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𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐑. | a nishimura riki of 𝗘𝗡- fic ᴅ𝐢𝐬ℎ 002' [🍽️]

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Sneak peek(🔎):Wandering in your city is a new killer quenching his blood lust.He goes by the intial 𝐑.,as you stumble upon an abandoned church you find him.The 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐑.

ingredients💭:Horror,gore,mentions of blood,weapons,fear,dark themes,animal killing,claustrophobia,nyctophobia,childhood trauma.

Another body found,another killing happened two hours ago.

The TV showed the body blurred and bloodied.It makes your stomach twist.How could someone ruthlessly kill another.The state of the body was really bad to the point it was hard for the cops to identify and call their family.The affected family is shown as they cry and curse the killer.You could see it the fear,the urge to avenge their son but he lives in the shadows.All you know is he goes by the intial 𝐑.Every single victim's body has the initial carved onto their skin.The reporters,the people,the cops everyone addresses the killer as 𝐑.It's sad that it is the only piece of information about him. 𝐑. is the killer's trademark,the one he proudly carves and leaves it etched onto the skin of the victims.Sighing to yourself,you reach for the remote and turn off the TV.You head to the kitchen grabbing yourself a cup of water,tomorrow you had class.Same boring schedule.The class is early but it doesn't stop you from sleeping late.Well...you instead sleep in the class anyways.You open the refridgerator and mentally make a note of the groceries you need to buy tomorrow after the class ends.All the past weeks ever since the new killer made himself known by killing poor people, you had been feeling paranoid.It was unsettling,you thought about moving out of the city.But that was even more dangerous.The streets were dangerous even for the stray dogs.You could hear distant barking even now.He was smart enough,he lives in the shadows.No one knows a thing about him.No one has seen him or even if they did well they didn't live.He kills animals brutally too.Stray dogs,cats,goats and cows of poor farmers.

You head to your bed,tossing and turning trying to sleep.You still couldn't get the blurred victim's body and the fear in their family's eyes out of your mind.You opted to stare at your ceiling till you fell into a peaceful slumber. The sun shined through your curtains,too bright.You overslept as usual.Scrambling to your feet you lazily step into the shower taking a nice hot bath.You make yourself a simple sandwich and grab an apple to eat on the way.Getting your bag you slung it across your shoulder with hurried steps.You locked your door as you kept the key in your backpack and ran to the subway.You always have travelled in subways.Sweaty people,tight packed,no air.You didn't ever have the chance to live in luxury.You were abandoned by your parents and since then it has been only you.You remember the bright personality you had when you were around them,too many friends,birthday parties,sleepovers....just happiness which you haven't felt in years since you moved here.You failed them,your parents.They had always been a little too expectant about you.You wonder how your older two goody shoes sister might be living.She would've taken your place,replaced you.Just like everyone did and now you're a no one. Faded in the background,no friends,people barely look at you.They barely accept your existence,the popular cheerful girls were no saints.They had secrets that would make you think twice about the real them.Yet people always surround them,follow them everywhere.You envied them.Liars.You hated liars.You hated people who never accepted you,who never showed up when they promised you they would.All you can do is wonder,you don't want to ever go back.Being kicked out by your parents for what you didn't do when you were sixteen was cruel.Hell,you couldn't even find jobs. Working as a part-timer in every job you could find just so you could have some money in your hands to feed yourself and pay the rents.It was exhausting,it still is.You've skipped meals sometimes too,unfortunately.

The train comes to a stop,you had taken subways long enough to know your station even if you are lost in thought.You quietly get out clutching onto your backpack and make a run to the campus.As you enter you see the students who shamelessly give you looks.You didn't mind them as you took a stride to your class.You opened the door as slowly as you could knowing you will get an earful again today.The professor gave you a lecture infront of the whole class again.Something about coming late everyday and getting average grades.He should be thankful you are even alive.You don't mind him much,just standing there staring at him as he goes on about how unacceptable your behaviour was.When he was finally finished,you headed to your seat.Looking out the window,sketching in your diary,sneaking a lollipop.As usual you were distracted but you made sure to make some notes now and then to help you pass.The break was awful,you skipped lunch again just telling yourself you will make yourself a better dinner.You wanted to save the money you had been working your ass to get.Pay rents,study well,get a qualification for better jobs.These were your goals.You were a survivor indeed.The class ended finally as you saw people grumbling about some horrible classes to their friends.Wish you had one honestly.You weren't a loner by choice,it's just people never really minded you and looked down on you.You were better than them anyways.Working hard by yourself,no support from your parents.You were glad you were alive.They should be too but well they don't know you.Would they even start wondering if you disappeared? Maybe.It was evening and you went to the grocery store to grab something useful for a real meal.Your shopping cart was somewhat full,you saved up enough money anyways.You paid at the cashier counter and returned home taking the subway as usual.

After you treated yourself to a good dinner and slipped into your comfortable clothes,your phone rang.Picking it up and placing it near your ear,you were called for another extra shift from one of your part-time jobs.You never agreed to do a late night shift,but it happens sometimes.You didn't ever go after the arrival of the new killer but your manager threatened to cut some off of your monthly salary.You had to agree,you cannot afford to even lose a penny.It was tight for you.Grabbing an old coat from your hanger,you left the house.It was always chilly in the night,even through your coat you felt the cold.You reached the subway only to see that you had missed it.Great.You had only a few minutes to reach here and catch the train but it was too cold and you were tired.The another one is after 3 hours.Your shift would've been ended by then.The only way was to go through the eerie street that was a few meters away.Turning on the map in your phone.You were being navigated to one of the convenience store you work in.The street was creepy,you had never taken this way.There was pure silence.The faulty streetlights flickered above you now and then.Everything was scaring you now....the snap of a stick,rustling of leaves,the distant howling and barking of dogs and even your own footsteps.You hated the dark.You always turned on the lights even when you slept.Even if people didn't notice you,it was good being surrounded by busy chatter,the occasional horns of vehicles that passed by.But here it was too eerie,as if this street itself is separate from the whole world.Might as well be a new dimension.The street corners where dark,some streetlights went off the more you made your way.There was darkness everywhere lurking.You hated it.

While walking by yourself you came across an old abandoned church that wasn't on the map.It was half demolished,creepers went alongside of it.You checked your map again but according to the map there was not a place like that.It must've been not addressed since it's old and no one seems to be using it.That state of it ensures that it must've been built a century ago.The tinted glass were cracked in some places.The paint was peeling off on itself.Just as you let your mind wander,your phone rang surprising you.You could hear your heartbeat loud in your ears.Your phone continued to ring as you picked it up.You were informed that you need not come,they had already found an alternative to cover the extra shift.Letting out a relieved sigh,you tuck your phone in your coat's pocket.Just as when you were about to leave,you heard a faint movement.You turned back,no one seemed to be in sight just the old creepy church standing tall with a cross on it.You were intrigued.Stepping out of your fear of darkness,you turn on your phone torch and head towards it.Taking slow steady steps you reached it's entrance.As you walked in,the stoned floor was cool beneath your feet,you could feel it through your shoes.There was dirt and webs in the corners.You quietly ignored them and headed to the centre of it,the choir area stood with an elevated floor made of wooden floorboard.The floorboard creaked beneath your feet as you stepped on it.An old piano sat beautifully in the centre covered in dust and webs.You did learn to play the piano when you were a kid.Cleaning off the dust on the piano with your kerchief you placed your finger on a key.As soon as the sound was produced,you were startled and took a step back.The old piano sounded weird and that sound cutting through the silence you were kind of used to now scared you a bit.Maybe it needed some tuning.It made a weird sound like that of the pianos in horror movies.You step down and see the altar behind it.It was beautifully designed and up above was the crucifix.But something was wrong,jesus had only one eye,it seemed the other fell off? or maybe a fellow visitor like you long ago poked it for scaring people.You stepped closer scanning it,in a small font on his chest was written 'The darkness lurks here the most'.What was that supposed to mean? You look around again,it was clearly just an abandoned church.You admired the old painting on the side walking through the aisles.Your phone's flashlight abruptly cut off.Your phone died.You should've charged it a bit when you were getting ready.Sighing to yourself,you turn to the paintings again.

Suddenly two keys from the piano sounded loud,echoing throughout the whole building.You turned around fast,your phone clutched in your hand.It sounded even worse than the one you accidentally played.You couldn't make out much since it was too dark.You held your breath and slowly took steps back,you swear you saw a figure pass right by after it sounded.You tripped on a bench's foot and twisted your ankle.Clutching your ankle in pain you fell to the ground.The pain was unbearable.You let out silent sobs as you tried to get out but the church doors were closed.When did that happen? Perhaps you were too distracted staring at the painting.Someone is definitely in here.Closing your mouth with your hand,you stood.Limping you pushed the door open.Just as you did,you heard metal screeching across the stoned floor.It stopped right after a few feet behind you.You tried your best to exit as you were yanked back.You fell to the ground with a painful scream.Your ankle felt even more worse.Looking up there was a dark figure standing tall.A man stood,some of the moonlight that penetrated through the open door made you realise that this man was partially masked and had something long in their hand.The man raised it suddenly and then you saw,it was a metal baseball bat with metal wires and thorns around it with 𝐑. engraved on the centre.You pushed yourself back with a whimper as it swinged in empty air.You were supposed to take that hit.Fear coursed through your veins as it fueled you to run through the open door.It was him,the new ruthless killer who made fear overtake your city.The church was surrounded in dirt and grass,every snap of a stick made you anxious.He was getting closer,before you could even make it to the streets,the bat hit your twisted ankle.You stumbled in pain, nothing helped though.He pulled you by the collar of your coat,swinging the bat to your right arm.Your screams were muffled as he held your mouth tight with his gloved hands.His dark eyes gleamed under the moonlight.

Panic overtook you as you saw black spots on your vision,you faint ultimately.Your body slumps against him as he comprehends what just happened.Did you just really have to faint on him? All the adrenaline rush he was getting came to a stop.Great,now how does he feed off of your fear.He really had been craving for a victim like you,it's been weeks since he got a proper one.You seemed very reactive and he thought he could watch how you eventually would give up screaming,throat dry,eyes glossy but would still do anything to survive.You're a fighter,he sees that alright but he loves draining the life out of them.Never has he left a victim survive but he can't get the thrill if you lay like that,already seeming lifeless unconsious.Maybe next time he says to himself as he drags your body and puts you on the streets.He would find you anyways,you're a potential threat to him afterall.The only one who witnessed him but about to survive him.Sighing to himself he disappears in the abandoned church again.

Sharp white light blinds your vision even through your closed eyes as you adjust your eyes to the lighting.First thing that came to view was the white cold walls,the room reeking of disinfectant.Looking down you saw your ankle and your right arm bandaged.That's when it clicked,you are in a hospital.Your eyes flicker to the calendar and the clock trying to make sense of today's date.You really thought you had died and then you remember the remnants of yesterday night.Killer 𝐑.,you,abandoned church,sprained ankle,hurt right arm...just all of it.The door clicks open as a nurse enters,she asks you a few questions about how you're feeling,the pain on the ankle,your arm and lastly explains how you were admitted.It seems some middle aged woman of that neighborhood found you that morning when she was on her way to work.You heard from the nurse that she was super kind and covered your hospital bills and hurriedly left to work.You were relieved but then you remembered your shift,your classes but the nurse insisted you should stay here till your ankle and arm gets well and when you're somewhat able to walk and mover your arm.You feel the pain faint but pulsing on your ankle,you had twisted it in a great force after all,in panic too.You right arm felt heavy and bruised.But what upsetted you is that the woman who admitted you called the cops and now they were here extracting every information as you told them everything that happened last night.You thought about keeping it to yourself but if he comes for you again it might be dangerous.It seems that immediately they went to the location for inspection to find clues but he wasn't in sight of course.The day dragged on as you were discharged in the evening,feeling somewhat good about the pain on your ankle and your arm.You were requested to rest for atleast three days but you had to go to your shifts.You can't run out of money.

Classes,shifts and sometimes a panic attack when you feel paranoid at night all over again.This night was nothing much but the same.You were washing your face and just as you closed your eyes you felt it.Darkness, panic,the way he was about to kill you.It felt as if you were being suffocated,you quickly opened your eyes.You looked at your reflection on the mirror.Trembling lips,dark eye bags adorned your face.Scared.That's what you were.You're not the strongest when it comes to death,to you death is scary.Because it means all the work you put in to live,to survive has finally gone to waste.You can't sleep again,the scene flashing in your mind when you try to close your eyes.Oh how 𝐑. has made your life miserable.You hope he's happy with just that and does not come after you again.Lowkey you might as well kiss his ass for making you almost escape your miserable life and give in to death but no.You're not gonna let him win,take your life.You were scared and angry whenever you saw his initial flash again in the news.He's killed too many after you.That means he moved on from you right? Forgot about you and found better people to prey on right? You hope that's what it means.Weeks turned into months and you were finally yourself somewhat.The cops did watch over you at the start as they were sure he would come again and take a chance at you.But if felt like he knew so he never came and the cops gave up.Trying to focus on new victims he had killed.He was surprisingly clean even though his killings were messy and gory.Too smart,too calculated.People who are sick in the head might as well inspire him and take notes or people who are desperate for success might as well make him the main character of a movie or a book.He was theatrical,perfect for a killer.

That night when he left you unconscious on the road,something else happened too.He heard footsteps from afar coming closer,the sound of someone's breath heaving.It wasn't someone rather something,it was a stray dog.Sitting under the streetlight it started barking looking at you and then him.It was like it perfectly understood the situation,it's barks got louder then stopped whole.He made it stop.He had swinged his bat across the dog,it's barks dying down into little huffs as it laid there bleeding embracing death.He wished he killed you with that satisfaction. He did not do it because he wanted to,he had no other choice.Before the dog could alert the neighbourhood with its unusual loud barking,he took care of it in his own way.It was mostly the same with other animals he had killed too,they tried to make too much noise after they saw the victim killed and bleeding on the ground.He remembers how it started,he killed a farmer far off from the city on it's suburb region.A peaceful quite village with the smell and sound of nature.So he did his best to destroy it.Though he felt a bit sorry at first,he is totally unapologetic now.It had become quite an often occurrence.Whatever keeps him in the shadows.But before anyone could even discover the body or it's rotting smell.He dropped it off in the lake behind the abandoned church.He felt good that he atleast killed something that night rather than you.He was a sickhead for sure,that's what brought him to be a killer in the first place after all.He tries not too kill animals too much and not without a reason but animals are too instinctual to his liking,always knowing way too much for something that can't speak.

You were in your shift,the news channel flashing the rotting body of the dog blurred as the reporter remarks how cruel it was of the killer again but all you can do is stare.It was him again.You do remember the barks from the dog while you were in the void unmoving.It was a thing,even if you faint you still hear things from the background but your memory betrays you.You put together the pieces and guess that it had been the dog from that night,trying to be a guardian saving you with it's loud barks.You feel so sorry to that dog.A stray dog much similar like you and unguarded.It should've bit him,pounced on him.Should've done something to stop him. You should've done something too,so that you wouldn't have to feel paranoid often.The same anxious feeling washes over you.You thought you had let go of it but fear embraced you every time a new killing happened and it was all over the news.It had gone out the government's hand,all of it was a clean sin.No clear clues,just the bloodied bodies and their family grieving.It had become a cycle now.Something every one in this city is used to.As you are working in the convience store,checking the bills,overseeing how many money had added up,helping the customers check out,offering them a bag but to put the things they bought in,putting on a fake smile,cheerfully saying come again,stacking up the racks and arranging new stocks throwing out the expired ones even the honk of vehicles and the bell to the shop that rings when someone enters startles you.It was just you now,customers stopped coming and the streets started getting emptier but you still had your shift.You were just thankful you managed to get all the morning shifts but today your manager called you up saying you should take an extra one since the one that is supposed to work is on a sick leave.Not again.He assured you it will be only till evening.But today dusk came too soon,the outside getting darker than usual.The clouds in the sky rumbling with the hint of a heavy rain.You had your long rain coat ready,folded on the chair next to you.The weathermen had already predicted it.You love the rain but being out in rain was not your thing.The rain drops felt too sticky on your skin,the road turning slippery and damp,mud on the sideways,the cold that embraced your system.You could only pray you would get home in a good condition.

You heard faint buzzing that eventually became loud and the electricity went off fully.You grabbed a torch near you,not the darkness again.Huffing to yourself you glance out not seeing any light outside too.Perhaps it was a power shut down.Then came the rain breaking the silence.Loud thunders and eye blinding lightning took over,some of the little rain drops clinging to your skin from the open window.Walking over to the window,you pulled it shut annoyed.You got your phone from your back pocket desperately trying to entertain yourself with the hot spot you had paid for but you recieve a message that plops up on your screen stating that you won't be able to use it anymore since today was the due date.Well it's not like the towers work anyway judging by a loud thud somewhere afar.Heavy thunderstorm makes the trees fall,some swinging too vigorously and the towers too get struck by lightning.You sat on the cashier counter,bored.Drumming your fingers on the counter,you fanned yourself for more air.You could do anything now since even the cctv's went off too.It's red flickering light absent.You heard a loud breaking of glass.It sounded from the storage room,the eerie one filled with more darkness than any other room here.You took deliberate steps towards the storage room with the torch trembling in your hand.You almost dropped it when it flickered,almost screamed. Gripping it tightly,you entered.Opening the door slowly afraid of what might be there.There was only one window and it was broken.You saw wet drops of rain on the floor.As you trailed it you saw paw prints? Turning to the corner you saw a dark cat drenched and shivering.You went near it,holding it.It shifted comfortably basking in your warmth.It's soaked furr making your shirt wet.It looked up,green eyes gazing up full of warmth in the dark.You loved black cats disregarding the fact that they are said to bring bad luck if you stumble upon one.More relieved now,you started to actually think.A cat as small as that broke the window? No.Realisation dawned upon you as you heard the bell ring to the front door of the convenience store.You knew it wasn't a customer.You were scared,so scared.Holding on to the cat,you sat there silent for a few minutes.You can't keep doing this,you detached yourself from the cat.It's head tilting in confusion seeing you walk away.It's tail wagged,eyes pleading to have you back there holding it.But you walked away picking up the torch you had left on a box.

You closed the door behind you slowly and made your way to the centre.The front door was locked from the outside.The bell stood in mid air triggered a bit.No,this was not happening.Someone had locked you from outside.How had you not noticed? The dark overtook the space but you should've figured it out,caught onto it sooner.But looking at how the window was broken and the front door locked.Someone was inside here with you.You felt it,a pair of eyes watching you from behind one of the racks.Your breath started getting heavy.Was it him again? 𝐑.You didn't want to find out.You started tiptoeing your way to the storage room to escape through the open broken window.But he was too smart,with a few steps he was behind you.With a swift motion he had you in a headlock, suffocating you from behind.You slapped his arm that was wrapped around your neck but that did nothing,in fact it only tightened his hold on you.Looking around in panic you saw a heavy bottle of wine near you,sitting on the rack.Without thinking twice you reached for it and smashed it on him.With that you started running,opening the door to the storage room with a loud thud you leaped out of the window.The cat was still there confused and sad.Without looking back you started running.You heard him behind you,both of your footsteps splashing the stagnant water on the road.The rain drenched you,slowed you down as your clothes clinged to you like second skin.Skin sticky with rain,hair too,feet covered in dirty rainwater and mud.You felt the leaves stick to your shoes. Suddenly it stopped,the footsteps behind you.Letting out heavy breaths you looked back,it was just you.He had stopped chasing you or maybe lost you since you took a sharp turn into another road.You finally leaned against the wall relieved,holding a hand to your chest evening out your ragged breaths.Then you heard it again the sound of metal from your right.The baseball bat,his weapon.You were alarmed now taking a few steps back.He emerges out of the shadows,he tilts his head playing with his bat as if to ask you 'Done with the run now?'.He made you lose all of your energy and hid somewhere to refill his energy before coming again to thrill you.Smartass.With a little amount of energy left,you dashed into an empty tolet building and hid in a closet in the corner.It seems they hadn't taken out the interiors yet or maybe it was left like this to be rented out.The darkness enveloped you and you were feeling anxious again,not only because you were afraid of the dark it was because of your claustrophobia too.Something you had to deal with since childhood,the space too crooked,it felt as if it was closing on you.You held your breath when you heard the door open.

He roamed around with the bat hitting the ground rhythmically and he stopped in front of the closet.You could see him reaching out to pull it open.With no choice you opened it harshly,the door hitting his head.Knocking the air out of him.You ran again into a street you weren't familiar with and stopped in your tracks.It was a dead end.You couldn't do anything now he was already approaching dragging his bat lazily.He clicked his tongue and shook his head as if to say 'poor you,chose the wrong way'.You could only step back and he stopped in front of you.His breath hitting you.You flinched upon the closeness.There it was,the claustrophobia again,it wasn't a closed space but he was enough to suffocate you with his presence.You looked up meeting his dark brown orbs and the rest of his face was partially covered with a mask.He aimed his bat at you and for the first time you spoke with a broken whisper, "Please don't do it".He wasn't used to your voice so he looked rather surprised but then scoffed and swung it at you,it hit the wall near you as you dodged it.His bat was a bit damaged,gritting his teeth,he vigorously swung it again and again.You managed to dodge all of it but you knew he could have you killed anytime now."Stop,please listen to me" you said with a louder voice that made him stop before lunging at you with crazed eyes.He gripped your throat."You should be thankful i didn't chop you into pieces of meat" he said dragging his eyes down your afraid form.He loved how you were trembling,shaking in his grip helpless.But he released your throat."I'm not gonna let you faint on me again" he says roughly turning you on your back and pressing you to the wall.He pulls out a dagger from his pocket drawing a line on the back of your neck.You cry out in pain,the blood staining your hair and the back of your shirt.He relished in it but as soon as he turned you to face him,his face fell.Your eyes were not glossy instead you were full on crying and hiccuping.You looked like you would die even before he killed you.Your breath came out in shallow gasps,struggling to breathe.

Panic attacks.He remembers when he used to have those as a child.Embracing darkness and living in the shadows wasn't easy as he watched the world be selfish and bright and move on.His eyes darted to you again.You were on the edge of losing yourself.He hesitated once,twice then his gloved hands brushed your bloodied strand of hair back.His lips pressed to you as he kissed you out of the struggles.You should've found it even more scary but you seemed to calm down.He kissed you till you felt as if flowers has bloomed in your lungs adorning your ribcage.He pulled out,his eyes darting to yours again.Then without a word he leaves lazily dragging his bat,the sound filling your ears.You could only blink and watch him leave.

It has been a week after that,the killings stopped.Just when you want to desperately know him,there are no signs of him.No 𝐑. flashing on the news channels in bold letters.You were sick for thinking back how he kissed you.How no one ever has even dared to touch you or spare a glance but a man who preys on you for his bloodlust kisses you and leaves you alive.You had been going to more classes trying to get it out of your mind.More shifts but the thought floated in the back of your mind.Call it yearning but you wondered what he was doing now.Would he have been thinking about you too? Or was he even alive.Crazy how you were wondering about what a literal killer was doing,alive or not.But to you he is not a killer anymore,to you he is the man who kissed you to save you from your miserable panic attacks.You dying is what he wanted but when he saw you struggling he kissed you to ease you out of it.The worst part was he walked away without a word.No words said.You still remember his crazed rough voice but you want to hear him sane.His normal voice.You spent your mornings imagining what would have happened if you had met him before this mess.He should've had his reasons too maybe you would've eased him out of it too if you had found him.You were so curious about him now.Was he feeling emotionally conflicted after kissing you? Is that why the killings stopped? Was it his first kiss? Silly thoughts like this clouded your head at night.You wanted to go back for once.You had no panic attacks or paranoia after that.You knew he was harmless now.Something about the way he looked at you told you he reconsidered the whole killing part.His whole miserable life in the shadows.

You went to the place again.Then walked the same dead end.You weren't so scared of the dark now because it reminded you of him.It eased you.You might call him your first love as well.For once you yearned.You ran your hand across the wall,your blood still faintly clinging to it.He left you feeling crazy.A feeling you can't quite put your hands on or decipher.When you were about to turn around and leave,you heard footsteps stopping in the sight of you.You turned around to see him still masked but no weapon in hand.The night was chilly turning your fingertips cold.He turned to leave "Wait!" you said to him as you stepped closer.He faced you again,his eyes unrelenting."Thanks" you mutter out suddenly causing him to raise his eyebrow.You continued louder "For not killing me and freeing me of my panic attacks" you said gazing at him.He stood there as if he wants to say something but decides against it turning to leaving again.This time you go to his front blocking his path as you hold the sleeve of his shirt.He looks at you again confused as to why you're not backing down.That's all you had to say right?.You voice out what you've been craving to tell him even when you imagined the conversation in your head distracted during class "I haven't had those panic attacks ever again and I'm not so scared of the dark now because it reminds me of you.You ease out every noisy thought in my head.Ever since you kissed me that night i just can't help but hope to see you again." you say with determined eyes.His eyes soften before it turns back to dark and cold.He shakes his head "You don't understand, you're not supposed to be here this close to me." He says,his real voice slipping in as you take it in making sure to replay his voice in your head a thousand times."What did that kiss mean to you? Did you even want to comfort me or was it an impulse mistake" you ask with hope in your eyes.He replies looking away "You're just infatuated.I'm no good for you,stay away".You ask him boldly "But i don't want to,i know something snapped that day when you kissed me right? all that cruel killings you have been doing stopped.Are you confused about your feelings now?".He looks at you for sometime staying silent before looking behind you not quite focusing on you.You inched closer your cold fingertips brushing the edges of his mask."Can i take it off?" You ask and he looks at you with disbelief."You want to see the face of someone who almost killed you, chased you down the streets and haunted your memories?" he asks before lowering his gaze to his wrist.You look at where his gaze meets and release his sleeve.But still you stood closer to him and without missing a beat you said yes."Go on but you'll never be able to go back" he said hoping to make you walk away.You nod as you silently take off his sleek partial black mask.

The moonlight highlighted his features as you took in his visuals.Your mouth opens then closes and he only gets more confused."Is there something on my face?" he asks casually but you were too busy being awestruck.You reply a minute after just silently admiring him "You're way too pretty".His eyebrows scrunched,did you just call him pretty.Were you not aware of how dangerous he was and how he still has his bloody dagger in his pocket.He walked away finally and you let him.Because for once now you know his real voice and his real face.You kept going there at nights.He didn't show up but did one night.Holding you after not accepting you for so long.He walked you to your home,kissing your forehead and mumbling a good night before disappearing again.He always showed up at nights.One night you had asked him "Why did you stop the killings?" curiously and to that he replied "Because after i looked at you,i decided i didn't have to anymore.Not only sick twisted things made me happy but something sweeter and more human made me happy.You.I realised after that night that i won't do it again to keep me thrilled".Days passed as he started showing up on mornings too sometimes entering the store when you were on your shift.He was let out in the light,felt colours because he had you and he would never want more.This night as you were cuddling with him you dramatically gasped and he turned to you "Wait,i didn't get your name and you didn't get my name too".You said as you realised you have been calling him 𝐑. occasionally,a smile spread on his face "Thought you'd never ask.My name is Riki.Nishimura riki" he said as his huge frame hugged you.Draping your leg over him you uttered out your name.You also discovered how ni-ki was another name his friends made up when he was a kid.You found out more about his past as you shared some of yours too.He adapted to your light and you adapted to his darkness.Life has never felt more simple,warm and light.And you'd have to say he will forever be your 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐑.

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Reset and replay | a nishimura riki of 𝗘𝗡- fic ᴅ𝐢𝐬ℎ 001' [🍽️]

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Sneak peek(🔎):You've always loved your boyfriend riki but does it all matter when your relationship has no point of improvement and you keep going back to where it started?...

ingredients💭:fluff,angst,comfort,depression,mention of self harm.

No calls,no messages.

You've been staring right through your phone for hours,eyes burning not just from the screen but from something else deep within.Your boyfriend riki has gone on a tour to the states,you've been seeing clips from fan accounts on your socials.You were happy really,but you just feel so stupid right now sitting on your bed holding onto your phone for any updates from your boyfriend.Is it really that bad,you have to scramble through your socials to find fan accounts made for him and see him through the screen,if he's doing well,if he's all smiley?.No,when did it ever get bad to this point?.Thinking about it,it has happened a long time ago.At that time you were just busy telling yourself it would be fine,brightening up because it was just the start.The start is what that has brought you to this.When you had first met him,it was simple.He didn't have any schedules walking freely around chrome hearts,his supposedly favourite store.That's where you met him,one look and he got you staring.God was he handsome,on a second thought he looked really cute more like a duck? Yeah that's what you said to yourself when you found him unconsciously pouting while paying the bill in the cashier counter.After that you started seeing him frequently and sometimes you had gone just to see him.When he noticed you,you guys really clicked.Had same interests,fun talks,love for figurines.When had it started hurting really? Have you been lying to yourself all this time?.

It was not okay,it is the time to accept it.You thought you were the silly one missing him like crazy full well knowing that he's an idol and he's really determined in making himself successful.Years of late night dance practice even when he was with you,you'd be on the floor leaning back on the wall,eyes threatening to close shut and take you to a peaceful sleep.But no,your boyfriend was there working himself to the bones.You had to stay awake support him,offer him water and cutted fruits because you really cared for him.You would tell him to take a break of atleast 10 minutes but he just looked at you with that adorable grin saying he's fine.Sometimes he would consider it and would sit beside you,playing with your hair or with the water bottle in his hands leaning his head on your shoulder,scooting closer.You liked it even though he was all sweaty.You both were really in love at that moment.But now? oh you don't ever want to doubt his love for you but it's been hard lately like you're the only one who's trying,who's pushing hard.You have decided to at least show up to one of his concerts or attend a fan call,it broke you that you had to pay to see him.A fancall would do you thought as you lifted your heavy limbs to walk and get your card.

You punched in the code,the website "weverse" loading your transaction.After some minutes animated confetti shower fills your screen "You've won a fancall,congrats! " It felt empty,the mere words generated by the app to provide excitement was only breaking you more.You were shaking.The fan call was in five days.Five more days,till you see him.This was it.You had a small dinner by yourself watching your favourite show remembering how riki also loves it.You quietly entered your bedroom not bothering to shower and change into your pyjamas or do your skincare.You plopped down on the bed pulling the warm cozy blanket till your neck,hair splayed across the pillow.You usually braid your hair to bed to avoid getting it tangled but you don't now.Tonight feels suffocating, without him on the side of your bed,clinging onto you like you're his lifeline.He was there to make the cold side of your pillow warm,even if he's not physically here sometimes.You would facetime eachother talk about latest memes and funny things or rumours that gets passed on around about him by the netizens.Sometimes a full yap session on what you've both missed out on each other's life.It was nice and fulfilling.

You silently pull the blanket over your head,leaving out a shaky breath.You quickly press it down on your face.Your lungs burn at some point,your vision blurring.Your throat was burning and your eyes were watering.You need him like the oxygen you're so deprived of right now.It's painful,you never thought about yourself here in this moment at the start of your relationship.Moving on from exes were so easy,you backed out the moment you saw a bit of red flag behaviour.But you can't here not when you love him so much that you're suffocating yourself.You don't like to call him a red flag,it's you who is stupid and hurt.He is working hard there and you're here crying like a silly over literally nothing.Void consumes you as you enter into an unconscious state of sleep.

The next few days are haunting,a quick blur.It all merges into this day as you sit on your desk,your phone facing you.The front camera staring right at you,catching your face.You quickly fix your hair and makeup and double check.Clearing your throat awkwardly,your eyes dart to the time display on your phone.Just three more minutes.You fixed your dress again not wanting to sit idle and then your phone freezes momentarily before another screen joins in.You gulp nervously putting on a smile and checking if the lighting is okay.The screen is a little blurry before it fully focuses.Ni-ki emerges from under the desk,mumbling to himself as he dropped something.He sits comfortably in his chair and finally his eyes focus on you.His brows scrunch a little before his eyes widen.You open your mouth to greet him.In a hushed whisper he cuts you off "What are you doing here?My manager is right there y/n.Do you want us to get caught?"right,usual ni-ki when he is panicking.You put on a smile again.

"Hey it's been a while since i saw you" you speak casually getting the hint and acting like a fan.He replies back"How are you? I think I saw you in our concert in LA right? You were the one holding up the duck banner.Yeah?".You nod quickly,composing yourself "yes,you remember!.I'm fine.How are you?". "Ah im fine of course just busy with comeback preparations" he says while you think of it as a subtle reply as to why he's not available.But his tone lacks the warmth reserved only for you,right now he's talking to you like you're his beloved fan maybe because his manager is right there and things could go wrong.Or maybe it's always been like this for a while.You remind yourself to not overthink as you speak through, "I miss seeing you,hope you're doing fine" you say as to subtly convey your worries.Not confiding in it,he waves dismissively with a quick masked laugh as he replies casually to you like you're just a fan.

The call ends in a blur,the timer ringing from his side as you guys quickly exchange goodbyes.As soon as it ends and your screen goes black,you put your hands over your face,regretting acting like a fan.That's not what you wanted clearly,this is not enough.Maybe a concert? well if he doesn't act like himself in a fancall how is it possible in a concert.Your heart twists painfully as you let yourself cry.You think of your little self,always so unsure,picking around your nails,scared to make friends.World felt so large and unfamiliar.Will you let yourself tell her that you never changed and somehow she is always there afraid and lonely.You thought you were all grown up now,only to find yourself crying covering your face,letting the pretty makeup get ruined.You dolled yourself up for what?for hurt?,for pain?.Maybe you were always like this,maybe you failed as a person to give yourself attention and self love.You've always been one for self hatred or self loathing.Quickly regretting things you do or you say.You wish you were better,you always did.But with ni-ki things like that disappeared,it faded in the background,only living around his smiles and just him.

Maybe you depended too much on him,you were always clingy at some point.Not physically maybe but emotionally? You give yourself in wholly to whomever you love and right now you love riki.You think that's what has led to this.You love calling him riki while no one else did,quietly liking the meaning that his name means strength in his language.He was your strength,your love,your trust,your rock.Everything you had to look forward to.He was your dream and you sure did achieve it but it feels so distant.Runny nose,swollen eyes,somethings never change you think to yourself as you wipe at your tears.You lean forward for the tissues,so white and so fragile like you in a sense.Easily gets soaked,like you are right now in tears.But it makes some things go away,so maybe it's different.You can't ever make this depression clinging onto you like a second skin go away,ever.Would you ever be fixed?,tearing yourself away from this misery is as hard as building a skyscraper.Insecurity,embarassment,anxiety, overthinking,self doubt,low self esteem....what else honestly?.You think when these emotions came crashing down,it was your first ever real depression.You couldn't bear it,couldn't deal with it.You told no one.Looking at your old cut marks on your delicate wrist makes you shake and cry more,the mark so faint.Going through it was like walking through hell,your mind was your own punisher.Pushing you to self harm and self destruction.You cut your hair,wore new dresses,put on a pretty smile.You've come this far yet you still feel it,the old you.The you who is very fragile and is on the edge of breaking.You wish people were able to put up with you,you wish you had a normal mind.Getting sad only when necessary like normal people.Oh,how bad you want to be like others again.Does time really heal? Or does it push things back only for it to burst out like a volcano at some point? You never knew.You just missed him so much,you miss riki.But you can't ever bring yourself to cry like this in front of him.Opening up is hard when you've buried your old self to the ground around him.Now that he's not here,it's acting up again.You plan on running back to his arms.You don't want to tell him though,you know he's really stressed and overworked.

You quietly pull out your phone and swipe up the screen to unlock it.The brightness hurts your eyes,hissing frustratedly you lower it.You open your contacts and text jake and jay,your boyfriend's bandmates.You send out a quick greet and start texting about the surprise plan you've been wanting to do.You carry on with your day,waiting for their reply.You open your phone screen momentarily to check your notifications.When you were about to go to bed,you receive a notification from jake first.He agrees and says he will start preparing excitedly.He is a big enthusiast of your relationship with riki after all.Five minutes later when you're scrolling on spotify to make a new playlist,you receive a text from jay.He says that he heard from jake and they both will request their manager to let you make a surprise visit in the name of a family member specifically his younger sister's friend.The fake cause of visit is an urgent family matter to be passed on and since his family is on a vacation out somewhere,they've sent you.Perfect lie.Sure you do know sola,she's cute and funny but you feel nervous thinking about keeping up that facade while being watched by his manager.Days drag on as you receive a text from them that the company has accepted the request and the said date for the visit is a month away,you can stay with him there for about a week.You focus on trying to heal yourself but it all goes wrong anyway.Typical you.The sun shines through your curtains everyday but you're the one who's not shining at all.You pick up on your old depressive habits.It felt comfortable but consuming.You know you're gonna drown in it one day and lose yourself.Right now all you want and love is riki.You have to hang on for him.You have to be there to keep loving and supporting him.A goal to your insignificant life.That's what you think it is.

The day arrives as you drag your packed suitcase along the disinfected airport floor,you look down at your reflection on the floor for a moment.The jet lag was crazy,you feel so tired.The ache in your bones won't go away but you are here.Finally doing what you wanted to do.You're gonna meet him after so long.You open your phone's lockscreen to quickly look at riki's pic,he was smiling like a goofball with you in his arms posing for the photo.A lovely mirror selca is what it was.You fan yourself using your hands to make the heat in the atmosphere go away.It was really hot,you wish you dressed more lightly but you're more like all covered up.You thought it won't be that hot,well...your fault it is.You reach the destination as you look from side to side in search of the car the company has sent to pick you up.Suddenly you hear a horn from the far left corner and you recognise it.It's his manager's car.You cross the road cautiously reminding yourself to act like sola's close friend as you pull the black car's door.Making yourself comfortable in your seat,you pull back your phone and inform jay and jake that you're on your way.Taking in a deep breath you look out the window to stop being so nervous.The city was beautiful,just like riki mentioned in his chat with a fan that went viral.

The car pulls up to the hybe company,the big building standing tall in front of you.You look up to take a quick look as the sun hurts your eyes.You also click a photo as it's your first time visiting your boyfriend's workplace.Sighing you make your way into building by passing the revolving door.The interior was grand,well it had to be.It was the most famous k-pop agency after all,one of the big three's.They get the most money out the idols like your boyfriend.You enter the lift as you spot some staffs in there too.The manager guides you to enhypen's dance practice room.You hold your breath seeing the big bold inked letters on the door reading "Enhypen".You quietly push through the door,you could hear the new song blasting through the speakers and the loud instructions from the dance mentor.Heavy smell of sweat and cologne hits your nose as you step in.All of their heads turn towards you on the click of the door shutting except one,your boyfriend riki.

He's in the corner tired and unbothered.Sunoo gasps loudly as jake and jay remind him to treat you like sola's friend in hushed whispers.They exchange glances before calling riki and walk towards you.When riki really turns to look at you,he's surprised.He almost hugs you but jay stops him,telling him that there's a supposed hidden plan.He co operates though,sending quiet longing glances from his place.When the practice is over and everyone leaves including the staffs and his manager especially.He runs to you,arms woven around you as he pulls you in close leaving a relieved sigh.You bask in his warmth."Sorry,i was kind of off during the fan call" he says immediately.You pat him in the back to quietly let him know that it's okay.You pull back to look into his eyes before you place a quick peck on his cheek.He holds you like he's never letting you go."Seriously though,i never thought you would come this far to see me" he says with a grin."Just missed you,you know?" you try not to sound too cheesy but the laugh from him assures you that you just did sound cheesy.Now he's gonna tease you forever with it.That's what you think but "okay i kinda missed you too..." he says trailing of shyly.THE nishimura riki getting shy? No way...,you giggle to yourself and he only finds it more endearing.

The door opens and a figure emerges interrupting your moment,"oh sorry,i just left my airpods here" jungwon says cheekily before leaving the room with a thumbs up in your guys direction.You let out the breath you didn't know you were holding in,"scared much?" He says calmly toying with your baby hairs on your forehead.Sighing you say,"I don't know,i still feel so cautious around here as i lied saying that I'm your sister's friend".He waves it off dismissively,teasing you about being careful.You both decide to go to his dorm.You are greeted by loud screams when you step in,it's heeseung and sunghoon playing league of legends.Typical them,you sigh to yourself as you both head towards riki's room.Looking around his room,you see the joker figurine and some cool stuff that's just so him."Sit" he pats the edge of his bed,you comply sitting beside him.His hand extends to hold yours but he stops,"Wait....why is there dry skin around your nails?Have you been picking on them?" He says examining you.You stop fidgeting with the hem of your shirt "Oh,uh it's a habit of mine" you say drained of the energy you had now that you had to act like you were fine again."Don't ever do it again" he says before standing up to get a hand cream offering it to you.You apply it gently,the cream cool on your dry skin."I don't really use it but you should" he states while all you could think was how he can always see right through and how you always manage to hide it and get away.You've been playing these games with him for long enough,does he really not know? or is he just pretending?.Pushing out your thoughts you cuddle with him on the bed,his hands swung over you like a koala.Hours pass and you can't sleep much instead you prop yourself on your elbows, leaning against the headboard to look at his peaceful sleeping face.He probably must've thought you were asleep.The depressive thoughts resurface again,you try to push it out as tears silently fall from your eyes.You have been sleep deprived for long,it's disturbing.Insomnia was an issue solved long agao when you met him.Yet you are here again,in his arms right where you wanted to be but you can't seem to sleep and shake off those thoughts.They are becoming a part of you,slow and consuming.This time nothing makes it right,your heart still aches the same way when you miss him.It's like you have him right here in your arms but you can't reach him out for comfort.Is this real struggle?.You opt to quietly look at the clock and the slow rhythmic ticking of the clock spirals you into a deep slumber.

Days pass and you have a good time with riki,the thoughts consuming you momentarily.The final day arrives and you're left feeling empty at the start of the day.Grumbling to yourself you finish your breakfast.Then you go out with riki,spending time in places you didn't know existed.It was fun but you couldn't shake off the fact that this is the last day.The final day before you fall deeper without him.You want to keep seeing him but his job forbids you.Night arrives quickly and you make dinner with him,knowing nothing about cooking you both make a mess in the kitchen until jay arrives for rescue.Finally after dinner and some games,you're spent.Calling yourself out for a bathroom break,you stand in front of the mirror looking at your reflection,the colour draining from your face now that you're alone again.You fix your hair to cover your eyebags,pulling a few strands of hair infront of your face to look normal."I was thinking we should stay up late and play some video games" you yell closing the bathroom door to enter the living room only to find riki on the couch sleeping.Your eyes soften as you quietly try not to step on the legos you had built earlier.You plop on the couch beside him fidgeting with the hem of your oversized shirt.No,his oversized shirt.You consider taking it back with you when you leave next morning.

The members enter bidding you goodbyes and saying that they had a good time with you staying over in the dorm.You look off the whole time and the members notice it.Jay is the first one to question it,"Are you really that sad? He's gonna be back in a few months you know." he says trying to soothe you.Even if riki didn't sense it,the members had always known of your depressive side.Your smile fades quickly sometimes when you're alone and it is very noticeable.Maybe riki doesn't notice it since he's really close but everyone from a third person view can.You nod hesitantly,a tear slipping out before you can even stop it.The members face fall as they exchange worrisome glances.They offer you comfort and give their word that somehow they'll get riki to be in touch with you even when he's away from you.You can only glance at riki every now and then to assure that he's comfortable sleeping,half heartedly nodding at their words.They leave one by one and suddenly the living room is empty.It's just you again now.You place a feather light kiss on riki's forehead as you head towards his bedroom.You turn on the lights and start packing,stealing a few of his things and clothes.Throwing in some tees and hoodies of his,you still had a lot to pack.The night drags on as you stay awake and keep preparing for your flight tomorrow back home.You cover him with a blanket and leave a note on his table with few of your hair ties in the middle of your packing session.You know he loves wearing your hair ties around his wrist everywhere that fans question it sometime.

You leave early in the morning,jay the only one up to cook breakfast greets you as you have as your breakfast."Aren't you gonna wait up for ni-ki,you know say goodbye to him?" he says glancing at you."No but i did leave him a note,he'll know".Jay frowns but understands and bids goodbye as you finally step out of the dorm.The fresh air blesses your lungs as you wait for the cab to pick you up.The ride is silent and finally it pulls up to the airport.Dragging your suitcase along,you quickly look at your reflection on the airport floor again.You seemed so drained to yourself.Taking a seat nearby,you wait for your flight.You pull out your phone and check the time,riki must've been up by now yet you still recieve no texts.You smile sadly to yourself leaning back on your seat.It has always been like this.Push and pull with him was not fun to you.You wanted to keep in touch no matter what only for him to shut you off randomly,making you doubt your relationship with him.He acts like you don't exist at all,completely ghosts you but then again he is there holding you and making you happy.It was for him maybe not for you,when he needed a person to spend time closely with,he chose you.Maybe you should've stayed just a friend.The airport announcement shakes you out of your thoughts as you enter the plane and take your seat.

The jet lag catches up to you by the time you wake up to return back to your home.Weakly dragging your suitcase you take yet another cab to your home.You enter pocketing your keys after you unlock the door,the house still a mess just as you left it and you're here again to become one with it.A mess.It's the same the continuing days,he never texts,you cry questioning it again,the members try hard to make riki interact with you but he doesn't acting annoyed on the mere mention of your name,they hide it from you how he acts like he despises you.But you know from the lack of texts or calls once again that he's back to himself.Maybe it's just you who can't escape out of this with your depression and deep love for him.You hope everyday that you live a better life.Maybe next time,next life,maybe again with him but not like this.Not like reset and replay.

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𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍... [✩✩✩✩✩/✩✩✩✩✩]

𝐘ᴀɴɢ ᴊᴜɴɢᴡᴏɴ

𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍... [✩✩✩✩✩/✩✩✩✩✩]

𝐍ɪsʜɪᴍᴜʀᴀ ʀɪᴋɪ

𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 [★★★★✩/✩✩✩✩✩]

𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐑. [★★✩✩✩/✩✩✩✩✩]

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mikaxoriki · 2 months ago

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Reset and replay | a nishimura riki of 𝗘𝗡- fic ᴅ𝐢𝐬ℎ 001' [🍽️]

Idol!ni-ki×fem!reader [proofread]´ | <note from chef mika : ℬℴ𝓃 𝒶𝓅𝓅ℯ𝓉𝒾𝓉ℯ!´> |

Sneak peek(🔎):You've always loved your boyfriend riki but does it all matter when your relationship has no point of improvement and you keep going back to where it started?...

ingredients💭:fluff,angst,comfort,depression,mention of self harm.

No calls,no messages.

𝒞ℎ𝑒𝑓'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒:It's my first dish and the opening of my restaurant "The spice route".Hope you had a good meal!.Leave ratings!!. [✩✩✩✩✩/✩✩✩✩✩].

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