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ㅤㅤ( NRK. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤSPORTS CAR
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 — 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾.
SOMAR𝒊O ─── your ex does whatever it takes to get you back 엔하이픈 西村力 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 650 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames, alcohol
ex!riki who nonchalantly broke up with you but still does everything he can to get you back.
Cool air drifted into your room through the open window, eliciting goosebumps on your exposed skin. Sitting at your desk with your work in front of you, you found your twin airpods and pressed them into your ears.
Before the music could begin, a throaty engine revved outside your window, distracting your initial plans to where the sound was coming from. Stalking into your balcony and leaning over the edge, you glanced down at the slick black car roaring on your driveway.
Squinting to see who the driver was, he flicked his head up, meeting your confused look. “Riki?” You called over the loud engine.
“Hi, pretty girl.” He spoke, shooting you a look that shouldn’t have made your heartbeat quicken. “I told you to stop calling me that.” Forcing the anger out of you, you glared down at him.
Ignoring your comment, he spoke. “Want to go for a ride?”
Wondering what got him to think that you’d be willing to go with him, you stared at the tempting choice for a moment before flipping him off and shutting the balcony door, pressing your hand onto your thumping heart and willing yourself to remember that you were supposed to hate him.
Eventually the revving of the engine stopped and silence followed moments after. Unable to hear whether he got out of the car, you went back to your work, plugging in your headphones and writing on the paper. To your surprise, a hand pressed on your shoulder, causing you to jump and whip your chair around, automatically alert.
Leaning down close enough for your foreheads to touch, you stared into the slitted dark eyes of your ex-boyfriend who seemingly managed to sneak in through the window— a skill you weren’t surprised about since you used to sneak out with him through that very window when you were dating.
“Hi, pretty.” The close proximity knocked the air out of your lungs, making it difficult to move. “I told you not to call me that.” You spoke in a voice worthy of being a whisper.
“Technically, you told me not to call you ‘pretty girl’ and I didn’t.” Lifting up a hand that was resting on your arm-rests, he brushed stray strands of hair away from your face. “I called you pretty, because you are.”
Widening your eyes, you pushed his body away from yours in an attempt for him to not hear the loud beating at your chest. Breathing heavily, you watched his cocky expression grin at your flustered reaction. “Stop flirting and leave.”
Ignoring your sentence, he feigned a pout. “Don’t you like guys with sports cars?”
Forcing your lips into a tight smile, you sighed heavily. “No, I just don’t like you.” His grin never faltered as he pressed his hand on his heart and sauntered towards you. Picking up your hand, he placed it on your loudly beating heart and settled his hand over yours.
Knowing very well that he could hear and feel the thumping in your chest, your cheeks turned scarlet. “Are you sure you don’t like me?”
Staring directly into his intimidating gaze, you nodded, sure that you were fooling him as much as you were fooling yourself.
“I’ll see about that.” He mumbled before leaning in and connecting your lips. A wave of nostalgia shook through your body as everything felt familiar to you. Expecting to be fully disturbed by his action, you were caught by surprise by your own action of moving against his lips.
Using the nape of your neck to pilot the kiss, you barely managed to pull away for air, making you feel lightheaded. Finally pulling back, you stared into his cocky eyes and watched him straighten up.
“So,” He began, motioning over to the window. “Want to go for a ride?”

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dating and talking stage with ni-ki
warnings : fluff, little suggestive content, etc.









notes : ni-ki pretending to be nonchalant to reader :) and yo, smaus are so addicting wtf?
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how riki sounds during sex
i think in the first couple times of doing it, he'd be a bit hesitant to make sounds unless he hears you make some first. but, i think he'd open up a bit more eventually and be more confident in making sounds.
i doubt he's the kind to explicitly dirty talk, but i think he would praise you and tell you how good you're making him feel. he'd probably say things like, "god, you feel so good.." or along the lines of "keep doing that.." every time you'd clench around him.
he likes cursing a lot, and might even mutter some in japanese when the sex gets mind blowingly good.
i don't think he's completely mute, but he wouldn't straight up moan or whine either. i think he'd make sounds like groaning, grunting and subtle gasps ever so often.
whenever he'd get you to squirt, he'd groan appreciatively and say, "fuck, that was so hot... think you can do that again f'me, pretty?"
i do think he'd speak up whenever he feels himself getting close, because he wants the both of you to finish together. he finds it intimate, but also the sight of both your mixed cums dripping down your pussy is just really hot to him. "fuck-, tell me you're close, baby.."
afterwards, i think he would try his best to express how good you'd just made him feel and of course, that he loves you! "that was so good.. i love you s'much, baby.." he's sweet like that, okay?
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(i got this as an ask in my anons and accidentally deleted it but here you go ecskhfbsejhfsje)
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boy's night ☆ riki nishimura
☆ summary: riki had no game, no rizz, which was why he employed the help of his six friends to text you. warning: having seven boys on the phone trying to text a girl does not give good results! ☆ genre: fluff, all enhypen members make an appearance, boys being boys, very stupid, it's getting rizzy in here but clearly i have negative game ☆ warning(s)? no just silliness :3 ☆ word count: 1.7k words
"Oh my god, she texted me!" was the sentence that completely destroyed Jake Sim's house.
Tonight, Riki was having a sleepover at Jake's house. It was supposed to be a chill night, a night in which Riki could bask in his friends' presence before they went off to college again.
There were many perks to being the youngest in his friend group. It seemed like Heeseung, Jay, and Jake forever saw him as their baby, after all, when they all met as children, Riki was a snotty little four year-old, constantly tattling on the older boys. Regardless, it was nearly impossible for them to not fuss over him, constantly asking if he ate yet or if he needed help. Sunghoon teased the ever-living shit out of Riki, sure, but the older boy never hesitated to take Riki's side whenever there was an argument. Sunoo and Jungwon were closest to Riki in age, but that didn't stop them from watching over him closely, like mother cats stalking their cubs.
Though, there was one thing that Riki had to admit that he hated about being the youngest: he was the most inexperienced.
Whenever his friends got their 'firsts,' he was always too young to care. It seemed like all his friends got to experience their first crushes and heartbreaks almost simultaneously, only for them to not be there when Riki had his.
Even when he was now a senior in high school, he had absolutely no idea how to talk to girls.
He'd heard all the stories about Heeseung and his antics at college, all the flirting tips that Jake liked to give out to Sunghoon and Jay, and all the crazed texts that Sunoo and Jungwon sent as they went through relationships.
Even so, Riki had never experienced teenage love for himself.
Enter: You.
You were the cute girl that sat in front of him in his Macroeconomics class. If it wasn't for the fact that Riki absolutely hated Macro, he would blame the fact that you were just so pretty that he couldn't bring himself to focus on the lecture about the New York Stock Exchange.
Initially, Riki had no intention of pursuing you.
You were cute, obviously, but hearing you talk to your partner in class was enough for him. Plus, it wasn't like Riki had any experience— even if he wanted to talk to you, he had no idea how to!
Except, thanks to his nosy friends, your name had been discussed what felt like a million times by the end of the week.
"So... [Name], eh?" was the first thing Sunghoon said as Riki's camera turned on during their weekly weekend FaceTime calls.
"This is so exciting, Riki," Heeseung said as he joined the call.
"Wait, how do you know her again?" Sunoo's voice cut in. "Sorry, my Wi-Fi is bad. You said you know her from Macro?"
With a little more prying, his friends managed to get a middle-school level confession out of Riki.
"I-I just think she's really pretty, and like, she's really smart," Riki huffed, "I don't think she likes me like that— I've never even spoken to her! Like, I can't talk to women, I straight up am a mess and the other day—oh my god— she looked at me and I think I almost passed out. What do I do? I actually cannot do thi—
".... But you think she's pretty, right?"
And that's how Riki managed to get your phone number. With the help of his friends (that felt more like them feeding into his delusions), he worked up the courage to stutter out a simple question.
And when you smiled, nodding enthusiastically as you typed your contact into his phone, Riki felt his soul leave his body.
So, it wasn’t hard to imagine the havoc that engulfed Jake Sim's house (the place of the sleepover) as Riki's phone pinged, your contact name showing up.
It was already late at night, so the boys were raiding Jake's pantry to get midnight snacks.
The moment that Riki announced that you had just, in fact, texted him first, everyone stopped in their tracks.
"Oh shit!" Jay shouted as he jumped over Jake's sofa, bowl of cereal still in hand.
The sound of crashing as Heeseung knocked over the ramen cups, as well as cutlery dropping abruptly and cabinets slamming filled the house.
"Oi, don't mess up my kitchen!" Jake yelled as his feet pounded against his stairs, scrambling so fast that he practically glided downstairs. After Jungwon spilled milk on his shirt, he was half-way through putting on a new shirt as he clambered down.
"What did she—" Sunoo pushed Jay out of the way, knocking the older boy over as he plopped down next to Riki on the living room carpet and peeked over his shoulder— "What did she say?!"
Within seconds, all six of his friends were huddled around Riki, pushing each other out of the way to catch a glimpse of what you said.
"Move your fatass head!"
"I can't see!"
As his friends argued, Riki stared at his phone, chewing on his bottom lip. His heart was pounding in his chest. He only saw the notification, and didn't see what you said yet.
What if you said something crazy, like "I just found out about that one time in first grade when you peed yourself at the playground" even though Riki and all his friends agreed to never speak of that incident again?! Or, what if you confessed your everlasting love for him in a long paragraph?
His head was spinning.
"Wait, did you open the message yet?!" Jungwon abruptly yelled into Riki's ear.
"No..." Riki answered slowly, watching the way all of his friends' once tense faces soften with relief.
"Oh my god," Jake sighed in relief.
"Phhhhheeewww!" Heeseung said dramatically.
"Why?" Riki frowned. "What's wrong with opening the message?"
"[Name] can see if you read her message if you open it," Sunghoon said matter-of-factly.
"Why is that a bad thing?"
All of his friends groaned.
They taught him a trick: swipe just enough so that he could see the message, but not enough that the system marks it as read.
Hey, was all you said, much to Riki's relief.
"What do I say?" Riki asked, clutching his phone. His eyes flickered to his friends as he sucked his bottom lip under his teeth pensively. "How do I respond to this?"
"Just say 'hey' back!" Jay blurted.
"No!" Heeseung shook his head profusely. "Anything but that!"
"Why not? You want him to say haiiii instead?" Sunghoon nudged the older boy.
"No, no, no!" Jungwon reached across to smack Sunghoon's knee. "All of you are wrong."
Jungwon turned to Riki. "Just respond with an emoji."
They all groaned loudly.
"Okay, anything but a goddamn emoji!"
Riki ended up typing out a simple hey in response. He had to make Sunoo press send for him, squeezing his eyes shut. Riki immediately shut his phone off, placing it face down.
"I don't want to see if she responds or not!" Riki moaned.
Within a minute or two, his phone pinged again.
"She responded!"
Even though you only asked, How was your day?, the entire house was once again invigorated. The boys shrieked, whooping and hitting Riki's shoulder, so loud that the house probably shook.
"Oh my god, it's happening!"
"Ouuuuu, she wants you, Riki!"
"Everyone shut the fuck up, it's time to lock in, oh my god it's actually happening—"
And just as everyone settled back down, ready to give Riki their mind-blowing advice, his phone dinged again.
[Attachment: 1 photo]. It was a silly picture of you, one of those cute ones that showed your eyes, clearly taken on the spot.
"OHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Shewantsyousobadohmygo—"
According to Jake, if a girl sends you a picture of herself, no matter how silly or cute it is, she is head over heels for you.
"One message at a time!" Jay yelled over Jake's shoulder as they tried to figure out how to respond. "You need to answer her question first and then respond to the picture!"
"No! Don't respond to the picture!" Sunghoon, who was all the way in the guest bathroom, yelled from behind the bathroom door, his voice both booming and muffled. "She'll think you're weird!"
"I agree," Sunoo said.
"I agree," Jungwon mocked him in a nasally voice, earning a slap to the shoulder. "Just heart the picture!"
But their arguing fell upon deaf ears.
"Riki, what are you doing?!"
Riki was on his own, his heart beating at the tip of his fingers.
I hung out with my friends today and it was fun, how was yours? was his first response. Pressing on the picture, he responded, You look cute.
When Riki glanced over at his friends, they were sprawled across the floor, crying aloud dramatically.
"It's over."
"You're insane."
"Fumbled."
Riki threw a pillow at them. "I didn't fumble— Oh shoot, she's typing!"
The house was once again filled with screaming and crashing as they scampered to Riki's side.
You typed for a few moments. Everyone was at the edge of their seat, simply begging to see how you'd respond. But then, you stopped.
"Good game, guys."
"100% over."
Riki chewed on his thumb, his eyes glued to his phone screen. Did he creep you out? Was it weird for him to say that you looked cute? Did he fuck up?
But then you finally replied.
My day was just filled with homework, very boring, you replied. Maybe if I spent it with you it would have been more fun.
Oh.
My.
God.
Riki's hands shook as he typed back another response, completely ignoring the complete and utter disaster around him. He didn't know what came over him. He wouldn't say any of the things that he typed out loud, let alone to your face. It was like he was possessed by some spirit that gave him the courage to type. Without even noticing it, his heart was palpitating in his chest, his entire face, neck, and ears covered in a red shade.
I'm free tomorrow, he typed.
"RIKI WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU—"
Okay, you simply responded. 12PM. The Block. Let's have fun.
"D-Did she just ask you out?"
Riki glanced at this phone, then at his friends, who stared at him with eyes as wide as saucers and their jaws dropped to the floor, then back at his phone. He blinked. "Yeah."
"Yes?!"
Riki blinked again. "Yeah."
.
.
.
And then it hit him.
"Oh my god, [Name] asked me out...!"
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bf!riki x f!reader - waking you up with head HARD HOURS fic (18+ MDNI)
The first thing you register is warmth. Not just from the sheets tangled around you, but from something hot and wet, something slow and rhythmic, something that makes you hum softly in your sleep before your body even catches up with your brain.
It’s familiar.
It’s him.
Your legs twitch, shifting instinctively, but the firm grip on your thighs keeps you spread open, keeps you right where he wants you. There’s no hesitation in the way he’s licking into you, no slow teasing like he’s trying to wake you gently—no, Riki is devouring you, just like he always does. Like he’s been doing this for years.
Your body shudders, breath hitching, and you try to roll your hips, but his hands tighten in warning.
“Shh,” he murmurs against your skin, lips brushing over your soaked, swollen clit, and fuck—his voice is so deep and raspy, thick with sleep, but there’s that lazy amusement in it too, that smugness that makes you burn. “Relax, baby. Let me wake you up properly.”
Your fingers twitch in the sheets, a sleepy whimper slipping past your lips as his tongue flicks against you, slow and deliberate, sending little shocks of pleasure up your spine.
“Mm, there you are,” he hums, pressing a slow, obscene kiss right against your clit. “Knew you wouldn’t last long.”
You let out a soft, choked sound, hips jerking, and Riki just chuckles, his grip keeping you right where he wants you.
“How many times have I woken you up like this, huh?” he muses, voice low and teasing, like he’s just making casual morning conversation while he’s got his face buried between your legs. “You’d think you’d be used to it by now.”
“Riki,” you finally gasp, voice still thick with sleep, breathless from how wrecked you already are.
“Mm?” His tongue drags down, slow and filthy, lapping at you so softly it makes you ache.
“Y-you’re—” Your voice catches as he sucks your clit into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing, his groan vibrating against you.
“Me? What?” he murmurs, voice smug as ever, his fingers pressing into your thighs, keeping you spread wide. “Being a good boyfriend?”
You whimper, toes curling in the sheets, your legs trembling as he keeps up those slow, lazy strokes with his tongue—like he has all the time in the world, like there’s nothing else he’d rather be doing than licking you open first thing in the morning.
“Yeah,” he mutters, pressing his tongue flat against you and giving a long, slow lick. “Thought so.”
Your fingers find his hair, gripping tight, and you feel him grin against you before he really starts working you over, his tongue flicking, lapping, his mouth moving in that perfect rhythm that he knows makes you fall apart.
“You close?” he asks after a moment, his voice so casual you could almost miss the fact that he’s ruining you completely.
“Riki—fuck—”
He laughs, breath warm against your slick skin. “That’s a yes.”
And then he locks his lips around your clit and sucks hard, his fingers finally slipping down to join his mouth, pressing into you so perfectly that you’re gone in an instant, back arching, mouth falling open on a shaky moan as your whole body convulses under him.
Riki groans, lapping you up as you shudder through it, sucking you through your high, not stopping until you’re whimpering from the overstimulation, trying to squirm away.
Only then does he finally pull back, pressing a sloppy, wet kiss to the inside of your thigh before stretching out beside you like he didn’t just wreck you first thing in the morning.
“See?” he murmurs, voice smug and pleased with himself. “Way better than an alarm clock.”
You barely have the energy to roll over and smack his chest, but he just grins, pulling you in and pressing his lips to yours, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.
“Morning, baby,” he whispers.
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‧₊ ᵎᵎ 📷 ˚✮ I love you 3000 - Nishimura Riki



꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆boyfriend texts with riki ⨾
۶ৎ idol!riki x fem!reader ┆fluff, crack┆petnames, cursing┆smau
⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: i love riki
꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱
heeseung / jay / jake / sunghoon / sunoo / jungwon / riki
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─── FLUSTERED

synopsis: in which wearing your boyfriend’s hoodie leaves him utterly flustered.
pairing: nishimura riki x !fem reader
word count: 0.4k
genre: fluff, established relationship, teasing.
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the warm water cascaded over your skin, washing away the exhaustion of the day. you sighed, letting the heat soothe your muscles. it was late, but a shower before bed was exactly what you needed to unwind.
stepping out, you wrapped yourself in a towel, the cool air nipping at your damp skin. as you rummaged through your wardrobe for something comfortable to wear, your eyes landed on a familiar hoodie nestled among your shirts and dresses.
a small smile tugged at your lips. you immediately recognized it—it wasn’t yours. somehow, it must have gotten mixed up in the laundry. the oversized gray hoodie, simple in design with subtle text across the front, belonged to riki. he’d worn it countless times—to practice, to the airport, on lazy days at home. and now, it was in your hands.
it looked warm. cozy. and after a long day, it was exactly what you wanted.
without hesitation, you pulled it over your head. the soft fabric draped over your frame, hanging well past your waist, nearly reaching your knees. paired with a pair of black shorts—now completely hidden beneath the hoodie’s length—it felt like the perfect outfit for the night.
curious, you turned to the mirror, chuckling at your reflection. it was far too big on you, the sleeves swallowing your hands, the hem making it seem as if you weren’t wearing anything underneath. it wasn’t your usual style, but it was comfortable. it smelled like him.
with that, you padded out of the bedroom, searching for your boyfriend.
riki was slouched on the couch, lazily scrolling through his phone. as soon as he sensed you in the room, he glanced up—only to freeze. his gaze locked onto you, eyes widening slightly. you could see the realization dawn on his face as he took in what you were wearing.
his hoodie.
you walked over, settling beside him. “couldn’t find anything good to wear, so i just wore this,” you explained casually. “it must’ve gotten mixed in with my laundry.”
riki didn’t say anything at first. his expression was unreadable, but his eyes traced over you, lingering a second too long. you saw the way his ears tinted red, the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed.
“you look… pretty, baby.” his voice was lower than usual, softer, like he was trying to suppress something. his hand found your waist, pulling you effortlessly into his lap.
you giggled. “it’s just a hoodie, riki.”
he huffed, burying his face in the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. “it’s not just a hoodie. it’s mine. and you, wearing it like this…” his arms tightened around you, holding you impossibly close. “you should wear my clothes more often.”
you smiled, resting your head against his shoulder. “oh? you like it that much?”
his lips brushed your collarbone as he murmured, “all mine.”

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hold my hand - nishimura riki
genre: smut, fluff
pairing: bf!nishimura riki x fem!reader
warnings: loss of virginity, unprotected sex, fingering, pain, etc.
synopsis: your relationship with riki has always been amazing, but youre finally ready to take it to the next level.
song: connected (bang chan) - stray kids
(proofread)
all scenarios are fake and are not meant to harm any idol in the story
------<3------
"riki stop!" you giggle as your boyfriend tickles your stomach. a movie played loudly in the background, drowning out both of your laughter. your arms and legs flailed around riki as he continued to tackle you into the couch, his hands running around your abdomen.
"i can't!" his bright smile shows itself in the dim light of his living room, making your heart flutter. "you're just too adorable!" he chuckles and finally takes his fingers off of you. you admittedly miss his touch, but thankfully he lies next to you, pulling you in his arms to close the gap between his chest and your back.
"you smell good," he says, his lips against your neck muffling his voice. "i could smell you forever"
you blush and lace your fingers through his, your intertwined hands pressed against your stomach, holding your bodies close together.
riki loved being close to you. cuddling, holding hands, and soft kisses were frequent when the two of you spent time together. you were practically inseperable at this point.
you loved riki so much, it felt like a physical pain in your chest to be away from him for too long. he was the most precious piece of your heart now. nothing in the world could change that.
so now you began to think. about sex. a lot.
you haven't had that... discussion... with him yet, it's always been a little too embarrassing and nerve wracking to bring up.
but you couldn't deny the steady feeling of emptiness between your legs, especially at times when he held you this close. you were getting more and more ready to jump that next hurdle, with his hand holding yours along the way.
"ki?" you ask, rubbing circles over his knuckles with your thumbs.
"hmm?" he hums against your neck.
"can we talk?"
"whats up babe?" he sits up and pulls you so you are facing each other, cross legged and still on the couch.
you squint your eyes and clench your fists, very nervous. "i want to have sex with you."
he stares at you in shock. his eyebrows furrow adorably, and his lips slowly form a smirk.
"you want to.... let me finally fuck you? for real?"
"yes i-"
before you can finish he pounces on you, pinning you under him. "i've been waiting for you, babe" he whispers sultrily in your ear. "you don't know how long i've wanted this"
your face flushes under his intense gaze. "if i'd known i would have said so sooner, i'm so-"
"ah! don't be sorry. not even for a second. i want you to be ready when you are ready, not when you want to appease me because my dick is hard."
if it's even possible, your face reddens further. he lets out a sexy laugh at your embarrassment. "what, do you think that's weird?"
"no, it's just different... i don't know what to do or how to do it well, and i'm nervous, ki"
"don't be nervous, babe. you know it's both of our first times. you don't need to be embarrassed with me. especially not with me"
"thanks, baby"
you wring your hands and look around the room. nothing seems right. its too bright, too cramped, too quiet, even with the movie in the background. the silence between you and riki is deafening.
"so did you just say that in general or do you want to do it now?" he teases, a wide grin forming on his insanely kissable lips.
you slap his arm. "yeah i mean now, i just don't really know what to do." you cast your gaze downward, looking at the hem of your shorts that was being rumpled in your fingers.
"then lets find out together." riki grabs your hands in his and pulls you off the couch, guiding you down the hallway of his small apartment.
when you reach his room, he puts you on the bed, shutting the door and turning off the lights. the faint glow of dusk seeps through his windows and spills into the bedroom, lighting the room in a romantic haze that has your senses on high alert. every slight motion has you on edge, anticipation rising as riki steps closer and closer to you.
"what do you want to do?" he asks, eyes softly gazing into yours, looking for any response
"i... god this is so embarrassing!" you bury your face in your hands, and riki chuckles in amusement.
"babe, look at me. please." he pulls your hands down by your wrists, bringing your gaze to him. "this isn't about being perfect. or looking perfect. its going to be sloppy, its going to be hard. but i know that we can both take it, and that we will love each other no matter what. right?"
you nod your head slowly, tears threatening to fall onto your cheeks.
"words, please" riki begs from his kneeling position below you
"right"
he smiles "okay. so where do you want to start?"
"i... i guess we should maybe take off our clothes?"
"probably a good idea"
you both start removing your clothing. your fingers tremble as you pull your shirt over your head.
and although you cant see it, riki's are too. he nervously pulls his pants down, hands shaking like he had too much coffee.
you and riki take each other in. your whole body heats up as his gaze trails over your bare skin. it felt so irregular. nobody has ever viewed your body this way. you stare at riki's gorgeous abs, slowly making your way to his cock.
it was half hard, not fully aroused, yet still bigger than what you thought it would be. you worry how you're supposed to fit him in you. but damn, it was just so beautiful. the tip was a pinkish color, and you could just make out a vein traveling down his shaft, dissapearing into his pelvis.
"holy shit, you're beautiful." riki says, jaw dropped as he rakes his eyes over your insecurities. you dont mind your body, but hell, you couldn't ignore the curve of your stomach, or slight thickness to your thighs. you use your hands to cover your stomach, but riki moves them away.
"dont you dare try and cover yourself. you are absolutely gorgeous. do you hear me?" his voice is practically a growl as he tugs your wrists.
"okay, ki." you say, smiling up at him.
he takes your lips in a soft kiss, pulling your face to his by cupping his hands on your cheeks.
"i love you so much" you say, pulling back to look at him
"i love you more" he whispers into the darkness. "what do you want next?"
"no, its your turn to choose what we do," you try to be teasing, but only feel nervousness
"well lets get on the bed. go put your head on the pillows." he points to the empty bed behind you.
when you are settled, riki climbs over you and places soft kisses on your face, caressing your hot skin with his lips as his sturdy arms hold himself up above you. you let him kiss his way down to your neck, slowly sucking on the skin near your collarbone as you wrapped your arms around his back.
he pulls away and kneels at your waist, looking at you for any sign of regret.
"are you ready?" he searches your eyes for uncertainty, but you nod in approval.
"words"
"yes," you breathe .
he pulls himself in between your legs and spreads them wide, getting a perfectly unobscured view of your glistening pussy
"already wet for me babe?" his eyes dialate from pure enjoyment. "and i haven't even touched you yet"
"please," you scoff, "you know what youve done"
"mmm" he moans as he slowly aligns his tip with your entrance "are you ready?"
you grab his wrist and grip his hand tightly. "lets do it ki." you grit your teeth an he slowly pushes his tip onto your opening, only for it to slide up, refusing to enter.
you moan from the friction of his dick rubbing your cunt. he chuckles and pushes back do your entrance, even slower in entry this time.
but again, he slides right out.
every time he tries to breach your walls, they tighten and refuse to let him in. by the sixth time, riki groans in pain. his cock now fully hard and throbbing in need, his tip is red and coated in a smeared mixture of your combined slickness.
you lay back, squeezing his hand as if its your life force as tears begin to fall down your cheeks. "i... i can't do it, ki" you sob. "it's too big, i can't do it.... i can't do it..."
your tears paint trails on your face while riki squeezes your hand even harder. "you can, baby. i know you can. do you want me to try and stretch you out?"
you nod and choke back another sob, pulling yourself together.
this time, riki doesnt ask for words. he sees how distressed you are, and places a kiss on your hand, still held in his.
his free hand works its way between your thighs, finding your entrance. he smoothly slides one finger in, rubbing it along your gummy walls as he stretches your hole further. he slides a second finger in. then a third. and a fourth
your cunt burns from the pressure as his fingers glide inside you, not with the intent to pleasure, no. that was for his dick tonight.
riki removes his fingers, bringing them to his mouth as he moves his cock back to where he was before.
you stare at him, completely in shock, as he slurps your juices off of his own digits, a slutty smile curving the corners of his lips as he sucked on the sweet liquid
when he pulls his hand out of his mouth and back to its guiding position at his dick, you ready yourself, holding his hand tightly.
he spreads your legs as wide as they can go and finally shoves his tip into your pussy.
you gasp at the stretch. it was definetly more than his fingers, but fuck, it felt like heaven once the stinging subsided
riki moaned in joy as your core squeezed him nicely. "oh fuck, babe, you're fucking tight"
he slowly pushes deeper and deeper into you until he cant go any further. only 2/3 of his length fit inside of you, but it fit in you perfectly.
"baby, you are fucking wonderful. i'm so proud of you" he says, giving your hand a faint squeeze "do you want to see if we can fit the rest of me in?"
your eyes look wild at his words, darting from his face to what you can see of his abdomen.
"you... you meant thats not it?" you ask, ready to cry again. "i don't think i can"
"that's okay baby, you're doing wonderful" riki takes your other hand and squeezes both "this feels fucking perfect"
"im sorry, ki" you say, the tears that were being held back slowly falling down your cheeks now "im sorry i cant take all of you. i want to take all of you, i do, but its so much"
he looks down at you with soft eyes. "how about we try something else?"
you nod again, and riki slowly pulls out of you and picks you up. he flips over so you are straddling his waist, and he is where you were
"now try," he says, helping you position yourself on him.
you slide his dick into you, sinking down on it inch by inch until you finally have all of it inside.
you and riki grin in satisfaction as you settle down onto his pelvis, but that doesnt last long. he smoothly flips you back to where you were before, only now he is buried fully inside your aching core
"do you want me to move?" he asks, gripping your hand again
"fuck yes. please go"
riki starts pulling out, then thrusting back in. his motions start out lazy and slow, wanting you to feel pleasure instead of pain.
"faster, ki. i can take it"
he immediately quickens his pace, his hips slapping hard against your ass. his hand grips your thigh, leaving marks on the skin as he held you open
his other hand still held yours. you squeezed it as you felt his dick pounding deeper and deeper inside of you, making you see white.
"shit, baby... i'm-i'm gonna cum" riki groans, his head hands limply off his shoulders, the tips of his hair slightly ticking your stomach
"then -ah- do it ki, cum in m-me"
your body shudders as you feel your orgasm building up, the band threatening to break while riki thrusted hastily into you.
he holds your thigh tighter as orgasm takes over, thick jets of cum spilling into your cunt, filling up what little space you had left.
your body snaps from the feeling of being so full, twitching and clenching with riki as you both rode the high, hand in hand.
riki slumps next to you, pulling his dick out. it left you with an emty feeling, but he pulled you closer to his chest to make up for it.
that didn't last long though. he immediately shot up and walked into the bathroom, only giving you a "stay there" to wait with.
he walked back out, his boxers back on, with a towel in his hand. he pressed the cool cloth to your forehead, slowly working it over your body until it cleaned everything, even the dripping mess between your legs
he tosses the fabric away and lays back down, pulling your back to his chest and wrapping his arms around you again. you take his hands, whispering into the darkness of his bedroom
"ill hold you forever" you say.
"and i will hold you longer"
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a.n- dear god im crying. this was so sweet to write. riki is def the type of bf who isnt afraid to tease but fs knows what he needs to do to make you feel good. but now my heart is hurting bc man, i need this boy in my life like right now. okay time to put me back in my cage before i say smth more out of pocket
please reblog if you liked it, and comment with ideas bc i need more XD
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TOUCH ────── the school’s troublemaker can’t seem to leave you alone ..



엔하이펜 니키 x fem reader / non idol au ────fluff . angst . trouble maker x class rep . high school au ♡ swearing . profanity . mature jokes 。。 ARCHIVE ( ˶ˆ3ˆ˵ )
- ai’s love note 💌 this is a revamped ver for “ trouble maker texts with riki “ and yes, there will be a part two ^0^
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right here ──── n.rk
SYNOPSIS — it starts with a flower on your desk, then a note, then small, thoughtful gestures that make you wonder if you have a secret admirer. at first, it seems like a cute mystery, something your friends eagerly try to solve, but as the little details start adding up—the way they notice your habits, the way they know exactly what makes you smile—you realize the answer has been in front of you all along. turns out, love doesn’t always arrive with a dramatic confession; sometimes, it’s in the quiet moments, in the familiar presence of nishimura riki, who’s been waiting for you to notice him all along.
GENRE(S) — fluff, slow-burn, mutual pining, friends to lovers, secret admirer
WARNING(S) — excessive fluff, lots of teasing, mutual pining, mild cluelessness, riki being a lovestruck idiot, and a very soft confession
PAIRING — nishimura riki x fem!reader
WORDCOUNT — 3.2k
it starts with a flower.
not just any flower—your favorite one, sitting neatly on your desk, petals still fresh with morning dew.
you blink at it, glancing around the classroom. your classmates are chattering away, focused on their own conversations, oblivious to the small mystery in front of you.
your best friend, nishimura riki, slides into his seat beside you, dropping his bag onto the floor. “what’s that?” he asks, nodding at the flower.
you pick it up, twirling the stem between your fingers. “i don’t know. it was just here when i got in.”
he leans in slightly, inspecting it. “secret admirer?”
you roll your eyes, but there’s a warmth creeping up your neck. “please. if someone was crushing on me, i think i’d know.”
riki hums, propping his chin on his hand. “maybe they’re just shy. or maybe,” he pauses dramatically, “it’s a test.”
“a test?” you raise a brow.
“yeah. they’re seeing if you notice the little things. If you appreciate the small gestures.”
you snort. “that’s a stretch.”
“or,” he grins, leaning back in his chair, “maybe you just have a secret admirer, and you’re too oblivious to see it.”
you shake your head, but you can’t help the small smile playing on your lips.
it keeps happening.
the next day, it’s a small packet of your favorite candies tucked into the side pocket of your backpack. the day after that, a neatly folded note, scribbled with hope you have a good day today :).
by the end of the week, your friends are invested.
“this is, like, peak romance drama,” your friend hana says, leaning forward over lunch. “it’s the kind of thing you read about in books.”
“or see in movies,” mirae chimes in. “mysterious secret admirer? unexpected love confession? this is gold.”
you groan, pushing your tray away. “you guys are making a big deal out of nothing. it’s probably a prank.”
“who even pranks people like this?” sora says, unimpressed. ���this is effort. someone really likes you.”
your eyes flicker to riki, who’s listening quietly, poking at his food with his chopsticks. he hasn’t said much about the whole thing since the first flower appeared.
“what do you think, riki?” mirae asks, noticing your glance.
he looks up, chewing thoughtfully before shrugging. “i think they’re lucky to have you interested enough to care.”
something in his tone makes your stomach flip, but you brush it off.
you’re sitting at your usual spot in the library when the next note appears.
this time, it’s tucked between the pages of your textbook, as if someone had perfectly timed when you’d open it. your heart stutters as you unfold it.
you always chew on your pen when you’re thinking. you probably don’t even notice it, but i do.
your fingers tighten around the paper.
someone’s watching. someone who knows your little habits, who sees you even when you don’t see them.
you chew on your pen absentmindedly. riki reaches over and pulls it from your mouth.
“you’ll ruin your pens like that,” he teases.
your breath catches.
you always chew on your pen when you’re thinking.
it clicks all at once.
the small things—the way riki always seems to know when you’re feeling down, how he remembers your coffee order without you telling him, the way his eyes linger just a little longer than they should when you laugh.
“it’s you, isn’t it?” you blurt out one afternoon when you’re walking home together.
riki doesn’t even pretend to be confused. he shoves his hands in his pockets, a small smirk playing at his lips. “what gave it away?”
you stop in your tracks, staring at him. “you—why didn’t you just tell me?”
he shrugs. “figured it was more fun this way. besides,” his voice softens, “i wanted to see if you’d notice.”
your heart is racing, but you can’t stop the warmth blooming in your chest. “you’re an idiot.”
he grins. “maybe. but i’m your idiot.”
you roll your eyes, but you’re smiling, and when he reaches for your hand, you don’t pull away.
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༒︎ stranger danger ༒︎
warnings: strangers to lovers, smau and writing parts, smut later into the fic, sexting later into the fic, crack, cursing
synopsis: when you were twelve years old you got separated from your childhood best friend and never heard of him again. six years passed, you two forgot about each other. until one day you get bored so you text random numbers and a certain boy responds to you...
chapter list:
ch.1"im so bored..."
ch.2"well hello nonchalant stranger?"
ch.3"he better be hot"
ch.4 "got blocked"
ch.5 coming soon....
and more chapters to come!
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hello! for enhypen smau could you do texts with bf!enhypen? 😇





be my baby !
wherein: texting your boyfriend is probably your favourite part of the day!
genre — ot7!enhypen x fem!reader, relationship texts, bf!enhypen x reader, fluff, crack , warnings — cursing, suggestive content, fighting kids, tiniest speck of angst , masterlist
hi anon! thank u for requesting, i hope this post was to ur liking and that ur having an amazing day/night! <3








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Loser Baby
Word Count: 554 Summary: Heeseung’s grin only widened at the sight. "So? What happened?" Niki looked at him, his mouth opening and closing as if he couldn’t find the right words. "I... I don’t know." Pairing: Niki X Fem Reader
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It was a quiet afternoon at the practice room when Niki, with a determined look on his face, marched past Heeseung who was leaning lazily against the wall.
"I’m going to talk to her," Niki announced, his voice unusually confident.
Heeseung looked up, eyebrow raised, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Good luck! You’re gonna need it."
Niki rolled his eyes, but there was a hint of nervous excitement in his posture. He had been quietly harboring feelings for you for a while now, and today, he was determined to make his move. He stepped out of the practice room, heading toward the lounge where you were sitting, reading a book.
Heeseung watched him go, shaking his head with a knowing smile. "This is gonna be good."
Ten seconds later, Niki came back into the room, looking completely flustered. His cheeks were flushed, his posture rigid. He looked like he had just seen a ghost.
Heeseung’s grin only widened at the sight. "So? What happened?"
Niki looked at him, his mouth opening and closing as if he couldn’t find the right words. "I... I don’t know."
Heeseung chuckled. "You can’t be serious. You’ve been talking about this moment for days, and you froze after ten seconds?"
Niki groaned, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "She smiled at me, Heeseung. She smiled. It was like... like everything just froze."
Heeseung blinked in disbelief. "What do you mean? You’ve been practicing for this, right? You were ready to go up and talk to her."
"I was!" Niki protested, his voice cracking slightly. "I thought I was prepared for it, but then she looked up, smiled at me like... like I was the most important person in the room, and I just... froze."
Heeseung couldn’t hold back a laugh. "You’re telling me you froze after a smile? What happened to the confident Niki I know?"
Niki let out a dramatic sigh, throwing himself into one of the chairs. "I’m a mess. I swear, I can talk to anyone else without issue, but when it’s her... my brain just goes blank."
Heeseung shook his head, trying to suppress his amusement. "You seriously need to get a grip. It’s just a smile. It’s not like she’s asking you to solve the world’s problems."
"I know, I know," Niki muttered, rubbing his face. "But she smiled at me like I was something important, and it threw me off! I couldn’t handle it."
"Alright, alright," Heeseung said, walking over and patting Niki on the back. "Next time, don’t just stand there like a deer in headlights. Smile back, say something, anything. You got this."
Niki looked up at him with wide eyes. "You think I can do it?"
Heeseung shrugged. "Of course. But next time, try not to freeze up. I’m not gonna be here to bail you out every time."
Niki nodded slowly, a determined look crossing his face. "I’ll get it right next time. I just need to be ready for their smiles."
Heeseung chuckled, shaking his head fondly. "Good luck with that. You’ll need it."
As Niki left to gather his thoughts and muster the courage to try again, Heeseung watched him go, secretly rooting for him. He couldn’t wait to see how the next round of Niki’s attempt at talking to you would go.
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titty obsessed riki ─ nsfw, nudity, 0.853 k wc (bye this is so lazy), nipple piercings, big chested reader, requested, hope u like it tho :(
riki inhaled sharply as you removed your tee, those perfect tits bouncing slightly with the motion.
he stared at you silently, your piercings glinting in the light, those perfect peaks with pretty barbell piercings through them so close to his face he could lean forward and capture one into his mouth.
“pretty..” his voice was pure gravel, and his eyes were hungry. he slowly brought one hand up to trace the outline of one pierced nipple, making you shiver "god, these are hot as fuck..."
he slowly raised his other hand to cup both your tits carefully. soft. goddamn, they were so soft. he slowly ran his thumbs back and forth over your hardened nipples and piercings.
giggling softly at how utterly infatuated he seemed with your chest, you cricled your arms around his neck and dug your fingers into his hair, as if to motivate him to keep going.
he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to one of your nipples before sucking it into his mouth, his tongue playing with the barbell. his other hand kneaded the neglected gently.
you sighed, your face contorted into one of pleasure. the tension in your shoulders drooping, the subconscious frown on your forehead disappearing, instead being replaced by bliss. the soft hair of his bangs tickling against your chest and his clothed torso against your bare one felt so weirdly good.
riki tilted his head up at you through his long lashes, gauging your reaction. he watched your body carefully, noting how your back was slightly arched and your chest was pushed out towards him, as if you were offering yourself to him.
his hands began exploring the patterns of your ribcage, the soft skin of your stomach. he wrapped his lips around the cool metal and sucked gently, tugging on the piercing.
you let out a small hiss, followed by a breathy moan at his sudden action. your fingers dug into his hair further, guiding his mouth. “gently,” you quietly whined out.
his dick throbbed and twitched at your breathy moan. he softened his touch at your whimper and chuckled, lapping gently at the sensitive bud instead of pulling.
he gazed up at you with hooded eyes filled with a strange mix of lust and adoration, a smirk playing on his lips. "sensitive, baby?" he murmured against your chest, voice vibrating deliciously against your nipple.
“mhm..” you chuckled and rolled your eyes playfully at his teasing. just as you were about to speak, he pulled back slightly with a wet pop, blowing cool air over your wet, hardened nipple.
the action and cold sensation made you inhale sharply and exhale in the form of a whimper. your back began to arch further making your tits push further into his face, thighs subconsciously clamping in arousal.
riki noticed your reaction and a grin spread across his face. the fact that he could get you to be so reactive to his touches fueled his ego and desire to please you.
he leaned in and wrapped his lips around the other side, sucking gently at the bud and swirling his tongue around the metal bar. he pressed his thigh between your legs, applying gentle pressure.
his thigh pressing to your clothed heat relieved some of your arousal, but on the flip side, it made your craving for his touch maddeningly increase.
your nails slightly scraped into his scalp. his stimulation on your chest felt so damn good, not to mention his large hands caressing the soft skin of your sides and abdomen.
he wrapped his arms around your waist to keep you from squirming too much, and pulled away to bury his face right between your chest. he playfully licked your sternum and inhaled your scent deeply, pushing his face into your pillowy chest, making you chuckle.
at the sound of your chuckle, he pressed his thigh harder against your clothed pussy, the friction making you squirm and whimper. you tugged at his hair, trying to pry his face away from your chest.
“riki, enough..”
he pulled back slightly to look at you, watching your breasts heave from arousal. he chuckled deeply and grinned. "enough what?" he asked softly, teasingly.
sighing a little out of impatience, you awkwardly mumbled out, "e-enough of... this," too shy to directly express your needs to take things further. you nibble on your lower lip and slightly ground on his thigh, hoping he’d catch the hint.
he chuckled at your shy attempt to get his attention, his eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. he leaned in and captured your lips in a soft, gentle kiss.
riki decided to take matters into his own hands, literally. as he kissed you, he wrapped his arms around your thighs and made you wrap your legs around his waist. with ease, he picked you up and kept you pressed against him, making you feel how is cock twitched in his pants.
he broke the kiss to look into your eyes with hunger and affection, keeping your chest pressed firmly against his as he walked towards the bedroom door, your hearts racing in sync from anticipation.
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japanese denim ☆ riki nishimura

☆ non-idol! riki x fem! reader ☆ summary: that one time your shower and heater broke down in the middle of winter, so you had to enlist the help of your neighbor... but since when was your neighbor so handsome?! ☆ genre: fluff, neighbors! au, high school! au, childhood friends to lovers, awkward crushessss ☆ word count: 3.6k
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"Hi, I think my shower is broken, can I use yours?" Your nose scrunched as these words left your mouth.
There was no use feeling embarrassed. Especially in front of Riki Nishimura, your next door neighbor who you’ve known since you were a child.
“Yeah,” Riki said simply, his raspy voice sounding indifferent as always. “Just make sure you have your own towel.”
Although it’s embarrassing to admit, this wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. You lived in a dinky little apartment complex, one with pipes and plumbing so crappy that it would randomly break. All it took was a prayer and maybe a few nights and it would somehow work again.
Riki Nishimura, a boy your age, was your next-door neighbor. As you’ve lived in your current apartment since you were a child, you’ve known the boy since childhood as well. In fact, both of your parents were at work more often than not. So, on the nights where either of your parents weren’t home (which was most nights), there was an unsung agreement to watch out for each other.
Sometimes if you heard too much crashing and movement from Riki’s side of the wall (oh, damn those thin walls), you’d just give him a little shout.
It wasn’t an ideal living situation. In fact, it was messy, annoying, and sometimes downright scary. And yet, this was your life, and there was no escaping it.
Tonight wasn't anything special.
Your shower had broken down once again, and of course, as you always did, you appeared at Riki’s door, in a bathrobe and slippers with your shower caddy and a towel. Cold and shivering, you cursed under your breath.
Why did your shower have to break down on the coldest night of the year??
As children, you and Riki had a casual relationship. You actually went to the same elementary and middle schools— and now the same high school. You’d end up walking together to and from school everyday. So many days where you’d get ice cream or milk cartons together, and so many more days where you’d inevitably come over to his apartment to play on his gameboy because he wouldn’t shut up about it. And of course, you’d have to help each other out sometimes.
He was a quiet guy, not someone who had a lot to say, but easily riled up. He was never great at getting along with people.
You’re not as close to him as you used to be. He's rather lonesome and brooding, though he has bursts of energy and you're reminded of his fiery personality that stuck with him even through childhood.
Still, he was your friend. You were all grown up now, but it didn't mean that you weren't comfortable around him. If there was anyone that you felt comfortable around, it had to be Riki.
But, something has been weird lately.
You couldn't put your finger on, but lately, you couldn't look at Riki the same way. Sometimes it was normal, but some other times, you'd feel an uncharacteristic feeling of shyness around him. You simply couldn't wrap your head around it— but you just felt so, so, so weird around him
It was strange.
Walking with him to school every morning, you had a heightened awareness of what words he said, and more importantly, the way his raspy voice sounded. When the cool winter wind blew, you'd pick up the scent of his cologne, and for a moment, you'd think that he smelled nice.
Sometimes you'd accidentally brush your hand against his. For someone that you used to take baths with as a kid, it shouldn't be weird. But now it was.
Maybe it was just teenage hormones.
As you slowly undressed, you took a glance at Riki’s bathroom sink. Other than his toothbrush, his deodorant bottle, and maybe a few colognes, his sink was practically empty, very different from your own that had makeup, skincare, and the like cluttered around the sink.
You folded your clothes neatly before stepping into the steaming shower.
Since Riki’s apartment was in the same complex, it was identical to yours in build. And as you basked in the warm water, humming a tune from your favorite song, it almost felt like you were in your own bathroom.
You were almost forgetting that you were in Riki’s shower when you heard a little click! and suddenly hard rock music was blasting from the other side of the door.
Immediately, your eyes shot open.
“Will you turn it down?!” you shouted, though you were certain from the reverberation and echo in your voice that you were muffled. Geez, how rude of him to disturb your peaceful shower! You swore you heard Riki laughing his ass off from the other side. Asshole.
You relished in the warm shower on your skin, as best as you could despite Riki’s music.
It felt normal for a few moments, until you were suddenly hit with that weird feeling of shyness. Riki's laugh rang in your head, the melodic tune of his hard rock bouncing off the walls. Has his laugh always sounded like that?
You huffed, pushing it to the back of your mind.
Don't be weird about him, the little voice in your head said. It's just Riki.
You’re lost in thought as you finish your nice shower. The bathroom is still steamy as you step out of the shower, drying yourself off.
Dry off completely, put on some body lotion, and maybe do some skincare, and now it's time to put on some clothes and—
Wait.
Where are your clothes?
You swore you brought your pajamas when you came knocking. Right?
You were in your robe and bath slippers, and you made sure to bring in your caddy your body wash, lotion, and— oh my God, you 100% left your change of clothes in your room… instead of taking it with you!
So now you either put your bathrobe, which was soaked already, on…. or do the unthinkable.
Ugh.
Slowly, holding your towel tightly around you, you peeked your head out from the bathroom door. You felt your cheeks heating up as the boy snapped his head toward you. No longer the little boy you knew him as, he was sitting on the floor of his bedroom, scrolling on his phone and jamming to his music.
Your gaze fell over his features—his once round and star-filled eyes now sharp, and his once squishy cheeks replaced by a strong jaw.
Your heart skipped a beat. He looked so different, yet the same as you always remembered.
When did he grow up?
"Riki..." you stammered. The way Riki's face immediately contorted, morphing into a highly questioning expression as he fixed his gaze on you. And you didn't know why, but when his eyes met yours, you felt a newfound feeling of shyness. Something that you never felt around him of all people. "Riki, I—I think I left my clothes."
Your neighbor stared at you for a few moments, and for a second, you could almost swear that he was boring holes into you. You shifted uncomfortably, leaning into the doorframe to hide yourself. It's that odd feeling toward him again.
Then, he clicked his tongue, before sighing exasperatedly and getting up.
He shoved his hands into his pockets. "Where did you leave them?"
You squeaked. You thought back to earlier, just before your shower broke down. Did you lay out a fresh pair of pajamas to wear?
No, you didn't.
"U-Um," you stumbled over your words. This was really embarrassing. Your cheeks burned. "I didn't leave them—Canyougointomyroomandgetmyclothesfrommydrawers?"
Riki stared at you again, his slim eyes narrowing. He sighed again, muttering something under his breath that sounded too much like, "You're an idiot."
You murmured a thank you, and as he left the room, you shouted after him, "My front door's unlocked!"
After a few minutes of waiting in Riki Nishimura's bathroom, with your heart beating uncharacteristically fast, and in nothing but a bath towel, you finally heard the front door of the Nishimura apartment open and close.
"I have your clothes," Riki said coolly as he knocked on the bathroom door.
"Oh, thank you, Riki!" you cried in joy, the door much wider now. "I really owe you— T-Tomorrow I'll buy you a milk."
Maybe a little joyful.
Because you didn't notice your bath towel slipping down from your body and your chest was mere centimeters from being exposed—
Riki's hand jerked, immediately zapping out to grab the hem of the towel wrapped around your chest, gripping it tightly so that it stayed in place.
You squeaked again. "R-Riki?"
"Your—Your towel," he mumbled, and suddenly, his eyes that were so focused on you looked straight at the floor.
"Oh." Your cheeks flared with warmth. You snatched the sloppily-folded clothes that Riki got for you. You flashed Riki an awkward smile.
"Thanks!" and then you shut the door immediately.
How embarrassing!
You rested your back against the bathroom door, holding your clothes close to your chest. Your eyes glazed over the way Riki had folded them, though it was a poor job. You snickered. One look at Riki's room, and it was clear that he wasn't the most organized person. But just because he knew you liked to keep things neat he folded your clothes just for you. How sweet of him.
You were about to forget the abnormal feelings of discomfort and shyness that you harbored toward him, when there was another knock on the bathroom door.
"[Name]..." Riki's voice was shaky, the shakiest that you've ever heard him. You hummed in response. "I think I— I think I forgot to give you your panties."
Oh my god.
The door barely cracked in and Riki threw you your panties, before the door slammed shut again.
Actually mortifying.
When you were done with your business, you took all of your belongings, carrying them out. Since the only way to get to the bathroom was to go through Riki’s room, the condensation and steam, scented with your body wash and shampoo, diffused through his room, filling the space with a sweet scent.
Riki, who was now sprawled across his bed, was reading manga, his head buried between the pages. Like always.
"Your body wash smells like strawberries," Riki remarked plainly as you left the bathroom and entered his room.
"Yeah," you scoffed, pointing at the big lettering on your body wash bottle, reading strawberry-scented. "That's the point."
You could hear Riki snort. Slowly, he poked his head out of the manga book. His slim eyes stared into you, before you felt them travel down your body.
You sunk your teeth into your bottom lip. There it was again. That weird feeling of shyness.
He threw his manga aside, before he stood up and inched toward you.
Has Riki always been this tall? And big? You don't remember him being that much taller than you.
Before you knew it, Riki was right in front of you, with his neck bent down to stare directly at your chest, eyes squinting.
"W-What are you looking at?!" you cried.
"Is that my shirt?"
"Wh—"
"I swear that's my shirt," Riki said, bringing his face even closer to your chest to get a better look. Mind you, it was the shirt that he picked from your closet to bring to you. It was an old Naruto shirt, and you couldn't remember when you got it. "Did you take my shirt? When did you get this shirt?"
"I don't know!" You put one hand on his head, pushing him away. You hear Riki yelping, followed by complaining, but you tune it out. "Stop looking at my boobs and maybe I'll tell you!"
Riki shut up. His eyes stared at you, widened and with his lips parted. Your cheeks felt hot, burning hot.
"I— I'm sorry," Riki stammered, and unfortunately, Riki was incredibly bad at hiding how he was feeling... because you could feel his eyes darting toward your chest again. "I didn't mean to—"
"Shut up!" you cried. Embarrassment took over. "I'm a girl, you know! You can't just stare at me and expect it to be okay!"
Riki, just as embarrassed as you, cried back, "Well, I forget that you're a girl sometimes! So cut me some slack!"
You groaned loudly, storming out of his apartment, tuning out his yelling while trying to ignore your own embarrassment.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Riki Nishimura is so stupid.
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
You stormed back to your apartment, slamming the door as loud as you could. Your heart was pounding in your chest, your cheeks feeling as if they'd been lit on fire. You marched right to your bedroom, ignoring the sound of your broken shower dripping. You threw everything aside, plopping straight onto your bed.
You were so embarrassed you were near tears, shoving your face in your pillows.
Why did Riki make you feel this way all of a sudden? On a normal day, you'd fight back, maybe even throw the first punch. But why were you now so resigned?
And you're just about to scream into your pillow and maybe do some stress-relief strategies when you hear a giant crack, another crash, and then suddenly your apartment was cold. You let out a shriek.
Freezing cold.
Usually it would take some time to notice that your heater had broken. In fact, in the summer you wouldn't even notice. But tonight was arguably one of the coldest nights in the entire year. So you noticed the way your home began to seemingly freeze over almost immediately.
You curled up under your blankets.
On nights like this, you always knew what to do: knock on Riki's door, and stay the night at his place. At least, under the assumption that his heating system didn't break down either.
But after what happened earlier, you didn't want to see Riki. Not now, not ever.
He's stupid and childish and insensitive! you thought.
You huddled under your blankets. Shivering, you tried your best to ignore the cold. But without an internal heating system, you swore ice was going to form in your house.
Maybe you should go ask Riki...
Your mind drifted back.
His slim eyes, his annoyingly smug face that contorted into one of embarrassment. His sharp jaw and his steely gaze. Your heart sped up. It was just yesterday that Riki was a little boy. And now he was handsome. Really handsome, that it intimidated you.
You still felt like the little girl that would play fight with him and squish your cheek up against his. But now that you were grown, it didn't feel right to touch him the same way that you used to. There was a wall now.
Riki has always been Riki. He's never been anything more to you than just Riki. But now he was attractive.
And it was frustrating you.
You're pulled out of your thoughts when you hear banging at the door and a familiar voice.
"Oi, [Name]!" It was Riki. You squeaked at the sound of his voice. "You good in there?!"
You didn't respond.
"I heard a scream, did something happen?" A few moments pass, and you still don't respond. Except, Riki is smarter than you think. "I know you're in there. I'm not going to leave until you say something!"
You huffed again. With your blankets draped over your shoulders and dragging behind your feet, you trudged to the door. Damn him.
"What do you want?" you squeaked as your door flew open, your eyes looking everywhere but into his.
Riki cocked a brow at you, and you huffed again. "Fine, my heater broke. Not a big deal."
"Why didn't you call me?" Riki's brows crashed together. "It's near-freezing outside."
"It's not that cold," you murmured, but Riki scowled, clicking his tongue. He was observant, and you knew he knew you were lying when his eyes fell down to your feet covered in layers of fluffy socks and to your legs that were shivering under the blankets.
"Stop lying, I know you're cold," he scoffed. "Come over. My heater's fine."
"I don't want to."
Riki reached out, your hands falling into his. "Your hands are freezing, come on."
And you'd object, if it weren't for the way his warm hands felt in yours, if it weren't for the way you already felt warmer with Riki.
Contrary to popular belief, Riki Nishimura was actually a pretty difficult person to read.
Well, at least, that's what he hoped.
It's no secret to anyone that Riki cared deeply about you. Riki's annoyed easily and he's a loner but that doesn't mean he's emotionless. Even though sometimes he feels like you view him that way.
Though, that seemed to be the general pattern.
Everyone knew that Riki was enamored with you. And yet, you didn't seem to realize that in the slightest. Because you're dense and just as stupid as he is. And to be fair, he tends to be quiet when he's around you.
One day Riki woke up and he realized that you weren't just you, but a very pretty girl, too. And the next thing he knew, you were all he could think about. You had always kept him at an arm's distance, and frankly, Riki was okay with that. As long as he got to keep you in his life, he was happy.
Maybe a little cynical for a boy his age, but Riki was so sure that he'd never have a chance with you. You were sweet and pretty, and he was everything but.
"Why are you still wearing just pajamas?" Riki couldn't help but scold you, rummaging through his closet searching for a hoodie for you to wear. "It was freezing in your apartment!"
You didn't say anything.
"And why didn't you come to me? You know my heater never breaks, and—"
You just sat on his bed, both your and his blanket over your shoulders, completely silent, eyes staring at the ground.
Riki bit the inside of his cheek.
Had he made you uncomfortable earlier? It killed him knowing that he did.
Riki sighed. His stomach pitted.
He glanced at your face: pretty as always, but awfully vacant.
Damn it, he thought. Did he just ruin it?
Riki inched toward you, a hoodie in hand. He murmured something under his breath, placing the hoodie down next to you on his bed.
His chest felt heavy.
He never wanted to make you feel uncomfortable. In a world full of weirdos Riki always wanted to be your friend.
"Hey," he started, his voice soft. "I'm really— I'm really sorry about earlier."
Your eyes gazed up at him, blinking slowly, and before you could respond, Riki continued.
"I... I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," his voice stayed quiet, but Riki kept his eyes on your face. "I- I—"
"Wait what?" You finally said, your face contorted. "You didn't make me uncomfortable."
"But..." Riki's brows furrowed together. You looked at him, your eyes locked together. You stared at him for a few moments, before you huffed.
"Just shut up," you muttered, before curling further into Riki's bed, turning your back to him.
Riki stood there, staring at your back. He dug his nails into his palm. It was so weird, for it to be awkward between you and him.
"Aren't you cold too?" you asked slowly after a few seconds.
"Right," Riki blinked. "Can I— Should I lay with you? Or..."
Riki watched your expression twitch. "I-It's your bed. You can do whatever y-you want."
"Right."
So awkward.
Both you and Riki laid in his bed, like planks, refusing to get to close. Which was weird, because you and him used to nap together all the time as kids.
The two of you laid in silence, until you broke it.
"Riki, is your heater on?"
He hummed. "Yeah. Is it not warm enough?"
You sniffled, and now that Riki heard your voice, you sounded raspy and dry. "I think I.. I think I'm coming down with a cold."
Riki could feel you physically shaking beside him, shivering like crazy. His hand reached out for your face. You let out a small eep! as you flinched away.
Riki jerked his hand away from you.
You stared at his startled expression. "S-Sorry."
Riki's hand crept closer to your face again. "Can I?"
You nodded, and Riki brought his hand up to feel your forehead.
"Shit, you're really warm," he muttered. "Do you feel feverish?"
You shook your head. Riki was about to bring his hand away, but you clutched his wrist, keeping his hand there on your forehead.
"Don't," you said, as your eyelids fell shut. "You're so warm."
Riki watched with a warm face as you nuzzled into his large hands. Under his palm, you still shivered with such ardor.
Like when you were kids, Riki's arm slithered down to your shoulder carefully. Before he pulled you closer, with his voice as low as a whisper, he asked, "Can I?"
You only hummed, and that was all Riki needed to pull you into his embrace. You were still trembling, and despite being buried under layers and layers of blankets, your skin was so cold to the touch.
You let out a small squeak, before you pushed your face closer into him.
"So cold," you said into his chest.
"I know," Riki whispered. "I know, [Name]."
Your breath was now slowing down, your words slurring as you mumbled a small thanks under your breath.
"Of course," he said back, chuckling as you seemingly tried to dig yourself into his skin.
"Love you," you murmured, and everything froze for Riki. "Thanks for everything, Riki."
And with that, you were asleep.
Fighting the stupid grin that was taking purchase on his face, Riki could only breathe into your ear, "I love you, too."
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omg you’ve been pumping out so much enha hard hours lately (which i love but) i think i need some fluff with a bit of angst to cleanse my soul a little :’) can i please request a ni-ki fluff/angst (happy ending) fic/drabble? 🙏🏻
youre so lucky cuz i alr had one written!!!!!
Mad bf! riki x f!reader - figure it out
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Riki is on the couch, arms crossed, one leg bouncing, jaw clenched so tight you think he might actually break a tooth.
And he won’t even look at you.
You stand near him, arms folded, trying to control your own irritation as you watch him glare at the TV without actually watching it. His fingers tap against his arm, his entire vibe screaming judgment and pettiness.
“Are you mad at me?” you ask hesitantly.
No response.
Just a sharp inhale through his nose, a slow blink, and the bounce of his knee picking up speed like he’s calculating how much he wants to ruin your day.
“Riki.” You step closer, tone softer. “Talk to me.”
Nothing.
Not even a glance in your direction.
Your patience starts disintegrating at an alarming rate.
“Riki, seriously, what did I do?”
That’s when he finally moves, head tilting, gaze dragging over you so slow and disapproving you almost feel shamed.
“You don’t know?” he says, voice flat, unimpressed, full of condescending disbelief.
Your stomach drops.
Oh, he’s so mad.
“I” You pause, brain scrambling. “I swear, I don’t. Just tell me,”
“I shouldn’t have to tell you,” he cuts in, shifting on the couch, throwing his arm over the back like some sort of self-righteous villain. His brows lift, his lips curl slightly. “You should already know.”
You exhale sharply, frustration bubbling up like lava. “You expect me to just guess?”
Riki scoffs, shaking his head like you’re the dumbest person on Earth.
“I expect you to use your fucking brain for two seconds and figure it out,” he deadpans, leaning back like he’s above this conversation.
You stare at him. “You are literally insufferable.”
“And you are literally the worst,” he fires back, arms tightening over his chest, voice dripping with exaggerated disappointment.
Your jaw drops. “EXCUSE me?”
“You heard me,” he mutters, tilting his head dramatically, like he’s exhausted just having to interact with you.
You blink, fully processing. “You’re being so fucking dramatic right now.”
Riki lets out a sharp, bitter laugh. “Ohhh, I’m dramatic?” He presses a hand to his chest like you just personally attacked his character. “Says the person who, oh wait, I forgot, you don’t even know what you fucking did.”
You groan, dragging a hand down your face. “Riki, I swear, if you don’t just--”
“You ate my leftovers.”
You stop. Blink.
Process.
Slowly, incredulously, you look at him.
“…What?”
Riki tilts his head. “You. Ate. My. Leftovers.”
Your right eye twitches.
“I—” You shake your head. “Wait. You’re mad because I ate your leftovers?”
His arms cross even tighter, his jaw clenching, lips pressing into a pout. “I was looking forward to that meal.”
You let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh, throwing your hands up. “You’ve been ignoring me, judging me, for hours over fucking takeout?”
Riki lifts his chin slightly, narrowing his eyes like you just disrespected his ancestors.
“Not just takeout. My takeout.”
“Oh my fucking God.” You drag a hand over your face, palms pressing into your eyes to physically contain your rage.
He clicks his tongue, shaking his head. “Wow. The guilt isn’t even hitting you. You really don’t give a fuck.”
You drop your hands, jaw tightening. “It’s food, Riki.”
“It’s betrayal is what it is,” he mutters, tilting his head dramatically, looking away like he can’t even stand to be in the same room as you.
“You’re acting like I cheated on you.”
“Honestly? It’s worse.” He lifts a brow. “At least if you cheated, I wouldn’t have to see the empty fucking container in the trash.”
You actually gasp, hands flying to your chest. “You’re INSANE!”
“And you’re inconsiderate!”
You stare at him, baffled, barely suppressing the urge to swing. “You have GOT to be kidding me.”
“I wish I was.” He huffs, shaking his head, throwing a dramatic arm over the couch again.
You exhale sharply, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Riki. I will literally buy you another meal if you stop acting like I committed a federal crime.”
His eyes flicker back to yours, narrowing slightly, considering.
“With extra sauce?”
“Yes, with extra sauce.”
“And a drink?”
“Oh my GOD, yes you bitch, and a drink.”
Riki clicks his tongue, shaking his head, arms unfolding.
“You got lucky this time,” he mutters, standing up, grabbing his keys.
You glare at him, jaw tightening. “No, you got lucky that I didn’t lose my mind and start throwing hands.”
Riki grins, smug, stepping past you.
“Figure it out.”
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