Stray Kids OT8

fun and forget about this whole incident!" he suggests, eager to move on from the encounter with the paparazzi. Seungmin chimes in, "Yeah, that sounds like a great idea! We can have some friendly competition and just enjoy ourselves." The other members nod, their spirits lifting at the thought of leaving the stress behind and immersing themselves in a carefree moment. Minho claps his hands together, excitement evident in his eyes. "Let's make a bet! Whoever gets the lowest score has to treat everyone to ice cream after." Felix grins mischievously, already strategizing his gaming tactics. "Oh, you're on, Minho! Get ready to buy us all the best flavors!"

[In the dorm, as you sleep and mumble restlessly, the members exchange concerned glances. They can hear the distress in your voice, and their protective instincts kick in once again.] Felix leans in closer to get a better listen, his brow furrowing with worry. "She must be having a nightmare," he whispers to the others. Seungmin reaches out and gently shakes your shoulder, trying to wake you up from the disturbing dream. "Hey, wake up," he says softly, concern lacing his voice. "It's just a dream, you're safe here." You stir awake, your eyes fluttering open as you take in the concerned faces of the Stray Kids members surrounding you. The nightmare still lingers

As you stand backstage with the rest of the members, your heart is pounding with nerves. You feel a sense of unease knowing that the rumors about you and Minho are still circulating. As you steal a glance at Minho, you can see the determination in his eyes, but you also notice that you've been avoiding him lately. Minho senses your distance, and he pulls you aside before it's time to go on stage. "Erta'h 🗡, what's going on?" he asks, his voice tinged with concern. "You've been avoiding me, and I don't know what I've done wrong." You take a deep breath and look into his eyes, about to respond when our manager counts down from 5, indicating that our que to get on stage is in 5 seconds. I'm not able to respond to him before we get lifted up from under the stage, in our positions.

ungmin a gentle nudge, indicating that he should leave the room and give you some privacy. Seungmin nods in agreement, giving you one final soft pat on the back before slipping out of the room quietly. Felix stays for a moment longer, watching over you as you sleep peacefully. He can't help but feel a sense of protectiveness and care towards you, like you're a member of his own family. With a final smile, Felix stands up and tiptoes out of the room, making sure to close the door behind him with a soft click.

Jeongin shrugs and smiles mischievously. "I don't know, just some entertainment I guess," he says, still messing up your bed. "Do you want to play a game or something?" he suggests, looking at you expectantly.

Han playfully punches your shoulder, a teasing smile on his face. "I know I'm something else, but it's because of you that I am. You bring out the best and the craziest in me." You giggle, knowing full well that he isn't wrong. You always did have an effect on Han, pushing him to be more open and expressive. "Oh really?" you challenge, raising an eyebrow at him. "How so?" He winks at you, pulling you closer as you walk towards the car. "Well, for one, I probably wouldn't have the confidence to do this in public without your influence." He says as he softly pushes me up against the car and sucks my neck softly.

you, Felix." you say firmly. Felix looks taken aback by your words. "I...I'm sorry, AgentCatt. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just...I don't know what came over me. Can we talk about this?" he asks, sounding genuinely remorseful. You shake your head. "No, there's nothing to talk about. You crossed a line, and I don't want to be around you anymore," you say bluntly. Felix protests "But I-" I interrupt him "Felix just leave! I don't want to see you!" I say shouting. I stand up and take a step towards Felix, being Blinded by my anger.

The situation becomes even more uncomfortable and violating as Felix continues his advances, now squeezing your breasts aggressively. You can feel tears streaming down your face as you try to push him away, but he only gets more forceful. You continue to scream for help, hoping someone will hear you. At that moment, the door to your room bursts open and Han and Chan charge in, looking furious. Chan pulls Felix off of you and shoves him towards the door. "What the hell are you doing, Felix? Have you lost your mind!" he shouts, his eyes blazing with anger. Felix stumbles out of the room, looking sheepish and ashamed. You try to cover your exposed body with pillows, and turn to Han, tears streaming down your face as you try to process what just happened.

As you approach the studio, Minho gives you an encouraging smile. "You got this, asher ('～`;)," he says, patting your shoulder lightly. "Remember, just let the music guide you." With those words in mind, you take a deep breath and step into the soundproof room. The moment you start singing, all the worries and stresses of the day fade away, replaced by the pure joy of creating music. You can hear Minho's voice faintly through the door as he sings along with you, harmonizing perfectly with your vocals. It's moments like these that remind you why you love being a part of Stray Kids. After you finish, Minho gives you a big thumbs up. "That was amazing

You nod, unable to speak as you feel the impact of his words. You know exactly what he means, and it sends shivers down your spine. As the group begins to disperse, heading towards their respective cars, you catch a glance between Han and the others. Chan gives you a knowing look, which only heightens your excitement and anticipation. You know that they're aware of you and Han's date tonight, but they don't know where we're going When the time comes for you and Han to leave, you find yourself standing close to him, both of you trying to hide your excitement from each other. "Are you ready?" he asks, his voice low and sultry. Felix walks out to the living room and spots us by the door, about to leave.

"Wake up, sleepyhead," Han coos gently, his fingers softly grazing your cheeks as he shakes you ever so slightly. The early morning sun peeks through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the bed and your bodies. You groan and roll away from him, burying your face in the pillow to block out the light. "I'm not getting out of bed," you mutter playfully, half-asleep. Han chuckles, his hand gently tugging on your hair. "Come on, we have training today. You can't afford to skip it." He adds teasingly, "Besides, I need to hear how your voice sounds in the morning." You groan again but don't resist his gentle prodding. As you sit up, rubbing your eyes, you realize you're still naked and blush shyly. You attempt to cover your body with your hands and a pillow.