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nishimura riki; photobooths. (1)

(1/2) cotton candy.

(2/2) three words, eight letters.

pairing: nishimura riki x reader

genre: fluff, a bit of angst if you squint hard enough

synopsis: between two best friends who don't realize their feelings for each other just yet.

trigger warning(s): driving lol

word count: 2.3k words

a/n: this is part one of two! i got escalated writing this so i decided to divide the whole thing into two :). this part's inspired by one of my most favorite songs, cotton candy by spill tab ^^. also, the way this is written is not organized nor descriptive and rather cuts to different scenes(?) idk if that makes sense lol

edit note: i messed up on the last upload, so im reposting it. sorry for the inconvenience.

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[7:05 AM]

it was already 7 in the morning, it felt as if you only got a few hours of sleep. which you did due to staying up late completing your piling assignments.

it felt as if you took a 2 second blink and its already the ass crack of dawn.

groaning, you dragged your feet out of bed, making your way to the bathroom. before you could even pick up your toothbrush, your phone started ring

again, you sighed but went to check who was calling this early and of course, it had to be riki.

“what is it nishimura” you said in a tired tone, not really in the mood due to your lack of sleep. “geez, someone woke up on the wrong side of bed today” you could literally hear the grin on his face right now.

“get to the point, i need to go brush my teeth”

“alright alright” he said laughing a little bit “i’ll be picking you up today”

“why so sudden?”

“why do i need an excuse to see my bestfriend, hm?”

“okay fine”

“by 8?”

“sure”

“alright you can continue brushing your teeth now, i will not disturb you anymore”

“you better”

“okay, bye” he said smiling, and then hung up.

__

[7:56 AM]

“bye mom!”

“bye sweetheart! tell him to drive safe!”

“i will!” you said walking out the door.

if there were anyone your parents trusted you most with, it would be the nishimuras. they only met two years ago but yours and riki's mom are the best of friends. riki, whenever it came to going out, traveling or taking care of himself, he was good at it. which was why it didn't take your mom a second thought as soon as you mentioned his name

as soon as you closed your front door, car honks could be heard. looking up to meet riki sitting in his car with that signature cheeky grin of his.

__

[3:30 PM]

it was halfway through last period, surprisingly, you got through it just fine despite the mentioned sleep deprivation mentioned earlier thanks to the coffee riki got you before picking you up this morning.

"psstt" you heard from behind. "give me your book"

"riki you're gonna get us in trouble" you mumbled. forth period math with mr. huang was hell, and hes very much well known in this school for how strict and straight forward he is. so being the typical good student you were, you'd want anything but to be involved in trouble with mr. huang.

"just give me your notebook y/n"

and so you did in order for him to shut up without questioning him because you assumed he had missing notes to note down. but not even a second after handing your book, he handed it back.

"first page" he whispered, and continued to listen to what mr.huang was explaining.

you flipped your book open to see a folded piece of notebook paper.

"amusement park after class? :)" it said, with two boxes with the options yes and no.

normally if it was a school day the next day, you'd tick no, which of course riki was well aware of, but it happened to be a friday today. instead of ticking it, you wrote something back below it.

"i'll need to ask my mom first" you scribbled, handing it back without turning.

the sound of his pencil scribbling could be heard, and then a tap on your shoulder

"dont worry, i asked your mom this morning already" he wrote.

you unconsciously turned back to give him a look. only to meet that darn smile of his he always had plastered on his face.

"ms. y/n? are you listening?"

"yes sir"

mr. huang gave a warning look, one that says "i know you weren't but i'll let you off the hook just this once". thank god

with that, you unfolded the piece of paper in your hand and ticked the box

--

[4:10 PM]

"when did you even call my mom?" you said, getting into the passenger's seat.

"i called her this morning after i called you"

"and she agreed?"

"yup, didn't she tell you?" he then reached out to your side, to get your seatbelt strapped on for you. why did he do this? no idea. but it's always been a habit of his to make sure you're settled before setting off. normally, you'd feel fine about it. it makes you grateful even, knowing that he cared. but this time, his face was close. making you hold your breath.

you never knew that your bestfriend was this good looking. of course you knew that, but it didn't usually make you feel the way you did at that moment. you waited for him to be done and return back to his seat.

"nope"

~~

[7:10 AM] ~ this morning

as your mom was preparing everybody's breakfast, her phone by the kitchen island rang, with the contact name "Riki" calling.

"hey darling, you wanna pick y/n up today?" she answered, laughing a bit because it was pretty much predictable. every time he called was about you.

with a little laugh in return, he answered shyly, "yes"

"alright, drive safe riki" she said as she was about to hang up.

"oh and mrs. park?"

"yes dear?"

"would it be okay if i take her to the amusement park after school? its a friday today," he sounded prepared to read a whole list as to why she should let him take you.

"of course riki, not a problem." she said with a huge smile plastered on her face, "she needs a little break after all, all she's been doing lately is staying in her room and studying. im sure you're aware of that."

"yes, thank you mrs. park. i'll make sure to have her home by 8"

it was hard to trust people with her one and only baby daughter with anyone taking her places unless it was your dad, jay or herself, anyone outside of the family in general. but with riki, she never worried once because she knew you'd return safe with him.

everybody knew he cared most when it came to you, it made her feel nothing but warmth with you around him.

"riki?"

"yes mrs. park?"

"thank you. you know, for taking care of y/n."

"it's alright mrs. park, im just doing what im supposed to. besides, enjoy her presence around me anyway" he said smiling looking down.

your mom laughed. "alright then dear, drive safe"

~~

[ 5:02 PM]

after a stop at a cafe to get you both something to eat, you finally arrived. here you were, stood by the entrance of the amusement park.

your eyes sparkled, you'd be lying if you said you weren't excited. after months of just pure studying, a little break would be nice. and riki knew that. he thought to himself that you needed this for the sake of your sanity and mental health, and so he planned the whole of today to be revolved around you just having fun.

he smiled to himself, admiring you. happy that you even agreed to this without bringing up assignments due. even if you did, he would've dragged you here anyway because he knew you needed this.

his thought was disturbed when he felt a grasp on his hand "come on we can't just stand here all day, nishimura" before he could respond, he was already being dragged to places.

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[5:40 PM]

"come on, riki!" you said, trying to convince him to put on the character hat you had in your hands, matched to the one you had on yours. "no" he said, trying to get away from your figure with not so much effort thanks the height difference.

the way you were struggling on your tippy toes trying to reach his head made him giggle, finding it cute.

although he seemed like he was annoyed, he was secretly enjoying this. "gosh darn those vitamins" you said under your breath, which he heard, making him laugh.

"what are you laughing at?" you said now with your hands on your waist, looking at him with an offended look.

"nothing" he said grinning.

"just put it onnnn, it'll look cute on you" with that, he's already almost convinced to put it on.

"it'll only make me look like a fool" he said, moving his head upwards again so that you wont be able to reach

"come onn, put it on at least just for a couple of pictures?" you said swaying his arm a bit.

"fine, but you'll have to pay for my cotton candy" the boy's hand pointed at the nearby stall. "deal!" with that you made a jump while his eyes were focused on the stall, quickly putting the hat on him before he could say anything else.

"yah-"

"YOU LOOK ADORABLE" you said laughing.

again, his heart just did a backflip. in the span of a minute you just called him both cute and adorable. it was a lot to process, so he was just standing there looking at you.

"your mom needs to see this" you said excitedly bringing out your phone.

hearing the mention of his mom rang an alarm in his head. everybody knows riki's got that soft spot when it came to you. he just somehow can't say no, and even if he did, he'll always end up giving in. and knowing what his mom would have to say when she sees those pictures, he got embarrassed.

riki's a stubborn one when it comes to these things, and for his mom to know that you managed to make him put on the character hat? she will not stop talking about it for as long as she can remember, and riki's mom? not a forgetful woman.

"no no no, cotton candy" he said hurriedly, dragging you by the arm towards the stall.

little did he know, you were spamming your camera button.

walking towards the stall, you guys were met with a friendly lady who gave you a warm smile as soon as she saw you two. or maybe she was already admiring you both at that moment you were trying to convince him to put on his hat.

being easily distracted, you smiled back. "hello, what can i get for you lovebirds?" she said

"o-oh"

"i'll have a blue one, and she'll have a pink one, please" riki said before it got awkward, returning the friendly smile. he didn't deny it either, because he kind of liked it.

"yah, you can't just order for me without knowing what color i wanted" you said turning to him furrowing your eyebrows a bit.

"yeah? what color were you going to get?"

"...pink" you said looking back at what the lady was doing, making riki softly giggle. "still, you should've asked!"

"oh you know i don't need to" he said, smiling while looking at you all embarrassed.

"here you go sweetheart" the lady handed riki your cotton candies, smiling because she was listening to the whole conversation between you two, thinking to herself how exciting and heart warming love at youth was.

although he made a deal with you that you were going to pay for your cotton candies, he still paid.

"you guys want me to take a picture for you two?" the lady offered.

"oh no its okay-

"yes yes please" you said cutting riki off and handing the lady your phone.

you smiled, holding onto riki's arm with your pink cotton candy in hand, and blue in his.

"here you go! you two enjoy your time" the lady said waving at you two as you both walked away. "thank you!" you waved back.

"airdrop me those" riki said, looking straight forward.

"why the sudden change of mind? weren't you just sulking earlier because i said i was going to send them to your mom?" you said chuckling, eating your cotton candy.

"i wasn't sulking, and plus i just want those pictures in my phone for memories. and im sure a couple of them makes your face look funny, they'd be perfect for my lock screen." or maybe just because those pictures only consists of him and you.

you scoffed, "you're unbelievable".

~~

[6:55 PM]

you knew that this whole thing was meant for you and him to relax and have fun but you cant help but feel a bit down.

not because you weren't working on your schoolwork, but because this was the exact same location you got technically rejected by the boy standing right next to you.

on that same ferris wheel that came to sight after looking around for a while.

it was 5:00 PM on a saturday, you and riki were on your first ever hang out together.

your last ride of the day was the ferris wheel, looking around pointing out things that aren't usually seen if you both weren't this high up. you tried to look back at him to see what he was doing, but he was already looking in your direction, and because of how close your faces were, your lips touched by accident.

he avoided you for a week after that, only to come back to talk to you by your locker casually again, that kiss became an unsaid thing and you two never spoke about it ever since.

you were going to attempt to confess again, in the ferris wheel. but you were a nervous wreck, who knows if you were going to try to change up the topics again when the time was right, like you always do.

every time you tried to confess again after that incident, you always end up changing the subject again when its time, too afraid of rejection, telling yourself that at least you get to be around him. and you didn't want to ruin all that.

trying to distract yourself, you looked around and spotted a photo booth.

"riki look! a photo booth!" you pointed.

~

little did you know, riki was also planning out how he was going to tell you that the boy liked you inside his little head.

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inspiration song link! - cotton candy, spill tab (also in the playlist below)

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nishimura riki; photobooths (2)

(2/2) three words, eight letters.

previous part - (1/2) cotton candy.

pairing: nishimura riki x reader

genre: fluff, angst if you squint hard enough

synopsis: between two best friends who don't realize their feelings for each other just yet.

trigger warning(s): abit of swearing, ferris wheels?

word count: 1.7K

a/n: the ending to this im not really satisfied with but its been in my drafts for so long i've gotta just :D

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[6:55 PM]

it was starting to get dark, you were walking with a bunny plushie in hand that riki got for you at the balloon popping stall, and with riki walking right beside you of course. looking around to see whatever interested you both next.

for riki, he was just in his own world, going wherever you led him.

what was he thinking of? the moment you decided to name that bunny after him as soon as you had it in your hands with no hesitation, and that caught him off guard for a bit. now you're just going to have a bunny in your room named riki.

and of course, back at the cotton candy stall, when the lady called you both lovebirds, it made him feel a certain way.

that same feeling he gets every time you called him cute. or whenever you fixed his hair for him, whenever you brought him banana milk randomly, whenever you feed him random things, whenever he did something wrong on purpose just so you can do it for him instead.

that same feeling he always gets when he's around you.

his act of service, his constant teasing, his little gifts, his little notes he'd usually write you whenever he was bored in class, a lot of them contained with drawings of bunnies and funny looking strawberries cause he knew they were your favorite things, or just notes telling you that he liked your outfit that day.

the way he takes you places whenever he knew you were stressed or when you needed it, when he appears at your doorsteps whenever you texted him telling him that you weren't feeling your best, when he tries to compliment and make you feel better when you're down although he's bad it it, thats his love language.

yours was physical touch, like when you'd play with his hair, which he loved, when you'd drag him around by his hand or when you hug him when you're feeling down just for comfort.

your clinginess, like when you unconsciously hold his hand when you're in public places, when he's playing games with controller in hand but you're bored so you'd always end up laying on his lap, watching the screen although you don't understand anything that's going on, but since it's riki playing it, you're interested

your patience for him. he'd make mistakes and instead of getting annoyed over it, you'd calmly tell him to try again and would help him with it. whether with homework, cooking or anything you both decided to do together. or when he's feeling down and stressed, your arms and ears are always open for him. you're always there to listen and hug him whenever he needed.

your constant scolding whenever he purposefully did something wrong so that you'd do it for him instead, he'd enjoy it whenever you were mad at him just because he thought that its cute.

he loved everything about it.

he knew how you liked your coffee, what you wanted your pancakes with and how many you'd usually eat, your favorite colors. he knew when you'd get nervous just by how you fiddle with his hands, how you loved it when he'd comfort you by giving back rubs, hand rubs or head pats. just like you did for him. he knew every single tiny detail.

you don't know how much of an impact you took upon this boy, and he wasn't against any of it either as he loved every second of it.

whatever the other did, you both have no hesitations to give it a try too.

this was alot of emotions for a boy to keep to himself. it was the first time he felt like he wanted someone to know how much he liked them. which was why this whole date-like after school amusement park thing was a good idea. he was going to tell a girl that he liked her on her favorite ride in an amusement park, where it all started. he planned it all out 2 weeks prior.

why did it take two weeks when this whole idea popped into is little head in the span of 10 minutes? it's because he's nervous, he's never confessed to anyone, ever. and like the perfectionist that he is, he wanted everything to go as planned.

"riki look! a photo booth!" you pointed.

"y/n, no more pictures" riki replied, dragging his feet.

"i just want some pictures i can put in my phone case. its so blank right now, see?" you said, extending your arms and showing the back of your phone case directly at his face.

and with that he was already convinced, to miss the chance to get his face inside that clear phone case of yours? anything.

"didn't you just have a picture of that one k-pop idol you were obsessing over for weeks?" riki said smiling a bit, looking down at you.

"well yes, but i've looked at that same photo card too much it got kinda boring."

he remembered vividly how you were squealing at him over it about a week ago.

"alright, fine" he said in a stern tone, but was jumping around inside "but it has to be in there for at least 5 months".

"okay okay fine! let's take four sheets worth so we both got two sheets each okay?"

"alright."

and there he finds himself taking pictures with with you and riki the bunny in your arms. and that character hat he came to like because every once in a while you'd turn back to tell him that it looked cute on him.

riki being riki, he was awkward.

"smile a a bit won't you, nishimura?" you poked him, placing your chin on his shoulder staring right at him. he looked back down at you. gosh if he had to count how many times him heart rate accelerated today just because of one person.

snap

"alright just get your chin off me it hurts" he giggled and grabs you by your face to lift your head up

snap

"yah!" you tried grabbing his whole face too but it was more of a struggle with his hands blocking you view. at that point you both have forgotten you were taking pictures.

--

[7:15 PM]

you brought out your phone and popped off your phone case to settle the pictures in the right spot.

he really made to that phone case of yours, he thought.

popping it back on, you lifted your phone and started taking pictures of the view.

"y/n"

"hm?" you looked up, he was taking photos of the both of you.

"i'm sending these to my mom, she just texted me"

"send me them too"

after he was done, you handed your phone to him. "could you take a couple for me?"

he smiled, knowing what to do.

the lighting on your face was just perfect. and you couldn't look even more adorable with that bunny on your lap.

he started clicking, but of course, he couldn't miss this chance.

"here you go" he handed you back your phone

"riki these are all you!" you said swiping through them rapidly. he really just spammed the button didn't he

he laughed, "alright alright, i'll take you some" you handed it back but he brought out his instead

"no no, i feel like the lighting on my phone looks better, i'll airdrop them after"

smooth.

-

"i miss the feeling of being on ferris wheels" you said.

you knew damn well the last time you were on one was with him and it didn't end well.

"me too" he replied with a smile, looking back out to see the view.

nervously thinking of the right time to say the three words that he's practiced in front of the mirror in his bedroom countless times making sure he won't mess it up just for today.

the atmosphere was a lot different from when you both were last here, more lights, more lively, more stalls.

"riki?"

"y/n" he replied. you froze, not being able to mutter out your words. chanting in your head that it's now or never and that you can't keep chickening out when the timing is perfect. but nothing seemed to come out of you mouth.

three words, eight letters was all it took and yet it was so hard to say. being too scared of rejection, too scared of the outcome. you can't handle the thought of him ghosting you again. god knows whether or not he's going to ghost you or just cut you off for good.

it was just silence. you two were just looking in different directions, staring out of the ferris wheel.

again, you failed to say how you felt towards the boy. again, you tried changing the topic.

"people look like ants from up her-

"i like you, y/n"

"what?"

"i like you" he said, with no hesitation looking straight at you now but you were too nervous to look into his eyes right now. what the fuck.

"i do too riki"

"i don't mean it in a friendly way y/n." you paused to look at the boy, he continued, "i mean in way that means you make me feel things whenever i'm around you. i like you a lot, y/n"

"i like you too, riki."

your heart was thumping in your chest it felt like it was going to burst. you weren't on a roller coaster, it was just a ferris wheel but yet the excitement was incomparable. he confessed before you did.

thats when you realized that those pictures you took from the photo booth were also in his phone case.

riki was never the type to say or do these things, which took you by surprise. he just said he liked you.

like, like like you.

it was minutes of just looking around after that. to riki, this was new, never once in his life has he confessed and god if he was along right now he would be jumping around because he did it, and he didn't fuck it up.

"so, you wanna grab coffee tomorrow morning?" he said looking out

"yup"

"8?"

"yup"

he smiled looking down

the awkwardness was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

what mattered at that moment though, was that it happened, you confessed. or he did. after years, it finally happened and you didn't get rejected, which is a big relief. it wasn't all that bad after all.

character hats, cotton candy stalls, bunny plushies, photobooths and ferris wheels. three words, eight letters. it all worked out.

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nishimura riki; photobooths. (2/2)

paring: nishimura riki x reader

genre: fluffff, high school, teenage love, abit of angst

a/n: not my best work, but my point here is just classic teenage puppy love. photobooths was inspired by one of my favorite songs, cotton candy by spill tab!

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trigger warning(s): ferris wheels(?), abit of rejection

description: riki was your one and only bestfriend, you basically went everywhere and did everything together ever since both of your parents met. it was going to be hard to not catch feelings when you spent almost every single hour of everyday with him, so you did. one accident at the amusement park where you two accidentally kissed caused a week of him ghosting you. scared of losing him if you happened to confess your feelings for the boy, you promised yourself not to. until one day when he decided to take you to the same amusement park after school. little did you know, it was where it all began for riki.

~~ PARTS.

> part one - cotton candy.

> part two - three words, eight letters.

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𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇ 𝑆𝑈𝑃𝐸𝑅 𝑆𝐻𝑌 !

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 𝑛ishimura riki x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which you write a confession to riki ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 1287 ⸝⸝ not edited, kissing ⸝⸝ ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

for @bywons’s on our love event ! ‹𝟹

THE SOFT HUM OF CHATTER AND THE GENTLE RUSTLING OF PAPERS FILLED THE CLASSROOM AS YOU SETTLED INTO YOUR SEAT, trying your best to look occupied.

you had spent almost two years harboring a secret crush on nishimura riki.

he was the effortlessly cool, funny and incredibly kind boy who always seemed to catch your eye.

he was everything you admired; confident, talented, and strikingly handsome.

the only problem was that you had never spoken to him in those two years other than probably eight words? — more under cut !

your friends often teased you about your obvious infatuation.

every time riki walked by or glanced in your direction, your heart would race, and your cheeks would flush a deep shade of red.

you couldn't help but steal glances at him, and more often than not, you found him looking back at you, a curious expression on his face.

today was no different. as you sat pretending to read, you felt his eyes on you.

you looked up, meeting his gaze for a brief moment before quickly looking away, your face burning. he caught you again!

this was becoming a pattern, and you could tell he was starting to find it amusing. his soft chuckle and the way his eyes crinkled at the corners made your heart skip a beat.

riki had noticed you a while ago. at first, he found it odd that you were always looking at him, but as time went on, he started to find it endearing.

there was something about your shy demeanor and the way you blushed whenever he caught you staring that he found incredibly cute and endearing.

it didn't take long for him to develop a crush on you, but every time he tried to approach you, you would get so flustered that you'd hiccup and then run away like a damsel in distress.

it was after one of these encounters, where you had practically sprinted out of the classroom after riki had simply said "hi," that he began to doubt himself.

maybe you didn't like him at all. maybe you were just being polite, and he had misinterpreted your shyness for something more.

the thought made his heart ache, and he started avoiding you, thinking it would be best to spare both of you the awkwardness.

days turned into weeks, and you noticed riki's absence quite quickly. he no longer looked your way, no longer smiled at you from across the room.

the realization that he lost interest in you because of your shy demeanour and the fact that you can’t speak a few words to him hurt more than you cared to admit.

your friends noticed your growing sadness and decided to take matters into their own hands.

"y/n, you need to do something,"

your best friend, eunchae, said one afternoon as you all sat in the cafeteria.

"you can't just let this go on forever. you like him, and he clearly liked you too before you kept running away."

"but what if he doesn't like me anymore?" you asked, your voice small.

"he does," eunchae insisted.

"trust me. you just need to show him how you feel. write him a letter or something. leave it on his desk."

you bit your lip, considering her suggestion. the thought of writing down your feelings and leaving it for riki to find made your heart pound with a mix of fear and excitement.

after much encouragement from your friends, you finally agreed.

that night, you sat at your desk, the blank page in front of you feeling like the most intimidating thing in the world.

after several false starts and a lot of crumpled paper, you finally managed to write a letter that you felt conveyed your feelings without being too over the top.

dear riki,

i don't know if you've noticed, but i've liked you for a long time. almost two years now. i know i get super shy and always run away whenever you try to talk to me, but it's just because i get so nervous around you. you're amazing, and i didn't want to make a fool of myself.

i'm sorry if i made you think i don't like you. i really do, i just didn't know how to show it.

i really hope you feel the same,

with love, y/n.

the next day, with trembling hands, you slipped the letter onto riki's desk before class started and quickly took your seat, your heart racing.

throughout the day, you couldn't concentrate, your mind occupied with thoughts of how riki would react.

would he laugh? would he be angry? would he ignore you completely?

when the final bell rang, you gathered your things and left the classroom, your steps slow and hesitant.

you were almost at the school gate when you heard someone calling your name.

turning around, you saw riki jogging towards you, holding the letter in his hand.

"y/n, wait!" he called out, his expression serious yet hopeful.

you froze, your heart in your throat as he reached you.

"r-riki, i..."

"come with me," he interrupted, gently taking your hand and leading you back into the school.

you followed him, your mind racing with endless possibilities.

he led you up to the rooftop, a place you often went to when you needed to think.

it was quiet and peaceful, with a beautiful view of the city.

once you were there, riki turned to face you, still holding your hand. "i read your letter," he said softly.

you swallowed hard, unable to meet his gaze out of the cheesy words you had written.

"i'm sorry if it was weird. i just... i didn't know how else to tell you."

riki let out a small laugh, shaking his head.

"it's not weird, y/n. it's actually really sweet. and it made me realize something."

you finally looked up at him, confusion and hope pooling in your eyes.

"what do you mean?"

riki took a deep breath, his thumb gently caressing the back of your hand shyly.

"i like you too, y/n. i have for a while now. i thought you didn't like me because you always ran away, but now i understand why."

your eyes widened in surprise.

"you... you do?"

riki nodded, his expression sincere.

"yeah, i do. and i'm really glad you wrote me that letter. it gave me the courage to tell you how i feel."

tears of relief and happiness welled up in your eyes.

"i was so scared you'd hate me."

"how could i hate you?" riki said softly, stepping closer.

"you're amazing, y/n. and i'm really happy we can finally be honest with each other."

before you could respond, riki leaned in and kissed you, his lips soft and gentle against yours.

the kiss was sweet and warm, filled with all the emotions you had both kept bottled up for so long.

when he finally pulled away, you were both smiling, the weight of your unspoken feelings lifted of your shoulders.

riki took your hand again, intertwining his fingers with yours.

"so, what do you say we start over? hi, i'm riki."

you laughed, your heart soaring in love.

"hi, i'm y/n. nice to meet you."

he grinned, his eyes sparkling with happiness.

"nice to meet you too. now, let's get out of here. we've got a lot of catching up to do!"

with your hand in his, you left the rooftop, your heart lighter than it had been in years.

it had taken almost two years of shy glances and unspoken feelings, but you had finally found the courage to open up to riki.

as you walked out of the school together, you knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.

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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.....

Laying on our bed at night, it's these kind of sleepovers that make me feel all giddy and happy, it feels like now I know a whole different side of him that nobody else knows. Riki holds the whole galaxy in his small eyes and there is nothing more i like than to get so lost in them that he has to snap me out of my trance. "baby stop staring", oh he got shy..."you have really pretty eyes, you know that right..", he knows he's pretty, he just pretends to be oblivious to it.

oh riki, if only you could look at yourself the way i do. I swear none of my days go as better as the days when I am with you my love.

This was so cute!!😭💜✨ Ahhhh , you're so good 👌 this maybe the best Niki fic I have ever read till now😄

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all i want for christmas is you

PAIRING(S) | nishimura riki x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, crack, rivals to lovers, fake dating au, high school au

WARNING(S) | profanity, lots of teasing, riki is constantly flirting with the mc, childish banter, nosy families, and last but not the least, a fluffy kiss!! 

WORD COUNT | 5471

SUMMARY | agreeing to accompany nishimura riki to a christmas party was probably the most stupid decision you made that day. or so you thought.

PLAYLIST | all i want for christmas is you by mariah carey, i see the light by mandy moore and zachary levi, christmas tree by v (listen to this one once the kissing scene starts) 

AUTHOR’S NOTE | hi!! i’m rly excited to repost this fic since it’s my proudest work and features my bias :”) why am i posting a christmas fic in the middle of march? bc i can’t wait till december to share it with you guys and bc riki is the only person i haven’t written for yet LOL feedback is always appreciated! i would love to hear what you guys think :D 

You wondered if the universe hated you and had decided to fuck you over, or if you were just plain stupid. 

Definitely the latter, you concluded as you watched the most horrifying scene you had ever witnessed unfold before your eyes. 

You probably deserved everything coming your way for trusting Nishimura Riki earlier that day, but as a wise person had once said, even a girlboss has her weak moments. 

And on the 25th of December, you were at your weakest.

Not only had your parents ditched you on Christmas to go on what they claimed was an urgent business trip but had also left without so much as a goodbye.  

You’d woken up to a house as silent as the grave. For a moment, you’d thought you were sucked into the Home Alone universe, what with the way you were shouting their names like a child lost in a crowd and wondering why the fuck they weren’t answering you. 

You’d called and called and called their phones, but each time, you’d received the same monotonous response: the number you are calling is not reachable. 

The first two hours, you were in a state of absolute panic. You had no idea where your parents were and why they weren’t picking up their phones. There were no post-it notes stuck to the refrigerator, and their bed was already made. 

Where the hell were they? 

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Cuddles & Kisses ┃N.RK

non-affectionate!riki x affectionate!reader

riki decides that one day of cuddles and kisses won't hurt.

fluff! small kisses, hugging, cuddling.

wdct: 862

ty for the request. i hope this was alright bc i struggled a bit

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Third Person POV~

You wake up earlier than usual this morning, and Riki was already gone, probably up playing video games on his pc, trying not to yell at Heeseung.

You got out of bed, stretching the stiffness away before heading to the bathroom. After brushing your teeth and washing your face, you left the bedroom, heading to the guest room that Riki used as a personal gaming room.

"Riki?" You peeked in, seeing him click away on his pc. He probably didn't hear you because he had his headphones on.

You approach slowly, rubbing his shoulders as he startles slightly, but relaxes because he knows it's you.

"Good morning, baby.." He reaches up to rub your arm, focusing back on the game. "Good morning, Riki... Why'd you get up so early?.." You ask as he shrugged. "I couldn't sleep well. Just decided to come play the game with Heeseung.."

Nodding at his words, you lean down towards his neck, leaving soft kisses on his skin and then down his shoulder.

He shakes you off, chuckling. "Baby, that tickles.. You're gonna make me die." He says as you sigh, pulling away from him. "Fine.. I'm gonna make breakfast.. What do you want?" You ask as he shrugs. "Whatever you wanna make is fine, baby.. Thank you."

Not even bothering to reply, you leave the room, heading into the kitchen as you start on a simple breakfast.

After finishing cooking, you call Riki into the kitchen, setting both of your plates on the table before grabbing some apple juice from the fridge. You're slightly startled when you feel him grab your hips from behind, leaning in to press a kiss to your cheek. "Thank you, baby.."

He then sits down, and your hands shake slightly as you pour the both of you a glass of apple juice, not even bothering to put the juice back in the fridge before you sit down.

Riki is sitting across from you, eating quietly. You decide to tease him just to see his reaction, because usually he rejects most affectionate touches.

You slide your foot up his leg, rubbing against his inner thigh as he stared up at you. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing.." You respond, feigning ignorance as he sighs. "You're so clingy." He laughs, rubbing your socked foot, giving you an under-the-table massage.

You're slightly shocked at it, but you can't help the smile that creeps onto your face.

After breakfast, Riki offers to do the dishes, so you're simply watching him. Eventually you decide to backhug him, nuzzling into his back. He doesn't say anything, and it makes you happy because he canonically hates backhugs.

He even pats your arm at one point, and it makes your heart feel warm.

"Do you wanna keep watching that show together after I finish?" He asks as you nod. "Sure.."

He finishes the dishes, drying his hands before turning around to face you. You pout, asking for a kiss. He plants one on your forehead, completely ignoring your lips.

"Riki... That's not a kiss.." You whine as he chuckles. "It is a kiss, baby.. Come on.. Let's watch the show."

After dragging you into the living room, you both sit down on the couch, turning on the show. Riki is sitting on the opposite side of the couch from you, as usual.

"Riki.. Sit closer to me..." You pout, reaching over to tug on his arm as he sighs, patting the spot next to him.

You move to sit beside him, resting your head on his shoulder as he pats your head.

This is the most you can get him to do, he's not the cuddling type.

You decided to test the waters though, holding his hand, and sitting basically hip to hip with him.

He shifted slightly, trying his hardest not to move.

Eventually he pulled his hand from your grasp, sighing. "I'm sorry, my hand is sweating." He didn't seem to be uncomfortable, but you could tell he probably was. Something about being too physically close to you just made him nervous.

"Are you okay?" You question, and he nods. "Do you ever get upset with me?.. Because I don't like to cuddle..?"

Confused at the sudden question, you shake your head. "No, not really.. Maybe a little frustrated, but I try not to push it too much.." You mumble as he hums in reply. "Well.. What if I agreed to all the cuddles and kisses you want, but just for today."

You smile at his proposition, nodding. "That would be good.."

He pushes you to lay on the couch, leaning down to give you a soft kiss before laying on top of you.

The next hour is spent watching the TV, and your hands are running through Riki's hair. It wasn't until the episode ended that you realized he had fallen asleep.

You didn't know if he came up with the whole cuddles and kisses ordeal just to use you as a pillow, but either way you got what you wanted and you were very satisfied.

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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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If you are taking req, can you make a teen parenting fic with niki?!? All fluffy?!? Please?!?!

a/n: this isn’t usually something u would write but i thought i should give it a try. sorry if it isn’t to your standards! part 2 is out!!

pairing: non!idol!riki x fem!reader

genre: fluff/ comfort(???)

warnings: lowercase intentional! self doubt, young parenting, stress

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niki would be the first out of you two to suspect something was different with the way you were acting. you had been getting sick every morning and your night cravings were way different to what they were before.

riki was sat next to the toilet, rubbing your back gently as you vomited into the toilet bowl. he sighed, using his other hand to hold your hair back. it was a very early hour and he simply couldn’t understand why for the past few days, you had been feeling so sick. “ y/n.. maybe you’re pregnant” he suggested quietly as you looked up at him. he stood up, quick to grab a cup that you had left on yet sink from the night before, filling it up with water and passing it to you. you shook your head with a frown, looking up at him. “no.. no way.” you mumbled, your head starting to fill with thoughts of having a child. niki ended up running to the pharmacy, grabbing a few pregnancy tests before rushing back home to hand them to you

flipping over the stick, your eyes widened at the sight infront of you with a gasp. niki creaked the bathroom door open at the sound of your gasp, poking his head in. “it’s positive.” you said shakily, tears brimming your eyes as you put the stick down. half of you was super excited while the other half was really worried. you had no doubts about niki and how good of a dad he would be. it was just more yourself. would you be a good mother. rikis giddy giggle pulled you out of your thoughts and placed a soft smile on your own lips.

he rushed into the bathroom, pulling you into a tight hug. he paced his hands with yours, moving away to look into your eyes. “ we are going to be the best parents ever. i’ll do whatever it takes to keep my babies happy.” he said softly, placing a kiss on your forehead before pulling you into another hug.

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if you guys want a part two please be sure to comment of even send in a private request!! reblogs are greatly appreciated :)

hiii!! I love your works and I would love to see a cute scenario where niki teaches japanese to his s/o cause it would look so cute ahhegand anyways thank you very much!! have a nice day hihiiih

“no no, it’s wa-tashi y/n desu. but the u at the end it silent.” niki explains, demonstrating it with his own name. you groaned, flopping back against the couch with a loud huff as you desperately tried to find the space in your brain to learn more.

“riki, this is so hard!” you whined, closing your eyes tightly before slinging a lazy arm over your forehead to shield yourself from the bright lights of your living room. “it’s notttt~ you’re just silly” niki says with a small coo, leaning over you to peck the tip of your nose that was only barely visibly. you sighed loudly,lifting your arms so that you could look at niki.

“alright alright, let’s go take a break. but ask for it in japanese first” he teased, giggling when you landed a playful slap on his shoulder

let’s work together

“explain yourself”

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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?

taglist! ~ @oddeonu @justbored48 @enhasengene @i4cho @chaeryeongsredhair

let’s work together

“we cooley-o”

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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?

taglist! ~ @oddeonu @justbored48 @enhasengene @i4cho @chaeryeongsredhair @tomorrowbymoa-together