Nayeon x Reader- Stay, Stay, Stay With Me- Complete!

Chapter 3

Y/N lifted her foot from the brake and just sat there for a minute as the song she had playing ended, and she put her playlist on pause. She gripped her steering wheel, letting steady breaths in and out as she wrapped her head around what she was doing. She wasn't supposed to be here, but here she was- parked in the driveway of Nayeon's apartment complex.

She took her keys out of the ignition and stepped out of her car. She held her purse close like a kindergartener with their lunchbox on the first day of school. Realizing what she was doing, she let the hand that held her purse drop to her side, but she couldn't get rid of all of the nervous energy in her body as she walked up the stairs and to the right floor and door. She cringed as she rang the doorbell, the noise louder than she would have liked the signal of her arrival to be.

She heard someone call out something she couldn't understand, and, after a minute, Nayeon pulled the door open with a toothy grin. "You're just in time," she breathed as Y/N removed her shoes. "We're just about to put the cookies on the baking sheet."

"We?" Y/N asked, raising an eyebrow and depositing her purse on the floor before following her into the kitchen.

Mina waved, although her face looked nervous. "Hi, Y/N."

"Hey," Y/N replied, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear as she headed to the counter where Mina was standing. There was a sudden weight on her chest. She had thought that it would just be her and Nayeon, and she wasn't sure if she should be upset or relieved that that was not the case. But the fact was that Mina was there, and she liked Mina, so she decided that she was glad to have her here.

"I was just asking the baking sheet who's the fairest of them all," Mina murmured, scooching to the side, so Y/N and Nayeon had more room. They could kind of see their reflections in the baking sheet but not really.

"And I was just saying it's me of course," Nayeon added, arms akimbo. "I mean, look at me."

She definitely had not been saying the same thing a few days ago, but Y/N supposed this was as good a coping mechanism as any. She wasn't dressed like she was hiding her body anymore. She had on a short, red dress and matching lipstick. She was like a princess, and yet she also reminded Y/N of Snow White's poisoned apple. Alluring- but forbidden.

She took a wad of cookie dough and rolled it into vaguely the shape of a cookie before plopping it on the baking sheet, and Y/N realized even her nails were painted bright red.

"Come on," Nayeon said and brushed hair out of her face with her wrist rather than her hands, which had bits of cookie dough stuck here and there. "Wash your hands first though, Y/N."

Y/N assumed Mina had already done so as she pushed her sleeves up and scrubbed her hands down. She pulled off a piece of paper towel to dry them off and threw it in the trash.

They each ripped off bits of cookie dough and molded them into cookies until there wasn't any cookie dough left to mold. Nayeon clapped her hands and rubbed them up against each other.
"Alright. I'll put them in the oven for like ten minutes, and, then, we should be good to go," she said, grabbing the baking sheet and fiddling with the oven.

Y/N and Mina washed their hands again and moved over to the kitchen table to let Nayeon get things rolling.

"Feel free to put some music on," Nayeon called once she was done and was washing her hands again. "I have a giant kpop playlist on my Spotify. My passcode is 922995."

Y/N and Mina both watched as she dropped her phone on the table. But Mina hesitated to pick it up, reaching her hand out for a second before pulling it back, so Y/N took it.