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ynsvnte · 5 days

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Our world collided ! — Nishimura Riki

Genre: fluff, angst-ish.. Drabble, opposites attract, friends to lovers, childhood best friends, high school au

wc: 1.2k+ (1238)

warnings: kissing (like once), pet names (pretty girl), jealousy

pairing: emo!niki x coquette!reader

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“Okay that’s enough” Niki says while pushing your hands off his hair.

“What—no I’m not even close to being done..!?” You complained, hoping he’ll let you continue to let you play with his hair. The current situation being that Niki’s hair being into pigtails along with some of your hair bows attached. You thought it was cute..while he thought the opposite. “It’s hurting my scalp, take these off me now..” he demanded.. you noticed the slight pout only his face. Making you chuckle.

“I’d rather not..” you say, squishing his cheeks. He rolls his eyes before grabbing a hold of your wrist and pulling it away from him.. “I warned you..” That’s all you heard until you felt the wall against your back.. you close your eyes at the impact until a few seconds past and you open them seeing Niki infront of you kneeling down to reach your height.. your heart sped up from him being this close..

“Umm…” you say hoping he would (not) back away. Niki gets closer noses barely centimeters from touching each other.. you breathe hitched. Niki notices this, smirking.. you could feel your face getting hot. You felt like he was going to kiss you.. that’s until he pulls his face away from yours.. laughing at your reaction.. “Why so shy..hmm?” He asked while smirking.. you glare up at him, clearly embarrassed.

But that won’t stop him from teasing you. “I’m not shy..just..surprised..” You said your gaze softened..you glance up, he’s staring at you.. you look away before walking away from him..disappointed.. Niki sighs at the sight of you walking away.. “Did I really make her upset?” He asks himself, wondering.

The school day was near the end.. you looked up the clock.. 15 more minutes left and then you can leave. You’re lucky this time you don’t have class with Niki. As you only have 2 with him and lunch period. You got distracted, letting time fly by quickly. You check the clock again..so so so close only 2 minutes.. you just go ahead and start packing up your things..within those 2 minutes the bell finally rings dismissing all the students for the day. You past students trying to avoid bumping into Niki ever since what happened earlier. You really had your hopes up, expecting him to like you after all these years of being friends and yet…nothing. You quickly pick up your pace and walk out the gate.. you usually walk home with Niki as your both next door neighbors having your moms be best friends back in their days. You don’t see him anywhere, not bothering to wait too..you just start walking home..alone which is rare.

You’ve made it home taking off your shoes and tossing them out of your way. You set your bag down. Walking to your room. Opening the door you rush towards your bed, jumping onto it. Letting the cool sheets hit your face. Your aching body feels better when the feeling of your bed hits it. You rest a bit before leaving your room seeing what’s there to eat. While you wait for your mom to come home.. you find some kind of chips and decide to snack on it.

You make your way over to the living room..you can see through the sheer curtain.. something catches your eye.. two figures walking.. side by side. You walk a little bit closer seeing its Niki.. and another girl.. you don’t know her..never seen her either.. you frown at the sight in front of you.. “that should be me” you thought.. you noticed he still had the bows you used on him from earlier.. clipped to his bag. You take one more look before you see them both entering his house.. you just too push whatever just happened out of your mind.

Hours later..you couldn’t stop thinking about Niki with another girl aside from you? You knew he was earlier scared by girls no matter who it was except for you of course.. the unknown girl left about an hour ago you look out your bedroom window seeing the light in Niki’s on. You see the cup and strings from your window from the outside.. that’s how you and Niki used to communicate.. you resist using it.. thinking it seems foolish.. but you decided to anyway.. you open up your window.. a gust of wind blowing your hair out of your face.

You pick up the cup.. tapping into it 2 times remembering the code you both set up a long time ago. You weren’t expecting him to answer.. a few moments of silence passed you debated to go back inside or try again, before tapping your finger twice again.. you hear his window open up.. you look up seeing him.. in a basic black tee.. yet he looked so good. Moonlight shining his skin.. giving it a youthful look. Niki was in the same daze as you admiring your face.. doe eyes.. staring straight right at him.. plump lips he wishes to one day kiss. Niki slowly picks up the cup speaking into it.

“Need something..?” He says, your throat goes dry.. it’s like you never talked to him before. You clear your throat.. “Umm—can I get my hair bows back..I’m using it for tomorrow..” you made that up..it was the only believable one to get an excuse to talk to him.. “oh I don’t know if I can throw it at you..” “no I mean can I come over just for a bit..” you say.

You can see his reaction slightly confused but agreed anyway. You take a short trip to his house..going through the back door like it was your own home. You go up to his room. You knock before he opens the door for you. Niki is met with you and your hello kitty pajamas.. and hair in 2 braids decorated with bows. “Hi..” you said slowly.. Niki moves aside allowing you to enter. You keep your gaze low, but from a far you can see your bows.. you quickly grabbed it.. “That’s all?” Niki asks..

“Yes..wait actually yea.. no I mean no….i still have something to ask” Niki close the door, sitting down on his bed.. “yeah?” You get embarrassed to ask this but you continue on.. “Umm..I was wondering who that girl was..that you know you were walking with earlier..” you said avoiding his gaze completely. You hear him chuckle lightly.. “that..oh well..she just wanted to hang out..knowing her intentions..but don’t worry I don’t like her..” “why would I be worried if she likes you or—“ Your voice slowly fades away when you realize Niki's face is close up to yours. “There’s no denying it..I can see right through you..” you knew you were already blushing by now. “Not that I would want you to deny it..because..I so happen to feel the same..” he added smiling at you. You never see him smile. Always having a blank face for most part. Niki holds your jaw bringing your face closer to his before colliding your lips together. Lips against lips. His soft lips against yours. The kiss was tender..slow.. moments later he pulls away.. “Now pretty girl, care to cuddle..” he offered, holding his arms out.. you smiled at him.. “Of course”

Author’s note: get a little inspiration from the book I’m reading rn which is if he had been with me RAHH 🦅 back with my writing haven’t written for Niki in so long along with sunoo WHICH I NEED TO DO ASAP! Crazy how this was in my drabbels for 2 days while my hee one is a month and it’s not coming out anytime soon 🙄💀

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stariikis · 1 month

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what's your ETA?

synopsis ; in a crowded train headed towards your friend's art showcase, you and your boyfriend are caught in an awkward position.

pairing ; non-idol!nishimura riki x fem!reader genre ; fluff, established rs, literal forced proximity wc ; 1180 warnings ; kissing (a lil bit in public), lots of teasing, and mentions of height difference..

“I swear, if you make one more cup of coffee and insist you have to drink it before we go, I'll personally push you onto the train tracks.”

Nearly spitting out his beverage, Riki swallows abruptly and coughs. “Now, I would say I’m used to your violent tendencies, but that’s just gory. But I’d honestly like to see it.” His eyes shine with an unsettling excitement that has you blinking rapidly.

“You won’t be alive to see it…” You tilt your head and feign confusion. In reality, this is both your way of flirty banter. Since Riki just loves to tease you, you believe it’s only fair that you should be allowed to tease back. However, your version of teasing is questionably rude at times, way worse than any fireball of quips Riki showers you with.

“You wanna go or not?” Riki sighs, his mug making a clunking sound on the table when he puts it down. “I’m ready to just sit here and argue with you until night — I’m not the one desperate to see Sunoo’s art exhibition.”

“No, I swear it’s not because I’m desperate to go. You’re the one who’s closer to him though?” You shake your head and frown in bewilderment. “Fake friend.”

Riki whips around in his seat. “Pick me!”

”Bad boyfriend!” You erupt into laughter and lunge forward to ruffle his hair.

Playing along, Riki gets up and pushes you gently away from him. But at the same time his fingers grab ahold of your wrist, holding you close, like he doesn’t really mean it. He’s casting the bait, eyes that look deeply and adoringly into yours glimmering with enthusiasm.

“You’re taking it to heart. Don’t take it to heart,” he murmurs, and leans in to kiss you, voice dropping down to a low. “Pathological liar.” Before you have time to protest, he giggles, hugging you close as if daring you to spit out another one of your alleged, ‘lies’.

When you both reach the station, its difficult to see through the sardine-packed crowd of people in front of you. “It… is so crowded,” you tiptoe to be able to whisper in Riki’s ear – and even that’s not enough, he has to lean down with a huff of amusement for you to reach. “Why is it so crowded today?”

Shrugging his shoulders loosely, Riki slips his hand into yours, squeezing it tight. “You’re the one who wanted to go to this art show.” He mutters quietly. “Kim Sunoo’s, no less. You know we can just ask him to conduct a private show for us?”

“Is supporting your friends a concept nonexistent to you?” You snap, feigning irritation but responding by rubbing your thumb over his. Your boyfriend pretends to be hurt by this, staggering backwards as much as he can in the crowd. His free hand clutching his chest, the playful atmosphere set by your banter fades when he looks at you. Wearing a gentle smile, he leads you into the train when the doors and gates slide open.

He manages to secure you both a spot along the wall near the right-hand-side doors. You can tell by the guilt in his eyes that he wants to find you a seat too, but you’re probably going to get dirty looks from the elderlies if you do so. Luckily, he saves you the social torture and doesn’t force you to take a seat.

The first few stops the train makes are still bearable. Riki is squashed a little too close for comfort at times, caging you in against the wall while you just stare ahead as if nothing’s happening. You ignore the tingles the situations send, all the way from your neurons down to your toes. However, when the crowd dissolves as they alight at their respective stations, you can breathe a sigh of relief.

Like usual, Riki makes a snide remark about your morning breath (even though you’re quite certain your dental routine is competent), and returns to scroll on his phone. What disheartens you, though, is how genuinely uninterested he seems in Sunoo’s exhibit. And how bored he seems to be, despite being here with you.

There’s a nonchalant faze across his face as he scrolls social media, leaning in close with a hand adjusting its grip on the grab bar next to you. You tilt your head, chest starting to ache. Does he really not care as much as you’d like to think he does? To not even feel an ounce of excitement in this moment?

The train screeches to a halt as if agreeing with your intrusive thoughts. There’s still a long way to travel downtown to where the exhibit is held, and unfortunately for you, this is the most crowded station the train has stopped at by far. So many people pour into the carriage that it’s not even five seconds before Riki’s whole body is pressed up against yours.

He drops the arm holding his phone down to his side.

People are pushing you on both sides, and suddenly there’s a wave of gratefulness that you’re not stuck in the middle of the carriage. As if your current situation isn’t painful enough. Your boyfriend can’t meet your eyes, and it’s not surprising. With your noses mere inches apart (only because of the height difference), even you, usually assertive and confident, have to look into the distance.

“Sorry…” Riki says in a hushed tone, moving his lips closer to your ear. His head has practically dropped down onto your shoulder, and you can feel yourself filled with vigorous tremors. He slips his phone into his back pocket, and the hand previously holding it snakes protectively around your waist. You blink up at him, expecting a warm look down, but all you’re met with is narrowed eyes carefully scanning the surroundings.

His neck still dipped downwards, he hugs you close when the final few people slip into the train. Clearly feeling you shaking, he hums soothingly into your ear, “you’re safe”. “You have me.” “Don’t be too scared.” Anything else he says goes in one ear and goes out the other.

Because. In such a situation, what would you expect your boyfriend to proceed to do? a), Accept fate and stay in position, b), shyly turn away from the deathly awkwardness, or c), giggle and tilt his head to pepper kisses along your neck?

Riki chose C.

He’s so gross, you think, but only when you’re stumbling out the train and running all the way to Sunoo’s exhibit to save yourself from remembering the situation more. Why did he ever do that? I should have shoved him away and called him a pervert and acted as if I didn’t know him.

What a lie — when he was pressing a final kiss against your cheek your first thought wasn’t even remotely close to wanting to shove him away. Rather, you had pouted, arms wrapped around his neck, because he’s going to have to make up for being both indifferent towards you and making you so late.

(It is never really his fault.)

thank you for reading! i'm so sorry for the lack of uploads recently, life has just gotten a little bit busier and i finally got a lil break so i decided to write this prompt i thought of a while back!

more of my works >

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im-yn-suckers · 1 month

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riki bf habits?

yes yes

teases abt ur height bc bro is shaq

so we know that hes a personn who loves to play with hair and loves to have his hair played with but did you know he loves washing ur hair and having his hair washed

his prescence is extremely calming and he can say the same about you

has cute nicknames for the plushies you guys adopted and call your children

'i saw this at the mall with jake and i thought it was cute like u!!' IMAGINE WIHT A BIG SMILE

'babe what do you wanna do?' 'idk alsong as im wit u' :(

ALWAYS makes sure u eat bc why would u starve ur bootiful body 'baby!! i ate today!!!' 'really?? Im so proud of you princess!!'

remembers everything abt u. u met three years ago and brought up u like the scent of vanilla?? three years laterbuys you a vanilla scented perfume

THE PETNAMES WUTH THIS MAN "angel, can u pass the salt?" ''princess can you hand me my phone'' ''cutie do u have lip balm'' ''baby/babe what time is it'' now the following only come out when hes sleepy or when no one else is around; ''love stay here its still early'' ''no, my love, we cant make cake right now' 'but its cake and no ones here to stop us' 'ITS THREE AM'

sends u texts w memes that say shit ilke 'this apple is yellow, if u see pink i fine asf mami' to annoy you

grabs ur waist. his arms are a belt. his personal hand warmer. sticks his hand underur shirt 4 shore!

has a soft spot for u and only u

imaginecuddling w the human koala and he whispers 'kiss me loser' wtv u say gorgeous

sends u reels and tiktoks of spiderman and hellokitty saying us

TV GIRL BRACELETS ARGUE W THE WALL

has matvhing promise rings for sure

unlike some ppl, i think hes def the type to write little notes for u

'shut up riki' 'make me bitch' sassy sassy sassy sassy sassy sassy

(over text) y/n; babe can u bring me wayer on ur wayback from taking shit pls?? riki; WAYER 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 riki; sure angel

ur doing ur work likr a responsible student (manifesting) and 'TALK TO MEEEEEE' 'im studying love' 'idc kiss me l/n y/n'

'cmere pretty girl' while checking u out. laening againsgt the counter trying to distract you from baking

BACKHUGS AND NECK KISSES STFU

'babe' 'hm?' you stare at your phone, not lookint at him 'look at me' you look 'good girl' SIR SIR SIR IM NOT UR STRONGEST SOLDIER

buys u wtv u want bc y shld u suffer w/o 3+ prada bags, a matchcing bulgari serpenti bracelt and ring, dior and chanel makeup etc.

loves u to the end of the world.

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rowretro · 2 months

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𝓒𝓪𝓷 𝓘 𝓪𝓼𝓴 𝓪 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷?

✧warnings: idk

❁synopsis: You ask your boyfriend a question, seeing so many challenges on youtube, so.... he gave you quite an interesting response...

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"Can I ask a questionnnnn?~" Y/n asked as Riki turned to her with a sweet smile "Go ahead" he says, already somewhat regretting his choice of words, wondering what kind of mischief she has up her sleeves. "Well... If I can only say yes for 24hours.... what will you make me do?" She asked. Riki then had a smug smirk tug at his lips, and now y/n was the one who was starting to regret her decisions.

Suddenly th man leans dangerously close into her face, lips only inches away, black hair somewhat decorating his forehead as he licked his lips as he eyed her. Y/n was beyond shocked, heat reaching her cheeks, a soft gasp escaping her lips when she feels his cold hands touch her bare waist. "Hmm... let me do your makeup-" He says as Y/n frowns, pushing her away "What no-" "But you can't say no-" Riki said with a pout.

"Keep still- I can't do your eyeliner if you keep moving-" Riki complained as the girl sighed, staying put. The way he was so slowly, and gently stroked the black liquid across her skin. Though it felt like it was going well, she knew he's a mischievous man. "Ok... all done- but I don't know how to do eyelashes-" he said as he showed her the mirror. It was perfect. "How'd you- oh my god this is so pretty?!" the girl said, in awe. "God babe you can't expect me to always pull pranks on you-" He said with a pout as Y/n stuck her eyelashes on.

"How do you know how to do my makeup?" Y/n asked as Riki just shrugged "I always see you do it or fix it, so I sort of just copied what you did-" he explained as he placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "Cool... hey... You wanna head to the bar later?" Y/n asked with a smile as he stared at her. A bar means, no attention, drama, revealing outfits, and an INSANE amount of boys. "I have a better idea babe~" He says as he suddenly lifted her up.

"But- I wanted to-" "Shhhh" Riki cut her off, as he used the micellar water to clean off her makeup. The girl in her pyjama, and tucked into bed. "I just want to cuddle right now... I haven't gotten the time to get rest, and you practically never sleep" he explains, as he pat her face dry, slipped off his sweater and got under the blankets with her. Riki pulled her into his arms, her body warmth, radiating on his as he kissed her forehead.

"Babe... does lightning Mc Queen have car insurance or life insurance?" Y/n asked as she snuggled into his chest, her fingers fiddling softly with the duvet. "Both?" he answers as he snuggles her "okie.... if a fly-" The girl's question was then cut off by Riki's soft, plush, perfect lips, harshly attack hers. "Ok now it's time to sleep" He said , his voice conveying just how tired he is. Y/n pecked his lips, still shy, as she buried her face into his chest.

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lvcky-g1rl-syndr0me · 24 days

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⋆୨ ♡ ୧⋆midnight fiction ⋆୨ ♡ ୧⋆

SYNOPSIS ⋆ a girlgroup, CLOUD9, has freshly debuted at belift labs. in an attempt to promote the group more, cha y/n is set to mc on musicbank with ni-ki of enhypen, her long time celebrity crush. in true netizen fashion, dating rumors are caught onto like wildfire. however instead of denying them, belift uses this to the groups advantage. ni-ki finds himself catching feelings for her and what happens when this fake relationship, doesn’t seem so fake anymore?

PAIRING + cast ⋆ nishimura riki x fem!reader, enhypen, yunjin & eunchae (lsfm), hanni & minji (nwjns), jaehyun & taesan (bonedo), jongseob (piwon), yujin (zb1)

FACECLAIMS ⋆ illit (CLOUD9), in group/promo yunah (yunjin), minju (minji), moka (hanni), wonhee (reader) iroha (eunchae)

TAGS ⋆ smau (+ written), fake dating (kind of), fluff, romance, crack, strangers to friends to lovers

WARNINGS ⋆ PROBABLY SLOW UPDATES age gap (reader is 6 months younger than riki), kys/die/d3ath jokes, cursing, yunjin is gay lmao, lowercase intended, more tba

STATUS ⋆ ongoing! (started april 5, 2024)

TAGLIST ⋆ open! leave a comment on this post or send me a message to be added!

LUCKYS NOTE! ⋆ this is the first fic ive ever written so please have a little bit of grace if it’s not the best! my friend encouraged me to write this tbh and im actually really excited to see where this goes! and feel free to like, comment, and reblog<3

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୨3୧ 🤢other men🤮

୨4୧ playful banter

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୨6୧ sick of your ass

more tba…

୨other୧

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(📌) PERM TAGLIST IS OPEN!

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sunnyeong · 1 year

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tired | ni-ki with a clingy s/o !

⌗ genre : fluff !

⌗ pairing : non-idol!ni-ki x (clingy)female!reader

⌗ warnings : not proofread, written in intended lowercase, riki calls reader 'love', 'aisuru' (which is "my love" in japanese), i don't know how to play animal crossing myself so please bare with me !!

note : RIKIBOY IS HERE!!! just a little drabble as well like sunoo's ^^ lil side note; ni-ki is referred more as riki here :D a correction from 'ai' to 'aisuru' since i didn't look into it at first, please educate me if there's anything more!!

"but i'm playing animal crossing!" riki exclaims, trying to escape from you by running around the room. "but riki! i promise i'll just follow you around!" you frown, sitting on the couch in defeat. "you stole my crops last time!" he whines, stealing away the nintendo from you.

"fine! i guess i'll cancel the order for the new switch." "AISURUU!" he gasps, immediately sitting next to you and giving you the left joy-con. you smile as he sets the screen in front of both of you, connecting your character into the game.

moments and moments after you simply follow him around his island, you start to feel sleepy and lay your head on his lap. "no more?" he mumbles a little, his eyes still fixated on the nintendo's screen. "no more.. just sleepy." you mutter softly, wrapping your arms around his upper body and closing your eyes. your boyfriend simply stays quiet, the room only being filled of the sounds coming from the switch.

"my love? you still awake?" he whispers a little, checking up on you once in a while as you simply let out a small hum. you snuggle into him more, a small smile on your face as he puts a blanket over you.

once you fall asleep, he slowly charged the switch, making sure not to wake you too much as he pulled you up to him while laying down. "night, aisuru.." he mutters, slowly hugging you while burying his face in your neck.

! yeong's works . please repost / reblog if you enjoyed !

do not copy or use my work without credit or asking.

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woniefull · 1 month

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we can't be friends

hi guys!! this is my very first piece of writing! constructive criticism is always welcomed. please don't mind any grammatical/spelling errors. i wrote this at 2 in the morning and just wanted to do something fun. i still have a lot of room for improvement but i hope you guys enjoy!

warning: little angsty

song: we can't be friends (wait for your love) - ariana grande

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he was the sweetest boy to you when you had first met. his puppy eyes, gorgeous smile, and brown fluffy hair were what drew you in. his flirty words towards you, and only you, had you captivated in a heartbeat.

that’s why you couldn’t believe what was unfolding in front of you right now.

“oh god please don’t start.” jake groaned as you stared at him with angry eyes. or was it hurt? he couldn’t tell.

“i’m not starting anything! if anything you are! why are you still talking to your ex after the countless times she’s crossed the boundaries in our relationship? i’ve told you how i feel about her!" your voice croaked and you felt helpless.

you had always tried your best to not be that jealous girlfriend everyone hates. but how could you? jake was attractive and every girl tried to get at him. it didn’t help that he was oblivious to the advances the women around him would give. that’s why you would get angry, but never at him.

“how many times do i have to tell you that she came up to me? i was just being polite by having a conversation with her”.

jake was sitting on the couch now. his hands covering his face, unaware of the tears forming in your eyes.

it always came down to this. you voicing your problem with jake entertaining other girls and him trying to reassure you.

trying.

you both were growing tired of the constant arguing.

“jake she was pushing herself all up on you and you just stood there! can you imagine how that made me feel? watching my boyfriend have another girl's hands all over him as if she were the girlfriend?” you were hurt. it hurt. all of this hurt. you knew this wasn’t your boyfriend’s fault. he had always been a gentleman, one of the many qualities you loved about him. but his next words made you second-guess yourself.

“that’s just her character, doll. she’s always been like that from the moment i met her. this jealousy thing of yours really needs to stop, it’s not cute anymore”. jake almost immediately regretted his words as he saw your reaction. he knew he was wrong.

“you think i do this to be cute? am i joke to you?” you cried out.

you don’t remember when everything went wrong. you don’t remember the last time you felt secure in your relationship. maybe you weren’t ready for all of this.

“no, love i’m sorry i didn’t mean that” jake said as he quickly got up and made his way towards you.

“i’m so sorry, i just had a difficult day that’s all”. he slipped his arm around your waist and used the other to wipe your tears away.

“jake”

he looked at your eyes.

“whatever you’re about to say please don’t” jake pleaded.

“jake i just think we aren’t ready for this. for us”. you started to sob again.

“i think we need to let each other go. we need to grow and learn to understand ourselves before we can understand each other".

“please” jake said as he dipped his head into your neck.

you let him stay there for a while before you detached yourself from him. it was hard to because jake wouldn’t let go. he knew it would be a while before he held you again.

“i’m sorry jake, i really am” you said with a small smile, trying your best not to completely break down again.

“no i’m sorry, this is all my fault.”

“we both had fault in this jake, don’t blame yourself.”

you both stood there for a moment, observing each other. it was as if you guys were taking in your last moments together.

“i’m leaving now jake”. you wasted no time in collecting your things in order to head to the front door.

“thank you for everything, really. i know things didn’t end how we wanted them to but some of my best memories were with you. thank you jake”.

jake just stood there, still in disbelief at how quickly things had unraveled.

right as you were about to walk out he calls to you.

“can we still be friends?” a little hope is visible in his eyes. he hopes that you say yes so that he’s able to see you again.

“we can’t be friends”. and just like that you were gone. the only evidence of you ever being there was jake’s broken heart.

i’ll wait for your love jake thinks as he slowly walks over to the sofa and slumps down.

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bamnamuu · 5 months

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that’s how you get the girl - riki nishimura

02. i'm an edward

w.count 1315 | warnings swearing, threatening to push people out of the car, typos, prob bad sorry, t’s long sorry for that as well lol | ems note I don't care if this is the worst thing I've written I had fun sooo | masterlist | last part next part |

You were sprinting as fast as you could to Jay’s car, not because you wanted to see the boys that badly, no, you had just seen Sunoo and Jungwon like 20 minutes ago. You needed to beat Riki and with so much luck you did! ‘’ hi’’ you said, opening the car door and meeting Sunoo's smiling face. ‘’I’m not gonna lie, I’m very impressed y/n I thought ki was gonna beat you’’ you hear Jungwon say as you finish buckling your seatbelts. ‘’So did I!’’ you say, still having to catch your breath. ''Look who finally shows up’’ Jay says as Riki flings himself onto yours and Sunoo's lap, probably banging his head on the roof in the process. ''OW your elbow went into my thigh!’’ you say to Niki's face as he lies face down in your lap, ''Regretting the choice you just made there bud?’’ Jungwon said like a mother. ‘’Yes, yes I am,’’ Riki said not bothering to move yet, and it's moments like this where you question how and why you are friends with these guys. Niki and you have gone to the same schools for your entire lives, but when the two of you were in grade school you barely saw him, you both had the same classes he just skipped school. But you remember the first time you talked to him Riki, it was the day of the school sports event, you had just won a potato sack race when you decided to sit down, which you did on a patch of grass far away from the school with your cherry popsicle you had just won, the sun was beaming down o you causing the frozen treat to melt on your hands and before you knew it fall into the dirt where the ants were now enjoying your prize. This was the end of the world for ten-year-old you, sniffing and wiping your tears off you feel a tap on your shoulder turning around to find a boy the same age as you holding out his popsicle to you, ''You can have mine if you want.’’ the boy said, still not looking you in the eyes. ‘’ can we share it?’’ you spoke quietly, the kid just nodded at you. ''I’m Riki.’’ he said sitting down beside you handing you the popsicle, to which you took a bite and then handed it back, ''I’m y/n! Are you new here?’’ you asked ‘’No’’ he said. You saw more of him at school from that day on, you two were now stuck together at the hip figuratively and kind of literally. ''ki gets off of me, you’ve had enough time to process!’’ the giant on your lap just murmured something under his breath and sat in his seat next to Sunoo. ''hold on guys I think I left something in the back of the trunk, y/n can you peak over and lo-’’ ‘’ no need I’m right here!’’ Sunghoon emerged from the trunk cutting off jays sentence and making everyone yelp in shock and surprise everyone except Sunoo he just laughed. ''what the fuck hoon you almost make y/n pee her pants!’’ Ni Ki said clutching his chest ''what the hell dude! Do I have permission to kick him out of the car Jay?’’ ‘’ Yeah, why not!’’ Jay said enthusiastically.

With much restraint you managed to make it to Riki's house without causing his body any harm, jay, Riki, and Sunoo all raced to the front door while you and Jungwon helped Sunghoon out of the back ''i swear to god you vampire Hoon!’’ you pointed an accusing finger at Sunghoon ''maybe I am, maybe I'm not all I know is if I was a vampire wouldn't know.’’ ‘’ Can I start calling you a Cullen?’’ Jungwon said. ''as long as it refers to me being Edward knock yourself out!’’ ‘’I was thinking more of Jasper, you two are very alike!’’ jungwon said before skipping to the house. ''I am not a Jasper I’m an Edward.’’ sunghoon said defensively ''Sure you are bud, sure you are!’’ you say patting his back. running to Riki's front door only to be met by his back to your face. ''why are you standing in the middle of the doorway?’’ you said rubbing your nose ''I was hoping you would be Sunghoon, but you're not so sorry.’’ he said grabbing your face to look at the damage he caused ''you broke my nose!’’ ''I did not. Stop being dramatic’’ he said bending down to your level so he could see your eyes and nose, this boy is going to kill you there was no reason for him to be doing all this, you're not even bleeding. ''follow me, let's go bandage you up.’’ he said with a laugh leading you towards his kitchen. Following his lead you enter his family kitchen that you become familiar with, sitting at the dining table Riki takes out a pack of peas from the freezer and hands them to you before sitting next to you, ''So y/n I wanted to talk about earlier.’’ he said as you placed the peas on your nose, not that you needed it. ''about how you don't know how to draw a circle because I don’t think that's important ki you have many more things you're actually good at!’’ you said trying to act completely oblivious to what he's trying to get at, ''first of all rude, second of all this about what I said at lunch, y’know you helping me talk to Rei?’’ thank god for the frozen peas to cover up how flustered you are ''oh yes that thing I agreed too!’’ ''right, so I was thinking we could make a plan or list-type thing to help.’’ ''wait I just thought I was just gonna get her number for you and this be over with?’’ ''oh no no no, my good pal you’re my wing-woman y/n you're in this for life!’’ he said grinning, letting out a sigh you asked ''I'm guessing you already have a plan huh?’’ you see Riki nodding with glee ''yes- well some of it all I know is I want to ask rei to come with me to the school dance in a couple of months.’’ you were going to respond when you were interrupted by sunghoon spinning into the kitchen ''why do you need to ask some other girl you don’t know when you have a perfectly good candidate here?’’ oh god, you had regretted telling the other boys you had a crush on Riki specifically Sunghoon. ''and who would that be?’’ Riki said confused, please don't say me don't say me ''sunoo!’’ oh thank god. You watched as Hoon looked at you and winked, you should have left him in the trunk. ''hey Riki do you have any more hot coco packs?’’ sunghoon said, Riki looked up from his phone ''No you used them all remember?’’ ''damn it! I can’t have anything! I can’t be Edward! I can't drink my hot coco!’’ Sunghoon mumbled as he left the kitchen. “anyway about Rei I was wondering if you could eavesdrop on her conversations so that” “Absolutely not! I’m not gonna become a stalker for you” “Just this once y/n please!” “no ki…I know Rei volunteers to help in the library every week or some why don’t you, I don’t know see her there?” “so you’re asking me to go to the library of my own free will?” “yes, I don’t think it’s that big of a deal” “Fine.” “GUESS WHOS BACK!” Heeseung said as he walked through the door, Jake followed behind him. After some catching up with the boys, decided to head to the basketball court and play a couple of games. You, however, were now punching yourself in your mind for what you said earlier.

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dvrk-moon · 12 days

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NISHIMURA RIKI ; 니키

BOYFRIEND TEXTS

req : no

genre : crack, fluff

pairing : boyfriend!riki x fem!reader

warnings : suicide joke, cursing

a/n : this one was quite silly too

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jongseongsnudes · 4 months

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THE NIKI DRABBLE WAS SO ADORBSSSS CAN I PLEASE MAKE A REQUEST!

- Haruto (!!the instigator!!) helps the couple back together after a dumb fight

0.8k words. slight angst, cringey & fluffyyyyyyy.

“nishimura is the most annoying-est person to ever live! why does everyone like him!”

“you like him.”

“not only that! but he has the audacity to yell at me for what? for trying to help him?”

“that’s your fault. you’re dating him.”

you stop complaining and glare over to haruto, who was too busy driving to notice your newly raised brows.

“watanabe you’re not helping.”

“well not my fault you’re both headaches,” he shrugs as he pulls into taki’s drive way, the loud music coming from the house already attacking your poor ears.

with taki’s parents out of town for the weekend, the boy had gathered the team over for a little get together. but boys being boys, of course they forget to prepare anything other than themselves.

so here you were, coming back from the supermarket with loads of snacks and drinks.

“i’ll see you inside miss class president,” he disappears before you could even respond, leaving you with all the grocery bags in his car boot.

although you had this problem to figure out, your mind was more distracted by something else instead. your boyfriend.

it was pretty normal for you and niki to bicker on the daily, usually over nothing and it’d end as quick as it began. but today’s bickering session unfortunately ended with him saying something hurtful and you saying something out of line.

a stupid fight yet you’re both giving each other the cold shoulder, just because you're both too stubborn to admit it.

“why are you pushing me watanabe?” your boyfriend’s sudden deep voice breaks you from your thoughts, the boy now standing at the front door with haruto behind him.

“you two are so annoying. make up or break up before you come back inside,” haruto says as he pushes niki out and shuts the door with a thud, trapping you both outside together.

you sigh and walk to haruto's boot, not paying too much attention to the team captain who is currently banging on the front door like the maniac that he was.

to your surprise, the tall boy appears beside you only a second later, hands reaching out for the grocery bags but you ignore it.

“let me take them in.”

“i don’t need your help.”

“they are heavy,” he reaches for them again, only for you to push him away slightly, “i’ll take them-”

“no i can do it myself!”

“you are so damn stubborn!” the boy yells as he slams the boot closed out of the blue, startling you. he doesn’t give you the time to respond and immediately lifts you up by the waist, placing you to sit on the boot. to prevent you from getting away, niki places both his hands on either sides of you, trapping you in completely.

although you’re supposed to be giving him the cold shoulder, you can’t help but swoon for a moment. swoon at how god damn breath taking he looked this close.

if you weren’t currently fighting, you probably would’ve kissed him already.

“nishimura move.”

“no, we need to talk. right now.”

“alright, what do you want to talk about?” you fold your arms, your expression much more sulky compared to his current angry one, “is it what haruto said... break up?”

“what- what the hell!” the boy seemed even angrier than before, his hands raised in the air like you had just said the most insane thing, “you fucking wish!”

his response catches you off guard, your mind unable to come up with anything to say other than gulp.

“baby,” he says in a much calmer tone, the boy now chuckling to himself, “funny of you to think you’ll ever successfully get away from me.”

“then? you’ve been ignoring me the whole day, even when i tried to talk to you earlier.”

“i’m sorry i was being stupid... i didn’t mean to yell at you either,” he reaches to softly cup your cheeks, making you look at him, “can you forgive your handsome, tall, smart, athletic boyfriend?”

the disgusted face you automatically make has the boy in complete stitches and you immediately follow suit, the two of you laughing loudly amongst yourselves like two crazy people.

it reminded you of why you fell for him in the first place and why you still liked him.

“i don’t know. depends on-”

he leans in, kissing you and shutting you up.

“as i was saying! depends on-”

and he kisses you again, shutting you up again.

“just say you want me to kiss you and i’ll do it. no need to play these dirty tricks with me, miss class president.”

“i was not-”

just as you expected, he kisses you again, only this time it melts your heart even more than the last. the view of niki smiling and so giddy into the kiss, always something your heart can barely survive through.

“you’re lucky i like kissing you miss class president.”

“well shut up and do it then nishimura-”

“oh god i think my lunch is coming up. oh no i’m gagging,” both you and niki turn to taki’s voice, just to see the entire team now standing on the front porch, all making gagging faces at the sight of their team captain and his girlfriend.

kissing.

“you’re all going to SUFFER at practice tomorrow!!!”

end.

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radiowon · 1 month

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ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 OOPS!..?

—- in which Niki makes a huge mistake.

Syn: After reaching 18, Niki learns he's an alpha and is still getting used to the idea and Because he can't control his emotions, he accidentally marks you.

“Why are you looking at me like I’m a peice of stinking shit”

You eye the male in front of you intensely searching for any indication of an answer as he furrows his eyebrows face twisting in distaste.

“Hello?.. Earth to Niki I’m talking to you!” The raise in voice snaps Niki out of his trance he clears his throat awkwardly “your scent.. i don’t like it” you frown taking some offence to his statement “you sayinf I stink 24/7? Ouch could have just said you hate my guts and called it a day” Niki waves his hands franticly feeling immediate regret at his choice of words.

“No no.. not like that you normally smell fine but now you smell really weird and it bothers me” you sigh as you pinch a bit of your sleeve taking a wiff “I smell fine to m-“where did you go who where you with” you fold your arms clicking your tounge a few times “what are you? My father” you laugh a little covering your mouth “Heeseung needed some help setting up his science presentation for next period I was helping him why do you ask?” Unknown to your ears Niki growls subconsciously as he steps closer to you grasping your shoulders tightly.

“Come with me” before you had a chance to protest Niki takes advantage of his height and strength manhandling you as he drags you to a secluded area behind the school. When you finally arrive, you have to gather all your might to escape his hold while massaging your shoulder from the searing pain caused by his nails. “Care to explain why you just dragged me here with out my consent!? Gooooosh The least you could do is handle me with care.. I’m not an alpha like you” You part your lips to speak again, but as soon as you meet his gaze, you quickly close them again.

His eyes seemed dark, as they usually had, yet something about them in this particular moment made you feel nervous and caused your stomach to grow uneasy.

“Uh..Niki? W-“I c..can’t take this any longer!”He trapped you against the cold, hard brick wall in a matter of seconds, and the impact scratched your back. He growled loudly, causing you to become anxious as soon as his nose reached the hollows of your neck and travelled all the way to your collarbone. “W..woah Niki what are you doing! Stop it!” You try your best to push him off but his grip on your waist prevented you making any moves to leave.

You were afraid because you had no idea what he was doing to you or what was going on. If you had paid more attention in history class, you may have learned more about alphas and been able to comprehend the current situation. you mentally cursed yourself. Despite this, you persisted and tried to get free by even kicking him, but he didn't even move an inch. It seemed as though he was immune to pain

Before long, the only sensation you experienced was a stinging agony as Niki's fangs briefly touched your neck. The surge that sets off your fight-or-flight response, making you push him right away. You cringe at the ache that suddenly envelops you as you clutch your neck to where he bit you in shock. You slowly glance up at Niki in horror, his expression exactly matching yours.

After staring at one another in silence reality hits you like a truck.

“Don’t tell me you did what I think you did..”Niki raises his hands to his face, hiding behind them as he continuously shakes his head. You approach him, yanking his hands away and firmly grabbing his tie to bring him down to your level. He gulps lips trembling “I’m s..sorry I didn’t realise I was..” he stops closing his mouth immediately avoiding eye contact as he looks down to your shoes.

You tug at his tie causing him to choke out an “ow” looking into your eyes once more “you were what? Finish the sentence” he sighs closing his eyes before opening them again “your s..scent it was bothering me I couldn’t stand it so I wanted to clean it off you t..then I somehow…accidentallymayhavemarkedyou” you let go pulling away slightly

Even though he is the alpha, Niki stares at you anxiously, fearful of how you might respond. Your anger worried him a greatly.

You cover your face with your hands and soon find yourself laughing. Niki gives you a perplexed and shocked gaze. You turn to face him with a smile, and he hesitantly smiles back. “come here” He shakes his head, and you click your fingers to encourage him to come forward. When he does, you welcome him with a searing, stinging slap across the face that is guaranteed to leave a lasting mark. He clutches his hurt cheek.

“How can you be so careless! Do you have any idea what you have done the situation you have placed not me but yourself also!?” He looks down guilt evidence on his face. “Do you hate me Niki?” He shakes his head eyebrows raising“what! No!” You shake your head “clearly you do don’t you remember how strict my father is! What do you think he’s going to do when he sees his daughter as been marked I’m finshed!” You sigh loudly as you walk back to the wall sinking down to the floor.

“Um.. just hide it I don’t know! Then he won’t see it and you will be fine right?” You shoot him a glare causing him to close his mouth “oh yes! What a genius I’ll hide it behind all my hoodies and sweat gallons of buckets in the fucking summer” You wriggle away from him as he approaches you slowly, frowning like an idiot.

“No do me and yourself a favour and stay away who knows what you will do next” he frowns “I want to help you I want to make this right and your..attitude isn’t making this easy” Raising your brows, you support yourself so that you may stand up again. “oh really! My attitude? Yeah sorry should I be rejoicing that I’ve been marked without my consent by a clumsy dork like you? I’m sorry alpha should i be thanking you? For fucking what!” He growls lowly your anger radiating off onto him.

“I’m not clumsy or a dork I just made a mistake! I just want you to stop attacking me for it I know what I did and I’m sorry why do you always have to be such a bitch when things don’t go your way!”

Silence and the silence was loud

“Oh no.. I’ve made the alpha angry” you pout stepping closer to him “are you gonna bark at me? Rip me to shreds? Since I’m such a bitch I must deserve it right” you step closer poking his arm as you continue to taunt him. Niki huffs growling loudly “shut up stop it” you keep poking his arm Tuanting him further “Nu huh you marked me now this is what you will have to put up with for the rest of your life”He growls once more, covering more than half of your face with his large hands as he covers your mouth.

“Stop..talking” he sighs again “I think we are both very stressed right now and need to calm down especially you .. your emitting to much right now and I can’t take it so just chill and let’s fix this..please?” You sigh and nod slowly as he gently retraces his hand. Remorse is one of the feelings that washes over you.

He was correct. You really did need to cool down and give him the benefit of the doubt since, having only recently been confirmed as an alpha, he truly had no idea what he was doing. With a mumbled apology, you press your face into his chest and reach out to wrap your arms around his waist. His fury vanishes in an instant as he smiles and draws you closer to his hug while inhaling your scent.

“I’m sorry to for being careless then we wouldn’t be in this mess but I am and will make this right” you hum closing your eyes as you snuggle closer “ we can sort this out together niki”

It had been a week since then and whomp whomp you hadn’t sourted it out of anything your still stuck with his mark. But maybe you were thankful for it in a way as somehow the bond it installed helped you understand each other a bit more and drew you closer. This prevented some obnoxious alphas from bothering you—a mental note you wanted to thank Niki for afterwards.

“Maybe it’s not all that bad you know.. the marking sitch” he looks at you shocked at your words “really? I thought you hated it and wanted it gone by all means” you shake your head “well I did then but now I guess I’ve come to terms with the fact it may be like this forever” he hums “and I wouldn’t have it any other way..” Niki shrinks away from you, bewildered, as you approach him more slowly on the bench.

You move towards him in the same direction, and he moves away in response. This pattern continues until he is caught in the bench's corner. You look at him, irritated. “ way to go break a girls hurt you could have just said the feeling is not mutual ouch” Niki raises a brow confused “huh!? What I don’t understand what are you talking about” you sigh shaking your head “read between the lines! What do you think I meant by I wouldn’t have it any other way or when I moved closer to you!” He merely gives a blank stare in response, blinking a few times and cocking his head slightly to one side.

“I like you Niki that’s what I’m trying to get at but you’re just plain stupid” You move back, making space, and grumble, feeling a little downtrodden. To your disbelief, though, Niki grabbed the edge of your skirt and pulled you back in towards him. His shy smile graces his features as he turns to face you. “I’m sorry and I l..like you too” When you turn to face him in shock, he looks as far away as he can, masking his emotions, but the stark red colour of his ears gives you the additional confirmation you need.

You lean in giving him a kiss on the cheek. He turns to you slowly with a cheeky smile. “Does this mean your gonna mark me back now or..” he teases wriggling his eyebrows at the suggestion

“Woah there I didn’t say anything about that yet..”

—- a/n : first post ahhahahsbsbssjsjsj I literally saw this Niki pic on Pinterest and this idea was somehow brought from it. Anyways I hope u liked it 🫶

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stariikis · 1 month

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𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 | nishimura riki | encafe *₊˚☕୧

↬ rest of the encafe series (ongoing!) synopsis ; following an unexpected encounter with a long-lost friend, riki sparks a fresh connection with a familiar face. and what if he wants something more with you this time, and the boundaries of your friendship extends into unfamiliar territory? (news flash: he’s loving every second with you.)

pairing ; barista!nishimura riki x fem customer!reader genre ; fluff, childhood friends to lovers, mutual crushing trope ; barista x customer reunited buddies wc ; 4417 warnings ; kissing! reader is very very very oblivious and riki is very in love, they are so cute :(

taglist (open!!) ; @chaseyikis @nikiswifereal27 @llvrhee @aileeeeeeeeeeeee @doyochibubu @jikepi @enwonz @rikihqq

14.02.24 – valentine’s day.

If not for a particular order of caramel macchiato on a cold winter’s day. That’s what Riki likes to think when he looks at you with such a look of adoration you can’t help but cover your face in your hands, cheeks flushing a vibrant pink.

Similar to the wisps of steam rising from atop your coffee mug, you can feel Riki’s love for you swirling in the confines of your heart. Just last winter, your heart whispers, was the moment when he came crashing back into your life. One quick decision to slip into the quaint little coffee shop before work was all it did.

He’s still in his custom designed apron, scooting ever closer at the window seats. And though he remains content in the pin-drop silence, the hand that sneaks up your back speaks on his behalf. Suddenly, you can’t bear to meet his gaze and turn to the cosy view of the dim street.

It’s the definition of a romantic street down a road in London – just in Korea. Cobbled roads lined with streetlamps that have a soft golden glow once sundown approaches. Every once in a while in the darkness, a couple or person donned in light winter wear strolls down past the cafe. And Riki looks over at you with a wistful, longing expression as if he wants to be one of those couples. He wants to go out and dance with you, he wants the flurry whiteness embracing you both at the darkest hour.

He taps your shoulder, enthusiasm glimmering in his eyes, and begins to untie the back of his apron. You carefully sneak a glance at your signature marking its spot on the back of one of the lacings. Your boyfriend had insisted on getting it printed there when you became official, last valentines.

You would never have imagined that the boy, peeping out amidst the craze with a pink, valentine-themed iced drink in his hands and fumbling uncharacteristically for the right words to confess his feelings to you, would be your long-lost childhood friend.

(riki’s pov, 10.12.22)

“Psst. Riki! Pretty girl’s coming up to the counter. Hurry – do something!”

Riki’s coworker nudges him teasingly, noticing his relentless stare on the office worker who has just entered their cafe. It’s not unusual that pretty girls walk in on early weekday mornings like this, but this girl, clearly not a regular, seems familiar somehow. She seems to move in slow motion towards them, and Riki has to put down the ceramic cup he’s holding before it inevitably falls to his feet.

While it may be an exaggeration to say, her chic grey office clothes seem to sparkle in the minimal lighting. Her brown hair also seems to swish like time has slowed, blonde streaks evident when she tosses her locks. Long eyelashes, a petite nose and strawberry freckles that Riki could spot from a mile away. It’s like he’s met her before. A memory is fighting its way to the surface of his mind, but his efforts are useless when the girl continues to walk up to the counter.

His mind keeps going completely blank.

Sunoo drags him by the hand towards the cashier area, raising his eyebrows and giving him a knowing look. When Riki finally snaps out of his mesmerised daze and turns to protest, Sunoo has already taken over the order he was preparing. Gulping, Riki turns to meet the girl in the eye. Or more like past her eyes, because he barely feels enough strength to meet her gaze. He’ll probably faint.

The idea that he knew her in the past keeps popping up in his head, but he repeatedly shoves the thought down. He’s probably intensely attracted to her, and it’s making him think he has history with her. Which isn’t really a good thing at the moment, with his throat dried up and Sunoo sneaking peeks over to see how he’s doing.

“U-Um, what would you like to order?”

The girl leans in and laughs. There’s a sick, uneasy feeling brewing in Riki’s stomach as she does so, because the memory he’s been trying to uncover is slowly emerging from the back of his mind. She recovers from the bout of laughter, still smiling, and when she opens her mouth to speak, Riki remembers.

“Your sciences are pretty good, Riki, are you planning to pursue them in the future?” A fourteen-year-old version of the girl standing in front of the counter asks.

Riki replies sheepishly, taking his report card off y/n’s table before others in the class have the chance to see. “Actually, no.”

“Really?” She tilts her head, hunches over and laughs. “Don’t tell me you want to be an artist or something. But actually that would be pretty cool.”

“Promise you won’t laugh?” Riki looks away from her gaze. He knows she’s not the type to judge, but he doesn’t like when people jab at his interests and prides. And y/n seems to find even the littlest things funny – she has the habit of leaning in and laughing when she finds something amusing.

“I won’t, pinky promise.”

“Why are you laughing?”

Finally, Riki can muster the courage to talk to this ‘mystery girl’ now that he remembers her and knows her name. It has to be her, and it can’t be anybody else. There’s only one girl he used to know with chocolate hazelnut eyes, the bad habit of rumpling her own hair every few seconds (she got it from him), and a height she deems short enough to require heels everyday to work.

She’s back. When did she fly back from Japan? When did she get a corporate job? When did she dye streaks into her hair like she said she wanted when they were younger?

“No reason, you just seem frightened.” She – y/n – giggles and Riki swears her head leans in towards him once again.

He grins. “Why would I be?” Liar, liar, liar, liar liar liar liar liar– “Anyway, what would you like to order?”

“Hmm. It’s cold out. Why don’t you surprise me with a warm drink?” Playful as always. This is undeniably y/n. But she seems as if she doesn’t know it yet. Has she erased Riki from her memory or is she pretending to not recognise him? His nametag states his name clearly. His facial features haven’t changed much since then.

“Promise you won’t laugh?” Riki tests, for her answer. I won’t, pinky promise.

It’s what Riki expects her to say. Or, more accurately, what he desperately hopes she’ll say. His stomach drops with the possibility that this might be the last time he ever sees her. If she fails to realise he’s her long-lost best friend from their teenage years, will she ever show up in this cafe ever again?

The face-framing strands of her hair flutter as she nods earnestly. “I won’t.”

This is going to be hard to work with.

“Okay, then, why don’t you take a seat? I’ll surprise you with a custom order.” He winks at her, the only flirtatious move he feels comfortable executing. “Shall the name I put on the order be y/n?”

“How’d you know?” The girl purses her lips and looks at him curiously.

She still doesn’t realise? Just how much has she erased from her memory?

“U-Uh…” He scans her for any hints or labels. Luckily, her corporate key card is strung over the straps of her bag, and he breathes a sigh of relief as he points shakily its way. Y/n follows his gaze and gasps cutely when she notices.

A fantasy of a scene.

When she finds herself a seat by the window, partially hidden through numerous wisps of smoke rising off coffee mugs, Riki finds his heart aches the same way it did all those years ago.

With the pain that came with leaving her for the first time, he hopes she won’t leave forever for the second time. He turns to where Sunoo is grinding coffee beans, fully concentrated. He doesn’t even look up when he asks,

“So, what’s the order?”

Riki’s voice cracks when he replies. “Caramel macchiato.”

What a teenage dream.

“Order for y/n,” Riki calls gently, one hand holding a tray with her hot drink and the other hand reaching out to tap her shoulder. She unplugs the earphones from her ears and blinks warmly at him. Just as warm as the coffee Riki quietly prepared and snuck an extra shot of caramel in.

“Oooh,” she giggles and claps her hands. “What’s the surprise drink?”

“Try it,” Riki pushes the tray closer to her and raises his chin. Subtly, he also takes a seat beside her, while his mind unhelpfully screams, notice the nametag, notice my name, notice my face, notice me!

But instead of looking at him, she carefully blows on her coffee and takes a sip. The face she makes instantly after is so vague he doesn’t know whether she loves it or absolutely despises it, never to return again.

“Who made this?” Her expression still refuses to give anything away.

Panicking in the split second of a moment, Riki blurts his coworker’s name. “Sunoo. There.”

“Ohhh, it’s really good! Thank him for m–”

“I did the foam art!” Once again, Riki lets his mouth run loose and internally smacks himself hard when he gestures towards the heart-shaped imprint in the sea of white. The girl stares at him for half a second before bursting into laughter again. She leans in close and places a hand on his shoulder.

‘How did you guys know that caramel’s my favourite?”

“I want to be a barista.”

“What? Really?”

Teenage Riki scratches the back of his head and nods. Accompanying his mother to her coffee shop on their ‘bring your child to work day’ was enough to lock in his love for the pleasant aroma of caffeine. He particularly enjoyed creating his own versions of cafe-art. He’s born to be creative, a natural artist at heart. Lab experiments and hypotheses may be his strong suit, but all he wants is to express himself with the tasty remnants of coffee beans and cocoa.

“Will you make me a drink then?” Y/n smiles brightly. She doesn’t seem to be weirded out by the unusual career choice. Instead, she’s beaming as if it’s a normal occurrence for a top student to want to live a peaceful life at a cafe. “A test run for you.” “Sure,” Riki plays along, his heartstrings tugging seeing her contagious excitement. “What drink would you like? I’ll make it when you come over today.”

“Hmmm.. make me a caramel macchiato. Nowadays, it’s my comfort drink.”

“Got it.”

“Oh, Riki,” She calls as he heads back towards his seat before the next lesson. He whips his head around, raising his eyebrows. “For the record, I think baristas are cool.”

“It’s a customer favourite in autumn and winter,” Riki lies through his teeth. He doesn’t even stutter once – how commendable. “It’s practically our house special.”

“Mannn, I thought I’d be special,” she jokes, finishing up her coffee in a few quick sips. “Augh, that’s hot. Anyway, I gotta go to work, I think I’m late.”

Her eyes widen and she checks her watch.

“Shoot, I really am. Okay, bye, see you!”

She waves and darts out the store before RIki can say anything more. Is it odd that all he worries about is the way she’s dressed in the blistering cold? She really needs to bring a padded jacket around.

Days turn into weeks, and it comes as a surprise to Riki when y/n shows up the next day. And the next. And the subsequent days. She comes to get the same order every day, the same personalised cup of coffee with Riki’s signature foam heart. Little does she know, though, the whole cup is made by him, with love. Not Sunoo, not another coworker, not following a standard cafe recipe.

Around Christmastime, Riki snags her socials. When she finally learns about his name, tagged to all his accounts, she merely tilts her head as if its clogged. “Why does your name sound familiar to me? Ehh, must be deja vu. I’m getting it a lot these days.”

Yeah, deja vu, Riki thinks, scrolling through all her pictures of every single cup of coffee she’s ever had from the cafe. It’s like a daily update, and she posts nothing else apart from occasional group pictures and selfies. I’m just a disconcerting feeling to you.

(y/n’s pov, 14.01.23)

There’s a number of things that are off about today. One of which, is the way Riki doesn’t greet you at the counter as you walk in. His coworker does instead, the one who you remember Riki pointed out to have prepared your caramel macchiato. Another unsettling thing that can’t be helped is the way you have to order manually instead of Riki smiling and keying in your order without a word needed to be said.

When you receive your beverage, the barista doesn’t sit down beside you to engage in small talk. The curls of steam don’t clear to reveal a heart print in the foam. Rather, it’s a traditional cafe leaf, grains of cocoa flecked on the froth with no emotion whatsoever. And usually, Riki has a way with his words to manipulate time into travelling faster. In a few seconds you finish your drink and head to work like routine suggests.

Today, everything is different.

When you hesitantly take a sip out of your coffee, you cringe. It’s not bad, per se, but it’s not the same. Without Riki’s latte art, the taste can’t have changed that much, could it? Or did the cafe decide to revamp their recipes? And just what happened to Riki?

The next day, you’re secretly hoping he’s behind the counter laughing with his coworkers like normal. But he isn’t. And so you begrudgingly order your caramel macchiato, to go, and leave with hope for tomorrow.

Third time’s the charm – but not today. Riki still hasn’t come back, your coffee tastes like wet dirt (it’s not even that bad, but you’re not used to it. Why doesn’t it taste as sweet as it used to?) and it’s another unordinary day.

It’s what constitutes the change from this cafe to the newer one closer to her workplace, down the street from it and next to a popular florist. There’s an ache in your heart, perhaps because you don’t like changes. Perhaps because you’ll miss the comfort of frosted windows and small talk. Or perhaps because you’ll miss Riki.

(riki’s pov, 21.01.23)

“What do you mean she doesn’t come anymore?”

Riki’s heart drops all the way down to his feet, and Sunoo looks at him with a mixture of guilt and sympathy. “After she tried my coffee, she pulled a face. I’ve never had my pride shattered like that.”

“And a few days later, she didn’t come back. I can’t believe she didn’t tell you first…”

Sunoo’s words drown in his thoughts as he pulls out his phone and checks her socials. She is bound to have posted something about it. Either that, or post pictures of her coffee from whatever new cafe she might be purchasing from. And true enough, her page displays jungle-green coffee mugs with drizzles of caramel atop the foam.

“Oh, isn’t that the new branch further downtown?” Sunoo’s voice suddenly penetrates through his train of thoughts once more. “I think Sunghoon hyung’s starting his job there soon.”

“How do I work there?” Riki leans against the counter and mutters without hesitation. “How do I take a shift there?”

Another coughing bout attacks him before Sunoo can answer. Stupid flu, if he had never caught the illness he wouldn’t have to scheme some kind of master plot to be able to see y/n again. He blames her too, of course, for not telling him, but he blames his white blood cells first.

“What’s this about wanting to take a shift where?”

Riki, recognising his boss’s voice, whips around and practically falls to his knees. He doesn’t really, it’s embarrassing, but he feels like he’s grovelling in some way or another. “Heeseung-nim. Please let me take a shift at the new branch tomorrow morning. I can take someone’s place if they’re sick – I’ll even do restocking.”

“Restocking. How mundane. You’re really desperate, aren’t you?” Sunoo whispers in his ear, and Riki shoves him aside with eyes only for Heeseung.

“Please!”

Fortunately, his boss just huffs in amusement. “You’re ridiculous. I’ll ask if there are any slots you can take as a cashier or waiter.”

“You’re the best, hyu- Heeseung-nim!”

The next day, Riki wishes he could replay the astonished face y/n makes when she walks through the doors and sees him immediately. “Deja vu, huh?”

To the confusion of the other workers on shift at the time, he takes over the whole order, insisting he knows what he’s doing. They don’t bother to argue with him though, when they see the latte art he makes. The prominent heart shape says all the words he never did. Holds the explanation that was never necessary. A man in love is not be interfered with en route to his destination.

“Why did you change cafes?” Riki sighs, trying to act nonchalant as he pushes the tray in front of her face. As she reaches out to pick up the cup, he grabs her hand and shakes his head. “Answer me first.” Her eyes grow wide, cheeks flushing slightly. But she turns to face him properly, looking nervous as she tries to explain herself. “I think the cafe changed the recipe of the caramel macchiato or something… and you didn’t come for days… so I just decided..”

“I don’t come for a few days because I’m sick and you disappear?” Riki can’t help but tease, his heart beating in his ears. “You’re funny.”

She looks shocked at this revelation but giggles to herself, body leaning in towards him.

“The coffee didn’t taste the same either. Even though the hands who prepared it were the same, I clearly saw your coworker making my coffee. And I’m not saying it’s because of this, but there wasn’t your signature foam art, and I kinda missed it.” She gestures towards the cup. And Riki can’t take it anymore.

His lip trembles as he bursts out, “That’s because it wasn’t Sunoo hyung who prepared the drinks for you. On the first day, I made your drink. I added an extra shot of caramel because I knew you liked it. I deliberately took care of your order myself.” And you still don’t know why, to this day. You don’t remember me at all. Of course, at the airport, I was the one crying ugly tears, wishing you weren’t going. I wanted one more chance. I knew you didn’t like me back, and it felt like you never would.

Now that you’re back, how am I supposed to let you go again?

“Come back to our cafe. I’ll be there. I’ll make the caramel macchiato like you like, and I’ll even design custom latte arts on your coffees.” By the end of his outburst, he’s wiping his sweaty hands on his apron, scared to hear her answer. Will she say yes and let things return to how they usually were? Or would she reject him and tell him she was fine without him all along?

“Okay,” she smiles and it reaches her choco-hazel eyes. “I’ll see you there tomorrow, then. But I have to rush, I’ve got a movie I want to see.”

Oh? A movie? Isn’t this perfect to…

“Is it the new Disney one?” Riki blinks earnestly when she nods. “I’ve really wanted to see that too!”

“Why don’t you come with me, then? I’m going alone, since all my friends are busy and tomorrow’s the last day it’s in theatres.”

Consider Riki the luckiest boy in the world.

“I’ve got something to show you,” Riki whispers, in the pitch-black darkness of the back of the movie theatre. The movie has just ended, but all Riki remembers is the way y/n laughs and coos at the animations and characters. He only recalls his reaction to seeing her in such a whimsical dress as she walked into the cafe on a Saturday morning. Thin, soft pink ribbons holding her french plaits together, accentuating the doll image she wanted.

All he wants is to finally make her his. He wants to be able to call her beautiful without sounding like a creep. He wants to be the reason why she wakes up and stops by the cafe every weekday morning. Though he has an inkling that he already is, and she just doesn’t want to admit it.

“What is it?”

Her eyes. They gleam even in the utter darkness. How is that possible? She’s like a materialisation of a fairy from a fantasy story.

His voice wavers as he says, “let’s head out first.”

“Okay…”

She follows him out the theatre, and they head back towards the cafe. Riki’s glad he’s not on shift today, otherwise Heeseung would definitely have his head off. All the way back, he fiddles with his wallet, which holds the photograph of truth.

“I don’t want you to go…” On the 8th of December in 2017, Riki waits by the airport barricades and wipes his snot away when y/n leans in to hug him goodbye. “How long will you be gone?”

“Not long, I promise.” Tears well up in her eyes upon seeing her best friend in this state. “I believe we’ll see each other again, if it’s truly fate.”

Riki’s mother, heart aching at the exchange, steps back and suggests, “let me take a picture of you both for you both to remember, okay?”

Riki doesn’t notice the flash between sobs.

When they reach the cafe, Riki sits y/n down at her favourite window seat and puts the very same photograph in her palms. He awaits with bated breath for her response, but she just remains silent. He doesn’t know if she’s breathing anymore, either.

Finally, after nearly a minute has passed, she looks up with a glaze over her eyes.

“It wasn’t just deja vu, was it?” Riki doesn’t know how he manages to tease her even in this tender moment. She gasps like what he says is scandalous, before pulling him in close to hug him. For a few moments, they remain this way, Riki wondering whether she can hear his heart pounding as if it’s going to shatter his ribcage.

Even if she does, though, she says nothing of it.

“So I was right,” she murmurs, pulling away from the hug. Her cheeks are smudged with wetness. “I was right like I always used to be. Idiot.”

He cocks his head, bemused.

“It’s destiny. I said we’d meet again if fate aligned, and it did.”

Like the north and south poles of two magnets, they’ve found their way back to each other. It’s like a fever dream.

(y/n’s pov, 14.02.23)

There’s no way Riki would ask you to come to the cafe at 12pm sharp for no reason, right? In the middle of a huge crowd, no less, knocked right and left from the couples who are here for a Valentine’s date. You have a feeling that a confession is awaiting you, but how does a confession come about without the confessor?

You continue to stand in the middle of the crowd in your carefully selected pink dress, white laced leg warmers adorning your calves to keep you warm. Riki’s always very adamant about you staying warm, so you put on extra layers to please him even if you’re not cold. Otherwise, he’s bound to smother you with jackets and sweaters.

Lost in your own thoughts, you don’t notice Riki rushing over to you with an iced pink drink in his hands. It’s the first time he’s ever prepared an iced drink for you, considering you’ve only experienced winter season together. He looks regretful about this, staring down at his carelessly tied apron for comfort.

“Sorry I didn’t make it a warm drink, I wanted you to be able to see the pink. And I can’t put hot drinks into the plastic cups… obviously…” He rambles, holding the drink out for you. Just as you fish out your wallet to pay him, laughing all the while because of how cute he looks in the moment, he shakes his head. “Oh, it’s on the house.”

“That’s not legally right,” you stick your tongue out at him and pull out a five-dollar-note in spite. His hand comes up, but as you think he’s going in for the note, he grabs your wrist and tugs you close to him instead. He angles his head and his eyes flutter shut as he kisses you. Drink still in his other hand. He drops your wrist and pulls your waist instead.

Breathless when he pulls away, he whispers, looking deep into your eyes, “if you go out with me, it counts as the couple special. Be my girlfriend.”

You bet your cheeks are as pink as the drink Riki prepared for you when he goes in for another kiss.

13 February 2015

“Do you like anyone?”

Ten-year-old Riki poses his very important question to you as he hangs from the monkey bars. You take a while to think, but eventually can’t come up with a name that’s worthy enough to be considered your crush. “Nope! You?”

“I think so.”

“Really? Who is it?”

Riki makes a hushing face as his way of telling you he’s not ready to reveal his secret. “I know tomorrow is Valentine’s day, but I think we should grow up first before I tell her.”

“Awwww, will you at least give me a hint?” You beg, oblivious that the girl of Riki’s dreams is you. It has always been you. He smiles softly and shakes his head no.

He drops down from the monkey bars and comes to sit by your side on the grass. “I’m very close to her. I think one of these Valentine’s, I’ll tell her. Isn’t that romantic?”

“Man, I hope she doesn’t steal you away from me. We’re best friends, you’ll remember that, right? You promise?”

“I will. Pinky promise, chocolate sprinkles on top.”

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