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Tung Tung ʚɞ Riki x Reader

Masterlist | Pt2

ʚɞ Synopsis : Through your first and second years of college, Riki has been your best friend. He's supported you when no one else had and helped you make more friends than you could've on your own. However, you both struggle with knowing you like each other. And this party he's convinced you to go to? You can't see it going well.

ʚɞ TW : Drugs, drinking, violence, swearing, indirect mentions of sexual intercourse

ʚɞ Tags : University AU, best friends to lovers, kissing, hand holding, fluff, more fluff

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You pulled out of Riki’s grip as soon as you were outside, face burning with anger.

“What’s wrong with you, Y/n? You supposedly only came for me, and you don’t even drink. Yet here you were, grinding on some guy you barely know, drunker than I’ve ever seen you! You don’t get to ‘what the fuck’ me.”

A frustrated laugh left your lips, your hands going to grip your shoulders. “I waited for two hours, Riki. While you were off getting high and laid, I just sat there waiting for you. I deserved to have a little fun.” You gestured to his wet hair and new clothes. “Don’t think I didn’t notice.”

“I’m not high,” He growled, “And I didn’t get laid. Me and Hee took turns holding back the girls’ hair while they threw their guts up for two hours straight. I would’ve texted you, but Mina threw up all over me and wouldn’t stop.” Riki ran a hair through his hair, sighing. “Just…” His eyes traveled to your shivering figure and he removed his jacket, placing it over your shoulders. “Let me drive you home. I swear I didn’t drink.”

“That’s it? No apology?” You scoffed, shrugging him off. “I was actually enjoying myself-”

Riki’s face soured again, his anger returning full force. “You don’t even know him, Y/n. You know me. What did he even offer that I couldn’t?”

You shook your head. “Don’t start this Riki, I’m too drunk to have this conversation again.”

“No, we’re going to talk about it. What does he have that I don’t?” His voice began to break.

“Riki, stop.”

“Would you have shoved him off if he kissed you?”

“Riki, I said stop.”

“I won’t stop.”

You threw his jacket back at him, turning to walk back inside. “This, this is why I can’t deal with you.”

“Where are you going?” Riki grabbed your arm, but you shoved him off.

“Back to Sunghoon.”

His breath thinned as his anger thickened. At his sides, his fists were balled, and you stepped back, warry of his temper. “Don’t you dare.”

“You can’t control me, Riki,” You laughed, running your fingers through your hair. “I’m your friend, not your dog.”

“I never said you were.”

“But that’s how you’re treating me!” The desperation on his face was so intense you had to look away. You didn’t want to give in this time, you didn’t want to let him win. Not after this bullshit. “Look. We can talk in the morning when I’m sober, and you’re calm. Okay?”

He sighed, rubbing his face in his hands with frustration. “Let me take you home. I won’t talk, I won’t try anything. I just don’t want you with him. Please.” He offered out his jacket. “I promise.”

You snatched it from his hands, taking your heels off on the way to the car. “One sound and I’m getting out.

Never in your life had you experienced a headache this horrible. You were dizzy, your vision blurry. Your ears rang when you first sat up.

“Hey…” Riki walked in almost immediately, checking your forehead. “How do you feel?”

“Like I got hit by a fucking bus.”

“That,” He sat next to you, offering you a glass of water. “Is unfortunately normal. But it’ll go away.”

You took the glass gratefully, sipping it slowly. Your eyes fluttered shut, trying to soothe the constant pounding in your skull. “I don’t wanna go to school today.”

“I know,” He wrapped an arm around your shoulder and you hid your face in his chest to block the light out. “I can stay with you.”

You groaned, banging your head against him. “It fucking hurts.”

“I know.”

He took care of you well, but silently. You could tell he felt bad about last night, and you almost felt bad too. By about five pm, your headaches had subsided and you’d thrown up only twice (which according to Riki was good, considering how much you drank.)

You were laying in the living room together watching TV, cuddled up under the blankets, your head on his chest. Untouched take out sat on the coffee table, both of you too cold to sit up and eat. It was nice. You liked this.

It reminded you of everything before that stupid incident. Before things like last night started happening.

Your phone dinged, an unknown number showing up.

Unknown: Hey, it’s Sunghoon

A small smile crept on to your face. You hid your phone from Riki’s view.

You: Hey!

You: How’d you get my number?

Sunghoon: I asked jay for it after he finished throwing his guts up this morning.

You giggled slightly and Riki leaned over your shoulder to look at your screen.

“Who’s texting you?”

“No one.”

He raised an eyebrow. “It’s not no one, you’re giggling like crazy.” He snatched the phone from your hand, reading the texts. His face fell before you could snatch it back. “Oh.”

“I said it was no one,” Your voice was agitated.

“I don’t like him.”

“You don’t have too, I do.”

Riki laughed angrilly at the blatant attack, sitting up. “Y/n, I like you. I want you. I’m always there for you why do you want some…” He glares at your phone, “Some prick you just met?”

“Maybe,” You hiss, “Because he respects me and doesn’t just think about himself.”

“You kissed me back,” His voice cracked, all anger draining from his face. “I know it’s not just me, Y/n. I just hate…”

You put your face in your hands. “Riki, I really don’t want to ruin the relationship we already have. You know what happens, couples break up and they stop talking. I can’t lose you like that.”

“Not acknowledging how we feel seems to be ruining us a lot quicker,” He whispered. His thumb brushed against your cheek. “Please, Y/n. Forget him.”

You bit your lip. These past few months of knowing you weren’t the only one who wanted him, they were torture. Watching him get hit on by other girls, pretending you didn’t care. It all drove you insane. But still, the thought of losing him over a kiss or two? It scared you.

“What if it doesn’t work?” You mummble, placing your hand on his.

“I’ll do everything in my power to make sure it does.” Riki’s eyes were soft, softer than you’d ever seen them (and you’d seen him look at puppies while on shrooms.) “Let me show you what we could be.”

You snorted at his cheesyness, but leaned into his touch. “One chance. Fuck up once, and I’m dumping your ass out in the middle of no where.”

He leaned down until your noses were touching. “Yes ma’am.”

Your breath hitched. Holy shit.

Time seemed to slow down as his lips pressed softly against yours. Your first kiss had been desprate, unconventional. This was thoughtful and yet, it conveyed the same need as the former.

Your arms slipped around his neck and he moved until you were between his legs, trapped by his arms. Breathing was unecessary in that moment. All you needed was this, the warmth of his body and the heat of the moment.

Riki kissed you again and again until you were forced to pull back for the unfortunate essential need of air. Everything was spinning and you were quite sure you looked completely dumbfounded.

“That was really hot.”

You groaned, pushing Riki away playfully. “You really know how to ruin a fucking mood, don’t you, Nishimura?”

He shrugged, leaning down to kiss your nose. “Just saying what I know to be true.”

“I’m about to sock you in the face.”

“And what if I’m into that?”

“EW!”

“So you finally worked up some balls and kissed him,” Yuna snickered, sipping her iced coffee. “I just lost a bet, Y/n. You owe me an ounce of weed.”

You rolled your eyes, linking your arm through hers. “Why were you guys even betting on that anyways?”

“Because you two little hoes have been pining after each other since day one,” She scoffs, pushing you away. You should be offended by this, but you only smirk.

“Whatever.” You both walked through the mall in comfortable silence until you saw a black mercedes parked about twenty feet away. “That’s my ride,” You grinned, “See you later, Yuna!” Riki got out of the car, walking over to you leisurely.

Yuna wrinkled her nose, rolling her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, go make out with your little boyfriend. Leave me alllll alone.”

Riki put an arm around your shoulder, grinning. “Doesn’t sound half bad, now does it Y/n?”

You elbowed him in the stomach. Hard. “Bye Yuna!” You ignored your boyfriend’s pained grunts as he followed you back to his car.

“Was that necessary?”

You got in the passenger seat, buckling up as he shifted the car into drive. But before he could step on the gas, you placed a small kiss on his cheek.

“Shut up.”

He smiled, turning to kiss your lips instead. “Gladly.”

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