𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙏𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙎 || TWICE FF

CHAPTER 17

09:09, SATURDAY

Y/N'S POV

I left my room with a yawn, stretching my arms overhead as I stepped into the hallway. It was still early, but I had to get ready for the mission. Momo and I had agreed to train at the gym, so after a quick shower, I made my way downstairs.

"Hey!" Jeongyeon's voice called out just as I reached the top of the stairs. 

I turned to see her bounding up the steps to meet me.

"Why are you up so early?" she asked, falling into step beside me as we descended the stairs together.

"I have to practice with Momo for the dance," I explained, rubbing the back of my neck.

Jeongyeon nodded with a knowing smile. "Good luck with that. Momo can be very demanding sometimes."

"Really? She hasn't been with me," I replied, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion as we walked through the living room.

My eyes landed on Mina, who was lounging on the sofa. As soon as she noticed us, she glanced at the watch on her wrist before waving us over-enthusiastically.

"Ooh! Come here. Come here, come here, come here," she urged, gesturing for us to hurry.

Jeongyeon and I exchanged puzzled looks before plopping down next to Mina, who was practically vibrating with excitement.

"You've got to see this," she said, her eyes sparkling.

Jeongyeon turned her body toward Mina, giving her full attention. I was curious, my brows lifting in interest.

"I'm about to give Captain Jihyo a gift," Mina confessed, her excitement evident.

Jeongyeon leaned back, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Oh, did she lift her 'no gift' policy?" I asked, tilting my head.

Mina shook her head with a grin. "No, she didn't... But I figured out a way to get her to accept something without realizing it's a gift."

Jeongyeon snorted. "You're bad."

Mina's smile turned mischievous. 

"I know, right?" But then she paused, a look of realization crossing her face. "Oh, wait. You're making fun of me."

"Mm-hmm," Jeongyeon hummed, nodding with an exaggerated expression.

"Well, I don't care. She would never open a gift, right?" Mina said, gesturing animatedly with her hands. 

"But what if the gift didn't look like a gift?"

I shrugged, trying to follow her logic. "She would open it?"