Only one? [male Chaeyoung x TWICE]

(28) stop staring

Chaeyoung finished washing up the dishes, drying his hands with a towel before turning to grab his bag. 

Slinging it over his shoulder, he let out a small sigh. "Alright, I better start heading out," he said casually, not expecting much of a response.

But just as he took a step toward the door, he felt a small tug on his shirt.

He turned, 

surprised, to see Momo standing behind him. 

Her head was tilted down slightly, her fingers nervously clutching the fabric of his shirt. 

"Don't go," she said softly, her voice almost drowned out by the quiet hum of the room.

Chaeyoung blinked, caught off guard. "Momo?"

She let out a shaky breath, her eyes glued to the floor as if looking at him would be too much. "I don't want the night to end like this," she mumbled, the words feeling heavier than they sounded. 

"It's just... I finally feel like I can relax around someone. Like... someone who actually sees me for me, not... whatever people assume I am."

Her grip on his shirt loosened slightly, but her gaze stayed fixed downward.

Chaeyoung watched her for a moment, trying to process the sudden shift in her usually confident demeanor. "Momo..."

"I mean," she added quickly, as if trying to cover her tracks, "it's late anyway, right? You might as well stay. It's not safe to be out now."

Her voice trailed off, and Chaeyoung could hear the uncertainty laced through her words. 

He glanced at her for a moment longer, then let out a quiet sigh. 

"Alright," he said, his voice gentle, 

"but on one condition."

Her head shot up, her eyes wide and a little hopeful. "What?"

"I'm gonna need the shower and some clothes," he said with a small chuckle, motioning to his work . "I'm not always prepared for a sleepover you know."

Momo blinked before a smile broke across her face.