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boyfhee · 11 months

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UNKISS ⋆ nrk

prompt · “you're so dumb” insert fond smile requested

g · bittersweet / fluff warnings · kissing, profanities wc · 0.9k

note · hi lily i hope u like this :< pls take care of urself, yeah? i luv u, and thanks to @flwrshee and @dokiyeom for beta reading + helping me with the ending. i asked both of them for advice and used neither's 😆☝️ go follow them

riki follows you closely behind as you rush down from the hallways to the middle of the football ground for some reason, anger spilling around with every step you take. “riki, what the fuck? what the actual fuck? how could y— why did you do that?”

“relax, it was just a kiss,” and his voice is calm, like it’s just a kiss, just a moment where his lips touched yours, like it’s an everyday thing, as if you’re making a big deal out of it by making it sound like he just committed a crime. you don’t know why or how he’s so normal about this while you feel every nerve in your body go off with sirens.

“my first kiss,” you turn around hastily, your index finger pointed at him as he takes a step back to avoid crashing into you. “it was my first kiss, riki, and you took it. you, and you’re not even my boyfriend,”

is this supposed to be a secret? yes. are you in the middle of the football ground throwing a tantrum like a five year old, for the world to know? also yes, and you couldn’t care less, actually. the fact that riki took your first kiss easily tops your list of concerns at the moment.

“i am,” he blinks, as if he’s stating a fact, hands on his waist like he’s making a completely valid point. “a fake one, but i am still your boyfriend,” you roll your eyes, scoffing at his oh so true words before shooting him a glare.

“that doesn’t even make sense. i thought i made it clear when i said ‘no kissing,’ at the beginning of this fake dating thing,” there were three rules, actually— no kissing, none of you are allowed to go on dates with someone else, this is a secret which means, none of you are allowed to breathe a word about this to anyone, not even your best friends.

“well, what do you expect me to do when your friends dare me to kiss you?” another factual information falls off his lips, it’s actually true this time. truth and dare with friends— never a good option, especially when you’re playing with your fake boyfriend and when your friends are spawns of the devil.

“i don’t know, you should’ve made an excuse to not kiss me, or you could’ve pretended to kiss me, you know, since this is all about pretending,” right, all about pretending, from pretending to date, to pretending to like each other, fake smiles and fake words of affirmations, fake sweet nothings whispered and fake claims of being in love— it’s all about pretending and riki, he isn’t enjoying this little play at all.

he doesn’t like that every i love you that leaves his mouth manages to convince the world but you. he hates that at the end of the day, every second spent with him is simply tagged as ‘fake dating’ under the chapters named after him in your life. riki despises the fact that no matter how true his feelings are, in your eyes, they’re just an act pulled by him to convince people he doesn’t care about, and he hates himself for not being able to tell you how he actually feels.

“eh, what’s done is done. besides, it can’t be that bad to kiss me,” so, he just picks up pieces of you from the smiles and hugs you give him here and there, hoping that there will be a day when you will actually consider turning whatever you two have into something more serious, something real.

you feel your cheeks heat up at his words as you turn around to face away from him. truthfully, the kiss wasn’t half bad. it only lasted for a few seconds, but the ghost of his lips still lingers over yours as if you’re the home they’ve been looking for. you can still taste faint flavour of strawberry from the strawberry milk he had during the game. the moment replays at the back of your head like a movie, one that makes your heart beat relentlessly everytime you think about it. you don’t even know why your mind keeps travelling back to it every now and then.

“whatever, ‘ki, first kisses are important to me,” you like the fact that he hasn’t noticed your flustered face, he likes the little name you’ve given him unknowingly. “i wish we could just…unkiss or something,”

“that isn’t even a thing,” he chuckles, earning another glare from you in return. “you’re so dumb,” your words make no sense, but riki can feel himself smiling fondly at your stupid thoughts, his eyes fixed on you while yours are staring at the horizon with slight annoyance. what you said is baseless, but the next second, he’s actually considering it; to unkiss, if that’s even a thing— he can make it a thing, perhaps,

the next thing you know, riki is cupping your face to make you look at him, and before you could say something, his lips are on yours again, catching you by surprise as he pulls you a little closer. you swear your heart might’ve just skipped several beats, another second passes as you process the situation, and riki pulls away the very next moment. “there, i returned your first kiss back to you,”

and all it took riki is a kiss to find his way to your head, and an unkiss to find his way to your heart.

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hoonvrs · 5 months

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SECOND BUTTON — n. riki

PAIRING riki × gnr

GENRE fluff, confessions, coming of age

WARNING none

W. COUNT 0.5k

S. NOTES happy bday to my baby <//3 cant believe he’s growing up

finishing high school is a bittersweet feeling.

realising that you’ll never be in the same school as all your friends anymore, that you won’t be seeing them five times a week when everyone moves on with their lives attending different colleges. safe to say it isn’t the happiest day in your eyes.

halls filled with students crying and hugging, some with markers in their hands as they write their goodbye messages on each other's t-shirts, their own covered in colourful messages.

everyone roaming the buildings one last time as a high school student before they leave to officially enter their adult stages. thankfully exams were over so the weight on your shoulders had lifted slightly, making sure to cherish the last few moments you had in this stage of life.

“guess what? i heard that kei is going to give hana his second button,” your friend gossiped, filling the whole group with gasps.

“poor guy, she’s definitely going to reject him.”

every year there would always be a select group of boys handing their crushes the second button of their uniform, a common confession practice at the end of high school year. there’s something sweet about it, giving the person you like the button closest to your heart instead of outright saying it.

it feels youthful, too shy to speak but brave enough to do something so bold in front of the whole school.

so after witnessing keis rejection live, your friends decided to go out to eat not being able to handle the second-hand embarrassment from their classmate. you didn’t make it too far out the school gates before someone called your name.

“yn!”

turning around to see someone running towards you, nishimura riki. everyone knew of riki for his dance skills always shown through the multiple stages and events he holds yearly, and maybe you’d spoken to him a few times but nothing enough to be considered friends.

you can hear your friends mumbling behind you as you walk towards him meeting him halfway, “hi riki, what’s up?”

there’s no denying riki is cute. from the mole adorning his face and his pouty lips, anyone could see he was blessed with looks alongside talent.

“erm—“ you could see him nervously fiddling as he reached for something from his pocket, “i just wanted to give you this.”

in his hands was a single gold button engraved with your school's cherry blossom design. you look up, scanning his uniform to see all his buttons intact except one.

the empty space where his second button once was stared back at you, as riki was starting to feel his adrenaline wear down and embarrassment start to crawl up his body when he noticed your friends a few feet away giggling and talking amongst themselves.

“you don’t have to take it. actually, this is stupid. i’m—“

before he could finish his sentence, you grabbed the button before his hands could close around it, clasping your own around the metal and pulling it closer to your own heart, “thank you riki, i'll text you?”

under different circumstances, you would’ve been worried how red the boy had gotten in the face as he aggressively nodded his head before running back the way he came.

maybe this next step is sweeter than expected.

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isoobie · 13 days

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he’s mine ✴︎ ( nrk )

relationship texts with your bf riki. gen crack & est rshp

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wvnkoi · 2 months

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RAINY MORNINGS ✶ NRK ─ ( 西村力 )

꒰ ☆ ꒱ : nishimura riki x fem!reader ꒰ ☆ ꒱ : use of pet names, kissing ꒰ ☆ ꒱ : fluff, drabble, 647 words

Y/N WOKE TO THE SOUND OF RAIN SOFTLY PATTERING AGAINST THE WINDOWS, AN ARM CURLED AROUND HER WAIST, AND A FINGER TRACING GENTLY ALONG HER CHEEK.

She didn’t open her eyes, just tugged the heavy comforter snugger around her shoulders and buried her head deeper into Riki’s chest with a smile.

This is what heaven must feel like, Y/N thought fondly as Riki pressed his soft lips to her temple, marking her skin with a tiny kiss. Warmth rose and spread throughout Y/N’s chest.

“G’morning, love,” Riki whispered against her skin. His voice was hoarse, as it always was when he woke up.

Y/N’s lips curled into a smile.

“Morning,” muttered Y/N, her voice thick with the same sleepy rasp. She burrowed her head further into Riki’s chest, her eyelashes tickling the base of Riki’s neck.

“Did you sleep well?” Riki asked, propping his chin on the top of Y/N’s head and threading his fingers through Y/N’s tousled hair.

Y/N sighed contentedly and nodded.

“Mm,” she said. She pulled away from Riki’s chest and gazed at her boyfriend through a thin coat of long, black lashes.

“I did. What about you?”

“Of course I slept well,” mumbled Riki. “I sleep beside you for a reason, don’t I?”

Y/N smiled and tucked a strand of black hair behind Riki’s ear before leaning in and kissing Riki gently. Their lips melted together like warm butter, and Y/N felt Ri-ki smile as their noses brushed together.

“You’re always so beautiful,” Riki said, slowly pulling away from the kiss. His lips traveled all around Y/N’s blushing face, peppering tiny kisses to the tip of her nose, the curve of her jaw, and her cheek.

“Even when I’ve just woken up, all messy and groggy?”

Riki gingerly cupped Y/N’s cheek in his hand and kissed her again.

“Especially then,” he murmured against Y/N’s lips. He gazed at his girlfriend lovingly as he said, “You’re beautiful all the time. Always will be, no matter the situation.”

Y/N blushed as she gave a small laugh.

She closed her eyes, dropping her head against the sturdiness of her boyfriend’s broad chest, her arms hugging Riki, and her cheek resting on top of his thrumming heart. She lodged one of her thighs in the middle of Riki’s own thighs, and a serene sigh left her lips.

Riki cradled the back of Y/N’s head with his hand and curled his arm loosely around her back.

Outside, the rain continued falling from the early morning clouds and quietly rapping against the roof and windows. Thunder roared in the sky, and an icy gust swept through the land. Y/N was thankful that she was wrapped in bed with a thick comforter and thin throw blanket on top, safely enclosed in the arms of her lover.

“You know,” Riki said after a long moment passed, “We gotta get up at some point.”

Y/N shook her head and hugged Riki tighter. “No,” she said promptly. “The day can wait. I’m too comfy to get up.”

Riki snorted and planted one last kiss on the crown of Y/N’s head.

“Silly girl, alright. We can lie here for a little longer.”

As they laid there together, they occasionally stirred to steal a slow and lazy kiss from each other’s lips.

@WVNKOI | 2024.

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2800 · 8 months

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Ni-Ki as your Boyfriend (Instagram Stories)

Hyung Line: Jay Heeseung Sunghoon Jake Maknae Line: Sunoo Jungwon Roleplay!

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stariikis · 3 months

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𝙞 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣… [n.rk]

synopsis ; riki comforts you after a long day. this is perfect for you to read if you have imposter's syndrome and a tendency to blame yourself for everything !! 🎀

pairing ; nishimura riki x gn!reader genre ; comfort, pure pure sadness and comfort. established relationship. warnings ; mention of suicide, depression

When you were losing your mind, tears practically a smeared layer over your skin, Riki knew just how to pull you into his arms and hug back some light into your life.

When you insisted nothing was ever enough, in a delirious, exhausted daze of numbness and emptiness, Riki would take your hands in his. A sad, warm flicker of understanding in his eyes. But he would never say anything; he’d never let out a single word.

You could be so tired that colourful spirals would blur your vision. So utterly lost in your own little brain that you start to lose parts of yourself. You lose the ability to feel, to reach out and grab your emotions like they’re tangible objects you can manoeuvre with your bare hands.

Then, Riki would reach out and sweep you into an embrace that solely aims to comfort. With a hug so tight you forget why your head is even spinning anymore. A soft kiss would caress your temple and prevent you from slipping further into crazed oblivion.

It’s no different this time, as a blank stare graces your face and you mindlessly drop your bag onto the floor. And then collapse right beside it. The tears you’ve been holding back are finally given permission to break free. Riki, who immediately looked up in excitement the moment you got home, dropped everything and came to your side.

You can’t take it anymore. Your hands shake and you think you’re explaining what’s happened to your boyfriend, but you’re probably just spewing incomprehensible gibberish. Your whole face feels so repulsive and so soaked as he brings your head close to his chest. His lips are moving along your ear, and you can’t tell whether he’s saying anything or not.

When you finally come down, breaths so heavy they seem to search for no answer, Riki angles your head towards him. The way so much emotion seeps into his gaze should make you dissolve into even more tears. But you just hold his stare, seeking a validation you can’t explain in words. With a helplessness that is so intense you can’t describe it.

It’s not working. Nothing is. An inky blotch of pain forms in your chest. Riki isn’t helping anymore, and without his help, you’re nothing. You’re absolutely useless.

Feeling translucent like a ghost, hazy and penetrable but still oh, so alive, you can sense the energy draining from your body. Slumping over Riki’s shoulder, you try and fail to catch your breath. How could you do this to yourself? Just a while back you promised yourself that you would heal. You wouldn’t fall into the demon’s trap again, you wouldn’t plummet into the depths of your struggles. Most importantly, you wouldn’t burden Riki to take care of you instead of you managing yourself.

You know he, too, has been through a lot. So much more than he would ever dare to admit. But the moment you saw him curl into himself, in an almost foetal position, in the middle of the dance studio… it’s enough for your own heart to break on his behalf.

His voice faltering as he mutters, “It’s never good enough…”

It’s a memory you would never want to relive. It’s a reminder that replays like a beloved childhood movie, over and over again, every single time your body dares to succumb to the numbness. How dare you. How dare you feel this kind of hurt when Riki has been through so much more than you have? Your vision blurs over once more like you’re cross-eyed.

“You’re enough,” Riki whispers, scooting away so you can look at him directly. Genuity lies in his gaze. It gives you a flicker of hope. A flame that hopefully will eventually start to spread. “You’re always enough.”

It sounds like he’s saying it from experience, and it pains you even more at the thought.

But you slowly feel yourself coming back to earth. Coming back into his arms. Nishimura Riki’s arms. He repeats it like a spell, like an incantation he has to recite for you to get it in your head. “You’re good enough for me.”

Surprisingly, after he drops a kiss to your neck and rests his head on your shoulder, you can feel wet patches starting to dot your clothes. Riki, your precious boy, who you’d give the world for, and vice versa.

He will never know how many times he’s saved you from the utter brink of death.

thank you for reading! even though i poured out my heart into this i'm not very satisfied and i don't really know how to be ! but i'll post it anyway and see how it does (dont flop im begging....)

remember to check out you in the rain , a ni-ki fic MUCH fluffier and cuter than this one. it's for all the taylor stans and wifty fans <3

more of my works >

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icysab · 1 year

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niki boyfie hcs ✫彡

requested here!

tags: disgusting fluff, gn reader (i mention a few things that are “traditionally feminine” though? like makeup, etc.— none of these things are actually gendered ofc but i just wanted to give a heads up!)

wc: <150? probably

- will do anything (and i mean anything) just to see your smile :)

- makes stupid faces at you when you’re in the middle of something

- will fall asleep on you i don’t make the rules

- you’re just so comfy how could he not!

- likes watching random youtube videos with you

- he sends you 584838 random cat tik toks LOL

- and i think he’d have trouble showing affection so instead he does it by acting all cocky and teasing you a ton

- but if you outright call him cute or pretty or something similar, he will not know how to react

- HE’D GET FLUSTERED SO QUICK (cutie niki agenda!!)

- mario cart dates

- would attempt to either do your makeup or nails or hair and make the biggest goddamn mess

- but you couldn’t find it in yourself to tell him to stop because he looks so cute n proud of his monstrosity creation

- he’d try to bake you smth too and it’d be god awful but you’d choke it down and smile at him because there was no way you were going to shatter his cute, proud grin

- your biggest defender fr

- always sticks up for you no matter what

- HE’S THE ONLY ONE ALLOWED TO MAKE FUN OF YOU NO ONE ELSE >:(

- likes to do really spontaneous things with you (think late-night convenience store runs, water fights during the summer, random & stupid pranks HAHA)

- your name on his phone is something really stupid, like rat (the partner 🙄)

- but he actually has a really cute pic of you as your pfp and he gets all mushy when he sees it

- really wants to impress all of your friends and make them like him

- (he never had to try anyway— they all think he’s perfect for you)

- would feign disgust at the prospect of matching couple things but would secretly hope that you bring it up to him and “force” him to participate

- squishes your cheeks <3

i have some more but that’s gonna be all for now!!

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misojunnie · 9 months

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Hi I love your blog and I really loved your nicho and K (&Team) as boyfriends headcanon. I would like to request a Ni-ki (enhypen) as boyfriend headcanon. Thank you so so much ❤️🌹💖🌸💋💕♥️😍 I also love your writing style. 💝🌻

니키 - niki as your bf!

ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ʚϊɞ.

would text you absolutely anything he found funny, even if you’re at work or it’s 2 am

play fighting is a must.

you guys are bickering 24/7 but everyone knows that’s just your love language

he’s sooooo annoying omfg. constantly pranking you and pissing you off on purpose because he thinks it’s cute when you’re mad

“you are so fucking annoying, riki.” “just shut up and kiss me already.”

buys you cute little figurines and trinkets he finds while shopping

he always remembers your favorite characters from cartoons, anime, books or whatever

comes over to your house just to be lazy/do nothing because he likes being around you

hugs you from behind when you’re busy with stuff and puts his chin on your shoulder

tries to bake brownies for you but almost burns the kitchen down

when you first started dating, he was so nervous

he would stutter and constantly trip over his own feet, stumbling and fumbling his words

but now that you’re official, he’s much more cocky

(he still gets shy sometimes though)

soft kisses on your cheeks and forehead when he’s feeling gentlemanly

will just grab your face and smother you in kisses peppered all over your face while you laugh and tell him to stop

loves to show off for you!

constantly checking to see if you’re watching when he makes a basket in basketball or wins his video game

he cares a lot about what you think of him

always tried to bring you flowers, but they just end up getting crushed, all the petals falling off

“what happened to the flowers?” “oh, you like them? they got a little squashed on the bike ride here…”

bonus: texts with bf niki!

a/n: ty for the sweet comment, I really appreciate it :( I was super excited about this rq bc I’ve been wanting to make more bf content for my ult enha <3 keep the requests coming, it puts a smile on my face!!

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lilykatelyn-blog · 9 months

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can I request some Niki boyfriend headcanons? No smut ofc, gotta protect our precious maknae 🥺 also can I be 🤪 anon if you take anons?

ꨄ BF NIKI HEADCANONS ꨄ

SEND IN A REQUEST

pairing: bf!niki x gn!reader

genre: fluff, slight angst?

summary: just some cute bf niki headcanons♡

note: thank you so much for this request 🤪anon! I’ve been craving some enha bf lately and I’m crying rn, why is Niki so cute😭

bf!niki who loves to bother you with his height. You cannot tell me this man does not love to put things on the highest shelf, just to see you struggle, he just gives off those vibes.

bf!niki who loves to see you and cuddle up to you after a long day at dance practice. He just loves coming up to you after he goes over to your place and showers and cuddling up to you. He even has his own little corner in your closet so he doesn’t have to go over all the way to the dorms and then all the way over to your place.

bf!niki who always comforts you when you cry and when you just need a hug. He hates seeing you cry no matter what the reason is, that’s why he always tries to cheer you up and make you happy so you stop crying.

bf!niki who knows all your favorite snacks, movies, tv shows, everything. He makes an effort to always watch one of your favorites during movie night. He always buys you your favorite snacks, food, and drink(s) before movie night so you can both enjoy it.

bf!niki who’s inexperienced at relationships, so he does everything to pamper you and buys you everything you point at that’s in store windows. He gets insecure very easily, but just a little bit of reassurance and he’s back at his fluffy personality.

bf!niki who I have mentioned hates seeing you cry, hates it even more when it’s because of him. He hates when you two fight and he hates seeing you on the couch, avoiding his gaze and trying to watch your show.

bf!niki who does anything to make you smile again, who apologizes over and over again, tearing up. He cries, even going to beg you on his knees to look at him.

bf!niki who smiles so widely when you open up the blanket and accept his cuddles and apologies. He smiles even wider when you apologize, telling you it’s not your fault, but just smiling at the thought of you two making up.

bf!niki who won’t let you go once you two start cuddling, unless it’s to use the restroom or get food/drinks. Who pouts even when you move away from him for a second.

bf!niki who loves you endlessly and reminds you that every night before you two fall asleep cuddling. Who whispers softly in your ear how much he loves and appreciates you.

bf!niki who is too precious for this world♥︎

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jennaissantes · 1 year

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hi! id like to request niki from enhypen with idol!crush "you think im cute"

texts with idol!riki x idol!reader

genre: friends to loverz — fluff (reader is female)

warnings: none i think! mentions of food

authors note: hahahhahahahahahahah so i made it a text au. bc why the fuck not. i love riki. thank u for requesting 🌷

(my own writing makes me so sad.)

hope you enjoyed! reblogs and feedback are much appreciated 🌷🌷

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boyfhee · 1 year

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⋆ EARLY MORNING CONFESSIONS · nrk

synopsis · mornings with you are riki's favourite ( 0.88k )

genre · established relationship, saur much fluff

notes · for my lovely @homelycat bff thank you for tolerating me & also enabling the inner hee stan ☝️☹️ u r so sweet i love u thank you for blessing enhablr with your fics i swear if you're missing on ten's works you are missing out on everything !!! go read her works or idk sleep with one eye open :/

riki loves to watch you sleep.

it's nothing new. you've been living together for a little over a year now, his mornings begin with you sleeping by his side most of the time, but riki doesn't look like he has moved on from the way you look when you're sleeping.

he thinks you look funny— ugly, maybe not ugly, but definitely funny. you look like such a mess, make weird faces, leave trails of incoherent words that wake him up in the middle of the night. your limbs are all over the bed and most of the time, they're above him, as if he's your bed or something. you never wake up the way you go to sleep, always ending up on his side of the bed, pushing him to the edge while wrapping your arms around him as if you're holding him from falling down, like you're not the reason why he's in that position in the first place. you end up taking the whole comforter and it got to the point where riki suggested using two different comforters for the sake of both of you, but it didn't help either, since you would leave yours and slide into his every single night.

but he doesn't complain, not at all. he doesn't mind if you steal his comforter and he has to sleep without one every night. it's fine if he falls down from bed once a few days, or if he wakes up with neck or back pain thanks to your habit of having your hands and legs all over him. riki doesn't have any complaints because he thinks it's a blessing to wake up every night and look at your beautiful face.

he thinks you're the prettiest while sleeping because you don't seem to care about the way you have to present yourself to people, even if it's just him and you in the room. you smile while sleeping, or frown, make some sort of angry face, etcetera etcetera; riki thinks it's adorable, because those are the moments when he realises he's in love with you.

"you could've woken me up," and sometimes, he's too busy falling in love with you, he doesn't realise you've woken up already.

"thought i'd let you sleep a little more," he speaks just above the comforting silence enveloping the two of you, trying to maintain the decorum, matching the intensity of his voice with yours while caressing your cheeks. "you're making me want to sleep again,"

"well, y—" he slips in next to you, making you shift involuntarily to make space for him. his hands are a little cold, sending bits of shivers down your spine as he wraps them around your waist, letting his fingertips trace random patterns on the bare skin under your sweatshirt. "i'd love to sleep more but, we need to make breakfast,"

"what's so good about breakfast at seven on a winter morning?" he whispers against the crook of your neck.

you chortle at the contact, "maybe that it can help me with my hunger?"

"if we sleep, we won't be hungry anymore," riki pulls back, allowing his eyes to admire your face while you take your time presuming the words behind his love sick eyes. "can i tell you something?"

"go on,"

"i think i'm in love with you,"

your lips curl into a smile, "you tell me that every day," or more so, multiple times, every day. it's more of a reminder so that you don't forget he loves you, and that he loves you more than anything else in this world, as if you're ever going to forget it.

"no i mean, i'm in love with you right now, at the moment, while we're lying next to each other; like, i'm falling in love with you right now and—" a pause, as if he's trying to build up suspense or create the atmosphere. it's simply a riki thing to do, he wants everything about you to be special. "— and, i don't think i can ever stop falling in love with you,"

it's magical how every single word that falls off his lips manages to flutter your heart. his smile never fails to fluster you even though you've been dating for three years now. riki has you going crazy and also keeps you sane. it's difficult, but you're somewhere in between. he has you head over heels for himself, making you fall for him every morning that you wake up. he's keeping you afloat but is also the reason why you're drowning. he is like a pool of contradictions in your life and you can't help it because every part of him makes you feel alive.

that is the effect riki has on you. so, you cup his cheeks, hoping that you have the same, if not more, effect on him as well. "i don't think i can ever stop falling in love with you either,"

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hoonvrs · 9 months

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ROUND AND AROUND — n. riki

req for 1k event!

PROMPT [ two, 9 ] picking you up and twirling you when they’re excited

PAIRING riki x gnr

GENRE est. relationship, fluff

WARNINGS none

W. COUNT 0.6k

S. NOTE last but not least my baby riki. this is the last req from my event ( long overdue ik but shhh ) but I tried to make it a little special for my special boy and i genuinely had fun writing this so hopefully it’s good <3

also the title being one of my fave songs ever. jo yuri u will be punished for making it so so short

the sounds of machines beeping and other teenagers screaming rang through your ears as you walked through the arcade hand-in hand with riki. walking past all the friends playing with the claw machines before you pulled him back towards one that caught your eyes.

“oh my god, how cute!” you said, digging through your pocket to ply one round before you felt riki push you away to take your place.

you see him slot in a coin as he bends down a little to grab the joystick, posture relaxed “i’m an expert, watch me get it on the first try for you.”

fast forward, it’s been over half an hour and still no plushie in sight. your competitive boyfriend refuses to give up after many failed attempts, something about not letting a stupid machine hurt his ‘manly’ pride. he was hunched over the control keys, knees bent, as he followed the claw using his whole upper body.

after another fail you begin to tug at the bottom of his shirt, “come on, babe. we all know they’re rigged, and you’ve already spent too much on it.”

you see him huff under his breath, annoyance starting to show through his face still adamant on winning. suddenly shooting up straight, startling you as he whips his head towards you. If there was a lightbulb above his head, it would’ve turned on, “hug me.”

“what?” you looked at him confused, seeing him looking completely serious.

“hug me, you’re my lucky charm,” he grabbed your arms, encouraging you to wrap around his waist, and how could you say no after all the effort — and money — he has used to discourage him now? so, slowly wrapping your arms around him wasn’t the problem, but the awkward situation it left you in with him slightly bending into you.

trying to ignore the questioning glances thrown your way by people just trying to walk past you two as riki goes back into focus with a deep breath.

you couldn’t see much of what was going on, having your view obstructed by your boyfriend's huge back until you start to feel him shake. he turned around so quickly you barely had time to register before you suddenly felt your feet leave the ground.

rikis excited about winning the plushie after god knows how much time and money manifested in him lifting you and spinning you both, “i knew you were my lucky charm!”

leaving no room for you to respond, he quickly places you down as he turns to retrieve the plushie, an almost jarring yellow duck with pink round cheeks and a puffy beak. presenting it to you like a cat would when leaving a dead bird at your doorstep, all pridefully accompanied by the biggest box smile on display.

“here you go, bae. why’d you pick this duck anyway?” he asked, the adrenaline of finally winning evidently still hadn’t worn off yet. you slowly raised the plushie to be beside rikis head, now having two ducks facing you.

you could see the gears turning in his head, but no dots were connecting as he slightly tilted his head with a pout on his lips. you could swear he was trying to copy the duck if you hadn’t known him well enough.

“no reason, just cute.”

shrugging in response, as he grabs your hand to pull you towards another game that wouldn’t suck your pockets dry. looking down to see the duck snug between your forearm and chest and looking up to see the boy you love who looked almost identical.

but of course, one of them is way cuter.

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foresdxw · 2 years

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when niki stands up for you

riki x reader | angst/comfort | while someone demeans your lover, standing up for them. either in word, or by physically placing yourself right in front of them as a protective barrier | anon im using she pronouns with this lmk if you want a rewrite w neutral ones

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niki was watching you in his seat from afar, leaning back. you got up to get more napkins at the cafe you were at, but got held up by someone niki didn’t recognize.

niki couldn’t hear what was happening, but he frowned as you crossed your arms and glared up at the girl who was getting more and more in your face.

he furrowed his brows, debating whether he should get up. he didn’t like that look on your face, and he especially didn’t like how the girl was starting to raise her voice louder and louder, but he knew you could take care of these things yourself. you were a tough one, but that also meant sometimes ‘taking care of things yourself’ your way involved getting yourself hurt, or into trouble, and he didn’t want that to happen.

niki never wanted anything bad to happen to you. so when a man got up to stand next to the girl and join in, shouting at you, he flew out of his seat.

“hey, what’s the problem?” niki came up behind you and wrapped his hand around the back of your neck, squeezing it in reassurance, but also so he could get a good grip and move you out of the way if things got worse.

“she was drooling over my boyfriend.” the girl spat at him.

“your girlfriend was looking at me like she wanted me,” the boy added. “and not at you.”

at this point, you weren’t actually niki’s girlfriend, although he really wished you were— he didn’t want you being more uncomfortable than you already were and started to correct you. honestly, he stuttered a bit, because hearing you being referred to as his girlfriend gave him butterflies. “o— oh, sh—“

you brought one of your hands back to his chest, stopping him from speaking any further.

niki widened his eyes for two reasons— one, because you didn’t seem to have a problem that they thought you were his girlfriend, and two, because you rolled your eyes, and shouted, “i literally. wasn’t. looking at him.” he felt you shaking under his fingers. “why would i want to look at your ugly boyfriend over him,” you gestured to niki.

he didn’t have time to think about how that comment effected him because it all happened so fast— the millisecond the guy took a step forward, he pulled you back by the neck, grabbed your hand and held you somewhat behind him, grabbing the finger the man was going to point in your face with in his other hand.

“hey!” the man shouted. “your girl needs to watch her fucking mouth,” he yanked his finger out of niki’s grip.

“please, this guy’s not her boyfriend,” the girl laughed. “she’s never had a boyfriend. she flirts with everyone like a slut, but nobody actually wants her or cares about her. i told you about her, remember? the one one who got rejected by jungwon. she was trying sooo hard, and it was so obvious he thought she was weird.”

her comments got to you, and niki could tell. he knew you got rejected— he was there to comfort you after it happened. but he had no idea you’ve never had a boyfriend.

you started pulling at niki’s hand, feeling like you had been exposed, wanting nothing more than to run away and never come back here again, but niki held you tighter.

“she is my girlfriend.” he declared, heart beating out of his chest as he stared the guy down— niki was easily much taller than him. “and you’re lucky i care about her more than i care about beating you up right now.”

“niki,” you tried pulling him back, not wanting him to actually beat someone up, although that would be satisfying to see and kinda hot.

“and she doesn’t flirt with everyone, you just don’t understand what being nice is.” your heart swelled at how he was defending you.

“no way, you wouldn’t date her,” the girl scoffed in disbelief. even though the girl thought you were a loser, she couldn’t deny that niki was tall, handsome, talented, and basically everything that a cool boyfriend was. “she’s a loser.”

“she’s amazing,” niki fired back immediately. “she’s nice to everyone she meets, she always makes me laugh, she’s smarter than anyone i know, and she’s beautiful. she’s the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen. and jungwon’s an idiot for rejecting her because she’s got to be the best girlfriend and best friend anyone could ask for. she’s always cheering me on and looking out for me and having fun with me. she makes every day better. i don’t care what people think. i would date her. i would date her over and over,” he declared, and he meant it. he meant every word of what he said and everyone could hear it in his voice.

“niki,” you sniffled, eyes welling up with tears. you had no idea he thought these things about you.

niki finally turned around as soon as he heard you sniffle. he melted as soon as he saw your tear stained cheeks and forgot all about those people, pulling you closer and bringing his palm up to your cheek, wiping your tears away. “hey, don’t cry…”

“do you mean it?” you whispered, so only he could hear.

“of course i mean it,” he whispered fiercely, staring into your eyes.

“ugh, you’re kidding me!” the girl shouted.

you giggled as you heard her drag her boyfriend away, and niki giggled too— that boxy smile that went all the way up to his eyes that you adored.

you caught him staring at your lips as your giggles died down. you knew that you were in public, but you didn’t care. you closed the distance between you and kissed him.

niki made a small humming noise, moving his hand to cup your jaw and deepen the kiss.

“HEY! NO PDA!” the cafe staff shouted.

you laughed as you pulled away. “oh, now they want to intervene!”

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loveywon · 1 year

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♡𓂃 LITTLE LEAGUE !

pairing: childhoood best friend!riki x gn!reader

wc: 4.4k+

synopsis: you and riki are inseperable, laughing at stupid and immature jokes, but once you start to take school seriously, you realize that riki's jokes aren't funny anymore. ib little league by conan gray!

warnings: ANGST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! like two penis jokes i think, danielle and hanni from newjeans mentions, danielle is a little instigator, reader is not mean but they're growing as a person, sad riki, angst again, not proofread

“y/nnnnnnn,” riki whines, tugging on your sleeve to hurry up and walk faster. “we’re gonna miss the bus!” he urges as you trudge behind him, slouching lazily due to the lack of sleep you had from studying last night.

“i’m sooo tired,” you complain, rubbing your eyes. your feet are being practically dragged across the cement sidewalk with riki lightly skipping ahead of you. he frowns when he looks over his shoulder at you, “i told you to get good sleep or else you’re gonna have trouble waking up,” he nags as if he was your mother, to which you merely roll your eyes. “take it up with the bio teacher then! not my fault she assigned so much work,” you sigh, finally coming to a stop at the bus stop and riki releases your sweater sleeve. you immediately plop down on the edge of the sidewalk, burying your head in your hands with a groan.

he hates seeing you like this, truly. you take your studies so seriously, compared to him. he’s about to reach the limit of excused absences he can have, yet you’re showing up everyday with perfect attendance. you barely have any time to hang out with him anymore. he asks you every single day after school, praying for a yes, let’s go to the café, but ever since the two of you started junior year of high school, it’s been no, i can’t. i need to study! everyday when he asks. he used to understand, he really did! he knows how important doing good in school is to you. but when school is getting in the way between him and your time to spend time together, he can’t help but be a little bitter whenever you reject his offer. plus, you seem tired everyday before you get on the bus, but once you get through the school doors you’re bright and alive. he doesn’t know how you do it, really, but he wishes you would give yourself a break every once in a while.

he remembers when the two of you would hang every living moment together, ever since second grade when you would chase him around in the school field but fell flat on your face when you tripped on your shoelaces. he laughed straight at you, but you were so young, humiliation wasn’t a feeling registered in you, so you laughed along with him. he thought he’s never seen someone so beautiful with pieces of dirt on their face.

the first time you said no to hanging out with him was the second week of starting your junior year of high school. he didn’t think about it twice, until you said no for the third time in one week. that was absolutely mind shocking, he claimed. then you started to make other friends in your more advanced classes that he wasn’t in. he’s not a gatekeeper, he didn’t care you hung out with other people. but soon it seemed like you were having more study sessions with them instead of playing video games with him, and he thinks he might be losing his mind from not spending time with you.

the bus soon arrives, and he taps your shoulder to let you know. peeking your head up, you begrudgingly get up and make your way onto the bus behind riki. you slide into the seat he chooses, and your eyes are immediately closed to catch up on some missing sleep, even if it’s only a fifteen minute ride to school. he gently lays your head on his shoulder to allow you a more comfortable position, and you’re easily soothed to sleep as soon as the bus drives off. riki thinks this is really the longest time he gets to spend time with you throughout the day (other than lunch but your nose is buried in your textbooks), even if you’re not even speaking to him. he just enjoys your company.

your friends don’t like riki. simple as that.

“y/n, are you seriously friends with nishimura?” they asked you one night during the study sessions. the question piqued curiosity in you — no one has ever asked such a question like that, and the way they worded it made it sound like you were committing a crime. you scrunched your brows together, shaking your head, “yeah, i am. why?” to which they only replied with a shrug as if the answer was simple and easy.

“he’s so immature. and you’re not. you guys are like opposites! like he thinks everything is a joke and likes to make stupid innuendos that aren’t even funny. you’re nothing like him.”

you thought they were stupid. their words were stupid. riki was funny, to you! you always laughed at his jokes even if they were stupid, but because it was from riki, it was funny. if anyone else were to say the same joke, you don’t think you’d be laughing. you never told riki what your friends had said to you that day. not because it’d hurt riki, no— he’s a strong individual and can take a few mean words from a complete stranger. you never told him because you found yourself thinking about your friend’s words. you’re nothing like him, like bullshit! you had the same humor as him, it’s one of the things you two have the most in common. until the next day, he made some joke about a cloud shaped like a penis, you didn’t laugh.

then it became more frequent. with you deadpanning at his immature dirty jokes, riki feels slightly affected and tries to change up his humor so that he’ll get to hear your laugh again. he thinks it's getting rarer to hear you laugh with him. but you still spend time with him, so surely you’re not sick of him, right? but now you’re always unavailable, always hanging out with your new friends. you start drinking bitter matcha now (well it’s bitter to him) instead of your sickly sweet caramel frappuccino. not to say he misses the old you, because he thinks he’ll love you no matter what version of you the universe decides to give him, but he’s having trouble with adapting to your new acquired “taste”.

but now whenever riki sees you laugh with your new friends, he can’t help but feel defeated. you switch between sitting with your friends and with him every other day at lunch, and even though he’s expressed multiple times to you that he wants to meet your new friends, you always brush it off. you explain to him that your new friends are just people who you think won’t get along with him, and he knows you’re not telling the exact truth, but he’s fine with whatever if you’re fine.

it’s his day for you to eat lunch with him, and as per usual, you’re writing something down into your notebook, not paying attention to what riki has to say. “when was the last time we played mario kart? you know you can come over whenever you’re free right? you don’t even have to let me know, literally just knock on the door and i’ll open it!” he rambles, already more than halfway done with his food but your tray is still full. he frowns, pushing your tray closer to your textbook. “eat, y/n,” he nudges you, causing your pen to make a mistake on your paper. you sigh, setting it down. “sorry, riki. what were you saying? something about…um… coming over? sorry, you know i have, like, three tests this week! maybe next week, yeah?” you apologize, and your words are empty and riki knows it. he slouches in his seat, nodding but not really accepting. “yeah…next week,” he mumbles.

he doesn’t ever get mad at you, because truthfully everything that you do that would normally tick him off, he let’s it slide. because it’s you. he should be used to the constant rejection from you, and even though its just saying no to hanging out, it’s starting to feel like rejection of his love for you. he almost has to fight the urge to stand up on the lunch tables and announce his feelings for you with a megaphone and have the school band play wedding music for you. he wonders if you even see him in that light. but you two don’t just do friend stuff behind closed doors. then again, he doesn’t have any other friends to compare what you two do together, so what does he know?

you finally look up at him, only to be met with sad eyes staring down at his hands. you frown, placing your hand on top of his own. “riki, i really am sorry. i do want to play mario party or whatever it is you wanted to play, but you know…” you start to apologize again, and you don’t even have to complete your sentence because riki already knows. he nods once more, “no, really. it’s fine, y/n. go get that A, yeah?” he offers a smile and you return it but both of you know the conversation was full of meaningless promises.

you feel insanely bad. which is why you find yourself standing outside of riki’s door, waiting patiently for him or his parents to open up. it’s been almost an entire month since you last hung out with him after school, and seeing the saddest face riki had last week during lunch made you feel guilty. riki opens up the door, grinning ear to ear at your appearance. “y/n! i didn’t think you’d actually come this week,” he says truthfully as he steps to the side to let you in. shutting the door behind him, he gestures for you to head into his room. you walk up the stairs with a small laugh, “i can’t let you beat me at mario kart! i know you’ve been secretly practicing by yourself.” you joke with him, but little do you know that riki doesn’t even touch the game unless you’re over.

“nah, whenever i beat you it is pure talent and skill. you just suck,” he sticks out his tongue at you, rushing into his bedroom after you and shutting his door. the two of you plop down on his carpeted floor, back against the foot of his bed like you two used to do in elementary. he immediately reaches to turn on the console, handing you a controller. “yeah, right! whoever wins the first round has to pay for dinner later!” you bet and he agrees, of course, because it’s in his nature to be competitive and he’d never turn down a possible free dinner.

you cheer, laughing as you flop onto his bed like it's your own. “i thought i was gonna be rusty, i can’t believe i still won!” you grin and he rolls his eyes, joining you on the bed as well. “whatever…” he mutters, too ashamed to admit he was actually trying to beat you but still lost. you pout at him, poking his side which causes him to stifle in laughs from being ticklish. “aww, don’t be sad. i’ll still pay half of dinner,” your grin turns into a smile and he pokes your side back. “hey! stop!” you yell, attacking back at him and he fails to stifle his laugh in. he bursts into loud laughter and you join alongside him. it’s been so long since he’s heard you laugh, he feels like his ears have been graced from heaven once again.

after both of your laughters died out, riki turns to face you, a smile gracing his boyish features. “i missed you, y/n,” he says suddenly, and it takes you off guard. you frown. you know what he means, and you wish he didn’t say anything at all. “what do you mean? i’m with you every morning at the bus and every other lunch,” you say, a weak attempt to divert this conversation. riki shakes his head, “no, not like that! i just mean like…it’s been so long since we’ve played games like this and…i don’t know. actually talked…” he mumbles, feeling vulnerable and shy from expressing his feelings that he normally does not do. you bite your lower lip, sitting up. “sorry, riki…really. it’s just…i wanna be able to go to a good university and get scholarships since my parents can’t really afford a full tuition so my grades are super important and my other friends help me keep up. i would spend more time with you if you had…um—“ you feel bad for your next words, but riki knows where you’re getting at. “if i had good grades.” he finishes for you, and you slowly nod. “it’s okay, y/n. i understand, seriously, i do! so don’t apologize, you’re just doing what you have to do..” he sighs, giving you a weak smile.

you’re grateful that he understands the situation you’re put into. so, you wish to help him too. “actually! why don’t you come to one of our study sessions? we can help you with history? i know you hate that class so it’d be good for you,” you offer, a large smile on your face that makes riki hard to refuse. “oh…um,” he starts, unsure because he hates studying and is too awkward to hang out with a bunch of new people at one time. but for you, he’ll handle it somehow. “sure. when?” you clap your hands together excitedly, engulfing him in a hug. you’ve asked him before a few times, and he always refused and made some excuse like soccer practice. “ahh, yay! tomorrow, library, after school! i’ll meet you at your locker, okay? i’m so glad you’re agreeing. you never took your studies seriously,” you ramble, and riki visibly gulps, obviously nervous as he nods. “okay…”

your friends have no idea that you’re bringing riki along for your usual study session. you tried to tell them, really. except you already know that they have their prejudice against him and they would try to get you to not bring him, and you refuse to break your promise to riki. you fear for the awkwardness that will happen when your friends see you walk in with your best friend.

“hey, are you ready?” you ask as you approach him at his locker. he shuffles through his locker, reaching for a textbook before he closes it. nodding, he gives a slight smile but it doesn’t meet his eyes. he’s obviously not excited. “just leave if you don’t want to go…but at least stay for like, five minutes?” you say when you notice his nervous fiddling with the edge of his book. he nods once again, “okay… um, where is the library again?” he’s been to the school library once, and he didn’t even go inside. he was there just to walk home with you after your study session.

you laugh, “just come.” you take his hand, and riki swears his heart skips more than a beat as his feet get dragged from you. a smile graces his feature, happy to just see you get excited over him joining you and your other friends. you’re a few minutes late when you walk into the library, heading over to the usual table that your friends usually sit at. their heads all look up from their books upon your arrival, and they all smile at you but it slowly fades away when they see a shy riki behind you, slightly peeking over your head. he already had a feeling that your friends weren’t very fond of him, but this just confirmed it. he bites his inner cheek when you take a seat and gesture for him to take the seat beside you. “hi guys. hope you don’t mind i brought riki with me. he needed some help with history,” you explain with a hushed whisper, and even though you can tell the distaste on their faces, they all nod and give a small wave at riki’s direction. he returns their waves, forcing a smile.

what did you mean he needs help? he didn’t need help, really! if he wanted to study he could just do it himself. it was his choice that he didn’t want to study. it was just so unfun, he never understood why you spend so much free time studying despite knowing that you care about your grades. sometimes, he thinks you care too much. he furrows his brows when one of your friends, danielle, slides a sheet a paper at him. “hi, i’m danielle. i’m pretty good at history, so i can help you, if you want,” she offers. the thing is, he doesn’t want her help. he wants your help, but you’re too busy already discussing what stupid formula you need to solve a math problem. he looks at danielle, giving her a slight nod and she gives him a smile. “okay, great! so what history class are you taking?”

it’s been ten minutes, and riki has been already zoning out, not paying a single attention to any word that danielle has been talking about. he feels bad, she’s really trying to explain what B.C. meant, but he really couldn’t pay attention when one of your friends have been blatantly flirting with you the entire time. he frowns deeply, the pencil against the paper danielle gave him gripped so tightly in his hand that the led snaps from the pressure. the sound breaks him out of his jealous trance. “oh. oops, sorry…” he mumbles, dropping the pencil down on the paper. danielle looks at him, her head tilted curiously before a smile that’s laced with a hint of mischief appears on her face. she leans closer to him, “you like y/nnie?” she whispers to him, and he almost falls back on his chair. he opens his mouth to spew out objections, but she shushes him again. “i think it’s cute,” she says but then she takes a look around the rest of the table before looking back at him again, “but, you know…y/n has a lot going for them right now, i’m sure you’re aware. they have a lot of potential. y/n studies hard every day.” riki knows where she’s going with this. “and you…well,” danielle clicks her tongue as she shakes her head, “respectively, you’re holding y/n back.”

he already knows this. he’s been aware. so why, when hearing it from someone else, does it feels worse? it shouldn’t be a shock to him, so he doesn’t know why he feels anger bubbling in his chest. danielle places a gentle hand on his shoulder before speaking again, “if you really like them—or love, i don’t know, then you should let y/n go…” she trails off once she starts riki stare off into space, eyes trained on you giggling at something your friend said. it probably wasn’t even that funny, riki thinks. he’s made you laugh more, he’s sure. he shakes his head, abruptly standing up so the chair squeaks loudly, catching your attention. “where are you going, riki?” you ask, looking up at him but you’re not met with kind eyes that you’re used to. only harsh, sad eyes but you only get to see them for a moment before he grabs his backpack and head towards the exit.

you begin to worry about riki. he’s not cracking his immature jokes, despite that they’re not funny to you anymore, you still miss his giggles after he tells the joke. he sits in silence on bus rides now, and give you dry “i’m fine” replies whenever you ask him if he’s okay. he’s clearly not— but you don’t know the cause of it. ever since after the library, he’s been like this. so zoned out, staring off into space. you wonder what danielle told him, and if it had anything to do with this odd behavior. it’s clearly taking a toll on you, and your friends have been noticing.

“y/n? hello?” hanni waves a hand in front of you and your face relaxes from being so tense, thinking about riki. danielle hums at your state. she thinks it’s quite funny how affected you are from riki, when it should be the least of your worries! hanni frowns, placing a hand on yours. “what’s going on? you’ve been out of it this whole week,” she asks. you don’t know how to answer. they wouldn’t approve of you being this upset over riki, so you don’t want to see their reactions. but danielle already knows, you can see it plain on her face as she sickly smiles at you.

“y/n… if this is about riki, you shouldn’t worry too much about it,” danielle starts, and it’s like she read your mind, “you’re off to better things! you’re gonna get accepted into your dream college, this has been your goal ever since you were five years old, right? riki shouldn’t be the reason why you stop. i know how much you care about him, but it’s just not worth it.” danielle sighs upon seeing your defeated face. she knows she could have worded it a little better, but knowing you, you would only listen if she said it with blunt and honest words. sugarcoating it wouldn’t do anything. so, you slowly nod. danielle’s right, you think. as much as you don’t want her to be right, you refuse to let your dream go just because of riki. and as of late, you feel like you’re starting to outgrow him.

he’s still the same little boy you met years ago, and he hasn’t grown much compared to you. you started to take your studies seriously, you started to enjoy coffee, whereas riki still finds doorbell dash pranks funny and he can’t handle any bitter food, it has to be sickly sweet. but even so, you don’t know how to spend time away from him. you spent your childhood with him. he’s been with you longer than you can recall. you remember the first time you realized you had a crush on him; it was freshman year of high school, and seeing him easily getting along with other people in your class made you a little jealous, admittedly. the feelings you have for him has been long pushed down, and now that you feel like you need to platonically break up with him, the feelings are starting to bubble up again and you feel your heart about to burst into a million pieces.

you can’t do it to riki, you think. you’re really his only friend, as selfish as this sounds, when you admitted to him you were jealous that he was becoming so popular, he started to only hang out with you. but now you seem like a hypocrite.

you begin to realize what danielle had said to riki that day, probably around the lines of what she said to you. you can’t drag this out any longer, you think. in a way, you’re holding riki back as well, and you know he has such great potential to do something so amazing. you wish you could stay with him to witness it.

you quickly pack up your things into your backpack, your friends taken aback with your rush. “where are you going?” hanni asks when you stand up, swinging your bag over your shoulder. “gonna talk to riki, see you guys later, okay?” you say without looking at them once, making your way to the exit of the library. you know he has soccer practice, so you decide to wait for him at the bleachers until his practice ends. you’re fidgeting, nervous as you plan out what you’re going to say to him. you think you should get your feelings sorted out first, but you know that you can’t wait any longer. this was honestly long overdue, but you were being selfish by keeping riki close to you. he spots you up on the bleachers during his practice, and he’s shocked because, one, you’re always studying but you’re staring straight at him, and two, you’ve never expressed your interest in soccer before. he starts to get excited– maybe you want to hang out with him again?

no, he couldn’t be more wrong. after his practice, he goes over to you on the bleachers, and by the look on your face, it doesn’t look like you’re in the mood to hang out. he furrows his brows when you tap the spot next to you, but he sits down anyway. he can feel it coming, the platonic break up. but what he feels for you is more than platonic, and he’s sure you know it too. before you can even get a word out, he blurts out “i love you, y/n.”

you hate this so bad, you want to say it back so much, but you know it will only hurt even more. then again, you’re selfish. so you say it back. “i…love you too, riki,” you say, and riki could almost jump up and down with excitement, but you can’t even look at him. “but i can’t–” you hiccup, taking a deep breath to calm yourself down. you don’t want this to be a bitterly sad moment, even though it is inevitable. “i don’t think we should be friends anymore. i think we should just, um, go our own ways… i don’t really want this, i know you don’t want this either, but i think…i think it’s the best for both of us…” you trail off once you notice yourself rambling. shutting up would be the best choice for you at this moment. you quietly stand up, and riki’s eyes follow your movements but you still can’t look at him.

he feels himself get angry. at you, at himself, he doesn’t even know anymore. how could something as strong as yours and his bond fade away like this? he doesn’t understand. you two promised that you would stay friends, stay little forever. he guessed you were both being ignorant, but you decided to face reality faster than him. he was hoping for the impossible – to stay ignorant forever. why couldn’t you both stay young, he wonders. he would have his happy ending with you. now he’s forced to grow up and act his age.

he scoffs at you, shaking his head as he frustratingly runs a hand through his hair. he looks away from you when you finally look at him. “whatever, y/n. i hope you get what you want and have a good life in your dream college,” he mumbles, standing up as well as he gets ready to leave. from the corner of your eye, he sees you open your mouth again but he stops you before you let a word out. “i can’t watch you live happily without me. please don’t make me stay.”

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