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**Y/N's POV:**

We'd only known each other for nearly 5 years, but it felt like I'd known him forever. He was literally one of the most generous, intelligent, and, not to forget, good-looking people I've ever known. Minho and I had been good friends, but lately, I'm starting to see him as more than a friend. However, I don't want to tell him, so I don't ruin our perfect friendship, even though I love Minho more than anyone in the world.

**No one's POV:**

That weekend, your momo, your bestie who has stuck by your side since kindergarten and been your moral compass to pull your delulu ass out of trouble, and Minho were having a sleepover. Sleepovers weren't uncommon between you three, but lately, you started to feel shy around Minho, probably because of the crush. But you brushed it off, knowing that Momo would be there or so you thought.

**Y/N and Momo's Chat:**

Momo: Hey bestie, you know I love you, right? 💙

Y/n: Okay, girl, y'all, what did you do? 😒

Momo: I can't come to the sleepover 😔

Y/n: Wait, what? 😮 Why?!??

Momo: I caught a bug and went to the doctor, and they said I need to stay in bed. 🛏

Y/n: Oh no, that's awful. I hope you get better soon. How dare you become sick? I can't be with Minho alone. I'll die. 🤦‍♀️

Momo: No, you wouldn't. You're going to be awesome, and this is the perfect time to confess. 🎉🎉

Y/n: No, I'll do no such thing. Are you mental? I think this bug is getting to your head. 🕳🤸🏽‍♂️

Momo: It's not. I'm serious. You love Minho, flaws and all. You two are the perfect couple. 💕💞

Y/n: I don't think so, though. Yes, I do love him, but I'm pretty sure I'm not his type. I'm not like the other girls.

Momo: Yes, you're not like other girls. You're Kim Y/N, you're amazing, talented, caring, smart, and, most importantly, my bestie. So, yeah, you obviously stand a chance against those other girls.

Y/n: Bestie 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I'm going to cry. You're the best, you know that, right?

Momo: Of course I am. I'm your bestie. Have fun at the sleepover. Tell him everything when it's over.

**Minho's POV:**

I was walking to the couch, setting up for the sleepover with the girls, but I was most especially waiting for Y/n. I wanted her to be wrapped in my arms all night. While I was daydreaming about Y/n, the doorbell rang, and I ran to the door all excited. When I got there, I opened the door to see the pizza I'd ordered had just arrived (poor Minho, the delivery guy must have been insulted, I can only imagine the way his smile dropped 😭). I was so disappointed, but I paid the delivery guy and walked back to the couch, sulking. It was 6:30, and they were meant to be here already.

**Y/N's POV:**

As I walked toward Minho's house, I saw a delivery guy walking away from his house. We walked past each other and exchanged polite salutations. When I got to the door, Minho seemed to have appeared out of thin air at the door. When he saw me, his eyes lit up, and he pulled me into a tight hug, and he smelled so good 😩. Then I tried to tap his thin yet muscular arms to let me go, and when he did, I playfully punched him in the arm.

"Dude, what was that? Are you trying to kill me or something?" He let out a hearty laugh and said, "Naaa, I just missed you, that's all." He said while playfully scratching the back of his head. He then all of a sudden stuck his head out of the door and asked, "Hold on, where's your partner in crime?"

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