#heeki

[sunoovamp]

[club-cheongyang]

[incorrectenhypen]

Riki: Oh, fiddlesticks.

Heeseung: Look, I understand this is a tense situation, but let's watch the fucking language.

[yjwmuse]

[sunghoonxie]

[dreamofbona]

jay: you call it a near-death experience, i call it a vibe check from god niki: *nodding* heeseung: jay no-

[adagio1209]

Unspoken — HEEKI One Shot

Amid the glitz and glamour of his life, Heeseung holds a deep, unspoken love for his fellow bandmate, Riki.

HEEKI (HEESEUNG + NI-KI), Fluffy, Angst, Sad.

One Shot, Drabble. There's no sexual content!

✧⁠*⁠。

As the night settled over Seoul, Heeseung and Riki found themselves in the cozy confines of their dimly lit dorm room. The day had been a whirlwind of an interview, a bit of practice and an online fansign. Now, they were finally back, ready to unwind.

Heeseung sat Riki down gently, their faces close enough to feel each other's breaths. He took a makeup wipe and began to delicately remove the layers of foundation from Riki's face. It was a routine they had done countless times before, yet each time felt special.

— How was the fansing today? — Heeseung asked, his voice a soft murmur, his fingers moving with the lightest of touches.

Riki closed his eyes, sinking into the soothing sensation.

— It was nice. I missed them so much you know, always good to talk to them.

Heeseung nodded, his gaze locked on Riki's face. The room's soft lighting accentuated the delicate moles scattered across Riki's face, resembling constellations in the night sky.

Riki sighed.

— And the interview earlier, that was fun too, right?

Heeseung's thoughts drifted inward, his eyes tracing the familiar features of Riki's face.

— Yeah. — He agreed quietly to himself. — It was fun.

Heeseung took a deep breath.

— You were pretty on the Interview outfit.

Riki blushed, his cheeks a delicate shade of pink.

— You think so?

Heeseung nodded inwardly, his heart skipping a beat as he leaned in a little closer.

— Absolutely.

Their closeness deepened, the air around them charged with an unspoken connection. Heeseung's feelings for Riki were a secret he kept buried deep within his heart, a love that simmered quietly beneath the surface.

Riki's blush deepened, and he swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper.

— Well, you were pretty too, hyung.

Their small talk seamlessly merged with the intimate silence of the room. Heeseung couldn't help but get lost in his admiration for Riki. He marveled at how Riki's presence had become a lifeline in the tumultuous sea of stardom. It wasn't just about their roles in the group, it was about the magnetic pull that drew them closer, the magnetic pull of shared experiences and laughter.

As he continued to work, Heeseung found himself entranced by Riki's presence, his feelings kept locked away like a cherished secret. In the hushed intimacy of that room, their unspoken connection was more profound than ever before, a testament to the deep affection Heeseung held for Riki, a love that simmered quietly in the moments like these, a love that remained hidden, yet felt with every fiber of his being.

As Heeseung gently wiped away the last traces of makeup from Riki's face, he couldn't escape the melancholy that had settled in his heart. Riki's face, illuminated by the soft light of the room, seemed almost otherworldly in its beauty. How he wished he could confess the depth of his feelings, the longing that had grown so intense it felt like an ache in his chest.

But Heeseung knew the world they lived in was unforgiving, one that demanded perfection and control. The unspoken understanding between them, between all the members, was to keep their personal feelings hidden beneath layers of professionalism. The risk of jeopardizing the group's harmony and their hard-earned success was too great, and so he kept his love for Riki a closely guarded secret.

As he finished removing Riki's makeup, he turned his attention to his own reflection. His thoughts were a turbulent sea of emotion, a storm that threatened to consume him. He yearned for Riki in a way that transcended friendship, and it tore at his soul to know that he could never have him. The weight of that unfulfilled desire hung heavy on his shoulders.

— The others are already in their rooms?

Riki asked and Heeseung hummed a yes, continuing to take off his makeup.

After he finished, they made their way to the kitchen to eat. The room was filled with a sense of quiet melancholy, an unspoken understanding of the pain that they both carried. Heeseung watched Riki as he savored each bite, a small smile playing on his lips. It was a smile that both warmed and broke Heeseung's heart.

As they ate, Heeseung's thoughts continued to torment him. He wished he could be the one to make Riki smile like that every day, to hold him close and whisper all the feelings he kept hidden. He yearned for a love that was more than a secret, a love that could be openly expressed without fear of consequences.

But as he glanced at Riki, his heart ached with the knowledge that it could never be. They were bound by their commitments, by the expectations of their fans and the industry, by the very essence of their existence as idols. It was a reality that left Heeseung with a deep sadness, a love that could only be felt in the quiet moments.

After finishing their meal, Heeseung and Riki silently made their way to the kitchen sink to wash the dishes. The sounds of running water and clinking dishes filled the room, but the atmosphere remained heavy with unspoken emotions. The air was heavy.

They moved in a synchronized rhythm, a dance of shared responsibilities that had become second nature.

Heeseung couldn't help but steal glances at Riki as they worked side by side. He cherished these moments, the fleeting closeness that they allowed. He longed to reach out, to touch Riki, but he didn't. Why would he do that out of nowhere?

As they scrubbed the dishes clean, Heeseung's thoughts were a whirlwind of pain and longing. He wished he could confess how he felt, how he yearned for Riki in a way that went beyond friendship. But the fear of ruining what they had, of risking everything they'd built together, kept his words trapped in his chest. With that feeling stuck in his throat.

Once the dishes were clean and neatly stacked, Heeseung and Riki headed to the living room, a small sanctuary in the midst of their bustling dorm now that all the other members were in their rooms. They sank onto the couch, and without a word, Heeseung pulled Riki close. They cuddled, their bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle.

Riki nestled his head on Heeseung's shoulder while playing with his phone, and Heeseung wrapped his arms around him, holding him as if he could protect him from the world's expectations. It was a moment of solace, a stolen second of intimacy in a world that demanded they keep their feelings hidden.

Their breaths synchronized, their heartbeats a gentle rhythm that resonated between them. Heeseung wished he could stay in this moment forever, basking in the warmth of Riki's presence, feeling the rise and fall of his chest against his own. Breathing in his scent, and how good it was...

As the minutes passed, Heeseung couldn't help but plant a soft kiss on the top of Riki's head. It was a tender, secret gesture that held all the love he couldn't express in words. Riki sighed contentedly, as if he felt the depth of Heeseung's emotions, even if he couldn't voice them.

Eventually, they separated, their eyes locked for a moment that felt like an eternity. There was an unspoken understanding, a shared sorrow that hung heavy in the air. With a final, lingering touch, Heeseung got up petting Riki's hair, and they both headed to their separate rooms saying good night.

Alone in his room later that night, Heeseung couldn't escape the emptiness that settled over him like a heavy shroud. He adjusted on his bed, clutching his phone in trembling hands. His thumb hovered over the gallery icon, and with a deep breath, he opened it.

The phone's screen was filled with pictures of Riki – candid shots from their travels, moments captured during rehearsals, and stolen glances that held a world of meaning. Heeseung's heart ached as he swiped through the images, each one a testament to the love he could never fully express.

Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Heeseung hugged a pillow tightly to his chest and let the tears flow. Silent sobs wracked his body as he cried for a love that could never be, for the distance that kept them apart, for the secret that weighed on his heart like a heavy anchor.

In the darkness of his room, Heeseung's tears were a painful release, a testament to the depth of his feelings for Riki. He longed for a love that transcended the confines of their world, a love that could be openly shared, but for now, all he had were these stolen moments with Riki's pictures and a heart that ached with unspoken love.

As Heeseung lay on his bed, clutching the pillow that offered little comfort, he knew that his love for Riki was a burden he would carry for the foreseeable future. It was a love that could only be expressed in the privacy of his room, in the quiet hours of the night when the world was asleep. The sadness that enveloped him was as real as the unspoken love he held for Riki, a love destined to remain in the shadows, aching silently with each passing day.

And just like that, Heeseung fell asleep.

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Thank you if you made it this far :)

[deadduvznap]

FUCK OFF THEY ARE JUST PLAYING WITH ME AT THIS POINT DIE they know how i feel abt heeki 😭 atleast it isnt jaywon this time

[nikist-4-n]

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ILYSMM MARIE 🫶🏻🤍

Awww this is so cute love u meli <33333

[encorrectenha]

Heeseung: Hmmm.

Ni-ki: Hmmm?

Heeseung: Hmm. Hmm

Ni-ki: Hmm.

Heeseung and Ni-ki: [nodding at each other]

Sunoo: Did they just understand each other?

Jungwon: They share the same brain cell. Of course they understood each other.

[ryuukootan]

Bubblegum Heejin

[yjwmuse]

[mywons]

yall i am all over the place.. if i say a bias someone DON'T BELIEVE ME.

only bias i've been loyal to is heeseung & he's my ult (boyfie) 🤞🏾

[dreamofbona]

niki: hyung, that toy is for kids aged 5 and up heeseung: yeah, well i'm part of the "up"

[filmbyjy]

mhm agreed🫶🏻

me to my friend who hates ni-ki and is only OT6😍

[wintersgff]

being emotional support duh??? i am a shark and i am emotionally supportive ish, im nice enough to talk to i count as an emotional support animal

you're MEAN MEAN MEAN