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IDK HOW IM GONNA DO 2 SMAUS AT ONCE BUT IM EXCITED EEE ‼️‼️‼️
TARGET!! - a nishimura riki smau
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
inspo: when niki said he would give signs to heeseung with his eyes that meant he wanted to be friends but it looked mean 😭
featuring: enhypen, lesserafim
genre: idol au, friends to lovers
warnings: kys jokes, swearing, tba
updates: whenever i feel up to it since this isn’t my top priority atm
status: on going
started: 12-28-23
taglist: always open!
profiles! niki’s crew: gang escaped the asylum 🔥🔥
profiles! y/n’s girls: FEARLESS 🔥 (actually terrified)
episodes to be added!
🎯; TARGET PROFILES: gang escaped the asylum 🔥🔥
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
prev - masterlist!!! - y/n’s girls
🎯; TARGET PROFILES: FEARLESS ‼️ (actually terrified)
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
niki’s crew - masterlist!! - next
🎯 TARGET: tampon twins
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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A/N: LMFAOO weird title but first eppp 😁🔥
tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @riki-is-my-bias @mivami08
🎯 TARGET: who’s enhypen?
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @riki-is-my-bias @mivami08 @j-wyoung @nyfwyeonjun @luvtyunn @k1ttylvr @sunghoonsbeautymark @haechansbbg @clairecottenheart @yumilovesloona @hayleyrkbee @coolwitu @minjiversee @sel1uv @mrchweeee
OK HEAR ME OUT!! RIKI X READER WITH THIS PROMPT: "I know it was a dream, but I felt you here."
A/N: AAA THANK U FOR THE REQUEST SORRY FOR THE WAIT HERE IT IS!! (i made this before the fate tour ended so just imagine 😁)
synopsis warnings: niki is exhausted and misses you, crying, sobbing, sad, comfort, fluff
word count: 708
niki slowly awoke to see you only inches away from his face with a faint smile as you admired him, “good morning” you said as you kissed him on his forehead. he backed away quickly, his widened eyes in shock, “w-what are you doing here y/n?” you laugh at his question like it was a silly thing to ask. “niki what are you talking about?” his eyebrows tightened, “but y-you’re at home? you’re not here with me...” his eyes became watery as his confusion shifted into sadness. he was aware you weren’t actually with him. “i- i miss you so much y/n” he said as he pulled you into a hug, tightly wrapping his arms around you as he began to sob. “i want to go home but i cant. you’re home”
niki awoke in his hotel bed with dried tears in his eyes. that dream was too real, too cruel.
-
niki’s day went on and finally ended after another draining concert. exhausted, he sat on the hotel bed resting his head against the headboard, he sighs deeply as he restrained himself from crying. it was all crashing down, all the feelings he pushed aside towards the dream he had this morning all coming back to him.
unwillingly tears trickled down his face, he couldn’t handle it anymore. his heart ached, he was so physically and mentally exhausted and you. you weren’t here to make it better. he missed your touch, your kisses and cuddles.
he thinks that ultimately it could be worse. you do call and text after every concert but— its not the same.
shit. you always call after a concert.
his phone next to him lit up as the words on the screen illuminated “incoming facetime from y/n <3”
he quickly wiped his tears before answering and made sure his face wasn’t showing on screen to prevent you from seeing his puffy eyes.
he only showed the ceiling of the room as he picked up. “h-hey y/n.” he stuttered and his voice came out shaky. you look at your screen took aback, it was obvious something was wrong. you softly asked, “niki, is something wrong?” you could hear faint sniffing coming through your end of the phone as he responded, “no nothing.. i just— really miss you y/n” his voice sounded dejected, it broke your heart to hear. “me too.. i miss you too niki” he slowly showed his face to the camera, the room was darkly lit with only the lamp on, his cheeks a pink hue and had tears streaming down his face. “but- it’s different, i- i cant do this without you.”
you sighed as you quickly adapted to the situation you have to be strong for him and for you, but being honest seeing your boyfriend in this state made you want to cry as well. be strong. you have to find out what happened for his emotions change so significantly in only a days time. “‘ki- what caused this, i swear you you fine yesterday? did something bad happen?” he shook his head, “no, nothing bad happened..” “is that really true niki.” his lips turned into a slight pout, “its just i ..i had a dream last night that you were here. it felt so real and i knew it was fake. i knew it was a dream but i felt you here. it was such a cruel dream.”
trying your best to shift his mood you put on a smile, “i know its been hard for us but we can push though it, we have before yeah?” he nods his head to that, “yeah we did.” you giggle, “and we will again.” he wipes his tears, sighing dramatically as he rolls his eyes, “i do miss your kisses though” you laugh, “ill make sure to give you tons of kisses when you get home” he moves the phone extremely close to his face, “you better, i’ve been deprived enough” you suddenly come up with an idea, “niki get closer to the camera” he lowly chuckles, “uhh okay” as he approaches to get closer you rush to quickly kiss the camera “there a kiss” he lets out a surprised laugh before saying, “wait i didn’t get to kiss you back”
🎯 TARGET: did bro just break into song
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @riki-is-my-bias @mivami08 @j-wyoung @nyfwyeonjun @luvtyunn @k1ttylvr @sunghoonsbeautymark @haechansbbg @clairecottenheart @yumilovesloona @hayleywaley @coolwitu @minjiversee @chaeugwi @mrchweeee @s00buwu @soobs-things @im-yn-suckers @rikislady @hyuzaa @lovrqis @reveriewons @neozon3nha
🎯 TARGET: hes js super shy, super shy 🎀
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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when niki also received a text from his manager stating that he was going to do a tiktok challenge for your new comeback “easy” he was ecstatic. of course he was nervous seeing that this would be the first time he would be speaking to you but it shouldn’t be too much of a problem, he is an extrovert after all.
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the next day went by quickly as he had you to look forward to seeing. he had just finished with vocal practice when he decided to wait earlier than told to just in case you came early; which would probably not be the case but he was too eager to wait any longer.
the clock was at 4:35pm as he entered the training room, number thirteen. he plopped himself down on the floor as he scrolled on his phone, not that it helped calm down his nerves though as minutes were seemingly to be going slower as he continuously checked the time.
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it wasn’t until 4:58pm when he finally heard a noise. the entire training room remained silent as he listened to the noise that seemed to be coming from the door. was it you? to his displeasure, it wasn’t. the door opened to reveal a staff members bringing in lighting, a phone stan and you. wait what? it is you!?
you walked in the room as you politely greeted the staff with a smile. you’re finally meeting the boy your friends said was supposedly starting at you, being truthful you were also little excited to. you finished your greetings and finally made eye contact with the person you came for in the first place. he stared at you up at down with a death glare before he bowed slightly as he maintained eye contact. weird..? you did the same, bowing normally before speaking, “um do you know the dance?” he stayed silent as he shook his head no. “oh haha thats no problem i can teach you” he agreed and you started teaching him the moves of the dance, after less than 5 minutes he already learned the segment of the dance impressive.
the two of you began filming and got the perfect video after three tries, ending the dance by doing a hand heart with eachother that was recommended by the staff. you thanked staff for the work and politely said your goodbyes (including to niki) and went back to work.
it wasn’t until you left that niki realized he didn’t say a word to you.
tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @riki-is-my-bias @mivami08 @j-wyoung @nyfwyeonjun @luvtyunn @k1ttylvr @sunghoonsbeautymark @haechansbbg @clairecottenheart @yumilovesloona @hayleywaley @coolwitu @minjiversee @chaeugwi @mrchweeee @s00buwu @soobs-things @im-yn-suckers @rikislady @hyuzaa @lovrqis @reveriewons @neozon3nha @hooniesgf @leaderwon @rikisgeef @armydrcamers @sunkislove @enhaz1 @gothgyuu @girlokarina @jiyeons-closet @baevsxii @erehkinnie30 @luchiet @evalevaeva @leep0ems @yizhoutv @miumiuisme @simjyunnie @vixialuvs @wonkisbbg @gweoriz @loviniki
HELP THIS HAD BEEN IN THE DRAFTS FOR A WHILEE sorry i didn’t post it oops 😅
🎯 TARGET: hate me - lil peep
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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they’re both insane ur honor 🫡
tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @riki-is-my-bias @mivami08 @j-wyoung @nyfwyeonjun @luvtyunn @k1ttylvr @sunghoonsbeautymark @haechansbbg @clairecottenheart @yumilovesloona @hayleywaley @coolwitu @minjiversee @chaeugwi @mrchweeee @s00buwu @soobs-things @im-yn-suckers @rikislady @hyuzaa @lovrqis @reveriewons @neozon3nha @hooniesgf @leaderwon @rikisgeef @armydrcamers @sunkislove @enhaz1 @gothgyuu @girlokarina @jiyeons-closet @baevsxii @erehkinnie30 @luchiet @evalevaeva @leep0ems @yizhoutv @miumiuisme @simjyunnie @vixialuvs @wonkisbbg @gweoriz @loviniki @jeongingf1 @jayujus @eleanorheartschishiya @givemeakith @akuspic
🎯 TARGET: (FLIP U SUNOO)
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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two posts in one day whatt 😇 (I LOVE SPRING BREAK !!)
tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @riki-is-my-bias @mivami08 @j-wyoung @nyfwyeonjun @luvtyunn @k1ttylvr @sunghoonsbeautymark @haechansbbg @clairecottenheart @yumilovesloona @hayleywaley @coolwitu @minjiversee @chaeugwi @mrchweeee @s00buwu @soobs-things @im-yn-suckers @rikislady @hyuzaa @lovrqis @reveriewons @neozon3nha @hooniesgf @leaderwon @rikisgeef @armydrcamers @sunkislove @enhaz1 @gothgyuu @girlokarina @jiyeons-closet @baevsxii @erehkinnie30 @luchiet @evalevaeva @leep0ems @yizhoutv @miumiuisme @simjyunnie @vixialuvs @wonkisbbg @gweoriz @loviniki @jeongingf1 @jayujus @eleanorheartschishiya @givemeakith @akuspic @aaasia111 @wanderers-archive
🎯 TARGET: did… i??? just… rizz him up??
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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ignore the time stamps 😞
tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @j-wyoung @nyfwyeonjun @luvtyunn @k1ttylvr @haechansbbg @clairecottenheart @yumilovesloona @hayleywaley @coolwitu @minjiversee @chaeugwi @mrchweeee @s00buwu @soobs-things @im-yn-suckers @rikislady @hyuzaa @lovrqis @reveriewons @neozon3nha @hooniesgf @leaderwon @rikisgeef @armydrcamers @sunkislove @enhaz1 @gothgyuu @girlokarina @jiyeons-closet @baevsxii @erehkinnie30 @luchiet @evalevaeva @leep0ems @yizhoutv @simjyunnie @vixialuvs @wonkisbbg @gweoriz @jayujus @eleanorheartschishiya @akuspic @aaasia111 @wanderers-archive @blurryriki @ilyjxdz
🎯 TARGET: alpha male
synopsis: y/n thinks, “he hates me” but thats not the case at all. niki is head over heels for the girl so why does he stare at her like he wants to kill her???
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FINALLY AN UPDATE WHO ELSE CHEERED 😭😭
tags: @rikibun @sakiimeo @j-wyoung @nyfwyeonjun @luvtyunn @k1ttylvr @haechansbbg @clairecottenheart @yumilovesloona @hayleywaley @coolwitu @minjiversee @chaeugwi @mrchweeee @s00buwu @soobs-things @im-yn-suckers @rikislady @hyuzaa @lovrqis @reveriewons @neozon3nha @hooniesgf @leaderwon @rikisgeef @chappellraon @sunkislove @enhaz1 @gothgyuu @girlokarina @jiyeons-closet @baevsxii @erehkinnie30 @luchiet @evalevaeva @leep0ems @yizhoutv @simjyunnie @vixialuvs @minhypenreblogs @gweoriz @jayujus @eleanorheartschishiya @akuspic @aaa-sia @wanderers-archive @blurryriki @ilyjxdz @nishislcve @sleepdeprivedline
RANDOM BF NIKI TEXTS !
WARNINGS: bullying, kms jokes, cursing, niki calls reader emo
A/N: MISSED MY NIKI TEXTS this is so rushed i apologize 😓
perm tags: @skittlez-area512 @aaa-sia @nishislcve
HUG ME TIGHT - nishimura riki
🎵: listen to hug me tight by heo hoy kyung while reading
genre: fluff, established relationship
laying in the comfort of your own bed late at night as you listened to the soft sound of music that played on your phone as niki laid beside you, no words had been spoken in the darkly lit room in over an hour yet it didn’t feel uncomfortable at all, both feeling peaceful in the warm silence. ballad after ballad played until a specific song that you had sent niki began playing. he hummed along to the sweet melody recalling the memory of you sending him your playlist and him taking the time to carefully memorize each and every one.
“do you listen to that playlist every night? i’ve been hearing those songs on repeat..” jungwon had originally opened the door to niki’s bedroom to explain to him to sleep early because they had early schedules in the morning but instead ended up questioning him about soft music thats been playing for several hours. niki concealed the urge to smile like an idiot before nodding, “yeah, what about it?” jungwon gave him a playful scoff, “whatever, just go to sleep okay? and turn it off im tired of hearing those songs over and over again.” niki nodded even though he knew he wasn’t gonna do that. jungwon will live and how could he not have it on repeat? it was a mix of your favorite songs and one thing about niki is that he will do anything if it meant learning more about your favorite things simply because he enjoyed doing it. its not like you even had the same music taste either, honestly it was quite different but he’s delighted to learn even the smallest things about you, blinded by love and wanting to consume everything about you down to the slightest details.
you smiled softly as you turned to look at him with hooded eyes, “you like this song?” he lightly chuckled and nodded, “of course i do, i like it because you like it”
perm tags: @skittlez-area512 @aaa-sia @nishislcve
NISHIMURA RIKI - random ass texts
warnings: cursing, teasing
A/N: shady’s back with 4 am texts 💁♂️ (ignore the read receipts….) HEHEH YAY back w bf niki texts!!
˵꒱ 𖥔 STUDY WITH NIKI
. . . 𝒮ummary🌺] ‧₊˚ ⋅ how would study with niki belike? ‧₊˚ ⋅ drabbles ❀ 678
𝓟airing , niki x fame reader 西村 力 ── fluff, crack, high school au 🗯 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ✦ riki's jokes, upcoming exam, war of words
(𝓚im's 𝓝otez ./. ) Hi so, my first niki fic!! (finally, I finish it😭) it's been a while since i write tho. hope you enjoy!!
[ ( reblogs + feedback is appriciated ) . ୨୧ . 𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔢 ]
"Oh my god, Riki can you just...focus for a sec? Thank god I still have some patience left." You said, anger evident in your voice. You were frustated with Riki's ignorant and careless attitude, especially since your upcoming exam is approaching.
This exam is important to you, as it would determine your scholarship. That's why, you had no choice but to ask Riki for help with your studies.
"Shhh, don't disturb me. I need to focus. I just ranked up to level 10. Give a minute and I'll finish this up." he replied, eyes glued to the phone. You knew asking this guy for help is not a good idea. He was completely engrossed in his game! You wished you could be more like him, effortlessly staying at the top of class without stessing your brain out.
"Done." he announced, waking you from your reverie. "Finally." you exhaled a deep sigh of relief. "Which part you don't understand?" Riki asked, picking up your notebook and scanning the page. Suddenly, a wave of sensation rushed through you, causing your stomach to swirl in an inexplicable dance. To calm your nerves, you accidentally snatch your notebook from Riki's hand, causing him to look at you with confusion in his eyes.
"Okay dude, chill out. I'm not snooping on your secret about you crushing on some guys. I'm just checking your notes. Nothing to worry about. Rest assured, your secrets is safe with me." he winks.
"Shut up." you coldly said, glaring at him like he does something so illegal. "Okay. I will." Riki replied, playfully zippping his mouth shut and raising his hands in mock surrender as he play along with the situation. You just rolled your eyes at him.
"How to solve this?" you asked Riki, but as the seconds ticked by in silence, no response came from him. Confused you called out his name. "Hello? earth to Riki." You said, still no response. Frustated, you removed your gaze from your book to look at Riki, only to find him already staring back at you. You raised an eyebrow, silently questioning him for his behaviour.
"You told me to shut up so I stay silent." he retorted. You fought the strong urge to punch his good-looking face, but being in public made you hold back, so you forced yourself to let it slide. Gritting your teeth, you forced out the words, "You may speak now."
"Thanks. So where were we?" he asked as he perused the question. "Here." you answered, pointing to the question you'd been asking him to help you solve earlier. Riki's eyes followed the direction of your finger pointing at, and couldn't help but notice how neat your notes are. The way you organize it, highlighting the important things, he found it really cute. Suddenly, he feel guilty for his attitude towards you earlier. He should just help you instead wasting his time playing games.
"Easy. Let the best teaches you." he jokingly said. You rolled your eyes at him but instead feeling anger, you found yourself giggling to his jokes. "So Mr. Smartass, work your magic." you replied.
As the daylight start to fade in, you finished your work completely. Letting out a weary sigh, you stretched your arms and attempted to loosen your tensed muscles."Ughhh..." you groaned.
"Already stressing out? I guess even simple things give you trouble." he mockingly said. "Lucky you to have a brain that actually functions." you shot back. Surprisingly, instead of escalating the argument, he softly responded, "You're amazing Y/N. Even without me, you can ace this exam." A brief flutter in your heart betrayed your composure. You don't know why did you feel like this. Is it because the way he compliment you or is it something else? God, you need to stop thinking like this. Or maybe, you will end up fainting here.
"But can't beat the real ace." your voice came out pretty calm despite your internal nervousness. "Perhaps someday you'll beat me. But for now, the first place is mine."
"I will hold on to the promise." you affirmed, a smile tugging at Riki's lips. You smiled back as you bid farewell to Riki and went your separate ways.
© 2024, amorek1m 💌 perm tl . ღ @icyy-hoon @luvvknowle
a/n . . . taglist are open for my upcoming fic! :)
Genre:Fluff
After the rain, when everything was again calm, riki and I went to this little bakery where Jay and jungwon worked. Riki gave me a cheese puff to eat, he was so cute:( his face was so close to mine. He was really really pretty, and his baby soft skin felt like feathers under my hand. He was smiling and giggling the whole time. He ordered our favourite snacks and we went back to our apartment. Sitting near the tv there was still a light pitter patter of rain, the earthy smell, the cloudy weather, plants in our living room, the plushies, our kitten, a cozy blanket, sitting on the couch with my legs on top of riki's lap, while having our favourite croissant and pastries, this was all I could ask for.....
THE PREMONITION OF LOVE ⸺ RIKI NISHIMURA
genres! fluff, implied enemies to lovers, soul mate au, bad boy x good girl, high school au
word count! 2323
warnings! minor profanity, mention of underwear but nothing weird I promise
synopsis! in which you once again find yourself in detention with the school’s most notorious bad boy and things soon take a turn for the worst… or maybe not
link! pt. 1 (koi no yokan)
author’s note! I rewrote this a couple times and I’m pretty satisfied with this version so I hope the ppl who asked for pt. 2 aren’t disappointed 😭🙏🏽
“I can’t believe I’m in trouble again because of you,” you fumed, harshly sweeping the broom across the hardwood floor of the classroom, minuscules of dust particles flying into the dustpan as Niki held it in place for you.
The rangy boy rotates his eyes at your dramatics, “Don’t blame me for your violent tendencies, you lowlife criminal.”
You halt your actions upon hearing his choice of words; the same insult you used against him a few weeks ago in this very room, since then the boy had been relentlessly teasing you throughout the days, eventually sending you into a fit of rage, causing you to hurl a newly sharpened pencil his way, but of course, the agile troublemaker was able to swiftly dodge your attack, ultimately leading to the yellow-coated stick of graphite to strike another student.
You weren’t sure of Niki’s reason for being here but due to his reputation of being a devil-child, you weren’t surprised to see him serving after-school detention.
Your eye twitched in irritation at his smug expression, clearly proud of himself for always being able to get a reaction out of you, he seemed to find solace in getting under your skin.
You kiss your teeth in annoyance before going back to cleaning just as the principal had ordered, “Whatever. Let’s just get through this detention and never speak to each other again.”
Niki smirks at your proposition, finding it bodacious how you habitually attempted to boss him around despite his notorious reputation for being formidable, it’s what made you incontrovertibly interesting, why he was so drawn to you despite the fact you were two worlds apart.
He knows he shouldn’t, people like you and him don’t associate with each other, but he can’t help himself, it’s as though a cosmic force lives inside you and it’s pulling him in against his will—albeit he doesn’t particularly find himself resisting in the first place.
“No thanks, I’m good,” he simpered, looking pleased with himself.
His artificial smile leaves you breathing fire as you drop the broomstick with a huff, narrowed eyes glowing with malevolence, “And why not?”
“Hmm…” Niki furrows his eyebrows comically, eyes darting around the room while pursing his lips, pretending to ponder your question before responding, “Because I don’t want to.”
“Besides you should be glad I’m here to help, Miss President,” he continues, “this is a pretty big classroom. How is your little self supposed to take on this big mess all by yourself?”
“And what about these desks?” He walks over to one of the desks, gliding his slender fingers over the wooden surface before gripping the sides. “Won’t you need a big strong man to carry them for you?” He continues his condescending act with a sneer.
In one swift movement, the bottom of your shoe meets the edge of the desk in a vigorous kick, the piece of furniture slamming into his knees, causing the boy to hunch over in pain, hands rubbing them to soothe the twinge.
“Don’t patronize me, Nishimura,” you seethe.
He glares at you in return, regaining his composure. “Do you always have to be so stuck up?”
“Watch your mouth.”
“You first,” he shoots back.
The animosity in the room thickens with each passing second you and Niki shoot daggers into each other's eyes, neither of you willing to let up.
Until you hear a faint click of the door, a sudden sense of impending doom settles in your gut, and Niki seems to share the same intuition as your eyes widen, both of you frantically rushing towards the door.
You reach for the knob and it’s just as you dreaded; it’s jammed, the elderly janitor on the other side is oblivious to the muffled banging and shouting behind the door, happily whistling along to “Secret Garden” by IU as he continues to prance his way down the halls.
“Hey! We’re still in here!”
“Open the fucking door, you prick!”
As unlikely as it seemed—maybe not that unlikely, it was you who made the latter statement causing Niki to raise an eyebrow at you with a tilt of his head, “I thought I was supposed to be the bad one here.”
“Shut up, Nishimura,” you grumble, kicking his shin, but Niki won't take that from you a second time.
He takes advantage of his strength to grab your wrists, pinning them against the wall on either side of your head, and even in his angry outburst he reminds himself he's still a man, careful not to use his full vigor on you, after all his goal wasn't to scare you, but to assert his dominance.
“Are you done?” he interrogates, his usual mischievous and playful aura now replaced with sternness.
You attempt to break free from his restricting hands before giving in to the thought of having to answer to him but it was of no avail, his grasp like iron.
“Answer me,” he demands, jaw clenching at your silence.
You roll your eyes still not meeting his harsh gaze, “Yes, now can you let me go?”
Niki might have granted your wish had you asked politely, but it was clear he wasn't satisfied with your tone of voice, his hold on your wrists staying firm, and he decided to command something he knew you'd hate, “Say please.”
You scoff as you finally meet his eyes, opening your mouth to retort but the grim expression on his face makes you decide otherwise, You swallow your pride and it feels like acid down your throat, “Please.”
And just like that, he’s back to his usual abysmal self, a smug smirk plastered on his peachy-pink lips whilst he realises you, petting your head as a form of damage control which surprisingly seemed to work because you make no move to swat his hand away, although you still curse him under your breath.
Almost an hour passed with occasional bickering from you and Niki as you continued cleaning the classroom followed by small gaps of comfortable silence until you finally completed the task, allowing yourselves to rest.
You don’t comment on the fact he chooses to sit right behind you once again, assuming he’s only doing it to annoy you.
“I wonder what time it is, it looks like it’s getting kinda late.” You say, gazing out the window at the dusk sky, the sun beginning to set below the horizon painting the vast atmosphere in a calming blue fading into a deep golden decorated with white clouds.
“Just go to sleep, they’ll find us in the morning,” he remarks, before using his forearms as a cushion for putting his head down on the desk.
You nod in agreement, chin resting in the palm of your hand, eyelids heavy as you feel yourself drifting off into dreamland.
Wait.
Your eyes widen in realization, quickly whipping around to face the sleeping boy, roughly grabbing onto his arm and jolting him awake, “It’s Friday!”
The irritated scowl on his face dissipates at your initial action when he registers your words, his expression now mocking your own, “Oh shit.”
You cross your arms over your chest, tapping a foot impatiently, “Geez, Nishimura. What happened to your tough-guy act earlier? You can’t even open a goddam window.”
For the past ten minutes, the poor boy had been struggling to open the classroom window and your nagging certainly wasn’t helping his frustrated state, he ceased his movements with a heavy sigh, eyeing you from his peripheral vision, “Should we use your head instead? I bet it’s as hard as a rock, we could bust this thing open in no time,” he responds, tapping the knuckle of his middle finger against the cold glass.
You refrain from smacking the back of his head, “Just get out of my way, you imbecile.” You retort, shoving him backward with your shoulder as you step forward, upon further inspection of the framed translucent aperture you find an aluminum screw lock, with a roll of your eyes you twist it, removing the small object from the tracks and opening the window.
You turn back to the boy standing behind you, knee slightly bent as a hand rests on your hip, a proud smirk donning your lips, “Shouldn't you show me a little gratitude, Nishimura?”
Niki remained poker-faced, grumbling out a “Thanks” and stepped onto the window sill in a crouched position, jumping off in a fleet-footed method.
“Holy shit,” you lean your upper body out the window, palms resting on the sill, checking if the gremlin was still alive after his reckless act.
You breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of him staring up at the window, “What are you? An old lady? Hurry up.”
You zeroed in on the height with a thick gulp, a sensation of vertigo beginning to linger and it only grows more intense the longer you look down, “It's fine, don't wait for me.”
Niki sighed and gestured up at the pale moon contrasting the navy blue sky, “It's dark out. I can't let you walk home by yourself, it's not safe.”
If it wasn't for your loss of equilibrium, you might have been appreciative of his solicitude, howbeit in this predicament you can't seem to focus on anything else.
He stays silent for a moment, taking in your expression, and then it dawns on him, you have a fear of heights.
Instead of teasing you like you fully expected he would, he opts for a more sympathetic approach, “Just look at me, ok? Don't focus on what’s scaring you.”
You scoff, “I'm not scared, what the hell are you talking about? I'm just waiting for you to move out of my way.”
The boy sighs in vexation at your stubbornness, doing his best to maintain his benevolent tactic, “I’ll catch you, just jump and I'll handle the rest.”
You bite at your bottom lip, an obvious sign of your timorous feelings, and Niki implores you further, “Look, I know we aren't exactly the nicest to each other but that doesn't mean I'm out to hurt you.”
Your eyes surveyed him, having an internal battle with yourself about whether you should have faith in the brown-haired boy or not.
“It's ok, you can trust me,” he coaxed.
“Fine.” You huff, stepping on the window sill in a crouched position. “Just don't look under my skirt.”
Niki only responds with a shrug which slightly concerns you but you decide to ignore it for the time being, you take a deep breath, scanning the distance between you and the ground once more.
“Hey, what'd I say?” He reminds you gently, “only look at me.”
And you do, forcing your eyes away from the patterned concrete and only keeping your sights on him, you let yourself fall, your body feeling weightless in mid-air as you wait for his arms to catch you, and they do.
His arms circle tightly around your midriff, and your arms wrap around his neck in return, the tips of your shoes just barely hovering above the ground, his foot slightly lifting causing him to stumble backward a bit but thankfully he's able to balance himself, adrenaline coursing through both your veins as you let out chuckles of relief, gaping at each other.
Your breathing evens after a couple of seconds but Niki still hasn't let you out of his embrace, the novelty of the situation creating a stark contrast to your usual deep-seated aversion towards each other with the way your gazes soften subsequent to your eyes locking.
He'd never looked at you like this before and you aforementioned him, this tension was different, even from the tensity a few weeks ago when you landed right on top of him, you fixated on the windows to his soul, their deep brown seemed more balmy now, like a cool summer night when the weather wasn't too hot and not too cold, just pleasantly warm.
You suddenly thought of a phrase your grandmother would often say, mostly when talking about how she met your grandfather; koi no yokan.
“What’s that?” your eight-year-old self asked, eyes gleaming in curiosity.
Her lips curl in a tender smile, “It's the premonition of love. You'll feel it one day when you meet your soulmate, you won't love them right away but something in your heart will tell you that’s the person you're supposed to love for the rest of your life.”
You snap out of your reverie when Niki sets you down, patting your shoulder, “Next time I'll have to push you out.”
You roughly place your hand on his shoulder as a counter, “I’ll take you down with me, Nishimura.”
He chuckles and ruffles your hair, “Whatever, nerd. Let's go, I still gotta get you home safe.”
“And I gotta make sure you can read the street signs,” you quip as you begin walking alongside him.
Niki gives you a light shove on the shoulder which you return, and he shoves you again only this time the pad of his index finger meets your forehead causing you to nearly fall over but he's quick to clutch your upper arm, ceasing your fall, and you both laugh.
Even so, you can't help but psychologize your peculiar relationship with the boy, Riki Nishimura was the most beautiful, complicated thing. He was the genesis of your ire and ataraxy, he made you laugh when you didn’t want to, and he made you emotional even though you were well-known for your stoicism, you wanted to punch him and at the same time you wanted to understand him, you hated being around him but your heart skipped a beat whenever he got too close, he was your paradox.
Riki Nishimura was your koi no yokan and as he walked you home that night, you were both blissfully unaware of the Red thread of fate that interweaved your souls together for an eternity, tied around your pinkies in adamantine knots.
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MIDNIGHT KISSES ⸺ RIKI NISHIMURA
genres! fluff, best friends to lovers, bad boy x good girl, high school au
word count! 808
warnings! mention of fight, blood and bruises, minor profanity
playlist! white ferrari by frank ocean
synopsis! in which riki seeks solace in your lips in the dead of night
“Let me guess, I should ‘see the other guy’?” you quip in a low voice, disappointment laced in your tone as you gently dab at the cut above your best friend's eyebrow with a gauze pad soaked in saline solution.
Riki lets out a quiet laugh, “Yeah, something like that. Just know I kicked his ass.”
You don't laugh with him, you didn't like it when Riki talked like that, despite what people said about him he wasn't some reckless delinquent who acted out because he wanted to look cool.
Riki had his reasons why he did the things he did, you understood that better than anyone being as close to him as you were, but it didn't mean you would co-sign his behavior either.
You knew you couldn't stop him though, that's just the way he was, always fighting for what’s right even if it got him in trouble in the end, even so, you suppose that's what you loved about him the most, his instinct to protect.
He made you feel safe and you surmise he felt the same with you seeing as how he crawled through your bedroom window on nights he sustained injuries and sought out solace in your delicate touch treating his wounds.
You don't miss the small flash of anger in his eyes and the slight clench of his jaw and fist at the mention of the fight, you pause your movements, “He said something about me didn't he?”
The blue glow in your room from your projector casts a subtle gleam in his deep brown eyes and you swear they look like stars, in that moment if any man were to promise you all the incandescent spheres in the night sky, you would tell him there’s no need because you'd already found them in Riki’s eyes.
He doesn't answer your question, which tells you the other boy did indeed make an inappropriate comment about you, and he’s glad the music playing lowly on his phone fills the silence.
Riki sighs, resting his head against the side of your mattress from his sitting position on the floor as you toss the blood-stained gauze into the mini trashcan and grab a new one, he watches intently while you soak it in saline, and begin to bring it to the bridge of his nose.
His long fingers curl around your wrist in a gentle grasp, stopping you mid-way, his eyes never once leaving your face, with his free hand he tucks your hair behind your ear before cupping your cheek, his thumb caressing the apple of it, “Let me kiss you.”
His deep voice speaks in a desire-filled whisper and you find yourself leaning into his touch, your lips grazing the inside of his wrist, “Riki,” you say softly, but no other words follow.
His grip becomes slightly tighter as he slides his fingers into your hair, slowly tugging you closer by your nape, “Please.”
You don't know what to say, a part of you finally wants to give in to Riki after spending so many years running away from this, and another part wants to turn away and deny you are in love with the boy.
You were both still in high school and the chances of your love being real were low, resulting in you adopting a habit of undermining not only yours but also Riki’s feelings.
But no matter how many times you pushed him away Riki cared for you still and forever will, always telling you that was his part of the deal.
Each day of the years you had spent with him he was nothing short of kind-hearted toward you and you know that must've made you someone very special in Riki’s books.
“Ok,” you breathe out as you lean in closer until your lips connect in a sweet kiss, the taste of his strawberry chapstick seeping into your mouth while your lips move in sync.
His bruised hand holding your nape tugs your hair lightly to pull you away from his plump lips before letting go of your wrist he still held and your soft strands.
He grabs you by the waist, hauling you over him like you weigh nothing so you're straddling his legs eliciting a gasp from you, your hands falling on his shoulders to balance yourself.
“Riki, I still have to clean-” you speak in a hushed tone slightly out of breath, your heart beating erratically.
“Shut up,” he cuts through your words in a quick whisper, cupping both your cheeks and practically yanking you down into a kiss once more, this time with more fervor.
The heat of your mouth on his warms his cold body from his venture to your house on a frigid December night, and in spite of the throbbing pain in his hands and face Riki wouldn’t change a damn thing.
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Let’s work together
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paring: coworker!riki! x coworker!reader!
summary: yn never gave riki a chance due to a bad first impression. but one day when he sticks up for her when harassed by a customer, perhaps yn has a change of heart?
warnings: cussing, mentions of assault, sexual harassment, mentions of violence
a/n: hey y’all, this is my first smau and fanfic, so please go easy on me… also updates might be slow..
status! - ongoing!
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yn’s goons | riki and the boys
chapter 1: here we go again
chapter 2: all in favor of disowning jake say ‘i’
chapter 3: how does it feel to be wrong
chapter 4: j, i love you, but kindly stfu
chapter 5: HEESEUNG YOU WHAT??
chapter 6: count your days bud
chapter 7: damn, imagine feeling special (written part!)
chapter 8: back to square one
chapter 9: talk to me please
chapter 10: riki to the rescue (written!)
chapter 11: explain yourself
chapter 12: we cooley-o
chapter 13: trust issues
chapter 14: how dare you be so fucking cute??
chapter 15: no way
chapter 16: sebin’s wise era
chapter 17: oh the mystery
chapter 18: riki, it’s time to grow some balls
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