@ As Long As Were Living, Nishimura Riki.

@ as long as we’re living, nishimura riki.

-> in which a series of frenemies to lovers headcanons tells the story of how you and riki came to be… written by user WONRIA .

pairing frenemy!riki x fem!reader genre frenemies to lovers, headcannons, fluff, angst barely warnings none correct me if i’m wrong!!

you and riki weren’t exactly friends.

i mean— you guys didn’t despise each other, but calling each other friends? it all felt like a bit of a reach to the two of you.

riki was the kind of guy who would throw a snarky insult your way, and you were the type to attack with something even stronger,

“you look so stupid right now, i’d take a picture if i had my phone!”

“as if you don’t look like you have posture issues every time you try acting mysterious in the hallways! lift up your head when you walk, loser!”

and of course, to be able to argue this much, you had to go everywhere with him

walking with him to school, sitting next to him at lunch, walking back home from school…

the two of you were pretty much conjoined at the hip

it was to the point where his own friends were suspicious at the amount of time he spent with the girl he said was so very annoying.

“you sure you don’t have a crush on [name], riki? it’s totally cool if you do!”

“ew, no! never!”

riki had also had all the free time in the world

despite being captain of the dance team at his school, he was pretty much free most of the week

unlike the rest of his friends, who either had jobs or other clubs to attend

he needed entertainment, someone who could keep a conversation going without letting it get awkward, someone who could most definitely buy him food if they wanted to…

so who did little nishimura call?

you, of course.

that was when you and riki started hanging out even more outside of school

it was small arcade hangouts, then convenience store runs

before any of you could realize, you had started going to riki’s house almost daily

it was to the point where bisco, riki’s dog, had waited for you to come home with him

and his mother had cooked dinner for an extra person every night just in case

“ah, [name], nice to see you again! i made your favorite!”

“oh, my son! how are you today? how was school? i’m glad you asked, mother; it was great!”

you laughed, “you’re so dramatic, ki.”

( ki was a special nickname you had come up with on one of your playground hangouts, and his heart undeniably did a little thing when he heard it )

the two of you were pretty close, but still refused to fully cross that line that brought you from enemies to full-on friends

that was— until an incident had brought you two closer than any of you ever intended.

your parents were barely ever home, the only time you saw them being every sunday, where they would spend all their time nagging you about your grades

the weekends were always busy for you; it was when you’d catch up on all of your studying

you had never hung out with riki—or any of your other friends, for the record— on the weekends. everything was strictly reserved for the school week.

you often chose to study at this one bench near the park you and riki go to, mainly for the calming atmosphere that surrounded it

yet, one day, not even the therapeutic ambiance of nature could still the raging storm inside of you.

your parents had pushed you to your limits that day, getting made at you for something as small as missing full marks by one point.

you were tired of them, and accidentally snapped back, so they had forced you out of the house as punishment.

you let everything out on that bench

every sob, every scream, and sniffle you let out, only the rustling trees and falling leaves around you could hear

you didn’t have any of your books with you— just yourself, and your thoughts

and, all of a sudden, riki??????

it completely caught you by surprise how the boy seemingly emerged from the middle of nowhere, running up to the bench with a concerned frown on his face

“[name]? what’s going on? are you okay?”

his thumb swiftly ran under your eye, wiping a running tear from your cheek

“want to talk about it?”

you shook your head, and instead of giving him an answer in words, you burst out into tears another time

and riki didn’t dare try and tease you. why would he?

he found none of what was happening to you funny, which was why he was quick to sit next to you, pulling you into his embrace as you cried on his shoulder.

“i’m not sure what— or who— has got you down like this, but when you’re ready to talk, i’ll be waiting right here.”

the days that came after that were… different, to say the least

stares lingered between you and riki a little longer than they should have

and the previous glares you would shoot his way turned into soft smiles, lips upturned as he would mirror your actions

the two of you had danced straight across that friend-enemy line, and sprinted straight to a point of uncertainty

the point where you can’t tell if how you treat each other is truly just friendly

the point where you and riki had started hugging each other goodbye

then it had become you kissing his cheek goodbye

and him kissing yours every morning before school

if people weren’t suspicious before, they definitely were now

you had a weird feeling in your chest whenever you’d meet up with riki, something you’d never experienced in the past

he’d been feeling the same, his heart seemingly about to burst any time you would kiss his cheek

or when you called him that stupid nickname, it warmed his soul in ways he’d never admit out loud

so, what were you?

eventually, the lasting gazes and sudden clinging to each other had gotten to you, and you were determined to figure out how riki truly felt about you.

“can i ask what you think of… you know, us?”

“i think… i think that i like us. that i like you.”

hold on. rewind!!!!!

what did he just say?

riki. nishimura riki. the boy who you used to argue with almost every day, was confessing to you?

and— here’s the freaky part— you felt the exact same?!

“i think i like you too, ki.”

the smile that made its way to riki’s lips was almost something out of a movie, the part that you would want to move back ten seconds to watch over and over again

“so… do you wanna- you know- uh…”

you giggled at riki’s sudden timidity, holding his face in your hands to pull him in for a kiss

in total shock, riki could only place his hands on your waist in panic because what was going on right now?!!!!!

the two of you pull away, your faces stained a rosy pink as you struggle to look each other in the eye.

“hi, [name]. ” “hi, riki.”

everything was new to the both of you, navigating this new path of adventure, but you were determined to go through everything together no matter what was thrown your way

as long as you were with him, nothing else would ever matter to you for as long as you lived.

@ as long as we’re living, nishimura riki.

-> in which a series of frenemies to lovers headcanons tells the story of how you and riki came to be… written by user WONRIA .

pairing frenemy!riki x fem!reader genre frenemies to lovers, headcannons, fluff, angst barely warnings none correct me if i’m wrong!!

you and riki weren’t exactly friends.

i mean— you guys didn’t despise each other, but calling each other friends? it all felt like a bit of a reach to the two of you.

riki was the kind of guy who would throw a snarky insult your way, and you were the type to attack with something even stronger,

“you look so stupid right now, i’d take a picture if i had my phone!”

“as if you don’t look like you have posture issues every time you try acting mysterious in the hallways! lift up your head when you walk, loser!”

and of course, to be able to argue this much, you had to go everywhere with him

walking with him to school, sitting next to him at lunch, walking back home from school…

the two of you were pretty much conjoined at the hip

it was to the point where his own friends were suspicious at the amount of time he spent with the girl he said was so very annoying.

“you sure you don’t have a crush on [name], riki? it’s totally cool if you do!”

“ew, no! never!”

riki had also had all the free time in the world

despite being captain of the dance team at his school, he was pretty much free most of the week

unlike the rest of his friends, who either had jobs or other clubs to attend

he needed entertainment, someone who could keep a conversation going without letting it get awkward, someone who could most definitely buy him food if they wanted to…

so who did little nishimura call?

you, of course.

that was when you and riki started hanging out even more outside of school

it was small arcade hangouts, then convenience store runs

before any of you could realize, you had started going to riki’s house almost daily

it was to the point where bisco, riki’s dog, had waited for you to come home with him

and his mother had cooked dinner for an extra person every night just in case

“ah, [name], nice to see you again! i made your favorite!”

“oh, my son! how are you today? how was school? i’m glad you asked, mother; it was great!”

you laughed, “you’re so dramatic, ki.”

( ki was a special nickname you had come up with on one of your playground hangouts, and his heart undeniably did a little thing when he heard it )

the two of you were pretty close, but still refused to fully cross that line that brought you from enemies to full-on friends

that was— until an incident had brought you two closer than any of you ever intended.

your parents were barely ever home, the only time you saw them being every sunday, where they would spend all their time nagging you about your grades

the weekends were always busy for you; it was when you’d catch up on all of your studying

you had never hung out with riki—or any of your other friends, for the record— on the weekends. everything was strictly reserved for the school week.

you often chose to study at this one bench near the park you and riki go to, mainly for the calming atmosphere that surrounded it

yet, one day, not even the therapeutic ambiance of nature could still the raging storm inside of you.

your parents had pushed you to your limits that day, getting made at you for something as small as missing full marks by one point.

you were tired of them, and accidentally snapped back, so they had forced you out of the house as punishment.

you let everything out on that bench

every sob, every scream, and sniffle you let out, only the rustling trees and falling leaves around you could hear

you didn’t have any of your books with you— just yourself, and your thoughts

and, all of a sudden, riki??????

it completely caught you by surprise how the boy seemingly emerged from the middle of nowhere, running up to the bench with a concerned frown on his face

“[name]? what’s going on? are you okay?”

his thumb swiftly ran under your eye, wiping a running tear from your cheek

“want to talk about it?”

you shook your head, and instead of giving him an answer in words, you burst out into tears another time

and riki didn’t dare try and tease you. why would he?

he found none of what was happening to you funny, which was why he was quick to sit next to you, pulling you into his embrace as you cried on his shoulder.

“i’m not sure what— or who— has got you down like this, but when you’re ready to talk, i’ll be waiting right here.”

the days that came after that were… different, to say the least

stares lingered between you and riki a little longer than they should have

and the previous glares you would shoot his way turned into soft smiles, lips upturned as he would mirror your actions

the two of you had danced straight across that friend-enemy line, and sprinted straight to a point of uncertainty

the point where you can’t tell if how you treat each other is truly just friendly

the point where you and riki had started hugging each other goodbye

then it had become you kissing his cheek goodbye

and him kissing yours every morning before school

if people weren’t suspicious before, they definitely were now

you had a weird feeling in your chest whenever you’d meet up with riki, something you’d never experienced in the past

he’d been feeling the same, his heart seemingly about to burst any time you would kiss his cheek

or when you called him that stupid nickname, it warmed his soul in ways he’d never admit out loud

so, what were you?

eventually, the lasting gazes and sudden clinging to each other had gotten to you, and you were determined to figure out how riki truly felt about you.

“can i ask what you think of… you know, us?”

“i think… i think that i like us. that i like you.”

hold on. rewind!!!!!

what did he just say?

riki. nishimura riki. the boy who you used to argue with almost every day, was confessing to you?

and— here’s the freaky part— you felt the exact same?!

“i think i like you too, ki.”

the smile that made its way to riki’s lips was almost something out of a movie, the part that you would want to move back ten seconds to watch over and over again

“so… do you wanna- you know- uh…”

you giggled at riki’s sudden timidity, holding his face in your hands to pull him in for a kiss

in total shock, riki could only place his hands on your waist in panic because what was going on right now?!!!!!

the two of you pull away, your faces stained a rosy pink as you struggle to look each other in the eye.

“hi, [name]. ” “hi, riki.”

everything was new to the both of you, navigating this new path of adventure, but you were determined to go through everything together no matter what was thrown your way

as long as you were with him, nothing else would ever matter to you for as long as you lived.

waaah just wanted to drop by and say i read your jungwon smau and i'm in lovvee 😭 it was so funny and ive been busy w studies so reading such a short but elaborate story was so funn. sorry for my rambling but i just loved their dynamic so much 😭🤍🤍 (will read your riki fic after my exams are over im so excited !!!)

omg this is such a compliment thank you so much ahh!!!! i’m glad you liked the smau, and i hope you enjoy the riki fic just as much :)