#nishimura ri ki

[ni-kisno1fan14007]

bros just tryna be cool and mysterious🖤⛓️

[onlygarden]

[spring is beautiful, and it must end] - nishimura riki

genre: angst (im sorry)

description: a month after your breakup with ni-ki, he returns with the desire to revive your love.

a/n: i think this might be my favorite fic i’ve written so far. even the draft made me want to cry hehehhe

the soft, hesitant sound of a knock echoes through your house, gently luring you towards your front door. you comply with the request, twisting your door knob, and pulling the front door open in no hurry at all.

a slight breeze caresses your body, the tranquility of the warm wind nearly soothing you enough to distract you from the crisp chill that nipped your senses. ni-ki stood in front of you, the frigid air which surrounded him tangling with the comforting heat of the summer.

it had been a month since you’d seen him. one month since you’d decided you could no longer grow harmoniously with him.

the summer air drifts along ni-ki’s features, his hair dancing gracefully against his skin. you imagine it must tickle a bit.

he inhales sharply as his eyes float along your features, immersing himself in every crevice of every characteristic that made you. it felt like an eternity since he last laid his eyes on you.

“hey,” ni-ki says, his deep voice littered with gloom, “i’ve really missed you.”

the sound of ni-ki’s voice still sounded so familiar to you, and it would be dishonest for you to say that you didn’t miss him, too.

you sigh, tears already igniting beneath your eyes. your composure would give out quickly, it seemed. it hadn’t been very long since the love between the two of you had withered to an unsightly brown, after all.

“ni-ki,” you start, the hope for more words to leave your mouth dying as soon as ni-ki’s name tumbled across your lips. ‘i miss you, too’ and ‘i love you’ failing to reach his ears.

“noona, i just want you to know that i’m sorry. with every part of myself, i regret how i treated you,” he tells you. his eyes filled themselves with yours, swelling painfully with the desperation planted behind them.

you don’t recall ever seeing ni-ki wear such dejection. his posture was notably feeble, his usual confidence absent from his body.

he stares into the eyes he learned so well, gathering the conflicted sadness his words placed within them.

“i know we haven’t spent very much time apart, and i know how selfish i was, but i want to make things right,” ni-ki places both of his large hands around one of yours. you trembled underneath his touch, much like a flower.

“i couldn’t get used to my life without you. it made me realize, that, everything i need is you.” ni-ki squeezes your hand with just enough intensity to convey his ferocious yearning. his voice began to quiver, and his eyes ached from the tears which sat anxiously above his eyelids, begging not to fall.

“i want to show you how much i’ve grown, i want to keep growing with you,” he confessed, his hands which clung to yours beginning to tremble, too.

as beautiful as ni-ki’s apology was, you knew that your time with him was like spring; it bloomed enough to warm the two of you, and graciously surrounded you both with an array of such breathtaking scenery. but you realize now, that it only started so beautifully because it would eventually end. the cold and icy shift of ni-ki’s behavior created an environment that was unfit for the lovely flowers you two once nourished. his selfishness and immaturity steadily enveloped the precious flowers you shared, draining them of their colorful beauty until they wilted pathetically. the hail of ice was so damaging, that, no amount of nurturing could ever make them bloom as beautifully as they once did.

you and ni-ki were only beautiful within spring.

you didn’t fight it, knowing it would be in vain, and you allowed the tears to spill past your unconvincing cloak of composure.

“ni-ki, i know you’re sorry, and i do believe you,” you cry, and ni-ki’s eyes don’t leave you once.

“but,” your eyes leave ni-ki’s for a moment as you muster the courage to utter your next sentence. ni-ki is certain he already knows the words that will leave your mouth.

“we need to let this go,” you tell him.

ni-ki’s hands loosen brutally around yours. every movement from ni-ki causes a pang in your chest as you witness the manner in which your words hit him.

your pain was unimaginable, too.

you rush forward and hug ni-ki, feeling as his arms fervently latch onto your form, his grip pleading with you to let him stay forever.

“i love you,” he tells you. you love him too, and that’s what you tell him.

“i’ll still think about you, even tomorrow,” ni-ki continued to cry, realizing that once he let go of you, everything would become real. he needed to soak up as much of you as he could.

for you and ni-ki, love only existed temporarily.

[microwvdstrawb3rri3s]

@vizstars and @misokei your blogs keep saying that they are ghost blogs and don't exist pls help I can't get to your account or ff chapeters and when I try to message it says you're offline even if there's a green dot I'm soo confused

[wvnkoi]

RAINY MORNINGS ✶ NRK ─ ( 西村 力 )

꒰ ☆ ꒱ : nishimura riki x fem!reader ꒰ ☆ ꒱ : use of pet names, kissing ꒰ ☆ ꒱ : fluff, drabble, 647 words

Y/N WOKE TO THE SOUND OF RAIN SOFTLY PATTERING AGAINST THE WINDOWS, AN ARM CURLED AROUND HER WAIST, AND A FINGER TRACING GENTLY ALONG HER CHEEK.

She didn’t open her eyes, just tugged the heavy comforter snugger around her shoulders and buried her head deeper into Riki’s chest with a smile.

This is what heaven must feel like, Y/N thought fondly as Riki pressed his soft lips to her temple, marking her skin with a tiny kiss. Warmth rose and spread throughout Y/N’s chest.

“G’morning, love,” Riki whispered against her skin. His voice was hoarse, as it always was when he woke up.

Y/N’s lips curled into a smile.

“Morning,” muttered Y/N, her voice thick with the same sleepy rasp. She burrowed her head further into Riki’s chest, her eyelashes tickling the base of Riki’s neck.

“Did you sleep well?” Riki asked, propping his chin on the top of Y/N’s head and threading his fingers through Y/N’s tousled hair.

Y/N sighed contentedly and nodded.

“Mm,” she said. She pulled away from Riki’s chest and gazed at her boyfriend through a thin coat of long, black lashes.

“I did. What about you?”

“Of course I slept well,” mumbled Riki. “I sleep beside you for a reason, don’t I?”

Y/N smiled and tucked a strand of black hair behind Riki’s ear before leaning in and kissing Riki gently. Their lips melted together like warm butter, and Y/N felt Ri-ki smile as their noses brushed together.

“You’re always so beautiful,” Riki said, slowly pulling away from the kiss. His lips traveled all around Y/N’s blushing face, peppering tiny kisses to the tip of her nose, the curve of her jaw, and her cheek.

“Even when I’ve just woken up, all messy and groggy?”

Riki gingerly cupped Y/N’s cheek in his hand and kissed her again.

“Especially then,” he murmured against Y/N’s lips. He gazed at his girlfriend lovingly as he said, “You’re beautiful all the time. Always will be, no matter the situation.”

Y/N blushed as she gave a small laugh.

She closed her eyes, dropping her head against the sturdiness of her boyfriend’s broad chest, her arms hugging Riki, and her cheek resting on top of his thrumming heart. She lodged one of her thighs in the middle of Riki’s own thighs, and a serene sigh left her lips.

Riki cradled the back of Y/N’s head with his hand and curled his arm loosely around her back. 

Outside, the rain continued falling from the early morning clouds and quietly rapping against the roof and windows. Thunder roared in the sky, and an icy gust swept through the land. Y/N was thankful that she was wrapped in bed with a thick comforter and thin throw blanket on top, safely enclosed in the arms of her lover.

“You know,” Riki said after a long moment passed, “We gotta get up at some point.”

Y/N shook her head and hugged Riki tighter. “No,” she said promptly. “The day can wait. I’m too comfy to get up.”

Riki snorted and planted one last kiss on the crown of Y/N’s head.

“Silly girl, alright. We can lie here for a little longer.”

As they laid there together, they occasionally stirred to steal a slow and lazy kiss from each other’s lips. 

@WVNKOI | 2024.

[aohisworld]

BROKEN CD

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ when the world picks on Aohi, she crumbles gently, and Ri-ki’s there to put her back together, piece by piece.

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ nishimura ri-ki x addedmember!oc. mentions of poly!ot7 x addedmember!oc, contains. cringe writing, angst (as always).

| : ̗̀➛ MINTIE’s NOTES: a little self-indulgent because I feel like poopoo honestly 😞 I apologize if this mini- drabble? fic? Is short, I really barely have any time to write to my pieces, and I can only offer you guys these small little fics 😭

| : ̗̀➛ WARNING! How I write ENHYPEN is not meant to portray the idols irl, this is my au and I write this for fun.

✧. ┊    No one’s a stranger to the familiar feeling of coming back down from a successful peak, the sudden feeling of clouded thoughts or the slow burn-out of your sociality or productivity being a familiar dull sting to your body and mind.

And sometimes you can’t understand just why you have to burn out, and with that comes along frustrations, anger, the tantrums inside your mind when nothing goes your way when you’ve already had a bad day.

Aohi’s world dulls to grey for a little while, the exhausting schedule and the upcoming recording for memorabilia took a lot out of her.

All she wanted was to sleep, maybe for a week straight, if she could, she’d hibernate like a bear. Aohi knows she can’t though, engenes would miss her too much.

Despite her frustrations with the slightly wrong tones or the wrong words being sung out, she trudges on, continuing to work, to rewrite, to practice.

She’s repaid by the loss of her voice, and recording’s been pulled back a week later due to the sudden situation. Aohi sits in her seat speechless when her manager explains it on the way to the studio.

“But then, why am I going if I’m being put on vocal rest?” Aohi’s voice croaks out. In a comical way, she sounded like a Justin Bieber when he was in his teens, cracking and going airy from time to time.

“I didn’t want you to come in either, but the studio was insistent on it,” Aohi groans, despite how hurtful it was on her throat. “Trust me, I tried to fight for a day off, all I could do was move your session to a later time tomorrow.”

“I can’t even do anything at the studio, the whole point of a vocal rest is so I could rest!”

“First off, stop yelling, don’t use your voice-“ Her manager looked up at the rear view mirror, shooting her a glance that told Aohi to fix her attitude.

"Second, just get through this recording, it'll be over before you know it.."

Aohi just rolled her eyes, feeling already irked that she had to come in today. Aohi stared out the window as she ended up tuning out her manager’s voice and locking herself inside her mind.

There wasn’t much to do for her especially when she had a sore throat, even if she could, Aohi doubts her current health would even be able to keep up with anything.

“Aohi, let’s go.” Her manager could be heard unbuckling her seatbelt, Aohi following. Aohi grabbed her phone and opened her car door, squinting at the bright sun.

Her instant response to the sudden rays was to put up her hoodie, entering the studio.

“Batsy!” Sunoo chirps, reaching for the girl before any of the other guys could call for her, and with her call, Aohi gravitates towards Sunoo, his arms taking her in like a cuddly bear.

“I missed you..” Aohi mumbled into his clothes, and Sunoo just hums and kisses her forehead, “gonna keep with the PDA or are we actually recording?” Xiulin amusingly spoke from behind the two.

And it would’ve been funny, if Aohi hadn’t hissed back at her. “Unnie, respectfully shut up.” Aohi replied with a hoarse voice, and Sunoo was taken aback by her sudden reply. Xiulin must’ve been as well, looking at Aohi with widened eyes.

Aohi’s furrowed brows seemed to soften after realizing the stunned faces across the room, and she sighs, pulling away from Sunoo.

“Sorry, unnie… i just… don’t feel well.” Aohi walks into the studio booth trying to rubbing her temple with a frown. Xiulin was still waiting out her aftershock as she just watched her dongsaeng walk away.

“What’s her problem?” Ri-ki pointed his thumb at Aohi inside the booth, looking towards the boys who looked equally confused. “I know manager-nim said she wasn’t feeling well… but she’s never snapped at me like that before.” Xiulin frowns at the booth door, rubbing at her neck in discomfort.

“It’s okay noona, I’m sure Aohi just didn’t feel up to the teasing, you know how she is..” Jungwon tries to ease Xiulin’s feelings, patting the older girl’s back to comfort her.

“We’ll talk to her, don’t worry.” Sunoo added, giving Xiulin a gentle and reassuring smile as the group trailed into the booth.

Aohi sat in one of the couches, trying keep to herself, quietly playing on her phone. The boys looked to each other, trying to figure out how to approach the girl without already irking her more than she already was.

“Heeseung-ssi, Xiulin-ssi, we can record your lines now.” One of the producers called the eldest of the hyung and maknae line to come in, and Xiulin glanced at Aohi, who glances at her and Heeseung.

Aohi quickly darts her gaze back onto her phone as she tries to focus on her games, trying to get the day to go by faster.

Xiulin sighs, looking towards Heeseung who was already waiting by the booth, he mouths to her as if to tell her, that the boys will handle it while they’re gone, and not to worry too much.

Jay decides to make a move towards Aohi, sitting beside her with caution. Aohi squirms at the sudden dip in the couch, but refuses to look up anyway.

“Batsy.. look at me, baby..” Jay encouraged, his hands gently reaching for her tense ones. “You want to tell me what’s wrong?.. we just want to help, Aohi, baby.” Aohi feels rather suffocated in Jay’s hold, and she knows he doesn’t mean to cage her in, but she feels like she can’t breathe.

Aohi shakes her head, trying to pull away from his hold, and Jay’s eyebrow twitches, his first indication that something was worse than just annoyance or tiredness. She mumbled something that Jay couldn’t decipher, he leans even closer.

Jay knew that even if Aohi was annoyed, she’d never turn down any of his hugs, even going as far to tell him that he’s the best at cuddling besides Ri-ki.

“Look at me, Batsy.” Jay reaches for her face, his gentle fingers barely touching her cheeks when Aohi slaps them away. “I told you to leave me alone!” Aohi’s voice croaks loudly, and Jake stands up from his spot in the room.

Her hand reaches to push Jay away, who seemed hurt at the way Aohi raises her voice at him. Despite being scolded by Aohi before, it never sounded worse like it did at this moment.

Aohi’s hand is stopped by Jake’s hand around her wrist, and her attention’s turned from Jay to Jake, trying to pull her wrist away from him.

“Let go!”

“Aohi, that’s enough! We’re just trying to help you!” Jake holds her tighter, and Aohi squeezes her eyes tight, letting out a sob. “I don’t want your help!” Aohi stands up from her spot, shoving Jake away.

Jake toppled over a few instruments, hissing at the impact. “Hyung!” Jungwon and Sunghoon quickly stood up, rushing to Jake’s side. Aohi’s breath hitches, and she sniffles, glancing around, Sunoo and Ri-ki looking at her with disbelief.

Aohi could feel her heart beating with intensity as she only looks for her only escape, running out of the room to the front door.

She has no idea where to run, but her legs certainly aren’t stopping, Aohi doesn’t register which way she goes, turning all sorts of corners, and the sun blinding her.

Soon enough, her body stops running, and Aohi has no clue where she is, she sits on a random bench, the area seemed deserted, some patches of weed growing through the brick path she ran down on.

Aohi brings her legs up on the bench, and she remembers that she’s left her phone at the studio with everyone else, and the air doesn’t do much to calm her.

She digs her face into her knees, and she could feel the familiar sting of tears in her eyes and she squeals into her knees, as if angry that she’s crying.

Aohi has no idea why she’s been so upset lately, maybe she needed to be alone for a while, or maybe Aohi felt like the world hasn’t been so nice to her lately. She’s tired, so tired.

Aohi just wanted to rest for a little while, and she can’t do that when her company wants her to go to these recordings despite putting her on vocal rest.

Aohi can’t afford to go home right now either, for one, she has no clue where she is and Aohi knows that she needs a ride to even get back to the apartments.

She only whimpers, and lets herself cry into her arms, pitiful sobs leaving like a lullaby from her lips. Aohi’s back shakes as her sobs continue, and she realizes that she can’t even stop herself or quiet herself.

And in an ironic way, the world sends a somewhat comforting breeze to her side, despite being certainly mean to her the couple of days, Aohi takes the breeze with gusto, sniffling as she’s blanketed with the wind.

Aohi cries her pretty little heart out in a deserted part of this random park, and she cries and cries until her eyes tire out, Aohi can feel the creeping tiredness loom over her as her eyes don’t fight the urge to close, to get sleep.

She just lets it happen as her eyes blanket her vision with darkness, and she sniffles once more, the need to sleep heavy and she doesn’t fight.

The sun’s starting to come down, and Aohi can barely register the muffled call of her name. Aohi could feel the approaching headache from dehydration, obviously from crying her eyes out the previous hours, but she looks up anyway.

“Aohi.. wake up, damn it..” Ri-ki curses, and he sits beside her balled figure on the bench, he runs his hands through his hair, sighing out of worry and concern.

“nini…” Aohi mumbled out, and her voice is still coarse, maybe even worse than it was the last time Ri-ki heard it. Ri-ki stops himself from softening at the nickname she calls him, one that she got from other fan accounts on Twitter, thinking it was adorable.

“Do you know how fucking worried we were?…” Ri-ki breathlessly spoke, and he gently placed a hand on her cheek, his eyebrows furrowed. Aohi whimpered, digging her cheek into his palm anyway.

“I’m sorry, nini…” Ri-ki curses under his breath, and he takes off his jacket, placing it over Aohi’s body, he felt the alarming heat of her body on his palm, he stands up from the bench and takes his arms under Aohi’s knees and supporting her back.

He lifts her up with a huff, carrying Aohi bridal style. “Don’t think just because you’re sick means you’re off the hook for running like that.” Ri-ki walks down the familiar path, the sun was going down and soon enough, he won’t be able to see the path out of the deserted park.

“You worried the fuck out of everyone… Jay and Jake were out in the cold for hours, you left your phone so we couldn’t even…” Ri-ki blinked his tears away, the worry and the thought that something could’ve happened to Aohi overwhelming him.

“We couldn’t track you down, and who knows where the hell you could’ve gone?…” Aohi, despite being too tired out of her mind and sleepy, felt guilty anyways, she felt stupid for running then, and she still felt stupid now.

“I don’t know what I would’ve done if I couldn’t find you… hell, what would we tell the engenes? you hate disappointing them..” Ri-ki grits his teeth, it takes a little while for them to regroup with the others, and Ri-ki had gone silent from walking for a bit and he finally walks out to a familiar path, seeing the boys and Xiulin waiting anxiously by the van.

“You found her!" Heeseung sighed in relief, jogging up to the two, Aohi seemed to knock out on the walk, and Heeseung reaches to check on her.

"She's burning.." Heeseung curses, and he walks to the van and opens the door, "Let's get her home before she gets worse." Sunoo agrees, nodding as he climbs into the vehicle, helping Ri-ki climb in with Aohi in his hold.

"Careful.. she's going to bump her head.." Sunoo whispers, placing his hands on her head, looking at Aohi with worry in his eyes.

The boys and Xiulin are silently driven home by their staff, and they all apologize to the staff member for keeping them waiting as Ri-ki, bowed, before walking up to the apartment.

"Ri-ki-yah.. I can carry her.." Sunghoon offered from beside him, and he shakes his head, just continuing to walk up to their dormitory, which Jungwon opens for the youngest.

"Wait! You should bring her to our dorm, I can't take care of her from your dorms.." Xiulin voiced, and the boys turn to her, "Noona, don't worry about it, I'm sure you're tired, me and the hyungs will take care of her." Ri-ki shoots their eldest girl a reassuring look, and Xiulin can't help but sigh.

"But-" Jay shakes his head, asking Xiulin not to fight them on it, "You can trust us, Xiu, don't worry." Xiulin softly frowns, but she couldn't go up against seven boys, even if she wanted to.

"Okay, just.. make sure she gets some rest..." Xiulin reaches over and places a small kiss on Aohi's burning forehead, a quiet goodbye as she recovers in the boys' dorms.

The boys and Xiulin part from the stairs, and Aohi's brought into the boys' dorms, they all have separate rooms now, the countless complaints from singer to manager had worked, and given them some sort of privacy.

Ri-ki makes a quick move to place her onto his bed, tucking her with record-breaking speed, trying to keep her warm, feeling Aohi shiver all throughout the car ride.

Despite his worry, he still feels sour about earlier, knowing Aohi wasn't feeling well, and her mood was not best, did not excuse the fact that she ran off, and for hours they couldn't find her.

"I'll go grab a rag for her fever.." Sunoo whispers from beside Ri-ki, patting the youngest's back in comfort before leaving the room. The rest of the boys seemed to follow after Sunoo, quiet excuses pouring from all of their lips.

"We'll get dinner started, make her some food.." Jay and Jungwon walked out together, and Sunghoon runs his hand through his face, "We'll give you some space.." Heeseung pulls Sunghoon with him, who seems hesitant to leave Aohi's side.

"How could you be so reckless, batsy?" Ri-ki whispered, his tone scolding. For once, he was babying Aohi without any complaint. Well, not that she could anyway. "I thought something had happened to you.. and I wouldn't of been there..."

Ri-ki sat by her side for a while, he repositioned to the ground, gently rubbing his thumb against Aohi's palm. A calming gesture for both of them. He quietly watches Aohi's sleeping figure, and despite the underlying cringe from him, feeling creepy for watching her, he couldn't help but worry, truly.

"...I would've lost it.. batsy, I need you," Ri-ki whispers, and it seems like every time they were by themselves, he starts to speak in Japanese, like he's at his most vulnerable with her. "I need you like water, my love.." He continues his sentence, hoping she'll awake for a little bit.

Like a miracle, Aohi twitches from her sleep, and she lets out a quiet groan, her eyes fluttering from her nap, and she's faced with the familiar ceiling of Ri-ki's room. She calls for him with a broken voice.

"Nini..." And Ri-ki makes a move, sitting up on his knees to coo at her silently, "I'm here, lovely.." He feels Aohi's hand squeeze his, and he feels himself relax. Ri-ki is relieved, comforted by Aohi's presence.

"Why.. would you go look for me..?" Aohi croaks from her spot, looking at Ri-ki with a hurt expression, and he's almost confused on why she would ask such a question. "Why wouldn't we?.." Ri-ki tilts his head, his thumb makes comforting swipes at the back of Aohi's hand.

"You could've gotten sick.. stupid.." Aohi tries to flick up at Ri-ki's forehead, and he shakes his head, making her drop her hand. "I don't care about getting sick, I care about finding you." He replies, and Aohi sighs, turning her head from Ri-ki to the wall.

"I hate when you say stuff like that.." Aohi whispers, and Ri-ki is confused, sure, his words would fluster the girl, but her? Hating such words from him when she was as affectionate as him?

"Why? You and I both know it's true," Ri-ki responds, and Aohi makes a move to almost throw a slight action of defiance. "And that's what I hate about it, I hate that you're willing to break your back as long as I'm with you.."

"And it's the same for the other boys, and I love that you love me so much," Ri-ki listens, despite his dislike for where the conversation was heading, "and I love you all the same, if not more, but I hate that you'd disregard your own well-being for me.. I wish I wasn't that important to you.. any of you."

"How could you say that?" Ri-ki asks, standing up from his spot and sitting on the bed, and Aohi sits up from her spot, "Ri-ki, how could I not? Hell, you gave me your jacket even when you knew it was cold.."

"You're always bending over backwards for me, and I wish you'd be a little more concerned with yourself." Aohi looks towards him and Ri-ki furrows his eyebrows. "You're the same way."

Aohi stays silent, "It's the way I am.." Aohi fiddles with her fingers, looking down at her lap. "And so what? You think we should just take and take, and you get nothing in return for yourself?" Ri-ki assumes, and Aohi looks to argue, to deny, but words don't come out of her mouth.

Ri-ki waits for a reply from Aohi and when she doesn't seem to speak, he continues. "What's the point of us dating you if we'll just be selfish while you break like this?" Aohi still doesn't reply, and she knows there's nothing she could say to fix her words, and what she meant.

"Are we even your boyfriends that way?" Aohi finally moves from her spot, "Of course you are! I just don't want you to be so consumed with being with me that you just.." Aohi brings her hands to her face, "It feels like you have to take care of me all of the time, and I'm just.."

"I don't want any of you to help me because it's not your job, I should be able to do this myself!" Aohi sobbed, and Ri-ki feels angrier than before.

“if you didn’t want any of us to help you when you’re crumbling like this then why are you still dating us?!” Ri-ki yells, and it’s the first time in a while that Aohi had heard him so loud.

Aohi blinks at him and for once she’s surprised of the way Ri-ki stared at her with angry tears. Ri-ki was angry at her.

“Are you angry at me?…” She whispers, and Aohi doesn’t miss the way her voice quivers as she asks this to Ri-ki who turns away from her.

“You don’t know how much it hurts when we see you like this… when I see you like this.” Ri-ki sobbed, his fists grab at his hair, and Aohi makes a move to stop him, knowing it’ll hurt.

“I feel like the worst fucking boyfriend when I see you fall apart like dust and I can’t help you.”

Aohi doesn’t say a word more, unable to reply. Her tears cascaded down her cheeks and she pulls Ri-ki into her arms. “I’m sorry.” She repeats like a mantra.

And it seems like Ri-ki breaks alongside Aohi, and she starts to think that maybe the world was a little too cruel on both of them, or maybe she was being too cruel on him, on all of them.

how could she fix this now?

"I'm sorry nini... I didn't mean to make you feel like that.. I just... feel awful and I've been too cruel.." Aohi holds Ri-ki tightly, and she could feel her hoodie starts to dampen with the boy's tears.

"I'm so sorry... I feel like the worst girlfriend to you... you don't even know nini.." Aohi hugs Ri-ki like she could never let go, and she knows she would never.

"Then help me know, I want to, let me understand, let me help.." Ri-ki begged from her, and Aohi feels worse than she already did.

Aohi places a gentle kiss on his forehead, continuing her apologies. Ri-ki seems to cry for forever he felt like, he just couldn't stop, and his fingers had gone red from how tightly he held Aohi in his arms.

"You don't deserve such a cruel girl like me.." She whispers, lifting Ri-ki's face, wiping at the streaks on his cheeks, and with a quiet voice, Ri-ki speaks, "I want you anyway, I'll always want to be with you, even if you don't."

"How did I score someone like you, hm, nini?" Aohi laughed through her own tears. "I don't know, but you're never getting rid of me." Ri-ki replies, before taking Aohi's cheeks in his hands and laying a gentle kiss on her lips.

The two's lips intertwined like perfect puzzle pieces, Aohi's hand reaching to cup Ri-ki's in a warmth he'll never deny. Aohi thinks that she could never get used to how warm Ri-ki's lips were, always comforting her in ways she could never do herself.

The two pull away, and Aohi almost chases after Ri-ki, already missing him so close to her.

"...I love you, so much." Aohi spoke after a while, using her hoodie sleeve to wipe at her nose, and Ri-ki laughs, grabbing a tissue from his bedside, "Don't wipe it on your hoodie, batsy.."

"I really do love you though, you know that right?" Ri-ki smiles, and nods, wiping at Aohi's tears. "aigoo... you big baby.." Ri-ki kisses at her nose, and Aohi squeals at the ticklish feeling.

"You cried too! I'm not the only big baby!" Aohi retorts, gently slapping Ri-ki's shoulder, the two continued to giggle for a little before they quiet down, the only evidence of their silly behaviour being their smiles.

"Don't ever be scared to crumble, we'll be here to pick you back up... just like you are for us.." Ri-ki hugs her tightly one more time, and Aohi's never felt as loved as she was with the boys, and it makes her realize how much she could never actually live without these boys.

"So.. how does soup sound?"

"Sounds lovely, nini."

"Good, you're going to have to apologize to Jay-hyung and Jake-hyung, they've been sulking since this afternoon." - "Oh... about that.."

[enhypencores]

🥁MASTERLIST🥁

I write for Enhypen only.

Lee Heeseung 🦌

Bleed Me Dry 📍 Genre: Yandere Romance/ Thriller/ Stalker Prompt: “If I carve you into my blood, will you believe my love?”

Bleed Me Dry Pt II 📍 Genre: Yandere Romance/ Thriller/ Stalker Prompt: "If I carve you into my blood, will you believe my love?"

Park Sunghoon 🐧

My First Requited Love📍 Genre: Teen Romance/fluff Prompt: Unrequited love can be an absolute misery, especially when it's your first love. Y/N knows this all too well, yet you can't help falling for your classmate, the popular figure skater, Park Sunghoon. As your heart aches in silence, a misunderstanding begins to unfold: everyone believes that your childhood best friend, Ma Ri, is the one in love with Sunghoon. And you might start believing it too. After all, she's perfect and you're... just you.

Toxic pt 1 📍 Genre: Romance/angst/fluff Prompt: you knew your boyfriend, Heeseung, had some terrible friends who were a bad influence, but the one you trusted was Park Sunghoon. You thought Heeseung loved you, but one football match rocked your world and left you devastated. If Heeseung could cheat, what was holding you back?

Toxic pt 2 📍 Genre: Romance/Fluff/Lil Angst Prompt: Confronting your boyfriend, Heeseung, for cheating on you may have been difficult. But when he discovers you gave yourself away to his closest friend, Sunghoon, his devastation triggers a massive uproar.

Nishimura Ri-ki 📍

Feed Genre: Romance/Angst/ Fluff/ Hurt-comfort Word Count: 4K+ Warning: suggestive, slightly angsty Synopsis: a childish argument sparks up your silent treatment and a clingy—jealous ni-ki will do anything for your forgiveness. idol niki x culinary student y/n

Text AU

Enha hyung line 🦌🐧 🐈‍⬛ 🦮

📍 when you don’t respond to their texts or calls

📍 when they see you post about a party as your boyfriends

📍 when you text “we need a break”

📍 when you can't make it to their concert.

[lxvsiick]

You and I under the moonlight ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ The sun is behind the night

˗ˏˋ ENHYPEN ´ˎ˗

to be added . . .

☾ LEE HEESEUNG

BEAUTIFUL LIAR | angst, breakup, imagine, short story

☾ JAY (PARK JEONGSEONG)

☾ JAKE (SIM JAEYUN)

ICED COFFEE | crush, fluff, imagine

☾ PARK SUNGHOON

CALLING ON MY ANGEL | trouble maker x innocent, fluff?, angst?, imagine

☾ KIM SUNOO

☾ YANG JUNGWON

☾ NI-KI (NISHIMURA RI-KI)

[roseyrays]

💌 C U P I D 💘 chapter five — ayo 🤨🤨

wc: 229

summary: y/n and ni-ki were childhood friends since they were 3 years old, they’re friendship lasted forever and will always be, that was until ni-ki moved to korea to pursue his dream of being a k-pop idol. y/n also left japan to also pursue her dream of being an idol as well in 2022, she never forgot about him but it seemed that he forgot about her…but that’s what she thinks, will cupid give them a second chance?

warnings: ignore timestamps, y/n is pretty shy but so is riki (kinda), FLUFF 👹👹

💘💘💘

today was your hangout with riki and let's say you're a little nervous, i mean you two haven't seen eachother in a long time now, you should've been used to hanging out with him right? wrong

you were practically shaking at this point, it's the first time in a long time you ever had some time together, you patiently waited for riki tapping your foot while on your phone scrolling through twitter whilst something caught your eye

riki uploaded something on twitter and he looked very handsome, you tried to contain your blush and tried to invert your eyes from the picture, it was a good thing you were wearing a mask and a hat so no one could see you blushing

you don't even notice someone sneaking behind you

"boo!" you silently shrieked when someone went up behind you and grabbed your shoulders, you looked back at that was and it was of course, riki nishimura playfully laughing at you as always

"riki! you scared me" you said while playfully smacking his arm

“haha! sorry!!" he said all smiley though you can’t see it sadly because it’s covered with a mask but you can tell he’s smiling

you playfully rolled your eyes at him and sighed “alright, come on you big baby let’s go hang out!" you exclaimed grabbing his arm

"alright!!" he exclaimed back still laughing

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a/n: KEEHO AND THE IVE GALS HAVE MADE THEIR ENTRANCE

idol!ri-ki x fem idol!reader (she/her is used)

genre: smau, childhood best friends to lovers, angst, fluff, romance, she fell first he fell harder trope

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[solstramaii]

Misfits on the first day

See (Masterlist) for warnings!

★ SYNOPSIS! Nishimura Niki, a boy who’s apart of one of the biggest boy bands. Obviously he’s still a teenager so he is still in high school. Now he’s quite famous at school himself. Niki thinks he’s 2 cool 4 skool. He wasn’t interested in school until he seen you sitting in his music class. Arguing about how you weren’t gonna sing. Finding out that you, yourself were in a band aswell. But in one of his rival companies. What are you gonna do when the most popular boy wants to be your friend?

Y/ns pov

It is currently 6:30 am. Your only running on two hours of sleep getting ready for the first day of school. You were stressing over the fact that you didn’t know if you had a concert later that day.

Not only that but you guys were performing at a very big venue. So it made you anxious not being able to get sleep. But now you most definitely regretted it. Your not only Cranky, you’re also upset that your first class is music. Anxiously typing on twitter about your day as you try to get through it. You were looking for Chae but didn’t know where she was. Just heading back to class.

Leaning back on your chair in the class room with your eyes closed you couldn’t help but doze off a little. I mean you looked decent for school. But the bags under your eyes certainly didn’t help your case at all.

“Students!” The person you dreaded the most. Ms Deul.

Watching as the older women put all her stuff down and her clip board out to take role you couldn’t help but stare at her in tiredness.

“Y/n!”

“Hi” you say in a monotone voice not wanting to be there at all. I mean who does. At this point you’d rather take math first thing in the morning.

“Nishimura Ri-ki?” Couldn’t help but turn around and at-least try to put names to faces. Just to keep yourself awake. But as soon as the kids in class heard that the teacher earned giggles.

“Mam we all know he isn’t coming!”

Raising a brow you looked at the girl. Not caring you turned around.

“Okay then he’s not coming I guess?” Ms Deul said confused as well.

As soon as she was done she wanted to get the class to sing. To try and find their vocal ranges. “Y/n why don’t you get us started for today. Sing a note so the other students can get comfortable.”

Looking at her you didn’t budge. “No thanks.” Making her a little pissed.

One thing turned to another. She kept pushing your buttons and you said something. And here you both are now arguing loud as all out doors all because you simply nicely rejected her offer.

“What do you mean no thanks? Young lady I asked you to do something.”

“And I said no thanks? What are you not getting?” You responded.

Causing a scene with the teacher you couldn’t help but feel a little bit of your anger issues start to come out. Some would say it’s spunk. But the real ones know it wasn’t anything to look at cutely.

You were quite scary.

The two of you started to bicker for about 15 minutes very loudly.

But suddenly stopped when a guy appeared in the door way dumbfounded by the two of you arguing.

“Can I help you?” Ms Deul looked away from you and to the taller boy. His hair was blonde he had a mole under his eye, many piercings on his ears, he looked almost as if he didn’t belong here quite majestic others would say.

“Uhm. Your ms Deul?” The boy looked at her. The rest of your classmates mouths were open. As if they weren’t expecting this person to be here.

“Yup that would be me. You are?”

“Nishimura Riki mam” You couldn’t help bet let your eyes linger on the boy. He was handsome but you couldn’t afford to pay attention.

Grabbing your stuff you quickly found your way out the room slightly shoving him on your way out. You couldn’t stand being there with Ms Deul any longer.

Niki didn’t know why the girl left? Shit he didn’t want to be there either but I mean who does? He was almost close to asking if she was okay. But he didn’t want to. Deciding to mind his business.

She was just Different..

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[surik-i]

Reads of Sleep - N. Riki

‒ pairings :: nishimura riki x fem!oc

‒ genre :: fluff, angst, library au

‒ warnings :: none

‒ word count :: 1k

‒ synopsis :: it seemed on a day-to-day basis that a young girl would always fall asleep in the library. riki became the boy to always wake her and make sure she got home safely, what was it though about this one library that she'd always sleep in.

Sliding in through the pul doors, Nishimura Riki made his way into the large library. Thousands of books covered the shelves. For a specific genre, one person may even find themselves having to just walk up to the fourth floor, just for that one area, but where was the young boy heading today? Riki was looking for one of the girl who would always sleep at the far table, near a corner and out of sight from the librarian. It seemed like months now of seeing her and he always made sure to drop by a vitamin for her just to give her a boost of energy on her way home. 

Letting his hands lightly feather over the side shelves and tables, he finally found her. The girl who laid with her arms and long black hair hiding her sleeping figure. One would have to look closely to find as soft breaths were made, just barely did a strand of hair life up with every breath. Riki gave a soft smile, walking over and sitting down in front of her as he slid the bottle her way. He gave her a soft tap before speaking, “Hey, Paris, wake up,” he called out to her. 

To be exact, the girl’s name wasn’t actually Paris, but a small nickname used by everyone around her. Her full name was Moo Chung-Ae, the name Paris was followed after a joke given by another friend who said her name reminded them of what people think Paris is like. It seemed to stick after and after awhile, a nickname used by all friends who had the privilege to hear the little story. To Ri-Ki, she reminding him of a cat or a koala, with how often she slept, he couldn’t help but think she resembled the two all to well.

A quiet hum had left pass her lips as Paris slowly lifted her head up to look at Riki tiredly. “What is it?” She asked in a weak voice, eyes drooping with strands of hair falling over her face. Riki gave a cheeky grin, tapping his book and looking at her. There, in front of him layed the latest copy of their favorite book, Manifest a Line, bringing some life back to the girl as she perked up and reached for the book as he moved it away from her. 

“Ah, No. I’ll let you read it once you explain to me why today you’re so tired,” He hummed, shaking the book in his right hand, looking at her and awaiting for an answer. He was curious to what may be the reasoning of her restless moment as he admired her features, looking at the sad dark bags under her doe eyes. He could watch her looking around for a moment, a quiet sigh falling past her lips before the confession was made to him.

“Why are you always so interested in me, it’s not like I’m a celebrity,” Paris shook her head, but she finally did speak up to him. “You really wanna know, I know you won’t give up until I admit at least a piece of it.” She seemed to think of where to start fot the moment, tapping her finger on the table and humming quietly, but finally she did speak up and tell him. She took another moment in between to quickly sip on the vitamin given to her.

“Life hasn’t been easy at home, my mom and dad’s company are failing to the point that we’re having to relocate. We’re planning to head to Jeju Island where my grandparents are, but I promise we could still talk through texts. I guess I’ve always been picking up extra shifts to help out my parents so sleeping in the library has helped with getting that extra boost of energy I need to keep walking. You’ve also been an amazing friend who was willing to add an energy drink beside me, so I thank you for everything you’ve done for me.” Paris explained to him before getting up from the table. 

Riki was stunned to hear this, as his eyes widened. He was about to lose his best friend in the entire world. He would never be able to see her again. His heart sank as he felt the tears fighting to fall back. “Don’t think anything of it, we’ll always be friends, no matter what. If you want, you can walk me to work!” She suggested to him and patted his shoulder. In the end, Riki agreed and left with her to work.

As the two seemed to spend the last few weeks with each other, on the last day, he had entetred the same location of the library, only to find a letter where the girl once slept. Riki picked up the letter and began to read what was written:

Dear Riki,

I’m not the best at writing letters, but I do hope this one somehow reaches you and helps you to better understand the situation and move on quicker. In the past few months I’ve known of you, you always seemed like the kind of boy who would always be there for his friends no matter what. You were unique and I always enjoyed watching you dance without any worries in your heart. You have always inspired me to keep going. When my journey in Jeju is over, lets meet again and become trainees at SM, that is if you’re still interested. Let’s though become trainees at SM so we can officially be seen as backup dancers for Shinee. Don’t ever give up on your dreams either while I’m gone. One day, we’ll meet at the same time, and you’ll see me asleep in the library, ready to bribe me about the latest of our favorite novel. Text me too! Also, give some people a chance in your life. I’ve heard you have been spending more time out with Saegong Mi-Ok, I think she’d be a great match for you. 

Sincerely,

Paris

Ps. I know I never talk about my silly crushes, but if maybe by chance Jungwon is breathing down your neck while reading this, I like him and hopefully you’ll set me up with him in the future.

Riki chuckled as he read her final letter. Maybe, just maybe he could find a way to move on from her and find his own joy. He though would still await for the return of his best friend. No matter how many years past, she would be that one little spark he looked foreward to in a library.

[irissise]

• 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙤 𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙖 - 𝘕𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘪

• sinopse: Vocês estão em um namoro de mentira para livrar Ni-ki de certos boatos indesejados, como é um romance falso, é totalmente sigiloso então nenhum do grupo no qual ele participa, sabe sobre essa grande mentira de vocês. Em uma festa qualquer que Jake e Heeseung preparou é onde se passa nosso cenário.

- Narrado em primeira pessoa (narrado por dois personagens

- Imagine grande, não consiguir fazer menor 🥺

Nesse exato momento faz três horas na qual eu estou em pé em frente a um balcão de bebidas olhando todas aquelas pessoas se divertindo, dançando e cantando como se fosse a última coisa que elas estivessem fazendo, bom sabemos que no dia seguinte uma gota de arrependimento vai cair sobre todos. Dou o primeiro gole na taça de vinho não muito grande na minha mão, enquanto vejo algumas das varias mulheres subindo as escadas da casa.

Normalmente essas resenhas gigantes são feitas em casas grandes que os staff dos meninos alugam, eles contratam as pessoas para organização e os membros chamam as pessoas, resumindo, essas festas são totalmente privadas, são feitas para ficar bem longe da mídia em si, pra falar a verdade eu odiava essas festas, Riki me obriga a vim em todas, não entendo isso, ele me detesta, não me suporta e faz de tudo para que eu fique longe, mas sempre, sempre quer que eu apareça nessas festa cansativas.

Sou uma garota totalmente caseira, odeio movimento e pessoas demais, viro de frente ao bar olhando aquelas bebidas a mostra, apoio meu braço no balcão e coloco minha mão na testa, eu tô implorando por uma cama. É exatamente duas e doze da madrugada e minha velha interior pede uma cama, um chá de camomila, um cobertor e novelas, mas não é isso que eu estou fazendo agora

- Você nunca se diverte nessas festa né? - Uma voz totalmente desconhecida por mim fala ao meu lado, direciono meu rosto a tal voz e vejo um cara que eu nunca tinha visto na minha vida, ele era mais alto que eu, e tinha cabelos extremamente pretos e não era tão grande, não era muito bonito mas tem um charme

- Quem seria você? - pergunto e bebo mais um gole daquele péssimo vinho

Ele ri baixo e responde minha pergunte - Lee hyunwoo, um prazer s/n - Estranhei assim que falou meu nome, ele disse meu nome, não meu sobrenome, o que era estanho, nunca vi esse homem na vida - Sempre te vejo aqui, sei que namora o Nishimura, mas é intrigante...nunca te vejo com ele - Ele bebe um gole de whisky e desvia o olhar de mim e procura alguém pelo lugar e parecia ter achado assim que parou no Riki que estava sentando em um sofá bebendo alguma outra bebida que não me importava, ele tava rindo com uma garota qualquer mas parecia adivinhar o olhar de Hyunwoo para ele.

Assim que Riki percebeu o olhar do homem, ele o olhou sério, mais do que o normal assim que percebeu que ele estava comigo, Hyunwoo desviou seu olhar pra mim e sorriu com os olhos

- Distantes, os olhares de vocês, são distantes - Ele parecia analisar tudo

- Você tá viajando, eu só não curto essas festas, inclusive nunca te vi por aqui - largo aquela taça de vinho no balcão e olho pra ela tentando ao máximo não fazer contato visual

- Você nunca olha pras pessoas né, tá sempre admirando essas bebidas mas sempre bebe o mesmo vinho e sempre faz careta como se o odiasse assim como odeia essas festas, não é? - era problemático a forma como ele sabia, como ele era observador e analítico

Olho pra ele e rio de canto, desacreditada, eu estava ficando com medo na real. - Você é estranho - Deixo escapar em voz alta e escuto ele ri fraco, e sinto olhar dele sobre mim

- Você é adorável sabia? - Ele fala sorrindo e me olhando com uma cara totalmente estranha, ok, eu realmente estou com medo.

- É eu sei, obrigada, tenho que ir, tchau - Fujo totalmente do assunto e tento sair dali, não estava gostando do olhar dele, da forma de como ele se aproximava e tentava pegar na minha mão, e a forma como me analisava com aqueles olhos castanhos de amedrontar , ele segura minha mão e me puxa para mais perto me segurando pela cintura, enquanto sua outra mão aperta fortemente meu pulso, eu tenho certeza que vai ficar marcado.

- Me solta, louco - consigo trocer a mão dele fazendo ele me soltar, e saio correndo dali, subo as escadas o mais rápido possível, olho pra trás e ele estava me observando com aqueles olhos pequenos e estranhos, corto o contato visual e entro em um quarto que estava com a porta aberta e tinha algumas garotas conversando, assim que entrei percebi que não era bem vinda ali, mas não ia sair, não vou descer nem fudendo.

Elas me olham estranho e todas saíam do quarto, por um momento quis sair por medo daquele cara esquisito vim atrás, mas fiquei ali assim que olhei pra cama, que estava me chamando, fechei a porta e tirei os malditos saltos, me deitei na cama e me enrolei naqueles cobertores aconchegantes, nem sequer me importava com o som extremamente alto lá em baixo.

Nishimura Riki:

Quando aquele cara me encarou não conseguir tirar meus olhos deles dois, s/n não era de muito papo, ela odiava está aqui, por isso eu a obrigava a vim pelo contrato que temos, era engraçado vê ela me olhando como se fosse me matar quando tivesse tempo. Nunca reparei nesse cara em nenhuma das festas, mas era estranho, ele falava com ela como se tivesse intimidade, como se a conhecesse, ela o olhava como se achasse ele estranho e esquisito e com certeza ela achava isso

- Aí Jake, quem é aquele cara falando com a S/n mesmo ? - Chamo pelo meu amigo e ele me olha

- Aquele é o Hyunwoo, um amigo do Heeseung, conheço muito ele não, agora vou voltar lá para minha estrangeira - Ele fala saindo de perto de mim e a garota que tava falando comigo se despede de mim e sai juntamente com o Jake

Contínuo a observar aquela cena que estava me dando nos nervos e tento decifrar o que eles estavam conversando mas não estava conseguindo, ela acaba a conversa tentando sair dali mas ele a segura pela mão e agarra seu pulso e põe sua mão livre na cintura, ele apartava com força que dava pra vê a cor do pulso mudando, eu estava preste ir lá só que ela é mais rápida e troce o pulso dele e corre pro segundo andar da casa.

Ela sobe rápido as escadas e olha por um milésimo para trás, esse filha da puta ainda estava olhando para ela, ela corre mais rápido e entra em um quarto aberto no qual não dava para vê muito bem, mas as garotas que aparentavam está lá saíram assim que ela entrou, todas elas desceram as escadas e passaram por mim, algumas delas esfregava suas mãos em meu braço e ai tive a certeza que precisava lavar essa jaqueta o mais rápido possível.

Vejo o cara se levantar rápido e sobe as escadas rápido indo em direção ao quarto em que ela estava.

Esse fudido.

- Ni-ki!!! oiii! Quanto tempo, você não me manda mais mensagem e nem me responde né - uma voz extremamente fina e insuportável se aproxima e me puxa quando eu estava indo subir as escadas, ela se envolve em meu braço e eu olho rápido para o andar e vejo ele indo em direção do quarto

-Me solta garota - Me solto dela a força e subo as escadas, eu vou é jogar fora essa jaqueta, isso sim.

Corro até o quarto e ele estava parado em frente a porta, com a mão na maçaneta, ele ia entrar, esbarro em seu ombro de propósito fazendo ele gemer de dor baixo, escuto ele xingar e o olho

- Riki?! Porra

- Hyunwoo né? O que faz aqui? - falo e entro em sua frente ficando na frente da porta, rio pra ele e ele me olhava furioso

- Eu? Bom...eu estava apenas procurando o banheiro...só isso - ele respirava fundo a cada frase, e escondia as mãos

- Ah...entendi. Minha mulher tá nesse quarto, e sabe, eu sou ciumento, não curto homens perto dela sabe? E ela tá dormindo, ela vira uma fera se acordar ela - falo quase rindo e ele respirava fundo e tentava manter a calma, antes que ele falasse alguma coisa abro a porta o bastante pra que ele olhasse ela, vou até ela que estava virado de costa para a porta, ando ao redor da cama ficando de frente a frente com ela, ela estava mesmo dormindo, ou tentando, ainda não tinha dormindo. S/n sempre franze a sombrancelha quando dorme e ela nao estava franzida, mas ela estava deitada calmamente.

Olho de relance para ele que estava paralisado com os olhos vermelhos, beijo no canto dos lábios dela, me levanto e vou ate a porta acenando pra ele e só espero o xingo dela

- Riki seu porra, porquê fez isso? - Ela vira pra mim e me olha com os olhos cansados e com a mão no canto onde beijei, ela estava linda com essa cara lavada e de cansada

Tiro a jaqueta e jogo no chão do quarto e me deito ao seu lado e me viro pra ela - depois eu explico gatinha, agora dorme, dorme - dou tapinha no braço dela e ela devolve os tapas mais fortes e grito de dor fazendo drama, ela da outro tapa no meu braço e vira de costa para mim, eu ri fraco e me viro pra ela e o abraço, estranhei porque ela não reclamou, levanto um pouco minha cabeça e vejo suas sombrancelha franzidas

- Dormiu...bom - fecho meus olhos e depois sinto ela se virar de volta pra mim me abraçando. Ela parece um gato arisco, mas é uma gatinha carente quando está inconsciente. A abraço mais forte e assim fecho meus olhos pra poder dormir junto com ela.

Fim.

[aperiodtm]

claire's | Nishimura Riki

PAIRING: Nishimura Riki x gn!reader

SUMMARY: you and ni-ki went on a mall date and got distracted...

GENRE: crack

WC: 795!

A/N: my first fic! i usually read on tumblr instead of write, this took me alot of energy and motivation to finally get up and do something about my blog 😭 im terrible ik 💀

You love shopping. And you love Riki. But the two things you love do not go too well...it was infact, chaotic.

“Y/n! look!” “For the last time, Riki, I do not need u distracting me anywhere else.” you said, rolling your eyes and smiling later, at your boyfriend who seemed to be gesturing somewhere, but u didn't bother looking. You both already got kicked out of a toy shop for knocking down half the Barbie collection...yeah. That. He got scared of those dolls that move their arms and legs when you pass by them, and that's that. It was funny though, you agree, but you would never admit that to him, he'd probably do something else alot crazier...

“Just one look! I promise you won't regret it!” Riki proceeded to shake your shoulders slightly, in an attempt to have you look at what was so interesting that it caught his eye. Sighing, you lifted your head up to read the shop label “claire's...” oh no. “Riki, tell me you're joking when you actually want to go there” you questioned him, shocked, trying not to laugh. “Well then, my dear y/n, your assumption is right. i do want to go. who's gonna stop me? you?” he replied, smiling while lifting his brows. “Riki I-” too late. He already dragged you in.

“I can't believe you dragged me into a kid's shop, this is for babies!” Riki just smiled at your statement, shrugging before saying “it was necessary” “neccessary? for what?” “these!” you looked at the item Riki was holding and almost laughed at his face

“what?” he said, smiling cheekily “don't u like them? i can get other ones” “no no, it's just that- there's no way I'M doing that. these are going on YOUR hands” what was riki exactly holding? fake nails. for children. they had adorable hello kitty's on them, no wonder he chose those. “what?! no way i'm wearing these, i got them for you” he was just kidding around, but you already got another similar pack and rushed to the counter, paying for those cute, adorable and tiny hello kitty nails.

[time skip, at the dorms]

“yah!, riki, stay still!” “there's no way i'm sitting still, you should be the one wearing these!” he whined. this was so entertaining for you. you had to convince him to let you put the nails on him in exchange for bungeoppang for a week.

“alright, i guess you're not hungry then” you backed away, raising ur hands in defeat, trying not to giggle. “i-i didn't say that!” he said, a little louder than expected, till he continued “fine..you can do them, just. make sure none of the members see.” he warns you with a little glare as you smile in victory and continue pressing the nails until...

the door swings open, revealing a concerned Jungwon. “is everything alright? are you two fighting over what disney movie to watch again?” both of you whip your faces towards him, and you fall onto the mattress, laughing, while Riki was just..shocked. the very thing he did not wish to happen. he was doomed. “i'm sorry, Riki” you grinned at him with evil in your eyes. this left Jungwon even more confused, because only Riki knew what was about to come.

“just...” you take a second to laugh, and finally utter the words “just look at his hands, or more specifically, his nails” and you burst out laughing, as Jungwon attention diverts to Riki's hands, he sees what his dear youngster didn't want him to see “are those- are those what i think they are?” Jungwon pulls out his phone to take a video, for future evidence “Awwww...they're so cute!” he joins you in the laughter as Riki tries to hide his nails from his hyung, defending himself “It wasn't my idea!” “well then, you can explain that in the groupchat later” Jungwon smirks at him and walks away, closing the door behind him, while Riki stares at him in disbelief...

and the next thing you know, Riki's phone vibrates...and you can see the messages from his hyung's already making fun of him.

“y/n!!!” he starts pouting and whining about the situation, while you take him completely unserious “yes?” you asked him, before laughing again, this was too funny. Riki glares at you before he goes to take something out of his bag, and hides it behind him “okay...you win this time, here.” you raise a brow at him, before he reveals what was in his hands, he grabs your wrist, just enough so you won't get away. and then you see it...

“Riki!!! there's no way you bought the minnie mouse ones too! yah, let me go!” and now it was Riki's turn to laugh. “payback time, baby.”

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★ ! ENHYPEN . 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑

¡ Y . JUNGWON . ⍟ ✓

✩ EVERYTHING I KNOW ABOUT LOVE . . . yang jungwon feels as if he would be the perfect boyfriend if he could just find a girl that would like him enough to love him. lucky for him, you were bored enough to be willing to show him what it would be like to live out everything he knows about love. well, not without the promise of a lifetime supply of jelly popsicles and peace from your pestering admirers, of course.

[ friends to lovers | fake dating | nerd x popular ]

¡ L . HEESEUNG . ⍟ ✓

more to be added . . .

¡ P . JONGSEONG . ⍟ ✓

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¡ S . JAEYUN . ⍟ ✓

more to be added . . .

¡ P . SUNGHOON . ⍟ ✓

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¡ K . SUNOO . ⍟ ✓

✩ FALLING BEHIND . . . all of kim sunoo's friends have girlfriends already — even nishimura ri-ki, the little rascal! — and he doesn't know if this was worse than not getting along with the person he was assigned to be partners with for a project this whole semester. it wasn't until he starts catching feelings for you, the stingy, bespectacled girl who always had mean things to say about his hair.

[ rivals to lovers | grumpy x sunshine | mutual pining ]

¡ N . RI - KI . ⍟ ✓

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🖍️ VOODOO DOLL - NRK | TEASER

🍒 PLAYLIST - Voodoo Doll by 5 Seconds of Summer, Brought the Heat Back by Enhypen, Disconnected by 5 Seconds of Summer, Stockholm Syndrome by One Direction

🍒 PAIRING - nishimura ri-ki x fem!reader

🍒 SUMMARY - "am I dating Y/N L/N? No thanks, I'd rather choke." or in which you're clearly using some sort of spell to entice Riki, because why on earth would he suddenly start feeling this way about you?

🍒 GENRE - one-sided enemies to lovers, she fell first but he fell harder, angst, slow-ish burn

🍒 TAGLIST - OPEN, send an ask or comment on this post to be added!!

🍒 A/N - taglist is open for this fic, as well as for my general list :) I'm going to try and keep this below 6K words atleast but let's see 😥 but it might get to 8K of I'm being realistic

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The air is a sweet smelling summer type, the day you first meet Nishimura Riki. He's a scrawny little thing of twig arms and downcast, shy eyes. Having moved to Korea from Japan only barely a month back, the number of words he can say in this newfound land in the foreign language can be counted on one hand. And this poses a problem to him right now, considering how his older sister had already gone off on her own despite their mother's strict orders to stay together at all times.

Nishimura Riki is six years old and scared. He's at a playground with kids his age, but he feels like an alien in his own skin. They're all either playing in groups or duos - but no dice for singles. It's times like this that makes him want to clutch on to the fabric of his mother's dress and be whisked away to safety. A place where he doesn't feel so out of place. His soft, trembling body stills in a bit of surprise as a gentle tap knocks on his shoulder, ever so slightly. Turning around fearful of being picked on, he only comes face to face with a girl. You're looking straight at him with owlish, unblinking eyes that make Riki shiver in your gaze - feeling smaller and smaller than before. He doesn't like how you're looking at him, not in the slightest. "Hi there! I'm Y/N L/N. Are you new here?" You're quite articulate for a kid, he thinks, as if he's not one himself. He's barely managed to string together the meaning of what you said through his broken understanding of the language, but it's the general environment about you that makes him hesitate. His lack of a response doesn't deter you apparently, as suddenly you're latching on to his wrist, trying to pull him to the sand pit, babbling on and on about being his new friend and offering to show him around town. He doesn't know how to get out of your vice-like grip, but he doesn't mind your company either. But it's just all too much. There's too many things going on around him, and you're too loud.

Suddenly, he's wrenching his hand out of yours, a scowl on his youthful features. It's a grown directed right at you like a bullet, but it leaves you unscathed. You still look at him with a complete look of innocence, completely boring into his own eyes. There's something about the way you look at him, and he hates it. He hates the way your single look has him weathering down his walls. He decides at that moment, with all the iron resolution of a six year old boy, that he hated this girl.

"Riki! Riki!". Your chants are loud even amongst the bustling crowd of attendees, all mingling about on the bleachers, eyes trained on the orange basketball as the squeaking sound of shoes against the polished wooden floor accentuated the tension of this cut-throat game. Jersey number 9, tallest on the team and jet black hair that had everyone reeling in his subtle aura, Riki's eyes are piercing as his focus solely stays on two things - the first being how to get past the rival team's defence, and the second being how annoying your cheering was to him.

Their opposing team is not letting them cut through this bottle neck tie easily, and the red timer with its robotic, digital numbers clocking down to the game's end was not really helping either. It was right now, or never. And Riki never let a game get to the tie-breaker, ever. He's quick and sharp witted, and he's got the athletic skill to get past the crowding defense team, and with a crisp swish of the white net hanging on the post, the ball is swiftly sent through the basket. The whistle is loud, but the rest of his teammates are louder, wasting no time in running on the court to aggressively another their prodigal player in affection and sweat, with Riki glaring away at them in faux irritation, but clearly preening in their pride. This was an important game after all, because it would be the game that would help team captain, Lee Heesung, who was graduating this spring, to choose the next in line to his legacy. And anyone with two eyes, who wasn't even on the team could easily say it belonged to Riki.

Your voice is back, louder again this time, and it has Riki grimacing amongst the celebrations, and Sunoo and Taki, his friends who had descended from the stands themselves gave each other a knowing look of what was about to occur.

You're singing praises and it has him glowing, regardless of the frown marring his sharp features. "God, that was so cool! You're so so tall, it must have been an advantage for sure, but wow I mean that basket? Crazy!"

He's still glaring at you and his teammates have wry smiles on their faces. Your praises quieten down when you, and Riki, notice Lee Heesung walking over to Riki with a championing grin that only means one thing. Ushering Riki away, you just gazed at him at raw adoration as the boy's face lit up with the news Heesung was breaking him.

"By the way dude, are you dating that girl there? Y/N L/N?"

The question has him coughing slightly from the water he was chugging down. Sunoo and Taki are cackling violently at his expression, like Heesung had performed the most blasphemous act in front of him. "Heesung, what the hell dude. I'm not dating her, at all. I'll only date Y/N when pigs start flying."

He looks back to where you stood before, now gone from that spot. You always waited a bit before you left, usually, trying to catch him and make conversation with him, so this was new. A different kind of new he wasn't sure he was used to. It was strange, how he felt a bit different from the absence of you.

"Look, oh my god!" Taki cries out, pointing vaguely at the air. "What?" "I just saw a pig fly."

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⊹ ࣪ ˖ KIM YN | 04 liner ; sophomore ; fine arts major

a quiet and awkward girl, yn is addicted to coffee ,, having coffee helps her stay awake to complete the many advanced art assignments and projects her professors assign ,, having so many assignments and projects, yn keeps to herself and doesn't do much

⊹ ࣪ ˖ YANG JUNGWON | 04 liner ; sophomore ; architecture major

a cat like boy who was somehow roped in with these art students ,, now, jungwon was self declared as yn's caretaker ,, he does his best to watch over the girl so she hopefully doesn't have a seizure from all the coffee she drinks

⊹ ࣪ ˖ KIM SUNOO | 03 liner ; junior ; theater major

the sassy theater major, sunoo doesn't hold back when he talks to people ,, because of how quiet and awkward yn is, sunoo feels it in him to be her voice and help her speak her mind

⊹ ࣪ ˖ NISHIMURA RI-KI | 05 liner ; freshman ; dance major

the youngest in the group ,, ni-ki is the unhinged one that helps yn get out of her comfort zone whether that means getting her involved in certain situations where there is no saving them from ningning's wraith

⊹ ࣪ ˖ YIZHUO NINGNING | 02 liner ; senior ; fashion design major

the oldest of the group, being a senior, ningning looks after these kids ,, although she didn't think of herself to be old, ni-ki never fails to remind her that she's 3 years older than him ,, sometimes, ningning wants to rip her hair out from having to prevent ni-ki from getting yn into unfavorable situations

LEEHAN'S AQUARIUM PT.1 | LEEHAN'S AQUARIUM PT.2

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