behind the stars // chaelisa + hints of jensoo

17

They had tracked her every move.

As she scrolled through her notifications, Lisa saw herself kissing Chaeyoung until she had a silly happy smile on her face, dragging her luggage around, buying a water bottle - she could even see the frown she had on when she realized how overpriced it was -, reading a book in the waiting area, getting to the gate.

And every picture came with a meaner headline.

"Chaeyoung Park's new lover doesn't seem too happy about their relationship."

"Did Park really trade Suho Kim for Grumpy Cat?"

"What's wrong with Chaeyoung's girlfriend's face and what does the popstar see in her?"

Lisa shut her phone off after reading a couple articles promising their readers that they'd find out all they could about the grumpy new lover , and didn't remember to turn it on again - or call Chaeyoung - until she was ready for bed.

When Lisa did call, only marginally calmer after a bucket of chamomile tea, Clare was livid .

Chaeyoung more yelled than greeted her hello, her voice shaking as she told Lisa she had been worried sick all fucking day and not being able to reach her phone or the hotel's hadn't helped at all, because Lisa had promised to call - " and you're supposed to keep a goddamn promise, Lisa" .

The phone lines had been down in the whole town and around it for almost half a week now, but it totally slipped Lisa's mind as she barked back that she hadn't been able to keep her food down after seeing her whole life exposed like that, her every movement stripped down like a science experiment.

Between Chaeyoung bursting into tears with how worried she had been and Lisa shutting down completely, refusing to say anything, they ended up having their first real argument.

It didn't last. They were both still desperately clinging to the honeymoon phase that was slipping through their fingers way too fast. Within half an hour, Lisa had apologized for not calling, and Chaeyoung understood how overwhelming it all could be.

And that had just been their first argument.

All their three hour long phone conversations about how infinite they felt and Skype dates to watch Disney movies together had given way to anxious texting whatever the newest rumor about Lisa was and Twitter stalking her own girlfriend to quell the aching in her chest.

Her girlfriend . Fuck- they haven't even had enough time to discuss that, to talk about what they mean to each other, how they want to present themselves to the world.

It had been the tabloids who had decided it for them.

Lisa knew what it would entail, to date Chaeyoung. All the time they'd spend away from each other, how much the media would try to get on their business, people constantly questioning Lisa's intentions, everything that came with being a little nobody dating someone famous.

Logically , Lisa knew all that.

But knowing it doesn't make it any easier to go to bed alone, knowing the woman she loves is halfway across the country and there are thousands of people wanting to learn every single detail there is to know about Lisa.

Sighing, Lisa reaches out to get her phone from a towel she put beside the bathtub.

That's another thing that has changed drastically after she met Chaeyoung, after she allowed herself to believe they could be something.

Six months ago, she's take her bath reading a good book, or maybe with some podcast playing in the background if she felt like she needed to submerge completely in the water. In a day like this, when the world seems heavier than usual, Lisa would light up as many candles as possible and bring some wine along, getting herself just tipsy enough that she didn't feel silly about sliding backwards and forwards to make waves, smiling at it like a little kid.