The sleepover had been surprisingly enjoyable, filled with laughter and the warmth of friends. But now, as the morning light filtered into Choso’s apartment, everyone else had left, leaving just the two of you. The apartment felt quieter, more intimate.

Choso lingered nearby, his gaze thoughtful as he noticed you still waiting for your ride.

"I could drive you home if your Uber isn't coming," he said quietly, the offer genuine but his tone hesitant. "Or... you could stay over for a while longer."

Though his words were careful, the faintest hint of hope flickered across his face, revealing that, deep down, he wanted you to stay.