I Got So Excited That I Got An Ask AND ITS JUST A BOT

I got so excited that i got an ask AND ITS JUST A BOT

Mint Tea and Honey (suck)

Pairing: Nishimura Riki x Reader

Genre: soft hours, established relationship

Summary: soft hours with bf!niki, spent with drinking tea (that you don't like) and playing games

Word count: 577

Warnings: mentions of drinks, namely tea

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Riki stood at the counter staring at the two mugs full of hot liquid waiting for it to cool down. He watched the two different colours in the mugs swirling within the mugs, listening to the sound of his girlfriend’s frustrations with the game she was playing.

A particular banal cuss shook him from his reverie and made him smile.

“Always so violent,” he grinned.

“Like you’re any better!”

He giggled and hovered his hand above the rim of the mugs, checking the temperature. Seeing that they were a normal, if slightly warm, temperature he picked them up and walked into the living room to join his girlfriend on the couch.

He watched you sitting with your hands in your lap, a joystick in your hands, eyes trained on the TV screen in front of you. 

When you heard him approach, you looked at him when he entered, before returning your attention to the game in front of you.

“What’s that?” you asked, fingers rapidly hitting the controls.

Riki leaned against the couch and took in your appearance.

You were wearing one of his hoodies he’d blackmailed you into wearing, your hair fell against your face, framing it, without covering your beautiful eyes which were filled with awe of the game you were playing.

“Tea,” he responded finally.

Hearing that, you side-eyed him.

He smiled seeing your reaction and you put pause on your game before you turned to face him.

“What kind?” you asked with a suspicious look in your eye.

He grinned, ready for that question.

“Mint,” he smiled, full of teeth, “the kind you like.”

You blinked. That slow blink, when you’ve been caught off guard.

“I made myself green tea, if you want to try it?”

You made a face at the mention of any other kind of tea.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll stick to mint” you picked up your mug.

You glanced at the boy next to you as you held it in your hands.

“It’s not hot.” it wasn’t a question.

“It’s not,” he repeated after you.

Your face took on that blank look that only appeared when you were surprised he did something you liked. 

With the realisation that he probably stood in front of the tea for long enough for it to have cooled down you took a sip, your ears and cheeks becoming slightly pink.

As soon as the tea reached your taste buds you froze, barely swallowing the liquid in your mouth.

“Did.” you began slowly, “Did you put honey in this?” a particular kind of contempt in your voice as you said the word honey.

His eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah, why?”

Your lips pursed and you looked away and then back at the tea as if it had wronged you somehow.

“No reason,” you sighed and turned to him with a wonky smile, “Thanks for the tea Riki.”

Then Riki’s singular brain-cell connected the dots.

“You don’t like honey.” he gasped.

“No, I don’t” you agreed with a shrug, “How’d you figure?”

“I think your sister told me once… but I forgot” he scratched the back of his head.

You only grinned.

“I’m not surprised she told you, but seriously,” you told him as you returned your attention back to the screen and resumed the game, “It’s fine”

Then you side eyed him again and he burst out in laughter, pulling you in a hug and watching you play the game, consistently commenting on it with you.

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pronouns: she//her

age: 20

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star sign: virgo (sept)

im a multi usually, but since im just going to be writing for enha here ill just put my enha bias & bias wreckers here

bias: jay <3

bias wrecker(s): sunghoon & heesung

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Blessed-Cursed (teaser)

Pairing: Park Sunghoon x Reader

Genre: regency au; isekai au; prince!sunghoon; princess!reader

Summary: Being Crown Princess sounds fun from a modern-day point of view, no? Wrong. Wrong on so many levels. Starting from the fact that you had fight with your hands and legs to do certain things all over to marriage. Yuck. So how do you suppose one acts when their biggest secret is revealed to someone who has the power to have you executed?

Warnings: sharp objects - arrows; marriage

Series: Enhypen Regency AU

It gave you time to plot and plan. But first… for the next few years you would indulge yourself and learn some sports you have had the wish to learn back in your day but hadn’t the opportunity to do so.

The list read:

Number one: Lear how to be a brilliant archer!

“But Father!” you yelled through the tears, “I wish to learn archery, and I wish to do it NOW!”

Number two: Start taking interest in politics!

"That wouldn't be a smart decision" you hummed looking at the map, "I propose we request the Kim Kingdom to collaborate using the forests we share at our borders. Our relations are better and they won't try and use this to their advantage."

Number three: Try and turn away as many suitors as possible!

“My dearest daughter,” you heard your mother sigh for the nth time that month, as you readied your arrow, “you already turned of age years ago, you must at least look for potential suitors…”

You knocked the arrow. Bullseye.

“It is not my fault all of them are too afraid to even speak to me, mother.”

So, just how on earth did you end up in this situation?

“It is a pleasure to finally meet you Princess.” he spoke slowly, still not letting go of your hand, but you haven’t noticed that yet.

“Likewise” you awkwardly smiled, your heart beating out of your chest in fear.

What a blessing (or is it a curse?).

masterlist

series:

Enhypen Regency AU

oneshots:

OT7:

Enha reaction to their only competition being your young, hot professor: full reaction fic

heesung

How do you sleep at night?! full fic

jay

What do you mean dad went out to get milk?!: full fic

jake

sunghoon

Blessed-Cursed: teaser 1; teaser 2; full fic

I need a hero (isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?)! full fic

sunoo

jungwon

niki

Mint Tea and Honey (suck): full fic

Blessed-Cursed (teaser)

Pairing: Park Sunghoon x Reader

Genre: regency au; isekai au; prince!sunghoon; princess!reader

Summary: Being Crown Princess sounds fun from a modern-day point of view, no? Wrong. Wrong on so many levels. Starting from the fact that you had fight with your hands and legs to do certain things all over to marriage. Yuck. So how do you suppose one acts when their biggest secret is revealed to someone who has the power to have you executed?

Warnings: marriage

Series: Enhypen Regency AU

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“The moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn’t it?”

You turned towards the man who had made your night.

Sunghoon was not looking at the moon. His eyes looked as if he had stolen all affection in the world and put it in his eyes.

He looked beautiful being bathed in the moonlight. His pale skin was seemingly illuminated by the moonshine, a perfect contrast to his all-black attire.

“My…” you began, your head feeling as if it was stuffed full of cotton, “My real name is y/n.” you spoke before you could realise what you just said.

He looked stunned.

Then his hold on your hand tightened as suddenly words started tumbling out past his soft lips, explaining his predicament in his family and his relationship with them.

He looked so vulnerable. You thought you looked the same way as well.

You pulled your hand back and he looked as if you had ripped his heart out of his chest. You merely pulled your gloves off your hands, threw them somewhere behind you (which had pulled out a choked laugh from him) and you raised your arms to whip the tears from his glass-like face.

He shuddered feeling your skin on his face and you shivered feeling his breath against your hands.

“I’m sorry” he let out as he enveloped you in a passionate embrace.

This, after all, was not appropriate for two people who weren’t engaged to be married.