#nishimura riki ff

[hayves1]

She fell first, but he fell harder ★ NRK

pairing : grumpy!ni-ki x sunshine!fem reader

genre : sunshine x grumpy

warnings : nothing, just fluff (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

wc : 223

You were sunshine. He was grumpy. You were bubbly, bright, and nice to everyone, even if they disliked you. While Ni-ki was cold and didn’t really talk to anyone. Ni-ki didn’t like your ‘oh so perfect’ and bright personality. In fact, he hated anyone who was nice to him.

You’ve had a crush on him for a while now. You’d bring him gifts or try to cheer him up but he always responded so coldly.

But over time, he started to loosen up and got used to you being around. Before he knew it, he started to fall in love. The way you smiled, laughed, or simply just glanced at him made his heart skip a beat.

“I’m not really good at this kind of stuff but y/n, I really do like you. You’re nice, cute, funny, and beautiful…” he was avoiding eye contact because he didn’t want to show how shy he was right now. Your face lit up at his words.

“You like me?” you ask, making sure he’s being honest. “Yeah, I really do” he finally made eye contact with you. You widely smiled and hugged him tightly. He smiled softly as he wrapped his arms around your waist in response.

You are the only one who can make him feel this way

Authors note: this is so cute wait

© hayves1 2024

[enhani-ki]

fuckboy!ni-ki x reader

warnings: smut, nsfw, cursing, mentions of killing, etc.

read part two here!

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki likes to lie and waste time.

a game player, smooth talker, and a liar when it suited him.

ni-ki knew exactly what to say to get what he wanted. he'd tell a girl she was the only one, that she was special, that he couldn't stop thinking about her, only to turn around and send the same message to someone else.

when he got what he wanted? he gets bored.

it was always the same: a few weeks, maybe a month if they were lucky, then he'd just start pulling away. no more sweet words, no more playful texts, it's dry responses and distance until they finally took the hint.

girls will cry, get angry, some even tried to plot revenge... but ni-ki? he never felt guilty.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki doesn't believe in love.

he won't date and won't do relationships. he wasn't interested doing those late-night calls or good-morning texts, and the thought of commitment made him want to laugh.

he just likes a little flirting, a little fun, love songs, fucking then moving on before things got too serious.

they liked the chase, thinking they could be the one to change him, and the idea of being the exception.

but there are no exceptions. he'd rather catch a body than catch feelings for somebody he barely knows.

ni-ki was always clear about what he wanted, even if they refused to believe him.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki was impatient.

he's leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, and tight jaw. his fuck buddy is late and he hates waiting. it's not his style to sit around for anyone.

he sighed, running a hand through his hair. then, he spotted a familiar silhouette approaching.

finally.

and without hesitation, he reached out, grabbed your wrist, and pulled you into the shadows.

"you took your sweet time." he muttered, his lips already brushing against your ear. "i should make you pay for making me wait, don't you think?" then ni-ki started talking dirty.

your body stiffened in his grasp.

ni-ki smirked. he loves it when someone gets shy because of him but something was off.

there's no giggle or eager hands slipping on his body... only silence.

ni-ki pulled back, his eyes locked on your wide, terrified eyes.

you're a face he had never seen before.

"who the fuck are you?!" he blurted out.

"i- i'm sorry!" you stammered, breathing heavily in shock.

ni-ki's mouth opened to say something but before he could, you ran away, you ran so fast that your belongings spilled onto the floor in your rush to escape.

ni-ki cursed under his breath, running a hand down his face.

fuck.

not only he's not gonna have sex but he also accidentally just harassed a complete stranger.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki got mad, completely ghosting and blocked his fuck buddy's number.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki wasn't the type to dwell on things. if he ever made a mistake, he moved on. he's that simple.

but what happened with you? that bothered him.

maybe it was the way your eyes looked at him, it was pure fear, like he was some kind of monster... or maybe it was because he had never been the kind of guy to force himself onto someone.

he's cocky, sure. shameless, absolutely. but he never needed to resort to shit like that and now, he just left a random girl traumatized.

great.

ni-ki took your abandoned things from his bag, staring at them in irritation. he could've just tossed this somewhere and let you deal with it but it's the least he could do, right?

he looked for you everywhere and when he finally spotted you walking down the hall, he didn't hesitate to approach.

"hey."

your body stiffened instantly when you saw him, you gulped and turned, ready to leave.

ni-ki rolled his eyes and reached out, catching your wrist before you could escape. "relax," he sighed. "i'm just here to give you these…"

you hesitated but quickly grabbed your things and muttered, "thanks."

he let go but he's also expecting you to run again and he's not letting you off easily.

his fingers wrapped around your wrist again, "i'm not done..." he said. "why are you in such a hurry?"

"i gotta go…"

"oh, really?" ni-ki scoffed but released his grip. "fine. look, i'm sorry about earlier. i thought you were someone else."

"your girlfriend?"

ni-ki chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "no, i don't do girlfriends." he teased but it wasn't meant to joke or seduce. "you forgive me?"

you smiled slightly before nodding but then you tilted your head, curious. "...but why would you say something like that to someone who isn't your girlfriend?"

he smirked and leaned in again, so close you could smell his cologne.

"mind your own business, won't you?" he said and walked away.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki found you at his playground.

parties were all the same. loud music, flashing lights, people pressed up against each other like they forgot what personal space was.

ni-ki was used to it, it's his playground.

he's sitting with his friends. there's a smirk on his face while some girl clung to his arm, twirling her hair and giggling at everything he said even though he wasn't even trying to be funny.

"so, ni-ki..." she purred, leaning in close, "when are we getting out of here?"

ni-ki exhaled, he's not in the mood yet and he's ready to give a half-assed answer until his eyes flickered to the entrance where you walked in.

"huh."

you walked in, looking... insanely good wearing a dress that hugged all the right places that it made ni-ki's fuck boy brain short-circuit for a second.

the girl beside him was still talking but he wasn't listening anymore, his interest became completely derailed.

"wait here..." ni-ki muttered, removing the girl's arms off of him without another word.

she sputtered in protest but ni-ki was already gone, slipping through the crowd, with eyes locked on you.

he "accidentally" bumped into you, almost knocking you off balance then his hands instinctively gripped your waist to steady you.

"wow… you're-"

you covered yourself quickly, you crossed your arms over your chest and sent him a glare before he could even think about finishing that sentence

"what do you want?" you asked, unimpressed.

he blinked, momentarily thrown off.

"nothing." he recovered quickly, slipping his hands into his pockets.

you sighed. "have you seen my friend, f/n?"

ni-ki shook his head. "i have no idea who that is," he replied, then quickly added, "i'll help you look."

his hand landed on your shoulder but you instantly shrugged it. ni-ki scoffed at your unfriendly action, "seriously?" he asked, rolling his eyes but followed anyway, trailing beside you like he's trying to find his friend too.

his eyes kept drifting back to you. the way your hips swayed slightly as you walked, the way your hair swung when you turned your head... it was so distracting and ni-ki found himself grinning.

he was enjoying himself, honestly and he wasn't even gonna try to flirt anymore, he was just already thrilled to be by your side.

you stopped in a less crowded part of the house, scanning the room then you were pulling at your dress subtly, adjusting the hem like you're clearly uncomfortable.

ni-ki clicked his tongue "w- why are you wearing that if you're uncomfortable?"

you turned to him sharply, eyes narrowing. "why do you care?!"

"why are you so mad at me?"

"'cause i don't know what you're trying to do."

"i'm not trying do do anything to you!"

you glared at him again, adjusting your dress.

"tch." ni-ki removed his jacket and threw it at your face.

"what the hell-"

ni-ki rolled his eyes, already regretting being nice. "wear that, idiot."

you hesitated.

he sighed and turned away, "do whatever you want."

you slipped the jacket over your shoulders then ni-ki peeked at you from the corner of his eyes where he saw you practically drowning in his jacket. you looked so tiny in it, he had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself from smiling.

you finally spotted your friend near the drinks table, "f/n!" you called out, relieved.

your friend turned with a smile then her eyes immediately widened when she saw who was standing beside you.

"oh. my. God." she gasped, barely even acknowledging you because she's looking at ni-ki.

ni-ki smirked at her reaction, clearly used to it. "hi. what's up?"

you friend actually looked starstruck for a second before shaking herself out of it.

"why are you with him?" she whisper-yelled at you, leaning in like you just brought home a stray cat but the dangerous kind.

"he just helped me find you." you replied and without another word, you grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the exit.

"bye, ni-ki!" your friend waved at him.

ni-ki chuckled, grinning while watching the two of you rush off.

as soon as you and your friend stepped outside, she immediately started her interrogation with gleaming eyes.

"okay," she breathed, grabbing your shoulders. "do you know how many girls would kill to be in your position?!"

you groaned. "it's not what you think!"

she gasped, dramatically covering her mouth. "wait… did you do it?"

you blinked. "what do you mean by it?"

she wiggled her eyebrows and giggled, playfully slapping your arm. "you know what I mean~"

you eyes widened in disgust. "i would never do it with anyone!"

she laughed as you pushed her lightly, still giggling like a schoolgirl.

"okay, okay, i believe you..." she teased. "but still, damn. ni-ki even gave you his jacket?"

she said, snatching the sleeve of the jacket and sniffed it.

you grabbed it back.

she gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest. "it smells expensive… sexy, actually."

you gave her a disgusted look again and tightened the jacket around you, trying to ignore the fact that, yeah, it did smell good.

"don't get so weird about this." you warned.

she only laughed, linking her arm through yours. "now tell me more about you and ni-ki."

"there is no me and ni-ki!"

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki suddenly wants to prove that he wasn't actually the asshole you thought he was but ended messing it up.

he told himself it was over. he gave back your stuff, apologized (which, honestly, he never did for anyone), even gave you his jacket, and that should've been the end of it.

he tried not to be pushy 'cause he knew better now, but he still found ways to be around you. if he saw you at school, he'd just give a casual nod. if you were in the cafeteria, he'd sit nearby, pretending it was a coincidence. and if you caught him looking, you'd glare and he would quickly look away.

he was used to people chasing him, used to girls who always wants something from him, not someone who wanted nothing to do with him. and when you made it clear, he said "you really think the worst of me, huh?"

you crossed your arms. "can you blame me?"

ni-ki huffed a laugh. "i don't even do shit to you."

but then, you might just be playing hard to get, right?

he smirked, grabbing your phone and held it high.

"ni-ki, i swear- give it back!"

you jumped, reaching for it, but he was way taller. he tilted his head, watching you struggle, and then...

fuck it.

because he's ni-ki, he's reckless, stupid and didn't think things through... he kissed you.

it was quick, barely even a brush of lips.

he pulled back, expecting a reaction, but not the one he got.

your face twisted in disbelief before you hit him.

you smacked his chest repeatedly, pushing him, "what is wrong with you?! that was my first kiss, stupid!"

ni-ki's eyes widened. "wait- what? seriously?"

you fought back your tears, shoving him one last time before storming off. "don't talk to me ever again!"

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki is doing something completely out of character.

he didn't plan to kiss you. it just happened like some dumb, impulsive thought he acted on before his brain could catch up.

he wanted to reach out but what the hell was he even supposed to say?

"hey, my bad for stealing your first kiss lol?"

"i didn't think it'd be that big of a deal."

"wait, you really never kissed anyone before?"

shit, no. that was all dumb as hell.

for the next few days, ni-ki is not being himself.

he forgot his usual girls, he hadn't even been with anyone ever since he met you.

"dude, what's up with you?" one of his friends asked.

ni-ki just shrugged, flipping his phone in his hands. "nothing."

you were avoiding him like he was some virus. you look the other way when he walked past or really refusing to even glance in his direction.

so, fine. he swallowed his pride and showed up at your house.

you opened the door, immediately frowning when you saw him. "what do you want?"

ni-ki exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck.

"i'm sorry, alright?" he said quickly. "i was being an idiot, i didn't think, and..."

"you're apologizing?"

ni-ki groaned, shoving his hands in his pockets. "yeah..."

you crossed your arms, unimpressed. "took you long enough."

he sighed, stepping closer. "i didn't know it was your first kiss..."

you rolled your eyes, "whatever."

then ni-ki hugged you.

you gasped, trying to make him let go. "what- what are you doing?!"

ni-ki just chuckled, resting his chin on your shoulder. "saying sorry?"

"by hugging me?!"

"would you rather i kiss you again?"

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!"

he laughed again, pulling back slightly to look at your flustered expression.

you scowled. "you're such a pervert."

his smirk returned, teasing. "you liked being hugged though."

you smacked his chest hard. "GO HOME, NI-KI."

he grinned, backing away "but we're good now, right?"

you didn't answer, just slammed the door in his face.

ni-ki chuckled to himself, breathing in relief as he walked away.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki is trying his best to please you... and hold himself back from being a fuck boy.

ni-ki has a serious problem. these days, he found himself doing things that were completely out of character.

like waiting outside your classroom when he swore he was just going to pass by, remembering your usual order at the café near school and handing it to you in front of everyone like it was no big deal, then making sure you got home safe after study sessions.

he wasn't even trying to get anything out of it because for once in his life, he actually wanted to do things the right way. he wanted to get a girlfr- girl friend. a friend that's a girl. that's all.

totally normal. nothing weird.

but it's so frustrating because you weren't even making it easy for him.

you still roll your eyes at him when he tried to be nice. you still gave him unimpressed looks when he offered to carry your things. and the other day, when he casually said you looked cute, you hit him with a deadpan, "what do you want?"

like, damn. he was actually trying here.

then… you'll also do things that completely messed him up.

your cheeks puff out whenever you concentrate, making him desperately want to bite them.

or how we would notice your tits slightly jiggle and move whenever you're running or simply writing. suddenly, he would have to leave the room for fresh air.

when you got mad at him, all fiery and stubborn, he had the worst urge to just shut you up, not in a way that was appropriate for a friend.

ni-ki groaned, running a hand down his face.

his first thought?

"God, i wanna touch."

his second thought?

"i need help."

you left something at school. suddenly, he showed up at your door, handing your things back along with a bottle of your favorite drink.

you looked at him confused, ni-ki rolled his eyes, pushing the bag into your hands.

"you… bought this for me?"

"don't be weird!" he grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "just take it."

you stared at him for a long moment before stepping aside. "you wanna come in?"

ni-ki shook his head, he knew himself. he knew that the second he got too comfortable, his usual instincts would kick in... he would start flirting, the way he always found a way to get what he wanted.

instead of smirking and stepping inside like he usually would, he just shoved his hands in his pockets, exhaling.

"nah," he said. "i'll just see you tomorrow, okay?"

a small smile formed at your lips. "thanks, ni-ki."

he turned away quickly, waving a hand over his shoulder while his heart raced so fast. "welcome."

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki can't figure out if you're just a damsel in distress or actually bossing him around

ni-ki likes to think he's a pretty capable guy. he's used to girls needing him for things... carrying their bags, opening their drinks, giving them rides home. he didn't mind. it boosted his ego.

but every time you asked for his help, he couldn't tell if you were actually helpless or if you're just treating him like some personal assistant.

you handed him your backpack without a word while texting on your phone.

ni-ki blinked. "uh… am i supposed to carry this?"

"yeah." you replied without even looking at him.

"…please?"

you gave him a look. "i could say please, but you're already holding it."

then later you stared at a vending machine like it had personally offended you.

"what, it didn't give you your snack?"

"no..." you huffed, crossing your arms. "it won't take my bill."

ni-ki sighed, pulling out his own money and sliding in a new bill. the machine beeped, and he pressed your selection.

then the snack dropped, you grabbed it, turned on your heel, and walked away.

the way you pouted when you struggled with something, how your brows furrowed in concentration, the tiny pleased smile you gave when things worked out in your favor... it pleased him too.

so when you showed up next to him one day, shaking your phone with an exaggerated sigh, ni-ki already knew what was coming.

"my phone is dead," you said.

he smiled "finally."

you glared, "give me your charger."

ni-ki scoffed in disbelief. "you don't even pretend to be polite anymore!"

you pouted. "please?"

his eye twitched. you're so annoying. cute but mostly annoying.

ni-ki pulled out his charger and handed it to you. "i swear, don't lose it."

"i never lose things." you said, already plugging it in.

"liar." he shook his head. "you lost your AirPods case last week."

you laughed and waved him off. "that was one time."

ni-ki smiled, he felt that stupid warmth creep up his neck again when he heard your laugh.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki asked you to work out with him.

you regret this.

you had never worked out before but when ni-ki said, "come on, i'll go easy on you." you refused to back down.

big mistake.

now, here you are, struggling to breathe properly while ni-ki, just finished another set of weights, stood there looking like some Greek god.

sweat clung to his skin, his black shirt sticking slightly to his toned torso. his hair was pushed back from his forehead and sharp jawline got even more defined.

you gulped.

then he caught you staring. his lips curled into a grin. "like what you see?"

you quickly looked away. "shut up."

he only laughed.

later, back in your room, you are dying.

your muscles ached in places you didn't even know existed. you lay on your bed, groaning while ni-ki sat next to you, arms crossed.

"you're overreacting." he said.

"you tricked me," you accused. "you said you'd go easy."

"i did!" he defended, snickering.

you groaned again, moving slightly only to wince at the soreness in your legs.

ni-ki smiled. "want a massage?"

you looked at him. "you give massages?"

he smirked. "i'm really good with my hands."

you squinted and he laughed. ni-ki began to straddle your back, hands pressing into your tense shoulders.

the moment he started kneading your muscles, your body melted.

"oh… that's so good…" you whispered, voice airy.

ni-ki chuckled. "i am good, huh?"

"ah, ye- yeah, it feels so good." you mumbled, already slipping into a relaxed haze.

ni-ki's hands stilled for a second.

your voice sounded… weirdly suggestive.

he bit back a laugh. he knew you were just tired, but hearing you say that in such a soft, breathy tone? hmm.

he kept massaging, feeling the tension slowly leave your body. it wasn't long before your breathing evened out.

"…did you just fall asleep?" he muttered.

silence.

ni-ki shook his head, you looked so peaceful, face slightly turned to the side, lips were slightly parted.

his eyes trailed to your exposed neck, heart pounding while reaching out to gently brush your hair aside.

and before he could stop himself, he leaned in, pressing soft, featherlight kisses along the curve of your nape up to your neck.

your body reacted on instinct, tilting slightly, like giving him more access.

a soft, sleepy moan escaped your lips.

ni-ki's eyes widened, heart slamming against his ribs.

"…a- are you awake?" he asked.

silence.

panic surged through him. he quickly grabbed the blanket and draped it over you, standing up so fast he nearly tripped.

ni-ki ran home and the second his front door swung open, he stumbled inside, slamming it shut behind him. his fingers went straight to the waistband of his sweatpants, tugging at it while his mind still clouded with you.

the soft moan you let out, the way your body naturally tilted into his touch, the warmth of your skin beneath his lips.

his jaw clenched as he glanced down at his cock, his sweatpants doing a poor job at hiding the evidence of just how badly he was losing control.

ni-ki groaned, balling his fists, fighting the instinct to just take care of it.

he grabbed his phone, scrolling through his contacts.

the phone barely rang before a familiar, flirty voice answered.

"hey, ni-"

"how fast can you get here?"

the girl on the other end giggled. "mhm, about 30, 40 minutes-"

click. that's too late.

ni-ki exhaled sharply, tossing his phone onto his bed. his hand ran through his hair, feeling the frustration throughout his body. he pulled his sweatpants back up, shaking off the temptation.

and even though he had just worked out, he grabbed another set of weights and dropped to the floor, blasting music at full volume.

push-ups. sit-ups. anything to burn the tension off.

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki looked like shit the next day.

you burst out laughing the moment you saw him.

he looked rough. dark circles under his eyes, hair a mess, slouched in his chair like he barely made it out of bed.

"what happened to you?" you grinned, poking his arm.

ni-ki groaned, brushing you off. "it's your fault."

"wha- my fault? what did i do?"

he turned his head away, eyes shutting like he couldn't even look at you right now. "just… drop it."

you leaned in, pushing him playfully. "come on, tell meee." you pouted. "fine, then at least let me make it up to you! what can I do?"

ni-ki scoffed, tilting his head back against the chair. "there's nothing you can do."

when class ended and you followed him towards the gym storage room.

"ni-ki!" you called, slipping inside right behind him.

he turned around just as the door slammed shut. the click of the lock echoed through the small space.

"…are you kidding me?" ni-ki muttered.

you tried the handle. locked.

ni-ki groaned, he sat and started rubbing his face. "i really don't have the energy for this right now."

you stepped in front of him, with hands on your hips. "you seriously won't tell me what's wrong?"

and instead of answering, ni-ki suddenly reached out, gripping your waist and pulling you close.

you froze as he rested his head against your stomach, arms wrapped around you.

"just shut up, will you?" he murmured, voice muffled against your shirt.

you brought your hand to his hair, your fingers brushing the strands. you began to comb through them slowly, your touch gentle and rhythmic.

his body relaxed against you, the tension in his grip softening. ni-ki hummed.

you began to smile while playing with his hair, twirling a few strands between your fingers before smoothing them out.

it's sweet... but your legs were starting to ache.

"okay... maybe just a little longer." you thought, shifting your weight slightly to ease the pressure on your feet.

ni-ki didn't move. if anything, his grip on your hips tightened, like a sleepy child clutching a favorite pillow.

your legs began to tremble faintly, you hoped ni-ki would notice.

but nothing, he was like a cat curled up in the perfect sunbeam.

you sighed quietly, glancing down at him. your hands still in his hair as you debated your options. "maybe if i lean a little, he'll..."

ni-ki let out a low hum, his grip loosening just slightly as he shifted his head. for a split second, you thought your prayer had been answered, until he wrapped his arms fully around your waist, pulling you down to his lap.

"ni-ki!" you hissed, barely catching yourself with your hands as you stumble forward.

his eyes cracked open, a sleepy smirk tugging at his lips. "why are you so tense?"

"because you're treating me like a body pillow!"

"you're comfy."

you groaned, glaring at the top of his head. ni-ki added "you should've leave me alone." the smirk of his returned as his arms tightened around you once more.

"you know..." he began, "let's just skip class, you wanna sleep with me?"

your eyes widened, your brain short-circuiting at his words. "wha-what do you mean sleep with you?" you stuttered, leaning back instinctively.

ni-ki flicked your forehead lightly, his smirk growing. "not like that, you idiot." he said, shaking his head in disbelief. "i meant just sleeping. me, you, sleeping here. eyes closed. that's it."

you laughed awkwardly. "right..."

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki realized that he doesn't want to be your friend.

ni-ki got annoyed the second you started talking about jungwon. he had just introduced him but he noticed the way your eyes stared at his friend.

ni-ki subtly stepped in front of your view, blocking jungwon from your sight.

"hey! move!" you hissed, trying to peer around him.

and instead of budging, ni-ki covered your eyes with his hands.

"what the?!" you immediately grabbed at his wrists, struggling.

he kept his hands firmly in place, waiting until his jungwon hyung was completely out of sight.

and when he finally let go, you blinked, looking around. "where is he?"

ni-ki smirked. "i killed him."

you smacked his arm.

later, he was sitting on his bed while you lounged across from him, "he was really nice," you said, kicking your feet. "and kinda cute too, like a cat don't you think?"

"who do you like better, me or him?"

you blinked, confused. "what kind of question is that?"

"just answer."

"i like you," you said casually. "as my friend."

ni-ki scoffed. maybe he did want to be your friend before but that isn't the case anymore.

"i'm not your friend."

"yes, you are."

ni-ki grabbed your face with both hands, tilting your head up before slamming his lips onto yours, aggressively like he was trying to erase every thought you had of jungwon. "friends don't do this."

rough and desperate, his fingers pressed into your cheeks as he devoured your mouth, refusing to let you breathe while angling your head exactly how he wanted..

you gripped his shoulders, a muffled gasp escaping your lips as he deepened the kiss.

but ni-ki wasn't just kissing you, he was already claiming you.

he groaned against your lips, hands sliding to the back of your neck. holding you in place like he didn't want you slipping away and the second your lips parted slightly, he will deepen the kiss even more, biting at your bottom lip like he wanted to ruin you.

and when ni-ki finally pulled away, his lips were already swollen.

"you were saying?" ni-ki muttered, still holding your face.

you stared at him, breathless, lips tingling.

"…huh?"

he smirked, wiping his thumb over your lower lip before leaning in again.

"that's what i thought."

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki can't keep his hands off you.

you used to slap his hands away.

his arm over your shoulder? gone.

sneaking his hands around your waist? not happening.

grabbing your wrist to pull you closer? absolutely not.

but after the kiss, you started letting him and ni-ki noticed... of course, he did.

the first time you didn't push him away when he rested an arm around your shoulders, he almost did a double take.

you also didn't immediately escape when he pulled you onto his lap and when he linked his fingers with yours? he was expecting you to smack his hands, but you didn't.

"you're getting too comfortable," you muttered, feeling the warmth of his palm against yours.

ni-ki only smirked, giving your hand a squeeze.

"you're spoiling me, you know." he murmured against your ear, his breath sending a shiver down your spine. "if you keep this up, i'll start thinking you actually like me."

you scoffed, pushing his face half-heartedly.

ni-ki chuckled, leaning in like he was about to kiss you again. you froze, expecting the warmth of his lips- but he only brushed his nose against yours.

he pulled back, satisfied at the way you reacted. "see?"

your cheeks burned, frustration bubbling in your chest. you freed yourself from his grip and walked away, annoyed.

ni-ki watched you go with amusement. "where are you going?"

"far away from you."

✶ fuckboy!ni-ki ready to be yours.

"go put on a nice dress." ni-ki said over the phone.

you raised a brow. "why?"

he grinned. "because we're going to a restaurant."

you narrowed your eyes. "we are?"

"yeah." replied. "i made a reservation."

you got ready anyway. and when you stepped out in your dress, ni-ki scanned you up and down, "pretty." he murmured, before grabbing your hand and leading you outside.

before you both enter the restaurant, he suddenly intertwined his fingers with yours, "this is a date, okay?" he said, watching your reaction.

you blinked, caught off guard. "a what?"

ni-ki just grinned and dragged you inside.

your eyes widened as you looked around the table. all your favorite foods were there, plated beautifully under the dim, warm lights.

you turned to him, speechless.

ni-ki simply pulled out a chair for you, nodding at the seat.

the dinner was nice. way more than nice. he talked, he listened, and laughed with you.

"is this real? are you actually asking me out?"

"yes," ni-ki said, nodding. "i'm serious."

your chest tightened. you wanted to believe him but a part of you was scared.

what if he change his mind? what if you let yourself fall, only for him to break your heart once you bit into it?

ni-ki noticed your hesitation. he hated that you had to doubt him but he can't also blame why, though he wasn't just playing around.

he reached for your hand, bringing it to his lips. "just a bit more of your trust, okay?" he whispered against your skin.

you stared at him for a moment before finally leaning in to hug him.

he held you close, his lips curving against your shoulder. "you were mine the first time i kissed you."

you pulled back and laughed, playfully slapping his arm as you remembered how he stole your first kiss.

at his house, ni-ki captured your lips in a slow, passionate kiss. his mouth moved against yours, savoring every moment. he then pressed soft kisses along your jaw and down the column of your neck.

he found that sensitive spot that made you moan, he latched on and sucked harder, relishing the sound of your pleasure.

ni-ki started guiding you towards his bedroom, never breaking the kiss. once inside, he gently laid you down the bed, his body still pressed against yours.

he looked up at you with intense desire in his eyes, he asked breathlessly, "can i?" his eyes flicked down to your heaving chest.

you nodded, granting him permission. ni-ki didn't hesitate, slipping his hands under your shirt to fondle and tease your sensitive nipples through the thin fabric of your bra.

you arched into his touch, panting softly. he swallowed down your needy moans as he devoured your lips again, his tongue delving deep to clash against yours.

"friends won't do this, right?" ni-ki gasped between heated kisses. he tugged your shirt up and over your head, tossing it aside. his mouth moved, licking and sucking at your bare breasts.

your fingers tangled in his hair, holding him against you as he lavished all attention on your tits.

then ni-ki trailed kisses down to your stomach. hooking his fingers in your panties, he groaned at feeling soaked folds. "fuck, you're so wet for me already," he murmured, tracing his finger along your slit.

he buried his face between your thighs and began eating you out with your panties on. the fabric added delicious friction when his mouth sucked the sensitive bud, lapping at your clit.

you cried out, ni-ki removed your panties. the first swipe of his tongue directly on your pussy made you both moan. you taste even better than he imagined.

ni-ki growled. diving in for more like a starving man. his talented mouth had you writhing and gasping within moments.

he couldn't help but picture how tightly your virgin pussy would squeeze his cock when he finally got to slide inside you. he just know he wouldn't last long once he felt your walls gripping him.

his tongue darted in and out of your slick folds, making you to tug on his hair harshly.

ni-ki's fingers dug into the soft flesh of your thighs as he licked and sucked your clit with sloppy, desperate motions. sounds of your moans and gasps only served to fuel his own growing arousal with every passing second.

but he promised himself he could wait, for now, he was content to focus solely on pleasuring you, determined to make you feel as good as possible.

he sealed his lips around your clit and suckled hard, pressing two fingers inside as listened to the squelching sounds of your tight cunt.

you cried out, your back arching off the bed as he pumped them in and out. "ni-ki, i...i think I'm going to...ahhh!" your words dissolved into a wordless moan as he curled his fingers just right.

soon, your thighs clamped around his head as you came, your pussy clenching down on his fingers in rhythm.

ni-ki crawled up your trembling body to capture your lips in a deep kiss. "you taste so good," he murmured against your mouth. "i can't wait to be inside you." he said as he positioned himself at your entrance, rubbing the thick head of his cock at your wet folds "i'll be gentle, baby."

"tell me if it hurts too much." he added, slowly pushing forward when he felt your walls relaxed slightly.

you let out whimpers and sharp gasps, the sting of pain clouded your eyes with tears. ni-ki paused, giving you a moment to adjust to the new feeling of being filled inside completely.

the sensation of your pussy squeezing him was unlike anything else. he wanted to fuck the shit out of you, claim you so thoroughly that you'd never forget your first time but he loves you so he has to be patient and gentle with your innocent body.

your whimpers and moans filled the room, ni-ki's heart swelled seeing you like this, breathless, desperate... he can't believe that your body is his for the taking.

your cunt began to welcome him inch by inch.

"fuck, you feel amazing." he groaned, fighting the urge to hammer into you wildly.

starting with shallow thrusts, he gradually increased his pace, still mindful of your pain. and as ni-ki doing it deeper, he leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. "you're taking my cock so well..." he praised. "so fucking sexy."

your eyes fluttered shut and you tilted your head back in bliss, lost to the new pleasure and pressure building inside you. ni-ki felt your walls fluttering around him erratically. "ni-ki, i think- i'm- again..."

he knew you were close.

he increased his pace, deep strokes hitting that special spot inside you with every thrust. his hands gripped your hips enough to bruise as he fucked his dick into you, grunting with the effort of holding himself back from his own release.

and with a strangled cry, you came undone beneath him. ni-ki followed soon after with a moan of your name, pulling out before spilling his cum all over your thighs.

after cleaning up, ni-ki crawled back into bed and pulled you to his chest, kissing your face and neck but you moved and positioned yourself in his hips, where his hardening cock already poking on your sensitive, beaten entrance. "ready again?" he chuckled, wrapping his arms on your waist, his face nuzzling on your neck.

you giggled and sank down on him with a gasp. ni-ki groaned at the slick heat enveloping him again, making love with more confidence this time around.

rounds later, you're all sweaty and tired. ni-ki wondered dazedly if he'd turned his sweet, innocent girl into a sex addict. "you're so good, ni-ki..." you said, kissing him. to ni-ki, you looked like a sex god, your lips kiss-swollen, chest full of hickeys, your hair is a mess...

completely wrecked by him.

he wrapped his arms around your limp form and rolled to the side, careful not to dislodge from where he was still buried inside you.

and you're there thinking about worshipping ni-ki's body for the rest of your life.

"i'm going to fuck you all over again in the shower." he declared with a wicked grin. you answered with a moan that tells him it sounds like the perfect plan.

never knew sex could hit this different when it was out of love.

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☆ nishimura riki x afab!reader

☆ wc: 1.1k

☆ warnings: SMUT (MDNI), nsfw, dry humping, making out, pure teenage horniness

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YOU arrived at riki’s house. riki and you had been dating for six months. the two of you had made it a tradition to meet up every friday at either one of your apartments and have a movie night and this time, you came over to his place. 

however, the last few weeks have been.. different. it seemed as if your innocent tradition had become a little more intense. lingering touches, glances, the not-so-subtle eye-fucking when one of you thinks the other isn’t paying attention and today wasn’t any different. 

riki’s eyes raked over your figure when you showed up at his doorstep. wearing his hoodie and a ridiculously short mini-skirt. he gulped at the sight and stepped aside, letting you in before locking the door and engulfing you in a warm hug “hey baby” he murmured as he rested his head on your shoulder. 

you tensed up, the tension between the two of you was painfully obvious but you tried your best to ignore it and wrapped your arms around his waist tightly and humming in acknowledgment.

“i brought snacks” “great, and i picked out a movie” he spoke up, voice slightly muffled because of your clothes. you hesitantly pulled away and riki silently thanked god because he was growing harder by the minute and it would only take so long before it became evident. 

you both cozied up on his bed, draping thick blankets over your legs and cuddling up .your legs were tangled and his right hand wrapped around your shoulders, bringing you closer making you lean on his chest. you were dangerously close to the point where riki could smell the vanilla scent of your shampoo and could feel the warmth of your bare thighs pressing up against his clothed legs.in an attempt to compose himself, he grabbed the remote and clicked play on some horror movie he’d been telling you about. 

–

none of you were paying attention to the movie flickering on the screen, excluding a few occasional gasps or squeals you let out. riki watched you closely, noticing how you’re breath hitched when his fingers slightly grazed the exposed skin of your collarbone, how you tensed up when he rested his head on your shoulder and his breath fanned your neck and he was only enjoying it all. 

you turned to him, feeling his gaze on you, and that’s when you both locked eyes, even through the dim light you could make out his dark, blown out pupils staring at you through hooded lids.. the silent tension thickened and suddenly the room felt hot. 

the movie long forgotten when you’re gaze dipped to his lips and slowly you brought your head closer to his, riki doing the same before locking his lips with yours in a slow, tantalizing kiss. you shifted to his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck.  he tugged on your bottom lip before pulling away, his face inches apart from yours. he held your chin firmly “keep your eyes on me baby. you don’t want me to stop now do you?” you gulped and nodded your head, making him smile.

riki leaned in once more, capturing your lips in a rougher, deeper kiss this time, making sure you were looking into his eyes all the while and you have to admit, it was hard to keep eye contact when his narrow dark eyes looked into yours, as if he could see through you and make out exactly what you were thinking, how you were feeling. you felt bare under his gaze.  

you felt his bulge beneath you, rock solid, which only made you wonder just how long he’d been hard. you groaned into the kiss, slowly rolling your hips down making him wrap his arms around your waist tightly, bucking his hips up to increase the friction.

 you took the lead and ground down on him, pressing down hard and rolling your hips once more while maintaining eye contact, making riki groan into your mouth as his eyes lit up with amusement. 

the soft material of his sweats and your flimsy panties were the only barricade between the two of you and you were sure that some of your wetness had seeped through and dripped onto his pants. you pulled away to catch your breath but all that came out were a string of lewd noises from the two of you.

 the little to no restriction made you feel him. you felt the way his tip nudged your clit with every slide, how he twitched every time you ground a little harder. riki groaned, sliding his hands over the curve of your ass where he gripped and squeezed them tightly, allowing his painfully hard erection to press against your cunt in a way that your walls clenched around nothing making you flutter your eyes close but riki wasn’t having it. he gripped your chin firmly forcing you to open your eyes and look at him “ah-ah-ah what did i say baby” he whispered, pushing you down firmly and thrusting up making you moan embarrassingly loud. you gulped and clung onto his shoulders, not making the mistake of closing your eyes again.

your movements slowed on as you grew sensitive and closer at the same time, riki’s thrusts slowed down, becoming sloppier. he pulled you in for a sloppy kiss, drool coated your lips as you dug your nails into his shoulders, one of his hands cupping your face and the other gripping your hips with a bruising force, you whimpered into his mouth, the slight friction, the hardness of his length and the wetness of your panties which added onto the delicious feeling all drove you crazy. 

after a few more sloppy thrusts and grinding, waves of white-hot pleasure came crashing down on him as he came undone in his boxers with you following soon after, your thighs trembling and shaking. his release which seeped through his sweats along with your own created a sticky, wet, and uncomfortable feeling that you couldn’t help but relish in. 

the room felt hot, the smell of sex and release lingered in the air , the only sounds of you both breathing heavily, catching your breaths as you recovered from your highs. you rested your head on his chest, wrapping your hands around his waist, riki wrapped a hand around your torso and ran his other hand through your hair, massaging your scalp and even though you should’ve probably cleaned up, exhaustion took over the two of you as you fell asleep wrapped up in each others arms, completely ignoring the stickiness between your legs. 

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you’re perched on rikis bed, legs folded neatly underneath you, watching as he rummages through his closet. his room is a perfect reflection of him. it’s minimalistic yet cozy, with a few scattered items that scream nishimura riki—a lego set on his desk, a random beanie tossed over a chair, and a collection of hoodies taking up most of his closet space.

he lets out a dramatic sigh, pulling out a dark gray hoodie before turning toward you. “here,” he says, tossing it over your head.

you squeak, wiggling your arms free before slipping it on. it’s oversized, drowning your smaller frame, and smells just like him. it’s a mix of fresh laundry, cologne, and something uniquely Riki.

“you love making me look tiny, don’t you?” you tease, hugging the sleeves around your hands.

riki smirks, walking over and leaning down so his face is level with yours. “yeah,” he admits shamelessly, tilting his head. “it’s cute.”

your cheeks warm, but you roll your eyes playfully. “fake emo boyfriend thinks i’m cute, what a shocker.”

“fake emo boyfriend is crazy,” riki deadpans, nudging your cheek with his nose. “i’m literally so mysterious.”

you giggle, poking his stomach. “baby, you laugh at your own jokes and trip over air. you are not mysterious. if anything, you’re just a cutie patootie.”

he groans, dramatically flopping onto the bed beside you. “cutie patootie should be illegal. take it back.”

“nope,” you say, shifting so you’re half on top of him. “you’re a cutie patootie and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

riki exhales through his nose, rolling his eyes, but the way his arms immediately circle around your waist says otherwise. “you’re lucky i love you,” he mutters, his voice low and affectionate.

you nuzzle into his chest, smiling against the fabric of his hoodie. “i know.”

the dorm is already buzzing with energy when you step inside, but the second the door clicks shut behind you, the noise dies down. six pairs of eyes immediately snap toward you.

“riki, you’re joking,” sunoo blurts, eyes wide in disbelief.

“who is this angel and what is she doing with you?” jake teases, crossing his arms with an amused smirk.

“she’s too pretty for you,” jungwon adds bluntly.

your cheeks heat up at the sudden attention, and you instinctively shift closer to riki. he, of course, doesn’t miss a beat and his arm wraps securely around your waist, pulling you flush against his side.

“yeah, yeah, ha ha,” riki deadpans, rolling his eyes. “okay this is y/n, my girlfriend. i know, shocking revelation.”

his members don’t respond immediately. instead, they exchange glances, their expressions a mix of surprise, amusement, and utter disbelief.

“you’re so…” sunghoon trails off, scanning you from head to toe before settling on riki. “girly.”

“and?” riki challenges, raising an eyebrow.

“it’s just—” sunoo gestures vaguely between the two of you. “we all thought you’d end up with someone like…i don’t know, a female version of you?”

“yeah, like, all dark clothes, quiet, super sarcastic, probably into gaming just like you,” heeseung adds, rubbing his chin like he’s solving a mystery.

“but instead, you’re dating—” jungwon gestures to you. “her.”

you blink, “what’s that supposed to mean?” you ask, raising a brow, though your voice remains playful.

“you’re all soft and pretty and you literally look like you stepped out of a pinterest board,” jay says, nodding toward your outfit, a cute, pastel-toned ensemble accessorized with dainty jewelry. “we just didn’t see it coming.”

riki grins, tightening his grip on you. “i like my girlfriend all soft and pretty. she’s my princess.”

your heart flutters at his words, and you instinctively squeeze his hand. “rikiiiii,” you whine playfully, hiding your face in his hoodie.

jungwon lets out a long sigh, shaking his head. “this is actually insane. i never thought i’d see the day riki became whipped.”

“i am not whipped,” riki scoffs, immediately going on the defensive.

“oh, really?” jake smirks, stepping forward. “then prove it.”

“what do you mean, prove it?” riki narrows his eyes.

“let go of her,” jake says simply, nodding toward his arm around your waist. “if you’re not whipped, you can let her go, right?” riki doesn’t move. the room erupts in laughter.

“oh my god,” sunoo gasps between wheezes. “he actually can’t let go.”

“shut up,” riki grumbles, but his grip on you only tightens.

you giggle, tilting your head up to look at him. “you are kinda proving their point, baby.”

riki exhales sharply before dramatically peeling his hand away from your waist, only to immediately grab your fingers instead. “there,” he mutters. “happy?”

“that doesn’t count!” sunghoon laughs. “you’re still holding her!”

“you guys are so annoying,” riki groans, but he’s smiling despite himself.

“okay, okay,” heeseung grins, clapping his hands together. “y/n, since you’re officially part of the group now, we need to ask you some important questions.”

you perk up. “oh? like what?”

“first,” jay starts, leaning forward like he’s about to uncover a huge secret. “who made the first move?”

riki snorts. “me, obviously.”

“are you sure?” sunoo arches a brow. “i feel like she had to force you into realizing your feelings.”

“hey!” riki glares. “i realized them on my own.”

you hum, tilting your head playfully. “i did have to wait a bit for him to catch up.”

the room explodes with laughter again, and riki looks personally offended. “baby,” he whines. “you’re supposed to be on my side!”

you giggle, squeezing his hand. “i am, baby. i’m just also right.” his members coo at the interaction and riki groans, hiding his face in your shoulder.

“okay, next question,” heeseung continues, thoroughly enjoying this. “what’s the cutest thing riki has ever done for you?”

you pause, thinking. “hmmm…he always makes sure i have one of his hoodies when i stay over, and he buys me snacks in my favorite flavors without me even asking.”

“that’s so soft,” sunoo gasps dramatically. “who is this riki, and what did he do with the old one?”

“right?” jake shakes his head. “he used to make fun of us for being romantic, and now he’s out here being all boyfriend coded.”

“okay, that’s enough questions,” riki cuts in, glaring at his members. “we get it. i have the best girlfriend ever.”

you beam up at him, batting your lashes. “awww, you think i’m the best?”

riki sighs, but the way he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear betrays him. “yeah,” he mutters. “you know i do.”

his members all groan in unison.

“this is so unfair,” jungwon complains. “i thought riki was gonna be the last one to act all lovey dovey, but he’s actually the worst one.”

“it’s sickening,” sunghoon nods.

“get used to it,” riki smirks. “she’s not going anywhere.”

you lean into his side, smiling as his fingers intertwine with yours. “nope,” you agree. “i’m not going anywhere.”

his members groan again, but the teasing fades into something softer, something almost approving.

maybe you weren’t who they expected, but watching riki beam at you like you were his entire world?

yeah, they could definitely get used to this.

hours later, after playing games, eating snacks, and listening to rikis members tease him relentlessly about you, he finally tugs you away to his room.

the door shuts softly behind you, enclosing you both in a peaceful quiet that contrasts the lively energy outside. you let out a sigh, stretching your arms above your head before flopping onto his bed.

“they were so nice,” you hum. “i thought i was gonna be nervous, but they made me feel so welcome.”

riki hums, settling beside you. “too welcome,” he mutters, eyes narrowing. “i thought jake was gonna steal you away.”

you giggle, shifting onto your side to face him. “never,” you promise, reaching up to tuck a strand of his hair back then resting your hand on his cheek, softly caressing him. “i’m your girlfriend, remember?”

his gaze softens instantly. “mine,” he echoes, his fingers tracing slow circles on your hip.

you nod, letting your hand now rest against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “yours,” you confirm.

riki exhales deeply, like he’s processing the weight of your words, then leans in, brushing his nose against yours. “can i kiss you?” he murmurs.

your heart stutters. even after all this time, he still asks.

“of course, baby,” you whisper.

riki cups your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin before he finally presses his lips against yours. the kiss is slow, gentle, like he’s savoring the moment. when he pulls away, his lips linger against yours, reluctant to break the contact completely.

“you make me so soft,” he mutters, half annoyed but mostly in awe.

you giggle, playing with the collar of his hoodie. “you like it.”

riki groans, rolling onto his back and dragging you with him so you’re curled against his chest. “maybe,” he admits, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

you snuggle closer, letting your fingers trace lazy patterns on his chest. “i thought bringing you here would be kinda nerve wracking,” he murmurs. “but having you next to me just makes everything feel…easy.”

your lips curve into a soft smile. “that’s because i’m your safe place, duh.”

riki goes quiet for a moment, then exhales, tightening his hold around you. “yeah,” he whispers. “you really are, my love.”

with one last kiss to your forehead, he tucks you against his chest, holding you close as sleep starts to pull you both under—wrapped up in warmth, in love, in each other.

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[nenemura]

WALLFLOWER — (nrk x reader)

summary : in which you seem to be invisible to everyone, but not to him.

featuring : jungwon and sunoo from enhypen

cw : popular!riki x outcast!fem reader, angst, fluff, kissing

wc : 3.5k

nene’s note : this fic is inspired by twice’s wallflower !! pls reblog and tell me what you think of it !

“y/n? oh, you mean mina’s friend!”

“who’s y/n? the one who hangs out with nayoung and her friends?”

“i’m gonna ask the girl from jules’ class for help”

that’s all you ever were to people. someone’s friend, the one you can ask for help when you can’t figure your homework out. you lived in your friends’ shadows all the time, getting outshined every single day of your life. it was like you were invisible to everyone, as if you were a ghost desperately looking for someone who could see you. but that was never the case.

it’s not like your ‘friends’ paid that much attention to you either, they kept you around because you were kind enough to help them study whenever a big exam was coming. you weren’t oblivious to this treatment, in fact, you knew you didn’t deserve it. but the fear of being completely alone couldn’t let you walk away from them. but that loneliness, that emptiness within you never faded away, not even when you were surrounded by people. you spent most of your time with your nose stuck in a book, studying and studying for hours just to get distracted from those feelings inside you.

you wished someone could see you, get to know you, care about you. but you were sure that if you ever disappeared, no one would notice.

someone would notice, though.

that someone was nishimura riki. golden boy of the school, he was so skilled in every sport that multiple teams fought to have him in their group. he was friendly with everyone, boxy smile always showing whenever he met someone he talked with, even just one time, in the hallways. people absolutely adored him, always seeking his attention. he was everything you dreamed to be.

you didn’t know why, but he always greeted you with a smile whenever you crossed paths with him. you two didn’t even talk once, but he never lost the opportunity to flash you a grin whenever his eyes met yours. he was like that with everyone, you thought, probably because he pitied you. you thought it was a facade, he was popular, after all. he had a reputation to maintain. you disliked him for that reason, maybe it was just envy, but you just couldn’t stand seeing him surrounded by people all the time, while you lived in everyone’s shadow.

the bell rang, indicating the end of biology class. you were following mina and jules out of the classroom, when the teacher called out your name, gesturing you to stay. you turned to tell your two friends that you would stay behind and that you would see them later, but they were laughing between them, not even noticing you weren’t behind them anymore. you pressed your lips in a thin line, unfazed by the behavior since it happened so many times before. yet, it hurt every. single. time.

you pushed those thoughts aside, walking to the teacher who was waiting for you with a big smile. you liked her, she was always kind, always making time for her students whenever they were struggling. and that was exactly the reason why she called you.

“hi, y/n. sorry for keeping you behind, but i’d like to ask you a favor. there’s this student who’s failing biology and i was wondering if you could, perhaps, help them? if they fail it, they won’t be able to participate in next month’s tournament. do you think you could do it?” she explained, her voice soft and sweet as always.

you listen to her words carefully, smiling at her while you accepted her request. you weren’t so thrilled about it, since you knew it wasn’t going to be different from all the times you had ‘helped’ other students. they showed up, pretended to be interested just to make up an excuse and make you do all of their homework for them. but the teacher also promised you an extra credit, so you decided to comply anyway.

she told you to be at the school’s library on tuesdays and thursdays, from 4 to 6, and that she would notify the student for you.

so there you were, sitting at a library table, waiting for this mystery student to show up. it was already half past four, so you assumed that they wouldn’t even show up. you started gathering your things to leave, when you heard someone run behind you. you turned around to see who it was, just to find yourself face to face with nishimura riki. people glared at him while telling him to be silent, causing him to smile apologetically and bowing to them.

“i’m so sorry! practice ran late so i rushed here as fast i could, i’m glad you’re still here! you’re y/n, right? you should be the one helping me with biology” he explained, keeping his voice low to avoid getting scolded again by the students nearby.

on the other hand, you couldn’t believe your eyes. the boy you despised the most was in front of you, big smile as he looked down at you. the fact that he looked so pretty pissed you off even more.

“uh, don’t worry about it.” you simply said, uncomfortably shifting on your seat while he took the one right next to you. you took the book from your backpack and carefully placed it on the table, opening it on the page of the first chapter. you looked over at him for an instant, finding him with his own book open at the same page, waiting for you to say something.

“listen, i know you probably wanna be somewhere else, so i’ll spare you the trouble and bring you the homework done by tomor—” you were cut off by him, a confused expression displayed on his face. “what do you mean? i’m not gonna make you do my homework.” his eyebrows were furrowed, as if you were speaking nonsense. “i’d like some help to understand some of the topics, actually.” he said, his tone was soft, yet it seemed like he was bothered by what you said. did someone treat you like that before?

“oh.” that’s all you could say. you were feeling guilty for assuming his intentions, you were just so used to it.

there was an awkward silence for a brief moment, before riki took the matter into his own hands and started asking you questions about some concepts he hadn’t grasped before. you replied to them calmly, taking your time to repeat yourself or reformulate your sentences if he couldn’t understand them. during the whole time, he never once lost his focus, always looking at you attentively and, from time to time, praising your explanation skills, blabbering about how the book made everything look harder than it actually was.

having his eyes constantly on you made you feel a little overwhelmed, not being used to having so much attention on you. you felt… seen. it was awkward at first, but you couldn’t help but like it.

you reminded yourself that he was just being nice because you were helping him, not because he was actually interested in you.

the little tutoring session came to an end, faster than you thought, so you found yourself gathering your belongings to leave. riki did the same thing, casually greeting some of his friends while he walked with you towards the exit.

it was already dark outside, the days becoming shorter and shorter as the colder seasons approached. before you could excuse yourself to catch the bus, riki spoke. “um, you usually take the 6:30pm bus, right?” he asked, scratching his nape while he looked for your eyes, a sheepish smile tugging at his lips. you wondered how he knew which bus you took, but decided to not mull over it too much. you nodded, tilting your head to the side as if you were asking where he was trying to get at with his question. “it’s still early, i can’t leave you here, alone in the dark. do you mind if i wait with you?” saying that you were surprised by those words was an understatement. you could feel warmth creeping up your neck, you never really spent time with boys outside of tutoring, let alone spoke to them for this long. “uh.. sure” you replied, your voice low and timid. you think you will never forget the smile riki gave you that night.

you walked around with him, listening to him complain about how his coach threatened him to not let him play at the tournament if he didn’t pass biology, and how glad he was you were there to help him. he also asked you lots of question, such as your favorite subjects, what you did in your free time, whether you put cereals first and then milk or vice versa. and it wasn’t just to avoid awkward silence, he truly cared about your answers, even going on a long rant about how putting cereals after milk was nonsense and how inconvenient it was.

before you could realize, it was already time for you to catch the bus. he walked you to the stop and waited for you to get safely on the bus, waving his hand while grinning widely at you. he didn’t leave until he saw the bus driving away, which made you feel like he cared about your safety, but you convinced yourself you were overthinking it.

once in your bed, you stared at the ceiling, replaying the afternoon you spent with the boy you disliked so much — in vain, you thought — and how your heart started beating slightly faster when you got a message from him asking if you got home safely. you mentally slapped yourself, you couldn’t start to have feelings for a boy who was pitying you. still, you couldn’t help but smile at the thought of his stupid jokes and silly behavior, the memory of his laugh lulling you to sleep.

the next day, you were sitting alone at the cafeteria since your friends collectively decided to skip school without letting you know. you were used to it anyway, it’s not like you talked to them when you were in their company, you just limited yourself to listening to them brag about whoever they were dating at that moment or about some new gossip that was circulating around, while keeping to yourself.

that’s why you were startled when riki showed up with two of his friends, who you recognised to be sunoo and jungwon. they were also pretty popular, sunoo being a social butterfly and jungwon being part of the student council.

“mind if we sit here?” riki asked with his usual smile, waiting for you to agree before eventually sitting next to you, while the other two guys sat in front of you. you were still kind of taken aback from this situation, but you were snapped out of your thoughts by riki resting his hand on your shoulder.

“this is y/n! y/n, they’re sunoo and jungwon. they’re good guys, so feel free to be yourself around them” he explained, introducing you to his friends. you wanted to focus on the two boys sitting in front of you and politely greet them, but you could only feel riki’s hand on you, making your heart pound against your ribs.

“nice to meet you! — sunoo spoke, his voice lively and sweet — so you’re the famous y/n, huh? riki talks about you a lo—” he suddenly stopped, an ‘ouch’ escaping his lips as he massaged his leg. riki immediately grabbed your attention: “what he was saying is that i told them you were tutoring me and how well you explain things!” you missed the way he shot sunoo a glare before grinning at you.

jungwon, in the meantime, was snickering while eating his lunch, throwing a playful glance at riki with a smirk on his lips.

you weren’t exactly understanding what was happening, given that you were still confused by the sudden company and the fact that riki talked about you to his friends. it was probably because you could help them in the future, wasn’t it?

you had a great time during lunch, sunoo excitedly telling you about the new drama play he would star in next month and jungwon occasionally asking you questions about you. the awkwardness in you faded the more you spent time with the boys, breaking out of your shell and telling them stories of your childhood. riki was looking at you with a fond smile the entire time, head resting on his fist, thinking how nice was watching you finally open up and get along with his friends.

time flew once again, the bell that signaled the end of lunch break ringing in the cafeteria. you had learned to have a lesson in the classroom right next to sunoo’s, so you waved bye to riki and jungwon and made your way to class with the bubbly boy.

you had never felt this good before, it felt like a weight was lifted off your chest, loneliness being replaced by a nice feeling. this is what having someone caring about you meant? you wondered how you endured being alone until then, finally knowing what it felt to be seen.

you spent the whole time, thinking about the boy you were tutoring, catching yourself dumbly smiling at the thought of him. you needed a reality check, because in no way he was going to feel the same about you. so, with a sigh, you drifted your thoughts from riki to the teacher and his lesson.

weeks passed, your study dates with riki allowed you to become closer and closer to the boy. you started opening up more, laughing and making jokes with him, telling him about embarrassing moments from middle school and so on. you started seeing him outside of tutoring sessions as well, inviting you to have lunch with him, sunoo and jungwon more often, asking you to try a new cafe that opened in town with them.

you eventually fell for him, feeling nervous every time he stood too close to you or blushing when you caught him staring at you. you knew it was one sided, trying your hardest to not delude yourself and end up with a broken heart and alone all over again. you cherished his company more than anything in the world, so you couldn’t bear the thought of losing him.

you were walking to your locker when you heard your name being shouted by a voice you recognized in no time. you turned around, finding riki standing in front of you with a paper in his hand, encouraging you to take it. you looked at it and saw a 75/100 on his biology test. your eyes widened as much as your smile, looking up at him. “oh my god, riki! you passed!” you said, genuinely happy for the boy in front of you. he worked hard and definitely deserved the grade, you also felt a little proud of yourself at the same time. “yes! it’s all thanks to you!” he engulfed you in his arms, holding you close to his body for a second longer than he should. your face was completely red once he let go of you, you prayed for him to be too excited to notice how that brief — even though for you seemed like it lasted for hours — contact affected you.

“so..” you started speaking, to recompose yourself. “no more tutoring sessions, huh?” you asked, disappointment could be easily found in your tone.

“hm.. about that.” riki said, looking a little nervous for some reasons you couldn’t quite tell. “are you going to prom, this weekend?” he asked, a hopeful glint in his eyes while he looked down at you.

“no, i don’t think so.” you replied almost instantly. was he going to ask you out for prom? no, impossible.

“would you like t—” he couldn’t finish his sentence, that a girl tapped him on his shoulder, completely ignoring your presence or the fact that he was talking to you.

“hi riki.. i was wondering if you.. if you wanted to go to prom with me.” she asked, her pretty, long lashes batting quickly as she smiled at him, waiting for his answer.

“oh, thank you but i was going to ask someone else to go with me,” riki politely declined, obtaining a scoff in response. he shrugged his shoulders and turned back to where you were standing, only to see that you had disappeared.

you left the moment you heard the girl’s question, tears brimming in your eyes as you felt like a fool, thinking that he could ever have feelings for you. that day, you left school early, running to your house and shutting yourself in your room. you cried every tear you had within yourself.

riki had tried to reach out to you countless times, sending you lots of texts, even calling you endless times. but you ignored every one of them. you shouldn’t have gotten closer to the boy, you shouldn’t have fallen for him and you shouldn’t have hoped that he could, somehow, feel the same towards you.

it was prom night, you were on your couch, watching some old romcom filled with cliches and cringy lines, but that made you tear up everytime nonetheless.

suddenly, you heard a knock on your door. you wondered who could possibly be at that hour of a saturday night.

you opened the door, finding riki in formal attire, hair slicked back and a huge bouquet of purple flowers — which you remembered telling him was your favorite color.

“riki?” you called softly, closing the door behind you and looking at him with a confused expression. your heart skipped a beat when you saw him — he looked absolutely gorgeous, he looked like he’d stepped out a fairy tail.

“y/n..” he spoke, his voice carrying a mix of nerves and determination. “i tried contacting you, but you weren’t replying. i wanted to ask you to prom, but since it’s too late, i thought about bringing prom to you.” a shy smile tugged at his full lips as he pronounced those words.

you stared at him, speechless. he wanted to go to prom with you? and when he couldn’t reach you, he came all the way to your house, just to make it happen? it felt like a dream, too good and too sweet to be true.

noticing your surprise, riki carefully set the bouquet on the ground. then, he took your hand in his, warmth spreading all over your face.

“dance with me,” he whispered, his voice soft and filled with hope.

without waiting for your reply, he led you closer to him, his free hand settling on your waist, while with his other hand, he fumbled awkwardly with his phone, tongue poking out as he tried to play a slow song for you two to dance to.

the sight made you giggle, finding endearing how clumsy he was.

you looped your arms around his neck, gazing up at him as you swayed together. the world seemed to fall away — there was only the two of you, the soft music, and the steady rhythm of your movements.

he held your gaze the entire time, his lovesick smile resting on his pretty lips — the ones you couldn’t help but glance at more times than you cared to admit.

as the song came to an end, the world seemed to slow down around the two of you. he rested his forehead gently against yours, his warm breath fanning across your face as he took both of your hands in his, holding them like they were going to break if he applied to much force.

“y/n..” he began, his voice soft and steady, though you could sense the nervousness beneath it. “i like you. i’ve liked you for so long, i couldn’t resist keeping it to myself anymore.” he whispered, waiting for any reaction on your part.

tears welled up in your eyes and before you could stop yourself, you threw your arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. riki stiffened for a moment, his hand lingering on your back before holding you closer.

“i like you too, riki. so much, i can’t believe you actually feel the same” a soft laugh escaped his lips, filled with relief and happiness. he brought one of his hands to your cheek, delicately caressing your skin. “can i be your boyfriend, then?” he asked, his lips curling up into a shy smile as he bit down his lower lip to keep it from spreading too much.

you didn’t answer his question with words. instead, you leaned in, catching his lips in a passionate yet slow kiss. his hand on your cheek moved down to your neck, while his other hand rested on your waist.

at that moment, it felt as if you were touching the sky with a finger. you felt loved in a way that warmed every layer of your heart, cared for in a way that melted every lingering doubt. but, most importantly, you felt seen — truly seen — for the first time.

[shy9-29]

Enhypen Campus Series

୨��� Welcome to the Enhypen Campus Series — seven stories, seven different versions of you, and seven unforgettable encounters with the members of Enhypen. Each chapter drops you into a new campus setting, where a different trope takes center stage: from enemies-to-lovers with the aloof student council president, to your typical she fell firdt, he fell harder trope and everything in between.

lmk if u want to be tagged for this series | masterlist @sheseung

- ☆ Heeseung (exes to lovers)

crawling back to you

- ☆ Jay (academic rivals)

secretly yours

- ☆ Jake (popular!fuckboy x reader, just a bet)

pt. 1 love, lies, and sim jake

pt. 2 from dare to you

- ☆ Sunghoon (she fell first, he fell harder, introvert!sunghoon x talkative reader)

pt 1 my voice stops where you begin

pt 2 project: park Sunghoon

- ☆ Sunoo (best friend to lovers) coming soon…

- ☆ Jungwon (sunshine!jungwon x grumpy yn)

the quiet between us

- ☆ Niki (grumpy nonchalont niki x sunshine reader ) coming soon…

you smile, and I wanna be the reason why (coming soon)

[ni-kichromehearts]

Nishimura Riki as your boyfriend

Ni-ki is the type of boyfriend who blushes by your random kisses. He seems to be the type to hold himself back from kissing you because he thinks it might make you uncomfortable.

Ni-ki is the type of boyfriend who will update you every single time despite their busy schedules. He would send you pics, videos, voice messages and will spam you with text saying he misses you.

Ni-ki is the type of boyfriend who's love language is quality time and physical touch. After a long day, he would stop by your apartment. The moment you lock eyes with him, he will hug you really tight. He's the type to hugs you from the back, shower you with kisses and small hickeys on your neck.

Ni-ki is the type of boyfriend who ask your permission when going out with the members. He will send you updates and pics telling you what's going on.

Ni-ki is the type of boyfriend who likes to rest his head on your lap as you pamper his head with your hand, rummaging through his hair.

Ni-ki is the type of boyfriend who understand your monthly duties and would buy pads in advance.

Ni-ki is the type of boyfriend who is a gentlemen and won't force you to do things. He would ask you first about your opinion and let you express your emotions.

[dollerin]

𝘂𝒔𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝒓𝘁 . ݁ ⋆ ݁ NRK.

( ℛ𝑒𝘴𝘶𝘮𝑒́ ) ──── teaching him to love with his heart, and not his eyes.

n. riki fluff + comedy + romance + text au a bit of cursing

꒰ ≧ ̫ ≦ ꒱ྀི : moral of the story is some girls don’t want the bare minimum and pretty gifts shoved in their faces all the time :)

[kairoot]

𐙚 . 𝟔:𝟐𝟏 𝐩𝐦. — 西村力 ．

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: in which, your boyfriend has been gone all day.. and now you have him to yourself.

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 : niki x 𝑓．𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : fluffyyyy 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 : no 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : pet names, kisses, .. more kisses, and physical touch. lmk if i missed any !! ( 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒏’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 ) : a little fluff for you all after that harsh toxic!riki 😭🫶🏽 pls leave reblogs and feedback, they are much appreciated !! ♡︎

walking in the door, riki let his bags fall from his hands and onto the floor. he rubbed his eyes, drowsiness overtaking his body as he only thought about climbing into bed with you.

well— that thought was interrupted when he felt something run into him, causing him to stumble back a bit.

he looked down to see you wrapped around his middle, squeezing him as if you hadn’t seen him in centuries.

“oh?” he chuckled, his hand coming to rest on your head, stroking it. you nuzzled your face in his chest, sighing in content.

“missed you..” you mumbled, eyes closing as you were finally at peace. riki had been gone since the sun came up and it felt lonely without him around. even though you had bisco..

“yeah?” his hand came to hold your chin, turning it so you could look at him. he smiled slightly when he could finally see your face, his hand now squeezing your cheeks together as his cold rings brushed against them.

“mhm.” you responded, looking up at him with wide eyes, waiting for him to give you your daily ‘i missed you’ smooch.

he laughed at your expression, teasing you as his face inched closer but didn’t let his lips touch yours just yet.

“how much?”

“babe,” you whined, trying to get your face closer to his but your feet could only lift so far off of the ground. his sly smile only irritated you more as you slouched in his arms, pouting.

he shook his head before his lips finally came to meet yours, hand still squeezing your face gently. your lips moved in sync with his, sighing once more.

you gripped his hoodie, pulling him closer than he already was, if that was even possible.

he pulled away, giving you two more pecks on your lips.

you whined at the feeling of him being away from you again, only wanting him close for the rest of the night.

his arm wrapped around your lower back, hugging you once more.

“come onnn,” you sulked, attempting to bring him to bed with you.

“can’t, babe. i gotta wash up,” he giggled at you clinginess, the sight making his heart flutter.

“can it wait..?”

“uhm, if you want sweaty cuddles then maybe..” he shrugged.

“okay, never mind.”

❀

TAGLIST: @haechansbbg @contyynishimura @sasfransisco @kgneptun @jungwonderz @enha-stars @dioll @jakesangel @jwsdoll @cupidscourt @violetwitchmcu — (message or send an ask to be added.)

[liwinly]

CRUSH.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKiNG !

───── Flustered glances, stolen hoodies, and a love long overdue.

MORE ( 1000 ) . Fluff , romance , comedy . ✶ second-hand embarrassment , mild awkwardness , overthinking

rbs & feedback please !

Riki Nishimura wasn’t exactly smooth. In fact, when it came to you, he was the complete opposite — awkward, fidgety, and incapable of forming a coherent sentence without tripping over his own words.

Which was unfortunate for him, considering you were now his assigned partner for a project.

“This is bad,” he muttered under his breath as he shuffled toward your table.

You looked up. “Did you say something?”

“N-No.” He sat down a little too quickly, knocking over his pencil case in the process. As he scrambled to pick everything up, you just watched, amused.

“Relax, it’s just a project,” you said, leaning your chin on your hand.

Riki’s ears turned pink. “Right. Just a project.”

You both decided to meet at his house after school to work on the assignment.

“So, what should we pick?” you asked, flipping through the list of possible topics. “Something cool, like airplanes?”

“Socks,” Riki blurted out.

You blinked. “Socks?”

He cleared his throat. “I mean, yeah. Think about it. They’re an essential part of everyday life. They keep your feet warm, prevent blisters —”

You gave him a look. “You’re passionate about this.”

“I just think they’re underappreciated,” he mumbled.

You laughed. “Fine. Socks it is.”

At some point during the study session, you got cold.

“Do you have a blanket?” you asked, rubbing your arms.

Riki stood up and wordlessly grabbed his hoodie from his chair, holding it out to you.

You hesitated. “Are you sure?”

He nodded, looking everywhere but at you.

Smiling, you pulled it on, the fabric engulfing you instantly. “Wow, this is comfortable.”

Riki swallowed. Hard. Seeing you in his hoodie did something weird to his brain — something he wasn’t prepared for.

“Uh, yeah,” he said, voice slightly strained. “It’s, um, warm.”

You tilted your head. “Are you okay?”

“Water,” he blurted before standing up and leaving the room.

You stared after him, confused.

By the next day, people had started to notice.

“You wore his hoodie?” Sunoo asked, grinning.

“It was cold,” you replied simply.

Sunoo elbowed Riki, who was pretending to be very invested in his lunch. “Dude. You let her wear your hoodie?”

Riki choked on his drink. “So what?”

Sunoo smirked. “So, when’s the wedding?”

You laughed, while Riki groaned and covered his face.

Later that week, Riki finally did something about it.

You were working on the project at the library when he suddenly spoke.

“I like you.”

You looked up. “What?”

He cleared his throat, looking determined despite the redness creeping up his neck. “I like you. And I don’t want to just be your project partner. Or your friend who lets you wear his hoodies. I wanna be more than that.”

You blinked, taking in his words. Then, slowly, you smiled.

“Took you long enough.”

Riki blinked. “Wait, what?”

“I like you too, dummy.”

For a second, he didn’t move. Then, his entire face lit up. “Really?”

You nodded. “Really.”

Riki exhaled, like he had been holding his breath for weeks. “Okay. Wow. Cool. So… would you wanna go on a date?”

You grinned. “I’d love to.”

And just like that, the boy who could barely talk to you without stuttering finally got his words right.

Lily's note. *sigh* YEAH, IK IT'S ANOTHER RIKI ONE OK BUTTTT ITS FOR MY GORGEOUS WIFE @puma-riki (ilyyyyy) it's kinda rushed but I hope yall still enjoy it hehe <3

── .✦ @amoressb @chrrific @slayyuna @woniefication @ijustwannareadstuff20 @cheruphic @irasvr @puma-riki

[cigsaftersuh]

৻ꪆ date nights with bf .ᐟ enhypen

heeseung watches you with a lazy grin as you concentrate on the claw machine, tongue peeking out in focus. "you got this," he murmurs, resting his chin on your shoulder. the claw grips a plushie, and when it drops into the prize slot, you turn to him, eyes sparkling. "i did it!" he chuckles, ruffling your hair. "of course you did, baby." later, in his car, his free hand finds yours, thumb tracing slow circles. "keep the plushie close," he says softly, glancing at you between streetlights. "but not closer than me."

jay hums along to the soft jazz playing in the background as he stirs the pasta. "almost done," he says, glancing over at you sitting on the counter. you smile, kicking your legs as he steps between them, tilting your chin up. "a little taste?" he offers, holding a fork to your lips. after dinner, he tugs you into his arms, the kitchen now dimly lit. "dance with me?" he whispers. you giggle, pressing your forehead to his. "thought you’d never ask."

jake pulls you into his chest, wrapping the blanket tighter around both of you as the movie plays. “best part of the night,” he murmurs, nuzzling into your hair. halfway through, he grabs a handful of popcorn, only to groan when he realizes it’s burnt. “i swear it wasn’t this bad earlier.” you giggle, eating a piece anyway, and he watches you with a soft smile. “you really love me, huh?” he teases, pressing a kiss to your temple. “guess i’ll have to make it up to you.”

"you’re terrible at this," sunghoon states, laughing as he watches you attempt to crack an egg. before you can argue, he steps behind you, his hands guiding yours. "like this," he whispers, voice warm against your ear. his arms linger around your waist even after the task is done, and neither of you move. later, as the cookies bake, you find yourself swaying in the kitchen, his chin resting on your head. "this is nice," he murmurs. "yeah?" you whisper back. he pulls you closer. "yeah."

"hold still," sunoo instructs, carefully smoothing a face mask onto your cheeks. you pout, and he giggles, gently tapping your nose. "cutie." once your skincare is done, he pulls you into his arms, a fluffy blanket wrapped around both of you as you share a tub of ice cream. "one bite for me, one for you," he says, but he ends up stealing extra spoonfuls. you nudge him playfully, and he pouts. "fine, i’ll make it up to you." he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. "for my favorite person."

jungwon leans in, eyes locked onto yours. "if i win, you owe me a kiss," he says, smirking as he places his final scrabble word. you gasp. "you totally cheated!" he just shrugs, tilting his head. "rules are rules." when you huff, he softens, reaching over to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "don’t be mad, baby," he murmurs. "here, i’ll make it fair." and before you can react, he leans in, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips. "now we’re even."

niki tugs you closer as you walk through the amusement park, his hoodie now draped over your shoulders. "cold?" he asks, rubbing your arm gently. the rollercoaster ride left you dizzy, so he buys you a warm taiyaki, holding it up to your lips. "open," he insists. you take a bite, and he grins. "good?" you nod, offering him a bite, but instead of the snack, he presses a quick kiss to your lips. "tastes even better," he whispers, his grin turning playful when you hide your face in his hoodie.

with love,

© cigsaftersuh

[im-yn-suckers]

after an intense practice at the HYBE building, the studio is quiet except for the sound of ni-ki’s heavy breathing as he takes a moment to catch his breath. the rest of enhypen has already left to grab some food, but ni-ki insists on staying behind to perfect one last move. you sit nearby on the floor, watching him with a soft smile as he continues to practice despite clearly being exhausted and burnt out.

after a few more minutes, ni-ki walks over to where you’re sitting, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. ‘I’m not going to stop until I get it perfect,’ he says, his usual determination shining through even when his energy is running low. You chuckle and grab his water bottle, offering it to him with a teasing smile.

'you know its already perfect baby' you say, watching his face soften at your words. you wrap your arms around him as he sits next to you, helping him relax.

later that evening, you and ni-ki get to the restaurant where the other members are already waiting for you. As soon as you walk in, sunghoon looks up from the table, an eyebrow raised with a teasing smile. ‘finally decided to join the rest of us?’ he jokes.

ni-ki, still a little flushed from his practice, playfully nudges you. ‘We were just enjoying the peace and quiet.’. they notice a small lip gloss stain on the corner of his mouth that coincidentally matches the shade of the one on your lips.

the other members quickly notice the intimate vibe between you two. sunoo smirks, raising his glass. ‘aww, look at Ni-ki and yn. Should we leave you two alone?’ he teases, winking in your direction.

'thatd be lovely actually' ni-ki bites back.

heesenung looks at the two of you carefully, his eyes flickering between your faces, and then his stare drops to the corner of ni-ki’s mouth. a suspicious smile spreads across his face. ‘you’ve got something on your lip,’ he says, his tone casual and amused.

ni-ki freezes for a moment, his eyes wide with realization. He wipes at his mouth with his sleeve, but it’s too late. heeseung's smirk grows wider.

jungwon, who has been quietly observing, finally speaks up. ‘Is that… lip gloss?’ he asks with a grin, his gaze switching to yours, then back to ni-ki’s mouth. ‘I’m not imagining things, right?’

You freeze for a second, before you casually touch the corner of your own lips, realizing that you also have a faint lip gloss stain there. Ni-ki’s face turns a light shade of red, and you can’t help but laugh quietly, realizing what’s going on.

you laugh and look over at the members, who are all staring at you, eyes shining with amusement. ‘It’s really not that big of a deal,’ you say, trying to act casual, but the members are having none of it.

before ni-ki can even respond, jake leans forward and dramatically places his hand on his chest, sighing with exaggerated longing. ‘I just can’t… you two are too adorable,’ he says, making kissing noises as he mockingly gestures toward you and ni-ki.

the rest of the members immediately follow suit, leaning forward, dramatically pressing their hands together as if mimicking an overly affectionate couple. They make exaggerated kissing sounds in unison, ‘mwah! mwah!’

you and ni-ki stare blankly, not amused a their actions.

tell a friend to tell a friend SHES BACKKKKKKK

[enhani-ki]

random texts with bf!ni-ki

warnings : smut, cursing, etc.

note : light mode is crazyyyy lmao but i'm just trying random apps good for smau. enhypen coachella soon 🙂‍↕️

マスターリストm.list ; dating and talking stage with ni-ki ; friends with benefits!ni-ki

[rikiiluvr]

— 𝙉𝙀𝙀𝘿 𝙔𝙊𝙐

☆ nishimura riki x afab!reader

☆ wc: 1.1k

☆ warnings: SMUT(MDNI), cockwarming, teasing, making out, riding.

requested <3

THIS was not what you expected when riki asked you to come over to hangout. you expected cuddling, good food, a movie and maybe some sex. still, things were not as you thought they would be because your loving boyfriend had been playing video games ever since you set foot into his room. “riikiiii are you done yet?” you whined, kicking your feet up in the air, tired of waiting for him “one more round baby” he mumbled, his fingers still working the controller with immense speed, you couldn’t help but think about how he’d split you open with those same fingers. 

your gaze lingered a little longer, watching him trash-talk into his mic which was an oddly hot sight but god his features. your eyes traced his sharp nose, jawline, plump lips and how his adam’s apple bobbed every time he spoke up. you trailed your eyes further down, his tank top which stuck to his lean figure, the blue-light illuminating his biceps, he’d been working out more for sure, and what had you spiraling the most was the sight of the imprint of his cock, prominent through his grey sweats and that was enough of a reason to have you rubbing your thighs together. 

you silently got up and walked up to riki, careful not to trip over the various chords on the floor as you approached his gaming desk. you threw a leg over his hip and settled onto his lap, nuzzling your head into his neck and peppering kisses to his neck, making him chuckle “slow down baby” he said gently, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you against him, thinking it was just an innocent moment but quickly realized it was much more when you rolled your hips against him making him hiss. you looked up at him with glossed over eyes, lips parted “fuck baby… not right now just one more round” you huffed but complied anyway. 

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that one round become two more and now you’d reached your limit. so you took matters into your own hands. you slid off his lap before bending down infront of him and palming his cock, making riki tense up. he covered his mic with one hand and peered down at you “what do you think youre doing?” “shhh…” you shushed him, palming and squeezing him a few more times, making him throw his head back in pleasure, and just as expected his cock started hardening, pressing against his sweats. 

you grinned before jerking his sweatpants and boxers down to his ankles, making his erect cock spring up, hitting his abdomen, earning a quiet groan from him. every single action of yours made riki spiral. he could barely focus on his game, his friends yelling at him for slacking off was nothing but a buzz in his ears. you shimmied out of your shorts and pumped his cock and braced yourself by holding onto his shoulders before slowly sinking down on him,  making riki clench his jaw as his hold on the controller tightened.

you wanted to see how long it would take before he’d crack and give in so instead of moving, you wrapped your hands around his waist and nuzzled into him. riki could barely focus on his game, he felt the way his cock pulsed inside of you, the way you momentarily clenched around him making him twitch. fuck. “mm… keep playing baby” you teased, knowing he’s barely holding himself back.  

riki’s breath comes out ragged as you subtly ground against him at a slow, teasing pace before giggling.”yo, riki, are you good?” one of his friends asked, making riki glare at you while you looked up at him with a smirk. yeah, all good. let's just start the next round.” he shifted his eyes to the screen, his jaw tight with constraint, making you bite back a laugh at his struggle.

riki was distracted, that was obvious, but clearly not stopping and you couldn't wait any longer, your neediness taking up your mind so you did what you had to do. you started moving your hips slowly, letting out a quiet moan at the full feeling. riki jerked slightly, pushing deeper into you, making you bite his shoulder to muffle your moan. his grip on the controller tightened as he tried to focus on the game ahead. throughout the match, riki made a half-hearted attempt to play, his mind was wandering and his restraint slipping by the minute and the moment he lost the match, he yanked his headphones off and tossed his controller aside before running a hand through his hair and letting out a troubled sigh while you watched in amusement, waiting for his next actions. 

riki held onto your hips tightly, thrusting into you, making you both moan loudly. you gripped his shoulders and sped up the pace while riki left hot-wet kisses on your neck, sinking his teeth onto a spot he know would have you spiraling. you whimpered as you slid up and down his cock, wet slick making it easier to glide. you were getting close and riki could tell from the way your movements were getting sloppier and so thrusted up into you, wiping you out of your trance and making you moan loudly “yeah baby… let me hear you” he whispered, holding onto your waist as he thrusted into you at a rhythmic pace and soon enough you fell apart as you came all over his cock, making you moan. riki clenched his teeth as he thrusted into you a couple more times, but a little more rapidly as to chase his high as he shot thick ropes of cum deep into your walls to the point where you could feel him filling you up. 

riki looked down at where the two of you were connected and watched as your cum mixed with his dripped down his cock “fuck…” he groaned. 

the room was filled with the faint hum of the game menu’s music but the only sound that mattered was the quiet, uneven breaths and the slow rise and fall of your chests. you draped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder, shuddering from the aftershock “you really couldn’t wait hm” he teased, tapping his fingers on your waist, you smiled into his shoulder nuzzling further “i thought you might end up getting sucked into the screen at some point. couldn’t have that happening to my boyfriend hm?” you teased making him scoff  “so.. will you let me finish my game now?” “mmm… i don’t know i kinda like having all your attention” you whispered, hugging him tighter. he placed a chaste kiss to your hair “you’ll always have my attention baby” he mumbled, caressing your waist soothingly.

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you met nishimura riki when you were twelve. he was the boy who stole fries off your tray when you weren’t looking, who laughed a little too loudly in the hallways, who sat behind you in class and flicked the back of your hoodie just to annoy you. he was the boy who somehow became your best friend, the one person who never left—who never even thought about leaving.

now, years later, he was still here.

the only difference was that now, his gaze lingered a little longer, his touches felt a little softer, and his presence carried something heavier. something unspoken.

you had a boyfriend. you had kai and yet, it was riki who always noticed when you weren’t okay. it was riki who showed up when kai forgot, who knew exactly what to say when you were upset, who could read you like his favorite book.

kai loved the idea of you, but riki? riki loved you.

and deep down, you knew it.

riki had always been attentive, but lately, it felt different, more intentional. when kai got your coffee order wrong, something as simple as forgetting you didn’t take sugar, riki was the one who silently slid the right one in front of you, already knowing you’d pretend to like what kai brought you.

when you had a stressful week, riki didn’t just tell you to rest. he showed up with your comfort movie queued up, your favorite blanket waiting, and a playlist of songs he knew calmed your nerves. kai, on the other hand, would just say, “that sucks. you’ll be fine.”

when you talked, when you rambled on about your dreams, your fears, the things that made your heart race, riki listened. not the kind of listening where someone nods along, half distracted. no, he remembered.

kai always forgot your favorite flower, so he never bought them. riki? riki never had to ask. he just showed up with them one day, casually handing them to you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“you remembered?” you had asked, stunned. “of course i did,” he had said, ruffling your hair. “it’s you.” maybe that was the moment you should have realized.

kai canceled your date. again.

you sat at the restaurant alone, staring at your phone as excuse after excuse popped up on your screen : work ran late. something came up. i’ll make it up to you.

but you didn’t believe it. not anymore. you sighed, shoving your phone into your bag. you didn’t even feel sad…just exhausted. when you stepped outside into the cool night air, there he was.

riki.

leaning against his car like he had been waiting the whole time…like he knew? his gaze softened when he saw you, his hands stuffed into his pockets as he tilted his head. “come on, let’s get out of here.” you didn’t question it. you just got in.

the car ride was quiet at first, only the hum of the radio filling the space. you stared out the window, arms crossed, frustration still lingering in your chest then riki spoke, “you don’t have to keep doing this.” you frowned, turning to look at him. “doing what?”

“pretending,” he said simply, glancing at you briefly before focusing back on the road. “acting like he’s enough when we both know he’s not.”

your breath hitched, heart hammering. “ki—”

“you shouldn’t have to remind someone to care about you, y/n,” he continued, his voice steady, like he had been holding this in for too long. “you shouldn’t have to wait around, hoping he’ll finally see you the way you deserve to be seen.”

your fingers curled around the fabric of your sweater and you hated that his words made something ache inside you. because they were true. and you knew they were true.

still, you whispered, “it’s not that simple.”

“it is,” riki countered. he exhaled sharply, knuckles tight around the wheel, “because if it were me, you wouldn’t have to wonder. you wouldn’t have to question it. i’d show up. i’d know when something was wrong without you saying a word. i’d remember the little things—because they matter. because you matter.”

you swallowed hard, his words making it impossible to look anywhere but at him.

“you know what i realized?” he continued, quieter now, like he was afraid of what he was about to say. “i know you better than he ever has. i know that you always sleep with your window cracked open, even in the winter, because you hate feeling trapped. i know that you get overwhelmed in big crowds, but you pretend you don’t because you don’t want to ruin anyone’s fun. i know that when you’re sad, you pick at your fingernails and you try to hide it, but i always see it.”

your chest tightened.

“i know that your favorite song isn’t even the one you tell people it is,” he added with a soft chuckle. “it’s the one you heard on a road trip when you were twelve and it made you feel something for the first time. and i know that every single time he’s let you down, you’ve made an excuse for him because you’re too kind to admit he doesn’t deserve you.”

silence filled the car, thick and heavy.

“ki…” you whispered, voice barely there.

he pulled into your apartment parking lot, but neither of you moved. his fingers tapped against the wheel before he finally turned to face you fully.

“i don’t want to be your second choice,” he admitted, his voice raw. “but if you ever decide you want more—if you ever want to be with someone who already knows exactly how to love you—then i’m here…because you’re all to me.”

your heart ached, your pulse thrumming in your ears. you had spent so long convincing yourself that what you had with kai was enough. but sitting here, staring at the boy who had always been by your side, you realized you had been wrong.

because this was love.

you reached for him before you could stop yourself, your fingers sliding over his. he stiffened for half a second before exhaling, his own fingers curling around yours, his warmth seeping into your skin. then, slowly, hesitantly, you leaned in. riki didn’t move at first. he just watched you, as if making sure this was real. then, with a soft sigh, he closed the gap.

the kiss was slow, deliberate. his lips were warm against yours, his hand sliding up to cup your jaw, his thumb brushing over your cheek in the gentlest way. it wasn’t rushed. it wasn’t desperate. it was steady. certain. everything you had been missing.

when you pulled away, your forehead rested against his, your breath mingling.

“so,” he murmured, lips curving into a small smile, “does this mean i can finally take you on a real date?” a laugh bubbled up in your throat, your fingers tightening around his. “yeah,” you whispered. “i think it does, pretty boy.”

a year has passed and the sun had barely started rising when you felt riki shift beside you, his arm tightening around your waist as he buried his face into your neck.

“stay,” he mumbled groggily, his voice thick with sleep and somehow deeper than usual.

you laughed softly, running your fingers through his messy hair. “i’m not going anywhere, silly.”

he hummed in satisfaction, pulling you even closer until there was no space left between you. “good because you’re all to me, my love.”

your heart swelled, warmth spreading through your chest as you pressed a kiss to his forehead. outside, the world was waking up, but here, in the quiet, in his arms, you had everything you ever needed.

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You couldn’t take your eyes off your boyfriend as he flopped onto the couch after another exhausting day. He’d been grinding nonstop lately, and you could see the tension in his shoulders, the way he rubbed his neck like it ached. But tonight, you had other plans. Something hot and wild to blow off all that steam. You wanted to give him a blowjob that’d leave him dizzy, and honestly, you could tell he was already in the mood. His eyes had that hungry spark, and the way he kept shifting in his seat told you he was dying for some relief.

You smirked and dropped to your knees in front of him. “Riki, you’ve been working way too hard. How about I take care of you tonight?” you teased, letting your voice dip a little. His head snapped up, and that grin of his spread wide, half cocky, half desperate. “Oh, hell yeah,” he said, voice already rough with want as he leaned back, spreading his legs to give you all the room you needed.

You reached for the hair band on your wrist, ready to tie your hair up so it wouldn’t get in the way. But as you yanked it tight, snap, the damn thing broke, splitting apart in your fingers. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” you grumbled, staring at the useless pieces. Riki just laughed, low and husky. “Forget it,” he said, his tone dripping with need. He leaned forward, his hands quick but gentle as he scooped your hair up himself, twisting it into a messy ponytail. “I’ll hold it for you, babe. Just… get started already,” he urged, his fingers brushing your neck and making your skin tingle.

You looked up at him, catching that wild look in his eyes—pure lust, no patience left. “Alright, needy,” you teased, but you were just as into it. You tugged his pants down, and there it was. His dick, already hard and begging for you. It was thick, veins running along the length, the tip flushed a deep pink and glistening a little from how worked up he was. It curved just slightly, standing proud and heavy, and you couldn’t help but lick your lips at the sight.

You started slow, kissing the tip lightly, tasting him. Riki groaned right away, his hands tightening in your hair. “Fuck, don’t tease me,” he muttered, his hips twitching like he couldn’t hold still. You smirked and ran your tongue along the underside, tracing one of those veins, feeling how hot and hard he was under your touch. His dick pulsed against your lips, and he let out a shaky breath, already losing it.

Then you took him into your mouth, wrapping your lips around that thick head first. He was big enough to stretch your mouth a little, but you loved the challenge. “Shit, yes,” he hissed, his voice all gravelly now. His hands gripped your hair tighter, not pushing you but definitely guiding you, keeping it out of your face so he could watch. You glanced up and saw his head tip back, his mouth falling open as his chest heaved.

You slid down further, taking more of him in, your tongue swirling around the shaft. His dick felt heavy and warm, filling your mouth perfectly, and you could taste how much he wanted this. Riki was a mess already. Groaning loud, his thighs tensing under your hands. “You’re so fucking good at this,” he panted, his hips jerking up a little before he caught himself. “Keep going, babe, please.”

You picked up the pace, bobbing your head now. “I love you. I love your mouth,” he panted, his hips jerking up a little before he caught himself. “Keep going, babe, please.”

You picked up the pace, bobbing your head now, letting your tongue flick over that sensitive spot just under the tip. His dick throbbed in your mouth, getting even harder if that was possible, the tip hitting the back of your throat as you pushed yourself further. Riki was falling apart above you, his groans turning into desperate little moans, his hands shaking as he held your hair. “Fuck, you’re gonna kill me,” he gasped, his voice so rough it sent a shiver down your spine.

You could tell he was close—his breathing was all over the place, and his grip on your hair was borderline desperate now. His dick twitched hard against your tongue, and you knew he was right on the edge. “Babe, I’m—” he started, but he didn’t even finish before his hips bucked, and he came hard, spilling into your mouth with a loud, drawn-out groan. His whole body tensed, his dick pulsing as you swallowed around him, taking it all.

When he finally calmed down, you pulled back slow, licking your lips with a grin. His dick softened a little, still slick and flushed from everything, resting against his thigh as he slumped back on the couch. Riki let go of your hair, letting it fall around your shoulders, and hauled you up next to him. “Holy shit, you’re unreal,” he said, still breathless, pulling you into his chest. He kissed your forehead, then your cheek, then your lips, like he couldn’t stop himself.

You curled up against him, feeling smug and happy. “You deserved it,” you said, tracing lazy circles on his chest. He laughed, still a little shaky, and hugged you tighter. “You’re stuck with me now, you know that, right?” he teased, and you couldn’t help but laugh too, knowing you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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