behind the stars // chaelisa + hints of jensoo

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Her mind drifts back to weeks ago, to the garden where she wrote the song she's shooting the video for, to the cold breeze that didn't feel harsh against her skin but welcomed her to bundle up and get a little bit cozier, to the way Joy would shout from the kitchen window for her to come over and try a snack she had concocted - at least one of the Blake siblings hadn't let her starve.

When Jungkook plucks her phone from her hands in lieu of a hello, Chaeyoung can't help her groan as she notices his empty hands. "No food?" She asks with a pout - one that has proven very efficient more than once, so she's willing to give it a shot.

It doesn't work, because Jungkook's smile widens without a drop of guilt for leaving his best friend starving to death. "Nah, I brought something better," he winks at her and Chaeyoung rolls her eyes, letting him tug her forward and twist her around.

"I'm too weak from starvation to appreciate anything besides food," Chaeyoung whines, her tone so dramatic that she considers her chances in an acting career for a moment. Jungkook doesn't answer, only gently pushes her cheek until she looks in the right direction. Chaeyoung lets out a sharp breath, a smile tugging at her lips before she even processes everything, "Lisa?"

Chaeyoung swears her stomach stops mid growling in pure surprise. There's a part of her that wonders if she went so long without food that her brain is playing tricks on her, because Lisa is here. Lisa is standing in the middle of more cameras than she knows what to do with and an array of cords pool near her feet. Lisa is here and not in Colorado, reading a novel in the garden of her hotel that all but gets lost in the middle of the woods. Lisa is here .

Before Chaeyoung realizes it, her feet carry her towards Lisa. She wraps her arms around Lisa's neck the moment she can grasp her, tugging her impossibly close, drowning in the sandalwood smell she didn't realize she had missed until now. For the first time that day, Chaeyoung doesn't care that her skirt hikes up or that the leather clings uncomfortably to her skin. All she cares about is Lisa pressed against her.

It takes Lisa a moment, but when she finally wraps her arms around her midsection, Chaeyoung melts .

They must be a strange sight to whoever looks at their direction. Lisa feels like home, but her boots and flannel shirt with rolled up sleeves look out of place in a set where everyone wears brand name clothing. And it doesn't help that Chaeyoung looks like a bride from a post-apocalypse world.

Chaeyoung feels her cheek hurting before she realizes she's been grinning ever since she first laid her eyes on Lisa. She doesn't overthink it - she missed her friend, her technology impaired friend who won't text her, who she hasn't talked to in months. But there's something in the way she steps back slightly when they part, still close enough to see every freckle in Lisa's nose, and takes her in, like she's committing Lisa to memory, like she's afraid this moment will fade away if she blinks.

Her hands linger on Lisa's shoulders for a moment before she steps back completely, grin still firmly in place, "What are you doing in LA?"

"I- We came to a hospitality convention," Lisa nods as she speaks, folding her hands on her back, and Chaeyoung brushes away the little part of her that wishes Lisa had travelled all the way here just to see her, "Jennie and Jisoo are here too, they stayed behind for the security talks."

"Oh, fancy!" Chaeyoung says with a chuckle. That sounds unbelievably boring, but Lisa seems like she can't wait to get back to them and demand every detail.

"Yeah, they-" Lisa shifts her weight from one feet to another. Chaeyoung looks at her intently, watching the words form in her lips, and realizes how much she missed her. "Um, they kind of forced me to call Jungkook and ask him to bring me here."