Chapter 65

Lisa had been suspiciously secretive all week.

Jennie noticed it immediately—of course she did. Lisa was many things: charming, chaotic, clingy—but subtle? Not really. So when her girlfriend started hiding her phone, whispering to herself, and grinning like she just got away with something, Jennie narrowed her eyes.

“Lili,” she said one night, arms crossed as Lisa tried (and failed) to act normal, “what are you planning?”

Lisa blinked innocently. “Planning? I’m just existing.”

“You don’t exist like that.”

Lisa laughed nervously, then immediately hugged Jennie from behind, burying her face into her girlfriend’s shoulder. “Just trust me, okay? It’s a surprise.”

Jennie sighed dramatically but didn’t push further. “If this ends with me embarrassed in public, I’m breaking up with you.”

“You love me too much for that.”

“…Annoyingly, yes.”

—

The morning of their monthsary, Jennie woke up to Lisa already dressed and practically vibrating with excitement.

“Get up, get up, get up!” Lisa whispered loudly, shaking her.

Jennie groaned, burying her face deeper into the pillow. “It’s illegal to be this energetic before noon.”

“It’s our day,” Lisa insisted, tugging at the blanket. “Come on, I planned everything!”

That sentence alone made Jennie suspicious again—but she let Lisa drag her out of bed anyway.

An hour later, Jennie stepped out of the car, blinking against the sunlight—and then she froze.

“…Lalisa.”

Lisa stood beside her, hands clasped behind her back, rocking on her heels like a proud kid.

In front of them was a huge amusement park.

Bright colors. Loud music. The distant screams of people on roller coasters. Cotton candy stands. Ferris wheels spinning lazily in the sky.

Jennie slowly turned to look at her girlfriend.

“You brought me to an amusement park?”

Lisa nodded eagerly. “Yeah! You said once you’ve never had a proper date like this. So I thought—monthsary, perfect timing!”

Jennie stared at her for a moment… then her lips twitched.

“You’re unbelievable.”

“…Is that good or bad?” Lisa asked cautiously.

Jennie grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together.

“Very good.”

Lisa’s entire face lit up.

—

The day quickly turned into chaos—in the best way possible.

Lisa insisted on starting with the most extreme rides.

Jennie refused.

“I’m not dying today,” she said flatly, staring up at a roller coaster that looked like it defied basic human safety.

“You won’t die! I’ll hold your hand!” Lisa argued.

“That doesn’t make gravity stop, Lisa.”

But somehow—somehow—Lisa managed to convince her.

Five minutes later, Jennie was gripping Lisa’s arm like her life depended on it while the ride slowly climbed upward.

“I hate you,” she muttered.

Lisa kissed her cheek. “Love you too.”

The drop came.

Jennie screamed.

Lisa screamed louder.

By the time it ended, Jennie stumbled out dramatically, clinging to Lisa.

“I saw my ancestors.”

Lisa was laughing so hard she could barely stand. “You did great!”

“I’m never trusting you again.”

“…There’s a cute couple ride over there.”

Jennie sighed. “Fine.”

—

They spent the rest of the day hopping between rides—some terrifying, some gentle, some that just made Jennie question her life choices.

Lisa won her a ridiculously oversized plush toy at a game booth after three failed attempts.

“I meant to do that,” Lisa said confidently, handing it to her.

Jennie raised an eyebrow. “You missed on purpose?”

“…Yes.”

“…You’re cute.”

They shared cotton candy, with Lisa getting sugar all over her face.

Jennie wiped it off with her thumb, shaking her head. “You’re like a child.”

“But your child.”

Jennie snorted. “No.”

They took pictures everywhere—Lisa dragging Jennie into goofy poses while Jennie tried (and failed) to maintain her cool image.

And somehow, in between all the laughter and chaos, there were quiet moments too.

Like when they sat together on a bench, sharing fries, shoulders touching.

Or when Lisa absentmindedly played with Jennie’s fingers while they waited in line.

Or when Jennie leaned her head on Lisa’s shoulder without even thinking about it.

—

As the sun began to set, Lisa pulled Jennie toward the Ferris wheel.

“Last ride,” she said softly.

Jennie didn’t argue this time.

They sat together in the small cabin, the world slowly shrinking beneath them as they rose higher and higher.

The park lights flickered on, glowing softly in the evening.

Jennie looked out, her expression soft.

“It’s pretty.”

Lisa wasn’t looking at the view.

She was looking at Jennie.

“Yeah,” she said quietly. “It is.”

Jennie turned, catching her staring.

“What?”

Lisa hesitated for a second—rare, for her—before reaching into her pocket.

She pulled out a small, simple bracelet.

“I know it’s not, like… a big thing,” Lisa said, suddenly shy. “But I wanted you to have something. For today. For us.”

Jennie blinked, surprised.

Lisa gently took her wrist and slipped the bracelet on.

“It’s just a reminder,” Lisa added softly, “that I’m always gonna be here. Annoying you. Dragging you to places. Loving you.”

Jennie looked at the bracelet… then at Lisa.

“…You’re so cheesy.”

Lisa groaned. “I knew it—”

Jennie cut her off by leaning forward and kissing her.

It wasn’t rushed or dramatic.

Just soft. Warm. Certain.

When they pulled back, Lisa was smiling like she just won the entire world.

Jennie intertwined their fingers again, resting their joined hands on her lap.

“Thank you,” she murmured.

Lisa squeezed her hand. “Happy monthsary, Jendeuk.”

Jennie rolled her eyes—but she smiled anyway.

“Happy monthsary, Lili.”

The Ferris wheel reached the top, pausing for a moment.

And for once, Jennie didn’t feel like she was falling.

Not when Lisa was right there, holding her steady. 💛