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hiii can I request a hurt w comfort exes to lovers oneshot/2shot of riki??

yess!! in honor of riki’s birthday (happy birthday twin😋) here you go!! thank you for the request my love <33

keep you like an oath. / nishimura riki

synopsis: miscommunication got in the way.

includes : 1.3k words | cursing

extra : man it’s the way i imagined riki actually crying made me 1000x sad | haerin appearance! | school rumors suck :// | extra crying lol | yn is trying man :/ | im sorry if it doesn’t sound good :( i was rushing because i wanted to post on riki’s day :D | happy birthday riki <3

likes, comments and reposts are very much appreciated <3

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tired is all you can describe this heart-wrenching feeling.

your 7 month relationship had to come to an end with riki because of a miscommunication.

you’re tired of arguing with your boyfriend every time you’re with him. the innocent-puppy relationship during the beginning of your relationship had turn into nothing but toxicity and lost.

there was a rumor that riki had been cheating on you by kang haerin, another popular girl in your school. riki and haerin have art class together, seated next to each other and people in that class always have shipped them together because of how much joy they look like talking to each other. a good looking person and another good looking person together made you insecure. everyone loves haerin, more than they love you but that’s irrelevant.

both of them would talk, giggle, crack jokes, etc. everyday. people might actually mistake them two for dating.

the rumors that was kept only inside the art classroom have spread to the whole school.

the first time you confronted riki about it, he dismisses it.

“she’s just a friend babe.”

he distracted you with kisses which didn’t fully satisfied you but you let it go. you warned him as he nodded carelessly. riki took you out on an after-school date. to your favorite cafe and even paid for your favorite drink.

that day which made you forget the whole situation.

the second time, “did you see how close haerin was to riki together? if she scooted closer to you, their bodies are literally compressed.”

you turned to riki again with an upset attitude. riki defended himself saying that, “the teacher chose us to be models for today’s class. it was for reference, i wasn’t even touching her.”

that broken feeling still lingers from that day when you stared at him with angry, teared eyes. you couldn’t believe whether or not that you expected to hear more reassurance

or just plainly believe him.

riki didn’t look confident in that answer, he just wanted to say something so you can change the topic. you did change the topic, giving up. you didn’t want to bicker. riki walked you home from school, pretending nothing happened as you held holds together.

as days passed, it got worse. the rumors got worse, saying that they deserve to date each other — to say that riki should break up with you. haerin will be the better girlfriend.

you couldn’t handle that. you didn’t want to continue hearing rumors about riki with another girl. if he wanted to be with another girl, he could’ve broken up with you first so you wouldn’t be cheated on.

you didn’t get it, were you good enough?

you remembered being in the parking lot at night with riki, creating awkward distance between each other. riki stood there, looking down at his feet and hands in his pocket. the wind was making his hair messy as his expression felt empty. the lights reflected a sad expression on his face, making your heart heavy.

you took a glimpse at him, having an overwhelming emotion on your chest. you didn’t want to do this- you didn’t imagine this would occur but this was for the best.

“let’s break up.”

riki’s ears perked up at your words. staring at you with disbelief, utterly speechless. you didn’t look at him, feeling ashamed with yourself. you can’t look at him. you just can’t.

riki’s heart was beating fast, his thoughts spurred all over the place. he didn’t know what to say but all he can hear is his heart crack.

then anger took over. “is it about haerin?”

it was your turn to be speechless at him. you saw that riki’s eyes were piercing at yours with a cold-hearted expression. his jaw clenched and you scoffed at that.

“i never mentioned haerin.” you tried to maintain eye contact with riki who snickered.

“well why else would you break with me?” riki’s jaw soften when he started to see your teary eyes. you didn’t want to cry. you wanted to call it off and leave. you didn’t want to show your vulnerability for your scared that riki would dismissed it and pretended like nothing happened.

“i-i just can’t handle it. i just feel like our relationship isn’t sincere.”

riki’s head hung low, secretly agreeing with you. you covered your mouth with your sleeve as you look away from him, tears finally spilling. you wanted to scream and sob but you prevented yourself from doing so.

riki noticed it too. the amount of times you pass by him in the hallways without finding him and lack of conversations with him, he felt it too. but he didn’t want to say anything. he didn’t want to believe that your relationship was changing. he didn’t want to let you go.

riki can’t imagine being with someone else. you being with someone else. he can just feel the connection both of you have.

does he now?

it’s been a week since that happened. you hadn’t appeared in school. you didn’t want to face riki in the hallways or in your classes. also you wanted to stop hearing “haerin x riki kissing in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g” every time you walk out of your class. you would become angrier at those childish remarks.

you lost weight, lost appetite, lost motivation to continue with your life. call you dramatic but you believed that riki changed you into a better person. the times where he would look for you in a room, you would hold his pinky finger in crowds so you won’t lose him, his body leaning to you whenever he laughs and you sharing your desserts with him after school. it was genuine. you knew how genuine both of you were in the relationship. commitment.

it just lost its spark.

is this what it meant: right person, wrong time?

you decided to visit the park both of you always visited whenever he dropped you home from school. already tears were spilling when you suddenly recalled the both of you sitting in a bench together under a tree. you can still hear your laughters combined together.

you exhaled shakily, walking slowly to the bench. you sat down and it instantly feels colder - more emptier. you looked to your side, riki’s seat. you wish he was here with you, comforting you.

you can’t move on from him. not yet.

“y/n?”

your ears perked and your head immediately looked up to see a surprised riki in front of you, coming back from school.

you immediately picked yourself up. you were not looking at him as you were trying to leave him but riki beat you to it when he lightly gripped your wrist.

his touch immediately made you pause. you missed his touch, the feeling of him. he noticed that you stopped so he loosened his grip.

you turned around and see his doe-like eyes looking at yours. it was nothing but sadness and exhaustion. you felt crying on the spot to see riki like that.

there was nothing but silence. tension increased as you both of you kept staring at each other. unspoken words being exchanged.

“i’m sorry.” riki spoke first. you were still silent, thinking of what to say but riki continue, fixing his posture. “i’m sorry y/n, i-i was such a jerk to you. i was being inconsiderate of your feelings. i was stressed about shit that i took the anger out on you. i don’t even like haerin, god haerin isn’t my fucking type. you’re my type, it’s you- i think of you when i wake up and when i go to sleep- i can’t stop thinking of you, i-i just miss you so fucking much it’s-“

riki kept rambling, not caring if it made sense or not. every second that he looks at you, he kept pouring his feelings to you. you were in front of him so he took the chance to apologize to you and let him spill his true feelings about you.

you stopped him, rubbing his wrists with your thumbs. you were smiling at his words as riki was captivated by your beauty. “slow down…” you reminded him. riki then realized that his chest hurt from speaking too fast.

god he misses your voice. he almost cries at the sound of your voice.

“i’m so sorry y/n, i really don’t deserve you.” riki’s tears were also visible, his voice whining as he tried intertwining his hands to yours. your eyes looked at the way his hands tried to go for yours. it looked perfect. a perfect puzzle piece.

“you’re all i want.”

those were the words that you wanted to hear from riki. you took a step forward to him. you realized how much of mess he is, just like you. you tippy toed as your arms moved around his neck as your head was buried to the crook of his neck.

riki immediately hugged you back. his arms moved to your waist, almost crushing you as his head moved to your neck, inhaling your scent. he closed his eyes, in a state of relaxation and comfort when he’s in your arms again.

delicate | nishimura riki

౨ৎ ## love so delicate like yours, synopsis: you've realized how far you've gotten with your boyfriend now that both of you are adults.

includes: 1.9k words | soft fluff | yn is anxious asf but riki comforts them | we love reassurance | movie notebook reference 😎 | yn got a tattoo and it makes riki fall in love with them more 🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️ | coming of age¿?

extra: at this point, all of the members are taylor swift coded | soft love is the best love | yn is me because im also 18 and i dont wanna pay taxes D:

likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated! <3

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you sighed as you laid yourself flat against the blankets. you smiled in delight as if your troubles and worries left you. 

“school’s over.” you said, feeling your chest heavy. you recalled the school memories that you’ve experienced; both happy and sad, now that you’re taking the next chapter of your life; college. 

it’s leaving a bittersweet feeling on your whole body. 

“it is.” you looked over your shoulder, to see your boyfriend, riki fiddling with his yearbook. his fingers spotted towards the back of the book, heartfelt messages and inspiring words that his friends wrote for him. 

you’re in riki’s backyard, inside of a treehouse both of you built since children with the help of your parents. you’re so lucky your dad is a constructor. 

riki is sitting, one leg sticking out and one knee bent as he leans into the wooden walls. this position allows you to admire him from below as the sunlight flashes on his beautiful features. 

he’s reading every single message with sincerity and care, from his senior friends that he will probably never see again and his younger juniors that he can’t annoy anymore as he pleases. despite hating waking up early every morning and him dealing with tiring lectures, he has to admit he made memories and friends that’s worth a life time.

“i can’t believe we’re gonna be college students now. where we have to pay off debts, start our career paths, those people who are gonna be closer to 20 than 16 - it’s just,” you took in a breath. “surreal. surreal that we are growing up.”

you had always had a fear of growing up. not wanting to achieve the things and goals you’ve planned on time. you felt like you’re rushing to do everything at once before it becomes too late. you always wanna stay 16 forever; forever naive to understand the real world. how you’re closest friends will separate from you. how everything you’re experiencing right now will be just a memory. 

riki glanced down on you where you’re staring off of space. he can sense the anxiety in your tone. 

he closes the book after he was staring at a picture. a picture titled, “best couple” and it’s a picture of the both of you standing next to each other, smiling widely. he smiled at how adorable you looked next to him.

he scooted closer to you, making himself comfortable once he lays down next to you. his back lays flat, mimicking your position. 

“are you scared?” riki likes to question the obvious, but it helps you reflect on your feelings; how fear is just a feeling and to understand your emotions a bit better.

“just a little anxious just all,” you confessed, looking at riki whose eyes never left yours. “i’m sure it will disappear soon. i mean, everyone experiences this.” you reassure yourself and riki sense it, enjoying your honesty.

“mhm,” riki mumbles. “it’s okay to feel anxious, the future is scary.” he looks down. “it’s only a matter of time how you’re gonna handle it. you create your own future.” 

his words ring in your head. he’s right.

riki took your silence as a way that you agree with him. 

he then glanced down towards your arm, a black-inked drawing that attracted him. riki scooted closer, his body turned to yours. he propped himself up with his elbow.

no matter how close the proximity is between the both of you, it still makes you nervous til this day. especially with how much older and mature-looking your boyfriend of 6 years is. 

“your parents aren’t mad about this?” riki gently poked on your arm, eyes analyzing the art in your arm. it’s only been a week since you decided to get your first tattoo.

it’s beautiful, he thinks. 

“not anymore, i’m 18 now.” you huffed out. you remembered the horror on your parents’ faces but a sigh of defeat when they realized you’re now responsible of yourself. it makes you chuckle about their panicked expressions, slowly making themselves aware that you’re not gonna be their little 4 year old reckless daughter anymore. 

“i can imagine your mom shrieking.” riki giggled which made you scoffed because he wasn’t wrong. 

“your birth flower?” riki asked, his fingertips gently tracing the traces of your birth flower. 

your eyes widened a bit at his sudden touch then you looked down at how focused riki was. his eyes were staring at it as if your tattoo was a museum. 

your heart beat quickened at the sight. 

“the flower that i drew for you in your math notebook in 6th grade.” riki smiled, realizing how much time flies since you guys called it official since middle school. you’ve remembered the nervousness riki’s hands were, fiddling the bouquet of origami flowers. flowers he made for each that day that he fell in love with you. you thought it was silly. riki has always been caring and kind to you so it was natural for you to reprociate the feelings back. and so, without any pressure or doubts, you guys called it official.

“i thought you threw your old notebooks away..” his voice still remains soft and delicate, still smiling at your tattoo. he started to reminisce the times he would doodle on your notebook without you noticing. like a surprise.

“i ripped the page and kept it since.” when you were going into your freshman self, you looked back into the notebooks to reminsince your middle school memories. you’ve came across a drawing — no other than riki’s in one of your notebooks. you ripped it out and hid it in a safe spot until you get a tattoo of it ever since.  

some people thought you guys weren’t gonna make it past middle school — even you too, but since both of you got in the same highschool, it remained strong. a strong string holding your relationship tight.

yes, with hormones acting up and puberty getting in the way, there were times where you guys had fought and argued together to the point it was nearing breaking apart but both of you shouldn’t let it slide. not when it has reached this far. and how much you love each other.

although your boyfriend has grown up, there are occasionally times where he teases you and becomes childish around you, it makes you soft-hearted at how he still has a soul of his 12-year old self. especially moments where he look similar to a duck, which made you think about how much duck plushies you have on your bed because it reminds you of riki. 

you’re happy that you’re growing up with him.

“what are you thinking about pretty girl?” 

you gasped lightly, realizing that you’re spacing out. you looked at him and you see a small smirk implemented on his face, curious of what your pretty head is thinking about.

your face relaxes, trying to calm yourself. you’re nervous over nothing.

you looked down at your hands, then glance at riki’s hand comfortably resting, then back to your hands. your fingers slowly creep upon riki’s fingers, slowly rubbing them with yours. you smiled at the sight.

“it’s insane to think about how much we’ve grown.” you paused. “together.”

riki’s eyes looked at the sight, his heart beat echoing and growing louder. no matter what you do, you always make him think irrational. he then glances at you smiling when you’re playing with his fingers. “not many people believed in us lasting this long, not even me. i was worried if one of us lost feelings, found someone else better, or get something in our way, but im glad that we didn’t give up.” you looked at riki where his attention was diverted to you. he raised an eyebrow to indicate that he was listening.

“i’m happy that i’m dating you, i can’t express how much i adore you, how much you mean to me, i’ve never felt love this strong before — you’re just everything to me. i can’t imagine laughing harder than with anyone else, smile so much with anyone else. with you, it’s different. thank you for loving me.” 

you’re cringing on the inside at how much you confessed in such a short amount of time. you’re met with silence from your boyfriend who seem atonished from your words. you’re embarrassed, pulling back your fingers to cover your blushing cheeks in front of your boyfriend.

riki’s lips twitched, happy for you to express your feelings more comfortably now compared to the past situations. (one of the reasons that you’ve guys argued before) his chest felt light, his grin becoming bigger when you’re hiding from him.

you hear the blankets rustling, you felt riki’s arm slowly snake around your wrist to lightly remove your hand from your face. you removed your embarrassed hands and your eyes followed his hand clasping onto yours. the sight of his veiny hands makes you silent.

you admire the two of you holding hands. your stomach was feeling butterflies just as it was the first time riki confessed his feelings to you. riki twists your wrist, allowing you to see the sight from all angles. it looks so perfect. your hand perfectly structured to hold his. 

“you’re just as perfect as to what i am seeing right now.” riki spoke with a soft tone, chuckling when he kept twisting and turning your wrist. “you have a place in my heart no one else could ever have. my heart is so full of you i can hardly call it my own. i choose you. and i’ll choose you over and over. without a pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat, i’ll keep choosing you. as long as i’m alive, you will always be loved.”

you’re speechless at your boyfriend’s words to the point you feel like crying. riki still kept smiling at you, giggling. you saw the crescents formed in his eyes whenever he smiled at you and it never fails to make yourself love him more.

riki took this opportunity to lift himself up, hovering above you. he pecked your forehead. you felt his warm lips touching your skin and the goosebumps always forms whenever he makes you flustered.

you looked up at him, surprised. he looked down at you with his head tilted and a scrunched nose like a puppy, as if he was proud to do that.

nothing but an exchange of loud heart beats matching with one another and genuine giggles back and forth. 

riki then leaned in towards you. you closed your eyes at the expected action. his lips touching with yours. electricity flows when he rubs his fingers on your hands. it always make you feel all tingly on the inside. 

riki then pulls back, “cute.” he teases you, making your cheeks grow hotter. “shut up.” you rolled eyes, earning a little laugh from him.

riki still doesn’t let go of your intertwined hands as he returns to his original position where you’re laying flat on the ground, shoulder to shoulder. 

“so your summer plans?” riki asked casually. he lifted his head as his arm was under his head to act as support.

you then touched your bangs, realizing that you still have that caramel-like highlights since march. you were starting to get bored of it.

you pursed your lips. “maybe dye my hair next week back to black.” 

riki’s eyes shined. “match with me.” he spoke without thinking. you turned your head to him, realizing that his hair is black now. 

your boyfriend likes it alot when both of you match. 

“if you bleach it next month to some color then what?” you pointed out because sometimes your boyfriend makes impulsive decisions on his hair whenever he sees a cool hairstyles. you’re not angry whenever he does this because he’s good looking with whatever hair color he has.

“i won’t bleach it, i promise. i’ll follow you.” riki spoke and it makes you chuckle that he probably doesn’t realize the importance of his words. “red? blue? silver, i’ll do it for you.” you froze at his sudden deep voice erupting from him. your heart beat also freezes when his lips touches the location of your tattoo. you looked down and see his lips pushed forward. your heart flutters once again.

“you’re dumb.” you spoke, eyes softening at what you were hearing. 

gosh, you really love this man.

riki smiles against your skin, looking up and your heart twists at an umfamiliar sight. “i can be that.” he whispers like it was a promise.