#was gonna write something about niki in a suit but writers block kinda got to me

[niki-phoria]

pairing: niki x male!8th member! reader genre: fluff word count: 369

cw blood, slight gore, mentions of getting stitches

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you gasp, pulling your hand up to your chest. niki is quick to rush to your side, pulling your hand towards him. "let me see it," he says, grabbing a towel and pressing it against the wound.

"what happened?" jay asks, leaning over your shoulder.

"he cut his hand," niki says, leading you away from the cameras and towards a staff member. your manager steps off to the side to call for a medic. "are you okay?" niki leaves his hand on your lower back, still holding the towel for you.

"it stings." he leans over to press a kiss against your shoulder, changing the angle of the towel every now and then.

you hiss when he applies even more pressure against your hand. the blood soaks through the towel, staining it a deep red. "sorry," he whispers. you shake your head, leaning against his chest.

a medic walks over to you, holding a first aid kit in her hand. "how long has it been bleeding?"

"a few minutes." she takes your hand, setting the towel aside and checking the cut over.

"it's pretty deep, you need stitches." you glance over at niki. he shifts so his arm is wrapped completely around your waist, almost back hugging you. "it shouldn't hurt too much," the medic says, preparing the needle. you nod, trying to relax. you wince after the first stitch, closing your eyes and leaning further into niki's chest.

"it's okay," he whispers. "they'll be done soon."

the process is shorter than you expected, only taking a few minutes for her to finish bandaging your hand. "we're all done," she smiles. "you did great."

"thank you." you mumble. she nods, leaving to dispose of the towel and bandages.

"you did great, baby," niki whispers. his arm stays wrapped around your waist as you head back to the kitchen set you were filming at.

"are you okay?" jungwon asks. you nod, sitting next to him at the table.

"we finished cooking the chicken," jay says, pushing a bowl of rice towards you. niki sits next to you, taking your injured hand into his.

"thank you," you smile, waiting for the other boys to join you before you all begin eating.