Hey! For those of you who didn't read yesterday's chapter, kindly do read it before reading this one!

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Nayeon's POV:

I entered the apartment later that night after having gone out for dinner with Yeri and Seulgi. I silently crept inside hoping Momo would have gone to bed or was busy and wouldn't notice me. I slid into the room and then went over to her closet to pick some clothes. I went back to the room and began to undress. I wrapped a towel around my body and was about to go inside the bathroom when the door opened revealing a Momo wearing a black bathrobe. I screamed and lifted my hands in front of me as if to protect myself. When I finally regained my senses I looked at her who was blushing hard and deep.

I was about to snap at her for scaring me so bad when I realized that the towel had dropped to the floor.

I bent down and tried to cover myself with the towel while she blinked and looked away. She moved aside and I ran into the bathroom and shut myself in. I slid down against the door in embarrassment. Why did I have to lift my hands up? Why Why Why Why Why? Ughhhhh!!!! What would I say to her when I saw her again? WHat if I ruined the one chance I had at making her my girlfriend? Ughhh! I'd let the towel drop down like an idiot! Nooo!

I huffed as I stepped into the shower to try and cool myself off. I washed my hair and body and stepped out to dry myself when I realized I'd left my clothes outside. I stepped out of the shower and ran into the room. I almost reached the bedroom but my wet and sloppy foot slipped and I fell on my back with a loud thud. My backside and legs were on fire.

Momo's POV:

I drowned another glass of water trying to not think about Nayeon and her body when a loud thud came from the bedroom. I dropped the glass not caring if it shattered into a million pieces and ran into the room. I saw Nayeon on the floor with a towel before her. I bit my lip and paused for a second whether I should go help her or not, but I decided to ignore the fact that she was and help her out since she seemed to be in pain.

"Hey... Easy..." I called out as I helped her up. I kept my eyes up on her face as I lifted her up and placed her on the bed. She groaned and arched her back . She'd bruised her back then. Well.. Who in their sane mind would come out running with wet feet? I shook my head and made my way to the kitchen.

I grabbed the ice bag and some healing gel and came back to find her face scrunched in pain and her eyes were watering.  

"Shh.... It's okay.." I said softly as she opened her eyes to look at me. I gently placed a hand over her shoulder asking her permission to flip her. She nodded and I gently flipped her onto her stomach. I gently ran a hand over her spine looking for the spot she hit. As I neared her lower back she stiffened and let out a whimper. I gently placed the ice bag over the spot. She tensed up again when she felt the ice cold bag touch her skin but slowly began to relax. I then started to massage her shoulders and neck while the ice did it's magic. After about 10 minutes I removed it from her back, and wiped her back dry. Next I moved to apply the gel, but she stopped my saying that she was fine. I wanted to protest but she said she'd ask for it if she needs it. Knowing her, I knew she would never ask for it so I went ahead and applied a thin coat of the gel onto her back gently.

"Thank You" she muttered as I got up. I nodded and was about to go when I heard her groan again as she tried to wear her clothes. I sighed and went over again and grabbed the hem of ehr underwear and pulled it up. I pulled it up while I kept my eyes at her face. She blushed a deep shade of red and looked away. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the sweats she'd picked and bent down to place her feet in them. I pulled them into place and stepped back. She turned and slipped on her bra struggling to get the clasp on. I huffed and helped her with it. Not waiting for her reaction I grabbed her shirt and made her wear it too.

"You're awfully slow" I said as she turned to look at me with red cheeks.

For some reason we stood staring at each other for