with You

You Get Me

It had happened on a quiet, rainy day off, the kind that felt rare and almost too precious. Momo and Mina had decided to spend the afternoon at Momo's apartment, away from the cameras and the tightly packed schedules, away from the polished smiles and bright lights. The other members decided to crash out and disappear separately. There was something about being in that cozy space, just the two of them, that felt freeing. Momo had tossed some blankets onto the couch, and they'd made mugs of tea that sat, mostly untouched, on the small coffee table as they lost themselves in conversation.

They'd been talking for hours, the rain a gentle backdrop against the window, sharing stories about their lives before TWICE, childhood memories, hopes, fears—everything that had been building up, hidden beneath the public faces they showed the world. The sound of rain being the background music for this slow afternoon.

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Mina asked with a soft smile, hugging her knees to her chest as she looked at Momo. Her eyes were warm and gentle, filled with a fondness that made Momo's hearts kip a beat. Reminiscing always felt like it all happened just yesterday.

"Of course," Momo laughed, recalling the memory vividly. "You were so quiet, I thought you hated me at first." The vision of Mina and long dark hair covering one eye creeping into her mind.

Mina laughed, covering her mouth shyly. "I was just... shy. But you and Sana were so energetic, like a little ball of sunshine. I thought, 'How am I going to keep up with this girl?'"

Their laughter filled the room, and Momo felt the kind of ease she rarely felt with anyone else. Mina had always been special to her, someone who made her feel like she could just be, without putting on an act. As their laughter faded, a comfortable silence settled between them, each of them lost in their own thoughts.

After a while, Momo sighed, staring down at her mug, her fingers tracing the rim absent mindedly. There was something she'd been wanting to say for a long time, but the words felt heavy on her tongue. She had never told anyone before, not even Sana, who was like a sister to her. But sitting there with Mina, it felt like maybe... just maybe, she could say it.

"Mina," Momo started softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She glanced up, meeting Mina's eyes. "There's something I want to tell you. It's... kind of a secret."

Mina's gaze softened, and she reached out, giving Momo's hand a reassuring squeeze. "You can tell me anything, Momoring. I'm here for you."

Momo took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I... I think I'm bi," she said, her voice faltering at the end. It was the first time she'd ever said the words out loud, and admitting it felt like a weight lifting off her chest, even as her heart raced with anxiety. "I...I like both guys and girls."

There was a brief moment of silence, and Momo held her breath, her mind racing with doubts and fears. What if this changed things between them? What if Mina looked at her differently now?

But then Mina's face softened into a gentle smile, her hand never leaving Momo's. "Thank you for telling me," she said softly, her voice warm with understanding. "That must have taken a lot of courage."

Momo felt her chest tighten, her eyes stinging with tears she hadn't realized she was holding back. She nodded, unable to find the words to express how much Mina's acceptance meant to her.

Mina's grip on her hand tightened slightly, a gesture of silent support. "I can't imagine how hard it must have been to keep that to yourself. But just so you know, nothing could ever change the way I see you, Momo. You're... you're one of the most important people in my life."

Momo's heart swelled with gratitude, and she squeezed Mina's hand in return. "Thank you, Mina," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "You're... the only person who knows."

They sat in silence for a moment, the weight of Momo's confession hanging gently between them. But the silence wasn't uncomfortable—it was filled with a kind of understanding, a bond that felt even deeper than before.

Mina looked down at their intertwined hands, her expression growing thoughtful. There was something in her eyes, a flicker of vulnerability, as if she were holding back her own secret. But she quickly brushed it off, giving Momo a reassuring smile.

"I'll always be here for you," she said, and Momo knew she meant it.

But inside, Mina felt a strange pang of longing. She admired Momo's courage, her openness, and it made her reflect on her own heart. She'd always felt... different, her attraction to people going beyond the usual, and part of her wanted to be open, too. But she wasn't ready—she hadn't even admitted her feelings to herself fully, and the idea of saying it out loud felt daunting. Momo's bravery only made her admire her more, and she wished, in some quiet part of her heart, that one day she could be as brave.

As the evening wore on, they stayed close, sharing little laughs and moments of silence, both feeling a little lighter, a little more understood. In Momo's heart, she knew that whatever happened, she would always have Mina's support. And in Mina's heart, she knew she would keep Momo's secret safe, cherishing the bond they shared.

That night, as Momo watched Mina drift off on the couch, she felts omething solidify in her heart—a feeling she didn't quite have the words for yet, but knew was there. And Mina, half-asleep, reached out and held Momo's hand, feeling comforted in a way she rarely allowed herself to be.

They didn't say the words, but that night, something between them quietly changed, an undiscovered understanding settling like a whisper in the dark.

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a/n: more to come!!! :)