Arghh Will Post Seungmin Enemies To Lovers Fic Later!!! This Man Makes Me Crazy Fr. Belated Hbd Myloves

Arghh will post seungmin enemies to lovers fic later!!! This man makes me crazy fr. belated hbd myloves

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the blue sticky note

(final chapter)

straykids x reader!! OT8 x reader!! skz x reader!! word count: 6.1K

bsn ending wherein; because of that blue sticky note you eventually found the answer of what you really want. keeping them all.

warning: lots of kissing!!

(an; this was finally finished and i promised i loved anything about this story. please read it!!!) an2: sorry for slow updates if i literally can kick my profs for sending piles of 'to do's ill do it TT

part 1 and part 2

you already knew who you wanted to choose. But the thought of hurting the others, of breaking the delicate balance between you all, was too much to bear.

Or maybe… you don’t have to choose at all?

Could you love them all? Is that even possible?

You wanted to be selfish—keep everyone for yourself. But was that really an option?

You mulled over the thought, the weight of it sinking in. No matter how much you cared for them, you couldn't afford to lose these friendships. You loved them all too much. But how could you tell them that?

After that night, you stayed up thinking—thinking until you found an answer.

You wouldn’t risk this bond. You’d keep the friendship intact.

You stood in front of the mirror, adjusting your university uniform. Your reflection felt unfamiliar, as if the confident facade you were building couldn’t quite cover the turmoil inside. Grabbing a scrunchie, you held it between your lips while bundling your hair into a neat ponytail. The makeup you applied was more like armor—a thin mask meant to conceal the emotional mess swirling beneath the surface.

Everything had to seem normal.

With a steadying breath, you left your apartment and pressed the elevator button. Moments later, the doors slid open, revealing Felix standing there with a soft, familiar smile that never failed to send a flutter through your chest.

“Morning,” he greeted, his voice carrying that warm tone that always seemed to break through your defenses. His gaze swept over you, a teasing sparkle dancing in his eyes.

Heat rose to your cheeks, your heart skipping at the way he looked at you. You stepped into the elevator, already feeling the pressure of his presence beside you.

“You look beautiful,” Felix murmured, his voice lower now, as his eyes lingered on your face for a beat too long.

Your breath caught in your throat. You turned your head quickly, trying to hide the color spreading across your cheeks. His words, though simple, held more weight than usual, and your pulse raced as you tried to maintain composure.

“Thanks,” you whispered, a small, shy smile tugging at your lips.

Felix chuckled softly, the sound causing a shiver to run down your spine. Leaning casually against the wall, his eyes never left you. The space between you felt smaller than it was, the air thick with an unspoken energy. Before you could process it, you found yourself backed into the corner, Felix close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from him. But you didn’t push him away. You couldn’t.

His gaze locked with yours, and for a moment, time seemed to stop. His eyes flickered down to your lips, and instinctively, you bit your lower lip, a nervous habit you couldn’t quite suppress. The tension was palpable, a current running between the two of you, pulling you closer without either of you making a move.

Just as he leaned in, the elevator dinged softly, the doors sliding open to reveal a mother and her child. You jumped back, lightly pushing Felix aside as your heart raced. The interruption was abrupt, jolting you out of the moment.

Felix let out a quiet laugh, clearly amused by how flustered you were, while you pretended nothing had happened, your eyes glued to the elevator floor.

Once you reached the lobby, you walked side by side, though the awkwardness was all yours. Felix seemed entirely unfazed, his lips curled into a small, knowing smile.

“I should get to class now,” you said, breaking the silence, though your feet felt rooted in place.

“If my car wasn’t still in the shop, I’d drive you,” Felix replied with a casual shrug, though the faint hint of disappointment in his voice didn’t escape you.

“It’s fine,” you responded, waving it off as if it didn’t matter. But neither of you moved.

For a moment, Felix’s eyes softened, searching yours with an intensity that made your stomach flip. He leaned in, his face so close now that you could feel his breath against your skin. Without thinking, you rose onto your tiptoes, as if your bodies were drawn together by some invisible force.

And then, with no hesitation, Felix kissed you.

It was soft at first, almost hesitant, as if testing the waters. You froze for a second, surprised by how sudden it all was. But as his lips moved against yours, warm and gentle, you found yourself melting into him. Your arms wrapped around his neck instinctively, deepening the kiss. Time seemed to slow, everything else fading into the background.

In that moment, nothing else mattered but the feeling of Felix’s lips on yours.

--

You were still a little breathless as you waited at the bus stop. You replayed the kiss in your mind, feeling a warm flutter in your chest. But before you could dwell on it too long, a car pulled up in front of you.

At first, you didn’t pay it any attention, thinking it was just another passerby. But then the window rolled down, revealing Changbin behind the wheel.

“Need a ride to school?” he asked with a grin.

You blinked, surprised but pleased. “Changbin! Is this a new car?” you asked, rushing over.

He nodded shyly. “Yeah, birthday gift.”

You opened the passenger door, sliding in. “Wow, I’m the first one to ride in it?”

Changbin chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yep. You’re the lucky one.”

The seat still had the plastic covers on, making you laugh. “Damn, Changbin, you’re living the life!”

He just shook his head, smiling as he pulled the car out of the stop and onto the road.

Throughout the ride, you chatted about light things, avoiding any mention of the party or anything that might feel too personal. Changbin seemed just as relieved to keep the conversation easygoing.

“I was thinking,” you said, your eyes on the road ahead, “we should have our monthly friendship night at Jeongin’s place again.”

Changbin glanced at you, clearly surprised. After everything that had happened, he thought you might want to pull away from the group. But here you were, suggesting you all hang out like old times.

“Really?” he asked, his voice careful.

“Yeah, why not? We can watch a horror movie, order some food, and crash there like always,” you said with a lightness in your tone.

Changbin smiled, a wave of relief washing over him. He had been worried that things would never be the same after the confessions, but maybe… maybe things could go back to normal after all.

“We could do it at my place too,” Changbin offered casually.

You raised an eyebrow. “Wait, you have a place?”

“Birthday gift,” he said, shrugging again.

You stared at him wide-eyed. “Changbin, how does it feel to be rich?”

He burst out laughing. “Trust me, it’s not that glamorous. But you should come by and check it out sometime.”

“Absolutely,” you grinned, feeling lighter.

When you arrived at the university, you hopped out of the car before Changbin could even offer to open the door for you. He sighed, shaking his head with a fond smile. He wanted to treat you like a princess—he wanted to spoil you, take care of you. But you always beat him to it, never letting him pamper you the way he wanted.

He caught up to you, taking your handbag without a word. You didn’t protest, just smiled softly, falling in step beside him as you both walked toward the building.

--

Hyunjin was expecting to see you hiding out again from your PE class when he spotted you lying on the clinic bed. The sight of you made him smile, a smile you quickly returned. He thought that after not replying to any of his messages, you needed some space. But seeing you now, it was a relief. He was happy to see you.

“Hi,” you greeted with a small wave.

“Hello,” Hyunjin replied, still smiling, his hands finding their way into the pockets of his white coat.

“I need medicine,” you said dramatically, flopping back onto the bed with exaggerated exhaustion.

Hyunjin almost stopped breathing at the sight of you. He didn’t know why, but after everything that had happened recently, you looked extra attractive to him right now, even while lying there dramatically.

“What kind of medicine?” he asked, raising a curious brow.

“Is there a cure for my cuteness?” you teased, striking a cute pose before bursting into laughter.

Hyunjin chuckled, shaking his head at your antics. “After finding out everyone likes you, you're really leaning into it, huh?” he teased back, crossing his arms.

You laughed, rolling your eyes. “I don’t even know what you guys see in me. Did I flirt with you all or something?”

Hyunjin sat on the stool beside the bed, his expression softening. “No, you were just being yourself. That’s probably the reason why.”

You pointed at yourself in disbelief. “So, I’m a flirt now?”

He laughed, shaking his head. “You’re not. You're just... you. And maybe that’s why people find you attractive, even if you don’t realize it.”

You smirked, snapping your fingers. “So, you fell in love with me because of my blood, huh? I knew it. My bodily fluids are magical,” you joked with a playful glint in your eyes.

Hyunjin laughed loudly, the sound filling the clinic. You never failed to make him laugh.

“Well, since you’re asking...” he leaned back, crossing his legs, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. “I think it’s definitely because of your blood.” He burst into laughter again.

It felt good, having a conversation like this. It was easy, light, like nothing had changed between the two of you, despite everything.

“You’re a vampire,” you rolled your eyes dramatically.

“Just kidding,” he grinned. “But honestly, have you seen yourself? You should never be my type, but for some reason, here we are.”

“Did my love potion finally work?” you wondered aloud, pretending to be deep in thought.

“I knew it! You must’ve slipped something into my coffee when you made it for me that one time,” Hyunjin teased, laughing.

“Oh no, I’ve been exposed,” you giggled, sharing a playful look with him.

The laughter continued, eventually fading into a comfortable silenece. Hyunjin looked at you with genuine admiration, his eyes softening. “Really. You don’t know how precious you are to me,” he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

His words caught you off guard, and you felt your cheeks flush under his sincere gaze. It wasn’t like Hyunjin to get this serious, but the way he said it, you knew he meant every word.

“Thank you,” you replied quietly, trying to hide the blush spreading across your face. You weren’t used to him being so direct about his feelings.

“I don’t know, but I feel like I should take better care of myself because of you guys,” you said with a light laugh.

“We will take care of you then,” Hyunjin said with a warm smile.

You both smiled at each other, the connection between you palpable.

“If you become a doctor in the future, you better give me lifetime free hospital fees,” you teased, trying to lighten the mood again.

Hyunjin let out a hearty laugh, the sound filling the room once more. “Of course! How could I charge my favorite patient? I’ll make sure you never pay a single cent,” he grinned, his hand reaching out to ruffle your hair affectionately.

“You know,” Hyunjin said, breaking the silence again, “if I ever do become a doctor, I’d be happy to take care of you. But not because I want to treat you.” His voice dropped slightly, more serious now. “It’s because… you make everything better … “

You blinked at him, caught off guard again by his sudden sincerity.

“Well, I hope you never have to treat me, because that would mean I’m in the hospital,” you joked, trying to hide how his words affected you.

--

“I missed you, my daughter!” you exclaimed the moment you saw the familiar white fur of Minho’s cat approaching. Without a second thought, you rushed to scoop her up in your arms. As expected, the cat was unimpressed, immediately swatting at you, but it didn’t stop you from showering her with affection.

“And I missed you, too, Mommy,” Minho suddenly appeared in front of you, mimicking a high-pitched voice like he was a cat.

You put the cat down, who quickly escaped your grasp, and turned to Minho. He was looking at you with a soft, almost relieved smile.

Minho had thought you’d be upset with him after the way he acted at the party. But seeing you act like everything was okay—it made him breathe easier. But... was this just you pretending again? He couldn’t tell.

Then, you walked up to him and greeted him with a quick peck on the lips.

A peck?

On his lips?

Minho froze.

You acted like it was nothing, like you didn’t just leave him stunned in place. “Where are your other cats?” you asked casually, looking around his apartment.

It took him a moment to gather his thoughts, his hand instinctively reaching up to touch his lips. “Uh, they’re at my mother’s place,” he stammered.

You laughed lightly, brushing past him as you continued into his apartment, leaving Minho standing there, completely dumbfounded.

What just happened?

He turned and watched you head into the kitchen, still trying to wrap his head around the kiss.

“Uh, do you want something to eat? Drink?” he asked, following you in, his voice a bit shaky.

"I came for your cooking, Minho. That's why I'm here," you said with a laugh.

Minho blinked, his brain finally catching up. Right, you had messaged him earlier, saying you wanted noodles and that you were thinking about him. That important detail had completely slipped his mind after the unexpected kiss.

“Yes, of course. For you, I’ll make it,” he said, still feeling a bit off balance.

“Thank you, Minho. I love you,” you smirked at him and then left the kitchen, calling for your 'daughter' again.

Minho froze once more.

What just happened?

Minho was usually the one to fluster you, the one to make you speechless. But now...

He shook his head, smiling to himself. Did you finally acknowledge his feelings for you?

With that thought lingering in his mind, he began preparing the most delicious noodles for you.

“I love it so much!” you exclaimed as you finished your bowl of noodles, setting it down with a satisfied sigh. Minho sat across from you, resting his head in his palm, watching you intently with a soft smile. He hadn’t taken his eyes off you the entire time.

You tried to ignore the warmth in your chest. “Now,” he started, a playful smirk tugging at his lips, “can you explain to me why you kissed me earlier?”

You expected to blush and look away in embarrassment, but instead, you met his gaze and smiled knowingly. “I think friends kiss.”

“Do they now?” Minho chuckled, raising an eyebrow.

“Yup,” you said confidently, crossing your arms.

“Well, if that’s the case, then I have to say, your kiss wasn’t nearly enough,” Minho laughed, leaning forward as he pulled you into another kiss.

This time, you smiled against his lips, not pulling away.

--

Han wasn’t in the library today, which was a rare occurrence. Instead, you found him sitting under the narra tree in the field, the afternoon sun casting a soft glow around him. He spotted you before you even had the chance to call out, waving excitedly.

"Hey! Over here!" Jisung called, his smile so wide that his cheeks puffed up in that adorable way that made you want to pinch them.

You walked over, and he patted the spot beside him on the grass. As you sat down, he immediately draped his jacket over your lap, ever the gentleman. You smiled at the gesture and the way his grin seemed to make the world a little brighter.

"You’re done with the library already?" you asked, settling next to him.

Jisung let out a small sigh and nodded. "Yep. Done as in done with it for good."

You blinked, processing his words. "Wait, what? You quit?"

He nodded again, his smile soft, almost bittersweet. "Yeah. I realized I was just using the job to keep myself busy."

You placed a comforting hand on his back, stroking it gently before moving to his hair. "You did well, Jisungie," you murmured, brushing his bangs out of his eyes. "I’m proud of you for doing your best."

He beamed at your words, a little of that sadness easing away. "Thanks… And, well, I think I’m going to take music as my major too."

Your eyes widened in surprise. "Really? That’s amazing! I always thought you were destined for something like that."

He chuckled, glancing off into the distance. "Yeah. I guess I finally realized I love producing music, like Chan hyung."

Pride welled up inside you, and you threw your arms around him, squeezing him tightly. "Jisung, this is huge! You finally found what you love."

He hugged you back just as tightly. "Thank you. You were a big part of it, you know."

You pulled away, shaking your head with a smile. "No, you did this on your own. I just cheered you on."

He looked at you with that soft sincerity that always seemed to catch you off guard. "You were always my inspiration."

You raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at your lips. "So, if something goes wrong, you’re gonna blame me?"

Jisung let out a laugh, shaking his head. "Of course not! You’ve always been right for me."

The honesty in his words made your heart swell. You couldn’t help but tease him. "Really? Well, it’s an honor then."

"Why are you always playful in moments like this?" he laughed, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Because I love seeing you happy," you said, your tone softening.

Jisung smiled, his eyes holding a warmth that melted you inside. "You just existing makes me happy."

You knew Jisung wasn’t always one to express his emotions openly, especially in your friend group, but seeing this side of him—this vulnerable, open side—made you cherish him even more. Without a word, you pulled him into another hug, this one filled with all the love and gratitude you had for him and the others.

"I don’t know what I’d do without you guys," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. "You’ve all made my life so much brighter."

Jisung squeezed you tighter. "No. We should be saying that to you."

--

When you entered your classroom, the first thing that caught your attention was Seungmin’s new haircut. You couldn’t help but stare—it suited him so well, better than you imagined. His previous blonde hair had its charm, but this short black look was on a whole other level.

“Seungmin, you look amazing,” you blurted out, unable to hide your admiration.

He smiled at you, running a hand through his hair, clearly enjoying the compliment. His messy locks only added to the effect, and you found yourself thinking how attractive he looked.

“I love your haircut, Seungmin!” Yuji suddenly appeared, throwing in her own compliment.

A surge of possessiveness hit you—an unfamiliar feeling, but one you couldn’t deny. You had wanted to keep Seungmin to yourself after that night, after he had told you how much he wanted to be by your side.

Without thinking, you grabbed his hand. “Let me borrow him for a bit,” you said to Yuji, your voice light but your grip firm as you pulled him away.

Seungmin didn’t protest, his eyes curious but amused as you led him to a quieter corner.

Once there, you pushed him against the wall, your heart racing. “You’re too hot, Seungmin,” you whispered, your lips brushing against his before you kissed him deeply.

Seungmin froze, shocked by your boldness, but it didn’t take long for him to kiss you back, his hands wrapping around your waist. By the time you pulled away, you were both panting, cheeks flushed.

“Wow,” Seungmin breathed out, his lips still slightly parted.

You covered your face in embarrassment, realizing what you had just done. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I did that.”

Seungmin laughed softly, pulling your hands away from your face. “Don’t be. I loved it.”

You giggled, pushing him lightly when he tried to lean in again. “This is all your fault.”

“If I had known this was my reward, I would have gotten a haircut sooner,” he teased.

“You should’ve,” you said with a playful grin, and the two of you laughed together, the tension easing between you.

--

You were adjusting the guitar strings in your hands, making sure it was in tune as Jeongin sat across from you, watching silently. He was a year younger than you, but sometimes you felt like he was much more mature.

Once you were satisfied, you strummed a few chords, then glanced up at him with a smile. Without saying anything, you started playing IU’s “Blueming,” your voice filling the music room with a soft, sweet melody.

Jeongin’s eyes never left you as you played. You had always admired his voice, and he would often sing for you. But this was the first time you had picked up a guitar and sang for him.

As you finished the song, Jeongin clapped, his eyes shining with admiration. “You don’t know how beautiful you are right now,” he said softly, his voice sincere.

You laughed, shaking your head. “Really? Then call me noona,” you teased.

Normally, he would cringe at the thought, but seeing you laugh made him smile. “Really? You want me to be your brother? Is that final?” he challenged.

“Will you let me?” you countered, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course not,” he laughed, leaning back in his chair.

“Then I won’t either,” you chuckled.

Jeongin carefully took the guitar from your hands, strumming a melody you didn’t immediately recognize. But when he started singing the first lyrics, your eyes lit up. It was DAY6’s “Beautiful Feeling.”

His voice was soft, warm, as he sang the first line, and you couldn’t help but harmonize with him.

As the song continued, you exchanged glances, singing together, your voices blending perfectly.

“This song right now,” Jeongin sang softly, his eyes locked on yours, “might just sound like another love song...”

You smiled, your heart feeling light as you harmonized, “But this beautiful feeling... it’s beautiful.”

Jeongin’s gaze flickered between your eyes and your lips. He stopped strumming, leaning in slowly, hesitating.

You could feel the tension, the uncertainty, but you didn’t wait for him to decide. Instead, you closed the gap, pulling him into a kiss.

And, as Jeongin had sung, it truly was a beautiful feeling.

--

Later that evening, you were lounging in bed when your phone rang. Chan’s name popped up on the screen.

"Hey," you answered, still laying down. "What’s up?"

"I’m picking you up. We’re going somewhere," Chan’s voice came through the line, teasingly mysterious.

You immediately shot up, excitement bubbling in your chest. "Wait, where are we going?"

"Somewhere special," he said, laughter in his voice.

"Are you on your way already?" you asked, scrambling out of bed.

"No rush. I’m stuck in traffic, so you’ve got time to get ready."

You groaned dramatically. "Chan, it takes me an hour to get ready!"

He chuckled on the other end. "I know. So wear something pretty. You’ll like where we’re going."

"Pretty, pretty?" you clarified, excitement buzzing through your veins.

"Yes, pretty pretty."

You hung up immediately, throwing yourself into getting ready as quickly as possible.

By the time you were done, Chan was already waiting downstairs—well, according to him, you finished in record time, but you knew he had been waiting for at least fifteen minutes. When you stepped outside, his eyes lit up.

"Wow," he breathed, taking your hand and spinning you around. "You look gorgeous."

You laughed, feeling a blush creep onto your cheeks. "You don’t look too bad yourself."

Like a true gentleman, he opened the passenger door for you and even placed his hand over your head to protect you as you got in. The simple gesture made your heart flutter.

As he settled into the driver’s seat, you couldn’t help but ask, "Are we going on a date?"

"Yes," he said, glancing at you with a grin. "Right after I pick up my award."

You blinked in confusion. "Wait, what? What award?"

"My work got recognized," he said nonchalantly, his eyes shining with happiness.

Your heart burst with pride. "Bang Chan! Oh my God!" you squealed, fanning yourself dramatically. “ I’m so proud of you!"

He laughed at your over-the-top reaction, but you could tell he was touched.

You spent the rest of the evening at the event, watching Chan accept his award with a wide smile on your face, your phone in hand as you filmed every second. Tears pricked at your eyes, but you blinked them away, too proud to hold back the emotions.

--

That night finally arrived. It was time for your monthly hangout with your friends, and despite what you had said about it being awkward seeing them together again, you couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement.

Jisung came to pick you up, and you were dressed in your comfy pajamas since it was a sleepover.

“Aww, you’re so cute,” Jisung teased, pinching your cheek as you got in the car.

You laughed. “I’m literally just wearing pajamas, and you think that’s cute?”

“You’re cute in whatever you do,” he replied with a smirk.

You both headed to the nearest convenience store to grab snacks and drinks, along with a couple of games like Uno cards and a board game.

“Tell them we should watch the scariest movie ever made tonight,” you joked as you threw some chips into the basket.

“And you think I’ll support that when I absolutely don’t want to?” Jisung gave you a pointed look, hands on the steering wheel as he drove.

“I’m kidding, I don’t want that either!” You laughed along with him, the idea of watching a horror movie giving you chills.

Suddenly, your phone rang. It was Changbin.

“Where are you guys? We’re watching the scariest movie mankind has ever made,” he announced, causing you and Jisung to swallow nervously and laugh at the coincidence, you really indeed close friends that you can send telepathy.

By the time you arrived at Changbin’s building, you unfastened your seatbelt, ready to hop out, but Jisung gently stopped you by placing a hand on your arm. You looked at him, curious.

“Uhm…” He scratched the back of his neck nervously, struggling to find the right words. “Uhm, can I… can I kiss you before we go in?”

You were confused at first, but then a smile crept up on your face, amused by how shy and adorable he was.

“Of course, Jisung. My Jisung,” you said softly, pinching his cheek before leaning in. “Come here.”

The kiss was innocent, soft, and a little sloppy as you both tried to find your rhythm. When you were both nearly out of breath, you pulled away.

“I think that was enough,” Jisung said, flashing you his usual bright smile as he bopped your nose playfully. “Now let’s go!”

Jisung handed you a pillow to carry while he took charge of all the snacks and games. You both made your way to the elevator, laughing as you rode up to Changbin’s floor.

“Let’s be rich like him in the future,” Jisung joked, glancing around at the fancy interior.

You chuckled at the thought. Changbin had already given you the passcode to his apartment, but out of respect, you hadn’t memorized it. Your friends had made sure you never felt pressured to know it, even though everyone else did. It was just one of the little ways they showed how much they cared about your comfort.

As you walked inside, you were taken aback by how spacious the place was. Changbin welcomed both of you with open arms, hugging you tightly.

“Where’s everyone else?” Jisung asked, looking around.

“They’re in the movie room,” Changbin replied casually.

“Oh, there’s a movie room now?” you exclaimed in surprise. Changbin was indeed to humble for telling you his place wasn’t that nice at all.

“Yeah, and they’re waiting for the snacks, even though Minho already cooked fried chicken for everyone.” You both laughed at that.

When you entered the so-called movie room, you were met with a large screen and chairs that made the room feel like a mini-cinema. The rest of the group was bickering and chatting loudly, too absorbed in their conversation to notice your arrival.

Jisung cleared his throat dramatically. “Kids, your snacks have arrived!”

That got everyone’s attention. All eyes turned to you and Jisung as they erupted in cheers.

“My princess is here!” Minho was the first to stand up and approach you, pulling you into a warm hug.

“A princess in pajamas,” you joked as you hugged him back.

Some of the others ran to Jisung, helping him with the snacks, while Seungmin came over to you, lifting you off the ground in a playful spin.

“I’m happy to see you too, Seungmin,” you said, laughing.

Jeongin walked up and kissed your cheek, whispering, “You smell nice.”

You smiled and mumbled a shy, “Thank you.”

As everyone settled in, Hyunjin came up from behind and wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on your shoulder. “I’m happy you’re here,” he murmured.

You smiled, reaching up to caress his arms. Chan, who was sitting nearby, gave you a warm smile, silently acknowledging your presence. The room was filled with chatter and laughter, the perfect reunion despite everyone’s busy schedules.

The movie started soon after. Jeongin, hands full of popcorn, looked confused. “I thought we were watching the scariest movie mankind has ever made?”

Instead of a scary movie, something boring was playing, and you couldn’t help but giggle at the letdown.

Halfway through the movie, your throat felt dry, so you quietly stood up to get a drink from the kitchen. As you entered, you spotted Changbin there, watching over something.

“You’re not watching with them?” you asked curiously.

“I will, but I’m waiting for the cake to finish baking,” he said with a smile.

You took a sip of water and leaned against the sink. “Cake? What’s the cake for?”

“It’s for Chan. And also, Jisung and Felix’s birthdays are coming up, so I’m baking for them too.”

You felt touched by his thoughtfulness, knowing that their birthdays were on weekdays, and celebrating all together might be difficult. “That’s so sweet of you,” you said softly.

Changbin smiled, then grabbed a bottle of wine. “Want some? The ambiance feels right.”

You chuckled and nodded, letting him pour you a glass. You clinked glasses and took a sip, enjoying the light buzz from the wine.

“So… what’s your plan now?” Changbin asked suddenly, his tone becoming more serious. He always seemed to know what was going on with everyone.

“I don’t know,” you admitted, laughing a little at how uncertain everything had become. “It all started because of that blue sticky note you put in my binder.”

He laughed too. “Yeah, that was probably the cringiest thing I’ve ever done. Love can really make you act like a fool.”

You playfully nudged him. “Don’t call it that! I thought it was cute.”

“Really?” He raised an eyebrow. “You think it was cute?”

You nodded. “Yeah.”

“Well, in that case, I’m willing to do it again, even if Minho calls me a soft boy,” he joked, laughing at the thought.

A comfortable silence settled between the two of you, the kind that didn’t feel awkward at all. You sipped your wine, feeling the warmth spread through your chest.

“Chan said you won’t pick any of us,” Changbin said quietly, staring into his glass.

You exhaled softly, the weight of that decision settling over you. “Yeah… I can’t do it,” you admitted, your voice quieter now. “I can’t afford to lose any of you… because… I love you.”

Changbin looked up at you, his eyes warm. “We’re all glad for your decision. You deserve to be showered with love, and we’re willing to give that to you. You deserve everything.”

His words hit you straight in the heart, and before you knew it, you were throwing yourself into his arms, kissing him. You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol or just the flood of emotions, but the kiss was hard and desperate. Changbin nearly stumbled, but he held onto your waist for support, his legs barely holding him up as your lips met.

You were literally making him weak.

You were lost in your own worlds when a soft cough broke the silence.

"Ehem, excuse me, just getting some water." It was Hyunjin. His voice pulled you back to the present, and you couldn’t help but laugh.

"Let's get back to the movie." You smoothed out Changbin's shirt with a light touch before stepping out of his hold.

Returning to the room, you made your way to Felix, who was snuggled up with his yellow chicken plushie. He put his arms around you, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head as you leaned into him. Together, you settled in to watch the rest of the movie.

As the end credits rolled, the room was dim, the only light coming from the flickering screen. Just then, Changbin reappeared, carrying a cake lit up by glowing candles. The warm glow filled the room, and suddenly, everything felt so much more meaningful.

With a cheeky grin, Changbin began to sing, "Congratulations~~."

Laughter erupted around the room as he made his way toward Chan, who was already giggling, trying to hide his face behind his hands. Everyone jumped to their feet, clapping, the energy light and joyful as you all joined in, voices harmonizing.

"Congratulations! You're one step closer to achieving your dreams!" Felix's voice was filled with pride, and he hugged Chan from behind, holding him tight. His smile was radiant, and for a moment, it felt like time stood still, the warmth of Felix’s embrace matching the love in his words.

"I'm so proud of our leader," Hyunjin said, wiping at his eyes dramatically, but the emotion behind it was real. He threw his arm around your shoulders, his presence comforting and grounding.

Jeongin's teasing voice broke the moment. "If you become a famous producer, make me famous too!"

Laughter bubbled up again, the teasing only masking the genuine admiration everyone felt for Chan.

"And if you get famous, buy me a car," Seungmin added with a laugh, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Jisung, grinning ear to ear, chimed in. "If he becomes famous, I don’t need to study music anymore! I’ll get hired on the spott."

Minho’s voice cut through the banter, his tone playful yet affectionate. "He’ll finally release our song ‘Blue Sticky Notes.’ I know it’s cringey, but I love that song."

The laughter was uncontrollable now, everyone caught up in the warmth and joy of the moment. But beneath it all, there was a deep sense of connection. These people—these friends—were your family. You weren’t just sharing jokes and cake; you were sharing dreams, memories, and a love that ran deeper than words.

As the laughter slowly died down, the reality of the moment settled in. These weren’t just fleeting interactions—these were the moments that defined everything. The kind of moments you’d hold onto when things got hard, the moments you’d replay in your mind when you needed to remember why you kept going.

You looked around at each of them—Chan, with his eyes shining with happiness; Felix and Changbin, with their quiet warmth; Hyunjin, full of life; Minho, teasing but sincere; Jeongin and Seungmin, both laughing freely; and Jisung, always ready with a joke. They all meant so much to you.

Moments like these were your favorite—the ones where the world felt right, where nothing else mattered but the people you were with. You wouldn’t trade this for anything, not the laughter, not the closeness, not the unspoken love that filled the air.

You'd hold these memories close, treasure them with all your heart. And you knew, as long as you had them, you’d always have a piece of happiness to carry with you.

You’d write it all down—on your blue sticky note—a reminder that in the simplest moments, surrounded by the people you loved, life felt perfect. Full of love, joy, and endless gratitude.

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masterlist

happy birthday, jisungie and felixseu!

These pics u got for seungmin in your theme??......ho ma gawd love. Ho ma gawd 🤤🥰🤭

Dat man is foine!!!

that was super true!! man can't help! he's so foinee asf 🤤🥰🤭 im cryinggfd why was there only one seungmin in this world T_T

will post fic laterrr

apologies for being inactive lately *sobs, and not replying to messages *cri

Kayewrite's Masterlist!

warning: full of fluff

ask me anything and suggestions here!

Series:

Blue Sticky Note (stray kids ot8 x reader) - fluff a mysterious note confession appears in your binder. Unsure of who left it, you embark on an investigation among your eight close friends, each with their own quirks and possibilities.

Blue Sticky Note part 2 (stray kids ot8 x reader) - fluff, angst you know the answer of the mystery of the blue sticky note you found in your binder, but then keep denying it.

Stack of books (bsn ending #1) - han x reader x skz

falling in the wrong way (bsn ending #2) - minho x reader x skz

I hate to admit (bsn ending #3) - changbin x reader x skz

You were beautiful (bsn ending #4) - seungmin x reader x skz

this is going to hurt (bsn ending #5) - hyunjin x reader x skz

swear it again (bsn ending #6) - chan x reader x skz

knock on your door (bsn ending #7) - felix x reader x skz

... maybe that's why (bsn ending #8) - jeongin x reader x skz

Blue sticky note (Final Chapter) straykids ot8 x reader!! -because of that blue sticky notes, you now know what you want. and that was to keep them all.

Time and again (chan x reader x hyunjin) - fluff You thought acting was just another gig, until a simple favor spiraled into something more complicated. As you step into a world of wealth and deception, you meet Chan and Hyunjin—two men whose lives you’ve unintentionally entangled with your own.

One shot:

Like I do ( skz jeongin x reader) -fluff you tried to stop you feelings for your best friend especially he has a girl.

How to love? (skz seungmin x reader) - fluff, angst  You are just curious what love is, and you asked for tips from your friend, who just willingly helped you.

Want so bad (skz Lee know x reader) - fluff Minho is everything you never wanted in life. But he wants you….so bad.

Maybe This time ( skz jisung x reader) - fluff, angst Two old friends reunite and reminisce about their shared past.

Unseen Barriers (skz felix x reader) - fluff You have feelings for Felix. But Felix, despite being aware, remains determined not to reciprocate for a reason.

How can i move on? (minho x reader x jisung) - fluff, angst How do you move on from your ex who hurt you? Jisung knows, but it seems you have another way.

note: this will update timely note2: also please bear with me im an uni student and dont have always time to update but ill do it as i can (and yes no nsfw in this blog)

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