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feeling sad lol. unrequited love story?

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what’s your problem?  ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

pairing. nishimura riki x fem reader

synopsis. based on tate mcrae’s “what’s your problem?” pls listen first. toxic relationship with riki.

wc. 1k

warnings. ANGST. hurt w no comfort. one suggestive sentence. one curse word. not dialogue based. jungwon cameo

i looped “what’s your problem?” while writing this. if this flops, no it fooking didn’t. ૮(˶ㅠ︿ㅠ)ა

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nishimura riki was a name you heard often. you were new in town but you knew never to approach him. never to talk to him. for anything. 

he saw you as an easy target. you were so sweet that he couldn’t turn down the opportunity to play with you, even if just a little. although, he wasn’t stupid. he knew his reputation and knew that he had to make you feel a connection when you talked to him.

“hey, you’re new here, right?” he asked you one day after observing you at your university. you only respond with a simple, “i am”. he takes a good look at you like a predator does with its prey. you were pretty. almost too pretty to see upset, but that’s what always happens to riki’s girls. 

you furrow your eyebrows at his action, knowing him for who he was and what he’d do to all of the girls across campus. his game was simple: mess around with one, go to the next. however, it would be different with you. he could tell.

“just wondering. do you need to be shown around sometime?” he asks with a charming smile. plant the idea in her head, he tells himself. you shake your head simply before walking away.

after that day, it was near impossible to get away from riki. he was always there somehow. so, you decided to play a game of your own. how far could you make him go for your attention? it was out of spite that you wanted to impress him.

each day you would show up to class with your makeup and hair perfectly done. you studied the girls he’s been with before to see what type of styles he liked. he usually went for the more girly types of girls, but you thought that any would do for a man named nishimura riki.

as weeks passed, you began to lose yourself in this little game. you started only living for the thrill and not for yourself. you started living for riki. and somehow, in this fucked up game you started loving him.

you wanted to get any idea of him out of the depths of your brain, so you began making new friends. you told your closest one at the time, jungwon, about your feelings. he immediately told you to stay away, but you couldn’t. it was like nishimura riki was a plague filling every gap of you.

you woke up every morning at 5 to look good for riki, for even just a glance. one night, jungwon and some other mutual friends invited you to a party. “riki will be there. don’t act stupid, alright? don’t get involved with him.” jungwon told you as you were getting ready.

maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it wasn’t. the only thing you remembered from that night was nishimura riki’s fingers wrapped around your neck and the pleasure that coursed through you. from then on, there was no hiding it. even if you got hurt, you needed him for just a little. you needed to fill the growing gape in your heart. 

and so, you found yourself in a relationship with him. “he’s changed! can’t you see that?” you’d said once in a text to jungwon. he tried so hard to protect you, but he knew in the end that he couldn’t do anything, so he let you stay with riki. 

you cried to riki about it. how your friends left you just because you were in a relationship with him. you cried into his chest and you could see through your tears the slightest twitch of his lips upwards into a smirk. but you knew riki. you knew he didn’t find pleasure in your pain. he loved you.

riki made sure to take you out on as many dates as he could. he spoiled you with gifts and kisses like it was easy for him. he’d make sure you dressed up for your nights out, bringing you to clubs for everyone to know that you were his. 

one time, you found riki liking risqué things on his instagram page. things that could easily get taken down if the wrong eyes found it. “baby, i only love you. you know that. who do i come home to every night?” he’d tell you with the most caring tone as you cried to him again. once your sniffles seized, he let out a smile he was holding back and acted like it was to cheer you up. you’d die for him and that smile, so it made you smile too. he knew that.

at this point, jungwon was concerned. riki hadn’t been with a new girl in months and he thought that maybe, and he’d say that with a hopeful tone, that riki really has changed. he almost started believing it until a week later when riki cheated on you. 

he’d gone to a party without you and kissed another girl. the news was all over town, even a video was surfacing. everyone knew you were riki’s but he kissed that girl with such hunger he never kissed you with before.

you were crying on the floor of your shared apartment in the doorway between your bedroom and the hallway. you’d moved in with him, you’ve said “i love you” to him, and it seemed that it was still only a game to him. you laid there for hours waiting for riki to come home. to tell you that he didn’t cheat, that it was all fabricated. that the video was somehow fake.

he came home, but he didn’t console you. he let you cry and he watched, towering over you. he didn’t say anything. he didn’t want you to either as you packed your things and left with a piece of your heart missing. a piece that only he had, and a piece that you feared would never revive yourself to the woman you once were.  and he did it again, and again, and again with other girls.

“what's your problem? you think that you're a god.”

frankly, yes, he did think he was a god.

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sorry everyone, should’ve specified! pls no nsfw — just not comfy writing that as of now! ♡

inbox is open! pls send any requests you have for anything at all! ♡

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digicam. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

pairing. nishimura riki x reader

synopsis. you and your boyfriend riki take cute digicam photos

wc. .2k

warnings. none <3

whipped this one up REAL quick. its been sitting in my mind for a while since he posted those coachella digicam pics…

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click.

the familiar flash of riki’s digital camera went off. he smiled at you as you dropped your pose of two peace signs held at either side of your face.

“let me see!” you giggle, holding the same smile as you did for the pose. he holds the camera for you to look at the photo. 

“you look so pretty in this one. i’m going to put it as my lockscreen.” he says, looking at you with admiration in his eyes. you snatch the camera from his hands, “let me take one of you then!” you attempted to pout, but you were so full with joy that you couldn’t. 

he rolls his eyes playfully before handing you the camera. “do a cute pose!” you boss him around, but he found it the most endearing thing in the world. he forms one of his hands into a tiger claw and scrunches his nose, while his lips curl up into a cute, snarl-like pose.  you can’t help but let a little “awe” out as you click the capture button.

you always saw him as more of a duck, but he definitely saw himself as a puma, hence his choice of pose. you hold the camera out for him to see the photo. he smiles and looks back to you, “we’re adorable, right?” he asks. you only smile and nod.

he takes the camera from your hands delicately, turning to you to take one final photo. he leans in to kiss you on the lips, which you reciprocate like it’s your second nature. 

click.

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read best friend’s brother riki here! <3

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i won’t kiss your friend, konon. ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

pairing. best friend’s brother! nishimura riki x fem reader

synopsis. unbeknownst to you, konon made riki promise to never touch you. you’ve been crushing on him for years; will he give in?

wc. 2.1k

warnings. brief makeout session, angst

pls feel free to send in requests! i write for all enhypen members <33

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riki was never the best influence. you had to be near him, though, as he was your best friend’s brother.

you and konon have known each other since you were kids. you were seatmates in school and you both became friends immediately. she knows every little thing about you: your biggest fears, your best subject in school, your middle name. there was one thing you wouldn’t tell her about — the crush you had on her brother.

it was small and came and went. you always found him cute, and as you grew up, he became more attractive. you wouldn’t act on it, you only stole glances of him every now and then. you were shyer around him.

riki was known to have a different girl on his arm frequently. he’d talk about one girl to you and konon, then go on to a different one the next week. you knew he wasn’t good for you, so you kept your distance the best you could. you weren’t innocent, you were just inexperienced in a sense. nothing compared to riki.

konon knew this, and she made riki swear up and down that he would never touch you. he even swore to himself that you weren’t his type. maybe it was the fact that he swore to never get involved with you, but he found himself attracted to you more with every passing day.

you’re sat in konon’s room with snacks and drinks spread around while you talk about anything that comes to mind. “university has been so hard recently,” you complain. “seriously! i’ve just been so burnt out recently” konon tells you. just then, there’s a knock on her door. “come in” she calls out.

you can see a head of black hair peek behind the door before he opens it wider. riki had recently dyed his hair back to his natural color and it made you feel more entranced by him. “oh hello”, he says to you, “didn’t know you were here,” definitely something you were not supposed to be attracted by as the man barely paid attention to you.

he turned his gaze towards his sister, “do you want to order takeout or something? i’ve been craving it.” she looks to you, silently asking if you would want to. you nod and she responds, “sure. get me the menu and we’ll look”

when he leaves, your mind is clouded by him. the dangling of the earrings he was wearing, the way he was speaking, his comfortable outfit, everything. while you don’t want to give away your crush, you ask konon, “wow, he’s changed a lot, right?” she rolls her eyes and replies, “he has. i’m surprised he hasn’t brought a girl home tonight.” you giggle, but a light blush sets on your skin.

once you have the restaurant menu, you and konon pick several things to share and she texts riki the order. “i think he’s paying tonight. that is so out of character” she’s surprised. you take a mental note to thank him later, but you’re not sure if you can without becoming flustered.

when the food comes, he delivers it to your best friend’s room, grazing your hand slightly. his touch sent a warm feeling on your hand, and even when he pulled away, you could still feel it. he steals one last glance from you before leaving to eat his own food.

“that was so weird” konon calls out, noticing his peculiar actions. “he’s acting like…” she trails off. you raise an eyebrow at her, “like what?” she has to think for a moment, “like he cares about you.” those words made heat rise to the entirety of your face and you pray she didn’t see it.

the food was regular takeout, but it tasted better when you remember that riki paid for it. you were helpless with your crush and the clock was ticking until konon found out. you had to keep quiet. you had to pretend like he wasn’t most of your thoughts when you were sitting in silence.

after that night, riki’s flirtatious behavior only increased. he’d often sneak glances at you while you pretended not to notice. he’d make a point to touch you when he handed you things. he’d move you out of his way by grabbing your waist.

you try to act like everything was normal. you only speak to him when spoken to, or unless you feel like you absolutely have to. however, it felt like you needed to be around him. you could look, not touch, that’s what you told yourself.

you’re sleeping over at konon’s house, as usual, when you wake up in the middle of the night. you begin coughing from a dry throat. quietly, you get out of bed and make your way towards the kitchen. you open the fridge and grab a bottle of water before drinking it and walking back to konon’s room. you’re just about to pass riki’s room when the door opens and you immediately look up at him.

“hi,” he says smoothly. you gulp. you needed more water. “hello” you greet as best as you can. he gestures towards your water bottle, “i was just going down there for that” he meets your eyes again. you regrettably ask “would you like some?” as you hold out the water bottle to him. he doesn’t say anything, he just takes it and drinks from it too.

you try not to think about the fact that you indirectly kissed. he hands the bottle back to you, “see you in the morning, angel.” you almost choke. you only wave before going back to bed. there is no way that just happened.

your mind is silenced by sleep overtaking you once you lie in bed. you look at konon and you feel terrible. how could you do this to her?

the next morning you’re laughing with your friend as you make breakfast together. riki comes out of his room, humming to himself once he sees you. you continue talking to konon as you make food for all three of you.

riki so graciously sets the table before you set down the breakfast you made: egg dashi and various side dishes. you turn to use the bathroom before breakfast, and riki follows. he corners you between the restroom and his room. “you’ve been acting differently” he says, his voice a little husky. you decide to play innocent. “i haven’t” you shake your head.

“i’m not stupid, i know you like me” he says darkly, almost teasingly. you want to speak up, but you know your voice will come out in a squeak. he gives you a small peck on the lips before leaving you to go back to the kitchen. you stand there stunned.

you see him around university sometimes. often, he’ll be in the same lecture hall as you, or coming as you are leaving. this time, you’re leaving your last class of the day when he stops you by grabbing your wrist. “hey, angel” he whispers. you can only stand there in silence as you watch the rest of your classmates file out of the hall. you’re quite embarrassed that anyone could’ve heard him.

“what’s wrong with you? i’m not one of your girls and you know that, riki” you say, raising your voice ever so slightly. “not one of my girls, but my girl” he bites his lip. you want him… no, you need him. you lean up to crash your lips onto his. he wanted you and he’ll have you.

he gasps quietly at your boost of confidence but quickly goes back to his confident demeanor. the kiss isn’t gentle; it’s rough with desire and the latest weeks of pent up frustration. he’s meticulous with the kiss, biting your lip to ask for permission to explore your mouth.

you part your lips slightly, moving your fingers to thread through his dark hair and pull at the strands there. he can’t help but groan at the feeling as he moves his hands to your waist, gripping it harshly. you moan as his lips and tongue move against yours. the kiss is somewhat sloppy but the feeling has you desperate.

he pulls away after nipping your bottom lip. your hands are still in his hair as you pant from the lack of oxygen. “you’re a good kisser. lets me take control” he smirks. you roll your eyes, “your girl?”

“you’ve always been my girl. just didn’t know it yet” he says, still smirking. “what about all of those other girls? the ones you were always with?” you ask genuinely. “was trying to make you jealous, baby. it never worked so i stopped” he honestly answers, although it sounds daft now that he says it aloud.

there’s only one thing running through your mind now: you have to tell konon. you bite your lip before speaking again, “i have another class to go to, but i’ll see you later?” he nods, “see you” and he leaves.

you rush to konon’s house. the guilt is eating you alive and you only kissed him five minutes ago. once you reach her house, you knock on the door frantically. she opens it in a rush, “oh my god, are you alright?” she ushers you in, closing the door and locking it.

“no. konon, i did something terrible!” you want to scream, but she holds your face and caresses the skin there. “hey… no… what happened? you can tell me, okay?” you burst and say quickly, “i kissed your brother! i’m so sorry, i just-“ she removes her hands from your face. “no, no, konon, please just-!” your eyes fill with tears.

she shushes you, “it’s okay… don’t be upset. i’m not upset.” you let out a breath, but there was something in your head that she was definitely upset about something.

to make you feel better, she tells you to relax in the shower. you oblige, knowing that would calm you down in this moment. you just hope she’s not angry at you. after your shower, you put on some of her clothes that she left for you to wear. you go out to talk to her.

“you kissed her? are you serious, riki?” you hear her screaming and a pit forms in your stomach. “it was a mistake, alright? i shouldn’t have done it!” you hear riki’s voice echo off the living room walls. you can only freeze in place. a mistake? it would’ve hurt less if you didn’t like him as much as you did.

after a few more curses thrown around, konon looks past riki to see you behind him. she gently escorts you to her room while tears pool in your eyes. she speaks to you softly once you’re sat on her bed, “i’m not upset with you, okay? i’m upset with him. he swore not to do that. and i know for sure you weren’t the mistake. he feels guilty for kissing you,” the tears begin flowing and you cry into her chest.

you were at least glad she clarified the “mistake” part. you just didn’t know how to feel about her telling riki not to kiss you. deep down, you knew it was because of his reputation, but you didn’t want to admit that.

after what feels like hours of crying in her chest, there’s a knock at the door. you both know it’s riki, and you don’t say anything as he opens it. “can we talk, alone?” he asks, his question directed to the both of you. you nod, and konon stands to leave while riki kneels in front of you. “i’m so sorry,” he begins, “a while ago i promised her i would never touch you. i liked you too much and my desires got the best of me.” you sniffle and he continues, “you don’t have to forgive me, but i care for you a lot. i want you and only you.” he reaches to wipe the tears off your face. your eyes meet his for the first time that night and you can tell he’s sincere, but you need time.

both konon and riki allow you that time and space. you haven’t talked to either of them in days and it feels like it’s killing you inside. they smile at you on campus, they wave, and you feel terrible for not doing it back. you know they’re both sorry, so you finally decide to stop ignoring them.

you knock on the door and riki is there to answer it. he looks at you, not knowing what words will pour from your lips. “i forgive you, both of you” you tell him, afraid to show any emotion. he smiles and reaches his hand out for you, and you take it. a smile reaches your lips too as he pulls you inside.

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if bfb riki flops i will eat my fist nd throw up i’m too nervous to post it.

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THANK GOD SHE'S OUT. i say as she's only 1.9k words.

firework. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧

pairing. hirota riki x fem reader

synopsis. you’re in japan for the summer and you meet a charming stranger. based on &team’s “firework”

wc. 1.9k 

warnings. unedited! angst if you think abt it 

really just wanted to get this out of the drafts because it’s haunting me. will edit in the morning… maybe (^_-)

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it was a cool summer night when you met him. he was at the convenience store at the same time as you and you noticed him immediately. he was the most beautiful man you ever laid your eyes on. the way his hair fell in his face, the way his eyes were so intensely picking out which snack to have…

snap out of it. 

you swallow, walking away. you make your way towards the onigiri, your favorite nighttime snack. after choosing which one to have tonight, you decide to also get a bottled tea. you’ve grown fond of the cheap food here. you grab a few extra items before heading to the checkout area. 

that’s when you make eye contact with him. he looks even more intriguing than before, as he stands right in front of you in line. unexpectedly, he speaks up, “you’re not from here.” that was a bold assumption; although, it was true. you awkwardly shift your weight “i’m not”, you confirm. 

it’s his turn in line to pay for his items, and you watch him. he’s absolutely captivating to you. someone you wanted to know more about. after paying, you watch him walk out and you notice the type of aura he has. he’s confident. 

a few days later, you decide to walk to a cafe nearby where you’re staying. the cozy atmosphere welcomes you in, and the barista working up front gives you a small bow. you offer a weak smile and walk up to look at the menu. 

you decide to order a latte and a sandwich. you sit down at the very back at a booth, facing the rest of the cafe. you pull out your laptop and begin doing miscellaneous activities on it. finding things to do during your stay, keeping up to date with your hometown, and chatting with friends. 

laughing softly at something one of your friends texted you, you suddenly feel the air’s energy shift. you look up, and there he is. the guy from the convenience store. 

he looks at you with an emotion you can’t quite make out. “hello,” he begins, gaging your reaction to seeing him. “may i sit?” he asks. you’re a little shocked, but he doesn’t seem malicious in the slightest. 

“sure” you nod towards the seat across from you. he gives you a smile and seems in his own thoughts for a moment before speaking, “didn’t mean to scare you. i’m maki”. you smile and introduce yourself as well. 

the more he talked, the less intimidating he seemed. he was confident, but not cocky. 

you noticed the bright green colored drink in his hand, “is that matcha?” you ask. he nods enthusiastically, “it is! matcha in japan is the best. not too sweet, not too bitter. just right,”. you hold back a giggle at how cute you found him. you were the type of person who didn’t talk much. not more than a few words at a time. him, though, he was a talkative person and you loved it. 

“maybe i’ll order it next time” you say with a smile reaching up to your eyes. “how long are you here for?” he asks. “three more weeks. i love it here, though” you sigh, not wanting to think about going back home. “you’ll have to make the most of it then, hm?” you were given a preview of his dimples before he reaches for his phone. “here. can we talk on social media or something?” he asks. you gave in, because why wouldn’t you want to turn this stranger into something more?

that night, he messages you. you talk to him throughout the night about anything that comes to mind. work, your hobbies, pets, life in general. there was a type of spark building up inside of you that you didn’t want to address internally. you could tell maki was the cause of it. 

a few days went by and you and maki would text like clockwork. you would send him photos of what you’d be up to that day, and he’d do the same. although, it was mostly work for him. one day, you showed him the view of the sunset from your hotel room. “i love the sunsets here. so pretty” you say in the message. he types back immediately, like he always does, “have you ever been to the beach to watch the sunset?” 

“i haven’t” you text while smiling at your phone. he made you feel like a schoolgirl with your small crush. “where are you staying? let’s go to the beach”, he replies. you almost drop your phone. oh my god. you immediately text back with the location you’d meet him at. 

there were so many thoughts running through your head. this couldn’t be a date, right? you shake the question. with a sigh, you push yourself off the hotel bed and get changed from your lounge clothes. 

after taking a while to decide what to wear, you pull out a dress you’ve been wanting to wear since you got here. however, you take into account the cooling weather, so you decide to put a cardigan on to warm your arms. you quickly make any finishing touches. it couldn’t hurt. 

you meet him a couple streets down from your hotel. maki looked absolutely breathtaking. his hair was deliberately messy, you have a fleeting thought that he could've styled it for you. he wore a hoodie and some denim jeans; he had a way of making the simple outfit look good. 

you greet him happily, not sure if you’re supposed to bow, so you do. he chuckles, “you don’t have to do that”. your face flushes slightly from embarrassment, though you quickly recover. “sorry… uh… where’s the beach you wanted to go to?” you ask, your voice coming out softer than you intended it to. your eyes fall on the car he was in front of, and you can only assume it’s his.

“it’s only a short drive from here. i didn’t think you’d want to go on the public transportation at this time,” he speaks and you smile at his thoughtfulness. “thanks, maki” you looked up to meet his gaze. he turns towards his car, opening the passenger side door for you. after you both get inside, he turns towards you to make sure your seatbelt’s on. you notice this kind gesture and bite back a giggle resembling that of a lovesick woman. 

music plays quietly on the car stereo while he drives. you honestly don’t know where to look, what to do. your hands lie in your lap clasped together, and your eyes are looking towards the outside. maki drives with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his face as if he’s deep in thought.

“you look cool when driving” you pipe up. his head snaps towards you, “really?". you can’t help but chuckle. you continue, “you’re like leaning back into the chair and everything. you look relaxed” you comment. you, alternately, were anything but relaxed at this point. he made your stomach shake with anticipation.

“isn’t that how everyone drives?” he asks, almost teasingly. you think for a moment, “i wouldn’t know. i don’t go in people’s cars” you say honestly. it wasn’t like you were always alone, you simply just didn’t like other people driving you places. this, however, made you feel like you were a princess. like you wanted — needed to be taken care of, and you liked it. 

only a couple minutes later you arrive at the beach maki was telling you about. it looked like one directly from a web search. he turns the engine off and walks over to open your door for you. you genuinely couldn’t tell if this was him being friendly or if there was something more within his intentions, but you thank him anyway as he reaches a hand out to you. the warmth of his hand spreads into yours as you accept it. he intertwines your hands like it was second nature. like you were made, at this moment, to be holding his hand. 

the beach didn’t have many people around, perhaps because it was nearing 6pm. “it’s quiet”, you point out. he nods, “it is. that’s what makes it a nice night, though”. you swing your hands as the wind lightly passes by. 

you look up to meet his gaze, but he’s already looking at you. “at the convenience store we met at, i thought you were really pretty. and i thought i lost my chance to get to know you until i saw you in that cafe” he admits. you attempt to hide your blush by looking at the sand beneath you. you think for a moment in order to try and find the correct words, “i thought you were captivating. something about you.”

hearing that from you made him almost start levitating in the air, it seemed. he gives you the widest smile you’ve seen yet. you wish this moment could last forever, but it seemed like every time you talked to him it went by like the click of a camera. 

he leads you towards the ocean where you sit  on the sand together. every time he looked at you, you felt sparks. you’ve felt sparks since the moment you saw him. you can’t let him go, and you know that. “let’s stay in touch, after” you say. he nods, squeezing your hand affirmatively. 

after talking for hours, you’re laughing with him as you rest your head on his shoulder, looking out to the ocean. you’ve only met him two weeks ago, but he made everything around you fit into place. he made you feel happy. his face looks beautiful under the moonlight, and you get an urge to kiss him. he notices how your hair frames your face and the way your smile lights him up. 

he leans in and kisses you. you kiss him back, his plush lips fitting with yours. it felt nothing short of desire and it felt like fireworks were flying in the sky. you wanted to make this moment last, but not be too desperate. you withdraw yourself from the euphoric moment reluctantly, not wanting to give into your deep craving. 

he pulls back too, analyzing your body language. “we… we can make this work” he says softly. “we can” you nod. you would give everything to make this work. everything. 

he puts a hand on the small of your back and rubs it. “we have, what? two weeks left? that’s enough time to do anything” he reassures you.

the next week was spent going on sweet dates, such as the cutest cat cafe. he brought you to his favorite restaurants, and you even went over to his place once. every day you tried to do something together, whether the sun was out or not. 

you could feel your trip coming to an end. you tried everything to make the sparks glow in the night sky. you tried to relight the fireworks you felt that night at the beach, but nothing would conquer the feeling of the first time you saw him. 

you kiss him sweetly, desperately, with everything you have. you pour your heart into him and he swallows your worries. his lips lull your scared ones to let you know it’ll all be okay. 

“we’ll meet again love, i promise you.”

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firework. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧

pairing. hirota riki x fem reader

synopsis. you’re in japan for the summer and you meet a charming stranger. based on &team’s “firework”

wc. 1.9k 

warnings. unedited! angst if you think abt it 

really just wanted to get this out of the drafts because it’s haunting me. will edit in the morning… maybe (^_-)

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it was a cool summer night when you met him. he was at the convenience store at the same time as you and you noticed him immediately. he was the most beautiful man you ever laid your eyes on. the way his hair fell in his face, the way his eyes were so intensely picking out which snack to have…

snap out of it. 

you swallow, walking away. you make your way towards the onigiri, your favorite nighttime snack. after choosing which one to have tonight, you decide to also get a bottled tea. you’ve grown fond of the cheap food here. you grab a few extra items before heading to the checkout area. 

that’s when you make eye contact with him. he looks even more intriguing than before, as he stands right in front of you in line. unexpectedly, he speaks up, “you’re not from here.” that was a bold assumption; although, it was true. you awkwardly shift your weight “i’m not”, you confirm. 

it’s his turn in line to pay for his items, and you watch him. he’s absolutely captivating to you. someone you wanted to know more about. after paying, you watch him walk out and you notice the type of aura he has. he’s confident. 

a few days later, you decide to walk to a cafe nearby where you’re staying. the cozy atmosphere welcomes you in, and the barista working up front gives you a small bow. you offer a weak smile and walk up to look at the menu. 

you decide to order a latte and a sandwich. you sit down at the very back at a booth, facing the rest of the cafe. you pull out your laptop and begin doing miscellaneous activities on it. finding things to do during your stay, keeping up to date with your hometown, and chatting with friends. 

laughing softly at something one of your friends texted you, you suddenly feel the air’s energy shift. you look up, and there he is. the guy from the convenience store. 

he looks at you with an emotion you can’t quite make out. “hello,” he begins, gaging your reaction to seeing him. “may i sit?” he asks. you’re a little shocked, but he doesn’t seem malicious in the slightest. 

“sure” you nod towards the seat across from you. he gives you a smile and seems in his own thoughts for a moment before speaking, “didn’t mean to scare you. i’m maki”. you smile and introduce yourself as well. 

the more he talked, the less intimidating he seemed. he was confident, but not cocky. 

you noticed the bright green colored drink in his hand, “is that matcha?” you ask. he nods enthusiastically, “it is! matcha in japan is the best. not too sweet, not too bitter. just right,”. you hold back a giggle at how cute you found him. you were the type of person who didn’t talk much. not more than a few words at a time. him, though, he was a talkative person and you loved it. 

“maybe i’ll order it next time” you say with a smile reaching up to your eyes. “how long are you here for?” he asks. “three more weeks. i love it here, though” you sigh, not wanting to think about going back home. “you’ll have to make the most of it then, hm?” you were given a preview of his dimples before he reaches for his phone. “here. can we talk on social media or something?” he asks. you gave in, because why wouldn’t you want to turn this stranger into something more?

that night, he messages you. you talk to him throughout the night about anything that comes to mind. work, your hobbies, pets, life in general. there was a type of spark building up inside of you that you didn’t want to address internally. you could tell maki was the cause of it. 

a few days went by and you and maki would text like clockwork. you would send him photos of what you’d be up to that day, and he’d do the same. although, it was mostly work for him. one day, you showed him the view of the sunset from your hotel room. “i love the sunsets here. so pretty” you say in the message. he types back immediately, like he always does, “have you ever been to the beach to watch the sunset?” 

“i haven’t” you text while smiling at your phone. he made you feel like a schoolgirl with your small crush. “where are you staying? let’s go to the beach”, he replies. you almost drop your phone. oh my god. you immediately text back with the location you’d meet him at. 

there were so many thoughts running through your head. this couldn’t be a date, right? you shake the question. with a sigh, you push yourself off the hotel bed and get changed from your lounge clothes. 

after taking a while to decide what to wear, you pull out a dress you’ve been wanting to wear since you got here. however, you take into account the cooling weather, so you decide to put a cardigan on to warm your arms. you quickly make any finishing touches. it couldn’t hurt. 

you meet him a couple streets down from your hotel. maki looked absolutely breathtaking. his hair was deliberately messy, you have a fleeting thought that he could've styled it for you. he wore a hoodie and some denim jeans; he had a way of making the simple outfit look good. 

you greet him happily, not sure if you’re supposed to bow, so you do. he chuckles, “you don’t have to do that”. your face flushes slightly from embarrassment, though you quickly recover. “sorry… uh… where’s the beach you wanted to go to?” you ask, your voice coming out softer than you intended it to. your eyes fall on the car he was in front of, and you can only assume it’s his.

“it’s only a short drive from here. i didn’t think you’d want to go on the public transportation at this time,” he speaks and you smile at his thoughtfulness. “thanks, maki” you looked up to meet his gaze. he turns towards his car, opening the passenger side door for you. after you both get inside, he turns towards you to make sure your seatbelt’s on. you notice this kind gesture and bite back a giggle resembling that of a lovesick woman. 

music plays quietly on the car stereo while he drives. you honestly don’t know where to look, what to do. your hands lie in your lap clasped together, and your eyes are looking towards the outside. maki drives with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his face as if he’s deep in thought.

“you look cool when driving” you pipe up. his head snaps towards you, “really?". you can’t help but chuckle. you continue, “you’re like leaning back into the chair and everything. you look relaxed” you comment. you, alternately, were anything but relaxed at this point. he made your stomach shake with anticipation.

“isn’t that how everyone drives?” he asks, almost teasingly. you think for a moment, “i wouldn’t know. i don’t go in people’s cars” you say honestly. it wasn’t like you were always alone, you simply just didn’t like other people driving you places. this, however, made you feel like you were a princess. like you wanted — needed to be taken care of, and you liked it. 

only a couple minutes later you arrive at the beach maki was telling you about. it looked like one directly from a web search. he turns the engine off and walks over to open your door for you. you genuinely couldn’t tell if this was him being friendly or if there was something more within his intentions, but you thank him anyway as he reaches a hand out to you. the warmth of his hand spreads into yours as you accept it. he intertwines your hands like it was second nature. like you were made, at this moment, to be holding his hand. 

the beach didn’t have many people around, perhaps because it was nearing 6pm. “it’s quiet”, you point out. he nods, “it is. that’s what makes it a nice night, though”. you swing your hands as the wind lightly passes by. 

you look up to meet his gaze, but he’s already looking at you. “at the convenience store we met at, i thought you were really pretty. and i thought i lost my chance to get to know you until i saw you in that cafe” he admits. you attempt to hide your blush by looking at the sand beneath you. you think for a moment in order to try and find the correct words, “i thought you were captivating. something about you.”

hearing that from you made him almost start levitating in the air, it seemed. he gives you the widest smile you’ve seen yet. you wish this moment could last forever, but it seemed like every time you talked to him it went by like the click of a camera. 

he leads you towards the ocean where you sit  on the sand together. every time he looked at you, you felt sparks. you’ve felt sparks since the moment you saw him. you can’t let him go, and you know that. “let’s stay in touch, after” you say. he nods, squeezing your hand affirmatively. 

after talking for hours, you’re laughing with him as you rest your head on his shoulder, looking out to the ocean. you’ve only met him two weeks ago, but he made everything around you fit into place. he made you feel happy. his face looks beautiful under the moonlight, and you get an urge to kiss him. he notices how your hair frames your face and the way your smile lights him up. 

he leans in and kisses you. you kiss him back, his plush lips fitting with yours. it felt nothing short of desire and it felt like fireworks were flying in the sky. you wanted to make this moment last, but not be too desperate. you withdraw yourself from the euphoric moment reluctantly, not wanting to give into your deep craving. 

he pulls back too, analyzing your body language. “we… we can make this work” he says softly. “we can” you nod. you would give everything to make this work. everything. 

he puts a hand on the small of your back and rubs it. “we have, what? two weeks left? that’s enough time to do anything” he reassures you.

the next week was spent going on sweet dates, such as the cutest cat cafe. he brought you to his favorite restaurants, and you even went over to his place once. every day you tried to do something together, whether the sun was out or not. 

you could feel your trip coming to an end. you tried everything to make the sparks glow in the night sky. you tried to relight the fireworks you felt that night at the beach, but nothing would conquer the feeling of the first time you saw him. 

you kiss him sweetly, desperately, with everything you have. you pour your heart into him and he swallows your worries. his lips lull your scared ones to let you know it’ll all be okay. 

“we’ll meet again love, i promise you.”

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thank you all sooo much for 91 votes on my poll! best friend’s brother n. riki is officially happening! <33

i had multiple ideas for both hehe

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no new post tn!! hehe sorry everyone, i’m working on a longer maki work. after the results come out from the poll ill start working on that too! <33

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puzzle piece. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

pairing. hirota riki x smaller fem reader

synopsis. you’re stressed out because of remote work and maki makes you feel better <3

wc. .6k

warnings. reader is called “princess”, “my girl”

completely self indulgent… sorry guys. lost the plot somewhere too idk

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you and maki had been dating for quite some time now, but there was one thing he could never get out of his head: how tiny you were. and you could tell how protective he was of you.

he always had a hand resting on you. preferably the small of your back or resting on your waist, but anything would do for him. he’s even put his hand in your back pocket before because he saw it in a romance film you like.

even though he found your size adorable, you were still the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life. you, of course, felt the same about him. you weren’t helpless by any means, but he was your protector.

currently, you’re sat on your bed doing some work on your laptop. you’re in one of maki’s hoodies and some lounge shorts. maki’s scrolling on his phone. you assume by the audio that he’s on tik tok.

you let out a groan from your frustrations. “you okay, princess?” maki asks after turning off his phone. how cute.

“just frustrated. i don’t want to work anymore” you whine. “why don’t you take a break?” maki asks, already picking you up to place you in his lap.

you fit perfectly within him and you can’t help but let out a content sigh. he places his hands on your thighs and begins massaging them. you notice how large his arms look compared to you and it makes you smile lightly.

“so perfect for me. so small…” he smiles at you, his dimples visible. you cup his cheek and kiss one of his dimples. “i love you the most” you whisper to him. he smiles the biggest you’ve seen before, “i love you more than anything”.

he moves his hands to wrap around your torso and you both sit there for some time in a comfortable silence. “did you want me to run you a bath? maybe that’ll make you feel better” he asks, his mind only on making you less frustrated.

“sure, i guess that’ll help” you say after thinking for a moment. maybe a warm bath would make you forget about the worry creeping in your mind.

without another word, maki turns to the bathroom connected to your room. he runs a bath with extra bubbles and he lights your favorite vanilla candle. you sit and watch in awe as you realize he’s the most attentive and caring person you’ve ever met.

moments later, he emerges from the bathroom, “there you go, princess. all ready for you”. you give him a chaste kiss as you pass him on the way to the bathroom. “thank you, maki. seriously” you tell him.

once you’re in the bath, you’re able to relax a little. the warm candle calms you down as the water and bubbles engulf you. you lie there for about twenty minutes until you crave your boyfriend’s touch again.

getting out after cleaning yourself, you dress yourself in a fresh set of clothes that maki grabbed for you. you peak out towards your bed to find him lying down with his phone in hand.

as soon as he notices you, his lips form a smile. “there’s my girl. are you feeling better?” he asks genuinely. “mhm. didn’t realize how much i needed it until i was in there,” you comment.

he pats the side of the bed in which you normally sleep on. you accept the invitation, laying down on your stomach with your leg propped up on his torso. he puts an arm on your thigh, while the other one acts as a pillow for your head.

you fit into him just like a missing puzzle piece, and at this moment you know he’s your soulmate. the piece you needed in your life, and you didn’t realize exactly how empty you felt until you met him.

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