jinnie wasn’t sure she’d ever heard marlowe say the words thank you. she tried to keep the shock from registering on her face. for years, it felt like she’d been desperately trying to pull out any warmth from the other, but it only appeared in very rare spurts. this had definitely been the longest time without cameras around where they were… getting along ? it wasn’t forced for the fan service that was ‘jinlowe’; it felt real. “ you’re not a little brat. ” jinnie lied easily, never enjoying people talking ill of themselves. a bit ironic, considering her own constant negative self-talk. “ everyone deserves someone being nice to them. ” she shrugged, a bit shy with her words. the last thing she wanted was to disrupt this tentative peace treaty they were forming. her eyes met the blonde’s, wide and genuine. “ even you, marlowe. ”
she didn’t even take it personally when the younger girl backpedaled on her words. for some reason, jinnie didn’t quite believe her. maybe it was something about this tour but marlowe was definitely reaching out in a way she’d never done before. it made the redhead super hopeful for their future. she would like for them to be actual friends. “ oh, uh… she was worried at first. my umma was too. they thought i was too young. ” truthfully, they had been right but when she was younger, jinnie was so desperate to be like the musicians she loved growing up. “ but they’re really happy and proud now. they came to the seoul show and were very impressed. ” she smiled, a bit nostalgic. she missed her family dearly. “ i actually don’t know how new it is, but apparently it’s in california. i think doing a vlive there is a great idea. by that time, our studio choom performance will be out, wouldn’t it ? ” she was actually super excited for valentines to see. they’d worked hard on it. as they continued walking, jinnie looked over at marlowe. “ you think so ? i think a lot of the people on tour are super trustworthy. ” she could easily name at least ten people with her hands. “ if you were ever in that kind of scenario, i’d make sure you’re taken care of. ”
don't look now, but it seemed as though valentine's wildest dreams were coming true. who knew jinnie was alright, once you looked past some of her shortcomings? marlowe was surprised, but quickly realized that wasn't the fairest assessment in the world. the blonde knew that she came on far too strong and, despite them having met in their trainee days and her being the youngest, marlowe never wanted to be seen as the 'sweet one.' even at such a young age, she knew that the last thing she'd ever be was sweet . . . but fast forward all these years, and she'd been doing her best to give the public what they wanted. however, that hardly translated into her actions once they were offstage or when the cameras stopped rolling. maybe now, she could turn over a new leaf? show her true self to her members ( whatever that was ). hearing jinnie tell her that she wasn't a little brat was enough for marlowe to furrow her brows. all through her life, she'd heard that some people could be genuinely kind, genuinely good. she'd never met such a person -- but it seemed as though jinnie might be the first. after a few moments, marlowe felt her features soften and bowed in gratitude before she could stop herself. "thank you for saying that. i -- i'm kind of shocked you'd say that, considering that, if you ask me, i've only been a little brat around you when we're not in front of someone, whether it be staff or our fans." marlowe explained herself as best she could, and hoped it didn't come out staggered and confused. "i understand what you're saying. i think it’s really amazing that, after everything i’ve said and done, you can still feel that way. you’re so kind.” she continued babbling, before asking perhaps the dumbest question she’d ever asked. “how do you do it?”
as she listened to jinnie's retelling of her journey to idoldom, marlowe was surprised with how closely their stories aligned. her parents, too, were worried about her. they told her she was too young, that it was a silly dream that she'd likely grow out of. that was what caused her to go behind their backs and audition with a few of her friends from her ballet company. what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them and, sure, they'd been mortified that she could forge her mother's signature near perfectly, but they got over it. or, they would, someday. she hoped. whatever. this wasn't about her, this was about jinnie and for once, marlowe was happy to focus on someone else. "awe, that’s sweet! to be honest, i should have known; from where i stood, you went on stage that night with something to prove, almost. you did very well, and i'm happy that they were there to see how well you're doing." marlowe spoke, taking the time to space out her words so she didn't trip over them. she wished her parents would have come, but her elder brothers had. she snorted at the memory, it spilling out of her. "my two brothers came to that show, too, and were seated right next to one of your superfans. they told me that the entire time, this person was rooting for you like they were your little sister. my eldest brother in particular said you had a lot of charisma on stage." it was true; they told her how impressed they were with the team after the show. marlowe wished her parents could have been there, but restaurants couldn't run themselves ( or whatever half-hearted excuse they'd given her; she'd heard enough of them that, at this point, they started to bleed together. ) when the concept of a vlive is brought up, her eyes begin to glow. "i love that idea." marlowe declared. "i think the cafe would appreciate it because, think of it this way, we'd be giving them free publicity!" trying to think of the dates, the blonde paused and went over her mental calendar. sure enough, she began to nod. "you're right, it would. so the company would really have no choice other than to send us out there. i'm sure it'll have already gotten a billion views by then." she believed it, too. what they were working on was no joke and, in her mind, was prone to become the stuff of legend. she'd be ceo of the company soon enough. speaking of the company, hearing jinnie say that she trusted the people they were with was a nice thought, even if marlowe couldn’t reciprocate it. “i’m glad you feel that way. there’s nothing worse than worrying about whether or not someone has your back.” however, when jinnie said that she’d look out for marlowe, the girl reached out and gently took hold of her arm. she never doubted it, surprisingly enough, but still having the confirmation unleashed her softer side. “you really are so kind. thank you. i’d probably have no clue what to do, but i’d do everything i could to get you to someone who could help.” she didn’t voice her thought that jinnie would probably have people clamoring to help her, should she need it. it was a good thing -- she deserved it -- but marlowe wondered what that was like.
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