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all yours - nishimura riki
pairing: ni-ki x fem!reader genre: fluff, might be a very very tiny bit suggestive ? cw: making out, not proofread wc: 400+
"come on, we will look so cute!" you begged your boyfriend to buy matching hello kitty pajamas.
"there's no way i will put on pink hello kitty pants," he chuckled.
10 minutes and a bunch of "please riki" later, you both walked out of the store with the hello kitty pajamas in your bag. you were really happy.
riki wasn't.
but anything for his princess, as he always said.
later that day, you two finished showering, and you put on your new comfy pajamas.
"ahhh, we look so good. oh my god, come here, let me take a picture."
riki walked behind you as you opened the camera app to take some mirror selfies.
"put a shirt on," you said in a serious tone and looked at your boyfriend through the mirror.
"why? are you perhaps afraid some of your girl followers would find me hot?" riki said in a mocking voice.
yes, that was exactly the reason. you didn't want to straight up tell him this, you didn't want him to think you are insecure.
that wasn't the case. you just really didn't want anyone to drool over your boyfriend.
riki noticed the way your facial expressions changed. he spun you around, picked you up, and gently placed you down on the bathroom counter, your back hit the cold mirror.
"i'm all yours, you know that, right?" riki leaned closer to your ears, his voice sending shivers down your spine.
you nodded and placed your hands on his broad shoulders.
he left a quick peck on your lips, which you returned. the kisses slowly became messy and needy. how could they not? you both kissed like this is your last time being able to taste each other's lips. you couldn't get enough of him, neither could he. you wished he could be all over you all day and night. his hands wandered around your body, and his lips traveled down to your neck.
"please," you whispered against his plump lips.
"please what, baby? you know you have to use your words with me," riki placed his hands on both sides of your neck, while he stared deep into your eyes.
"please don't stop kissing me," you replied, your cheeks lit up in a soft pink color.
of course, he didn't even plan on stopping. if he could, he would kiss you all over everywhere, all day. his lips found themselves on yours immediately.
these random and quick make out sessions were your favorites. he always made you feel so good with his kisses and touches.
a few long minutes later, the kisses finally stopped. he leaned back and cupped your face in his hands.
"now, how about we take those pictures?" he helped you off the counter.
"just wait, i'm going to put my shirt on."
that smirk on his face... makes you even more attracted to him.
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voicemails nishimura riki leaves you while he’s on tour — fluff, established relationship, tiny bit of angst
heeseung | jay | jake | sunghoon | sunoo | jungwon | NI-KI
one. it’s only been a day. i miss you already.
two. the hyungs told me i’ve been smiling a lot more than usual. hm, i wonder what could be the reason why? they told me it’s because of you. what do you think? (laughing) i think they’re right. you just make me smile without doing anything. even if it’s just the thought of you.
three. goodnight—wait fuck what time is it for you right now? i keep forgetting we’re on different timezones. this is torture.
four. i listen to our shared playlist all the time. this way, it feels like you’re closer to me. whatever! love you babe.
five. all i have to do is think about you and i’m not so tired anymore.
six. hey dumbass, i got you something. but only because you’ll complain if i don’t get you anything. so, like the greatest boyfriend that i am, i bought you something from each city. i know, i’m the best, no need to remind me. just wait a little more, okay? i’ll be with you again soon.
seven. pssst loser. i’m going to the museum today, wish i could’ve gone with you. not that i’m trying to touch your heart or anything, i just know you love going to museums and you’ll be complaining to me about how i went without you. ah, but the prettiest piece of art is back home, no? i wonder how it’s doing. how are you doing?
eight. jake hyung keeps teasing me because i won’t stop talking about you. i don’t even realize i’m talking about you so much, but he told me i was down horrendous. so what if i am? i’m just a boy in love for the first time. wait, unhear that. oh my god, you’re gonna tease me non-stop, aren’t you? unhear it.
nine. we were practicing just a little bit earlier today as our surprise song, and it made me think of you. i’ll sing you a little as a lullaby so you’ll stop asking me to sing to you. just repeat this voicemail when you need it.
ten. hi, i love you. (yawning) i’m so sleepy i think i’ll fall asleep now. call me in the morning. i miss you.
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twizzle into my heart — nishimura riki
synopsis. Falling in love when your sport is your top priority is hard, and nobody knows this better than you and Nishimura Riki. You two tried to make it work, but things didn't end up like you both wanted it to. But, when you and Riki cross paths again 4 years later at 4 Continents, old feelings resurface, and you find that Nishimura Riki comes twizzling straight into your heart once again.
genre. fluff, angst, exes to friends to lovers, slowburn, figure skating au
warnings. swearing, mentions of injury, riki is 21, reader is 21. both riki and reader compete for japan, set during the 2026/2027 figure skating season
wordcount. 25.4k (whoops)
author’s note. it's finally here :) timh! rikiyn will forever hold a very very special place in my heart and i !!! hope you love them as much as i do :,) here's a playlist i made if you'd like to listen to the songs i listened to while reading !! i hope you all enjoy reading and i love getting feedback and comments so pls lmk ur thoughts on this !! ^_^ i hope you love it
ONE. harder than a quad axel
When it comes to love, Nishimura Riki is no stranger to getting hurt.
Being a competitive athlete whilst trying to find love at the same time is surprisingly hard, he’s realised over his 21 years of existence. Figure skating is his career, it’s his life – but most of the people he’s ever been with never seem to understand the dedication he has for the sport.
Riki thinks that skating is what makes him whole. If he didn’t have the ice, he’d feel like a part of him would be missing.
On his list of priorities, skating comes on top of the podium. Love is left with 2nd place, a silver medal. Nobody he’s ever liked has ever come close to understanding how Riki can’t put love above figure skating.
Nobody until he met you.
He had met you at Junior Nationals 7 years ago, when you were sitting in the stands, watching the women’s free skate. He was sitting next to you, and you had decided to start a conversation with him. He learnt that you were a pairs skater, partnered with Takahashi Keiji, one of Riki’s old friends from primary school.
You two had gotten lost in your conversation, completely forgetting about the performances in front of you. Talking to you was fun, and Riki found that he enjoyed your presence. A lot.
It wasn’t long before you and Riki got closer. Every time that you both had spare time (which, to be fair, wasn’t often), you two would hang out together, going to various cafes and talking for hours and hours on end. You and Riki would also go to arcades, where you watched as he played with multiple claw machines, and he gave you one of the Hello Kitty plushies that he won.
Everyone knew that you and Riki were bound to have developed feelings for each other. It was just a matter of time before you two realised, and when you two finally did, your friends both wasted no time on telling you both to just confess.
Even though you had a feeling that Riki liked you back, you were always too scared to tell him about your feelings. But, when Taki blurted it out in front of the both of you accidentally during a training session, it led to you both confessing your feelings to each other – after all, it was all out in the open now.
You both swear that Taki did it on purpose, but the boy still maintains his innocence.
You two had both established early on in your relationship that your careers were important, and skating was of the utmost importance to the both of you. Riki was elated to have finally found someone who understood how he felt. You two know better than anyone that finding love is hard when figure skating is the most important thing in your life – and you have never felt luckier than to find someone like Nishimura Riki.
Despite spending most of your time training, you and Riki managed to squeeze in dates whenever you both had a free spot in your packed timetable. From going to the arcade, walking around busy shopping malls or relaxing picnics in the park, every single moment you could share with Riki was special.
But then came the transition into seniors.
Competing in seniors added more pressure for the two of you. You two forced yourselves to train more, reducing the little time that you two had to spend together to practically almost none. Even phone calls and text messages between you two were rare – and when Riki had spare time, you were busy, and vice versa. It was clear to your friends that you both did not have any time for your relationship anymore, and the best decision was probably to end it before one of you got hurt.
Riki was scared. Scared of losing the best thing that’s ever happened to him — he didn’t want to lose you. He wanted you in his life.
But after weeks after weeks of him bailing on you for training, and weeks after weeks of you bailing on him for training, you two know that at this point, there was no relationship between you two. It was like you two had already broken up for months. You two just had to have a conversation to make the split official.
And that conversation happened when Riki was entering the rink for training, and when you and Keiji were leaving it. You had stopped him for a few minutes, and it was like Riki already knew what was coming.
“We both know that we’re too busy and focused on skating to be together.” you said, and Riki agreed. You two had tried your best to make it work — but your dedication to skating was just more… important. You both understood that.
“Yeah. I agree. So… I guess this is it, isn’t it?” Riki bites the inside of his cheek. He knows this is right, but he can’t help but feel upset about it. You were his girlfriend for 2 years — and the relationship was really going to end with a conversation that took less than five minutes.
“I guess so… um… I’m really sorry.” you say, and Riki nods, giving you a small smile. “I get it. You get it too. We have other priorities.”
You smile, nodding at him. “We’ll still be friends, hmm?”
“Are you joking? Of course.”
“I’ll see you around.” you stand there looking at each other for a few seconds until you pull Riki into a hug — one that he knows shouldn’t feel awkward, but somehow it does.
Maybe because he knows that it’s a goodbye hug.
“Thanks. For… everything.”
“You too.” Riki says, when you two separate. “Uh… I gotta go. Coach is waiting for me.” he says, and you nod. “Of course. Have a nice practice.” you say with a smile, before turning around to catch up with Keiji.
With a conversation that lasts no less than 5 minutes, Nishimura Riki’s first and only relationship ends.
Riki is off focus for the entire training session, and even weeks after that. His jump landings are shaky, he falls more often, and even his coach mentions to him that she doesn’t feel like he’s fully… there.
He can’t stop thinking about how he could’ve lost his one and only chance at love.
He knows he’s young, and it’s a little dramatic to say — but who would fall in love with him when they know that he cares more about his sport?
It was different, because you were a skater, so you understood how he felt and agreed with him. But he knows not many people are willing to make sacrifices — and he understands.
Love is complicated.
It is even more complicated for someone like Riki.
Ever since he was young, Riki had always wanted to fall in love. His parents are still happily together, seemingly falling more in love as each day goes by. His older sister has seemed to find “the one” too, and his younger sister’s crush seems to be liking her back, from what he’s heard from her (and also from how he’s seen the boy look at his little sister when Riki goes to pick her up from school.)
But for Riki, who is the unlucky one in the family, falling in love is harder than landing a quadruple axel.
And Riki can’t even land that jump without falling yet. He’s a quarter off on rotation, so he’s getting there — but for love? Oh, Riki is way more than a quarter off.
Riki likens his love life to be a triple axel he’s going for, but then he pops it. A popped jump is a very good way to describe Riki’s love life. Going for it, realising it’s something that can’t be done without hurting himself (but in the case of love, hurting the other person), then backing away.
So, Riki decides that he’ll put love on hold for the meantime. But, it doesn’t stop him from getting a little bit jealous when he sees all his friends in happy relationships.
He wants someone who understands his dedication to the sport and encourages him too.
And that someone is you.
But, he’s very clearly lost his chance now. Your breakup was mutual — there was no animosity about it, but neither of you had taken up the offer of staying as friends.
Riki waited for you to text, and you never did. Little did Riki know that you were also waiting for him to text… and he didn’t either.
You two didn’t really talk much after that. And you didn’t end up seeing him much either, unless it was very briefly at competitions, since half a year after your breakup, you and Keiji had moved to Canada to train. But, Riki did see how you and Keiji had gotten better and better after the coaching change, and he was proud of you two for gaining such amazing scores and delivering such wonderful programs.
You could say the same about Riki too — you watched his skating online, and every single skate of his seemed to be better than the last.
Slowly but surely, you two got over each other. It wasn’t easy for you, and it wasn’t for Riki either. But you two did what you knew best to try and forget.
To skate.
The thought of love just completely slips from Riki’s mind after a few months. His whole world is skating now, and he’s quite okay with that. Love is put on pause, for Riki. And he doesn’t know if he’ll press play any time soon.
It’s just that love never seems to come at the right time for Riki. Love seems to be far away, out of reach, and something that Riki can only dream of experiencing.
Love has no time for Riki, and he does not have time for love either.
TWO. 4 continents, 4 years
“That’s a flutz. Do it again, Riki.”
Nagai Hikari, Riki’s figure skating coach, stands on the other side of the boards, eyes scrutinising Riki’s every move. Her eyes are narrowed into slits as her eyes lock in on the blades on Riki’s boots.
He takes off into a lutz, arms outstretched above his head to do a rippon. Hikari nods in satisfaction when she sees that Riki uses the correct edge on takeoff. “Better.” she says.
Riki has worked with Hikari for years — and she is not a woman who gives out too many compliments. Short and simple is the way she does it, but Riki knows that she cares.
Such as when Riki won his first senior competition. Riki had never seen her so happy. She actually had a bright smile on her face — one that Riki had never seen before.
Riki holds his hand up to tell Hikari that he’ll be taking a short break, and she nods. Riki skates up to the boards, where he sees Taki and Yuma sitting down on the bench, taking off their off-ice shoes.
“Riki with the rippons,” Taki says in his best impression of a commentator’s voice when he notices Riki. “They might as well just rename it to like… Nishimuras.”
“I would be on board with that.” Yuma pipes up.
“Stop,” Riki says.
“It’s your thing, okay?” Taki says, skating onto the rink. “That’s why they call you Riki with the rippons. You have your thing, I have mine.”
Riki skates alongside Taki, Yuma catching up with the both of them when he’s done lacing up his own skates. The three had gotten assigned the 3 spots Japan had for 4 Continents, with all three of them doing pretty well at Nationals. Riki had gotten assigned a spot at the World Championships next month as well, making the boy extra busy.
The short program was tomorrow, and Riki felt that he was quite confident in his ability to do well. If he landed all his jumps cleanly, Riki thinks that he has quite a good shot at leading in the short.
“Are you nervous?” Riki asks Yuma, whilst Taki skates away from the group to practise his jumps. From the corner of his eye, Riki sees Taki land a quad loop. Surprisingly, the loop is Taki’s favourite jump – Riki’s is the salchow, which Taki absolutely despises doing.
“Kinda. First Four Continents… I’m bound to be a little nervous.” Yuma chuckles, and Riki nods, patting the boy on his back in reassurance. “You’ll do great, don’t worry.”
“Riki, run through your short program again.” The sharp voice of Hikari catches Riki’s attention, and the tall boy nods. “Duty calls.” Riki says to Yuma, who nods.
The music to Riki’s short program plays, and as if it’s instinct, his arms move exactly the way they’re supposed to, his feet carrying him across the rink — there’s not a single thought in Riki’s mind. It’s all muscle memory now, considering the amount of times he’s done the program.
He’s got a quadruple lutz lined up first, and he steps out of the jump. Hikari presses her lips together as Riki makes a mental note to make sure to land the lutz well. He’s always been able to land this one cleanly in the free skate — but in the short program, the quad toeloop has not been his friend at all.
He takes off into a quadruple salchow-triple toeloop combination jump, landing it cleanly. He hears a few cheers from the audience, and the sound of camera shutters going off from the photographers there.
Hikari gives him a satisfactory nod from behind the boards.
The rest of Riki’s runthrough of his program is executed well enough to meet Hikari’s high standards. Soon enough, they’re all told to leave the rink since practice time is over, and the ice dancers will have to use the rink.
Riki puts his skate guards on, sitting down on the bench next to Taki. “Oh, and before I forget to ask you, do you wanna go to lunch with the rest of us? The whole 4CC team is going, with the exception of Sakura and Fuma, ‘cause they’re practising.”
Riki shrugs, taking off his skates to change into his regular sports shoes. “Sure. Where are we going?”
“Kazuha found this nice restaurant nearby the arena,” Yuma chimes in. He puts his skates into his bag, standing up to wait for the two other boys to finish putting their skates away. “Let’s leave our bags in the locker room and go. I think Kazuha, Mina and Yuta are already there.”
“I’m going to get changed.” Riki says, getting up from the bench and heading towards the changing room. He’s sweating after practice, and he’d much rather go out in fresh clothes than wear what he’s got on now. Taki and Yuma follow him not long after, and Riki changes into a black hoodie and a pair of jeans, spraying some cologne on as well.
He brushes his bangs out of his eyes as he takes his wallet and phone out of his bag, shoving them into his pockets. “You ready?” he asks Yuma and Taki, who have also changed. The two boys nod, and they all head out of the changing room.
“Where’s the restaurant again?” Taki asks Yuma, who’s got the location entered into the GPS on his phone. “A five minute walk from here.” Taki replies, and he walks in the direction of where the GPS tells him to go, and the two boys follow him.
Soon enough, the three boys arrive at the restaurant, telling the front of house staff Kazuha’s name, since she was the one who booked. The staff member takes them to their table, and Riki greets everyone before sitting down next to Taki.
But, when he turns his head, he sees Keiji sitting just one seat away from him, with the one next to Riki being empty.
“Hey, who joined us?”
Riki knows exactly who that voice belongs to, and he turns his head slowly to meet eyes with you.
Everyone at the table immediately goes silent as you and Riki stare at each other for a few seconds, neither of you moving. Riki lets out a shaky breath as he looks at you — he hasn’t really seen you at all since the breakup.
“Hey.” You’re the first to speak.
Riki gulps. “Hey.”
You awkwardly slide into your seat next to Riki, and he sees Yuta wiggling his eyebrows at him, and Riki makes a mental note to send him a text message with many middle finger emojis later.
You haven’t seen Riki in a long time. He’s grown taller, way taller than you last saw him, and he’s now got dyed blonde streaks in his dark hair. It looks good on him — he looks good. As Riki talks to the others, you can’t help but stare at him. There’s a couple silver necklaces he’s wearing around his neck, and you’re sitting close enough to him to realise that he’s still wearing the cologne that you had recommended to him years ago.
“So…” Kazuha starts. “How’s Bisco?”
Riki’s eyes light up at the mention of his dog, and Hitomi notices that there’s a fond smile on your lips when you hear him talk about Bisco. After all, you did frequent Riki’s house when you two were together, and had formed a close bond with Bisco.
Riki never told you (and doesn’t plan on telling you) but after your breakup, Bisco would often sit by the door, waiting to see if you’d show up.
And you never did.
“Good,” Riki says. “I’ll go back home to see him after the competition. I try to go back as much as I can since it’s only a 4 hour train ride from Nagoya to Okayama, but — training kinda steals most of the time I have.”
“Oh, so you found out Bisco’s gender now?” you ask, absentmindedly — you don’t realise the words slip past your lips until Riki replies. “Uh, yeah. Konon told me, actually.” he chuckles awkwardly.
The tension between you and Riki is so thick that you could cut it with a knife. You didn’t think that seeing him would be this awkward, since you two had ended things amicably — but now that you’re seeing him for the first time after the breakup, you really don’t know what to say to him.
“Awks.” Taki whispers into Riki’s ear, and Riki rolls his eyes, nudging him on the arm. “Ow,” Taki says dramatically, clutching the spot where Riki had elbowed him. “That really hurt.”
“Sure it did.”
The lunch goes well for the most part, with Mina catching you and Riki sneaking glances at each other when one of you isn’t looking. There’s a sneaky grin on her lips as she watches the scene play out before her. You’re awkwardly taking a sip of your tea, whilst Riki is trying to do everything in his power to stop himself from trying to steal another glance at you. “They should talk.” Mina whispers into Kazuha’s ear.
“Keiji, practice is in an hour.” you tell your partner, and he checks the time. “Shit, right. Um, guys, we’ll have to leave soon for the official practice.” Keiji announces to the group, and Yuma nods.
“Let’s just all leave, then. We’re all done with eating.” Yuma says, and Riki nods. The boy stands up, looking at the time on his phone as you catch a glimpse of his lockscreen, and it’s of Bisco having Riki’s Worlds gold medal hung around his neck.
A smile spreads across your lips as you catch sight of the photo. “That’s cute.”
Once again, the words slip out before you realise you say them. “Sorry. Caught sight of your lock screen.” you say, and Riki shrugs.
“It’s alright.” he says, and you two just stand there awkwardly, looking at each other — you both don’t even realise that everyone’s gone to the cashier to pay (even if they all did it purposely just to get you two to talk in private.)
“So… how have you been?” you ask, attempting to start a conversation. “I’m good. Just training a lot… you know how I am,” Riki says, and you nod. “How about you? How’s Canada?”
“Oh, it’s nice there. Really cold in the winter.” you say. “Colder than Japan?” he asks, and you nod. “Sometimes. Oh, and I forgot to say — congrats on gold at Worlds last year. You did really great.”
Riki smiles at you. It’s a smile that you didn’t know you missed until you saw it again. “Thanks. I saw you there, I think — just didn’t get a chance to say hi. I’ve seen you at many competitions, briefly, actually. Just… the opportunity never came up.”
“Yeah. I saw you too. I was in the bleachers, actually. Umm… yeah, you did really great. You’ve come so far. Super proud of you.” you say, offering him a smile. “We haven’t talked in so long. How long has it been?”
“4 years, I think.” Riki replies.
“Right. 4 years… 4 Continents.” you quip, and Riki tilts his head, looking at you with an amused smile.
“Good one.”
You know it wasn’t really a good one. More of a lame joke, compared to the ones that you had told him before when you two were dating.
“Thanks.” you say, shoving your hands into the pockets of your jacket. “We should probably… go. They’re all gone.” you say, and Riki nods.
“Right. Yeah. Don't leave anything behind.” he says, not forgetting about your terrible habit of losing things often. He’ll never forget the day when you nearly forgot your skate bag in the bus that you two were riding on to get to the rink — thank god he was there to remind you to pick it up.
“Yeah. I won’t.” you say, checking the table once more. Riki remembering that about you makes you feel a little bit happy, somehow. To you, it shows that he didn’t really forget about you, despite not having seen or talked to you for 4 years.
You follow Riki as you two both make your way towards the cashier, Taki looking at Riki expectantly. “So… did you guys kiss?”
“What the fuck?” Riki asks his friend. “You think I’m going to see my ex girlfriend after 4 years and after maybe a… 5 minute conversation, we’re going to kiss?”
“You’re unpredictable. And you two also broke up in less than 5 minutes, so… yeah. Maybe.”
“You’re insane, Taki.”
“Are you guys going to go back to the hotel?” Sakura asks Riki, Yuma and Taki. The men’s single skating practices were officially done for the day — meaning Riki could just go back to his hotel room, flop onto the bed and sleep.
“Uh… yeah. Probably.” Yuma says. “Do you guys have any plans?”
“I’m going to watch the pairs practice.” Kazuha pipes up. “You guys are more than welcome to tag along so we can watch (Name), Keiji, Mina and Yuta if you’d like.”
“Might go take a shower before I come join you.” Taki says, and Yuma nods in agreement. “Yeah. And I’m sure Riki would love to tag along as well.” he says, and Riki knows that Yuma’s just enunciating the word ‘love’ to piss him off.
“Yeah, I’ll come.” he says.
“Nice,” Keiji says. “See you later.”
The group splits up, with Riki, Taki and Yuma walking back to the hotel, and Hitomi, Kazuha, Mina, Yuta, Keiji and you heading to the arena. But before Riki gets far away enough, you call out his name.
“Hey, Riki?”
The boy turns his head to look at you.
“It was nice seeing you again.”
You leave before he can respond.
THREE. 3LzTh
Riki heads to the arena with his hair still damp.
Not the best idea in cold weather, but he makes do. He shoves his wallet into the pockets of his jeans, Taki trailing behind him.
“How was seeing (Name) again?” Taki asks, a smirk on his lips. “I know you’re trying to piss me off, and it won’t work. She’s just a teammate now.” Riki says, shrugging.
Huh. Riki doesn’t realise that you are just a teammate now until he says those words out loud. Over the years, he’s always thought of you as something more — you mean (or rather, meant) a lot to him.
But he hasn’t talked to you in 4 years, and a lot can change in 4 years. You two might as well be strangers with a lot of history. “Ouch. Not even friends?” Taki asks.
“Things are a lot different compared to when we were 17,” Riki says. “Plus, I’ve only had one conversation with her since the breakup. Let’s take things slow, okay?”
“Just saying, I think you two might end up falling in love again.”
“You’re being ridiculous. Based on what? A 5 minute conversation?”
“Based on how I feel like you’ve never really been over her. Let's face the facts here, Riki. You haven’t even tried to find someone else after your relationship with (Name). Not even a single thought about being in a relationship with anyone else has crossed your mind.”
“Because I’m focusing on skating.” Riki replies.
“Or are you using that as a lame excuse because you know deep inside the only one who will ever be able to have your heart is (Name)?”
Riki blocks out what Taki says. He’s done with having the older boy meddle in his dating life, even if it is what got you and him together. Riki is over you. He is sure of it.
He enters the arena, sitting down next to Kazuha. “So…”
“Is this conversation going to be about (Name)?” he asks, and Kazuha shakes her head rapidly. “No, no, no.” she replies, but Riki knows that the girl is lying.
“Then what is it about?” he asks, and Kazuha doesn’t say anything.
“Uh… I forgot. Slipped my mind!” she says quickly, before reverting her focus back onto the ice. Riki sees you and Keiji prepare to do a throw jump, and he doesn’t know why Riki feels this sudden sense of dread.
It’s the same kind of dread he felt every single time when he watched you and Keiji practice in the rink when you two were together, and whenever Riki felt that terrible emotion, you would fall.
And Riki is right. You’re barely a quarter of a rotation off, and you find yourself landing harshly on the ice. On instinct, Riki stands up abruptly from his seat, his eyes wide with worry. He doesn’t notice how Taki and Kazuha share a knowing smile.
“She’ll be okay, Riki.” Kazuha tells him. Riki looks at you on the ice, still not having gotten up. He squints to try and examine your expression to see if it is one of pain — and it is then when Riki realises he can’t read you like he used to anymore.
Things have changed too much for Riki’s liking.
But this is what happens when people break up. He accepted this fact so long ago, but why has it all changed suddenly when he sees you again?
You no longer make his heart skip a beat whenever he sees you. Surely, that is the telltale sign that he is over you by now.
He sits back down with an inscrutable expression. Of course it is normal to care for you when he sees that you might be injured, is it not? But this feeling seems to be a little bit more than that — something that Riki cannot find an explanation for at this point in time.
Perhaps he should just let that thought go and watch the practice. “Don’t be worried. (Name) is strong.” Taki says.
It’s exactly the same thing he told Riki 5 years ago when he saw you and Keiji practising a triple lutz throw. Riki remembers being so scared that Keiji would throw you across the ice so carelessly — but he knows that you trust Keiji.
So in turn, he supposes that he should trust Keiji.
He watches as you and Keiji do a side by side triple loop, Riki holding his breath for the entirety of the time he sees you in the air. When you land the jump cleanly, he lets out a sigh of relief.
Riki realises that the last time he saw you skate in person was just before you two broke up. He didn’t watch your performances even when you two were at the same competitions, because he was too busy preparing for his own performances.
It’s funny, how he could’ve seen you so many times after the breakup — but there is some sort of force separating you from each other, and only bringing you two back together again now.
Taki claims that your relationship with Riki was a right person, wrong time situation. And in some ways, Riki agrees. He does know that you are the right person for him, but he doesn’t think he is the right person for you.
He watches you practice silently, thoughts of his previous relationship with you running rampant in his mind. He is over you, he reminds himself. That heart-stopping feeling he always got whenever you smiled at him, the butterflies in his stomach, and the instantaneous smile that spread across his lips at the sight of you are now all gone. Riki is just reminiscing over the happy memories he had with you, there’s nothing wrong with that.
And reminiscing over happy memories doesn’t sound like being in love at all, Riki thinks. Jokes on you, Taki.
When the official practice is over, he heads to the vending machine, wanting to buy himself some coffee. When he gets there, he sees you, standing there as well, seemingly fishing through your wallet for coins.
“Hey,” he says, and you look up, a smile gracing your lips when you realise who it is. “Hey. You came.” you breathe out.
“I did,” Riki says, rubbing the nape of his neck. “You guys did great. Did the fall hurt?” he asks, remembering the hard fall you had on the triple lutz throw. You shrug, chuckling. “Nothing I’m not used to.”
“Mmm. Make sure to ice it when you get back to the hotel.” he says, pressing the buttons on the vending machine, then slotting in the coins. He takes the coffee out of the slot, handing it to you.
He still remembers which one you like.
“Take it.”
“Riki, it’s okay — I can just pay for my own.” you say, shaking your head. Your words only prompt the boy to hold the drink out closer to you, and you take it in your hands. “You sure?”
“I wouldn’t give it to you if I wasn’t, (Name).” he says, running his fingers through his hair. He presses another button on the vending machine, paying for his own drink then taking it out of the slot.
“I owe you one,” you say, and Riki shakes his head. “You don’t owe me anything. Just think of it as a gift.”
“A coffee from a vending machine as a gift?” you ask, laughing. “I’ll treat you to coffee when we’re back in Japan.”
Riki tilts his head, raising an eyebrow. “You and Keiji aren’t going back to Canada? Worlds is soon.”
“Worlds is in Saitama this year. Figured it’d be easier, and Hikari’s letting us train at your rink for a bit until Worlds is over.” you say.
So Riki will have plenty of chances to see you again.
“Oh, that’s really nice. Let’s try and find a time where we can both make it.”
The last sentence Riki says seems like a little bit of an insult — when he didn’t mean it in that way at all. He hopes he didn’t sound like he was blaming you for the breakup. It was a poor choice of words, given the situation that you two had been through.
“I didn’t mean it like that, by the way. I just meant in general, we should both be free for a… longer period of time when we go to the coffee shop.” Riki hurriedly tries to explain, and you shake your head, chuckling.
“Relax, I didn’t take it like that. Plus, we both know that the timing just wasn’t right.” you say, and Riki nods. “Yeah. We both know that.” he gulps.
“Right.”
The atmosphere suddenly feels very tense.
“I better uh… get going.” you say, awkwardly smiling at him. “Thank you for the coffee, Riki. Let’s talk more later?”
“Sure, of course. Um… you have my number.”
“Yeah. Unless you’ve changed it, or something.” you say, and Riki shakes his head. “Just the same. Yours?”
“Uh… same. It’s LINE, so… didn’t have to change much when I moved to Canada.” you say, and Riki nods. “Right, right. Um… I’ll see you.” he says, giving you a wave goodbye, before you two awkwardly part ways.
You turn your head to look back to see if he’s also looking back. He’s not, so you just turn back around.
As if you two are fated to just have the wrong timing, Riki looks back the exact moment you turn your head back around.
FOUR. zamboni
Today is the day of the men’s short program.
Riki doesn’t feel his best today. Something just feels off — maybe it’s because he went out with damp hair in cold weather and he’s catching a cold, but he certainly hopes that’s not the case.
He chugs some water before he goes to line up, preparing for the 6 minute warmup, unaware that you and Keiji are seated in the bleachers as spectators. You’re dressed in a black puffer jacket that you’ve had since you were 15 – really, you’re still not quite sure how you’re still able to fit in it, but it’s comfortable and keeps you warm. Keiji looks over at you, noticing your eyes scanning the arena for any sight of Riki.
“Are you looking for someone?” Keiji asks, and you cross your arms, frowning. “No,” you mumble, biting on the inside of your cheek.
Of course, Keiji doesn’t believe you. He likes to think that he knows you better than most people, considering how you two have been paired together for nearly 10 years.
“You can’t lie to me, (Name).” Keiji chuckles, and you avert your gaze from him. “You can be honest with me, you know? I mean… we live together, I throw you up into the air every single day and catch you while skating on frozen water — that at least shows that you trust me with your life, which in turn, means that you can trust me with whatever feelings you have toward your ex boyfriend, who also happens to be my friend from primary school.”
“I forgot you and Riki went to the same primary school,” you say, burying your face in your hands. “And I don’t have any… feelings towards him.”
“So you’re saying when you see Riki, your mind goes blank? Not a single thought inside of that brain of yours?”
“No, you idiot. But like… I don’t know what I’m feeling.”
Seeing Riki after 4 years has made some feelings that you had made yourself forget about long ago resurface, and now that they’re all out in the open, you don’t know what to do with them. It’s not like you’re still in love with Riki, but seeing him again makes you think of all the times when you were in love with him.
Moments like showing up late to practice due to staying a little too long at the arcade with more plushies in your arms than the amount that people throw onto the rink when you skate. Or moments like getting scolded by your coaches, who tell you that being late is not acceptable, and smiling at each other secretly, trying not to laugh while they tell you off. Moments like running to hug each other after getting your scores at the Kiss and Cry, both holding each other so tight you both feel like suffocating.
Some part of you feels like you miss those moments.
But looking at the ice, you realise that you don’t think you can have those moments anymore. They are just memories now, memories that you hold near and dear to your heart.
Because even whilst Riki is in the arena, he’s never felt further away.
Things with Riki are awkward. It’s not like he’s unwilling to become close with you again, and it’s not like you are either — but there’s just so much history between you two, things just can’t be smoothed over this easily, unlike the zambonis on the rink that smooth over the ice.
“Things are just complicated, Keiji,” you sigh, pursing your lips. “As much as I’d like things to be back to the way they were, we’ve both changed too much over the years.”
“Woah, woah, woah.” Keiji’s eyes widen in surprise, as you look at him confused. “Back to the way things were? Like… when you two were dating? Kissing? Showing so much PDA I nearly threw up on the rink?”
“No!” you say quickly, and Keiji notices the defensiveness in your voice. “Just… when we were friends. When things weren’t awkward between Riki and I. I’ll figure everything out, okay? I just don’t know when.”
“Huh.” Keiji furrows his eyebrows. “I think you’ll figure things out sooner than you think.”
“Why’d you say that?”
“No reason.” Keiji struggles to hide the smile on his lips.
“Please welcome the next group of skaters to the ice.” the commentator says, and when Riki skates out onto the ice, you immediately spot him.
But that’s not just because of your shared history together — Riki stands at 6’0, towering over all the other skaters. It’s pretty impossible to not spot him. Keiji carefully examines your expression as your eyes follow Riki’s figure as he skates across the ice.
Riki’s skating second in his group, and you watch as he takes off into a triple axel. The landing is a little shaky, and you notice him coughing slightly after he lands the jump.
“Is Riki sick?” you ask Keiji, who shrugs. “Not sure. Why’d you ask?”
“He’s coughing.”
“Could have choked on air. I do that all the time.”
Soon enough, the 6 minute warmup is over, and Riki leaves the rink. “Are you worried about him or something?” Keiji asks, and you bite the inside of your cheek.
The music for the first skater in the group starts. “If he’s sick, it’ll be hard for him to compete.” you mumble.
The first skater lands a triple axel, the crowd clapping as you and Keiji join in as well. “Riki’s strong. He can take care of himself.” Keiji says.
“I know.” you say, and then you wince when the skater falls pretty hard on a quadruple flip. “Ouch.”
The skater’s program goes relatively well for the most part, except for the hard fall on the flip. You tap your foot rhythmically on the floor, nervously waiting for Riki to skate onto the rink.
That skater is placed 8th after the short program, it’s announced. Then, Riki skates onto the ice.
There’s a strange twinge in your heart when you see Riki skate out onto the ice. His costume is gorgeous — the shirt is flowy, with sequin details on it. He brushes his bangs out of his eyes before skating to the centre of the rink, getting into his starting position.
“Try not to fall in love.” Keiji whispers in your ear.
You glare at him, elbowing him. “Shut up.”
The music starts, Riki skating across the rink elegantly. You just realised that you haven’t seen Riki skate in person in 4 years, since you never really got the chance to watch him skate even when you two were at the same competition.
The timing was never right. It never seems to be when it comes to you and Riki.
And at that thought, Riki takes off into the quadruple lutz, and he steps out of the jump. You see the disappointment in his face as he continues skating, and you frown.
“You’ve got this,” you mumble. Stepping out is better than a fall, at least — but you can tell something is stopping Riki from skating at his best. He doesn’t seem to be in the best condition today.
Then, he takes off into the triple axel. He lands it, and you clap loudly — Keiji looks at you, amused, but you’re too focused on Riki to care.
Riki’s spins are always gorgeous. They always have been. It takes you back to the times when you two would practise on the same rink, you watching Riki spin from behind the boards, completely mesmerised.
The last jumping pass is a quadruple salchow-triple toeloop, and Riki barely hangs onto the toeloop. You’re glad that he didn’t fall, and all the jumps are done now — so now all he has to do is skate the rest of the elements well.
Riki has always delivered in terms of artistry and expression. Today is obviously no exception, despite him being a little off today.
When he finishes his program, the crowd cheers, and you and Keiji clap loudly. “Let’s go, Riki!” Keiji says, even though he knows that Riki can’t hear him. Riki bows to the audience, picking up a couple of stuffed toys that some audience members had thrown to him.
“He did good.” you say, and Keiji nods.
“I think that’ll put him in 1st for now. The step out and barely hanging on for the toe loop will cost him, but… there’s 4 more to go, so.” Keiji replies, and you press your lips together in a thin line as you wait for Riki’s score to be called out.
Seated in the Kiss and Cry, Riki sighs. He’s not happy with his performance today. He thinks he’s getting sick, and that definitely affected his performance. “You seem off today.” Hikari tells him.
“Think I’m catching a cold.” he replies, and his coach looks at him with concern. “Go back to the hotel immediately after. Take some Vitamin C supplements, then go get some sleep. I’ll get someone to take some medicine to your room.”
“Thanks, Hikari.” Riki says, a grateful smile gracing his lips. The woman just nods, and Riki turns to grab one of the plushies that he had placed next to him on the bench.
Like Keiji predicted, Riki does go into the lead after that skate. But he knows it won’t last for long after the next 4 skates if they all skate clean. Riki knows that he’ll just have to make it up in the free program, but first, he’s got to focus on getting rid of this cold before it can properly hit him.
Riki leaves the Kiss and Cry, going to the locker room to get changed.
He’s unaware about Hikari messaging Keiji about getting some medicine for Riki, and as Keiji replies back, a small smirk makes its way onto his lips. When he sends the message back, Keiji turns to look at you.
“Hikari wants you to help her do something.”
FIVE. rushed entries
You find yourself with a shopping bag, being told to head up to Riki’s hotel room. He’s sick, Keiji tells you.
Exactly like you thought.
You buy more than you think he needs. There’s 2 packs of lozenges, a few cans of the corn soup that you remember that he likes, some instant noodles, a few boxes of tissues and some cold medicine. You also put in a warm blanket that you had brought with you from Canada — you figure that he needs it more than you do.
You knock on the door, and you hear Riki’s footsteps approach. He swings open the door, and he looks tired. His nose is a little bit red, probably from blowing his nose.
“(Name)?” he asks, surprised that you’re here. His voice is a little croaky, and you frown.
“Hikari says you’re sick,” you mumble. “I came by to give this to you.”
“Oh,” Riki says. “Thank you.”
“Um… you did well today.” you say. It’s still awkward between you and Riki, and you’re trying to fill the terrible silence with some sort of conversation. “Nice triple axel.”
“Thanks,” he chuckles, but then he covers his mouth with his hand to cough. “Sorry. I think I’ve got a cold.”
“It’s okay. Um…” you don’t know whether you should stay or leave.
You and Riki stand there, looking at each other awkwardly. Riki thinks he should ask you to come in — but he’s sick, and your free skate is tomorrow. He can’t get you sick.
But you’re also looking expectantly at him, as if you want to come in. Riki can’t read you anymore, so he figures that maybe he should just take a leap of faith and ask.
“Do you wanna… come in?”
It takes you a few seconds to register what Riki had just asked you. “Oh! Um, yeah. Of course.”
“You don’t have to. I’m sick, and you’ve got a performance tomorrow.” he says, shrugging. You shake your head. “No, no. I want to.”
Riki opens the door a little wider for you to enter, and you walk inside his hotel room. The boy closes the door, setting the bag that you had brought him on the table. He takes the boxes of tissues out, and then he takes out a can of the soup that you had brought him.
“You remembered.” he says, turning around with a small smile on his lips.
“Yeah.” you breathe out, sitting down on the couch. “I remember we’d always go get that from the vending machine in winter. Warmed us up after practice.”
Riki nods. “Yeah. Thank you, by the way. This is really sweet of you.”
“It’s no problem,” you say. You get up from the couch, helping him take out some of the stuff in the bag. You place the box of tissues on his bedside counter, and you place the blanket on the edge of the bed. “I brought this blanket if you need it. It’s kinda cold, so.”
“Thanks,” Riki replies. He opens the can of soup, bringing it to his lips. The soup warms him up immediately, but also brings him back to the exact memory that you’d talked about a few minutes ago. You two would head to the vending machine, buying this small can of corn soup. It warms his heart that you still remember. “Still as good as it was before.”
“I’m glad.” you reply, and Riki takes the cold medicine before he heads over to his bed, draping the blanket over himself. You sit on the couch awkwardly, just looking at Riki.
“You wanna watch a movie?” he asks.
“Sure.”
“Come here,” he pats the empty spot on the bed next to him. “Or you don’t have to. It’s just… the TV isn’t exactly visible from the couch.”
“lt’s okay. I’ll come.” you say, and you walk towards Riki’s bed, climbing in next to him. You haven’t been this close with him since you two were together. It’s foreign yet familiar, and that confuses you.
“What’d you wanna watch?” he asks. You turn your head to look at him, and you realise that he’s much closer to you than you actually thought he was.
“Um…” you say, flustered. “You pick.”
“Your Name?” Riki suggests. “We always liked to watch that when we… um… yeah.”
Your Name was yours and Riki’s movie. Every single time you two had a movie night, you two would watch Your Name, huddled up on Riki’s couch, and Bisco would watch it with you both too. You’d think that after watching a movie so many times you’d get tired of it, but Your Name never got old for you and Riki.
It brings back a lot of memories. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”
Riki presses play. Gosh, he doesn’t know why he suggested Your Name. To be fair, it was the movie that you two always watched when you two were together — but bringing back old memories would make things awkward, and when Riki wants to become friends with you again, the worst thing to do is to bring back old memories.
But he can’t help it. You’re a familiar stranger to him now, and he doesn’t know what to do in situations like these. You’re so close, yet so far — Riki knows you, but he knows the you from 4 years ago. Who knows how much you’ve changed? Riki certainly doesn’t.
“Hah, his name’s Taki.” you pipe up, thinking of your friend Taki.
“I’ve never thought about it like that.” Riki chuckles. “Hopefully Taki meets his Mitsuha. Gosh, maybe then he’ll be less interested in my love life since he’s got his own.”
You laugh. Taki was the whole reason why you and Riki were able to confess your feelings to each other, so you do suppose that you should thank him.
You and Riki mostly watch the movie in silence. There’s occasional commentary from both of you, but you two are focused on the movie. It’s how it’s always been. You and Riki didn’t really like talking much when watching a movie — when you two were dating, he would just have his arms wrapped around you. He’d play with your hands, sometimes drawing little doodles on the inside of your palm with his finger.
The one part that has always gotten you and Riki emotional is when Taki writes ‘I love you’ instead of his own name. You remember both bawling your eyes out the first time you had watched the movie, finishing a whole box’s worth of tissues due to that one part.
“I’m going to cry,” you say. “We’ve watched this so many times, and I’ve never been able to control my emotions when it comes to this scene.”
“Don’t cry,” Riki says, looking at you. On instinct, he takes a hold of your hand to comfort you, and your eyes widen slightly. Fucking hell, Riki doesn’t know why he just did that.
But you’re now looking at him with an unreadable expression. You’ve never been this close to Riki ever since your breakup — your faces are mere inches apart. If you just leaned in a little… you shake your head in an attempt to rid yourself of the thought, but it stays ingrained into your mind. He lets go of your hand, and you don’t know if it’s the music in the background, the memories that the movie reminds you of, or what — but you feel the urge to just pull Riki close and kiss him.
Maybe your feelings aren’t completely gone.
Your eyes flicker to his lips, and Riki notices the look – it’s not very subtle at all. The boy doesn’t know what’s going to happen after this. Seeing you after 4 years has gone from awkward, to even more awkward, and now this. He doesn’t exactly know what this is, but he knows that something is going to change the entire trajectory of your relationship from here on out.
Riki is so beautiful. He’s always been beautiful.
“You got rid of your moles.” you hum.
“Yeah. I did.” he gulps.
“They were pretty.” you whisper.
You’re just saying whatever your mind’s thinking now. Nishimura Riki does tend to have that effect on you – blurting out whatever thought your mind has when it comes to him.
Riki’s cheeks flush a bright pink as you continue to admire his features. Riki is sick, and his main priority is getting better before tomorrow — but with the way that you’re looking at him right now, that priority has flown straight out the window.
Riki glances at the lanyard around your neck. It’s the one with your athlete details on it, telling everyone that you’re competing at 4 Continents. He supposes that you didn’t take it off before going to buy all that stuff for him. Then his eyes glance to your lips, and you know that Riki’s not trying to make it subtle.
You nod at him.
So he pulls you in by your lanyard, connecting your lips with his. It’s a terrible idea, in hindsight — considering he’s sick, and you’ve got a competition tomorrow, but neither of you seem to care. You can taste the minty flavour of the lozenge in Riki’s mouth from his lips, and his hand moves to cup your cheek.
It’s only when you’re kissing him do you realise how much you’ve missed Riki. Riki kisses you with such longing, and it makes you think that he’s missed you too. When you two pull apart for air, all you can do is look at him with an expression that Riki once again can't read. He simply stares at you, not knowing what to say. He doesn’t know if there is anything to say.
You don’t know if you want to say anything. You just want to kiss him again.
So you do.
You connect your lips with his once more, wrapping your arms around his neck. The movie is completely neglected now, the characters speaking just providing some background noise.
Riki was right. Something has changed the trajectory of your relationship completely — and it was a kiss. He’s very well aware that you two aren’t dating, and you two only saw each other again after 4 years three days ago. He should pull away, because he doesn’t know what this all is supposed to mean, but as your lips are on his, he realises that he doesn’t think he really cares.
Funnily enough, Riki doesn’t even think that he’s sick anymore.
SIX. 3A (fall, ur)
You wake up next to Riki.
You guess that you were just too tired to have returned to your own room last night. Riki looks so peaceful next to you, sleeping with a blanket draped over his body.
As you try to get up, Riki stirs, peeking one eye open. You just remembered that Riki was a light sleeper. “Hey…” you say, and he blinks to adjust to the light.
“Oh, morning.”
“Do you feel better?” you ask him, and he nods. “Cold medicine was good. So was the soup. And… oh.”
It seems like he just remembered the kiss. Or rather, kisses. It was a spur of the moment thing, and it’s not something that Riki regrets at all, but now it leaves a whole awkward conversation to be had with you about what it means for you and him now.
“So… about that. You know… kiss.” you awkwardly say.
“Yeah.”
“It was a… spur of the moment thing. We got caught up in our feelings.” you say, and Riki nods. “Yeah. That’s exactly what happened. I couldn’t have said it better.” he chokes out.
He’s over you.
You’re over him.
You’ll blame Your Name for making you think of all those memories of you and Riki when you two were a couple. That’s what led you two to end up kissing. You know that Riki will blame the movie too. It’s not that you two have any feelings left for each other – it’s been four years! Four years is definitely enough for both of you to move on.
“Did it mean anything?’ Riki asks.
“No,” you gulp. “Nothing at all.”
“Great. Glad we’re on the same page.” Riki grabs ahold of the water bottle placed on his bedside table. You nod at his words, eyes darting around to look at anywhere else but him. “Yeah. Let’s just… forget about this, okay? We’ll just put this all behind, it never happened, and… we’ll just be friends. We’re friends, right?”
“Yeah. Of course, we’re friends.” Riki breathes out shakily, and you give him a small, awkward smile. You and Riki are friends. You guys can go back to the way things were – before the relationship, and before that… kiss last night, provided that you both don’t continue to think about past memories.
“Let’s start over?”
“Yeah.” Riki replies. “Let’s start over.”
It’s fine. You’ll just forget about the kiss – it’s not going to be that hard to forget, right? You and Riki kissed when you two were together, it’s not like it’s any different. Except that it was 4 years after your breakup, and also a spur of the moment thing. You should stop thinking about it before it completely consumes your mind and knocks you off focus before your competition, so… you just lock that memory in a little box in your brain and throw away the key.
“Oh! My competition.” you say, suddenly being reminded. You have official practice in around an hour, leaving you with extremely limited time to get dressed. “You should go. Um… thank you for all the stuff, by the way.” Riki says, and you nod.
“No problem! I’ll see you later?” you ask, heading towards the door.
“Yeah!” Riki calls out after you, and you give him a quick wave before leaving the room.
Another five minute conversation leaves your dynamic with Riki changed once more. It seems like five minutes is the perfect amount of time for you both to make drastic, huge changes in terms of your relationship.
But Riki is so incredibly fucked.
Because one, he doesn’t think he can just forget what happened last night so easily. His worst trait is that he dwells on things a little too much – and oh, boy, Riki is going to dwell on this a lot. He’s never going to tell you this because you seem to feel regret about the whole kiss, but some words that he said in that 5 minute conversation he had with you are words that he doesn’t think he really means.
Yes, it was a spur of the moment thing. Yes, Riki got caught up in his feelings. But, that kiss did mean something to Riki. Taki was right. Riki’s not over you yet, and the fact that he realises this after only 3 days of seeing you again worries him a little.
Because how long has he been suppressing these feelings for? Or how long has he been neglecting how he feels, too busy focused on skating to even pay attention to the fact that he’s missed you? These feelings arising once more so quickly and so suddenly makes Riki scared.
Scared because Riki knows that you don’t feel the same way. You’re so quick to tell him that it meant nothing to you, so quick to leave, even if you did have a reason. So quick to tell him that you’d like to start over, and so quick to be able to get over him when his mind’s stuck on you.
Riki’s falling. And it’s not one of those falls where he thinks he can get up really fast from, like an underrotated triple axel that leads him to falling right on his ass.
He hurriedly runs to unplug his phone from the charging port, pressing on the call button on his cousin Rei’s contact. She picks up, incredibly quickly – no surprise there, since Rei’s eyes are always glued to her phone whenever he sees her.
“I’m so fucked, Rei.”
“I saw the tweets. Why didn’t you tell me you and your ex started talking again?” she says, and Riki furrows his eyebrows at her words. “What? How’d you know?”
“You really think none of your fans would take photos of you two talking at the vending machine inside the arena?” Rei chuckles. Riki sighs – Rei’s right. Rei was the one Riki always went to when he needed to ask for relationship advice, instead of Taki, who’s answer was always these two words: just kiss.
“So what problem do you have now? Did you guys kiss, and then one of you regretted it or something?”
Rei must be a psychic.
Riki’s silence gives Rei the answer she’s looking for, and Riki just hears her slam her hand on the table. “No fucking way, you guys kissed? Who, when, what, where, why, how?” she yells into the phone, and Riki brings his phone away from his ear due to how loud the girl’s voice is.
“Quiet down, will you?” he says, frowning. “Yes, we… kissed. And she said that it didn’t mean anything, and that it was just a spur of the moment thing where we got caught up in our feelings.”
“Then what did you say back?”
“I agreed?”
“Did you mean it when you agreed?”
“No?”
“You fucking idiot!” Rei yells, and Riki notices that he hasn’t even put her on speaker, but his ears already hurt from how loud she is. “Why didn’t you tell her that it meant something to you?”
“Because it’s weird! I see her for the first time in 4 years after our breakup, then I kiss her 3 days later and I’m supposed to tell her how I feel when I don’t even know what I feel?”
“Yes!” Rei replies, as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. “Riki, everyone in the world could tell that you were never really over her. You just used skating to distract yourself, but the way you two ended things was bound to leave some sort of lingering feelings. For fuck’s sake, your breakup took less than 5 minutes. I’m sure that there were words that you meant to say and words that she meant to say.”
“So what do I do now?” Riki asks, anxiously biting his bottom lip.
“You’re the one who knows her. What do you think you should do?”
Riki doesn’t know, but he doesn’t plan on involving another kiss anytime soon, despite how much he wants it to happen again.
SEVEN. figure it out
Keiji surprises you at the door of your hotel room.
“Seems like you spent the night somewhere.” he says, a sly smile on his lips. “Maybe a 6’0 male singles skater who you have some history with?”
“Shut up, Keiji.” you swipe your key card to unlock the door. “I just went to his room to pick up the jacket I left behind last night.” you lie, and Keiji raises an eyebrow.
You know he probably doesn’t believe you, but he also doesn’t pry further.
“How is he?” Keiji asks, and you shrug. “Seems to be doing fine. Bought him some soup, he took some medicine, we watched a little bit of a movie, then I left.” You obviously leave out the part where you two had kissed, because god forbid if Keiji found out, he’d tell everyone.
Then, it would make everything between you and Riki awkward again. But after your little conversation with him this morning, you think that maybe you and Riki can get past that initial awkward stage.
You just have to get rid of the thought of that kiss from your mind.
“Did he cough much this morning when you saw him? Or sniffle?”
“No, he seems to be alright.” you reply, taking a new change of training clothes from your suitcase and heading to the bathroom, locking the door. “What movie did you guys watch?” Keiji asks.
“Your Name,” you say, without giving much thought to it.
“Are you kidding me?” Keiji asks, in disbelief. “Your Name is literally yours and Riki’s movie. I can’t even watch it without thinking of you two. Are you sure nothing happened?”
Keiji knows you a little too well. You suppose that’s what happens when you’re pairs partners for nearly 10 years but gosh, sometimes you wish that he didn’t know you this well so you could get away with lying to him sometimes.
“I’m sure, Keiji,” you say, pulling your shirt over your head. You turn to look in the mirror, fixing your hair into a neat ponytail before unlocking the door and leaving the room. “Look, Riki and I are just friends now, okay? We talked last night and we’ll put everything behind us.”
“Everything? How are you supposed to forget hundreds of makeout sessions? A shit ton of hugs? Date nights that involved you two watching the same movie over and over again?”
Terrific. Keiji’s words bring you back to last night. And to be fair, he is somewhat correct — how are you supposed to forget? But you’ll find a way, right? It’s not like the thought of Riki has consumed your mind for the past 4 years when you two have been separated.
You’ll see him more often now that you and Keiji will be training in Nagoya for a bit, so you figure that it’ll be best to just pretend nothing ever happened to ease the tension between you two.
“Riki and I were friends first before we dated. I can handle this, Keiji.” you say, and you grab your skate bag. “Come on, we should head to the rink.”
When walking to the arena, flashbacks to last night keep replaying in your mind. You’re reminded of your face being inches away from Riki’s, him pulling the lanyard around your neck to connect your lips together, and the cool, minty flavour of the lozenge on his lips.
You don’t realise that you’re unconsciously bringing your fingers up to your lips. The feeling of Riki’s lips on yours still linger, for some reason, and you don’t notice how Keiji’s looking at you strangely.
“What’s up with you?” Keiji asks.
“Nothing.” you reply quickly.
You enter the arena, and you head towards the vending machine to buy a coffee. “I’ll head down soon,” you tell Keiji, who nods.
“(Name).”
You look up, and you’re greeted with the sight of Riki. “Riki! Hey,” you reply, flashing him a smile. “Didn’t know that you were going to come watch our practice today.”
“Oh, I’m not watching practice today, sorry. I’ve got a clash, since the men’s official practice is today and at another rink – I just stopped by to hand this to you.” he says, handing you your blanket. He’s folded it neatly, and you thank him gratefully before taking it into your hands.
“Thank you, Riki,” you say. “Um, you’re feeling better today, right?”
“Yeah. You asked me that this morning,” he chuckles. “Cold medicine and lozenge really did its wonders.”
You’ll never be able to think of lozenges the same way again.
The word alone brings you back to the kiss from last night, and maybe you shouldn’t have proposed the idea of putting everything all behind when you can’t even forget about that one kiss.
“Hello? (Name)?”
Riki’s voice snaps you out of your daze. “Oh! Sorry. Just competition nerves have gotten me feeling a little out of it,” you lie, chuckling.
“Hey, you’ll do great.” Riki says, placing a hand on your shoulder. You tense up slightly when Riki’s hand makes contact with your shoulder, and that’s enough for Riki to pull his hand away. “Sorry.”
“No, it’s okay. Um, I’m just really nervous. Thank you, by the way.” you say, giving the boy a grateful smile.
“You’re welcome,” Riki says, returning the gesture by smiling at you too. “I’ll head off now, but have a great practice!”
“You too, Riki.” you beam at him, and you watch as his figure disappears past the doors of the arena.
Maybe now you realise it’s a little hard to forget about your shared history with Nishimura Riki. But both of you had agreed to put everything behind you two, so that’s exactly what you’ll do, no matter how hard it is to forget some certain events (to name one of them, that kiss from last night.)
You want to have a relationship with Riki again. Not a romantic one — even though you don’t think you’d mind that if it did happen — but you want to be friends with him again. You’ve missed having Riki around.
And as you lace up your skates before heading onto the rink, you tell yourself to forget about the minty flavour on Riki’s lips for just a little while.
EIGHT. strawberry cakes and skates
You don’t spot Riki anywhere when you skate onto the ice for your free skate.
Admittedly, you are a little disappointed – but that doesn’t stop you from focusing all your attention on making sure you and Keiji have a clean skate. You forget about minty lozenges, Your Name and Riki’s lips on yours.
Forgetting about those events proves to be helpful, as you and Keiji end up on the podium. Second place isn’t bad at all, and you’re glad that you and Keiji get to add another medal to your collection. Mina and Yuta place first, and even though you and Keiji weren’t the ones to bring home gold, you’re glad that your teammates were able to.
You rush to the locker room to change out of your costume after the victory ceremony, changing into a cropped cardigan that you had thrifted from somewhere and a pair of jeans. You redo your makeup as well, since the competition makeup is a little too dramatic and over the top after you’ve changed.
When you leave the locker room, you see Keiji and Riki talking, with Riki holding a Hello Kitty plushie in his hands. You walk up to the two boys, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “Hey,” you say, and they both turn their attention to you.
“Hey,” Riki says, and he holds out the plushie to you. “It’s for you. Sorry I couldn’t make it to watch your performance.”
You smile at Riki as you gratefully accept it with both hands. “Thank you, Riki. And it’s no problem – I know you’re busy preparing for your own performance later today.”
“Hey, where’s my plushie?” Keiji asks, looking at Riki. “(Name) steals all of yours anyways,” Riki points out. “Unless you don’t anymore…?”
Keiji crosses his arms, feigning anger. “She still does. But I would’ve guarded the one you gave me with my life, okay? Unless you’re only giving one to her because you–!”
Riki claps a hand over Keiji’s mouth before he can finish his sentence. You watch the scene in front of you in amusement, chuckling as Keiji gives Riki a death glare. “Good job, Riki.” you say, giving him a thumbs up.
“You two are ganging up on me again… just like old times.” Keiji says, and this time it’s yours and Riki’s turn to give Keiji a death glare. Keiji bringing up your past relationship with Riki is really not helping either of you in your quest to put everything all behind, and gosh, you love Keiji to death, but you wished that he would just shut up about all this to make things less awkward between you and Riki.
“Anyways… do you wanna go grab lunch?” you ask, and Riki nods, his hands stuffed into the pocket of his hoodie. “I should probably go eat before my performance later,” Riki says. “Keiji, are you gonna come along?”
Keiji struggles to hide the small smirk that makes its way onto his lips. He’s got a plan, and that plan is to get you and Riki to spend time alone as much as possible. So he pulls out his phone, pretending that Taki had just texted him. “Oh, Taki and I already planned on going to eat. You guys go alone.”
“Oh, perfect – just invite Taki along.” you say, and Keiji shakes his head. “No, it’s all good! See you!”
Your partner then runs off, as you and Riki watch in confusion. “Well… that was really strange.” you say, and Riki nods in agreement. “He told me he had absolutely no plans.” Riki replies.
“Maybe Taki had just texted him.”
That’s a lie, and you both know it. It’s incredibly obvious that Keiji just wants you and Riki to spend time together, in hopes that you two will reconcile and start dating again. Little does he know that you both have decided to put everything behind – even though that has proven to be a little bit of a struggle, considering how you both can’t stop thinking of the kiss.
But, you’re not too mad at Keiji running off and leaving you and Riki alone. It provides more opportunities for you and Riki to get used to having each other around again. Since you and Keiji will be training at the same rink as him before Worlds, you’ll see Riki often anyways, and the more you see Riki, the more chances you have to get that whole awkwardness stage over.
You think it’s going pretty well.
“Where’d you wanna go eat?” you ask him, and Riki shrugs. “You pick. If you didn’t ask, I was just going to go to a coffee shop, maybe eat something light and get a coffee.”
“We can do that. I can treat you to coffee now, then.” you beam.
“You really don’t have to.” Riki says. “Let me help you get that, by the way.” he says, taking your skate bag and slinging it over his own shoulder. “It looks heavy.”
God damn it, Nishimura Riki. You can’t do these heart fluttering gestures when I’m trying to get over you, you think.
“Oh, thanks.” you manage to choke out, and Riki just nods. “Come on, let’s go.” he says, and you follow him, trying to calm the erratic beating of your heart. Riki knows exactly what to do to make your heart do flips, and he’s certainly making it hard for you to forget about everything.
“Are you nervous for your free skate later?” you ask him, walking next to him side by side. Riki shrugs, pursing his lips. “I mean… yes? I’m trying not to think about it though… that’ll make me more nervous, and I don’t wanna mess up.”
“Understandable. I’m sure you’ll do great, though. I saw pictures of your costume — it looks really nice.”
“Are you stalking me?” Riki jokes, and you shake your head no, laughing. Riki’s comfortable enough to start cracking jokes with you again. You guess he’s handling the whole “putting it all behind us” situation better than you are.
Little do you know, you are very wrong.
The sound of your laughter makes warmth bloom across Riki’s chest. He tells himself to ignore that feeling.
You two walk to a nearby coffee shop, pushing open the door as you hear the bells hung to the handle jingle. The atmosphere is cozy and warm, and there don’t seem to be a lot of people in the cafe at the moment.
“What do you wanna get?” you ask Riki, and his eyes scan the menu written on the blackboard hung to the wall. “Just an iced americano would be great. I’ll pay for my food.” he says, pulling his wallet out of his pocket.
“Nope,” you say, slapping his hand away gently. “My treat.”
“(Name), you said you were only going to treat me to coffee. Plus, you bought me all that medicine and soup — come on, let me pay for my food.”
“Just go sit down, Riki.” you say. “I’ll go pay.”
Riki opens his mouth to protest, but you just shoo him away, and he sighs reluctantly. You turn to the boy at the counter with a bright smile. His name is Jake, according to the name tag clipped to his shirt.
“Hey, what can I get for you today?”
“Two iced americanos, one slice of the strawberry cake over there and… the banana chocolate muffin.” you tell Jake, who types it into the register. “Cool. Cash or card?”
“Cash,” you reply, handing Jake the money. “Thanks so much.”
“No problem,” Jake says, handing you the change. “I’ll bring you guys your order soon.”
You thank him once again before you head over to where Riki’s sitting. He’s typing on his phone, and he looks up when you sit down in the chair opposite to him.
“What’d you get for me?”
“Strawberry cake. We’d always go get some after competitions, remember?” you smile softly, and Riki nods. “Of course I do. The shop near the rink had the best ones, remember? The lady there still knows who I am — she’s been asking about you.”
“Mrs Kimura? Oh my gosh, how is she doing?”
“Really good, actually.” Riki says. “She’s gotten her grandson to help out with the shop, and the cake’s still just as good. We should go there again when we’re back in Nagoya.”
“Definitely,” you beam. “Gosh, I miss Japan. I’m going to stop by Okayama to visit family first, though. That’s Keiji and I’s plan before going to Nagoya to prepare for Worlds.”
“Oh, that’s what I’m doing as well,” Riki says. “Konon says Bisco misses me.”
“Bisco, oh my gosh. I miss Bisco.”
Riki smiles. “Yeah, well… Bisco misses you too. You know, according to my sister, Bisco’s in love with the neighbour’s dog?”
You gasp. “No way. Fudge? That one? Or is it another dog?”
“No, no, it is Fudge!” Riki says, and your jaw drops. “Bisco would always bark at her, but we found out it was because he actually just liked her?”
Riki only found out about Bisco being in love because his sister was trying to tease him about how he “hasn’t pulled anyone since his breakup with you.” Sad, but laughable. And she isn’t wrong, either.
Jake walks up to your table with a tray in his hands, placing one iced americano each in front of the both of you. “Strawberry cake is for…?”
You gesture to Riki, and Jake sets down the plate in front of him, placing down a fork next to the plate as well as a napkin. “Muffin must be for you, then. Enjoy.” Jake says, and you two thank him before the boy leaves.
“Strawberries. I love strawberries.” Riki hums.
“Yeah, you microwave them too, like a lunatic.”
“They taste better microwaved, (Name)! You told me you understood when I made you try it before.” Riki protests, as he watches you take a bite out of your muffin.
“Well, that was because I was… you know.”
You were going to say that it was because you were in love with him. But saying that would make things awkward, and right now, you’re having a lot of fun talking to Riki. Plus, you haven’t thought about the kiss once. You’re taking this as a win.
“Is the cake good?” you ask Riki, changing the topic, and he nods, taking another bite. “Really good,” he says between mouthfuls. “I wanna buy another one after the competition.”
“I want to try it. Maybe I’ll order one for myself.” you hum.
“Just have some of mine.” Riki says, pushing his plate towards you. “Really?” you ask.
“It’s not like we haven’t shared food before.”
Right. You try a bit of the cake, and Riki’s right — it is really good. It brings you back to when you and Riki would share the strawberry cake at Mrs Kimura’s shop. Of course, it doesn’t taste exactly the same, since the frosting at Mrs Kimura’s is a little lighter.
“That’s so good.” you say, and Riki nods with a twinkle in his eye.
“Oh, you’ve got frosting there.” Riki says, noticing the smudge of frosting on the side of your lips. “Where?” you ask, and Riki leans in a little closer to wipe the frosting off with the pad of his thumb.
Unconsciously, as he does the motion — your eyes flicker to his lips once again. Riki notices, but he decides not to say anything.
Your face feels hot. Very, very hot. Riki’s does as well.
“Ahem. So…” Riki starts. “We should definitely get more of the cake again.”
“Oh, one hundred percent. It’s really good.” you say, attempting to rid the awkwardness between you two. It’s working, you think.
The rest of your lunch goes pretty well. You two talk a lot, catching up on what the other has missed through those four years of no contact, and it reminds Riki of your first conversation ever, at Junior Nationals 7 years ago.
But Riki will keep quiet about how he thought of kissing the frosting off your lips.
You also won’t tell him that you were secretly hoping that he did that instead.
NINE. slipping up
Like you and Keiji, Riki places 2nd overall.
Obviously, he would’ve liked to have taken home the gold, but he’ll just make sure to perform better at Worlds. And second place isn’t the worst. At least he got to go home with a medal, and had gotten some strawberry cake with you after the event was over.
The time on the plane ride back to Nagoya flies faster than ever, with you and Riki chatting nonstop for the whole duration of the flight. Everyone else on the team watches you both with knowing smiles, giggling to themselves as they whisper to each other about what they think is going to happen between you two.
“Something definitely happened when I sent (Name) to bring Riki medicine. Their dynamic shifted.” Keiji hums, his eyes fixated on you walking next to Riki.
“They got out of the awkward stage pretty fast, hmm?” Taki tilts his head. “They’re already acting like how they did before they started dating. Maybe it’ll take a bit of meddling to get them together.”
“You do it.”
“Why do I always have to be the matchmaker?”
“You… did it last time? Because you said you couldn’t stand seeing them acting like a couple but not actually dating?” Keiji blinks, and Taki lets out an ‘ah’ when he’s reminded of his own words from years ago.
“Ah, right. I’m a genius.”
“Quit flattering yourself,” Kazuha says, walking up to the two boys. “I think they’ll get together on their own this time.” she looks at you two with a smile on her lips.
Taki hopes that Kazuha’s right. Admittedly, he does like meddling in Riki’s love life — only because he wants to see him happy — but he kind of hopes that Riki can just gather up the courage and confess without Taki needing to “accidentally” slip up.
“Wait, where are you going to stay in Nagoya?” Riki asks you, suddenly remembering that you had sold the apartment where you used to live in before you went to Canada. “Oh, I’m staying with Hinata and I believe Keiji’s going to stay with Fuma.” you reply, mentioning an old friend of yours.
“Ah, Hinata. I haven’t seen her in a really long time,” Riki hums. Hinata was your friend who Riki only happened to meet because you two were dating at the time, and he remembers asking her for ideas on what to get you as a gift for your 6 month anniversary. He eventually settled on a set of headphones that Hinata said that you had been eyeing for a couple of months.
You still use those headphones.
“I haven’t seen her in like… 6 months? But yeah, you haven’t seen Hinata in a while. I’m just going to drop off all this stuff at her place, then I’ll pack another bag and head back to Okayama.” you say, patting the giant luggage that you’re wheeling around.
“That’s my plan as well,” Riki says, checking the time on his phone. “There’s a train in 4 hours, I’ll probably go catch that one. Do you wanna go together?”
You beam at him. “Of course. I was hoping you’d ask — a 4 hour train ride can be so boring.”
“You could sleep. You didn’t get any sleep on the plane, and you usually doze off the minute you sit down.” Riki points out, and you nod. “Well, I was busy talking to you. Plus, I’m not that tired.”
“That’s good,” Riki says. “If you wanna sleep on the train, just let me know — I’ll wake you up when we get there.”
Your heart beats a little faster than normal at his words. Mainly because when you and Riki were together, you’d often find yourselves going on the same trains back to Okayama — you would be sleeping, while Riki listened to music and drew in his sketchbook.
Riki’s sketchbook was filled with drawings of you, with some that he showed you, and some that he hid. Not because he thought they weren’t good, but because he was embarrassed at how often he’d draw you. There were just pages after pages of his doodles of you — he swears there’s one sketchbook that consists only of his drawings of you.
“Okay,” you hum.
You and Riki part ways soon after that, with you taking the train to Hinata’s apartment. You struggle a bit with walking around with 2 suitcases, but you manage to make it work. You meet Hinata at the station, and she immediately rushes to help you with your bags — but not before she wraps you in a huge hug.
“(Name)!” she says, hugging you so tight you’re gasping for air. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too,” you say, smiling at her. “Congrats on the medal, by the way.” she looks at the medal draped around your neck — you had forgotten to take it off after the pictures at the airport.
“Thanks, Hinata.”
“So… I see from the news that you’ve been reconnecting with a special someone?” she asks, wiggling your eyebrows at you. She’s no doubt referring to Riki, of course. “Sure, I suppose you could say that. We’re going to take the train back to Okayama later today.”
“What? Riki’s stealing you from me again? Man, don’t tell me I only get to see you for a few hours today before you disappear for a week.” she pouts.
“I’m sorry!” you reply. “I’ll be back super soon, and we can go hang out as much as you want. We have lots to catch up on anyways. Well, by as much as you want, it depends on when I’m not training, because I can’t skip — Seungmin is going to kill me, but yeah. As much as you want.”
“That’s not very ‘as much as you want’, (Name).” Hinata jokes, and you sigh. “I know, I’m just so busy. Making plans is much easier during the off-season, which is soon, so don’t worry.”
“I get it. So,” Hinata starts. “What happened between you and Riki?”
You can tell her, right? Hinata’s been your closest friend since you were little — she won’t tell anyone. Most importantly, she won’t tell Keiji or Taki. So you think you’ve got the green light to tell her absolutely everything.
The apartment complex Hinata lives in is pretty close to the train station, so you two get there in no time. As Hinata unlocks the door, you figure that you should tell her now — you didn’t want to tell her now, because you were worried that she might get so shocked to the point where she shouted in the streets.
“So, umm… we had lunch together.” you start, and Hinata nods. “Then, he bought me coffee, so I said I’d treat him. But after that, he got sick, so Keiji told me to grab some medicine for him and bring it up to his hotel room — which I did, and then… we, uh…”
“You guys what?”
“Kissed.” you murmur, but Hinata can still hear it.
“You guys kissed?” she practically shrieks, and oh, you’re so grateful you decided to tell her when you two came into the apartment. She looks at you with wide eyes, as you sit on the couch, tapping your foot on the ground awkwardly.
“How did you go from buying him medicine then to kissing?”
“It just happened! It was a spur of the moment thing — but, we had a conversation, and we’ve decided to put everything behind us.” you say, and Hinata looks at you with a raised eyebrow.
“And how is that working out?”
“Great! We’re good friends now. Seriously, there’s no awkwardness between us, and I’m over the relationship. Riki and I are just friends now.”
Hinata nearly bursts into laughter at your words. She just finds it so unbelievable that you and Riki can “put it all behind you two” because from what she knows about you, you’re probably overthinking every single little action from Riki.
“What? Is it so hard to believe?”
“Yes!” Hinata says, and you frown. “I’m sorry, (Name) — but is it bad to say that I see you two getting back together?”
No, not at all, you think. You think you’d love that, actually. But you would never admit it out loud, so you lie to her. “Yes.”
Hinata doesn’t believe you. Gosh, maybe you are a terrible liar. Either that, or Keiji and Hinata know you too well.
You unpack some of the items in your suitcases, placing them in drawers in Hinata’s spare room that she had so kindly allowed you to stay in for the time being. You leave only the essentials in your suitcase that you’re taking with you to Okayama, and you place your skate bag on the floor. You won’t need them for the time you’re there anyways.
You wheel the suitcase you’ll be bringing with you to Okayama out into the living room, where Hinata’s watching television. “Don’t tell me you’re leaving this soon,” she says, looking over at you.
“No, not yet. The train’s in 2 hours, so I’ll probably go in an hour and a half so I can meet up with Riki.”
“Ooh, Riki.” Hinata says, wiggling her eyebrows at you as you groan. “I regret telling you everything. Oh, and whatever you do, do not tell Keiji or Taki. Those little shits will hold it against me until I tell Riki about any possible feelings I may have for him.”
“I won’t tell them. But what do you mean about any possible feelings you might have for Riki? Are you saying you feel something for him again?” she asks, as you brush your hair out of your eyes.
“No? Yes? Ugh, I don’t know. I’ll figure it out, okay? Everything’s happening all too fast, and I… need time to figure out how I feel.”
“Well,” Hinata starts. “Take your time. Nobody said you had to rush into things. Eh, wait — you two kinda did, with that spur of the moment kiss — but hey! Whatever works for you two. Riki and (Name)… just friends!”
Yes. Whatever works for you two. Right now, you and Riki staying as just friends is working out pretty great, so you think that you two will stick to it.
“Just friends. You know it.” you chuckle.
Just friends, huh?
Those two words leave a bitter taste in your mouth.
TEN. side by side (jump)
You meet Riki at the entrance of the train station with a bright smile on your lips.
He seems just as happy to see you as well, despite only seeing you a few hours ago at the airport after your flight. “Good to see you again,” he says. “Even though I saw you a little while ago.”
“Good to see you too, Riki.” you reply, and you two walk into the train station together. Just like old times.
Riki waits for you to be able to tap your card on the reader — the train station is quite busy today, even busier than usual. You pass through the gate, dragging your suitcase behind you. “Should we grab some food or snacks? I ate a little bit at Hinata’s, but it’s a 4 hour train ride. We might get hungry.”
“Sure.” Riki replies. He points out a FamilyMart located inside the station, and you two walk there side by side. “Are you going to get onigiri?” you ask him, and he nods.
“You’re so predictable, Riki.”
“You just know me well.”
Silence. But it’s a comfortable silence. You and Riki have gotten past that awkward stage faster than you two had anticipated. Just friends, now.
Even if you two wish that you could be more. Like old times. When everything between you and Riki seemed right.
When he’d softly nudge your hands with his head when you stopped playing with his hair for a bit. When he’d hug you randomly in the middle of the ice rink, the both of you hearing Keiji’s frustrated sighs in the background. When he’d kiss you underneath the cherry blossom trees every spring.
With Riki, everything always seems right.
Even the days leading up to the breakup, you enjoyed his presence in your life, even if he could barely spend time with you, and vice versa.
You two were 17. The stress of transitioning into seniors got to you both, and it wasn’t like you two didn’t hold any more love for each other — it was just skating that had taken the little time you had away from each other.
But you two are older now. 21 years of age, no longer new to seniors, with a collection of medals stored in boxes in your rooms. So maybe, you two could make things work.
Riki lets you walk into the FamilyMart first, following you to the section that has ready made meals. Riki takes one of the salmon onigiris, while you take a ham and cheese sandwich. You check the expiry date as you follow Riki to the drinks section, the boy picking out 2 bottles of coffee.
“One for you, one for me.” he says, holding one of the bottles out for you. He knows which one you like. He always did, and it doesn’t seem to have changed throughout the years.
“Thanks,” you say, grinning at him.
You both head to the cashier to pay, the kind lady giving you a smile as you hand her the money. She bids you both goodbye before you two leave the store with 1 white plastic bag, storing the food and drinks that you two had both bought.
“The train is arriving soon. We should head to the platform,” Riki says, checking his phone. “That’s perfect. We got everything we needed in time!” you say, and he nods.
“Doing anything special for your return?” Riki asks as you both step into the escalator, and you shrug. “I’m not sure. Mom will probably surprise me, if there’s anything planned.”
“That would be cute,” Riki says. “l don’t think my parents have anything planned. Bisco’s probably just going to look at me then turn away.”
You let out a loud laugh at Riki’s words. “Wow, Bisco’s cruel.”
The train arrives not long after, and Riki helps you put your suitcase in the overhead luggage rack. Riki shuffles into the window seat first — he knows you don’t like sitting there, but you’ve still yet to explain to him why that is the case.
You sit down next to him, taking out the headphones that Riki had gotten you for your 6 month anniversary. “You still use them?” Riki asks, glancing at the headphones.
“Of course. They’re good headphones.”
He turns towards the window, a soft smile on his lips.
You tell Riki you’re going to sleep, and he nods. The boy pulls out his sketchbook and a pencil, flicking through its contents. There’s some drawings of the food he’s eaten. There’s one of Taki pulling a goofy face, and there’s one that he drew of his old broken skates.
A stark contrast to the sketchbook he owned when you two were together. Where all the drawings were ones of you.
He turns to look at you, who’s sleeping peacefully.
You’re so pretty. You make Riki’s heart skip a beat. He takes off the coat he’s wearing, draping it over your body. The aircon in the train is cold — he doesn’t want you to shiver in your sleep.
Unconsciously, a small smile spreads across his lips as he looks at you. If anyone was watching the scene, they would all say that Riki was looking at you with the softest look in his eyes, with nothing but adoration and love for you.
His feelings have never left. Riki has grown to accept that — but he doesn’t know if you feel the same. He’ll keep it quiet for now, or as long as it takes. Riki can’t lose you again.
He would rather be just friends than not having you in his life at all.
Life is more vibrant with you in it. To Riki, you are the sun. You always have been. You light up every room you enter. Your smile is infectious — just the sight of it makes the corners of Riki’s lips quirk up. You brighten up his day every time he sees you, without fail.
He gently brushes your hair out of your eyes.
Something about that simple action is filled with so much love. Riki supposes he can’t tell you about how he feels at the moment, in fear of making things awkward again, so he will settle for this.
He’ll tell you that he loves you quietly. So quietly that you might not even notice.
Riki helps you fix the ponytail in your hair the best he can without waking you up, and he hums as he ties the elastic band around your hair.
He then returns to his sketchbook, drawing things like the medal that he had just earned, the view from outside the window, and the onigiri that he had bought with you at FamilyMart.
And one sketch of you that he hides in the back of his book.
You’re asleep for the majority of the train ride. Riki taps you on the shoulder when you two have arrived at Okayama, and you crack one eye open at him when you’re awake. Riki smiles — something about your expression when you wake up is just so endearing to him.
“We’re here?”
“Yeah.” Riki says, taking his coat that’s been draped on top of your body. “You looked cold, so.”
“Thanks.” you say, smiling gratefully at him.
You grab your bag, getting up from your seat so Riki can leave as well. He helps you get your suitcase as well, and you two leave the train together, and he waits for you to tap your card on the reader once again.
“Are your parents picking you up?” you ask him, and he nods. “They should be here.” he says, looking around the train station.
“That’s nice.” you say. “I think my mom’s coming too.”
“Tell her I said hi,” Riki tells you, and you nod. “Of course I will. I think she still has lunch with your mom once a week, or something.” you chuckle.
“Ah, right. Mom has mentioned that a couple of times.” Riki laughs. He then seems to spot his family, and a bright smile spreads across his lips. “They’re here. I gotta go… I’ll see you soon?”
“Of course.”
You don’t seem to notice how Riki fixed your hair a little bit for you while you were sleeping on the train. He smiles at you before bidding you goodbye.
You turn to watch him run to his family, a small smile on your lips at the sight. Riki doesn’t leave the station before turning back to look at you.
And with that, the moon waves goodbye to his sun.
ELEVEN. rinkside
Like Riki had anticipated, Bisco simply looks at him before turning away when Riki walks in through the door.
“Well.” Konon says, as Riki looks at his dog with a pout on his lips. “Bisco doesn’t even care about me!” Riki says, placing his bag on the couch.
“He’s side-eyeing you.”
“He’s always side-eyeing everyone.”
Konon nods, agreeing with her younger brother’s words. Bisco does have what one might call a permanent judgemental stare.
Riki flops down onto the couch, Konon sitting down next to him as Bisco wanders off to… wherever he’s going. Probably to stare out the window to get a glimpse of the neighbour’s dog.
“So… you and (Name) came back together?” Konon asks, and Riki nods, grabbing the remote control for the television from the coffee table.
“We were at 4 Continents together. Plus, she’s staying in Nagoya for a bit to train before Worlds — it’s easier than going back to Canada. Their coach Seungmin’s staying with a friend, and Keiji’s staying with his friend too.” Riki explains, clicking onto Netflix.
“I see,” she hums. “I didn’t know you guys started talking again.”
“It’s recent.”
“What’s recent?” Riki’s mom asks, exiting the kitchen. She looks at her son with a curious look on her face, even though Riki’s pretty sure his mom heard small pieces of his conversation with Konon, and there’s no doubt in his mind that she saw Riki with you at the train station.
“Riki and (Name) are talking again.”
“Don’t say it like that!” Riki says, lightly elbowing his sister. Pink tints his cheeks, and Konon immediately notices.
“What do you mean to not say it like that? You two are talking, am I wrong?” she laughs, and Riki groans.
“The way you worded it is…” Riki trails off, embarrassed. “Whatever. Doesn’t matter.”
“That’s nice. I liked (Name),” Riki’s mom says, a knowing smile on her lips. No matter how badly Riki’s trying to hide it, she knows about her son’s lingering feelings for you, and so does everyone else.
At the sound of your name, Bisco barks.
He really does play favourites, Riki thinks.
“I know you did, Mom,” Riki chuckles. “She told me to tell you that she said hi.”
“That’s kind of her. Tell her I said hi too.”
“So, what’d you guys do?” Konon asks, and Riki shrugs. “We didn’t have much time to… you know… hang out between the events. We had lunch first, with everyone on the team. That’s how I saw her after 4 years of no contact.”
“Oh, and then I went to watch her practice with Taki and everyone else. She did really well. Then, I kinda got a little sick, so she brought me tissues, cold medicine, soup — the ones that she knows I like — and lozenges.” Riki purposely leaves out the part where you two kissed. His family doesn’t need to know about that. In fact, he thinks that his sister would rather not know, even if he was willing to share. Konon would probably pretend to throw up, and his mom would definitely tease him about it for the rest of his life. His dad would laugh for hours, and Bisco would just stare at him with that judgemental look of his.
Riki continues rambling about spending time with you at 4 Continents while his mother and sister share a knowing look. “Oh, then we went to grab something to eat, and I got this strawberry cake, like old times, when we used to go to Mrs Kimura’s shop after practice. We have plans to do that again when we return to Nagoya. We had a lot to catch up on, so… yeah. Seeing her again was really fun.”
Konon chuckles. “Sounds like you had a really nice time at 4 Continents with (Name). You even forgot to tell us about that medal of yours.”
Konon has always liked you and Riki together. You both were incredibly similar, both loud and mischievous. You and Riki could talk about anything and everything for hours and hours and not get bored, and Konon would simply just watch in awe — she didn’t understand how two people could talk this much and not even feel tired. In fact, before you two started dating, Riki had complained multiple times when he had to leave the rink, because he wanted to talk to you more than he already had.
Konon remembers how Riki would call you his sun. And how you’d call him your moon.
She also remembers when you and Riki would have movie nights in this exact house, on this exact couch. She’d walk into the living room to get a late night snack, and see Riki’s arms wrapped around you, your bodies covered by a warm blanket.
You made Riki happy.
As a good sibling, that is all she wants for Riki in his life. Happiness.
Konon can see how happy Riki is when he skates a completely clean program. She can see how happy Riki is when he gains a new personal best score. She can see how happy Riki is when he earns a medal.
But the happiest she’s ever seen Riki is when he’s with you.
So with the way Riki’s talking about the short amounts of time he was able to spend with you at that competition makes Konon feel like yours and Riki’s story isn’t over yet. The glimmer in his eye returning, the way he’s smiling the entire time when he’s talking about the moments he shared with you, and the excitement in his voice as he details every moment tells her that her brother is still incredibly in love with you.
She hopes that he realises it. Or has already realised it.
But she knows Riki is too cautious, too worried that he’ll make a mistake when it comes to you. She doesn’t want him to just stand on the rinkside, constantly overthinking every move he makes when it’s related to you. So she figures that someone will have to give him a little push.
Before 4 Continents, Konon has heard her brother’s constant complaints about how he’s the only one in the family who hasn’t found love yet. But it’s clearer to her now than ever that Riki has always been the first one to find his person.
Words like how the universe might just simply not want him to fall in love, words like how maybe he’s not made for the thing called love.
But, the universe decides that it is the right thing to do to bring you and Riki back together. It has been too cruel to you both over the past couple of years — pushing the idea of knowing that you might’ve just lost your chance with the one and being left to wonder if you’ll find someone that can make you feel love the same way that person did.
But, the universe now decides to bring the sun and the moon back together.
One of them just has to take the first step.
TWELVE. on ice / off ice matchmakers
Riki doesn’t see you at all during his time in Okayama.
You two both don’t take the same train back as well, since Riki left for Nagoya a little earlier than you’re planning to. He texted you, asking if you were going to be on the train that day, and you replied with a ‘no’ and a sad face emoji.
You told him that you’d be staying a bit longer to spend more time with family, considering you hadn’t seen them in months. He tells you to have fun, and that he’ll see you back in Nagoya. You reply with a thumbs up and a heart emoji.
He can’t believe that his face heats up because of a stupid heart emoji. Riki thinks that he’s even more in love now than he was then, and maybe it’s because of a mix of those old, lingering feelings with the addition of the new ones that he’s developed over 4 Continents — the point is, Riki is crazily in love with you.
Riki returns to the rink with the thought of you on his mind. He sees Keiji there as well, alongside his coach Seungmin. Hikari doesn’t seem to be here yet, and neither does Taki.
“Hey, Riki!” Keiji says, skating up to the boards. “How was Okayama?”
“It was good. Spent some time with my family, chilled at home, witnessed my dog try to court the neighbour’s dog, you know, normal stuff.”
“Your dog is trying to court another dog? Also, what’s with the sudden use of formal language?” Keiji asks, laughing loudly at the fact that Bisco is trying to romance another dog.
“I didn’t know how else to word it? Is saying that my dog is trying to date another dog a better way of putting it?”
“I can’t believe Bisco’s pulling before me,” Keiji says, sighing. “Oh, and I almost forgot to ask. Did you spend any time with (Name)?”
Keiji wiggles his eyebrows at him, and Riki just looks at him, unamused. “No. I didn’t.” he replies, and Keiji gasps dramatically. “No way. Riki, what?”
“(Name) was spending time with her family. I’m seeing her here anyways — I don’t want to take away time that she could’ve spent with them while she’s there.” he explains, sitting down on the bench to put on his skates.
“Okay, that makes sense, I guess.”
“You seem very hellbent on trying to get me and (Name) back together.” Riki hums as he finishes lacing up his skates. “Look, she’s great. And I… hmm. The thing is, if she doesn’t feel the same way anymore, then it’s not going to happen.”
“Are you indirectly saying that you’re still in love with her?”
Riki doesn’t say anything as he takes off his skate guards and skates out onto the ice.
“Riki! Riki!” Keiji calls out after him, trying to catch up to him. “It’s a yes or no question, it’s just one word, come on, man!”
“You’ll figure that out.”
“That’s a yes?”
Riki doesn’t say anything once more, and Keiji takes his silence as an answer.
Oh, Keiji is so incredibly excited. Knowing that Riki still likes you and also knowing that your feelings for Riki have never left (despite you denying it constantly) has opened up so many new doors for him to come up with a scheme to get you and Riki back together.
Keiji usually wouldn’t meddle in his friends’ relationships – that’s more of Taki’s thing, but like Konon, he knows that without a little push, you two would never do anything about it. Keiji would hate to see you both just deciding to let your feelings for each other slowly melt away when he knows that you two are practically perfect for each other.
Keiji’s coach, Seungmin, looks at him with a curious expression, wondering why his student looks so excited suddenly.
Seungmin had started coaching you and Keiji when you both moved to Canada. He and his pairs partner Yeji had recently retired, with Yeji wanting to pursue a different path away from the ice, and Seungmin wanting to transition to coaching.
“What are you so excited about?” Seungmin asks when Keiji skates back to the boards. “You know how Riki and (Name) used to date, right?”
Seungmin nods. Keiji has been talking about it constantly after 4 Continents, and since he wasn’t coaching you and Keiji yet at the time when you and Riki were together, he is quite intrigued about why the whole team wants you both back together.
“Riki still likes her. Maybe even loves her? Not sure. But I swear (Name)‘s been secretly hung up on her relationship ever since they broke up — she’s just made herself so busy to the point where she could forget about it. Plus, they didn’t break up because they didn’t love each other anymore, they did it because skating got in the way!”
“And you think skating won’t get in the way for them now?”
“No? They’ve both matured. They can find that healthy work-life balance.” Keiji says, and Seungmin tilts his head. “You do know that Riki lives here, in Nagoya, and we train in Montreal, all the way over in Canada.”
“Long-distance!”
“What are you guys talking about?” Taki asks, walking up to them, and a wide grin immediately spreads across Keiji’s lips.
Taki is quite literally known as the matchmaker in the group. It’s incredible how he can pick up on people’s feelings for one another even with just one interaction with the smallest hint of interest. Riki jokingly says that it’s because he has nothing to do better with his life, but Keiji thinks that it’s a gift from whoever’s above.
“Your friend and his ex.” Seungmin tells him.
“What about Riki and (Name)?” he asks, a mischievous smile on his lips. He looks at Riki, practising his twizzles on the rink. “Is he finally not in denial about liking (Name)?”
Keiji adds mind reader to Taki’s list of gifts.
“Yes. You must know him very well.” Seungmin says, and Taki nods. “I’ve witnessed every single part of their relationship. The beginning, the end, and now, finally, the return.” he says, feeling very proud.
“We should try and get them back together.”
“But Kazuha said that they’ll probably get back together on their own. I feel like my magical matchmaking services aren’t needed in this case,” Taki says, sitting down on the bench. “What a rare thing to say, I know. I think we just have to get (Name) out of her denial phase, and they’ll both just tell each other. They love each other too much to keep that a secret.”
Taki not meddling in a relationship for once? Keiji is surprised.
“You’re right.” Seungmin says. “Just sit back and watch for a bit, maybe. Then we can see how to go from there, right?”
“We? Coach, do you wanna be part of the plan?” Keiji asks, shocked at his coach’s response. He didn’t expect Seungmin to even agree with him meddling in your love life, much less wanting to get involved with getting you and Riki back together.
“(Name) deserves to be happy,” Seungmin shrugs. “You guys seem to think that he makes her very happy. Plus, I used to be quite the matchmaker a long time ago, back when I was in college.”
“That was like 5 years ago. Why are you talking like you’re 45?”
Seungmin rolls his eyes. “Shush, Keiji. When (Name) gets back, they’ll probably spend more time together. When we’re not training for Worlds, at least.”
“You’re right.”
“Hey Riki?” Taki calls out. “Yeah?” Riki replies, skating closer towards the three near the boards. “Are you planning to see (Name) anytime soon? Like after she comes back?”
“Yeah, why? She’s going to be training here anyways. She wants to go get strawberry cake at Mrs Kimura’s after practices.” Riki replies, brushing his hair out of his eyes.
Riki smiles at the thought of seeing you again. The three matchmakers standing near the boards, however, are smiling for a different reason.
THIRTEEN. skate guards
You arrive in Nagoya 2 days later.
Riki’s eyes light up when he sees you enter the rink, and it does not go unnoticed by Taki and Hikari. Taki silently giggles to himself, and Hikari just looks at you, before looking at Riki again.
Hikari has never said anything about your relationship with Riki, not even when you two were dating. The woman is also impossible to read, so Riki never knew if she approved of his relationship with you. She’d only scold him for being late, and saying that dates weren’t excuses to skip out on practice.
But he knew that Hikari didn’t dislike you.
“Hey!” you say, skating up to Riki. “Hey, how was your trip back?” he asks, giving you a side hug. Taki and Keiji give each other one of those looks, whispering amongst themselves, as Seungmin just watches your interaction from afar.
“It was nice! I actually bumped into your sister yesterday,” you chuckle, and Riki widens his eyes. Oh gosh, he really hopes Konon didn’t tell you about how he was basically rambling on and on about spending time with you at 4 Continents. “Don’t worry! She didn’t say anything bad. She just said congrats on the medal, and that the next time we’re both back our families should go and grab dinner together.” you say, noticing Riki’s alarmed expression.
Riki lets out a sigh of relief, and you look at him with an amused expression. “What, you thought she’d say something else?”
“No, no. I was worried she’d say something strange.”
“Like what?”
“Nothing.”
Riki says the word with such quickness that it makes you a little suspicious, but you brush it off. “So… how was your trip? I didn’t get to spend time with you then, so I figured you must be busy with family.”
“It was good. Bisco has been trying to romance Fudge. I’m unsure if it’s working,” Riki chews on his bottom lip as you laugh. “And I thought you were busy with family, so…”
“It’s okay. At least we get to see each other now,” you say, beaming.
His heart just does a strange flip, and his cheeks feel hot, face tinting pink all the way up to the tip of his ears. He blames the cold instead of your words.
“Yeah. We can go get strawberry cake after this?” he asks you, and you nod. “Of course. I’ll go get practicing now, since Keiji just seems to be… staring at us. Then we can maybe go get strawberry cake around… 3?”
“Of course. It’s a date.”
Riki then skates off, leaving you with your face feeling hot this time. It’s a date? You know he means that he agrees to the time that you’ve set for going to Mrs Kimura’s shop to get cake, but you know that it can also mean something very different.
You wish that he meant it in a different way.
You have been in denial about your feelings for Riki for a while now. The signs are all there — from thinking nonstop about the kiss, to his words and his actions making your heart flutter like it used to.
Oh, you realise. You still love Riki.
You don’t want to leave everything in the past. You want to continue where you two had left off 4 years ago. You want to hold Riki like you used to, hug him like you used to, kiss him like you used to.
You want things to go back to the way they were before.
You stand there in the middle of the rink, eyes following Riki’s figure as he skates across the rink, doing a gorgeous layback Ina Bauer as your heart thumps faster and faster.
Maybe things could all work out now. Just maybe.
You gulp, hand touching to feel your cheeks — they’re warm, and you tell yourself to snap out of it. You should hurry up with skating so you can go and spend more time with Riki.
You skate up to the boards, and Seungmin looks at you with a small smile on his lips. “So… Riki, huh?”
“Coach, come on. I wanna focus.”
“I was just asking! And yes, let’s focus.” he says, and you nod. “Keiji, get over here! Stop whispering to Taki.”
Keiji sighs, telling Taki that he’ll talk to him later. He skates up to you both, hands on his hips. “What are we doing today?”
“Everything, Keiji. It’s Worlds in less than a month, and we want that medal.” you tell him, and Keiji nods. “Come on, let’s go.”
You and Keiji skate away from the boards, and as you fiddle with the hair tie on your wrist, Keiji asks you about what you and Riki were talking about.
You immediately shake your head, saying that it’s nothing important with a soft smile on your lips. “Let’s focus now.” you say. You want to keep your conversations with Riki a little more private now, considering how you know that Keiji is prone to telling everything related about you and Riki to Taki.
During the practice, you don’t miss Riki’s occasional glances at you. When you catch him looking, he simply gives you a thumbs up, telling you that you’re doing great.
You thank him quietly, as Keiji struggles to hide the cheeky grin on his lips.
You also don’t miss Hikari telling Riki to focus on his own practice instead of yours as you and Keiji twizzle across the ice. There’s a soft smile on your lips at her words, for some reason.
Practice goes smoothly for Riki, for the most part. He does fall a couple times on a few quads, but during the final runthrough of his program for the day, he lands them all cleanly. Hikari gives him a nod in satisfaction, telling him that he did well. Riki thanks her, and she gives him a close-lipped smile.
He exits the rink, putting his skate guards back on. He spots your purple ones placed on the bench. You still use the same ones as 4 years ago.
“Um, Seungmin? Could you tell (Name) I’ll be waiting for her? I’m just going to get changed.” he tells your coach, who nods. “Of course. Have fun.”
Have fun getting changed?
It doesn’t register in Riki’s mind until he’s in the dressing room a few minutes later that Seungmin means that Riki should have fun spending time with you.
Riki exits the changing room after spraying some cologne on, changed into a hoodie and a pair of jeans. You’re the one putting on your skate guards now, and you tell him that you won’t be long.
He nods, waiting patiently next to the vending machine as he sees you disappear into the women’s changing room. You appear a few minutes later in a fresh change of clothes, smiling at him.
The sight of you makes his heart skip a beat.
“So… should we go?”
“Of course. Let’s go.” he says. He bids goodbye to Seungmin, Hikari, and Keiji — Taki is nowhere to be seen, for some reason.
You and Riki leave the rink together, leaving your bags at the rink since you two would come back later anyways. The walk to Mrs Kimura’s shop doesn’t take too long, since it’s just across the street. You haven’t seen the kind lady in years.
Riki pushes open the door, letting you enter first.
“Welcome!” the voice of Mrs Kimura makes you smile, and as you approach the counter, the old lady seems to recognise you. “Oh my. Is that (Name)?”
“Long time no see, Mrs Kimura!” you say, smiling brightly at her. Mrs Kimura walks around the counter, approaching you to give you a warm hug. “I haven’t seen you in ages! Oh, and Riki’s here as well! I didn’t know that you two got back together. That’s so sweet.”
“Oh, we’re not together, Mrs Kimura.” you say, chuckling awkwardly. Riki nods, and Mrs Kimura lets out a small ‘oh’.
“Well, sorry for misunderstanding.” she laughs, and you shrug. “It’s quite alright. You did see us come here often when we were together.”
“Yes, I did. You two were adorable together.” she beams. “So, the usual for you both? Strawberry cake?”
“Of course. That’s very kind of you for still remembering.” you say. “Riki still comes here often, after practice. Just you know, without you around.” Mrs Kimura says, looking at Riki, who’s gone to sit at the table closest to the window. That table was where you two would always sit whenever you came here.
“Oh, I see.” you say.
“He seems to have missed you quite a bit, over the years. I would ask about you, and he’d just tell me he didn’t know with this sort of… sad look on his face.”
You didn’t know Riki felt that way.
“But I’m glad you and Riki are talking again.” she says, as she cuts two slices of the strawberry cake. She places them on small plates, pushing them towards you. “Free of charge today.”
“Oh, Mrs Kimura, no. I’ll pay.” you say, and the lady shakes her head. “No, no, no. Just seeing you again after a long time is enough. I have missed seeing you almost every day, you know.” she replies.
“I’ve missed seeing you every day as well. And thank you so much, Mrs Kimura.” you say.
“He’s looking at you.” she whispers to you.
“Hmm?”
“I think he really likes you.”
You smile, looking back at Riki. “I think I really like him too.”
FOURTEEN. when the ice melts
As the World Championships inches closer, you and Riki find yourselves training more intensely each day.
The only time that you two can spend together without being stressed about preparations for Worlds is at Mrs Kimura’s shop, ordering 2 slices of strawberry cake like usual. You and Riki talk about everything but skating, such as Riki giving you updates on how Bisco’s mission on trying to romance Fudge is going.
According to his mother, it seems to be going well.
“Bisco is going to get a girlfriend before you do.” Taki says, taking a sip out of his water bottle.
Riki glares at your pairs partner. “Actually, I have exes.”
“Correction, you have one ex. Who just so happens to be standing next to you.” Taki gestures to you, who’s awkwardly standing there. You opt to give a thumbs up with an uncomfortable smile, making Taki burst out in laughter. “Yes… us… exes!” you say, and Riki copies your action, awkwardly giving Taki a thumbs up as well.
Taki laughs even louder.
“You guys are funny,” Seungmin says, placing his bags down. “Where’s Keiji?”
“Not here yet,” you say. “I’ll just practice some solo jumps?”
Seungmin nods, telling you that it’s a good idea. You tell Taki and Keiji you’ll get practicing before skating off, leaving the two boys and Hikari standing near the boards. “So… are you going to tell her?” Taki asks Riki, and the younger boy looks at him, feigning confusion.
“Tell her what?”
“That you like her.” Taki says, as the two boys watch you skate around the rink, before taking off into a triple loop. “What do you mean?” Riki asks.
“Don’t play dumb with me, Riki. I’ve been stuck with you since we were both 3 years old.” Taki nudges the younger boy, who doesn’t say anything. “I’m really not going to meddle with your love life this time. I swear. I know you and (Name) will get together on your own, so… I’m stepping away.”
“You’re acting as if being a matchmaker is your job, Taki.” Riki chuckles, and Taki shrugs. “It’s my part time job. I’m a full time figure skater, mind reader, and a part-time matchmaker.”
“Mind reader?” Riki questions.
“Yeah. I’m reading your mind right now, and your mind is telling me that you like (Name), but you’re too scared to tell her because you don’t want to screw things up all over again.”
Riki flips Taki off, who gasps, feigning offence. Riki despises how Taki knows him so well. Or maybe that Riki just isn’t doing the best job at hiding it.
“I don’t… what?”
“Riki, it’s just me. You can be honest with me.”
“You’re probably going to tell (Name) like you did all those years ago. Look, Taki — I don’t think it’s a good idea this time.” Riki sighs.
“Explain what you mean, Riki.”
“I… don’t think I should tell her how I feel,” Riki confesses. “Not only is it too early, but also, there’s a multitude of other factors that just tells me that if I confess, things might not turn out the way we want them to again. She lives all the way in Canada, I live here — our lives revolve around skating all day, and with the 13 hour time difference too, I don’t think a romantic relationship can survive all that, even if she likes me back. Plus, we’ve just started being friends again. Look… I would rather have her as a friend, than lose her completely.”
“Riki, but you really like her.”
“I know.” Riki sighs. “I always will.”
“But relationships are complicated. Love is complicated, even more so for people like us who dedicate our lives to our sport. I just don’t want to lose (Name) once again. Because at 4 Continents, I finally realised how empty life seemed without her in it. Those 4 years separated her were, no offence to you, and everyone else around, but less… vibrant, in a way. And now that we’re back in each other's lives… I don’t want to go back to how uninteresting and boring life was before.” he muses. Taki listens to him intently, his lips slightly downturned into a frown.
“Plus,” Riki chuckles. “I don’t even know if she likes me back.”
“Of course she does, Riki. What are you even saying? She looks at you as if you’re her entire world.” Taki says, and Riki smiles slightly. “That is a nice thing to say. I would like to get back together with her, if she did like me back.”
“But if not, I would rather things between (Name) and I to stay like this instead of… you know.”
Riki doesn’t know that you hear him say those exact words as you skate by the two boys. You didn’t hear the parts they said before, but you sure did hear what Riki said about wanting things to stay the same.
“What do you mean by you know?” Taki asks.
“Seriously, man? I would rather things stay like this rather than having no relationship at all. I thought it was clear, considering everything else I had said earlier.”
But to you, it is not clear at all. Without context of Taki and Riki’s previous conversation, you’re left thinking that you were wrong.
Riki really doesn’t like you back.
You feel your heart shatter a little at his words. You held up the tiniest bit of hope, and all this came crashing down with just one sentence from the boy’s lips.
But really, what did you expect? He told you that he agreed that it was a spur of the moment kiss at the hotel. He agreed to leave it all behind, and it seems like he held up on his part of the deal.
However, you didn’t.
Nishimura Riki twizzles right into your heart once again and ends up breaking it.
You should’ve expected this to happen. Falling for your ex boyfriend after only a couple of weeks of talking again? Sounds like a recipe for disaster. You were just stupid and foolish enough to think that maybe you and Riki could be a thing again, and look where it got you.
You try to rid your mind of the thought. It doesn’t hurt this bad. The breakup didn’t hurt like this. I should be fine.
To forget about the words that Riki had said, you decide to just focus on practicing your solo jumps. Keiji still hasn’t gotten here, and for once, you actually want to confide in him.
You then take off into a triple flip.
His words must’ve messed with your mind a little. You’re not as focused as you usually are, which is to be expected — so your body makes an impact with the cold, hard, ice.
Every fall hurts a little bit.
This one hurts a little more than usual.
When Riki sees you fall, he immediately skates over to you. “(Name), you okay?” he asks, worry laced in his tone. Somehow, him skating over to help you back up makes your heart twinge a little.
“Yeah. I’m okay.” you murmur, and Riki holds out his hand for you to take so he can pull you back up. You take his hand, and butterflies erupt in your stomach — even if you tell them to stop.
Riki doesn’t like you back, you tell yourself. He’s just really nice. He’s always been really nice. That’s why you fell for him in the first place.
“Careful,” he says, as you give him a smile that doesn’t really quite reach your eyes. Riki’s able to read you like he used to now, and he can tell that you’re not quite happy with something. “Yeah. I will. Thanks.” you say, before skating off, leaving Riki confused.
You were okay before. Did he do something wrong? Were you upset because you fell on the flip?
He skates back to Taki with a confused expression on his face. “(Name) seems upset.” he frowns, biting on the inside of his cheek. “Maybe it’s because she fell on the flip.”
“Maybe…” Riki trails off. But he knows you well enough to know it’s not that. Sure, you’d be a little disappointed, but you wouldn’t usually let it show on your face.
“Boys. Let’s get practicing.” Hikari says, and the two nod. Keiji just so happens to arrive, and you sigh in relief. “You’re here!” Riki hears you say as he pulls his black gloves onto his hands.
As Riki practices, he tries to not think about your upset expression. But, Riki is an overthinker — he just can’t help it. He hopes that maybe he’ll be able to lift your mood a little bit later, but the thought of you being upset distracts him a little, and Hikari notices.
Of course she would. She notices everything.
And when Riki lands a quadruple salchow shakily, Hikari decides to call him over.
“Is something distracting you? What’s on your mind today?” she asks him.
Riki looks at his coach, a little shocked. She never usually asks him about personal stuff. “No, it’s just… forget it. I’m sorry.” Riki says, and Hikari shakes her head. “Don’t lie to me, Riki. Worlds is in a few weeks, and I don’t want anything stressing you out because it’ll hinder your performance. Just tell me.”
Riki turns his head to look at you and Keiji, and Hikari understands immediately.
“Are you still in love with your ex girlfriend?”
“Coach, I…”
“It’s very obvious, Riki. Why is that bothering you then?” she asks. Riki sighs, rubbing the nape of his neck. “Because she seems upset. And I can’t help but wonder if I did something that made her feel that way.”
“Did you say anything?”
“I don’t think so. I wouldn’t want to say anything that would hurt her feelings, considering that I do like her.”
“Then you’re fine. Focus on skating. I can help you handle this.” Hikari says, and Riki looks at his coach, shocked. “What?” she asks.
“You’ve never talked to me about anything regarding my personal life. I’m just not used to this at all.” he confesses, and Hikari shrugs. “I’ve been your coach for the majority of your life. I pick up things that you don’t notice until later. Such as how when I knew immediately that you and (Name) would be together after you two started talking at Junior Nationals that year.”
“Oh,” Riki says. “I just… I don’t know. I like her a lot, but skating seems to get in the way.”
“You both need to find that work-life balance. As a coach, I should be telling you that skating is the most important. But, your relationships with others are just as important, and if you love her as much as you do, you should keep your relationship with her as a priority as well.”
“Okay.” Riki breathes out.
“Now get back to practice. I’ll talk to (Name) later.”
FIFTEEN. compulsory figures
Nagai Hikari has always intimidated you.
Riki’s coach stands at 5’1, but she is incredibly scary for some reason. The lady has a straight face almost 90% of the time, and you remember the times where she’d scold you and Riki for being late to practice with pure anger on her face. Of course, you understood why she was so angry, but that didn’t take away how frightening she was to you.
So when she asks you to talk after your practice is over, you’re a little bit scared.
Riki is somehow nowhere to be seen. He left the rink a little while ago, disappearing into the changing rooms — and you don’t think you’ve seen him leave, but you also don’t know where he is.
You know Riki isn’t that cruel to go to Mrs Kimura’s shop without you, so maybe he’s still in the changing rooms, or he’s gone off to somewhere else when you were too busy practising to notice.
“Um, what’s this about, Ms Nagai?” you ask her, as she pats the seat next to her, motioning for you to sit down. “Riki tells me you’re upset.”
You don’t know why his coach is telling you this, but you stay and listen.
“Um… I suppose so. Why’d he tell you?”
“He was distracted during practice today,” Hikari hums. “I figured it might be because he’s thinking about you.”
Your face heats up a little after hearing Hikari’s words. “And… why would he be thinking about me?”
“Because he loves you.”
Hikari gets straight to the point.
“That can’t be right,” you chuckle awkwardly. “I just overheard him saying to Taki that he likes how things are between me and him, and… he’d rather it stay like that then… you know.”
“Did he say what the ‘you know’ was?” the lady asks you.
“No?”
“The ‘you know’ is not even being in contact with you at all. Riki is scared of losing you completely if he tells you how he feels.” Hikari tells you. “You should go tell him how you feel, because after hearing what Taki and Riki were talking about, I don’t believe he will be the one to make the first move.”
“But how do you know that I still like Riki?”
The lady looks at you as if the answer is obvious, because Hikari really can’t believe you had just asked her that — you and Riki have never been able to hide any sort of feelings that you had for each other. “You look at him the same way you did when you two were younger. Like he is everything to you. He looks at you the same way. Don’t lose him again. And don’t hurt him.”
“He looks at me like that?” you ask her, and she nods.
“All the time. You just must have not noticed,” she says. You sigh, and Hikari frowns. “Why are you sighing? I just told you the words that you wanted to hear.”
“No, I know, Mrs Nagai — it’s just hit me right now that even if Riki and I continue our relationship from 4 years ago, things will be even more complicated and hard. The time difference, the flights, everything will be harder than before, and we couldn’t even survive that.”
“You two will make things work. You both love each other too much to not even give your relationship a second chance.”
The lady gets up out of her seat before walking away, leaving you to register everything she’s told you in your short conversation with her. So you had just misunderstood. Nagai Hikari knows Riki very well, arguably better than some of Riki’s friends, considering how she’s literally watched him grow up.
She has watched you grow up too, with you and Keiji training at this exact rink just with a different coach. She had been there when your relationship with Riki had sprouted, blossomed, then wilted.
Hikari’s silent observations prove to be useful to you. Riki loves you, she had said. Your heart fills with joy at the sound of that.
But now you know that you’re the one who needs to make the first move, and nervousness courses through your veins. The last and first time you’ve ever confessed to someone is after Taki had left it all out in the open. You two just whispered a meek ‘I like you a lot’, and then Riki asked you if you’d like to be his girlfriend.
You had said yes.
You don’t think the confession should go like that this time around. Your first confession lasted no longer than 5 minutes. Your first breakup lasted no longer than 5 minutes.
Love is special. It should be treated as such.
6 years ago, as a teenager and after Taki exposed your feelings for each other, you should have told Riki how crazily, stupidly in love he made you feel. You should’ve told him that every second, every moment you shared with him sparked this feeling of joy that you couldn’t possibly ever describe in any shape of form. You should’ve told him that there is nobody else in the world that you could ever imagine feeling this way for.
And 4 years ago, after you both came to the realisation that things weren’t working out, you should’ve told Riki that you wanted to try and fix things. You should’ve told him that even though everything was going south, those short moments with him that you managed to squeeze into your busy schedule was the only time you felt like you were at peace.
You should’ve told him that despite everything, you still loved him.
So this time around, you’ll tell Riki all the words you never got to say during your first confession, and during your breakup.
The words “I like you a lot” are not remotely enough to describe your feelings for Riki. You could write entire paragraphs about your feelings, and 5 words, 12 letters is nowhere near the length of a paragraph.
You get up from your seat, looking around to try and find Taki. When you do, you immediately run up to him, startling him a little bit. “Do you know where Riki is?” you ask him, and a sly smile spreads across his lips.
“You look like you’re in a hurry.”
“I’m not.”
“Okay. Well, he’s gone to see Rei. He says that she’s not feeling well.”
“Ah,” you say, pulling out your phone. Sure enough, there are a couple messages from Riki.
Rei’s throwing up, I think she ate something bad. Had to leave early to drive her to the doctor’s. I won’t be able to get strawberry cake with you at Mrs Kimura’s today, but I bought you a slice and dropped it off at Hinata’s apartment on my way to Rei’s. Hoping it lifts your mood a bit. See you tomorrow!
Knowing that Riki had even gone out of his way to buy you a slice of the strawberry cake and drop it off at Hinata’s apartment himself when he couldn’t go to the shop with you today makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
You can’t believe you’ve found someone like Nishimura Riki.
“What are you smiling at?” Taki asks you, even though he already knows the answer. Don’t worry about it, and thank you for the cake! Hope Rei feels better soon, you write, before tapping send.
“You know the answer without asking, Taki.” you say, before grabbing your bags and leaving the arena.
You return to Hinata’s with a bright smile, strawberry cake waiting for you and your feelings for Riki stronger than ever.
SIXTEEN. in every universe, 1Lo<.
Riki heads to the rink much earlier than he usually does on a Wednesday morning.
He’s hoping to get in more practice time today, since his practice was abruptly cut by Rei getting food poisoning, leading to Riki needing to drive his cousin to the hospital.
The streets of Nagoya are awfully quiet this early in the morning, and as Riki walks by empty streets with his headphones on, he quietly admires the city that he calls his home away from home.
The boy pushes past the doors of the arena, the cold air from the rink brushing against his face. It’s not possible for someone to be here this early in the morning — hell, he knows that even Hikari isn’t awake right now.
The boy quietly places down his bags, pulling his skates out. He puts his skates on, placing his regular sneakers into a shoe bag that he stuffs into his skate bag. Riki finishes lacing up his skates, and he walks over to his locker, shoving his bags in there.
Riki removes his skate guards before skating out onto the ice.
The ice has never felt so comforting to Riki, especially during preparations for Worlds. Perhaps he should start practising much earlier than he usually does.
But then he hears the doors of the arena open, and he curiously looks towards the entrance to see who would possibly come here this early, other than him.
It’s you.
He doesn’t know why something so simple, such as you walking through the doors makes his breath hitch. Butterflies flutter in his stomach, and despite how cold the rink is, Riki has never felt so warm.
You seem to spot him, and you hurriedly lace up your skates before skating onto the ice — seemingly not even bothering to put your skate bag away into your own locker.
“Morning,” you breathe out.
Riki doesn’t know how nervous you are.
“Morning.” Riki smiles at you, and just at the sight of his smile, you swear you fall in love with him all over again.
“How’s Rei?” you skate beside him, and Riki shrugs at your words. “She’s doing okay, I think. Her friend Gaeul’s taking care of her, since she knows I’m busy preparing for Worlds. I should go and see her sometime soon though, just to check up.”
Riki seems to suddenly remember something. “Oh, did you get the cake?”
“Yes, I did!” you say with a wide grin and a bright twinkle in your eye. Warmth blooms across Riki’s chest at the sight of your joyful smile. He’s glad he’s the one who was able to make you smile like that. “I’m glad Hinata didn’t eat the cake.”
“Me too.”
Then there’s just silence between you and Riki. It’s not a comfortable silence, but it’s not awkward, either. It’s just you, trying to get yourself to muster up the courage to tell him what you’ve wanted to say to him, and Riki, sensing that you’re about to tell him something, but nothing seems to slip past your lips.
Riki decides that he doesn’t quite like the silence. “Are you okay from yesterday?”
“Hmm?”
“You seemed upset. I got worried.” he confesses, looking down at his skates. A tiny smile appears on your lips.
“I’m okay. It was just me overthinking.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
Is this the right time? you ask yourself. You don’t know what exactly to say. All you know is your feelings towards Riki are so strong that you just can’t keep it a secret anymore. You don’t have a clearly thought out paragraph to tell him how you feel, you don’t have anything rehearsed — all you have are your feelings.
“I love you,” you blurt out.
You just hope that your feelings are enough.
Riki stops in his tracks.
“I have never stopped loving you, and it’s killing me that I only realised a couple weeks ago. Less than 5 minutes seems like all the time we need to make major decisions regarding our relationship — but I don’t want 5 minutes. 5 minutes is too little for me to tell you how much I like you. It’s too little for me to tell you that even when we were 14 years old, with our eyes set on nothing but flashy titles and gold medals, I knew that you would be the only one that I could ever find myself having these types of feelings for. It’s too little for me to tell you that during those 5 minutes of our breakup, I should’ve gathered the courage to tell you to stay.”
You take a step closer to him. “And I know that with my confession, I’ve opened up hundreds, even thousands of doors of problems that could happen in our relationship. Staying as just friends would and could have avoided all that — but I don’t want to be just friends. Hikari is right. I love you too much to not even try and give our relationship a second chance, and I… I don’t know. I suppose that I should tell you that I wish that I didn’t propose the idea to leave our relationship all behind when you kissed me at 4 Continents. I wish that I didn’t tell you that it was all just a spur of the moment thing — I wanted it to happen. And after it did happen, I wanted it to happen over, and over, and over again.”
“I don’t know. Perfection is everything that we have strived for,” you mumble. “Every day, we are told to execute certain things to perfection. And I know that we’ll never be as perfect as we are on the ice. But I don’t need perfection when I have you.”
You pour your entire heart out. You’ve said every single possible thing that comes to mind, and your mind is now just blank. You don’t know what Riki’s going to say, what he’s going to do — all you know is that you could feel nothing but overwhelming joy in the next second, or overwhelming, crushing, heartbreak.
You can’t read Riki’s expression. He seems like he’s still trying to register all the words you had just said.
But then he tugs on the sleeve of your jacket. You look at him, confused — until you see the widest smile you’ve ever seen on Riki’s face.
“I love you too.” he beams, and you feel that overwhelming feeling of joy. You wrap your arms around him, burying your face in his chest to hide the stupid, lovestruck grin on your lips.
You look at him, and Mrs Kimura is right. He does look at you as if you’ve got stars in your eyes. “I was scared to tell you how I felt. Because I was worried that you wouldn’t feel the same way — and I couldn’t lose you all over again,” he mumbles.
“You’ll never lose me.”
Riki’s lips quirk up into a smile. “I didn’t want to forget about our shared history after the kiss. I guess that I’m just always too fearful to tell you how crazily in love I am with you.”
“I guess that makes us crazily in love with each other.” you whisper to him.
He nods, a breathy laugh escaping past his lips. Riki then leans in to connect your lips with his, and everything feels right. Everything has always felt right with you. The flavour of the minty lozenge from the kiss at 4 Continents is instead replaced with your strawberry flavoured chapstick, and Riki brings his hand up to slowly cup your cheek.
Your first confession was at this rink. Your breakup was at this rink. And now your second first confession and second first kiss is also at this rink.
This time, everything is exactly the way you had imagined it. Nobody is there to interfere. No words have been left unsaid. This time, it is just you and Riki, and you know that perfect is not an ideal word to describe things, given how much pressure the word alone in a different context holds — but everything is perfect.
Riki doesn’t know if soulmates exist or not. But if he did have one, he knew it would be you. You both are like two missing puzzle pieces that match perfectly together — as if he was made for you, and you were made for him.
When you both pull away, Riki rests his forehead against yours. “I watched a movie a few days ago,” he whispers.
“What was it about?”
“The multiverse,” he replies, lacing his hands with yours. “Hundreds and hundreds of different universes. And I thought to myself: in each and every universe, I would still want to find my way back to you.”
Your heart swells to the point where you think it’s about to burst at the seams. “And I would always want to find my way back to you, too.”
Nishimura Riki is yours, as much as you are his. He has never left your heart the second he twizzled his way into it, and you truly are surprised how it took you this long to accept it when everybody else (but Riki, too) had known that you two would eventually find your way back to each other.
Wherever you are in the world, I will search for you.
And as Riki presses another kiss to your lips, he knows that love is no longer some sort of mystery he cannot figure out anymore.
Riki realises that love isn’t as complicated as he thought. Love, to Riki, is you. It is the most simplest of definitions, and Riki knows the meaning will never change for him.
Riki may be still a quarter of a rotation off on that quadruple axel, but for love? Riki isn’t a quarter off at all anymore.
He puts love on pause, because he will only ever press play when he finds his way back to you. Love is no longer far away, out of reach, and only something Riki can dream of experiencing anymore. He is with you, your hand in his — and everything is right.
You twizzle your way right into Nishimura Riki’s heart all over again, and he knows you’ll stay there for a very, very long time.
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— (09.20.22) SMILE
IN WHICH ?! — Riki hates almost everything about Y/n, especially her positive attitude and happy smile. It irked him to see how happy the girl could be in the worst situation possible. All he wants to see is the girl cry— cry tears of sadness and not joy— see her smile turn into a frown. He doesn’t know why, he just wants too.
genre… angst, fluff, one sided e2l, highschool au
pairing… riki x f!reader
warnings… swearing, riki is a jerk boo!! riki is also a negative nancy, not proofread, let me know if i missed anything!
release date… 09.20.22
word count… 6.5k
Y/n was the definition of “a smile could light your day up” Everyone knew how kind and helpful she was, she always had a bright smile on her face ready to start the day. Nishimura Riki on the other hand did not like her smile. It wasn’t like she had ugly teeth, he just hated seeing the girl be all happy at seven in the morning. She was far too energetic for him, Riki wasn’t like that at all. He’s smiled before obviously— it’s rare but it happens.
He sort of envy’s how positive Y/n can be, Riki always expected the worst so he wouldn’t be disappointed in the future. He hates hearing Y/n say, “Don’t worry! I’m sure you can do great on the next test!” to a student who was hopelessly bad at the subject.
He wants to see Y/n cry one day— cry tears of sadness. It’s an asshole thought, he admits. He’s just curious what a girl with a perfect smile would look like with a frown and wet tears streaming down her face, would it be just as perfect?
What's even worse is that Y/n is so set on becoming friends with Riki, she even gives him little motivational notes and he hates it. He doesn’t need motivation. Riki gets good grades, he doesn’t see the point in needing motivation.
Y/n’s only giving him notes cause the guy always looks like he’s miserable and needs a motivational speech to get through in life. She means no harm.
Riki scoffed as he saw a note be placed on his desk from the corner of his eye. “How many times do I have to tell you, I don’t need these.” He picks it up and crumbles it in his hand, placing it back into Y/n’s. “You look like you need it, there’s no harm in giving someone a little motivation.” Y/n smiled, flashing her dimples.
“Well, I don’t need it.” He went back to his paper. Y/n was watching him over his shoulder. “You can go now.” Riki turned his head and looked at the girl. “Can you actually help me with today's homework? I still need help picking up this type of lesson. We can work in the library after school!?” Y/n suggested.
“You’re smart, aren’t you? Learn it yourself.” Riki closed his binder. Standing up, his chair hitting Y/n slightly making her step back. “Mrs. Kim isn’t teaching the lesson again, I know you took notes. You always do, and I was too busy helping the key club. Mrs. Kim said to ask someone for notes.” Y/n looked at him with puppy eyes.
“Don’t do that— stop that. Ask someone else.” He said, making his way to the door of the classroom, Y/n following behind. “But everyone else takes notes differently! I don’t like how they do it, our notes are similar as always.”
“Stop following me, I don’t want my friends to think there’s some kid following me around like a lost dog.”
“Not my fault you’re a giant.” Y/n muttered, a small hint of frustration on her face. “I’ll give you something in return? Do you want money?”
“Money and you to leave me alone.” Riki suddenly turned around at the mention of money, making the girl bump into his chest gently. “Deal, how much?” Y/n asked.
“Fifty.”
“FIFTY?!” Y/n gasped. “For a bunch of notes?” Y/n sighed. “Fine, I’ll pay you fifty and I’ll stop giving you motivational notes and I’ll leave you alone. I promise.”
“Meet me in the library after school, in the back. I don’t wanna be seen with you.” Riki nodded his head. “That’s rude. I’ve been nothing but nice to you.” Y/n’s arms crossed. “So what?” Riki chuckled, walking away to his next class.
—
Y/n sat patiently waiting for the boy to arrive. It’s been ten minutes already, she was getting tired. She had once again helped the Key club and also helped some kids with their homework last period so she was tired.
Y/n rested her head on her binder, falling fast asleep within the next five minutes.
She had woken up to a book being slammed on the table. “Wake up.” Riki said as he sat across from the girl. “You said you wanted my notes and you’re here sleeping.”
“What time is it?” Y/n mumbled, checking her phone. “I’ve been waiting for thirty minutes.” Y/n looked at the boy. “I got caught up in something.” He lied, he didn't, he just purposely caused a ruckus in his last period so he could be late meeting up with Y/n.
“Well, here’s my notes. Copy them down and then you can give me money and you’ll stop giving me those motivational notes.” Riki slid his notes to Y/n. “Thank you.” Y/n nodded her head, starting to write down her own sheet of notes.
“Don’t thank me, I’m just—.” Riki paused, seeing his friends laugh at him through the window. “Doing it for the money.” He grabbed a blank piece of paper and crumbled it. “Hurry up, will you?” He threw it at her.
“What was that for…” Y/n looked up at him. “Why’re you always acting like such an asshole?” Y/n scoffed. “Why are you always acting like such a suck up?” Riki scowled. “You’re always kissing everyone's ass. “Oh I can help you!” “Do you need help!?” like shut up already.” Y/n’s face looked pale. She was speechless. He had just proved her point, Nishimura Riki was and is an asshole.
“Not my fault you’re a giant.” Y/n muttered, a small hint of frustration on her face. “I’ll give you something in return? Do you want money?”
“Money and you to leave me alone.” Riki suddenly turned around at the mention of money, making the girl bump into his chest gently. “Deal, how much?” Y/n asked.
“Fifty.”
“FIFTY?!” Y/n gasped. “For a bunch of notes?” Y/n sighed. “Fine, I’ll pay you fifty and I’ll stop giving you motivational notes and I’ll leave you alone. I promise.”
“Meet me in the library after school, in the back. I don’t wanna be seen with you.” Riki nodded his head. “That’s rude. I’ve been nothing but nice to you.” Y/n’s arms crossed. “So what?” Riki chuckled, walking away to his next class.
—
Y/n sat patiently waiting for the boy to arrive. It’s been ten minutes already, she was getting tired. She had once again helped the Key club and also helped some kids with their homework last period so she was tired.
Y/n rested her head on her binder, falling fast asleep within the next five minutes.
She had woken up to a book being slammed on the table. “Wake up.” Riki said as he sat across from the girl. “You said you wanted my notes and you’re here sleeping.”
“What time is it?” Y/n mumbled, checking her phone. “I’ve been waiting for thirty minutes.” Y/n looked at the boy. “I got caught up in something.” He lied, he didn't, he just purposely caused a ruckus in his last period so he could be late meeting up with Y/n.
“Well, here’s my notes. Copy them down and then you can give me money and you’ll stop giving me those motivational notes.” Riki slid his notes to Y/n. “Thank you.” Y/n nodded her head, starting to write down her own sheet of notes.
“Don’t thank me, I’m just—.” Riki paused, seeing his friends laugh at him through the window. “Doing it for the money.” He grabbed a blank piece of paper and crumbled it. “Hurry up, will you?” He threw it at her.
“What was that for…” Y/n looked up at him. “Why’re you always acting like such an asshole?” Y/n scoffed. “Why are you always acting like such a suck up?” Riki scowled. “You’re always kissing everyone's ass. “Oh I can help you!” “Do you need help!?” like shut up already.” Y/n’s face looked pale. She was speechless. He had just proved her point, Nishimura Riki was and is an asshole.
“Here,” Y/n slapped a fifty dollar bill on the table. “Take your money.” She quickly grabbed her things and left the library. Riki’s friends laughed at the way their youngest had made a scene, it was so painfully obvious to them that he was just saying whatever was on his mind without thinking.
Riki’s friends weren’t assholes. They definitely had a bad rep, they were nice but no one knew that. No one dared to try and get close to them. People often mistook their laughter for something mean. In reality, they were laughing at how tough Riki tried to act.
They always thought Riki was just talking nonsense when he would mention Y/n. They thought he was crazy for hating a girl simply because of her smile. But they never said much about it, they barely knew the girl so they didn’t have an opinion on it.
—
Riki eyed Y/n from across the room. Riki sat in the back of the classroom during English and Y/n sat in the front. She usually did in all her classes. He was watching the way she helped her seatmate, helping them understand the assignment more.
He sometimes wished she could see how everyone took advantage of her. Her kindness was like a stepping stone to everyone, helping them pass a class without actually doing work. Y/n was a people pleaser, if they’d ask her to do most of the work for a project she’d do so. She didn’t like having enemies or getting into arguments.
“Riki,” His seatmate called him. He turned his head to him. “Your paper is down here, not up there.” His seatmate chuckled, waving his paper in front of him. “I know.” Riki’s eyebrow furrowed and snatched his paperback.
The bell rang. “If you didn’t finish your paper it’s due Monday morning for homework.” Mrs. Shin said. “Good luck on that basketball game, have fun!” She said to the basketball team walking out of her class.
The basketball team was filled with some jerks. Riki being one of them— but he’s still better than his teammates. They were— kinda a bad influence on him, he started to get that rude attitude from the captain.
The captain, Minjun had some sort of— issue with Riki’s friends, they always gave each other dirty looks in the hallways. Minjun didn’t consider Riki a friend, he just saw him as a good basketball player. That resulted in Riki always being left out, the two butt heads from time to time. Other than that they just ignored each other until a game.
But of course Minjun tried to get into Riki’s head. When he was invited to hang out Minjun and his friends, they would talk about people like they were below them. They would ask Riki what he thought about some kids at school. Riki— a freshman at the time wanting to be liked by them, so he just agreed.
Every Time he’s with Minjun and his friends he’d put up an act. The act soon became real, he started to be so bitter to people he didn’t know and he really didn’t care.
Nishimura Riki was not like how he was two years ago. He was a kind and sweet boy, who often teased people. Everyone liked his funny harmless jokes. Nowadays he barely makes jokes, and if he did they weren’t harmless at all, they were bluntly rude and all he did was say “It’s just a joke” to hide the fact that it wasn’t.
Y/n was interested in Riki. She wondered why he was so different from before. She wanted to see how sweet he could be again.
—
Even though Y/n had been leaving Riki alone he just couldn’t escape her. Even when they didn’t have a class together she’d show up, either with some papers from other teachers or handing in early homework— or even to just say hi! He just couldn’t get away from her.
But he knew he couldn’t lash out on her because she kept her promise. She had stopped giving him notes and left him alone. Y/n was a woman of her word.
And he certainly wasn’t surprised to have bumped into her while walking the hallways. But he was shocked with her suddenly tripping in front of him, dropping her belongings. The basketball team nearby was laughing, one of them had purposely tripped her.
“Sorry.” Y/n muttered, Riki stared at the girl for a little. Watching her pick her books up. “You’re good.” Riki said as he bent down to help her. “Your knee,” He pointed to her bloody knee. “It’s fine, it’ll just leave a bruise.” Y/n stood up, limping while doing so. “Thank you.” Y/n nodded her head, about to walk away.
“Here.” Riki pulled a bandage out of his bag, “My little sister falls all the time.”
“Thank you.” Y/n smiled and walked away.
“Riki.” Minjun called him over. “What are you doing?” He asked, tone of voice sounding confused and angry. “Just helping her, she fell and was bleeding. Nothing wrong with that.” He scoffed. “Yeah well she’s a loser, the only help she needs is a sense of surroundings. If she saw Jaesungs foot she wouldn’t have fallen.”
“If Jaesungs foot wasn’t there she wouldn’t have fallen.” Riki’s face slightly scrunched, tired of his captain's bullshit. “Y/n hasn’t done anything to you, just leave her alone.”
“Why do you care so much? Do you like her or something?” The whole team chuckled. “No, I don’t. It’s not hard to be nice to someone.” Riki scowled. “You’re one to talk, weren’t you shit talking about her the other day?” Minjun raised his eyebrow.
“There’s a difference! I wasn’t physically hurting her.” Riki really couldn’t defend himself in a situation like this, he may have not physically hurt her but definitely hurt her verbally.
“And we weren’t either, no one saw anything.” Minjun grinned.
—
Y/n was walking up behind Riki, wanting to say thank you again for the other day. “Riki,” She tapped his shoulder, standing on her tippitoes since the boy was taller than her. He turned around, “Yes?” He asked.
“I just wanted to say thank you again! For the bandaid, it was nice of you.” She smiled cheekily, “No problem, blood…creeps me out. Was just helping myself as well.” He excused.
“H-Hey! I know I said I’d leave you alone but do you mind helping me with something? I don’t know who else to ask…” Y/n looked at the floor, scared to meet his eyes. “What is it?” Riki asked.
“Someone threw my sweater on the basketball hoop in the gym, I don’t know how to get it back— and it’s cold outside!”
Riki sighed. “Fine, I’ll help you. Let’s go.” Riki and Y/n started walking to the gym. It was the end of the day and everyone had already exited the school. “You should really stop letting people take advantage of you.”
“What do you mean?” Y/n looked at the boy with a confused face. “I mean— you’re too nice to people who don’t deserve it. One day someones gonna fuck you over, play a prank on you ‘cause of how gullible you are.” Riki explained. “I-I just like helping people.”
“That’s cool…I guess. But still, people only use you for answers. If I was you I wouldn’t have let that slide.”
Y/n shrugged her shoulders. “Is it bad that I’m too nice?” She asked. “…I don’t think so. I think it gets a tad annoying but other than that no.”
“You’re confusing.” Y/n chuckled. “One day you hate me and the other you don’t.”
Riki didn’t hate Y/n. He told himself he did everytime he thought about her but it wasn’t true at all. He was just jealous of how positive she could be. Jealous of how happy she could be without worrying it’d be stripped away from her the next day.
Riki just missed his family, he misses hanging out with them everyday. He’d be all happy with his friends then suddenly remember how he would do the same things at home with his parents. His parents were always so busy, they never had time to hangout as a whole anymore.
He’d usually spend his days home taking care of his little sister, Aki. His older sister was off at college so it was just him and Aki everyday.
“Here it is.” Y/n pointed to her sweater hanging onto the hoop. “Someone threw it up there.”
Riki sighed. “I think I know who it was.” He walked up to the hoop and jumped, grabbing onto the sweater, pulling it down. “Thank you!” Y/n exclaimed, he handed her her sweater.
“I hope I didn’t waste your time.” Y/n frowned slightly, “It’s fine, I gotta go now. I need to pick up my sister from school.” He nodded his head.
—
“Y/n, could you help me with my homework? Or could I just give it to you?” Misuk, a girl from the art club asked, handing Y/n her paper. “Oh—uh, do you not understand it or…?” Y/n sheepishly chuckled. “I’m just way too busy with this project I’m working on! I don’t have enough time!”
“And what makes you think Y/n has time?” Riki interrupted their conversation. “Oh— Do you have time, Y/n? I’m sorry I didn’t ask.”
“I don’t—.”
“Y/n has to help me babysit my sister, so she can’t do your homework for you. Do it yourself or find someone else.” Riki took the paper from Y/n’s hands and gave it back to Misuk, pushing her back a little.
Misuk scoffed, “You don’t have to be so rude.” She crossed her arms, walking away.
“What was that?” Y/n asked, turning her attention to Riki. “Just saving you.”
“Saving me from what?”
“Aish— you’re too naive, Misuk didn’t have a project to do, she finished it last week. She just didn’t know the answers so she tried tricking you into doing her homework.”
“Now, let’s go.” Riki said as he grabbed Y/n’s bag on the desk and handed her it. “Where are we going?” Y/n followed Riki behind. “My house, I actually need someone to babysit my sister— and you’re the only one I trust, I can trust you, right?” He raised his eyebrow.
“Y-yes you can, and why do you need me to watch your sister? Are you busy?” Y/n stuttered, flustered at the thought of Riki trusting her. “Be-Because I said so! Yes, because I said so!” Riki stuttered as well, he didn’t have a clear reason for why he said that. He can babysit his little sister without help.
“How old is your little sister?”
“She’s 6, I walk her to school in the morning while my parents are getting ready for work, so we have to go pick her up.” He said as the two walked out of the school gates. “Okay! I can’t wait to meet her.” Y/n smiled. Riki almost forgot how much he hated that damn smile.
How much he hated her dimples, her rosy cheeks, her long hair, her eye smile, her ability to light a room up. He hated it as much as he hated that gyaru peace pose.
He cringed whenever she got overly excited from something so little, how on earth could something like getting a second milk carton make her so happy?
—
“Who’s this?” Aki asked, “I’m Y/n.” She smiled and nodded her head. “Are you Riki’s friend?” Aki crossed her arms, Y/n was about to answer but Riki interrupted. “She’s a classmate.”
“You’re pretty!”
“Thank you, you are too.” Y/n smiled at the sudden compliment. “No I’m not! A guy in my class said I was ugly!”
“Well, boys are gross. Don’t listen to him.” Y/n held her hand out for Aki to grab it, “Are you hungry?” She asked, and Aki nodded her head. “Riki always makes me food when we get home.”
“What does he make?”
“Only cereal and grilled cheese, that’s all he can make.” Aki sulked, “H-Hey! I can make other things, I just choose not to.”
Riki was quiet on the walk to his house, Y/n and Aki’s. conversations filling his eardrums with noise.
Y/n ‘babysitting’ Aki became something normal, Riki tried telling Aki that Y/n didn’t need to pick her up from school as well but she insisted on doing so. The three would hang out at their house— well more like Y/n and Aki. Riki still kept his tough guy act up. Especially at school, around Aki he was more reserved and soft. At school half of the time he treated Y/n like trash and the other half he was nicer to her.
He hates to admit that he wanted to not hide small smiles and laughs every time he listened to Y/n talk to Aki. He hates to admit how much he admired the girl caring for Aki like she was her own sister.
And he hated to admit how he got that feeling whenever Y/n looked at him with that pure curiosity look in her eyes. Y/n had the desire to know everything, she asked so many questions— ones he had no clear answer to.
Why was Riki so rude to her? Why was Riki so nice to her when he wanted to be? Why had Riki held this act up for so long? Why is Riki still trying to get validation from Minjun despite hating him?
He hated how much of the little things she’d notice and remember, whilst Y/n loved it. Riki would remember the way she would draw a smiley face at the end of every note she wrote. The way she would cover her spoon with her sleeves to eat the freezing cold ice cream. The way she would wear her lucky necklace on special occasions or days. The way she liked to be hugged before saying goodbye.
He remembered it all. He wished he couldn’t. He wished he never felt like this. Like Y/n’s smile could light his day up, ‘cause it did, and he hated it.
—
Y/n told almost everyone close to her about Riki, about how he remembered the little things or how he made her heart beat like crazy. She didn’t want a lecture from her aunt so she tried not to tell her about how he usually treated her at school— but outside of school is what mattered to her! Y/n could tell Riki was just acting! She figured it out after seeing the difference between the way he’d talk to the basketball team and then his friends.
All that mattered to Y/n was the way he made her feel. He made her special even by just remembering the little things. Her standards are quite low— she believes everyone deserves second chances. She only pays attention to the positive side to everything, to most people Riki’s negative side stood out, to Y/n his soft side did.
“Riki! Wanna eat lunch together?” Y/n asked as she approached the boy who was standing with his friends. “Riki, who’s this?” Lee Heeseung, a senior at Hybe asked. “Uh— this is Y/n,”
“Y/n, this is Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Jungwon.” Riki introduced his friends to Y/n. “Hi! L/n Y/n! I’ve never seen you guys around before!” She shook each of their hands. “Are you Riki’s girlfriend?” Sunoo asked. “No, I don’t even think he considers us friends.” Y/n joked.
“You’re funny,” Heeseung said. “How come you’ve never told us about her.” Heeseung turned his head towards Riki. “Thought you wouldn’t care, you guys have better things to worry about. Like— Jungwon-Hyungs class president duties.”
“Well we do! Let’s have lunch together, happy to get to know you more, Y/n.” Sunoo smiled at Y/n. The group of friends and Y/n walking to an empty table, the table they usually sat at.
“I think I’ve seen you around, Y/n. You’re in the Key club, right? I sometimes read at the park and see you guys cleaning it up.” Sunoo said, taking a sip of his milk.
“Yeah! It’s really fun, helping the world makes me happy.”
“How do you even get along with Riki? He’s such a negative nancy.” Jungwon sarcastically rolled his eyes and looked at Riki, who glared at him. “I know he is! I’m starting to worry— why hasn’t my positive energy rub off onto him!”
“Cause’ he’s stubborn,” Jay commented, “So what if I am.” Riki chimed in, annoyed with the sudden slander he’s getting. “I just don’t wanna get too hopeful and then be disappointed when it doesn’t go my way. Things will go downhill for you soon, Y/n.” He looked Y/n straight in the eyes. “Sooner or later.”
“Do-Don’t say that.” Y/n’s smile faltered.
—
“Aki.” Y/n smiled and bent down to match the girl's height. “How was your day? Are you hungry?” Y/n asked. Her and Riki had just picked Aki up from school and walked back to his house. “Can you make me a bowl of fruits, Unnie?“ Aki asked, holding Y/n’s hands.
Y/n loved kids, she found them adorable. She doesn’t understand how people could hate such a baby face.
Y/n was like a blessing to the world. She was kind, helpful, good with kids, cared about earth, had cute dimples and on top of it a cute smile.
“Of course, do you want any type of fruit?” Aki nodded at her. Riki watched from the front door, watched the way Y/n spoke so sweetly to his baby sister.
He’s starting to regret the way he acts towards her.
“Riki, what’s up with you and that Y/n girl? Are you together or what?” Minjun asked him. Riki and him standing at the door of the boys locker room. “Nothing's up, why do you ask?” Riki crossed his arms, confused with the sudden question.
“Cause’ you too are getting close, don’t you think she’s annoying? and don’t get me started on that damn smile.” Minjun laughed. “I wonder how her cheeks haven't fallen off with all her giggling and smiling.”
“I guess so, it’s annoying sometimes. It’s like she can’t live without me, always following me.” Riki chuckled. “And right! Her smile just irritates me. How can one be so happy? I hate it. I wanna see her cry to be honest.”
The first thing Riki hears is Minjun’s laughs and the second is the sound of something dropping and footsteps running away. He turned his back to see a binder on the floor, curious so he walked over to it.
L/n Y/n :) . Written on the side.
Riki’s eyes widened slightly and he looked around the corner to see Y/n slam her locker shut and run down the stairs.
“Y/n! Wait— hear me out!” He ran and caught up to the girl. “Hear you out for what!” Y/n said, tears streaming down her face now. “You already said what you truly think of me.” She wiped her right cheek.
“I’m crying. Are you happy? Are you amused? Are you finally gonna stop being so negative and gloomy! Is this what you wanted?” Y/n shouted, letting it all out.
“Thats-Thats not what I wanted! I didn’t mean it!”
“I hate you, Nishimura Riki.” Those were words Riki never expected to leave Y/n’s mouth. It was like a stab to his heart, he didn’t know it’d hurt this much hearing that. Oh how he wished he could see Y/n’s smile right now, he regrets saying he wanted to see Y/n cry. It’s a sight he doesn’t like.
“Hate is a strong word, Y/n. Don’t just throw it around.” He tried to stay calm. “Oh— but you can! I used to believe everyone deserves a second chance, even you. Hell— I gave you more than two chances! I never hated you before, but now I do.” Y/n smiled slightly. Riki knows he wished to see Y/n smile right now— but this one was different. It wasn’t genuine, pure happiness but it was anger.
“You were right. I shouldn’t be too hopeful, 'cause I had really hoped you would like me like I like you.” Y/n said the last word before walking away.
Riki doesn’t blame Y/n for avoiding him. Of course it bothered him— It was a constant reminder of how he’d been a jerk, and Aki missed her as well so that didn’t help. She would ask about Y/n everyday and he had to come up with so many excuses like— Y/n is busy, Y/n needs to do homework, Y/n’s got extra assignments.
Whenever he would try and get her attention she’d ignore him. He even wrote little notes to her! Motivational notes….he could tell she wasn’t herself. Even if she smiled at everyone and still helped everyone her smile wasn’t genuine. She would rip the notes when she’d see them on her desk, rip them before even reading them!
Riki’s been trying to figure out ways to get her attention, he was starting to believe she actually hated him!
And maybe she did. She hated the way he tried to save himself by saying he didn’t mean it. She hated the way he was telling her someone was gonna fuck her over one day and it ended up being him. How he told her people were taking advantage of her kindness, despite being nice to her whilst secretly wanting to see her cry for no given reason.
But most importantly, she hated the way he lied to her.
Even Riki’s friends tried to get her attention but she ignored them as well, wanting to do nothing with whoever and whatever was involved with Riki.
She stopped buying the ice cream they’d eat together. She stopped wearing that sweater he had helped her get back. She stopped wearing that one necklace she wore to Riki’s game.
Almost everything around her reminded her of him. They weren’t even talking officially, she should’ve known falling for him was a bad idea from the start.
FIVE MONTHS LATER.
Y/n was different. Everyone noticed it over the few months, the way her smile wasn’t as bright, the way her cheeks weren’t as rosy, the way she stopped talking to everyone.
No one paid much attention to it, they expected it to happen sooner or later. Riki paid attention to it of course. He paid attention to her all the time, even if the two had distanced from one another. Riki stopped trying and just accepted the fact that he screwed up.
On the bright side, Riki’s been thinking less negatively. He only reminisces on the happy things in his life, life’s too short to be thinking about sad stuff. He just wishes he’d realize this when he still had Y/n by his side.
“C’mon, Riki.” Heeseung patted his friend's shoulder. “Just talk to her—.”
“Oh— cause that’s easy! She’s basically me five months ago. And you know how I was.” Riki interrupted him. “Like you said— life’s too short, give it another shot. And thousands of others— if you really like her, you wouldn’t have given up.”
“I hate when you give correct advice.” Riki glared at his Hyung. “Whatever, I’ll talk to her.” Riki crossed his arms and stared at his food tray. “What are you staring at…” He looked up to see Heeseung staring at him in confusion. “Oh— you mean now?”
“Yes, I mean now!” Heeseung laughed, kicking Riki’s feet and using his head to point in Y/n’s direction, signaling him to stand up. He stood up and rolled his eyes before making his way to the table Y/n was sitting at.
“Hi,” He sat across from her. “Y/n, how are you?” He asked. Y/n’s attention on a book, “What do you want, Nishimura.”
“No first name basis?” Riki tried to joke, Y/n’s eyes looked up from the book. “Do you think you really deserve it?” Riki didn’t respond, Y/n scoffing and moving her attention back to her book.
“Listen— I really am sorry.”
“It’s been five months, I really don’t care anymore.” Y/n sighed, flipping a page in her book. “So why not bother to call me Riki? You clearly care if you’re holding a grudge for this long.” Riki was starting to get annoyed with the girl.
“I mean who wouldn’t, it seemed like you cared for me when in reality all you wanted was to see me at my worst. And you did, so you can leave me alone now.”
“But I don’t want to! You don’t get it, I do care for you. All that stuff I said wasn’t true— maybe it was before— but I was just saying it because Minjun was talking to me.”
“Then you’re a coward.” Y/n shut her book and walked away.
Riki didn’t think talking to Y/n would be this hard. All he ever knew about the girl was how happy she was, seeing her— look unhappy was unusual and weird.
He thought talking to Y/n would be easy, she had always been an easy person to talk to. What even hurt him more was how easy it was for Y/n to break apart because of a boy. A lame boy who couldn’t even speak the truth.
He was upset at how much of a jerk he had been. Even more upset that Y/n was exactly like he was five months ago. He wonders how Y/n dealt with him and still held herself up.
Riki liked Y/n, but he couldn’t help but get frustrated whenever he tried talking to her. She would ignore him, be blunt, and not even look at him.
“Y/n, can you just cooperate? It’s just a small project, can’t you just put your grudge aside and help me do this?” Riki tried to get the girl to speak, following her outside to the school parking lot. No answer. “Please— Y/n, don’t you wanna get a good grade? And plus this is a two person project you can’t do it by yourself.”
“Watch me do it by myself.” Y/n turned around and snatched the project paper from his hands. “Look— I’ve tried to keep calm but I can’t! You’re so frustrating!”
“Yeah well that’s how I felt! It sucks trying to make someone think positively, doesn’t it?”
“It fucks with your head— You don’t know how many times I almost gave up— how many times I wanted to stop talking to you cause’ of how your words hurt—.”
“I didn’t ask you to talk to me! I asked you to leave me alone, and you did. But you always found a way to find me.” Riki cut Y/n off. “But I wanted to. Talking to you makes me happy, despite how hurtful your words were.” She walked away to her car, leaving Riki furious and confused.
Riki’s head hurt. He didn’t know if it was because of basketball practice or too much thinking. All that ran through his head was Y/n. Y/n Y/n Y/n.
Y/n this Y/n that.
Y/n was happy talking to you. Y/n was hurting. You hurt Y/n.
His parents told him to have no regrets about life growing up. He definitely didn’t listen to them, he regrets almost everything this past year. Regrets talking to Minjun, regrets ignoring Y/n at first, regrets saying those mean words to Y/n.
He also thought about more ways to get Y/n’s old self back. He missed Y/n’s smile, it’s kinda funny to him how he used to hate it. He missed her rosy cheeks and dimples. Her addictive laugh and he—he just missed everything.
“Stop sulking,” Heeseung flopped onto Riki’s bed. “Think about something else.” Heeseung sighed. “How am I supposed to when the universe keeps putting us together! It’s like fate.”
“Since when did you believe in fate?” Jay asked, playing around with Riki’s basketball. “Ever since— actually I don’t know.” Riki mumbled.
“Ever since you and Y/n fought?” Sunoo asked, “It’s been five months, I thought you accepted the fact that she has a grudge?
“Maybe it’s time to actually let it go? You can’t force someone’s feelings.”
“I know that— maybe I should let it go.” Riki sighed, about to accept defeat but then getting a text message. “It’s Y/n!” He opened the message. “She says to meet at the cafe down the street?”
“That’s great! Go!” Heeseung’s head jolted up, a smile on his face. “At least change first.” Sunoo looked Riki up and down, he was still in his Pajamas. “You’re right, I should wear something nice— but not like I’m trying too hard!”
So he wore a white shirt with a tan sweater vest over it. Cute and casual.
But he felt a little overdressed when he saw Y/n in sweats and a sweatshirt…he worried it looked like he was trying hard.
“Hi.” Y/n said as Riki approached the table she was sitting at. “Hi, you texted me?” He sat down. “Uh—yeah, sorry for how much of an ass I’ve been—I thought maybe a study hangout would help.” Y/n confessed. She admits she's been a complete jerk. Holding a grudge when she could tell how genuinely sorry Riki was.
“Oh—that was unexpected. Don’t be sorry, I was a real jerk. You had every right to be mad at me.”
“But still—anger got the best of me and I lashed out on you and everyone.” Y/n spit out, something she had been afraid to admit. “I’m really sorry that I only had the courage to say something now. I should’ve given you time to explain yourself—you can do it now! If it’s worth your time.” Y/n mumbled the last part.
“I missed you—I missed this Y/n.”
“I missed you too, I tried convincing myself to let you go. But I couldn’t.” Y/n sighed. “You hurt me, you did. But all that matters now is how much your mindset has changed.”
“I really am sorry, I was such a jerk the last time we talked. Truth is I did want to see you cry, I wanted to see you frown, I hated your smile. But as I got to know you I learned to love it. Your smile and laugh was addictive, I wanted to see your smile everyday and hear your laugh everyday.”
“I only said that shit to Minjun cause I was obsessed with looking cool in front of him—I know I've expressed how much he gets on my nerves but I still thought about how his thoughts towards me mattered at that time.”
Y/n smiled as she listened to Riki explain. Cute. He was rumbling on and on. “Thank you, for explaining, It was the first thing I should’ve asked you five months ago but I didn’t.”
“Better late than ever.”
“Yeah,” The two stared at each other for a while—not in a weird way. Like a trance. “Uh—how have you been!” Y/n sheepishly laughed.
“I’d be lying if I said good, I–uh just been thinking about you really. Makes me sound obsessed— but am I wrong.” He muttered the last part. “Don’t worry, I have been too. Under all that misery I was thinking about you.”
“Do you—still have feelings for me? Those kinda feelings?” Riki asked bravely. “I do,” Y/n sighed. “I tried to ignore them all those months but I couldn’t. Seeing you try so hard to get me back made me lose my mind. I was so close to knocking on your door and just begging for you to come back. But I didn’t, I told myself I had much better things to do.”
“Which I didn’t, all I did was sit and read.”
“But you like reading?” Riki asked in a questioning tone. “I do, but it was boring when you weren’t by my side lurking and hovering over me.”
“I was pretty annoying with that—sorry.” Riki smiled sheepishly. “Don’t be, I enjoyed your company.”
“Can we go back to the way we were? Not exactly— I promise to be way nicer than I was before. I promise to be honest with you.” Riki blurred out. Y/n chuckled and nodded her head. “Why do you think I told you to meet me here?”
ONE MONTH LATER.
Y/n and Riki finally got together, the two were happier than ever. Riki was sweeter than a cheesecake whenever he was with Y/n, around others he was still stubborn but around Y/n he’d do anything for her.
He wonders what he did in his past life to deserve a girl like Y/n. Did he save the world? Did he cure cancer? He doesn’t know but he’s just grateful Y/n had tried her hardest to talk to Riki this year.
The way he looked at Y/n is what many girls wanted. He looked at her with love and care, he admired her from across the room like she was a statue in a museum.
In his eyes Y/n was the most close to perfect girl he’s ever seen, the prettiest eyes, the prettiest eyes, the best personality, and the prettiest smile.
The way her dimples and rosy cheeks were always there for him to look at.
He loved it just as much as he loved her smile.
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come back... be here | ni-ki
✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained. that's what hybe cafe is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n.
✦ warnings: everything is a mess tbh, confrontation??, they talk about feelings
⋆16 they are going to start dating in 3 months (700 words)
y/n had to talk to ni-ki, she had to understand what was going on. Was he actually serious or was he just joking around? did he have a crush on her?
she got up from the cardboard box she was sitting on, in the back of the store. she had taken a five minutes break earlier since the coffee shop was really calm, with very few customers, mostly students studying on their ipads and laptops. she was relaxing a bit when the whole fiasco happened.
she decided that she would be mature and go talk to him. she just hoped he would do the same.
she got up from her weirdly comfortable seat, took a deep breath to calm herself before she went up to face him and started walking, headed for the front. she walked through the door, the kitchen and went to the counter, where ni-ki was.
she saw him there, he was standing there, leaning on the counter, his hands kind of restlessly shaking. he looked up at her and after locking eyes with her for a short moment, he went back to looking at his hands.
“can we talk?” y/n asked
“when the shift ends” he said “we shouldn’t talk about that while working”
y/n agreed and went back to working, and he did the same. she was feeling a bit anxious, anticipating the worst scenarios ever where he would tell y/n he actually hated her and that it was just a bet.
the hour and a half left for their shift passed quickly and they found themself standing in front of each other in the private staff-only parking space near the cafe.
y/n decided to break the ice first “so, was it all a prank of some sort to hurt me?” she said
“what? no that is not it at all” ni-ki quickly replied
“then what is it?”
“i mean, it’s quite simple, i have a crush on you” ni-ki admitted freely. she wasn’t one to be so upfront about his feelings but something about y/n made him comfortable and able to speak freely.
“i really didn’t expect that” y/n admitted
“why?”
“i mean we are always fighting and bickering, i really felt like you hated me for a moment”
“yeah i see why, but no, i always felt kind of drawn to you but i didn't want to make it weird so i acted that way, it was kind of childish on my side” ni-ki said
“i was just as childish, cause at first i really wanted to be close to you”
they both stopped talking and paused for a second.
“so?” y/n asked
“i think we should start getting to know each other, see if the hearted was actually real or not, let’s see” ni-ki said
“my hatred was very much real” y/n said laughing “but yeah, you are right, we see if we can be friends. I have to get used to you not being my worst enemy and i need time to do that, and you probably need some time too. then we will talk again”
“that is what i was thinking of doing” he said
“so we aren’t rivals anymore?” y/n asked with a small smile on her face. being honest to herself, she had been waiting for this for a while.
“nope!” ni-ki responded, sharing the same small smile as y/n and obviously sharing the same feeling, he had waited for this moment for even longer
y/n made a small step and hugged the tall boy, squeezing him tightly. ni-ki started laughing and squeezed her back. she started laughing as well and when she felt ni-kis hands tickling her on the waist the laugh turned hysterical.
what they didn’t know was that eunchae, jake and beomgyu where there as well, looking at them.
“i’m going to be replaced i fear” beomgyu said
“we can all just cry together when they ditch us for eachother” jake added
“yeah they are going to be bestfriends and forget about us” euncahe agreed
“nah they are going to date in about three months” a voice, coming from yeonjun who was standing behind them and listening to them, said.
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◌༉‧ 𝐍𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐚, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 | 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐢
➴ pairing: ni-ki x f!reader
➴ genre: angst, fluff | short one-shot
➴ warning(s): hints of jealousy, there may or may not be some sort of unrequited love for a split second ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ , a little heavy with the feelings here and there
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Your friendship with Ni-ki started unintentionally. If Jungwon never took you over to the dorms to have a break from studying, then you never would have met each other. You visited the dorms a few times; studying for upcoming exams while Jungwon tutored you; taking breaks and having movie nights on some weekends, and you remembered the younger to be extremely quiet but also adorable.
Since then, yours and Nik-i's friendship had grown a lot. From both of you being exceptionally shy towards each other, to spending almost several times a week meeting up and hanging out doing whatever. You were extremely grateful to have met someone like him.
Over the course of a few months, Ni-ki started to develop feelings for you. Keeping it to himself, he didn't want any of the boys to blurt it out before he could tell you himself, which led you to your current situation. The boys invited you to a formal event, and while the others were busy with networking and other conversations, you were left with Ni-ki to wander around the quieter part of the venue.
"Yn? Can we talk outside?" His exterior demeanour was stern, no ounce of emotion, but your eyes settled on his fingers fiddling with the cuffs of his blazer.
"Sure, what's up, Ni-ki?" You both made your way to the wide-arched doors that led to a decent sized field past the fountain. The cool breeze hit your exposed back, curtesy of your backless dress. It was getting a little too warm inside anyway.
"I just wandered," he started, hands shoved in his pockets as his eyes traced the lines of cracks on the pavement under his feet. "If you've noticed anything these past few months?"
It confused you as to why he wouldn't just tell you straight, but you refrained from asking further questions. You knew he would tell you not to reply to his questions with questions of your own. Scrunching your brows, you thought long and hard before you attempted to answer, "I know you've definitely grown a lot taller and your dancing has improved a lot!"
You scanned his face, searching for any type of reaction towards your answer, but he replied with a low sigh.
"Noona," his walking came to a halt, and so did yours. He turned his body so he was facing directly at you with his fingers softly grazing your elbows and sliding down your arms until he lightly held your fingers. "You're so pretty."
It was hard to stop yourself from blushing at his words, it was unexpected, but even at his low voice and gesture managed to affect you more than it used to. For a second, you momentarily saw him as a young man and not just the youngest member of their group whom they frequently babied.
Your chest lightly rose and fell from the way you had been holding your breath, feeling smaller under his gaze. Within these few seconds, things were starting to make sense to you.
The way he would offer to cook you food when you knew he doesn't even cook for the members. The way he would offer you his hoodies when you forgot to bring one over. Or even the way he looked at you, listening intently while you talked to him. It's the same endearing gaze, and it all finally makes sense.
"Ni-ki-" you started, but your mouth closed again, not knowing how to word what your mind was telling you.
"I like you a lot, noona. I don't know if you've chosen to ignore me and my feelings the past few months, but I think I'm falling in love with you." His thumbs started twiddling with your fingers, the action so delicate.
"No, of course I wasn't ignoring you, Ni-ki." You let out a half-hearted laugh. "It's just, I didn't want to think much of it and I..." You trailed off. You tried to find the right words before unintentionally breaking his heart.
Your thumbs lightly rubbed over his to comfort him, "I don't know how your members, especially Jungwon, would feel if they knew I liked you back. We're still young, Ni-ki, I don't think I'm ready to be in a relationship right now. I think it's best to let it go for now, or we can wait it out together."
He hadn't said a word for what felt like over ten minutes or so. You were growing anxious waiting for his reply, but he sighed, thinking this was your extremely polite way of subtly rejecting him.
"I hope you'd want to wait it out together." You broke the silence. "Because I like you too, Ni-ki. If I hadn't already made that clear." Your hand slipped away from his as you chuckled behind your hand. The other one finally intertwining with his.
Again, you searched his face, desperately looking for some sort of reaction until you saw the corner of his lips tugging upwards to a subtle smirk. After knowing him for these past few months, you knew that smirk would come out when he's satisfied with something.
"Don't worry about my hyungs. I'll talk to them about it, but you like me back? Since when?!" He finally had that excitement you hoped to hear in his voice. He poked at your sides, making you laugh while swatting his hands away.
"That one time we had that movie night and I fell asleep. I remember I woke up for a second and I saw you moving your blanket onto me, I felt you sit beside me and kept me warm. Since then I've noticed your gestures and..." You blushed quite hard, knowing Ni-ki wasn't going to let you live this down. He always used to tease you so much and you already know he'll tease you even more after your confession.
"And?" He egged you on, slightly tugging at your hand and raised a brow.
"I just thought it was really cute. I thought you were just really cute from the beginning-"
"Noonaa~ I'm not cute." You lightly laughed at his attempt to sound more manly, taking advantage of his deep voice.
"Mmm, you're always going to be cute to me." You leaned in close to give him a quick peck on his cheek. Once you pulled back, you saw his eyes widen at your action, your turn at tugging his hand. "Come on, let's go back inside."
"Actually, can we stay outside a little longer? I want more time with you to myself," you both walked over to sit on the bench beneath the lilacs tree, in front of the fountain. "I want you to myself before Jungwon hyung finds you... again." He mumbled, but it was still loud enough for you to hear him.
"Sorry, what was that?" You turned to look at him, cocking up on eyebrow from his comment.
"Nothing," he chuckled lowly, teasing you. You poked his side before you laid your head on his shoulder, "I just said you're pretty."
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F𝗔LL𝗔CY ── nrk.
✶ : 0.4k, nishimura riki & gn!reader, fluff, established relationship, high school!au. ⚠ : mentions of food, mentions of kissing, pet names (my love), lowercase intended. ੭ : random thought i had :D
“what do you think about re-creating our first date?”
with your suggestion, riki looked up at you adorably, teeth sunk deep into the homemade sandwich he brought for lunch.
as it was the last day of school, you debated on possible ideas for your first vacation date with your boyfriend. however, his suggestions always clashed drastically with yours, leaving the two of you in an infinite circle of disagreements.
“okay,” riki nodded, curly raven locks bouncing along with his movements. he took another large bite of his bread before finishing, “it's settled then.”
“god, riki. close your mouth while you're eating.” scoffing playfully, you snatched his juice box and sipped on the remaining drink.
he threw you a dirty glance as he gulped down the snack. his eyes fell to your lips on the white and red straw, a cocky smirk showing up on his. “if you wanted a kiss so bad you could've just asked for it.”
you hurriedly spat the straw, neck heating up with his unfiltered remark. “you're lucky i love you, or i would kick your knee right now.”
nishimura let out his signature chuckle and interlocked your fingers when you stood up to leave the school's cafeteria. “so... which movie are we gonna watch?”
“what?” you frowned in confusion.
“what what?” he repeated, tilting his head to the side, the same uncertainty laced in his tone.
“what do you mean by ‘which movie are we gonna watch’? didn't you agree that we'd re-create our first date?”
“yeah? and isn't going to the cinema what we did back then?” looking down at you, riki slowed down his pace at the academy's field.
“we went bowling for our first date, and it was your idea,” you stated, grinning as your boyfriend pecked the back of your hand.
“no, we went to the movies. your idea.” he argued back.
“bowling, ki.”
“movies!”
“bowling!”
“okay, okay. then it was bowling.” riki bumped your hip with his softly, deciding to let you go away with it. “saturday at 7 pm?”
“saturday at seven.” you proudly adjusted his tie one last time, watching him walk away to his class.
a bright smile appeared on his face with thousands of plans for the long-awaited day running through his mind. he blew you a dramatic kiss, and you pretended to catch it just to see him laugh shyly. “promise you that it'll be even better than our first, my love!”
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meeting niki
gn!reader x niki
genre: fluff, highschool!au, friends to lovers, angst
summary: you move to a new school, where your cousin jay belongs to a popular friend group. as you navigate your way through belift high on the first day of school, you meet a friend of jay's.
im considering making this a series, so lmk if you guys would be interested ty
"andd then that's the great hall, and just beyond that is the cafeteria. got it?" jay asked, looking at his phone.
"i- i think so. and is the library to the left or-" i turned around, and jay was already gone. i guess he left as soon as he heard me say "i think so". i rolled my eyes.
i went back to class, dreading for lunch. who was i going to sit with? i knew nobody except jay, my popular yet annoying cousin, and he obviously didn't want much to do with me.
brrrrrring! lunch time had started. i walked slowly to the cafeteria, just going in the direction everyone else was going. but suddenly i felt a tap on my shoulder-
"hi! you're y/n, right? is it true you're cousins with jay? the jay?" a girl with long black hair was looking at me, excited.
"sorry, please ignore her. hi, i'm chaeryong. everyone calls me chae. and thats evie." chae was a lot calmer.
"right, sorry i didn't introduce myself! but it's true, right? you kinda look like him!" evie said. i snorted. look like that brat? i tried my best not to sound annoyed.
"yup, i am."
"i knew it!! do you wanna come sit w-" and suddenly i knew where this was going. she was going to use me to get close to jay, and i didn't want to waste my time going through that. its true, i could have used some new friends, but i politely rejected evie's offer.
"sorry, but i think i have something i need to get done at the library. maybe next time, but thank you!" i said.
and then i made my way towards the library.
unluckily for me, i quickly got lost. how was i supposed to know where everything was? it was my first day at this school! i panicked, quickly texting jay. he texted back:
just follow the sound of people talking and get to the caf. im in there rn
ill tell someone to show u where the library is when u get here
that prick!! was he really this lazy? i had no choice, so i got to the cafeteria. i quickly spotted him in the center, surrounded by people. i really wasn't kidding, jay was popular. i dodged around the students, trying to get to his table. when he saw me with my arms folded across my chest, looking expectantly, he remembered.
"oh, right! library. hmmm." he quickly scanned his table group. they were laughing and chatting loudly. not my type of people.
"yah, niki! you're in y/n's grade. can you lead her to the library? she's new." he called a guy over, apparently niki. niki was tall, and good looking. like, kpop idol good looking.
"hi, i'm y/n." i said to him.
"yeah, i heard. everyone's been talking about you." his voice was low, but softer than i expected. and quieter.
"um. not sure how to take that."
niki laughed lightly. he was smiling at me, but not like a smirk, like a genuine, welcoming smile. i suddenly noticed that he was really, really cute.
"so, why are you going to the library? it's the first day of school. you can't have that much homework," niki asked.
"yeah, well, i don't really have anyone to sit with." i bit my tongue. why was i so honest all of a sudden? i even lied to evie and chae earlier. plus i wanted to look cool in front of niki, and this wasn't helping.
"not true. you know me now. come, sit with my friend group," niki smiled at me.
maybe this semester wouldn't be that bad.
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❤𝘕𝘪-𝘬𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯... 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦❤ ☽𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧☾ ☽𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘱☾
It was 11 pm when you finally reached Enhypen’s dorms. You were supposed to be there since morning, but some problems with a school project that accounted the 90% of your final mark, changed your plans all way.
You silently oppened the door and went in, thinking that Ni-ki would be already asleep. The company had gave the members some free days, so both of you had planned to stay at the doorms and spend some couple time. But, by the way it all had started, you couldn’t help but feel like...
- Y/N!- all of a sudden, a familiar voice was heard, accompanied by a pair of arms hugging you before you could realize- You’re finally here.
You smiled at the presence of your boyfriend, letting his warmth embrace you as it made disappear a bit of the tiredness on your face.
- Hi, Ni-ki- you smiled- I thought you were already asleep.
- Why would I be asleep knowing you were coming over?- he asked as if it was the most logical thing ever- C’mon, get inside, it’s freezing out there.
You did so, and he helped you taking off your coat and putting away the small bag you had brought with you.
- You haven’t had dinner, right?- he then said, a worried look on his face- Why don’t you go and change into something more confortable while I lay the table and prepare everything?
You nodded and watched the boy as he headed to the kitchen humming a song. You coulnd’t deny that he looked happy, but still... You shocked your head, trying to scare those thoughts, and went to change.
Once you arrived to the kitchen, you saw Ni-ki watching with a proud smile everything he had prepared.
- Today’s dinner is sushi- he said smiling- I know how much you like it.
- Wow, it looks delicious- you said, sitting on a chair- You’ve cooked all this?
You saw how his ears turned red as the boy answered.
- Well... Jay did, but I helped too, I promise.
- That’s okay Ni-ki- you laughed.
- Anyway, how was your day?- he asked suddlenly- What about your project? Where you able to finish it?
- Well... Kind of. I mean, yeah, it’s almost done, there are only some small details left, but nothing serious. It was a really important project, almost all our marks depend on in, but I’m glad it’s finally over. About that- you continued, avoiding his gaze- I’m sorry for not coming earlier. I know we had already plans for today but...
- Don’t worry about that, Y/N- he softly smiled- You have other important things to do, and I would never complain about-
The boy was cut by your phone ringing. You were going to ignore it, but when you saw the number on the screen, you almost jumped to take it.
- I’m so sorry, Ni-ki. I have to answer, it’s important.
The boy nodded and, as you went to the living room to talk, he started to clean everything. However, there was something that kept coming to his mind again and again. You looked extremelly tired and stressed, plus the feeling that you were worried about something else that the boy couldn’t tell.
- I have to do something about it- he mumbled, worried, to himself.
Once he finnished, he went to the living room, thinking that you had alredy hung up since he hadn’t listened to your voice in a while. What he found there, was completelly different from what he thought.
- Y/N?- he asked, almost in a whisper, when he saw you sitting on the sofa, your hands covering your face. He swore he could hear little sobs- It’s everything okay?
You lifted your head, and that was the moment when he saw your red eyes and the tears covering your cheeks.
Not saying a word, he sat next to you and hugged you tighlty. Whatever had made you cry could wait until you had calm yourself.
- It’s all gone- you managed to say after some minutes of the boy patting softly your back and mumbling sweet words- All the project it’s gonne. It has... desappeared.
- How come something like that happened?- he asked carefully.
- I don’t know- you said- I really don’t know...
Seeing the tears forming again, Ni-ki brought you closer.
- Don’t cry, Y/N, we’ll find a solution, I’m sure we will- he rassured you.
- I think... I think I should go home- you said after some minutes. If I start now, maybe I can do half of the project before tomorrow, and the other half-
- You want to go now?- the boy asked in a surprised tone- It’s late, and dark and cold. Plus you’ve been working on that for weeks, I don’t think you’ll be able to finish in that time all by yourself.
- But it’s the only way- you said- What else could I do?
After some moments, Ni-ki answered.
- Let’s dance.
- What?
- I said that we are going to dance.
He took out his phone and chose a soft song, one of your favourites.
- I’m telling you I lost the most important project in my life and you want us to dance?- you couldn’t belive his words.
- No, I want us to dance ‘cause it’s the only way I know to tell you that it hurts me seeing you like this, and that I will do anything to help you doing again the whole project, but right now I just want to see you smile again. So, please, will you dance with me?
You stared at the hand that Ni-ki gave you, and after some seconds that to the boy felt like ages, you took it, whiping away some tears.
- Yes, of course I’ ll dance with you.
A genuine smile spread on the boy’s face, and after placing softly one of his hands on your waist, and the other on your back, he lead you to the center of the room.
- Then, let the midnight dance begin.
The firsts notes of the song filled the house, and you let the boy guide your moves. His shiny eyes and the way he was holding you, with all the care someone could, made your heart replace all your worries and stress with the most warming feeling ever. And before you could realize, all your tears were gone, replaced by a big bright smile.
When the song ended, you were feeling so much better.
- Thank you- you said, resting your hear in his chest, hearing his heartbeat.
- There’s nothing to thank- Ni-ki replied, placing his chin on your head at the same time- You know I’m here for everything you need.
You smiled at his words, hugging him tighter.
- However- he suddlenly said- There’s something more worrying you, am I wrong?
You felt your heart jumping inside your chest.
- You know you can tell me anything, right?
A sigh left your mouth. Sometimes it wasn’t that great that the boy knew you that good.
- It’s just... I’m sorry.
- Why would you be sorry?- he asked in confussion.
- Because... You are the idol, the one who normally would always be busy. But instead, it’s always me the one who can’t come over most of the times we want to see each other. And that’s frustrating, cuz I know that you make really big efforts to be with me as much as you can, and I always feel that it’s me the one who spoils everything- you sighed again- I don’t know, it’s just... I think you deserve someone better.
The silence filled the room, and with every second that past, the feeling that you had messed up grew bigger.
- That’s the most stupid thing you have ever said- Ni-ki finally spoke.
Your eyes widened.
- The fact that I’m an idol doesn’t mean that you have to always be free, Y/N. You have your own private life too, and I’m completely fine with it. Plus, it looks like you’ve forgotten all the times you’ve come to the company when I wasn’t at my best, or when I was feeling lonelly or just needed a hug. Despite all your obligations, you’ve always been there for me. So don’t ever say again that I don’t deserve you, cuz it’s not true. I love you, Y/N, and that will never change.
With a big smile, he brought you closer, making you feel the happiest person.
- Then, what if we dance again?- he asked.
And like that, that night became one of those moments that both of you would never forget.
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1:00am - nishimura riki
pairing: ni-ki x fem!reader genre: fluff cw: making out (it's nothing sexual tho!), ni-ki is a simp (but so is yn lol) wc: 300+
"i love you so much, i don't want to be separated from you ever again," riki said while placing kisses on your neck.
"but you literally only went to practice for 2 hours," you giggled, running your fingers through his hair.
"and it was hell," he said, stopping this kisses and looking at you. "as soon as we finished, i grabbed my bag and literally ran back here."
you giggled, pulling him into a kiss. the soft kisses became passionate, his hands never leaving your body.
"i could do this all day," he said, breaking the kiss.
"and i would let you," you smiled, and he immediately attacked your neck again. you could say he lived up to the group's vampire lore with the way he kept kissing and biting your neck.
his hands found themselves on your waist, gently caressing it under your shirt. the silent room was soon filled with kissing and giggling sounds.
after exchanging another series of passionate kisses, riki sat up on the bed, his back hitting the headboard as he pulled you onto his lap.
"so," he started, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "we have a day off tomorrow, and i was thinking about taking you on a picnic date. the weather is going to be nice too," he said as he let his hands rest on your soft thighs.
you had the biggest smile on your face after your boyfriend shared his plans with you. you always loved these little dates; you cherished every moment with him.
"oh, i'm so happy right now, it's going to be so much fun." you immediately gave him the biggest smooch on his cute cheek.
you spent the rest of the night cuddling and kissing, because riki could never get enough of you, and neither could you.
💌: guys bf riki is gonna be the end of me... Hes so sweet 💔 anyways ik im very ia lollll im having exams on the first week of may👍 gonna post some drabbles tho whenever i can anddd my requests are closed but u can always send asks and i will reply🫶🏼 i love u
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classmate au | nishimura riki
❝ did you guys see that? i was the one who taught her how to do that!❞
heeseung | jay | jake | sunghoon | sunoo | jungwon | NI-KI
nishimura riki….
the absolute menace that this boy is
The Class Clown
being seatmates with him is probably the worst decision you have ever made
not bc of him and his jokes !!!!!
no he’s very funny actually
he makes you laugh all the time
he just ALWAYS whispers the wrong answer to you during oral recitation
and you ALWAYS fall for it
“what is the second stage of cell division?”
“meiosis,” he’d whisper so confidently
“m…meiosis?” you ask more to him bc u know he’s wrong but the teacher hears you anyway 😭😭😭
he is just SOOOOO !!!! unbearable
also btw he calls u by ur last name
the type to be close friends with all the teachers
he’d just casually reply to them in class (ofc in a respectful enough manner)
always makes the class laugh
he’s always doing some shit honestly like just don’t try to understand him atp
he likes to switch with the person seated behind you sometimes so he can sit beside a close friend but ALSO so he can play with your hair
ni-ki will just do ANYTHING .. put your hair in poor braids, put it in a ponytail ltrly anything
he has started his own hair salon behind you
tells you not to fix your hair for the rest of the day
so yes you end up sporting his poorly styled ponytail where some strands are sticking out
also the type to draw on your arm
in the case that he doesn’t switch with the person behind you, he’ll just start drawing on your arm
ANYTHING absolutely anything
hearts … maybe even a dick im sorry he is a Man and he will start giggling to himself when he draws it on your forearm
tbh u just let him do it
it’s bc he looks so cute … like he’s so focused on your arm while you’re focused on your teacher
during those class seminars, he is STILL seated next to you
but you guys don’t listen to the speaker most of the time
he’ll have the 8ball app loaded on his phone and you guys will just silently play billiards on his phone
changes ur contact name to “sucks at 8ball”
when it’s his turn to make a move, you try and pay attention to the speaker
but then he nudges your arm to signal that it’s your turn and he hands you his phone so you can make a move
BTW idk how to explain this but the seats r like those in the movie theaters
imagine …. your arms on the same arm rest … side by side …. touching
he is actually so slick with it
unlike jake, you’ll often find him at the volleyball court instead of the basketball court
you enjoy sitting at the sides too
ur friends like playing so sometimes they’d play against riki or on the same team as him and you’d just watch as u wait for ur sibling to get u from school
or until you can commute back home with your friends
sometimes you’d join too
BUT only after telling them you’re bad at the sport over and over and over again and them telling you it’s ok over and over and over again too
you finally join in and play volleyball with them with the reassurance that they’re just playing for fun !!!!!!
honestly it’s so much fun but Menace Riki loves to target the ball in ur direction
(it’s so you can play too since most of the time … the ball doesn’t go in ur direction so ure just awkwardly standing in ur position 🧍♀️)
the next day, this mf drags u out of class HIMSELF to the direction of the volleyball court and teaches you how to set
“okay, hands above ur forehead, okay? 😒” and u’re just trying to take his directions
he’d be soooooo annoying when you set a ball properly for the first time too
would ltrly turn to everyone in the court with his loud mouth and start praising you
“hey, did you guys see that?? i taught her how to do that !!! i’m her mentor”
ofc it becomes something about Him instead but it’s just cuz he can’t risk everyone knowing about his big fat crush on you
(sucks to be him bc everyone already knows like … have you seen the way he looks at you?)
he’s secretly so proud and plays volleyball with you to the side instead of playing an actual match
it’s to help you improve
bc he’s your self-proclaimed mentor 🥹
and when his friends drag him to play, he’ll insist you play too on the same team as him
you know how like .. one touch .. two touch .. volleyball is until three right?
ni-ki loves to set the ball or toss it to you so you can actually play too
your hype boy 😍😍😍😍
another funny story with this boy was when you and your friend were on your way to go home
and it started raining
ni-ki’s bff and ur bff r dating ok !!!
so naturally, his best friend leaves his side to shade his gf (ur bff) with an umbrella
now u’re left behind with riki
u do NOT expect him to grab his umbrella, open it up, and tell you to start walking with u
shields you so now you’re following behind ur dating bffs
honestly it’s actually kind of a cute memory
sharing an umbrella .. so romantic 🥰
ofc ur friends tease u !!! those who witnessed it happen and when u and ur friend r safely sheltered from the rain,, riki’s bff starts pushing him and teasing him for finally making a move
the direction ni-ki needs to go to isn’t even where he had walked u to but he still did it so you wouldn’t get sick
ANYWAYS he’s the teasing to get ur attention when he has a crush type so
good luck
expect him to always be up in your business and calling your name out
just embarrassing you in all possible ways
ALL GOOD INTENTIONS i swear
he’s just bad at expressing his feelings
u guys r just an old married couple bickering in class sometimes
your classmates start making bets on when you two will finally start dating
when he finally asks you out, his cocky teasing behavior is just thrown out the window
he stutters and scratches the back of his head and looks anywhere but to you
indirectly asks you out
“wanna eat um street foods after class?”
“who’s coming with,” you’d ask
“JUST ME… just me. just us…”
ltrly something as simple as that has him blushing all over 😭
he has no problem embarrassing u and drawing dicks on ur arms and calling ur name in the hallway and throwing an arm around ur shoulder
but the moment he asks u to eat out with him ?? even just for street food ?? bye he’s so shy and nervous
it’s SOOOO unlike him
“oh, sure!”
his eyes would light up please stop
then his cocky behavior would come back a little .. just enough to be tsundere as he is
“okay… don’t think i wanna hangout with you alone or anything. it’s just a treat for properly setting last time we played vb”
likeeee no one believes you ni-ki
the last time u played vb was like two weeks ago so why r u suddenly treating NOW
it’s actually so cute when u start dating
he has such a Soft Spot for u
LOVES annoying u but is secretly so doting like please
i hate happy couples !!!!!!!!!
i hope u guys r HAPPY <3
note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! let me know what you think! please discuss these with me i’m crazy
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⌇ WANNA BE A WINNER 𓄹
❪ ꕤ ❫───엔하이픈 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍
OR. he is used to you chasing after him . . . so what happens when the tables are turned ? && crush!en- x f!reader % hc format ( jealousy, pet names, mention of food, kissing )
𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 doesn't think twice when he sees you on the bleachers at his basketball game, because he's gotten so used to seeing you there, cheering him on whenever he scores and waving enthusiastically when he looks your way... only to find himself doing a double take when he notices you talking to the members of the opposition's team. stands there for a while with a tilted head as he wonders why it is you're giggling and twirling your hair, batting your eyelashes at whatever it was the guy was saying. and he really shouldn't have been so annoyed, seeing as you're free to talk to whoever you like... but for some reason, he finds himself purposely missing a shot and causing the ball to roll over to where you and your friends are sitting, just so he has an excuse to walk over there after your pick up the ball, before kissing you on the cheek as he takes ball back. "thanks, baby," he says, before walking away again.... but of course, not without one last cocky smirk to the other guy when he sees your flustered expression, and a promise to ask you out properly after he wins this game.
more under the cut !
𝐉𝐀𝐘, who has gotten used to seeing snacks on his desk along with little notes whenever he wakes up from his nap, feels like he's been thrown into an alternate universe when he looks up one day to find that his desk his completely empty. looks around, and asks his deskmate if you came by today, only for them to shake their head and say that they haven't seen you all day. doesn't think too much about it at first, thinking that you may be busy... only to notice that it continues a few days straight. decides to walk to your class one day, completely forgoing his usual nap, just to see if you're okay, because as much as he wouldn't admit it, anyone could tell he was worried about you. so imagine his surprise when he walks up behind you while you're talking to your friends, just to learn you've been doing it on purpose to make him miss you. crosses his arms and leans down to your ear with a smirk, causing your heart to fly out of your chest when you realise he was there all along. "okay, you win." because he really did miss you... maybe even more than you had planned.
𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 probably takes a while to figure out that you're avoiding him, but only because he genuinely believes you when you say you're busy when he asks why you can't make it to his soccer game. he knows that you have a life outside of school, so he can't feel upset... but everyone (his teammates, his friends, his coach, his neighbour, his dog...) notices that he is walking around the field like a depressed puppy whose owner doesn't want to play with him, and it's all because you're not in your usual seat, cheering him on while wearing his number like you usually do. and it makes him realise just how much you were becoming his lucky charm, just as you had boldly proclaimed you would be. and so that's how he finds himself waiting for you after you're finished your classes for the day, before wrapping his arms around you in a hug, not caring about the wolf whistles and the cheers coming from all the students and teachers who stood watching around you, or the way you stuttered his name in protest because of how he was acting in public... all he could think about was how he was a fool for not making you his to begin with.
𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 can't remember when you haven't been next to him. from the first day of school, you were the one beside him, helping him in class whenever he had to catch up on work that he missed because of his figure skating career, saving him a seat on the bus because you knew he would always end up being five minutes late out of class. so when he comes back from a week off from school, he is visibly taken aback when you walk in and take a seat at the front of the classroom, next to some other guy who he didn't even know existed until now. doesn't buy it for a second when his new seatmate explains that you had to switch because you had trouble seeing, and burns holes into the back of your head for the entire lesson, intensifying his glare when you and your new seatmate are a tad too close for comfort, heads bumping against each other as you whisper about the answers to the questions, like you used to do with sunghoon. can't seem to catch you alone for the rest of the day, so he waits for the end of the day, when you guys catch the bus together, and makes sure that he gets there before you do... so that when you try and sit next to someone else, he pulls you down in the seat he saved next to him, before leaning his head on your shoulder, his hand wrapped around your smaller one. "stay here, please..." because you’re the only one he wants beside him, and he wants to be the only one next to you.
𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 knows immediately that something isn't right when you don't ask for his help with your club projects. being in the photography club, you love to remind him how he is your favourite model, and you make it painfully obvious whenever you beg him to let you take his pictures. imagine his surprise and offense when you no longer seek him out first, but some other guy in a different class, who you keep positing pictures of on the school newsletter, where you used to post his pictures instead. he instantly makes a plan to win you back and become your favourite once again, even going as far as to rock up to school the next day with blonde hair that makes everyone stop and stare... except you, the person who is usually the first to jump on the train of people to praise him. he realises at that moment that this goes beyond just his pride; he genuinely just wants to be able to make you smile like before. so imagine your surprise when you open the newsletter for the next week, to find a candid photo of you looking at your camera, hair blowing in the wind and a smile on your face, with the caption "prettiest girl in our grade" followed by, "taken by kim sunoo".
𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 does not beat around the bush. so the first time you walk by him in the hallway without so much as uttering a "hi," he immediately knows he needs to confront you about it, because not a single day has passed in the time that you've known each other where you haven't jumped on him (figuratively, of course) whenever the chance arises so you can chat his ear off about something or other. and he doesn't like the feeling he gets seeing you give him the cold shoulder for reasons he has no idea about. so the next time you pass him by without saying anything, he's grabbing your wrist and tugging you down the hallway, ignoring the squeals from your friends as he pulls you into the janitor's closet. "why are you avoiding me?" he demands, frowning. but then the two of you are rendered blushing incoherent messes when you try to escape the room... only to trip on your own two feet and fall into his arms, your lips bumping against each other in the process. (but even though it's an accident, jungwon thinks that he really likes this feeling alot.)
𝐍𝐈-𝐊𝐈 is an absolute menace, and you are probably one of the only people in the world other than his mother that can put up with him. it really surprises people to see you follow him around, cooking him bentos and fixing his tie for him because he always fails at doing it himself, only to find out that you're not his girlfriend. ni-ki himself probably doesn't even realise how much you've been taking care of him until you stop showing your face around his classroom at lunch, and no longer nag him about his uniform or his hair being messy. instead, he's left to watch as you turn around whenever you see him, purposely changing paths so you don't bump into each other. no one is surprised when he jumps over a fence just so he can catch up to you after you try to run away after making eye contact with him for the hundredth time. you end up blurting your feelings for him before he can ask, and while you brace yourself for rejection, he's already kissing you like he hasn't seen you for months... and wondering why he never did it sooner.
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[ 니키 ] LOVE DIVE ꒰ N.RK x F!READER
IN WHICH ?! — Y/n often flirts and teases one of her mc partners, nishimura ni-ki (riki). She is taken back when he flirts back while they’re interviewing IVE for their new release, ‘LOVE DIVE’.
genre . . . smau, fluff, friends to lovers, idol!ni-ki, idol!reader pairing … idol!riki x idol!fem!reader
warnings … swearing, my horrible humor, ill occasionally use photos of other idols for y/n, for example shuhua, seulgi + more. photos of hyuna and dawn will be used for ynki posts! oblivious ynki!
featuring … IVE, keeho & jiung of P1HARMONY, sullyoon of NMIXX, yunjin & kazuha of LE SSERAFIM, gp999 contestants, emma song of dance crew WANT, vernon of SEVENTEEN
release date … 05.15.22(og date)
status … completed : 06.30.22
taglist (CLOSED) … @iulrma @jangwonie @i-dubu @strwberrydinosaur
a/n … it was actually so hard trynna find inkigayo clips, so for my sake just pretend ‘the show!’ is on sundays 😭 + this was originally on my old account but i’ve decided to continue it! so for now i’m gonna re post all the other chapters and continue it on here! + pls ignore how the banner says aerzkii (my old account) instead of tzyuki, i was too lazy to change it
## PROFILES !! — ACEIZ 🃏… ENHYPEN 🎸 … IVE 🍿 … FRENS 💌 …
001. no time for flirting | written
002. battle of the maknaes
003. the only ten i see
004. f the scandal!
005. sweetest pie
006. attention, please! | written
007. on the main
008. kpop world
009. manager minah deserves a raise
010. KEEHOE?
011. vernon agenda
012. open your eyes
013. YNKI?? REAL?? i wish
014. lovestuck
015. YNNI tracklist
016. blink blink
017. 4eva
018. florida girl
019. keeynki deprived | written
020. the taste of honey outsold
021. crush!
022. border : day one
#✶ – love dive#tzyuki smau#ficscafe#enhypen#enhypen niki#enhypen fluff#ni-ki smau#ni-ki social media au#riki fluff#ni-ki fluff#enhypen scenarios#ni-ki scenarios#ni ki imagines#enhypen smau#enhypen x reader
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come back… be here | ni-ki
nishimura riki x fem!reader
✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained. that's what hybe cafe is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n.
✦ featuring: enhypen, txt, zb1’s gyuvin, lesserafim’s kazuha and eunchae
✧ genre: smau, cafe au, fluff, crack, angst, enemies to lovers
✦ warnings: kys/kms jokes, death threats (joking ig🙄), more specific warnings will be added to each chapter, too many taylor swift references
✧ status: on going!
✦ taglist: open! ask to be added
✧ note: i really don’t know why i’m starting a fic right before school starts but yeah i hope this turns out good. i also still don’t know how to use tumblr at all so everyone ‼️ lets thank li for helping me figure out everything ‼️
masterlist
✦ profiles: [hybe cafe staff/taylor swift fanclub] [kendom+eunchae] [the vips]
chapters
⋆01 who put the muffins in the freezer?
⋆02 bro.
⋆03 shut the fuck up time!
⋆04 he is losing it
⋆05 that one disease that sound like a dinosour
⋆06 flower boys
⋆07 MY POPCORN
⋆08 the crocodiles
⋆09 mean girls
⋆10 my little chai tea sugar cookie
⋆11 since when does y/n have taste?
⋆12 my rep era
⋆13 is he in love with her?
⋆14 a vape?
⋆15 everyone saw that
⋆16 they are going to start dating in 3 months
⋆17 "friends"
#｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆ ray writes#☁︎ come back... be here ☁︎#enhypen x reader#enhypen scenarios#enhypen smau#enhypen fic#enhypen social media au#enhypen fluff#ni-ki smau#ni-ki fluff#ni-ki scenarios#ni-ki x reader#enhypen#ni-ki
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imagine taking care of riki while he’s sick and he can’t resist the urge to give you kissies all over bc he’s so inluv with you :(
[Vitamin C]uddles —⊹ N.RK (西村力) 🛏️
Pairing… ⊹ ࣪ ˖ sick boyfriend!niki x gf!reader
Warnings… ⊹ ࣪ ˖ kissing, lots of teasing, fluff
Words… ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 521 -> “I’ll take care of you. Duh.”
Despite his usually intimidating appearance, Niki was a huge baby on the inside, and those attributes were only amplified whenever he wasn’t feeling well.
The poor boy had been sick ever since he got back from traveling, so you took it upon yourself to care for him until he got better.
“Hey, this needs more soy sauce… I can hardly taste it,” Niki whined, taking a dissatisfied sip from the chicken soup you ordered.
“Niki, there’s already so much in here that the broth turned brown. Now eat up before it gets cold,” you said, placing a napkin on the table tray beside him.
“I will, but only if you stay with me this time.”
You turned your head at his words, “Aww, d’you miss me?”
“No, I’ve been in bed all day and I’m just bored.”
“Riigght,” you said, spoon feeding him a glob of the grape flavored medicine.
He made a weird face, trying to get over the bitter taste of the cough syrup, “My God, that tastes like poison!”
You giggled at your boyfriends words, climbing in bed next to him with a large plate of assorted sushi rolls, “Try some with wasabi, too! It might help unclog your sinuses.”
Using the chopsticks, you dipped a sushi roll into the chunky green paste, bringing it to his mouth with an airplane motion.
You must’ve put too much, because his eyes immediately started watering as he ate it.
“Do you have any other talents aside from torturing me everyday?” He asked, wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie.
“Yup,” you said plainly, escaping his side, “I’m pretty good at leaving sick people to fend for themselves.”
He watched as you walked toward the door, “Byeeee… wait! NOO!! I miss you already!”
“But you just said bye?”
“I didn’t mean it, baby. Come back please!! You forgot to give me vitamin C.”
“Vitamin what?” You asked, turning to face him with your arms crossed.
“Vitamin C… for cuddles,” he clarified, pouting.
“Fine,” you said sharply, “but only if you promise not to say anything else stupid… or mean.”
“Ok, ok, just stop stalling and get over here already!”
You walked back to the bed, lying next to Niki under the covers as he put the sushi platter on the bedside table.
“Wahhh, you’re so warm,” you giggled, your silly boyfriend swinging his leg over your body.
“Okay, now what are you doing?”
“Making a cage for you, my naughty little kitten,” he smiled, poking your nose.
“But I don’t like cages,” you sulked.
“Well then pretend it’s a seatbelt instead,” he chirped.
“Fine…”
“Double FINE! Can I get a kiss now?”
“What? No, what if you get me sick?”
“Then I’ll take care of you. Duh… and before you ask, yes, I promise,” he chuckled, resting his hand on your neck before cradling your face in his hand, leaving feather light kisses all over your face.
“Thank you for not rejecting my heebie-jeebies,” he said in between pecking your cheeks.
“Well when you put it like that, it kinda makes me want to,” you teased, squirming in his warm embrace.
More like this: Kisses with Riki in the dressing room
౨ৎ Thank you for reading this quick little fic, and special thanks to the lovely anon who requested this piece!
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update 12/03: Thank you all so much for 1,000 likes!!
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waist rubs while lying close to each other + nuzzling their face into s/o’s neck
for riki (r we even surprised)
ilu bff i hope ur having the most insane amazing best day ever🌷
LILYY tyvm for requesting hope u Like this silly little drabble love u 🌷
important : gn!reader, 0.5k words, 1 pet name (baby), 1 mention of pancakes, niki gets called stupid but it doesn’t mean any harm. lmk if i missed any! . . . rei is thinking — requests are open!
“you look so stupid right now,” you chuckled quietly, palms cupping both sides of your boyfriend’s face.
riki had been trying to cheer you up for the whole day after he noticed how you seemed off. he got so stressed about it that he tried everything he knew that could make you smile. from drawing his signature insect (which he nicknamed ‘jongseong’) to baking a ton of pancakes that turned out half-burnt, nothing worked out.
however, by the end of the day, what made you show a sign of happiness was the basic silly face he made. nishimura gave himself a trophy and a gold medal in his imagination for finally getting a reaction out of you. the corner of his mouth turned upwards at the sound of your laugh, his expression softening in a fraction of a second.
“and you finally smiled,” he breathed, his hands coming to rest on top of yours as he watched you grin heartily.
you nodded. “why would i not?”
“you didn’t smile when i drew jay hyung earlier,” the boy pettily sulked. with care, he pulled you down on his bed, tangling his limbs with yours. “nor when i invited you to build my new lego set. y’know i don’t go asking everyone to do it with me, it’s a very sacred ritual.”
his jokes (and the tickling feeling of his hair on your neck whilst he buried his face on your shoulders) enticed a loud laugh from you. “gosh, i take back what i said. you didn’t look stupid, you are stupid.”
in faux offense, your boyfriend let out a gasp, removing his head from its resting place. “you are so mean.” he let out a playful scoff, getting happier whenever you found his dumbassery funny. he would do anything to make your pretty smile show up on your lips every second of your life. “i’m glad you’re better now.”
“i think i just needed some time to think,” you hummed. your body melted in comfort while riki began to rub stars and wonky hearts on your bare waist, right where the hem of your shirt went slightly up. it was too hard not to relax in his arms when you knew he was trying to soothe you. “but thanks for the effort, and m’sorry if i was too distant today.”
“you’re great, baby.” nishimura assured, plush lips being pressed to the space between your eyebrows. “i’m sorry if i was too invasive, though.”
“it’s alright.” mumbling back, you layed your head on his chest, the peaceful tempo of his heart making you drowsy. after a while, you spoke up with the remaining energy you had left for the day. “you looked cute all worried about me. it was really adorable.”
his heart rate picked up incredibly fast, burying his face on the crook of your neck once again. ni-ki felt stupid for reacting in such a way — stupid just like how you had jokingly called him before. “i hate you.”
for the last time that night, you chuckled at his behavior. “love you too, riki.”
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