#ni ki x male reader

[angelsfat3]

ⓘㅤ 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑇𝐿𝐸 ‘𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓’. ⠀⠀( 矿。)

𝓢ummary “ ✉. 𝖣𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾? 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗈.

⠀،،⠀Genre. ’ 𝘚𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, poker face, drabble.

( 𝒄/𝒘. )───Reader being a repressed f, Ni-ki being soft at the end, nothing more. (Correct me if I'm wrong!!)

The air was crisp tonight, sharp enough to make your skin tingle, yet it wasn’t the cold that sent shivers down your spine. It was the text.

A simple, familiar buzz in your pocket was all it took to pull you from the warmth of your girlfriend’s embrace, her soft breathing steady as she slept, unaware of where you were going.

You told yourself this was the last time—every time you did—but you knew it was a lie. You couldn’t stay away from him.

Ni-ki's room wasn’t far, just a few buildings down from your girlfriend's dorm. Each step felt heavier than the last, as though the guilt wrapped itself around your ankles, trying to stop you from making the same mistake again. But the thought of him—his hands, his lips, the way he made everything else disappear—pushed you forward. You knocked on his door, soft and hesitant. He was always waiting. The door opened before you could even drop your hand.

“I’ve been waiting.” Ni-ki’s voice was low, rough, and full of that same dark desire that made your stomach flip. His smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, eyes gleaming with something far more dangerous than you could admit to yourself. Without a word, his hands were on your waist, pulling you inside.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

The first time it happened, you remembered it so clearly. It was late, much like tonight, and you’d come to his room under the guise of finishing a project. That night, Ni-ki had seemed different. The way he looked at you, the way his hands lingered a bit too long when you passed him a book.

Your girlfriend had texted you back then, too. "Goodnight," she'd said, adding a heart at the end. You were about to respond when Ni-ki's hand brushed against yours, lingering as he held your gaze a second too long.

“You don’t have to pretend with me,” he whispered, his voice soft but loaded with something you couldn’t name at the time. “Not in here. Not when it’s just us.”

The tension in the room had thickened, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours, and everything—your girlfriend, your morals, your guilt—vanished in the heat of that kiss. It had been quick, feverish, like he’d been holding back for far too long. You couldn’t stop it, couldn’t stop him, and more importantly, you didn’t want to.

That night, you crossed a line you could never uncross.

Now, his fingers dug into your waist, pulling you closer as he guided you toward the bed. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t come,” Ni-ki murmured, lips grazing the shell of your ear, sending a shiver through you. His possessiveness was palpable, in the way his hands roamed your body like he already owned every inch of it. And (maybe) he did.

"I shouldn't be here.." you muttered, but your voice lacked conviction. His breath was hot against your skin, lips trailing down the side of your neck, and already you felt your resolve crumbling.

"You say that every time," he whispered, chuckling darkly. "But here you are."

You hated how easily he read you, how effortlessly he pulled you into his orbit. His lips found the pulse point just beneath your jaw, and you gasped, hands clutching his shirt as your body betrayed you, melting into him once again.

“Nobody needs to know, [...],” Ni-ki murmured against your skin. “I like keeping it that way. You can pretend you only like girls ‘nd shit... but in here, we both know that’s not true, don’t we?”

His words sank into you, twisting something deep inside. You tried to push back the guilt, the shame, but his touch made it impossible to think about anything but him. His hands slid under your shirt, fingers splaying across your back as he pressed you tighter against him.

The first time you noticed Ni-ki’s jealousy, it had been subtle. You were with your girlfriend in the cafeteria, laughing as she playfully draped her arm around your shoulders. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Ni-ki watching. His expression was unreadable, but there was a sharpness in his gaze, a quiet intensity that sent a chill through you.

Later that night, when you were in his room, he didn’t say anything at first. But the moment you stripped off your shirt, his fingers traced over the spot where your girlfriend had touched you, his jaw clenched tightly.

"She touches you like she owns you," he had muttered, his voice thick with irritation. "But we both know who you really belong to."

Before you could respond, his lips were on you, bruising and possessive, marking you as his in ways that words could never convey. He left hickeys across your chest, your neck, your back—evidence of him that no one else would see, but you would feel.

Tonight, it was no different. Ni-ki’s lips moved down your neck, his hands roaming lower, replacing every mark your girlfriend had left with his own. Hickeys, gentle bites, and bruises—his silent claim on you.

You moaned softly, eyes closing as you surrendered to the heat between you. “Do you even care what this means?” you asked breathlessly, barely able to speak as his lips traveled lower.

Ni-ki paused, lifting his head to meet your gaze. His eyes were dark, intense. “I care about what’s mine,” he said, his voice rough with jealousy. His fingers dug into your hips, pulling you closer. “And we both know you’re mine, [...]. No matter what you tell her.”

His words sent a thrill through you, one you hated yourself for feeling. But it was undeniable—there was something about Ni-ki, something in the way he touched you, that made you forget everything else. Without warning, he flipped you over, pressing you face-down into the mattress.

His fingers trailed lightly over your back, pausing at every mark left by your girlfriend. Ni-ki growled softly, possessiveness burning in his gaze as he began replacing each one with his own. Hickeys bloomed across your skin, a physical reminder of the power he had over you.

"I don't care what she thinks she has on you," he muttered, his lips brushing against your ear as his fingers tangled in your hair. "In here, with me... you're mine."

The heat between you two had been gradual, but undeniable. What started as stolen moments in the dark, secret touches that neither of you could explain, had grown into something much deeper. You never wanted to acknowledge it, but it was there—the connection, the tension that hummed between you, even when you were apart.

You remembered the nights when you stayed up thinking about him, even when you were with her. You’d lie in bed, feeling the warmth of your girlfriend’s body next to yours, but your mind would drift to him. To the way his hands felt on your skin, the way his voice sounded when he whispered your name in the make out.

And now, here you were again, in his room, in his bed, surrendering to the inevitable. His touch was everywhere, his presence overwhelming, and you couldn’t resist him—not now, not ever.

Ni-ki’s lips trailed down your spine, his hands rough but careful, firm but gentle. His duality had always been what drew you to him—the way he could be both daring and tender, controlling yet considerate. It was intoxicating, and it was exactly what kept you coming back, no matter how hard you tried to stay away.

He whispered your name, his voice low and filled with a need that mirrored your own. You responded with a quiet gasp, your body arching into him, craving more. He took his time, savoring every moment, his touch lingering as though he wanted to memorize every inch of your skin.

“You don’t get to leave tonight,” Ni-ki murmured, his breath hot against your ear. “Not until I’ve had all of you.”

You shivered at his words, the heat between you intensifying as his hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer. His lips found yours again, this time slower, deeper, as if he was trying to draw out every second of pleasure. You kissed him back with equal fervor, your fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, desperate to feel more of him.

A surge of anticipation flooded your senses, and he felt it, a spark that ignited his own hunger. His hands tightened around your hips, pulling you flush against him, as if he couldn’t stand an inch of space between you. Each kiss drawn out as though he wanted to savor every stolen second. You clung to him, your fingers threading into his hair, drawing him closer, leaving him no room to hold back.

His restraint unraveled with each shared breath, each touch that burned away everything except the primal, undeniable need between you. He took you in entirely, over and over, until any hesitation was lost to the raw desire that had drawn you here. All that lingered was the intoxicating thrill of surrender—nothing else mattered now.

When the haze finally subsided, you lay in the quiet dark, your breaths mingling in the stillness. His arm was draped over you, possessive, his fingertips tracing slow, deliberate circles along your skin, as if he couldn’t bear the thought of letting go.

The room hummed with unspoken promises, a lingering tension that told you both the night was far from over.

For a moment, you let yourself forget everything outside of this room. You let yourself forget your girlfriend, forget the complications of what this meant. All that mattered was him, and the way he made you feel—like you were the only person in the world.

But deep down, you knew this couldn’t last forever. One day, you would have to make a choice. You couldn’t keep living in this in-between space, torn between two people who both had a claim on your heart.

But tonight, you let yourself surrender completely, falling deeper into the dangerous comfort of his arms. The way Ni-ki held you now felt like a burning heaven, even if it was one neither of you would speak aloud. You weren’t ready to face the world beyond these walls, the one where reality would demand decisions, consequences, and truths you weren’t prepared to admit.

Ni-ki shifted beside you, his hand sliding up your arm before he turned you to face him. The light from the city outside cast faint shadows across his features, but even in the dim room, his eyes held that same intensity that had always pulled you in. He stared at you like he was seeing through all your defenses, breaking down every excuse you’d ever made.

“I mean it, you know,” he murmured, his voice soft but steady. His thumb brushed over your cheek, his touch tender despite the weight of his words. “You’re mine. I’m not sharing you with her... or anyone.”

A knot formed in your stomach. The truth in his words was undeniable. He never asked for much, never demanded anything outright, but he didn’t need to.

The way he claimed you, both physically and emotionally, was overwhelming. But it wasn’t just his possessiveness—it was the way he cared in his own twisted way. The way his gaze lingered a second too long, making you feel like you were all he wanted.

“You always say that,” you whispered, biting your lip, trying to keep your voice steady. “But what happens when it’s not just here? What happens when she—”

Ni-ki cut you off, his lips pressing against yours again, shutting down any thought of her, any protest you might have. His kiss was slow this time, careful, as though he was reminding you of all the reasons why none of your words mattered.

“You won’t leave me.” he said against your lips, the edge of confidence returning. “You keep coming back for a reason, [...]. And you know I’m right.”

You hated how right he was. You hated the way your body responded to him without hesitation, the way your heart pounded harder in his presence than it ever did when you were with your girlfriend.

And you hated how, deep down, you couldn’t deny the truth that lived somewhere in the spaces between the two of you—this connection was real, undeniable, and much more than just a mistake.

Ni-ki pressed his forehead to yours, his breath steady as he held you close, his hands cradling your face like you were something fragile. You opened your eyes and found him staring at you, his dark eyes piercing through all the conflict swirling inside.

“What if I asked you to stay?” His voice was almost a whisper, barely more than a breath, but the question struck you like a jolt. “Not just tonight, but really stay. Be with me.”

Your heart stuttered at his words.

Be with him. Could you do that? Could you tear yourself away from the life you had, from the stability of your girlfriend, for something you knew was risky, unpredictable, but so deeply intoxicating?

“I can’t just—”

“You can.” Ni-ki interrupted, his thumb tracing your lower lip gently. “I’m not asking you to choose tonight. I’m just asking you to admit what you already know. That it’s not just physical. It hasn’t been for a long time.”

His words hung in the air between you, and the silence that followed felt louder than anything else. You could feel the weight of his truth pressing down on you, but you still weren’t ready to face it, not fully. Not yet.

“I... I don’t know,” you admitted, your voice breaking slightly. You didn’t want to hurt anyone, least of all yourself. The idea of losing what you had with Ni-ki felt unbearable, but so did the thought of leaving behind the life you’d built.

Ni-ki didn’t push you. He simply leaned forward, kissing you once more—slow, deliberate, like he was taking his time to remind you of the feeling only he could give. “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered against your lips, pulling back just enough to meet your eyes again. “I’ll wait.”

Those words lingered in your mind as the two of you settled back into the quiet comfort of the bed, his arms wrapped around you as though he feared letting go. And despite everything, you found yourself falling asleep in his embrace, more at peace than you’d been in weeks.

But as much as Ni-ki’s touch soothed you, you knew that when morning came, the real world would intrude once more. Choices would need to be made.

For now, though, you allowed yourself this brief escape—a night where nothing else existed but the two of you, where the future could wait.

And as you drifted off in his arms, the question hung over you like a shadow—could you really choose him? Could you finally give in to the undeniable truth that had been growing between you since the beginning?

Only time would tell.

But tonight, you let yourself believe that maybe, just maybe, there could be a world where you didn’t have to choose at all.

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[solarnomoon]

tame - nishimura riki

ni-ki always stood out to you, or atleast, in his own way. when you started noticing him more, it was easy to like him.

pairing >>> ni-ki x male reader

tags >>> college au, fluff, friends to lovers

warnings >>> swearing, substance usage, suggestive themes

wc >>> 3,073 words

author's note >>> ni-ki is just so freaking pretty i want to give him the biggest hug and never let go＼(≧▽≦)／ also js remember this is ooc also if you guys ever to just talk about random enhypen stuff or virtually anything im always down to talk n stuff anyway i hope u guys enjoy this one!! it kinda spawned out of nowhere and also all over the place so idk lol bye!!

it wasn’t like you to fall for a boy so easily. at least, not in the way that occurred, especially for a guy like nishimura riki. it was cheesy, to say the least: you two have been acquaintances since middle school, quite literally knowing each other for 6 years now, even now attending the same university (completely unintentional, of course). you always just kinda knew him as that lovely kid that was the same height as you, even throughout high school. don't get it twisted, you weren't that tall, but regardless of the fact, he was the same height.

the first time you saw him the summer after high school was at your orientation. you were placed in the 12th group, and when you reached the meeting spot, you noticed riki immediately, much, much taller than before, giving you two a height difference that wasn't present before. the second thing you noticed was the drop of his voice, which you discerned from his "yo, y/n!" coupled with a slight wave.

"ni-ki? what-" and before you even finished your sentence, the orientation leader interrupted, telling the group as a whole that they were about to start as you happened to be the last person they were waiting for. your conversation had to be put on halt until 20 minutes later where she began a tour of the school.

while you began to follow the group to the first destination, ni-ki reconvenes with you after speaking to a couple of the other group members, nudging your shoulder with his own to get your attention. "y/n, i didn't know you committed here? i thought you were gonna go to ucla for sure," he questions you with a voice of slight familiarity.

"no yeah, i was, but i thought about it and i just wanted to go here." he hums in acknowledgment, giving a few seconds of downtime before you begin to speak again. "dude, when did you become so tall? and have that deep ass voice? weren't we like basically the same height a few months ago?"

a few other differences were left unspoken but assumed nonetheless. first off, his hair, which historically was left black and much shorter throughout highschool, but now was longer with an ombré effect going from a light grey to black at the ends. secondly, his style, which flipped 180 from sweatpants and a normal shirt to something straight out of k-dramas. and lastly, his piercings, double lobes with a helix on both. or maybe one? point is, he looked good. too good.

he laughs, knowing this must come as a shocker to you because last time you checked, he was completely anew. "well for one, i turned 18 and was basically allowed to do whatever i wanted with my body. for some reason i went through a second puberty," he signals your height difference by putting his hand out flat at the top of your head and then bringing it to his, just shrugging. "also, i got a modeling job that allowed me to buy random ass clothes. so... yeah!"

your mouth slightly ajar combined with your head tilt let him know you were still in fact lost, so he continued on. "well, you know that dance group i've been in since a few years ago right?" the nod coming from your stature allowed him to finish the thought, "so basically some of the guys in that group like... told? their manager about me and gave me a chance to attend one of their casting calls, and i made the cut."

the group stops in front of the library, allowing you guys to sit down at one of the slabs nearby, half listening to your tour guide, but more focused on conversing with one another because you two had already toured the school when filling out college applications.

"wait, congrats ni-ki, that's insane!" you turn to him, giving him a quick cheeky smile with two thumbs up, and he just chuckles at you, putting his face into his hands at the sight of your cuteness playfulness. "what, did i say something wrong?"

"n-no, it's just... nevermind..." he tsks at you, not wanting to reveal the fact that he found you cute for a second.

you two continued to chat about anything and everything, eventually learning more about the guy that you would've never known previously. for one, he hates the color pink, even though all of his friends tell him that the color suits him—even his model designer thinks pink is his most suitable color. you also learned that the group that he's apart of, enhypen, is actually pretty popular on tiktok and youtube: garnishing over 4 million subs on youtube and 2 million followers on tiktok. he's also been with his group for multiple years now, and you even met some of them at sports events and stuff, like sunoo and jay.

other things include the fact that he has an older and a younger sister, he loves to dance, he likes to play piano, and one time he met jung ho-yeon before she was on squid game and he was so confused on why they looked so familiar, he thought they were long lost siblings or something. then he found out that she's korean.

he still believes it though...

soon enough, you guys find yourselves at the end of the orientation, having made friends with others, but especially between you two. you asked him if he could hang out during summer, but he has plans to go to japan the rest of summer, so you just plan to hang out during your time in college.

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the one thing that you didn't talk about was your rooming situation, so imagine your surprise when you're in the middle of your move-in, and in the hallway, you see ni-ki, walking into the suite right across from yours. "no fucking way, nishimura riki." you yell to him due to his headphones over his head, and he turns over and immediately puts a grin onto his face.

"y/n l/n." he puts his box down and walks over to you, embracing your smaller body, allowing you to practically melt in his scent and hug. once he lets you go, he just gazes at you, still smiling. "how have you been?" he leans against the wall in his cool-guy-esque fashion, but after talking with him the entirety of orientation, you know that he's a lot more of a nerd and introvert than he lets on.

"it's been good! honestly dude, i missed you." you don't miss the fact that his cheeks slightly flush with color, losing the eye contact that was previously held. "how was fucking japan, you looked like you had so much fun on your story and shit!" while asking, you point toward his box, silently questioning if you could come in and help him with his stuff while you updated each other.

while speaking, he brought you to his room that was surprisingly extremely decorated: full of neutrals and darker tones with some pop of color, many boxes and clothes on the floor but already pretty put together.

"wow, you're already way farther in the move-in than i am—i feel like there's just so much fucking stuff," you explain, taking a seat on his bed. you bounce on it a couple of times, mouth wide open by how comfortable it is. "wait, ni-ki, how did you do this?"

"mattress topper." he replies, placing his last box down on the floor and beginning to re-arrange his clothes onto the outside hanger he had bought. "looks like we're gonna be neighbors, y/n," he said in his deep tone, always catching you off-guard, but somehow giving you a tinge of butterflies in your stomach.

"yeah!" you chirp, excited to explore the newfound friendship with ni-ki.

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after the first month of university, many people in both of your guys' social circles had created a conceived notion around ni-ki: that he was a nonchalant, cool guy.

you knew this wasn't him at all though.

but you understood why people had thought that of the guy. for one, he's 6 foot something (he doesn't tell you his exact height just to tease the fact that he's much taller than you). next, he dresses stylistically as if every day is his last waking day. lastly, he loves to observe, and not talk much, but every time he did, he always had something witty or something flirtatious to say.

that is until people saw how he was whenever he was with you.

the cool guy persona had completely shifted into something more friendly, more recognizable as a regular person. ni-ki explained his day rapid-fire, telling you basically everything that happened, showed you a specific dance that he and his members had learned, or maybe gave you a sneak peek of what he was gonna wear to some fashion show. he also would tell you about his interests, the things he did on the side, even the people he met. when his friends saw how different he acted around you, they confronted him first, then confronted you after.

"what did ni-ki say?" you ask, wondering why he acts so different around yourself than other people.

"he just said that's how your dynamic was." heeseung had shrugged. "even though we've been members together for like 5 years now, i've never seen ni-ki open up this much to someone. it's like you guys are like... dating or something."

the sentiment gets a cough out of you, not expecting those words to come out of his mouth. "w-what?! of course not, we're just friends!" you deny frantically, waving your hands in front of him. "me and ni-ki are just friends."

just then, an arm wraps around your waist, a voice entering the conversation, "who's just friends?" ni-ki questions, smiling at you and heeseung.

of course, heeseung just looks at you, looks at the arm around your waist, then at ni-ki, and back to you. he raises his eyebrows and puckers his lips before walking away. ni-ki turns to you in confusion. "what's that all about?"

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as time went on, you and ni-ki had become exceptionally comfortable with one another, becoming each other's ride or dies. unfortunately for you though, it meant he had become increasingly flirtatious with you. you knew he was straight, he had explained his previous crushes to you and what he was looking for in a girl, but you on the other hand had fallen susceptible to his advances, convincing yourself that this is just what friends do.

on his birthday, he had brought you to smoke at the "top of the world," so he called it, which was literally just a trail that led you to the top of a scenic cliff. romantic, you thought, but you knew it was just out of you two becoming best friends.

"y/n-ie," he starts, the nickname sticking after calling you that one drunken night during halloween. "what do you think about teddy bears?"

you passed the joint back to him after taking a hit. "teddy bears? ni-ki, what the fuck are you on about??" the words come out a little too harsh for your liking, so you quickly follow-up, "sorry, i didn't mean it like that."

ni-ki gets up and turns to you. "that was kind of mean," he pouts, putting out his joint before putting back into the metallic holder he had thrifted. the taller had shifted slightly closer to you, wanting to lean his head on your shoulder. it was a little awkward due to the height difference, but the guy made it work, and it made you begin to sweat on your palms.

"sorry, ni-ki." even through the nervousness, you had half a mind to pretend like nothing's wrong, so you lean your head on top of his just barely. in case he questions it, then you could always play the ambiguity card: 'i didn't do anything, it was all you.'

"it's okay baby." he also started calling you that after thanksgiving, when he heard sunoo calling you it. he crossed his arms and wouldn't talk to you for the rest of the day until you came over to his room and asked you why sunoo called you baby and he couldn't, so after that it was a deal that he was allowed to.

you checked the time, which just hit 12 am. "oh, happy birthday ni-ki." you tell him, reaching from your tote bag for a smaller, paper bag within. you hand it to the guy, looking into his eyes for validation. "for you, it's not a bomb, i swear!"

he takes it from you and opens it, revealing two keychains that matched, alongside bracelets from his favorite brand. "y/n..." he trails off, not knowing what to say to you.

"i know, i know, the bracelets are expensive. but ni-ki, you're my best friend. i would do anything for you." you tell him, not wanting him to freak out.

the bracelets had been on his mind since the summer, you remembered from one of the random conversations that you had during orientation, and even though it was a long time ago, you knew he had been wanting them for months, but couldn't allocate the right funds to get it, especially because he was building his closet at the time.

"y/n... i... thank you." he finally stammers out, looking back at your eyes. even in the pale moonlight, you could discern the water in his eyes, but you knew that he hated when he cried, so you didn't say anything of it. "you remembered, huh?"

"uhh, duhh! of course i did," you joke, attempting to lighten the mood. you place your hand onto his shoulder to give him some comfort, but he takes that arm and uses it as leverage to push you onto your back, crawling on top of you. "w-woah, ni-ki?!" you yelp in surprise, not comprehending what just happened.

he just grins, placing his large hand on your face, rubbing your cheek softly. "y/n..."

little did he know though, this was your final straw. you couldn't take it anymore, the incessant flirting, the changes in his behavior around you, hell, even the constant sleepovers that he asked you all the time. so you did the only thing you could think of: run.

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of course it didn't really work though.

he was miles more athletic than you were, so he caught up to you within like 5 seconds which is honestly embarrassing on your behalf but you were too sad and a little turned on to even care.

"ni-ki, let go of me, i can't take this anymore!"

the taller just holds your arm, but the rest of his body was frantic, like he was afraid that if he let go he'd lose you for good. "w-what, y/n, what! you can't take what?!" he yells, not knowing what happened.

you twist your head around, looking at him like he grew a second head. "what do you mean, this! i can't take it, calling me nicknames and pet names, flirting with me constantly, sleeping over, acting different around me than your friends. friends don't do this, so you need to st-" and with that explanation, he gently grabs your head, leans down, flutters his eyes shut, and places his lips onto yours.

the scent you know and learned to love floods your senses, and with that brief moment of confusion, he grabs your waist and pulls you in closer, deepening the kiss. and considering this is all you've wanted for the past months, you allow him to take your lips, kissing him back with the same softness.

after moments pass you by, eventually he lets go of you, wanting to look at your reaction. "y/n, i really like you. i kinda... always have. even since we were in middle school." your mouth opens to say something, but you let him speak. "you were always so... cool. and i just... i wanted to be something to impress you... if i'm being honest, i knew you were going here, to this college, sun told me, so i wanted a chance, a possibility, anything to impress you."

he lets go of you, reaches into his pocket to fish out the matching bracelets. "these are beautiful y/n. but, it would be more beautiful if i could put this on you, use this as a courting gift even, and show you that i really do like you, and i want to be yours."

he unclasps the bracelet, handing out in front of him. "will you let me?" you reach your arm out, allowing him to put it on you.

"yes, nishimura riki."

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with that, nothing really changed. except for the fact that you and ni-ki are now dating, of course.

people around you realized that the cool nonchalant guy was ni-ki from the dance group enhypen, giving him massive amounts of popularity quickly (you didn't even know popularity in college existed...)

however, it also came to light the fact that you were dating ni-ki, and you slowly began to be known as y/n: the ni-ki tamer, which was crazy in your opinion, but ni-ki loved the title, so you let it slide.

other than that, you started to become integrated with the rest of enhypen, the rest of the members seeing how ni-ki changes when he's with you, but they realized it was for the better as you all hung out, as they saw a side of him that didn't even know existed.

you loved enhypen, they took you in as their own and integrated you into their friend group, even giving you free dance lessons just so you could also join in some of their choreos.

"guys," you pant, exhausted from the lesson ni-ki was giving you. "why did you not tell me that ni-ki is considered the best dancer in this fucking group? and why did you let me take lessons from him?" you complain to the rest of enhypen, who are watching from the sides.

"you have to suffer like we have," jake shouts while jungwon cheers for you.

sunoo and jay also just laugh, the former explaining, "i swear, before you, ni-ki was a fucking nightmare if we didn't get the choreo correct."

"alright, enough talking, more dancing, y/n, one more time."

you love ni-ki. but damn sometimes you regret falling for him.

...

nah, not really though.

[romesblogz]

Never alone, N.R

[ 3:00am ]

ni-ki x male reader. fluff. angst.

not hesitating one bit, you call your boyfriend, ni-ki. ni-ki picks up immediately, knowing you don't like calls, so, when his phone's screen lights up, a incoming call coming from "boyfriend💗" he doesn't think tiwce to answer your call, knowing something must be wrong.

"hey babe, what's wrong?" he asks, worried about you. you keep your sobs silent and muffled, your tears silently streaming down your cheeks. "i'm just so over it, ni-ki." you say quietly, loud enough for him to hear you. his heart drops, the thought of you, his boyfriend, being so upset, instantly wanting to be by your side. "are you okay baby? do you want to talk about it?" he asks you gently, which makes you want to sob even harder.

"they are making my life miserable." he knows exactly what you are talking about, who you are talking about. "i'm honestly not okay, ni-ki. i need you." you say, crying softly. "i'm coming over. i'll see you soon, hang in there, okay?"

"o-okay."

in mere minutes, your boyfriend comes into your room quietly, with your favorite snacks and drinks. he silently thanks you for giving him a extra key so he doesn't have to bother you by you getting up and opening up for him, even though you'd do anything for your loving and caring boyfriend.

after placing the items he's brought he gets in bed next to you, you immediately pulling him into a hug, crying softly in his warm and comforting embrace. he holds you tightly and in a protective manner. "i'm here, i'm here. everything will be okay." he reassures you.

after your sobs calm down he speaks up suggesting, "we don't have to talk about it right now. let's watch a funny movie or series while eating your favorite snacks and drinking your favorite drink."

you pull away slightly to look at him. the moonlight allows you to see his face, how he's smiling at you warmly and lovingly. he wipes away your tears and leans in, pecking your forehead. "that sounds like a plan." your voice is hoarse from the crying as you smile at him.

"y/n," ni-ki calls out your name ever so softly. "you are a great boyfriend, you know that, right?" you blush lightly, ni-ki brightening up your mood so easily. "and you are a great boyfriend, ni-ki." he leans in and kisses you on your lips gently and passionately.

he breaks the kiss and the two of you get comfortable. you both decide on a funny movie to watch and begin to snack on the snacks and drinking the drinks ni-ki has bought for you.

after the movie you talk to him about what's been bothering you. he listens, occasionally nodding and squeezing your hand for comfort. when you are done talking, he says his say and it instantly makes you feel better, knowing you can always count on him.

"y/n, thank you for telling me about this. remember i'm always here for you, your feelings are always valid to me and i'll never validate how you feel or what you are currently going through, okay?" you nod, feeling the tears coming back as you are so moved by his words.

yeah he can be immature, but ni-ki knows when to be mature and serious. when it comes with you, this relationship, he's serious about it, about you being his boyfriend.

and so, the two of you fall asleep easily in each other's hold, ni-ki's arms around you securely as you both sleep peacefully.

[rowretro]

𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕪𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕪

𝙔𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙍𝙄𝙆𝙄 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙐 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙆 𝙃𝙀'𝙎 𝘾𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𓆩♡𓆪 ☽⋆˚｡⋆˚.

✰warnings: yandere themes, kissing, making out ish, a lot of fluff after they makeup<3

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Why would y/n care if the man who hurt her, kidnapped her, forced her to live with him in his home to go see other women? she hates him after all doesn't she? she wishes she does, but she just can't. He's so sweet to her despite the fact he abducted her purely because he loves her, he stopped his obsessive killing of men who even look in her direction, and now he even trusts her enough to leave, just the bedroom door unlocked. He literally killed for her, of course he'd die for her.

Y/n hates that she thinks he'd do such a thing, she received a picture from a friend on her snap, of Riki walking alongside another woman. They looked so close... she was flirtatious with him, arm around his shoulders, and he smiled at her. The woman being someone she loathed, a bitch who has beaten many girls almost to death, and tried to use y/ns personal life against her. Basically a bitch. To say she was mad was an understatement. The man who abducted her, killed for her, and treated her like a princess, forcing her to be his is with another fucking woman?!

She flinched a little as the door suddenly shut, interrupting her out of her thoughts. "baby im home~" he called. Y/n glared at the wall, waiting for him to enter the bedroom. "Why didn't you come to the door pretty girl?" he asked as Y/n frowned. "Am i pretty girl? or is she?!" y/n asked, as Riki sat opposite her on their bed. "who exactly is her?" he asked, a little confused "the side-chick that had her grubby hands all over you. im sorry, you drag me here claiming that you love me, killed a classmate that confessed to me, and used his many crimes as an excuse, only for you to cheat with a basic bitch who does nothing but whores around spending mommy's money and using daddy's name to defend her crimes?!" she lets out, clearly upset.

However riki just smiled, his eyes staring at her endearingly "my sweetheart is jealous~" he cooed as he tried to reach for her, mad y/n slapped his hands away. "ok ok cool cool... that bitch has been getting on my nerves lately... she filmed you getting dressed so I had to play the part to show her her place... don't worry I haven't killed her... yet..." he smirks, turning on the news. There she was, the girl's photo, somewhat blurred, being exposed for her many offences that she coverred up. "As for the video, deleted forever..." he added as y/n just sat there, unsure of what to do.

A few hours of silence pass, Riki was watching TV, as y/n finished up a few tiny chores. Seeing him, she heaved a quiet sigh, and slipped in the seat beside him. "Im cold" she said staring at him as he looked her up and down "Of course you are, it's autumn and you're wearing a thin-strapped croptop- and the material of those jeans are way too thin." he complained as Y/n frowned. "I said Im cold!" she whined as Riki snickerred. "you have to pay me first." he said as she bit her lip.

She leaned in, catching his soft, plush, perfect lips in a loving kiss, his arms wrapping around her waist, as they let their tongues collide, one of his hands rested at her head, as she placed her arms around his shoulders, deepening the kiss as much as she could. As she pulls away, she leaves a few soft kisses down his jawline to his neck, and sinks into his warm embrace. "Dont you dare cheat on me... I'll cry." She mumbled as she snuggled against him. "God you must think im insane if im ever willing enough to cheat on you. do you know how long ive waited for you?!" Riki asked.

He unzipped his hoodie, wrapping it around her a little, as he yanked a soft blanket to wrap around them "What do you wanna watch?" he asked "I know i've watched it a lot but... Let's watch so not worth it and order some nice food hmm?" Y/n suggests as he kisses her nose "Anything for you my lifeline~" he smiled, pulling out his phone to order food.

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a/n: yeah i don't even know about this... hope u enjoyed it tho<3

[kaiyunsim]

Backburner —

pairing : friend!ni-ki x backburner!gn reader

summary : reader getting put on ni-ki’s backburner.

warnings : angst, angst, maybe more angst, ni-ki lowkey being an asshole, (idk i don’t think i wrote it too well)

a/n : tbh i made this in one sitting so i hope its good 😋 also i’m hitting the niki pcd so i wanted to make a ni-ki fic with niki zefanya as inspiration !

ALSO THE “…”s ARE TIMESKIPS

— mini smau — not proof read —

[hamilando]

ੈ✩‧ Eyes up here ma’am(enha texts) ੈ✩‧

Genre :- smiling over enhypen’s fan taken photos

Pairing :- Enhypen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is might be a little suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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[siyuuzii]

CAN I BE YOURS?

PAIRING enha! ni-ki x gnreader

— in which both ni-ki and (name) have been friends since birth. one saturday night, (name) went over to have a sleepover at ni-ki's place where they end up finding ni-ki's mother old video camera memory card. and upon watching the ninth video, they both discover a cheesy love confession from ni-ki to (name)...

GENRE non-idol au, fluff, drabble

WARNING|S none

A. NOTE all writings and reactions from these idols are from MY imagination, it does not reflect their actions and reactions irl!

more under the cut !

“nishi, look at this shell! isnt it pretty? !”

“yeah! but i think you're even more pretty....” your friend, riki, said before handing you a small yet freshly picked out rose with seemingly absent thorns. “here, um, have it.. i already removed the thorns, so you wouldn't get pricked by any of them!” he said enthusiastically, not minding the small cuts on the palm of his fingers. saving you to catch the little reds seeping through the cuts and bits.

“gasp riki! your fingers, i think theres blood on it! are you okay?” quickly giving the rose that riki gave you to your mom who was alongside with his mother, giggling softly. while videoing the scene occuring in front of them. both of your mothers wanted you two to be the bestest of friends while growing up, but oh well, looks like destiny has other plans, with you both being two lovebirds already at such a young age! ehem, now grabbing the right hand of riki and swiftly swiping away the blood going out the cuts.

“im okay, those are just cuts! their nothing compared to a big boy like me! that's what momma said.” riki reassured you, earning a laughter that felt like sweet music to him and a smile which made his heart flutter like there we're butterflies flying both inside and outside of it. but riki did not know why he felt like this way, the way he would always be looking forward on waiting for you and seeing you before pre-school, the way he would always beg his mom and yours to let you both hang out, the way he would steal you away from your mother's grasp to instead get ahold of your warm and welcoming hands... and the way he wanted to just say-

“can i be yours?” silence. both mothers looked up from the camera to stare shockingly at riki, who was looking at you with those loved-filled eyes, waiting for your answer patiently. then to you, staring back at him with those confused-yet unfazed eyes, seemingly not knowing what he meant by that. looking back at your mother to eye-tell her what he meant.

as your mother whispered to your ear what he means, your eyes became a bit wide, once the meaning was out. before looking back at riki, who was still waiting patiently for an answer. “oh.. um, how about, when we are older?..” you rejected, in your well thought mind, dating was supposed to be for adults to worry about, and your not an adult, both of you are not yet adults! so it was only reasonable to say that ..right? well based on riki's reaction, simply smilling wider and giving you a thumbs up. “it's okay! i'll wait!”

quickly pausing the eight year old video that was saved on riki's mother memory card. “woah-ho-ho.. i did not remember that!” you said as you leaned back on your chair, avoiding riki's stare at you. few seconds passed by with an awkward silence before riki's simply chuckled, unpausing and replaying the video to the part where he gave you a rose. “not gonna lie, i forgot about this too..”

he said with that deep voice of his that was far from his younger and more gentle voice that was playing on the video. “can i be yours?” .... “oh.. um, maybe when we are older— riki adruptly paused that part, almost like slamming down the pause button. before rising and turning to you. “so... now that we're older, let me repeat this, um... can i be yours?”

[shuenkio]

Choose me only! N-riki ෆ

Paring: Ni-ki x male!reader

Genre: fluffy romance.

Cw: a lil harsh confess, cursing [I repeat nothing other than that]

Synopsis: Under the moonlight of camping after your hard work, this fresh worker making a move on you.

Non proof read|wc: 1.3k

Eng is not my first language!

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A•N: Comeback after those blood sweat tears final semester pookie. Also my writing skill got nerf :< please don't expect too much ~

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Who knows, one day your single life would be over when a loser trapped in a handsome body came in? It's difficult to say if you're catching a feeling or if it's just a silly crush.

You were the type of person who craved physical touch, yet you hated it when anyone did it. Not even you understand your own selves; how about the others? Do you expect them to understand you like an open book when you're like an error Nokia phone? Nevertheless, ever since Ni-ki got into your team, he became closer to you than the other members because you're the leader and the only one who could relate to how foreigners feel in a foreign country like this, South Korea.

You wouldn't try to think much with all those weird and sudden gestures from Ni-ki whenever he got a chance beside you. Such as holding hands, belting your waist with his big palm, resting his head against yours, and wrapping his hands around your neck.

The patient you had with him is so motherlike, you can't get angry or ask him to distance himself a little, although at the end of the day, he'd be all forgotten before asking you again since you said those. All you could do was let out a deep, heavy signal.

Today is the weekend, and your boss decided to throw a party at the beach near the shore. She said, It's been a while to be here, and she wants all her employees to celebrate and enjoy all that hard work for the past few months during the hard times when the company is about to go bankrupt.

Pausing for a moment to take in the breathtaking ocean view as the sun began its descent, the tranquil sound of the waves enveloped everything. The air was crisp and refreshing, and the gentle breeze invited one to linger indefinitely.

Vitamin C seemed essential for such moments of serene beauty. Seeing you spacing out, Ni-ki got worried as he made his way behind you, placing his huge hand on your waist once again.

"Is something wrong, m/n?" He paused, turning all his attention to you, waiting for your response with those grumpy faces.

"I'm good. You should go and have fun." You whisper, still gazing at the beautiful blue ocean in front of you. You can't seem to think straight at the moment; you're lost in thought with a lot of things you can't open.

Unsatisfied with your response, Ni-ki turns you around by your shoulders, facing him eye-to-eye as he towers over you, looking at your face with a worried expression.

"You can tell me, m/n, I'll listen to anything." Ni-ki utters under his throat, anxious about you, who is not in yourself, as if he's talking to a ghost.

"Let's not ruin this atmosphere, Riki; we can talk later."

The sunset died down quickly, and everyone was gathering around in circles with the campfire in the middle. Some play guitar and sing, while others clap their hands in unison, following the rhythm of the song. It was truly a memorable moment to witness.

It was such a healing time after a long time, but you're still feeling empty. You don't know why. You were supposed to be happy. Feeling you'd blown out any sec, you excuse yourself before walking alone from the camping place for some alone time.

Ni-ki can't let you go by yourself alone, so he followed you behind as always. Arriving at the scene, Ni-ki saw you sitting on the ground by yourself while you let the wave wash over your feet, making your pants get all soaking wet.

The moon is full tonight its light shines all through the corner everywhere. It was magnificent to witness this in full experience after all the shit you've been going through. You can't even blink because of your work as the leader.

"You seem quite quiet today, m/n." Riki finally breaks the silence under the night sky as he looks forward to the never-ending ocean ahead.

"You wouldn't understand anyway if I told you, and that'd make me weak," you mutter softly, almost in a whisper tone. Placing both of your hands on your knee as you inhale a big sign.

"I.. hm, everyone can be weak, and so can you; we can't be tough madness all the time, isn't it?" His words came out so soothing, which made you question whether his age didn't match his maturity.

"What do you even know about love? I bet you don't." You joked with half truth and half lie, but deep down you were hurting like a bee stings. The sea holds so much memory of your past love that you can't help but feel sadness for some reasons.

"I won't force you to say what's on your mind, and it's ok if you don't feel comfortable with it. Yet pouring out what inside your heart has been bothering you could help relieve your stress," Riki responded, full of enthusiasm in his words you can't explain. He's younger in your perspective, but why is he acting as if he had been living for like eternity, full of life?

"Okay, fine, if you want to know about it, at this point, I don't care if you would open your mouth and spill with the other."

"Trust me, trust me. ㅋㅋ I'll let you smack me if I do."

" *Heavy sign* It's about my ex. We were in a healthy relationship once before. We're so in love, so sweet, and so nice that when I wake up in the morning, I pinch myself to see if it's just a dream. This love was going on for a year until his parents knew about it. Instead of telling us about our personalities, they made fake rumors about me. I was a play guy who would hook up with everyone, and that's not all; they made a fake picture of me sleeping disgustingly with some random people +

I tried and tried to tell him that it was all misunderstood; however, in the end, I was left all alone, without my explanation. My ex decided to end our relationship, and now he probably still hates me—" You were cut in the middle of your explanation by Rikki.

"You deserve someone better!"

"W-what?" "I mean, in a relationship, we need trust, right? But the hard truth is, he doesn't even let you explain anything, and he just leaves you like that, which means he's not the right person to be with in the future."

"And what do you know about love?" Blood boils as you feel the heat rushing through your red blood. He was nothing other than a friend and a co-worker; why did he have the audacity to say this immature? Abruptly, your waist was snatched by him harshly before your body pressed against him. His finger is tracing down on your cheeks; wipe away the dry tears on your face while locking his eye into yours.

"You should choose me! I promise you'll see my hair grow  gray."

"What in the actual fuck, Riki?"

"Oh, I forgot. I haven't confessed to you through text yet, but for now, I will." Unable to predict his move, he closed the distance between you even closer as he captured your lip in a kiss that was so passionate. The world around you stops spinning; all thoughts are scattered like leaves under the full moon. The kiss continue for almost a minute—

Your eyes went wide after you realized he was kissing you. Without further ado, you push him away with your full strength. This stupid thing is something. You are looking at him while covering your mouth with your arm, as a pink hue is painted on your face. "Hmm, now we're boyfriends."

"You, mf, what was that?"

"My confession? I know that you won't accept my love in a simple way, so this is the only option. You respond to my kiss for 3  seconds." Riki implied, crossing his hands happily and proudly as he finally made it.

"NO, I'M NOT—UGHH YOU IDIOT" couldn't resist the truth, and you walked away frustrated from him. The voice of his then echoes through your ears:

"Remember, we're boyfriends, alright? Be with me, you'd never feel sad. I meant it."

"That kid, ugh, but why do I feel like jelly when he kisses me?" 

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[rikisniffles]

chapter thirteen [西村力] my first love was a boy ✧ NISHIMURA RIKI (NI-KI) X M!READER

SYNOPSIS — l/n y/n is a member of boynextdoor under hybe/koz. being an idol has always been y/n's dream, and ever since it became true he has been more than happy. despite being an idol, he doesn't know many other idols outside his group. when he runs into his seniors, a seemingly never-ending spiral of embarrassing moments occurs.

disclaimer !! : every idol in my stories is a character and does not always reflect the actual person (i do my best but for entertainment purposes, it may be off)

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— koki's note ★ ; HIII ITS BEEN A COUPLE DAYS IM SORRY !!! I'm going on vacation soon so I might be posting less unfortunately but I'm gonna try my hardest :CC I would really love if my tags worked damn

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[minoouz]

𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ─ n.n

Nishimura riki x male reader

Genre : fluff, little smut, angst

Reader uses he/him.

Tw : kissing, making out, name calling (b1tch, disgrace, failure, sissy boy) reader has an abus!ve father, mentions hitting and beating, mentions of alcohol and drinking, actions and mentions of bullying.

If any of these triggers you, it's the right choice to skip away or scroll away from this fic.

A/n : I recommend listening to fairy of shampoo by txt to this fic

M/n groaned as he slumped in his chair, and he mumbled under his breath. Before turning away to go work on his paper, Niki glanced over at him, finding him cute before letting out a small chuckle and he stands up, having his paper in his hand he walks up to the teacher and he places his test down infront of her.

"Psst, Hey Niki!" M/n whispers to the boy beside him. Niki, who was busy and focused on the paper in front of him, looked over at the boy.

"Hm?" M/n smiles at him, then he checks to see if the teacher isn't looking before whispering back at him.

"What did you get for question 20?" Niki looked over at him, and he shook his head no.

"I can't give you the answer. It's a test. You're not supposed to cheat M/n."

Walking back to his seat, Niki sat down, and he started fidgeting with his rings, M/n then stood up after, and he turned his test in before walking towards his desk and he sat down,

"Well, next time, just study M/n, and it wouldn't be so hard, bro." M/n gasps as he turns his head, and he rolls his eyes before looking away.

"You could've helped me, you know, you're such a bummer, Nikii!!" Niki rolled his eyes.

Looking down at the rings on his fingers before running a hand through his blonde hair.

"I'm not a 'bro.' I have a name for a reason!"

"Well you are a bro to me M/n"

"Be quiet, Niki!" The teacher looks up, and she sees the two boys talking.

She puts a finger up to her mouth before standing up.

"Everyone will now receive their graded test back, but before that, I will announce the highest grade and lowest grade."

M/n gulps, he fidgets with his uniform before fidgeting with his hands out of nervousness with his head down.

The teacher straightens her posture, and she clears her throat.

"The highest score goes to Nishimura Niki with a 100% good job!" She gives him a thumbs up before looking around the classroom.

"And the lowest score is 40% next time. Please study you guys."

M/n gulps again. This time, he glances over at niki, a bead of sweat rolling down his neck while the teacher places his test sheet onto his desk, He lifts the paper up and he gasps "I made a 40%.." Niki snickers after hearing the boy, and he pats his back

"Whatever!" M/n sighs, and he watches niki leave once the bell has rung. He shrugs it off, and he exits the classroom.

Niki walks outside, and he takes out his umbrella before opening it up until he looks over at m/n. "Damn, it's raining.." m/n groans until the rain droplets that were just hitting his hair and clothes dissappear.

"Uhm, how did they-" he turns before bumping into niki's chest.

He looks up slowly before meeting Niki's dark eyes, staring down at him.

"O-oh niki, I didn't even hear you coming, you walk so quietly!"

"Sorry, you were just standing in the rain, so I just wanted to help you out."

"Thanks, Niki, it means a lot!"

"No biggy dude, either way you want me to walk you home?" M/n nods his head, and the two boys start walking.

M/n hugs niki tightly while sighing, and he walks up the steps before turning back.

"Bye Niki, I'll miss you!" Niki stares up at the other boy in admiration before waving back.

"Bye m/n I'll miss you too, see you at school tomorrow!" M/n laughs, he sees niki walking away, then he gulps as he holds onto the test paper tightly before entering inside his house.

He's met with his father, the man taps his toe in his hand is a belt, in the other is an alcohol bottle before his father speaks up,

"I heard you got your exams back. Why'd you get an F-, not to mention the LOWEST in the CLASS." M/n starts shaking, and he looks down.

"It's not my fault dad you never got me the tutor I wanted.."

"It doesn't matter. You don't need a damn tutor. you're supposed to be smart, not slow. You're just a dumb sissy boy!"

M/n starts crying. He looks down at the bruises on his body. He then slowly stands up before walking towards his bedroom and going to bed to forget all the pain.

M/n starts tearing up, and he looks away while sulking. "I'm trying my best dad.."

"You're not, not at all. You're a failure!" M/n looks over, his father then raises the belt and he strikes it on the boy.

The man continues beating and hitting the boy before hitting him one last time and spitting hurtful words at him.

"such a disgrace you little bitch. Can't believe my son is a sissy boy."

The next morning, M/n walks into the school only to be pinned against the wall by a boy and three other boys.

"Got our money yet sissy boy?!" They spat, M/n slowly shakes his head no only to get slapped on his face twice, then he gets shoved onto the group by one of the bullies.

"You're so dumb no wonder you're such a sissy boy!"

"Hey! Leave him alone." The boys look back, Niki stands there furiously before he walks towards them out of anger.

He lifts one of them up by the back of their shirt, and he looks at them. "Leave him alone, or something will happen to you, and it's not a threat it's a promise." The boys scurry away, and Niki kneels down before seeing the bruises

"Your beaten so badly, I'm taking you to the nurses."

"No need to -" Niki picks up the boy, carrying him into his arms and cradling him against his chest.

The boys enter the nurses office, and he sets M/n down on the nursing bed

"shit she isn't here. Guess I'm gonna have to take care of you myself." Niki exclaims.

He goes to grab the Aidkit, and he pulls out bandages. M/n looks at him in confusion before wincing once niki's finger touches at his bruises. "What's wrong?" M/n shook his head, then Niki grew suspicious, he lifted up m/n's sleeves, seeing the bruises on his arms, and then he looked up at him, shocked and angry.

"Who did this to you."

"M-my uhm.." Niki grows even more angry, and he clenches his jaw.

"Tell me who M/n." M/n starts tearing up, and his head hangs low with tears rolling down his cheeks and dropping on his pants.

"It was my dad niki, he did all because of my F-.." Niki sighs, and he hugs M/n tightly, rubbing his back.

"He's never gonna do that ever again, not on my watch, I'll always protect you, m/n." M/n smiles, and he hugs him back before turning red.

"Thanks for helping bandage me up."

"No problem, M/n." Niki smirks. He then sits down beside m/n, fidgeting with his own fingers before sighing.

"M/n I've been meaning to tell you this."

"What is it, niki?" Niki sighs before he turns over towards the boy, his hands cups m/n cheeks while his thumb strokes over the softness of the boy's face and before m/n could say anything Niki leans in and plants his lips against his.

M/n eyes widened, the softness of their lips and the warmth starts to engulf him, and before he knows it, he's leaning into the touch, his arms wrapping around niki's neck and he kisses him more.

Niki's hands trail down towards M/n's waist, resting their for a while before the boy's finally pulled away from the intense making out.

"I can't believe I'm saying this m/n, but I'm so drunk in love with you, and I can't help it whenever I'm around you, im ready to call you mine." M/n smiles.

He then leans in and placing a peck on Niki's cheek. He then nods as he intertwines their hands together.

"I'm already yours, niki."

A/n : omg guys It took time I was supposed to release this yesterday but school was being a big dumbo but I'm releasing it and safe to say I'm proud of it, hope you guys enjoy it!!

[suhxin]

Who do you like more?

Genre: Fluff 💌

Pairing: Niki x male!reader

Started 11.12.2022 Finished 11.12.2022

Edited 06.01.2023

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„Hey Niki“ „Hm?“ „Sooha or me?“, Niki looked away from his phone screen to look at you who was laying on his chest. „What do you mean?“ „I saw you choosing Sooha over engene.“ You sat up to get a better view of his expressions. „That was an accident, I meant to say engene.“ Niki put his phone away to pull you back into his arms, but you moved Niki's hands out of the way. „You still need to answer my question though.“ Niki sighed as he also sat up. He pulled you closer by the nape of your neck and gave you a quick peck on your lips. „Is that answer enough?“ You started to look around the room, pretending to think of an answer. Before you could say something Niki grabbed you by the nape of your neck again to give you another kiss. It lasted longer than the one before and as you let go of each other you both were out of breath. „Sooha could never make me feel the way you do.“ He grabbed you by your shoulders and laid you both down on the bed again. „Let's continue cuddling now.“

[solarnomoon]

your eyes on me ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙✩ sim jaeyun smau

the time of reckoning has come! everyone is linked to their soulmate when they're born, but only after they turn twenty does that link become visible. however, you don't expect much, because the stupid red line tied to you is only seen when they're close by. for now, you'll just help your best friend with their soulmate, hoping it'll happen to you too.

pairing -♥̩͙ jake x male reader

tags -♥̩͙ soulmate au, college au, smau, fluff, cliche trope yatta yatta, male reader, not idol enhypen but enhypen as a group, crack, angst, misunderstanding, gaming terms, valorant, league of legends, genshin impact, references to pop culture

warnings -♥̩͙ cursing, suggestive themes, corny/dirty/kys jokes

featuring -♥̩͙ chaewon of le sserafim, winter of aespa, felix of straykids, more to come!

status -♥̩͙ not started!

taglist -♥̩͙ open!

author's note -♥̩͙ bro there's no way i'm doing another one BUT I LOVE SMAUs hello anyway SURPRISE i'm gonna start this one soon once i get all the profiles and storyboard together but yes jake!!!

profiles >>> the O(h)G(ee)'s -♥̩͙ enTRIFLIN

chapters >>>

00. just a normal day, searing dawn 01. so fucking supportive, call me sona 02.

[hhoonii]

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ WHEN + WHY ENHYPEN STARTED LIKING THEIR IDOL! S/O

pairing: idol!enhypen x fem idol!reader, genre: fluff, requested!! enha realizing they're down bad

— heeseung

when he saw you perform

he was absolutely stunned by your stage presence. you carried yourself with so much confidence that it was hard to not notice you. the way your hair swayed in the air whenever you moved and the way your lips curved into a smile did things to him more than he liked to admit. after finding out your name, he was guilty of looking you up on google and stalking your instagram. the members would hear him giggling, and they would instantly know it was because he was watching videos of you.

— jay

when both of you appeared on a variety show together

it just so happened that you two had to be paired up for the whole episode. literally. connected by a bracelet, you had to walk, eat, do missions— everything together. he didn’t think much about it at first, but he found himself smiling when he saw you skip so excitedly, dragging him with you. and when you wiped the bit of pasta sauce off his lips, his heart started beating a little faster. your chemistry with him was off the charts, and all he wished was for your on-screen romance to become a reality.

— jake

when you filmed a tiktok together

he thought you were cute trying to learn the choreo for “XO”. you couldn’t quite get the hand movements right, prompting him to gently touch and guide your hands. maybe it was the close proximity, the warmth of your hands, or the way your eyes met, but there was this unexplainable tension that filled the room. he quickly looked away, hoping you didn’t see the creeping blush on his face. although the filming went smoothly, he kept replaying those moments with you in his head.

— sunghoon

when both of you were special mcs

seeing how pretty you are up close made something spark in his heart. he kept stealing glances at you while you were practicing your lines. he chuckled at the slight pout you would make when you made a mistake, which you playfully glared at him for. the first thing he did after the show was look on social media to see if fans captured any cute moments between you two. normally idols want to avoid being shipped with other idols, but the idea didn't sound too bad to him if it was with you.

— sunoo

when he saw you with another male idol

you two have been close friends since childhood. your friendship was well known in the industry, and strictly platonic. it wasn’t until he saw you talking and laughing with another male idol that he started to feel a little jealous. that guy didn’t know what makes you laugh most, nor your deepest secrets like he did. and why was he leaning so close to you? he wanted to brush his feelings aside, but imagining you with someone else didn’t sit right with him...

— jungwon

when he saw you practicing

back in his pre-debut days, you were his sworn enemy. you two competed for the top trainee spot, always trying to one up each other. after both of you debuted, one day he peered into your practice room window, but something felt wrong. watching you as an idol made him suddenly see you in a different light. your messy hair no longer looked stupid, but rather hot. your annoying voice was now something that made him feel giddy just hearing it. he could deny it as much as he wanted to, but the heart never lies.

— ni-ki

when you did a collab stage together

he was already aware you were one of the best dancers in the idol industry, so he looked forward to working with you. but what impressed him was how you were so kind to him, always looking after him and complimenting him. he remained calm up until the choreography that required your faces to be mere centimeters apart. you had to be in his arms, maintaining eye contact, but he couldn’t look at you without internally panicking. you were attractive, and he wondered how one could be so perfect inside and out.

[rowretro]

POSSIBLE NEW SERIES PLS VOTE<3

I have been having a plan over the past 2 yrs, its to do a series thats Riki & Hoon x reader.

To summarrise it, Sunghoon loved Yura, and Y/n loved Jay, Y/n was Yura's bestfriend, and they tell eachother everything, same w Jayhoon except they're brothers. One day, The 2 saw Yura and Jay kiss, and since then, Yura and Y/n barely talked. Y/n was upset, and extremely heartbroken as Yura sworn to matchmake her and Jay, but instead it was very different.... Ofcourse Sunghoon was hurt, but he couldn't blame Jay, its not like Jay knew

Sunghoon sees y/n choking up flowers, and when he took her to the school infirmary after she fainted, he found out she has the Hanahaki disease (yk flowers growing inside bc of heartbreak, only true love can cure) since then they fell in love and Y/n gets better ofc.

Then Yandere Riki comes in the picture, with force marriage shit and they go poly is the idea.

If I go through with this series, other works will have to be on pause, except Metal Meets Love<3

[oimitocat]

TAKE ME UP | OS

park sunghoon x gn!reader

non idol au + 7 minutes in heaven + exes to situationship + angst + light fluff + college au + oral sex (giving) + blow job + implied unrequited love (hehe)

a/n; technically could be read as male reader

sunghoon didn’t want you. he made it very clear that he didn’t want to have you, just desire you. the words he had said that day “we’re better at wanting each other than having each other” rang through your head for weeks. it made sense, how he’s only want you to show off, to have fun but never to actually have soft moments with.

it was always you yearning for gentle love. you weren’t exactly all soft, you were like a current of water— calm and steady but overflowing and aggressive when pushed …but he was fire. consuming and evaporating. he drained you.

at some point you agreed. you two are better as anything but lovers. as much as it hurt.

he’s always around. you have mutual friends. it’s… painful. you always yearn for what could’ve, but you wish desperately to move on just like he has. you wish it didn’t bother you despite how little you think of him. still… your heart naturally yearns.

“seven what?” you ask as you take a sip of your drink.

“seven minutes in heaven!” ni-ki exclaims, grinning sadistically.

“what’s that?” you ask, genuinely.

sunoo and jay turn to you. “you being for real?”

“yes,” you raise a brow, “okay, call me stupid then.”

“no one is calling you stupid,” jay defends.

“i am,” ni-ki snorts. you narrow your eyes at him, “seven minutes in heaven is basically whoever is paired has to be in a room or closet for seven minutes or however long and do some freaky stuff.”

you blink, “oh.”

“let’s go play!” ni-ki shouts to the people that attended the party.

it was a total of 12 people. the bottle spun. cheers. boos. if anyone wanted to skip, they had to take a shot of lemon juice. you weren’t certain if you’d skip or anything, depended on who you were paired with. still, you wondered — what if you were paired with sunghoon?

the boy is clearly having fun with jay, who’s next to him. they chat between themselves, they laugh. why does it bother you? is it because clearly you’re not even worth acknowledging? not even a glance? you feel so alone.

“sunghoon aaandd…. y/n!”

you blink out of your thoughts, snapping your head towards ni-ki. “i’ll take the lemon shot.”

“what?” everyone gasps, disappointed and shocked.

sunghoon huffs, “what? you’re not over me? scared you’ll spill out your feelings?”

“you’re not worth my time,” you say as casual as possible and take the shot.

it’s bitter. sour. you make a face but you won’t show them you’re affected. sunghoon is saying something. you don’t know what. it’s not worth it. you mean nothing to him. so… why do you keep making him something for yourself? heesung is next to you, he puts a hand over yours while everyone continues the game.

“you good?” he asks softly, covered by the shouts of enthusiasm from everyone when the next pair is chosen.

you shrug, “i guess i am. i just like to keep clinging onto things that stopped having meaning long ago.”

heesung’s eyes soften, “y/n… if you want to leave i’ll leave with you.”

“for what? i’m not… upset.” you look around, unsure what to stare at. everyone looks happy. “i just… i don’t know.”

“you wish things were different?”

you shake your head, “i wish i was different. why do i feel like….”

“like you’re not moving on?” his thumb rubs over your knuckles. you nod. “everyone goes through it differently.”

you look at him.

“don’t feel bad because he’s indifferent and you can’t do the same. that just shows you’re real with your process…“ he stares at you lovingly, “y/n-“

“y/n anddddddd,” ni-ki spins the bottle again, “sunghoon again!”

everyone is quiet. this is awkward. again? heesung’s fingers twitch over your hand.

“lemon shot?” ni-ki offers, shifting his sight between you and sunghoon.

“i’m down,” you say.

sunghoon doesn’t smirk. his expression is neutral. “me too.”

still, the tension doesn’t dissipate from the atmosphere. jay and heesung glance at each other. you take your hand out from under heesung’s and pat his hand with tender appreciation. heesung watches as you stand and go to the room with sunghoon. ni-ki had stated before hand that there’s no closet big enough for two people. a room had to do.

sunghoon walks into the room first, you follow suit. the door isn’t even closed behind you fully when he slams you into it. the lock clicking, your eyes strain on sunghoon’a glaring eyes.

“the hell-“ your mouth is suddenly attacked him his lips.

he’s kissing you. you almost push him off, but your body goes lax as he opens his mouth and starts to makeout with you. your can’t help it, he’s always been your guilty pleasure. you pant when he pulls away, his warm, moist breath on your lips.

“that it? nothing more in mind?” you ask, challenging despite how frantic your heart is beating inside your chest.

he grins, “i have a couple of ideas….” he said, glancing down at your lips again.

you hum back, his cockiness giving you an idea. you kneel down in front of him, bringing you eye level with his crotch, “let’s see what you can take for the remaining five minutes.”

“one way to find out.” he said, immediately excited at the sight of you on your knees in front of him. you reached up and unbuttoned his pants, shimmying them down slightly, “y/n are you really..?” he asked, suddenly there’s doubt in his eyes.

“backing out on me?” you ask, snickering at him. you palmed him through his boxers and he let out a low groan, his head falling back against the door with a thud.

you smirked and reached into his boxers, wrapping your hand around his dick and pulling it out. you kitten licked the tip and his hips twitch. he lets out a soft whine.

“quiet. or do you want them to hear how whiney you get for me?" you warned.

you hardly gave him a chance to think about it before taking him into your mouth, he let out a low moan for a second before he remembered what you said and held it back. you sank down as far as you could, slightly gagging as he hit the back of your throat, the sensation making his dick twitch in your mouth. still, you’re a trooper, it doesn’t faze you after a second.

you took your time sucking him off, keeping your actions slow and teasing. he bucks his hips up into your mouth and you bring a hand up to his hips, pushing him back into the door and holding him in place. he whines, pushing up against your hand. you pull back and he falls out of your mouth.

he whines out of frustration, “y/n- please i was so close. felt good-“

“cum when i tap your hip, not before. not after.”

he whines, not liking the order but still, he nods.

"that’s better." you say before guiding him back into your mouth.

you go back to your slow pace, trying to keep him from getting to the edge too quickly. his hips twitch, hinting at how close he was. you lap at the underside of his dick, his breath hitches. you hear footsteps coming from the hall, your time is almost up. yet you bob your head, you move your tongue and he can’t keep his noises to himself. they knock on the door — you tap — he cums in you mouth with a gasp.

“uh, time’s up,” someone says, you pull off of sunghoon.

he’s slump against the door, breathing uneven. you tuck him on lazily, coming up and being at eye level again. you grin, “the only one that spilled anything here was you baby,” you peck his lips, taking in his hot, heavy breaths.

he grabs you by the back of your head and kisses you again.

“guys-?”

“i’m sorry-“ sunghoon pants between kisses, “gives us a minute!”

“uh- sure?” and then there’s giggles from the living room.

“another minute?” you question, eyeing sunghoon with that tenderness you wish you didn’t have for him.

sunghoon nods, breathing normal now. “i just… i need one more minute with you. even if it’s the last.”

you close your eyes and your head falls forward into his neck. “don’t.”

“y/n…”

“you broke up with me. you left me.” you whisper, scared to break down into tears at the memory.

“i know,” he whispers, “i’m sorry… i just… feel so undeserving of you.”

“me too…”

you stay there in his embrace. he doesn’t want to let go…. neither do you. just one more minute… you two allow yourselves to love just one more minute…

[hamilando]

ੈ✩‧ it’s rizz, babyboy (enha texts) ੈ✩‧

Genre :- rizzing (trying) to Enhypen

Pairing :- Enhypen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is might be a little suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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