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The Stick Notes guy | Kim Namjoon x Reader

Kim Namjoon x reader

This is a third person pov and the reader has she/her pronouns. The names of the idol and the others aren't mentioned but the characteristics make it pretty obvious about who the fanfic is. This can be read as a simple one shot without the label of fanfic too.

Genre: fluff (little angst if you squint)

Warnings: no major warnings, mention of college parties

Summary: What will happen if you have a crush on two different people according to you, one is mysterious and the other being someone you see everyday?

Words: 2.5k approximately

College!AU

(It's Namjoonie's birthday, Happiest birthday to one of the most beautiful humans on this planet and the best leader BTS could ever ask for ♡)

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'Plants are pretty and so are flowers, maybe someday I'll get them for you'

The note said.

She smiled as she looked at the note. It was crazy how just a piece of yellow paper with something cheesy scribbled on it made her smile. She never knew who was it that stuck the notes there everyday but they were always there.

"You got another one of these?" Her best friend asked in his soft voice as he pursed his lips looking at her read the note.

"Yessh." She said in a hush like voice as she placed the note in her notebook to take it to her room and put it safely in the little box she made for all the little notes she got.

"Ah, you and your notes. I'll get going, I have a class." Her friend said as he started walking out of the alley between the bookshelves they were in and she turned around to tell him to not go.

But, her dearest friend just dismissed her as he let out a soft chuckle and felt the glares of the people sitting in the library on him as he walked away from the book shelves. He apologised as she just shook her head.

"I'll see you later." He, her best friend,  mouthed looking at her before giving his iconic smile which made his eyes disappear and walked out of the library.

She stood there holding her books closer to her chest. This mysterious note giver, he was one of a kind, she remembered the first time she stuck a note there with no hopes of getting a reply.

Hey, Stranger!

Her note said.

Hello fellow homo sapiens!

Was the reply she got.

And that was the start of it. Their little everyday conversation through yellow stick notes which they stuck on the apparent not regularly visited section of the library.

She always wondered if it was a ghost that she communicated with everyday because she never saw anyone walk into that alley which led to that bookshelf, cause that bookshelf had books from the stream where people barely studied anything in.

This mysterious stick notes giving guy felt like a part of her imagination indeed.

She walked away from the bookshelf and sat in her usual place in the library. She placed the books to study on the table and looked in front of her.

There he was, the guy she had an enormous crush on. I mean, how could one not have a crush on him? He was tall, smart, killed people when he glared at them with those perfectly hooded monolid eyes of his but at the same time healed people with that dimpled smile of his.

She observed him as he adjusted the glasses on his nose. He scrunched his nose just a little bit flinching slightly at the sound of someone pulling a chair around them. She hid behind her book as his eyes suddenly looked around and she pretended to be very much into the book to even notice that it was upside down. She facepalmed herself as she quietly turned her book back to it's normal position and pretended to read it again. She slowly looked back up to look at him and found his dark brown eyes looking at hers. She stopped working as his eyes continue to remain in contact with hers, it was almost as if he was assessing her.

What was she supposed to do?

She didn't know so she just looked at the page that she was pretending to read. After a while, she hesitantly looked back and much to her good luck, he went back to reading the book.

She felt terrible for having a crush on the guy and the guy who sent her those cute little sticker notes. But, it was what it was.

Sometimes, she wondered if both of these two people were the same. But, she eventually came to a conclusion that it wasn't possible, a lot of times, she never found the tall guy around her when there was a sticky note on the bookshelf and sticky notes guy seemed more of an outgoing person with those crazy one liners and adorable plant emojis.

The sticky note guy made her feel good, made her feel those butterflies, made her appreciate the little creatures on the earth, made her believe in the magical feels of having a crush, made her laugh with those cheesy one liners he made, made her tear up at those thought provoking quotes and made her fall for him. But then there was also this guy in front of her who made her feel almost all the same things but from a distance.

She sighed as she closed the book and removed her yellow stick notes pad and scribbled something along the lines of

'Aha, tulips will be perfect ;)'

She walked towards the place and stuck it perfectly at the spot she always found the stick notes.

She brushed her hands off to remove the dust, collected her books and walked out of the shelf and then out of the library not before giving the guy with the crab pattern shirt a glance.

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"So there is this party." Her friend announced as she glared at him.

"I am not gonna come." She said plastering a sickeningly sweet smile and her friend frowned.

"But. I came to that bookstore with you last week." He said to reason and she just shrugged it off.

"That was your choice." She said instead.

"Ahh, I hate you so much." He blurted.

"I love you too." She said with a smirk on her face and he just glared at her.

Her eyes drifted away from her angry friend to the familiar dimpled guy. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at him smile at a person who handed him a pamphlet and walked away.

"I will come to the party." She blurted out of nowhere.

"You what?" Her friend asked as he blinked at her.

"Just be happy that I said yes, bro." She said instead and walked away before he could ask her any other questions she didn't wanna answer.

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She looked at the note in her hand, the note she got today.

Would you like to meet someday? :)

The note said.

She was blushing like crazy. She was nervous, really nervous because she did a weird thing, she invited him to meet her near the infamous lamp post on the campus. Now, the thing was, the party was today and it was on the campus and a lot of people loved talking pictures at the lamp post and there was a party. She wanted to smack herself right in the face for doing such a stupid thing.

She placed the note back in her collection and walked towards the mirror to look at herself one last time before heading out. She wore a simple pair of blue washed jeans and matched it with a black full sleeved off shoulder top. She applied minimal makeup feeling self conscious and resisted the urge to wipe it off her face.

The campus was lit up and she could hear the bass booming through the halls of the dorm. She silently walked out of her dorm without interacting with anyone and kept walking till she reached the famous lamp post. She couldn't see anyone there except a group of girls who were talking a bunch of selfies leaning on the lamp post. She frowned slightly and made her way towards the party feeling a little disheartened.

"So, I found out why you came here." Her friend said as she raised one of her eyebrows while looking at him.

"It is him. Isn't it?" He asked and she blinked.

"Which him are you talking about?" She asked him.

"Ah, shoot, I forgot that there are two of hims." He said and she glared at him.

"That guy, the one from library." She said.

"Ha, I figured that out when I saw him walk out." He said and her eyes stopped wandering around.

"Walk out?" She asked him.

"Yeah. Why?" He asked but she dismissed him and hurried out of there pushing bodies out of her way.

She kept walking till she reached the lamp post and stopped when she looked at him. The familiar dimples etching on his face as he looked at the little stick note in his hand and smiled at it. Her heart beat so fast in her chest that she was scared that in another moment she will wake up from her dream or die. Her stomach and chest filled with butterflies which were fluttering all over there. She gulped as she blinked looking at him lean on the lamp post and smile as his eyes wandered around and stopped on her. He stopped leaning and stood straight as he looked at her.

She slowly walked towards him as he blinked looking at her. It was strange how both of them knew almost every small thing about each other but were strangers just because they never met. It was a strange feeling, she felt, it was him, the guy she had been in love and it was also him, the guy she wanted him to be. It would make no sense to anyone else but she couldn't explain how happy she felt and at the same time she was nervous.

She finally stood in front of him and he looked at her as he placed her note back in his pocket. There was a bag in his hand, it looked like a gift but she didn't wanna pry so she remained silent.

"Hey." He said hesitantly and it almost felt unreal to hear that voice, the voice she always heard in the form of a deep chuckle or when he called someone out from a distance, speak to her. His voice was different, raspy, leathery and unique just like him.

"Hey!" She exclaimed as he smiled at her.

"I got this for you." He said as he handed her the gift bag and she smiled at him and thanked him.

She looked at the pretty bag which had small potted plant in it with small flowers buds on its branches.

"Its a bonsai." He said as she looked up.

"A Jasmine plant." He said further as she looked at the little potted plant with a sparkle in her eyes.

He slowly leaned on the lamp post and looked at her with a smile as she touched the flower buds. She looked up and felt nervous under his gaze.

"What?" She asked him.

"I wish I could get flowers but I didn't expect us to meet this soon." He said instead.

"But you got me a plant that will eventually give me flowers." She said and he looked at her with a soft smile.

"Its one of my bonsai collection." He said nonchalantly and she felt a wave of flutters in her stomach, she remembered all the times he told about having a little plant nursery in his dorm room and about his roommate kept scolding him for making their room a zoo.

"Thank you." She said meaning it as she looked into his eyes.

"You're welcome." He said with a small nod.

"Wanna take a walk and talk or head to the party?" He asked.

"Let's take a walk." She said and he nodded.

They both walked in silence as they admired the surroundings with the booming sound that came from the party. They kept walking till the sound was faint and stood in front of the campus cafeteria which faced the garden. They sat on one of the benches as he looked at the night sky. She turned around and looked at him, his jaw was sharper than the knife in her kitchen and she resisted the urge to boop his nose. How can a person be so irresistible and adorable at the same time?

She wondered as she observed his features and his side profile in the calm surroundings.

"I saw you, one day, at the library sticking the note up." He said after a while and she froze.

"You did?" She asked.

"Yeah." He said as he let out a soft chuckle.

"I couldn't believe that it was you." He said instead and she felt her heart drop.

_What did he mean? Did she disappoint him? Did he expect someone prettier?_

Well, ofcourse he did. He deserved the best. Ofcourse, he had expectations. She thought.

A faint red flush appeared on his cheeks as he looked ahead avoiding her gaze and she felt her cheeks heat up too for no particular reason.

"You might not remember, but freshman year, I bumped into you and you guided me to my class. I found you fascinating since then and I don't want to creep you out but everytime I stuck that note on the shelf. I wish it was you who found it and you did." He said and her heart was on the verge to explode.

Ofcourse, she remembered the first time she saw him, he was so lost and she happened to bump into him. It felt like destiny had its own twisted way of making things happen.

"I remember." She said as he turned around to look at her and their eyes held the contact for longer than they should've.

"It's getting late, we should head back" He said as she nodded and moved her eyes away from his face to look at her hands.

They got up and walked in silence, their hands brushed slightly when they walked and her heart raced everytime it did. They finally reached her dorm area. She looked at him stand in front of her wearing that black oversized sweatshirt with that cap on his head.

"I'll see you tomorrow, same time, same place." He said as she looked at him and nodded with a smile.

He came closer to her hesitantly and leaned forward to place his lips softly against her cheek. It made her heart beat so fast that she was sure that she will collapse on the floor. Her entire face warmed at the feeling of his lips against her skin and she smiled as he pulled away and whispered a soft good night in her ears and she squeaked a good night back and ran back to her dorm.

She locked her door up and looked outside her window and found him nervously scratch the back of his neck with that dimpled smile on his face and look around. His eyes stopped when he looked at her figure at the window and waved at her. She waved her hand back at him with the same enthusiasm as he gave her one last bright smile before walking away.

She had a lot to think about and a lot of pending assignments and a hell of lecture from her best friend for leaving her at the party like that but she couldn't care less as she sighed and let herself fall on her bed to escape to her world of dreams.