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With Love, Jay

pairing: guitarist!Jay x violinist!fem-reader

synopsis: Who knew young love could be so alarmingly disarming? Your new neighbor had you before a hello, his cute smile and charming first impression; you were doomed from the start. But what happens when it’s not your attention he was playing for? Will your efforts to make things work fall short or would they have him falling instead?

w/c: 14.7k 

warnings: one sided pining, ANGST….,but a happy ending, jay annoying, Y/N is too nice </3, other than that there’s nothing! lmk if i’m missing something!

a/n: okayyyyy those requested this Jay best friend to lovers AU with a lot of angst…. this for you. i wasn’t sure how to feel about this since i’m not super confident in my angst but nonetheless please and enjoy and can you guess who’s the next installment in the series ? :* likes and reblogs are encouraged! 

happy readings! - With Love Series

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Its been three years. You need to let jopping go

Jop off

— what's your favorite word?

synopsis: nishimura riki doesn’t like words like ‘love’ because they're too confusing, but you may be able to change that.

pairing: riki x gn!reader

word count: 1.1k

genre: coming of age, friends to lovers, fluff

warnings: lame attempt at poetry, vv cliché

authors note: this is for my lovely valentine @rubysluvbot <3 thank you for being such a wonderful girlfriend, you've taught me a lot within the time we've been together. i really appreciate the effort you put into us, and i'm so grateful to have you :( i love youuuu !! ur amazing mwah.

‘happy’ was nishimura rikis favorite word. he liked feeling happy.

he liked seeing his friends, he liked when his mom made his favorite food for dinner, he liked when he could step out to a sunny day. it made him happy.

he liked the way your laugh was contagious, and how his eyes lit up when yours did, how you two could talk about anything and everything for hours. he liked how well you got along with his other friends, how you would treat him out to his favorite dinner, when he feels every day is sunny when he’s with you.

somehow, before he realizes it, nishimura riki associates the word ‘happy’ with you.

he likes the way he feels around you. he likes the way you make him happy.

‘love’ was a word most foreign to nishimura riki.

he can’t recall if he’s ever felt it. if he has, it must’ve been for his mother. he doesn’t get it when couples say “i love you” to each other. what did that even mean?

he liked the word happy. not euphoric, elated, ecstatic, blissful, or any other synonym. happy was simple, those words were not. nishimura riki didn’t like words that were too complex. the word ‘love’ was too complex for nishimura riki.

nishimura riki is used to liking you. he’s liked you for a long time, and he seems to like a lot of things about you.

which is why he’s now confused that he starts realizing he might like you a little too much.

nishimura riki isn’t used to loving you. and this feeling is far too complex for his liking. he doesn’t like this feeling. yet, he can’t stop himself from liking you like this.

he’s not sure how you can make him so happy, yet confuse him when he’s forced to confront his feelings all at the same time.

riki compares you to nature.

yesterday, you felt like lightning to him. intriguing and mysterious. you snuck in quietly, but caused a bright flash in his life. you make him feel like thunder. you make his mind collide with his heart, constantly colliding with one another. you made him loud, yet dark. yesterday, you felt like lightning because yesterday he realized he loves you, before he even knew what love meant to him.

today, you feel like a rainstorm. now that he’s realized, he can’t seem to get it out of his head. you’re raining over him mercilessly. for some reason, the rain felt nice. it was rough and relentless on the outside, but once it hit his skin, it melted against him. it was cool, and calming. it was gentle, and kind.

riki thinks you’re beautiful and unexpected – just like nature.

to riki, you’re a walking juxtaposition. opposites that just fit together.

he feels nervous around you. his heart races picks up, and he uncharacteristically stumbles over his words. he feels peaceful with you. you bring him a needed sense of comfort, and when you smile, he finds all his worries dissolving into nothing.

you make him feel everything he could feel, maybe even more. you make him feel, and feel, and feel, until it feels like he can’t feel at all anymore. you overwhelm him in the best way possible.

once again, he finds himself being happy at the way you confuse him. something he never thought was possible before he met you.

he finds himself on clouds when you take his hands in yours. everything about the simple action has him flustered, stuttering all over the place. his sentences stop making sense. everything about this feeling makes sense.

today, riki thinks you resemble a light breeze. soft, and kind. all of your expressions lift his negative emotions, one by one. you feel gentle on his face.

he loves weather like this. it’s when he can admire you best.

“what makes you happy?” riki asks out of the blue.

“being with riki.” you answer simply.

“oh. being with you also makes me happy.” he responds shortly.

holding your hand feels different suddenly. it feels heavier, like there’s some hidden weight to it.

and now his heart feels heavier yet lighter at the same time as well. he wonders how very intangible things such as feelings can have such an affect on his physical body. he wonders if you’ve hacked into his heart, and coded yourself into it.

he jots down notes as his teacher talks about metaphors. he’s an expert at this, already. he knows because when he says you’re a flower, he’s really saying you’re beautiful. he knows when he says there’s a tornado within himself, he means he’s helplessly in love with you. he’s well versed in metaphors. maybe it’s easier than he thought it was. it doesn’t feel so complex anymore.

“what is happiness?” you ask riki out of the blue.

“why do you ask?”

“the other day, you asked me what makes me happy. i thought about it. what even is happiness.”

“you didn’t have to think about it when you answered that it was me.”

“can it really be that simple?”

“why can’t it?”

he thinks about what you said when he’s alone. was it really that simple? would it be bad if it wasn’t? why did anything need to be simple to be understood, anyways?

love wasn’t simple, but he understands. he understands because loves you, and that teaches him all he needs to know about it. he looks for the simple answers to the hard questions. there may be thousands of different definitions of love, but the only one he needed was you. that was his favorite definition for ‘love.’

coincidentally, you also happened to be his favorite definition for ‘happiness.’

and all of this seemed all too simple suddenly. there was only one way to confront his revelation. it was the simplest way.

“you make me happy. you are my happiness.” he says without looking at you.

“is that your answer? when i asked you what happiness was?” he nods. “i like that definition. mine’s similar.”

“what’s yours?”

“nishimura riki.”

your hand in his no longer feels heavy, as if it’s full of uncertainty of what’s to come. your hand feels like it always does. you feel the same way about his hands. you feel the same way about him. the weather must be nice today.

“i must be in love with you.” you finally take a moment to observe your own feelings towards the boy.

“that’s really good, because i’m in love with you too.”

it’s hard to pick a favorite word. every word means you to him now, his mind easily blurring everything into a perfect image of your smile.

ultimately, he chooses the word that brought you two together.

that’s how ‘love’ became nishimura riki's new favorite word.

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shoot! －nishimura riki.

－synopsis: number one rule of having online friends: don’t fall in love with them. but after one year of being friends with cheolsoo, someone you met while playing co-op with in genshin, the little fluttering feeling in your stomach every time he texts you is too hard to ignore. so, after a year of talking and being friends, you and cheolsoo finally decide to meet - but then you realise that “cheolsoo” is actually nishimura riki, a famous kpop idol. so now, you have to deal with having the fattest crush on someone you basically don’t even know. shoot. －genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, crack, fluff, smau + some written chapters －pairing: idol!riki x fem!reader －warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps －authors note:  new smau!😈😈😈 was listening to shoot! from gp999 while writing the plot hence the title 👍👍  － release date: november 24th. －taglist is (CLOSED)

PROFILES: one / two

ONE ― mate ur fucked TWO ― wait a minute  THREE ― cheol… FOUR ― billy and poco  FIVE ― naur SIX ― eshay bah SEVEN ― another day another slay EIGHT ― is genshin impact a dating app  NINE ― shitting bricks rn TEN ― stomach bug ELEVEN ― im illiterate  TWELVE ― ur guac baby girl 😹 THIRTEEN ― absolutely yes!!!!!! FOURTEEN ― my boyfriend ?! FIFTEEN ― couple of the year  SIXTEEN ― cute as hell SEVENTEEN ― plushies  EIGHTEEN ― what award ?? NINETEEN ― genshin uid  TWENTY ― dunk my head into the toilet bowl TWENTY ONE ― u kinda look like my boyfriend  TWENTY TWO ― dispatch ?? more like disnutz 

SPECIAL CHAPTER: rikiyn shenanigans

STATUS: complete!

[ time stamp: 5:57pm — sim jaeyun ]

a late happy birthday to my favorite aussie boy :)

— ♡

“layla!” you yell, beckoning the lively golden retriever to follow you as you run across a sunset-lit meadow. you affectionately pat layla’s head when she catches up with you, letting out a little huff when she jumps up on you and accidentally knocks you down with her previous momentum. 

jake laughs at you two from afar, sitting comfortably on the green plaid blanket you both had set onto the grass for your picnic. he smiles in adoration, loving that the two most important girls in his life get along so incredibly well. when you turn your head towards the setting sun and smile as layla licks your cheeks playfully, jake’s oxygen gets caught in his lungs; he can’t believe how beautiful you are. 

finally deciding that he’s jealous of the amount of time you’re spending with layla instead of him, he gets up and strides over to where you and his precious golden retriever lie in the tall grass. sensing his movements, layla looks behind her and bounds over to jake, momentarily leaving your side and giving you enough time to get onto your feet. as you dust the back of your jeans clean, jake ruffles layla’s fur and leans down to give her a kiss on the head. he looks up from his spot and takes in the way the light is hitting your cheeks, the soft curve of your nose, and the way your lips pull up into a bright yet questioning smile when you notice him staring at you and he falls in love with you all over again. 

“what?” you ask him, jokingly raising your eyebrows and squinting your eyes.

he laughs. “nothing, nothing at all.”

you roll your eyes at his answer and take his hand to tug him back to where you had situated your blanket and picnic basket; your food was getting cold and your drinks getting warm. “come on! i can basically taste the grilled cheese sandwiches i made earlier. and see! even layla is hungry, look at her.” the golden retriever in question barks in agreement, invoking a hearty laugh from the brunet boy. 

“okay, okay,” jake says, letting you pull him back to where he had been sitting previously. when you both take a seat next to each other, you let layla place her head in your lap and let jake wrap his arm around your waist securely. 

pulling out two grilled cheese sandwiches and a little snack for layla, you three watch the sun set into the horizon. or at least you and layla do, jake is too busy watching you to notice how far the sun had dipped below the outstretched sea.

[1:54] you sit by yourself in the convenient store as the sun began to set in front of you. just like everyday you woke up at six a.m and got ready, just like everyday you did your assignments in class and kept your grades up, just like everyday you rode the bus to the small corner store that you worked at. yet this day to be exact, felt different from the others. the instant ramen in front of you was halfway empty and the plastic bottle of juice unopened. as you leaned in for another bite, the sound of the door bell echoed throughout the small building. a rather tall boy with blonde hair and a similar school uniform that you wore everyday. you both make eye contact, the uncomfortable silence was too much to bear so the boy decided to start talking. “hi i came to apply for a job the other day…” he trailed his eyes down to a small part of the table. “what’s your name?” “ni-ki.” you gave him a small yet friendly smile, “i’m y/n, nice to meet you. i like your hair.” the shy boy trailed his eyes back up to your face, returning the smile.

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lee heeseung (이희승)

cliché by @en-core-z

perfect mismatch by @jhanleanne

re-feel by @yougeans

first love by @sthinqsz

what happend to lee heeseung? by @osakisho

hate that by @heesplanet

jay park (박종성)

secret match by @jhanleanne

backstage by @noididea

blue hour by @enhasfever

chef in session by @haechanhues

still into you by @junkyu-luvr

are you blackmailing me? by @liliansun

love letter? by @tqmies

we were friends once by @haechanhues

through the waves by @lovetalkhoe

convenience store fling by @jeonginshq

sim jake (심재윤)

fancy you by @nichiverse

online by @aeningx

love? love! fighting!! by @theebaragi

the world's a little blurry by @0x1lovebot

whipped by @angxlsj-wi

to the bone by @lovingjaeyun

we were friends once by @haechanhues

through the waves by @lovetalkhoe

convenience store fling by @jeonginshq

park sunghoon (박성훈)

it can't be that bad by @vilenishis

so.. what are you saying? by @hakuyeo

you can do it! by @sa1k1

latte by @enhypenisnotforsale

dreaming of you by @tqmies

we were friends once by @haechanhues

through the waves by @lovetalkhoe

convenience store fling by @jeonginshq

kim sunoo (김선우)

attention please! by @nikihoon

for me by @linoragi

catfisher by @wonwoosh

yang jungwon (양정원)

perhaps love by @m1ng-how

mystery player by @odxrilove

these childish feelings by @heuningkai-hour

lets fall in love by @yeoforce

confession cafe by @nikihoon

the language of flowers by @soobnny

nishimura riki (西村リキ)

project binki by @beom1e

catfisher by @wonwoosh

forget me not by @enhypenisnotforsale

breaking me into two by @emeraldenha

daft pretty boys by @enhyqenn

a whisker away by @sthinqsz

scaredy cat by @meijiamikas

blooming love by @heuningkai-hour

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❄ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: hwang hyunjin x fem!reader

❄ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: soulmate au, strangers to lovers au, fluff, lowkey crack

❄ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: You live your whole life with a soulmate tattoo engraved into your arm, huffing in annoyance every time you see it, not even wanting to meet the one, because just by looking at it, you already know your destined partner is going to be a pain in the ass. But what happens on Taeyong’s annual Christmas party changes everything. 

❄ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: swearing, mentions of alcohol

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Sunshine

—nishimura riki

PAIRING ▸ riki x reader

GENRE ▸ fluff, enemies to lovers, comedy

SUMMARY ▸ When Riki’s prank leads to the both of you having after school detention, he insists on walking you home

WORDCOUNT ▸ 2.422K

DISCLAIMERS & TAGS ▸ fem!reader, mild-strong language, written in 2nd person, lots of bickering, pranks and revenges, cringe nicknames and neoduri with— with spammm

"Nishimura get back here you bastard!" You yell, chasing Riki out of the classroom and into the hallways where his long—way too long— legs make it easier for him to rush up a flight of stairs and disappear from your sight.

You stop in the middle of the staircase, hunching over to catch your breath whilst also trying to calm yourself down. Why were you mad?

Riki threw slime in your hair.

You mentally curse him out, grip on the handlebar tightening. A sigh leaves your lips a mere second before you push off with all the force your legs have and run up the stairs at full speed. Fortunately for you, passing students quickly get out of the way, leaving you a clear path. You don't know if some people flinch because of how pissed you look, or simply because they got scared seeing a five-foot-seven girl charging in their direction with a weird, pink gooey lump tangled in her hair. Either way, you looked terrifying. Something worse than in a horror movie.

You halt at the top, head spinning from left to right in search for the boy who you would do anything to punch in the gut right about now. At the end of the corridor to your left, you spot a blond-haired boy. A big, toothy smile plays on his lips as he holds his index finger and thumb in an "L" shape on his forehead, hopping from side to side.

The corner of your lips twitch in fury and in a split second, you're after him again. You're a few meters away from him when Riki realizes he's done for once you get your hands on him and runs.

"Stupid asparagus! Screw you and your stupid skyscraper legs!" You attempt to shout, but your words come out in something that resembles more a screech. Like those over dramatic freshmen you saw last week that were crying their lungs out because a student pushed them out of the way.

Riki turns around, still running and tips his head to the side. Annoying rhubarb shaped kid, he looks like he's having a field day whilst I'm over here running as if Pennywise is chasing me with that dumb red balloon of his.

"Hey Sunshine! Love that new headband of yours! So pink and slime-y!" He sticks out his tongue. He's too busy laughing at you to notice his surroundings and trips on a pencil case. Unfortunately for him, he's not quick enough to save himself and ends up on the floor, gasps and shocked mutters erupting around him.

You take this as your once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and get on top of him, fingers grasping his collar. That dumb smirk is wiped off his face and fear finally rises into his features. He vigorously shakes his head. "Y/n— no wait it was just a pran-"

"Kim Y/n! Nishimura Riki! What on earth are you two doing?" A sudden authoritative voice booms and you both freeze. "On your feet. Now."

Both you and Riki stand up, hands behind your backs and heads down. You hear Riki trying to hold on a laugh when he looks at your disheveled hair, and you stomp on his foot. He winces in pain, and you have to fight back a smirk. Deserved.

"Now would you two please tell me what in God's name were you doing causing such a ruckus in the hallways?"

Your head whips up so fast you almost pull a muscle. Suddenly, it's hard to swallow when the man's cat-like eyes stare right at you, clearly unhappy. "He put slime in my hair, sir!" You point to the six-foot-three kid next to you accusingly.

Whispers fill the corridor. Some giggle at how ridiculous your hair looks, others just look at you weirdly before entering their respective classrooms. Riki clears his throat next to you and speaks up. To you, rather than the teacher. "It was a prank! Your grumpy face needs a little brightness before it gets all wrinkly and you look like an old granny at 20!"

"Excuse me?!" You grab his collar, pulling him down to your height. Geez you gigantic creature, you could almost be mistaken as those ugly abnormal titans that run like crazy.

"Enough." You both flinch at the hard voice that sounds a lot more irritated than earlier. "Detention after school. Both of you. Now scram."

"Yes, sir!" The both of you now at him before walking away, heads down in shame. You manage to walk down the stairs without any bickering. Though you really—really— wanted to pinch the boy's ears in revenge.

The halls downstairs are empty, and you can only assume everyone is already in class. You're too busy trying to remove the slime from your hair to notice Riki slowing down until he's walking behind you, and in one quick motion, he shoves his foot into the back of your knee, making you let out an oomph! and fall flat on your face.

Riki's loud laugh rings in your ears as you groan and get up on your feet. You decide that you have had enough of his bullshit and raise your leg and—

"Ow what the hell! Why'd you kick me?!" He cries out in pain, clutching his stomach.

"Ugly giraffe. Because of you I have to wash my hair again today."

"Oh please, we both know how I'm just dripping with good looks, Sunshine." You gag at his cringey words, shaking your hand and waving him off as you continue walking and ignore him to save your sanity.

When the bell rings, a scowl paints itself on your face as you shove your stuff into your bag. You wave off your friends and watch them leave. Your frown deepens when Riki's head pops up in your face and you stumble back.

"What the hell Nishimura! Have you ever heard of the term personal space?" You watch him straighten himself up and raise an eyebrow.

"I don't know, Sunshine. Please do tell me what it is." He crosses his arms, a crooked smile picks at his lips and you almost explode again.

"Whatever." You mutter, aggressively throwing you bag over your shoulder and stomping out of the classroom, Riki following close behind.

You find your way to the detention room, bowing to the supervisor. Plopping down on the desk in the back corner, you glare at Riki, who sits down next to you.

The universe works in your favor and for the next hour, Riki finally leaves you alone.

But of course, you were too optimistic about him. As you walk out of the gates, you feel a harsh tug on your bag and stumble back, crashing into a certain blond-haired boy.

"What do you want now, Nishimura?" You attempt to take a step forward, halting because Riki still has a grip on your backpack. "Can you like— I don't know? Get the hell off of me?"

You struggle against him, and when you think he's finally done Riki wraps his arms around you. "Hey! What the—"

"Oh my God you're going to burst my eardrums, Sunshine." Riki's unexpectedly deep voice echoes in your right ear. Chills run up your spine and you stop breathing for a moment. "Let me walk you home."

"What? No! Scram you lanky giant!" You finally push him off you, turning around to face his amused expression.

"Why not?" He raises his chin, peering down at you.

"Because I don't want you to?"

"But why?"

"God can you leave me the hell alone?" You massage your temples, tapping your foot on the ground in irritation.

"If you let me walk you home, sure."

At this point, you've had it. You stare at him for a moment, bottom lip trapped between your teeth. After a few seconds, you sigh in defeat. "Fine. But don't get used to it, Nishimura."

His face lights up. "Awesome!" That stupid gummy smile is back on his face and you roll your eyes, crossing your arms.

You walk away from your weirdly excited classmate, half wishing he was joking but alas, Riki runs up to you, skipping in front of you as the both of you cross the street and walk along the sidewalk.

You pass a few blocks before Riki pulls you in a convenience store. "Now what are we doing here, Nishimura?"

You're too tired too lash out at him, and he somehow notices, which makes his stupid smile grow bigger. He completely ignores your question and searches the isles. You automatically follow him, not wanting to be left stranded in the middle of the store.

He stops at the instant noodle isle, crouching down to scan the different cup noodles. He picks one up, shoving it into your hands. "You like Neoduri, right? With spam?" In a mere second, he's gone from your field of vision.

You're surprised at how he knows your eating habits, jaw almost dropping as your feet suddenly feel heavy when you try to figure out wherever the hell he wandered off to. Luckily for you, he's already back with a can of spam and soda, piling them up in your arms along with the snacks he chose for himself.

When he takes your arm to go pay, you almost drop everything, but he doesn't notice. If he did, he didn't make it obvious. Riki slides a twenty dollar bill to the cashier and thanks her when she hands him his change.

"Hurry up Sunshine, I'm starving here." He says, which makes you scowl.

"Then why don't you help me instead of making me carry all of this, huh?" Again, he completely ignores you and sets his bag down on a table instead. You follow suit, glaring at the boy who innocently smiles.

You're confused when he's gone again. You notice how the ramen he bought for you is nowhere to be found on the table. Why did the universe have to give that kid such long legs he disappears so quickly? Geez.

A few minutes later, Riki comes back, only to find you hunched over the table, head resting on your folded arms. An airy chuckle leaves his lips, setting down the cup in front of you and sliding into a seat.

Your eyes flutter open at the sound of a can being opened and you straighten up, meeting Riki's gaze. "Well good morning, sleeping beauty. Did you have a nice nap?"

He mocks you, and you roll your eyes. "Shut up, Nishimura."

"Oh please you love me."

"To hell with that."

"You can't deny it forever, Sunshine. Now eat up." Riki takes the wooden chopsticks that sit on the top of the ramen cup and breaks them apart, handing them over to you and pushing the soda can in front of you.

You're too hungry to come up with a response and instead listen to him, opening the lid and halting when you see that Riki already put chunks of spam into your ramen. You shake your head, disregarding it and digging in.

"You should really stop skipping lunch, Sunshine." Riki suddenly says, which makes you choke on your noodles.

"Why should I?" You manage through coughs, and it's his turn to roll his eyes.

"Stop being so stubborn, you know you never have enough energy to concentrate in class."

"And how the hell do you know that, Nishimura? Do you stare at me in class or something?"

"Well," he pops a chip into his mouth. "It's kind of hard to miss a zombie in the back of the class, ya know?"

"Oh shut up, Nishimura." You roll your eyes again, and he laughs.

The both of you are suddenly silent, atmosphere growing thicker. But yet somehow, it's still a comfortable silence. At least, until Riki opens his mouth again.

"Riki, Sunshine. Not Nishimura. Just Riki."

You scoff, “Y/n, Riki. Not Sunshine. Just Y/n.” You mock him, and confusion grows on your features when Riki smiles widely.

“What now?” You groan, gaze landing on his fluffy hair just a second before going to his stupid, punchable face.

“Nothing, you just called me Riki.”

Crossing your arms, you raise your chin at him competitively. “Yeah, now you better stop with the stupid nickname.”

He nods, “Fine, I will.”

“You better, Nishi— I mean—Riki.”

Riki giggles at the way you corrected yourself and goes back to eating. You two spend the next few minutes in silence as you finish up your food before heading out.

You’re quietly walking alongside Riki when he suddenly stops a passerby who’s walking his dog. “Oh my gosh, is that a Golden Retriever?”

The dog’s owner smiles fondly at the Japanese boy, “Yes, her name is Layla. You can pet her if you’d like.”

At that, Riki’s eyes light up so bright you could’ve sworn no star could compare to them. You watch as he gets on his knees and pets the dog who returns the affection, practically jumping on his lap and he laughs in contentment.

“She seems to like you a lot, child. She doesn’t usually like people.” The man says, making you smile unconsciously.

“She’s so cute!” Riki pets the top of her head one last time before standing up and bowing to the man who bids you both goodbye.

When Riki turns to you, his brow raises. “What are you smiling at?” He tilts his head to the side.

You immediately frown, clearing your throat. “Nothing. Let’s go.”

Riki can only chuckle at your reaction, watching you walk away. Your hair is still a mess, but at least you got the slime out and managed to brush it a little, though you’ll definitely have to wash it later to get rid of the residue.

“Hey Sunshine!” You cringe at the name, lip twitching in anger.

“I told you not to call me tha-!” You stop when he holds up his phone, pointing to the device. Your eyes widen in horror. His lock screen is a a picture of you sleeping comfortably in the convenience store. Your heartbeat speeds up and blood rushes to you face as you clench your fists at your side. The boy only adds fuel to the fire inside you by sticking his tongue out and dashing off.

“Nishimura Riki!” You roar, feet kicking off the ground as you run after him, yelling out profanities as the boy only laughs at you.

Oh boy, here we go again.

ITZY “CRAZY IN LOVE” Opening Trailer

caught in the moment

pairing : niki x fem!reader

wc : 1.0k | genre : fluff

note : this is part of @buttabomma 's the color of love collab event !! thank you for letting me participate, i absolutely loved writing this :)

love was something you thought unmeasurable. there was no beginning and no end to the lengths you would go for your boyfriend and vice versa. your relationship was something that you couldn't even put into words.

so, as you and niki walked on the moon-lit beach, seafoam scattered along the water's edge, you couldn't exactly pinpoint the feeling that consumed your entire being. the feeling that made your cheeks hurt from how much you were smiling at your intertwined hands.

"it's too windy, why'd you drag me out here in the middle of the night?" niki complained as he kicked some loose sand with his shoe.

"because, riki," you started, fiddling with the ends of your hoodie, "i couldn't sleep in that hotel bed. it was incredibly uncomfortable. plus, you were still awake."

niki frowned, holding up his other hand and glancing at his wrist, pretending to tell the time with an invisible watch. "that doesn't sound right. i'm normally asleep right now."

"but you're not," you sang, giving his hand a small squeeze. "besides, stop acting like you don't love every second you spend with me."

"i hate that you're right," niki muttered, rolling his eyes and looking anywhere but at you. he was clearly trying to hide his upturned lips.

giggling to yourself, you said, "you're absolutely whipped for me. i've got you wrapped around my finger."

"that is not true," niki protested, almost pausing to give you a pointed glare. "most would argue that you're the one wrapped around my finger, missy."

you squinted up at him. "i don't think so mr. nishimura. i am hearing a false statement right now."

niki rolled his eyes again. "you only hear what you want to hear."

"eh, sometimes," you mused, knowing he was partially correct.

chuckling, your boyfriend leaned down to place a quick kiss on the crown of your head, his laughter growing when you visibly leaned into his touch.

"you're so clingy," niki teased.

"me? clingy? have you met yourself? you came crawling into my bed earlier tonight because 'we're dating so we have to sleep in the same bed.'" you playfully snapped back, wearing an expression of disbelief at his absurd accusation.

"but we should be!" niki argued, throwing up his free hand in exasperation. he turned back to you before continuing. "you're going to look at me and tell me i'm wrong?"

"well, no-"

"of course not!" niki exclaimed, not giving you a chance to properly answer. "i can't believe my mom told me to 'be a gentleman' and take the pullout bed when you're my girlfriend and we sleep together all the fricking time."

"yes, but," you started before he could open his mouth again. "you're mom had good intentions. plus we don't need to be with each other 24/7. that's how relationships grow unhealthy."

niki looked as if he was breaking down your words before he said, "yeah, i guess you're right."

"mm hm," you hummed. "now close your mouth. i was enjoying the sound of waves before you started to complain."

"excuse me-"

"you're excused," you dismissed, then giggling at the expression that your boyfriend shot your way.

"you're rude. i don't know how i ever fell for you," niki said with a shake of his head. he removed his hand from yours before wrapping his arm over your shoulders.

"it's because i'm good-looking, smart, talented, the best...oh! and the only person who puts up with your shit," you answered with a curt nod.

"are you sure? that doesn't sound right," niki said as he looked down at you questionably.

"well then you answer your own question, genius," you quipped with an eye roll.

niki looked ahead as if he was contemplating something. "hm, maybe you are the only person who puts up with me."

"obviously. and for being as pretty as you are, sometimes you're not very smart, babe," you said, grinning in amusement.

niki glanced down at you, a smirk beginning to form on his face. "pretty, huh? i mean, i normally get 'handsome' or 'good-looking' but i could get used to 'pretty.'"

you sighed at his statement, mentally cursing yourself for letting the word 'pretty' slip out of your mouth. now you were going to have to deal with his inflated ego for the rest of the night. possibly even the rest of the time you were together. you knew he'd never let this moment go.

"i take it back," you tried, only to be met with niki's lips against your cheek.

"nope, no take-backsies. you already said it, babe," he smiled against your skin.

groaning, you tip your head back and look up at the night sky, finding the stars more interesting at the moment.

niki suddenly tugged you to a stop, using a hand to guide your chin back down so you were looking at him. he was smiling like he had just won the lottery, and you noticed stars almost identical to the ones in the sky sparkling in his eyes as he gazed down at you.

"i think you're really pretty, too, ya know," he whispered.

you felt your face begin to warm at his words. but, regardless of being flustered, you held eye contact with him.

niki cupped your face, swiping his left thumb over your cheek before placing a kiss on your forehead. as he pulled back, you opened your mouth to finally say something back but got interrupted when niki's lips crashed down your own, making all that you were going to say dissipate into the back of your mind.

kissing him back, you held onto his wrists, taking a step closer to him so your bodies were pressed against one another. when the both of you finally pulled away, your faces only inches apart, you couldn’t help the lopsided grin you gave him.

"i love you," you breathed, having got caught in the moment of just nishimura riki.

eyes widening suddenly, niki leaned back in surprise at the foreign words that had yet to be exchanged with one another. but at the sight of your sudden dismay and realization, he repeated the phrase, his voice coming out in a hushed tone. "i love you too."

[1:54] you sit by yourself in the convenient store as the sun began to set in front of you. just like everyday you woke up at six a.m and got ready, just like everyday you did your assignments in class and kept your grades up, just like everyday you rode the bus to the small corner store that you worked at. yet this day to be exact, felt different from the others. the instant ramen in front of you was halfway empty and the plastic bottle of juice unopened. as you leaned in for another bite, the sound of the door bell echoed throughout the small building. a rather tall boy with blonde hair and a similar school uniform that you wore everyday. you both make eye contact, the uncomfortable silence was too much to bear so the boy decided to start talking. “hi i came to apply for a job the other day…” he trailed his eyes down to a small part of the table. “what’s your name?” “ni-ki.” you gave him a small yet friendly smile, “i’m y/n, nice to meet you. i like your hair.” the shy boy trailed his eyes back up to your face, returning the smile.

[1:54] you sit by yourself in the convenient store as the sun began to set in front of you. just like everyday you woke up at six a.m and got ready, just like everyday you did your assignments in class and kept your grades up, just like everyday you rode the bus to the small corner store that you worked at. yet this day to be exact, felt different from the others. the instant ramen in front of you was halfway empty and the plastic bottle of juice unopened. as you leaned in for another bite, the sound of the door bell echoed throughout the small building. a rather tall boy with blonde hair and a similar school uniform that you wore everyday. you both make eye contact, the uncomfortable silence was too much to bear so the boy decided to start talking. “hi i came to apply for a job the other day…” he trailed his eyes down to a small part of the table. “what’s your name?” “ni-ki.” you gave him a small yet friendly smile, “i’m y/n, nice to meet you. i like your hair.” the shy boy trailed his eyes back up to your face, returning the smile.

tutti frutti ·˚ ༘♡

↝ pairing: seo changbin x reader ↝ genre: tooth-rotting fluff, slice of life, college au, friends to lovers au ↝ word count: 8.8k+ ↝ warnings: alcohol consumption, swearing, felix is fed up and just wants the two of you to date already so he can pass his bio midterm, changbin thinks you must be an actual idiot for not noticing he’s in love with you, you think he might be right (but he doesn’t need to know that…) literally just 8k words of you making changbin a panicked and chaotic mess

↝ description: changbin says i love you in many ways. much to his chagrin, you never notice any of them. a love story told in five fruit puns.

Seo Changbin, your partner in crime, always walks you home after your night classes end.

Like any sane college student, you hate night classes. Absolutely despise them, in fact, especially when the one you’re currently enrolled in is something as boring and tedious as philosophy. You hate them, but—seeing your best friend afterwards somehow makes them that much more bearable.

As the reason you missed your registration time and ended up with such a late class in the first place, Changbin is obligated—by contract, one you had written up and forced him to sign one night when you were drunk out of your mind—to ensure you don’t die walking back at 10pm.

Plus, he has a class nearby that ends around the same time (because the dummy managed to sleep through his registration) and it happens to be convenient for him to walk back with you.

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for the first time - ps

summary: in which sunghoon has to figure out how to properly express his feelings for you

genre: highschool!au, fluff?, angst?, poetry? idk

pairing: sunghoon x reader

word count: 4185

warnings: some metaphorical violence? some kissing lol but nothing too suggestive

note: I LITERALLY WROTE THIS IN MY SPANISH CLASS LAST WEEK AND KINDA TRIED A NEW WRITING STYLE AND DIDN’T REALLY EDIT I’M SORRY IF THIS IS SO BAD OMFG ackkk also, i hope this somewhat makes up for not updating sonder in a while LMFAO also also i snuck some song titles from b:c in so try and find them :P anyways i hope it makes u hate and love hoon all at the same time, i’m gonna go pretend it doesn’t exist ever again <3

Park Sunghoon doesn’t like having feelings for other people.

Park Sunghoon would much rather spend his waking hours figure skating, shopping, or playing with his dog than thinking about another person.

And that’s why, when Park Sunghoon sees you for the first time, he resents you. He resents how his heart skips a beat when the afternoon breeze pushes your hair out of your face. He resents that when he makes eye contact with you, a plethora of new feelings fills his chest and makes him want to explode. He resents Jake Sim for introducing you to him. 

Park Sunghoon isn’t curious about other people.

He prefers to focus on himself.

So the first time Jake hears your name fall from Sunghoon’s lips in the form of a question, he’s beyond surprised. 

Sunghoon resents you for making him want to know more about you. 

When Jake starts inviting you to eat lunch with his friend group, Sunghoon can’t tell whether he should be grateful or slam Jake’s head into the table. Perhaps he should be grateful. He never talked much in the first place, and now that you were around, he had something else to stare at rather than his own hands. Or perhaps he should slam Jake’s head into the table. The more he admired your existence, the more he didn’t understand what he was supposed to do with the infatuation blooming in his heart.

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i just had the best en- fic idea so i might start it as well as write a few chaps for good 4 u 🤔

god he means sm to me