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Bf jungwon x reader
Sypnosis: your bf smothers you in kisses in the elevator after work, he couldnât care less if people saw him.
Warning: lots of kissing, fluffff
now playingđ§- soft spot- keshi
đa/n: jungwon version arrivedddd, honestly this is one of my fav hope you enjoy it tooo
Heeseung ver | Jay ver | Jake ver | Sunghoon ver | Sunoo ver | jungwon ver | ni-ki ver
The company building was dead quiet by the time the two of you finally wrapped up for the night. You were exhausted, dragging your feet down the polished hallway, but Jungwon seemed to have this strange, pent-up reservoir of energy. He kept bumping his shoulder against yours, a tiny, mischievous smile playing on his lips.
The moment you stepped into the elevator and the metallic doors slid shut, separating you from the rest of the world, Jungwonâs demeanor shifted. He didnât just step closerâhe completely cornered you.
Before you could even press the button for the ground floor, his arm wound tightly around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest.
"Jungwon, wait," you laughed, your hands coming up to rest against his jacket. "There are security cameras right there."
"Don't care," he mumbled against your skin, already leaning down.
Jungwon loved smothering you in affection, but when he got like this, there was no stopping him. He cupped your face, started at your jawline, peppering soft, rapid-fire kisses that ticked your skin and made you tilt your head back. That was exactly what he wanted. His lips traced a path up to your cheek, pressing deeply into the apple of your smile.
"Won, seriously, what if the elevator stops on the next floor?" you gasped out between giggles, trying to wiggle out of his grip.
"Then whoever gets on is going to see how much I love my girl," he murmured against your lips, his dimples brushing your skin before he finally sealed his mouth over yours.
The kiss was deep, warm, and utterly breathless. Jungwonâs hand moved up to cup the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair to keep you right where he wanted you. Just when you thought he was done, he pulled back a mere fraction of an inch just to look at your dazed expression, let out a soft huff of laughter, and went right back in.
He rained down a relentless barrage of tiny, enthusiastic kisses all over your face. Your forehead, your eyelids, the tip of your nose, your left cheek, your right cheek, and then a heavy, lingering one right back on your lips. By the time the elevator dinged and the doors slid open to the empty lobby, your face was flushed crimson, your hair was a mess, and Jungwon was standing there holding your hand with the most smug, satisfied expression in the world.
Donât care about the game- I only want youđ
Bf heeseung x reader
Sypnosis: your bf couldnât care less that he won the game, he only want you right now.
Warnings: flufff, kissinggg, suggestive?
now playingđ§- canât feel my face- the weeknd
đa/n: hereâs the heeseung versionnn, btw I shortened the playlist lmk if you like the longer one or shorter one! Again I hope you enjoyyyyyy
Heeseung ver | Jay ver | Jake ver | Sunghoon ver | Sunoo ver | jungwon ver | ni-ki ver
You knew Heeseung had a quiet, intense side that he usually kept hidden behind his idol persona and a headset. But tonight, he was completely dialed into a high-stakes competitive match. You were sitting on his bed, just a few feet away, quietly folding a basket of his oversized hoodies. You didn't want to distract him, but you couldn't help but look up every time his jaw clenched or he murmured a low, frustrated curse into his mic.
Finally, the screen flashed with a victory notification. Heeseung didn't even wait for the lobby to load. He pulled off his headset, tossed it onto the desk, and turned his chair around. His eyes locked onto you instantly, dark and heavy with a sudden shift in focus.
The mattress dipped significantly as he crawled onto the bed on all fours. He moved with a slow, predatory kind of grace that instantly made your heart do a nervous flip.
"Heeseungie? Are youâ"
Before you could finish, his long arms wrapped around your waist from behind, dragging your back flush against his chest. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling sharply. His skin was warm, and his breath was hot against your collarbone.
"Heeseung, wait, Iâm trying to finish this laundry," you whined softly, though your hands completely froze over a folded shirt. You were entirely innocent to what he actually wanted.
"Let it wait," he purred. His voice was a low, raspy rumble that vibrated right through your spine. "Iâve been sitting there pretending I was focused on a game, when really all I could think about was how much I wanted to do this."
He didn't give you a chance to process. He leaned up, his lips brushing the sensitive skin just beneath your ear before he attacked your neck with a flurry of heavy, needy kisses. You let out a tiny gasp, your toes curling against the sheets. Heeseung chuckled against your skin, a low, wicked sound that let you know exactly what he was doing to you. He loved how easily flustered you got, and tonight, he was leaning entirely into that intense, borderline overwhelming side of his.
With a sudden, swift movement, he shifted his weight. Before you could even blink, you were flat on your back, pinned gently but firmly beneath him on the mattress.
Your breath caught in your throat. Heeseung hovered over you, his knees trapping your hips while his hands moved to lock your wrists against the mattress above your head. He wasn't hurting you at all, but the sheer dominance of the position made your heart race. His dark eyes burned into yours, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Look at you," he whispered, his voice dripping with playful malice. "So wide-eyed. Do I scare you a little bit?"
"Heeseung..." you breathed out, your face completely burning red.
"Good. Don't look away," he murmured.
Then, he came down, completely smothering your lips with his. This wasn't a sweet, gentle kiss. It was deep, demanding, and utterly intoxicating. Heeseung kissed you like he was starving, his tongue tracing your lower lip, coaxing you to open up for him. Every time you tried to catch your breath, heâd pull back just a millimeterâjust enough to watch your chest heave and see your dazed, ruined expressionâbefore diving right back in to steal the air right out of your lungs again.
He moved his hands down to cup your face, his thumbs wiping away the moisture from your lips as he rained a relentless, breathless of kisses down your jawline, back to your neck, and right back up to your mouth. He was entirely insatiable, smothering you in so much intense affection that by the time he finally let you go, you were trembling, completely dazed, and entirely at his mercy.
Attention please!đ
Bf Jake x reader
Sypnosis: your golden retriever bf is hungry for your attention, heâs about to drown you in millions of kisses.
Warning: Lots of kissing, flufffff
Playlistđ§: your eyes only- enhypen
K- cigarettes after sex
Sweet- cigarettes after sex
đa/n: sorrry Iâve been rlly busy past 2 days anyways hereâs the jakeee version hope you enjoy itttttâ€ïž
Heeseung ver | Jay ver | Jake ver | Sunghoon ver | sunoo ver | jungwon ver | Ni-ki ver |
There was a very specific threshold of attention Jake required on a daily basis, and you had apparently neglected it for too long.
You were simply trying to fold laundry on the bed. That was your first mistake. Your second mistake was letting Jake into the room while you were doing it.
He didn't say a word. He just walked in, saw you reaching for a t-shirt, and tackled you. Not aggressively, but with the sudden, heavy momentum of a giant pouty puppy. You both went down onto the mattress in a chaotic tangle of sheets, limbs, and half-folded clothes.
"Jake!" you shrieked, laughing as the breath was knocked out of you.
"Mine," he decided, pinning your hips down with his legs and trapping your arms by your sides. He was grinning from ear to ear, his eyes shining with a borderline menacing amount of affection. "You've been ignoring me for three hours."
"I was running errands! And then doing chores!"
"Doesn't matter. Penalty phase starts now."
Before you could even inhale to protest, the onslaught began. And it wasn't just a few sweet pecksâit was an absolute, rapid-fire, endless barrage.
He started at your forehead, his lips moving so fast. He didn't give you a single second to breathe. He moved down to your eyebrows, then the bridge of your nose, then the tip of your nose.
"Jake, waitâ"
Mwah, mwah, mwah. He kissed your left cheek five times in a row, then immediately pivoted to your right cheek, peppering it with at least ten more. The kisses were loud, and utterly ridiculous. You turned your head to the side to escape, but that just gave him access to your jawline. He lovingly kissed his way down to your chin, over and over and over.
You were laughing so hard your chest hurt, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. "Jake!!"
"No mercy," he mumbled against your skin, not stopping for even a syllable.
He moved to your neck, planting a chaotic flurry of a dozen tiny kisses right where you were most ticklish. You shrieked, arching your back to get away, but he just followed you down, his hands securely gripping your waist to keep you still. He went back up to your face, kissing your left eyelid, your right eyelid, the temple, the corner of your eyebrow, your cheek again. It was a relentless, sweet smothering.
You tried to use your hands to block him, but he just kissed the palms of your hands, your knuckles, your wrists, before pinning them back down and going right back to your face.
Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah.
"Are you done?!" you wheezed, your face bright red, your hair a static, messy halo around your head.
Jake paused, hovering barely an inch above your face. He was breathing a little heavily, his hair messy, his dimples practically deeply carved into his cheeks from how hard he was smiling. He looked down at you, completely captivated by your breathless, laughing state.
"Hmm. Let me check," he whispered.
He dropped three quick, bouncy kisses on your nose. Then two on your chin. Then a flurry of four more on your cheeks.
"Okay, now I'm almost done," he teased, his voice dropping into that sweet, melting register.
He leaned down and finally, finally captured your lips. But even then, he couldn't just do one. He kissed you onceâsoft and lingering. Then he pulled back, smiled, and kissed you again. And again. He gave you five distinct, slow, incredibly sweet kisses, each one deeper than the last, until your chaotic laughter completely melted into a soft, dizzy sigh.
When he finally rested his forehead against yours, he was beaming.
"Quota met," he whispered, entirely pleased with himself. "For the next twenty minutes, anyway."
Let me rechargeđ
Bf Jay x reader
Sypnosis: after a long day of work, Jay comes back home and needed recharge from you ( which he smothers uou in kisses)
Warnings: flufffff, lots of kissinggg
Playlistđ§: I wanna be yours- arctic monkeys
K- cigarettes after sex
Sweet- cigarettes after sex
đa/n: thought Iâd make KISS KISS KISS fic for every memberrrr, this is Jay version, hope you enjoy ittttttt
Heeseung ver | Jay ver | Jake ver | Sunghoon ver | sunoo ver | jungwon ver | Ni-ki ver |
The front door clicked shut, followed by the heavy thud of Jayâs gym bag hitting the floor. You looked up from your laptop just in time to see him trudge into the living room, shoulders slumped and his usual sharp posture completely melted by a twelve-hour shift.
"Rough day?" you asked softly.
Jay didnât answer with words. Instead, he walked straight over to the couch, collapsed face-first into your lap, and let out a long, dramatic groan into your sweatpants.
You laughed, threading your fingers through his dark hair, gently massaging his scalp.
"That bad, huh?"
He shifted, turning his head so he could look up at you. His sharp jawline and dark eyes usually gave him a intimidatingly cool resting face, but right now, looking up at you from below, he just looked like a needy puppy.
"My brain is completely fried," he mumbled, his voice thick with exhaustion. "I need a recharge."
"Okay. Do you want me to make you some tea, orâ"
Before you could finish the sentence, Jay hooked his arms around your waist and straighten himself up. In one fluid, surprisingly strong motion, he hovered above you until you were lying flat on your back against the sofa cushions, with him hovering directly over you.
"Jay, wait, my laptopâ"
He deftly grabbed the computer from the edge of the couch and set it on the coffee table without looking, never breaking eye contact with you. "The laptop can wait. I said I need a recharge."
"And how exactly do you plan toâ"
He didnât let you finish. He dropped his head down, burying his face in the crook of your neck, and pressed a warm, lingering kiss right against your collar. A shiver ran down your spine, but before you could melt into it, the romantic vibe completely shifted.
Jay started working his way up your jawline, delivering a barrage of loud, rapid-fire kisses.
Mwah. Mwah. Mwah.
"Jay! Ah, stop, that tickles!" you shrieked,
trying to squirm out from under him. But despite his exhaustion, he was a solid wall of muscle, easily trapping you beneath him while keeping his weight off you.
"No stopping," he muttered against your skin, a muffled grin pressing into your cheek.
He moved to your face, sprinkling your left cheek with kisses, then your right, intentionally making them as loud and dramatic as possible. You were laughing so hard your stomach ached, your hands coming up to grip his shoulders to try and push him away, but you were entirely powerless against his muscular body.
He kissed the tip of your nose. He kissed your forehead. He even kissed your chin until you had to tuck it into your chest to hide.
"You're ridiculous," you gasped, breathless and giggling, your face completely flushed.
Jay finally paused, propping himself up on his elbows. The tired shadow that had been over his eyes when he walked through the door was entirely gone, replaced by a bright, affectionate glow. He loved thisâloved knowing he could completely unravel your composure just by being a menace with his affection.
"I feel much better now," he stated matter-of-factly, a smug, satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
"Oh, really? Glad my suffering could cure your fatigue," you chuckled.
Jayâs expression softened, the playful smirk melting into something incredibly tender. He reached down, his thumb gently brushing a stray strand of hair away from your forehead, his eyes dropping to your lips.
"Thank you," he whispered softly.
He leaned down one last time, but there was no teasing this time. He pressed a slow, deep, incredibly sweet kiss to your lipsâthe kind that made the rest of the world completely fade away.
When he pulled back, he didn't move away. He just sighed contentedly, burying his face right back into the crook of your neck, his arms wrapping tightly around you. Within minutes, his breathing evened out, completely asleep, leaving you pinned under the sweetest, most affectionate human radiator alive.
Off the record đ·
Idol Riki x senior idol reader
Sypnosis: fans have been noticing something going on between both of your groups, starting from the collab, fan have already gone crazy about you two, continuing with stoling glances? Oh you guys are the top trending topic now.
Warnings: none? Fluff mainly:)
Playlistđ§: Orange flower- enhypen
Off the record- Ive
Cupid- Daphnie
Collision- straykids
Tokyo flash- vaundy
đa/n: sorrryđđđ this one took a bit long and pls ignore my Sypnosis itâs not written so wellđ„Č, anyways again I hope you enjoyyyyyy
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The internet called it the "Line Distribution of Love," and for the past three weeks, you hadn't been able to live it down.
As the leader, main producer, and co-choreographer of the five-member girl group VIVID, you were used to intense scrutiny. But when JYP entertainment announced that you and your groupmate Misa were collaborating on ENHYPENâs latest comeback trackâyou handling the production and a portion of the choreography, and Misa co-choreographing the heavy performance aspectsâyou knew eyes would be on you.
What you didnât expect was just how much your inner fangirl would manifest in the audio mix.
Ever since ENHYPEN debuted, you had been a quiet but dedicated fan of theirs. And Ni-ki, their youngest, had never been shy about his admiration for you. In almost every interview where he was asked about role models or artists he wanted to work with, your name came out of his mouth.
"VIVID's music is incredible, but their leader's production style? It's genius. I study her dancing all the time," he had said during a recent live stream, ears turning slightly pink.
So, when you were in the studio producing their title track, you might haveâtotally objectively, of courseârealized that Ni-kiâs deep tone was absolutely perfect for the killing parts. You gave him the intro, the center chorus breakdown, and a glaringly prominent bridge.
When the song dropped, the fandom immediately pulled out the stopwatch.
@jaywon_core: Wait... Ni-ki usually gets a solid 12-15 seconds. VIVID's leader just handed him 35 seconds of pure center time and the killing part. SHE SEES HIM.
@enha_vivid: The dots are connecting. He praises her in interviews for a year, she produces their track, and suddenly he's the main character of the album. Iâm screaming.
The real chaos, however, happened at the year-end GDA (Golden Disc Awards).
The backstage hallways were crowded with idols, staff, and security. VIVID had just finished their pre-recording, and you were walking back to your waiting room, flanked by Misa and your three other members. You were still in your stage outfitsâheavy glitter, sleek styling, looking every bit the formidable seniors you were.
Coming from the opposite direction was ENHYPEN.
As the distance closed, you put on your polite, professional senior smile. Jay and Jungwon immediately bowed politely, greeting you and your members. You bowed back, saying, "Great job on the pre-recording earlier!"
But as you stepped past them, the professional facade of ENHYPEN completely fractured.
Heeseung and Jake immediately turned their heads to look at Ni-ki, identical, teasing grins plastering their faces. Sunghoon covered his mouth, clearing his throat loudly to stifle a laugh, while Sunoo literally nudged Ni-ki hard in the ribs with his elbow.
Ni-ki, who usually looked like a cool, unbothered giant on stage, completely froze. His eyes darted from you, to his members, to the floor, his entire face turning a violent shade of crimson.
"Be professional, hyungs," Ni-ki hissed under his breath, though it was loud enough for you and Misa to catch.
Misa bit her lip, shooting you a wicked smirk the second you walked past them. "Oh, he's got it bad," she whispered, nudging your shoulder. "And you aren't helping by making him the center of the universe in their choreography."
"It was artistically necessary for the performance, Misa," you whispered back, your own cheeks burning as you reached your dressing room.
Later that evening, during the live broadcast, the fan cams caught everything.
VIVID was called up to accept the Bonsang Award. As you stood up from your artist seat, the camera panned across the crowd, capturing ENHYPENâs table. While the rest of the members were clapping politely, Jungwon and Heeseung were actively leaning over, whispering something to Ni-ki and pointing at the big screen. Ni-ki was desperately trying to look stoic, clapping with a stiff, hyper-focused intensity, utterly refusing to look at his members who were clearly teasing him about his "crush" walking by.
By midnight, the edit was trending #2 worldwide on X.
After the show concluded, the venue began to empty out. You told your members to head to the van first while you went back to the artist lounge to grab your forgotten iPadâthe one containing all your current lyric drafts.
The lounge was mostly empty, save for one tall figure standing by the beverage fridge.
Ni-ki.
He turned around, a bottle of water in his hand, and froze when he saw you. Without his members around to buffer him, he looked suddenly younger, a bit shy, but incredibly striking in his velvet award-show suit.
"Oh, sunbaenim," he said quickly, bowing. "Good job tonight. Congratulations on the Daesang."
"Thank you, Riki," you said, using his real name gently to ease the tension as you picked up your iPad from the table. "You guys did amazing, too. The performance for the track Misa and I worked on? You absolutely killed the center breakdown."
Ni-kiâs eyes widened slightly, a genuine, bright smile breaking through his shyness. "Really? Thank you. I practice that specific part every day. I didn't want to ruin the choreography you and Misa-ssi made."
"You didn't ruin it at all. Honestly, when I was writing the track, I could only hear your voice for that section," you admitted, offering him a warm, candid smile. "The fans seem to like it, too. Though... I think your members are teasing you a bit too much about it."
Ni-ki groaned softly, burying his face in his hands for a brief second before looking back at you, a playful but embarrassed look in his dark eyes. "They are being unbearable. Jungwon hyung hasn't stopped singing your verse to me all week. Iâm sorry if itâs making you uncomfortable, sunbaenim."
"It doesn't make me uncomfortable at all," you said, taking a step closer. You dropped your voice slightly, a teasing glint in your eyes. "Actually... I should probably confess. Iâve been a big fan of ENHYPEN for a long time. So when I gave you those lines, it wasn't just professional. I just really wanted to see you shine."
Ni-ki stared at you, his breath hitching slightly. The confident main dancer of ENHYPEN was completely speechless, his ears turning a bright, telling pink once again.
"You... you're a fan?" he managed to ask, his voice dropping a register.
"A big one," you smiled, turning toward the door as your manager texted you that the van was ready. "Keep working hard, Riki. I'm already thinking about the next track I want to produce for you guys. See you at the next music show."
You gave him a small wave and walked out into the hallway. As the door clicked shut behind you, you could hear a muffled, excited thump from inside the lounge, followed by a very distinct, breathless, "Yes!"
You couldn't help but laugh, pulling your coat tighter around yourself. The internet was definitely going to have a field day with the next comeback.
Six months after the Golden Disc Awards, the internetâs theories hadn't died downâthey had evolved.
VIVID and ENHYPEN had just wrapped up a massive, JYPx HYBE, SMTOWN-style global concert in Tokyo. The stage collaborations had been legendary, but the real chaos started during the post-concert tradition: the late-night Instagram floods.
As the leader, you posted a carousel of behind-the-scenes photos on VIVIDâs official account. It started normal enough: a group shot of the five members, a selfie with Misa backstage covered in glitter, and a photo of the massive Tokyo Dome crowd.
But it was the final slide that caused the entire K-pop fandom to melt down.
It was a simple, aesthetically pleasing picture taken inside a Tokyo record shop. The focus was on a vintage vinyl display, but in the lower left corner of the frame, two hands were resting on the wooden counter. One hand was yours, holding a coffee cup. Overlapping it slightly was a much larger hand with long, slender fingers, wearing a very distinct, heavy silver chrome ring.
You didn't tag anyone. The caption was just a simple: "Thank you, Tokyo! ăăăăšăæ±äșŹ! "
Within ten minutes, the internet had done its detective work.
@vivid_4ever: HOLD ON. LOOK AT SLIDE 5. CHROME RING. THE EXACT SHAPE OF THE FINGERS. GUYS.
@heejake_squad: Iâm not saying anything but Ni-ki wore that exact silver ring during his airport arrival three days ago. And look at the sleeve of the black hoodie in her pic... it's the brand he always wears. THEY ARE COFFEE DATING IN TOKYO?!
The comments section was completely on fire, but neither you nor your agency said a word.
Exactly one hour later, Ni-ki posted on his weverse account. He uploaded a series of black-and-white photos of himself dancing during soundcheck, looking incredibly cool. But, true to his cheeky nature, his final slide was where the "soft launch" became undeniable.
It was a mirror selfie taken in a dim elevator. He was wearing his signature oversized black hoodie and the silver ring. Resting casually on his shoulder was a head of hair that perfectly matched your current comeback color, though the face was hidden behind a phoneâa phone sporting the exact custom-designed VIVID staff pop-socket that Misa had gifted you the week before.
His caption? A single emoji: đ§
Back in the hotel suite, you were curled up on the bed, scrolling through the absolute madness on X . The fans were going feral, connecting the two posts with side-by-side grids, completely losing it over how flawlessly subtleâyet entirely loudâthe confirmation was.
Misa walked past your bed, tossing a bag of snacks onto your lap. "You two are absolute menace material, you know that right? The company PR team is probably sweating, but the engagement numbers are legendary."
"We didn't say anything official," you laughed, locking your phone as it buzzed.
A text message lit up the screen.
Riki đ€: Jay-hyung just showed me the edits the fans made of our posts. Theyâre calling us 'The Production Couple.'
You smiled, tossing the blankets off and walking over to the hotel room door. When you opened it, Ni-ki was standing there, the silver ring catching the hallway light as he raised a plastic bag with a grin.
He stepped inside, kicking the door shut with his heel, and immediately pulled you into a warm, grounding hug.
"Good job on the soft launch, sunbaenim," he murmured into your hair, his voice deep and full of affection.
"You too," you teased, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Next time, we might actually have to hold hands in the photo."
Ni-kiâs eyes sparkled with that familiar, mischievous glint. "Let's do it on the next comeback. Give the internet something real to talk about."
3:14am- I need you by my side
Best frd Riki x reader
Sypnosis: you have serious insomnia, remedies didnât help but surprisingly your best friend helped?
Warnings: insomnia, tooth rotting fluff, lowkey bestfriends to lover?
Playlistđ§: always- Daniel Caesar
Moonlight- Chase Atlantic
Iâm so in love with you- the kid laroi
Soft spot- keshi
Come back home- Sofia Carson
đa/n: been very consistent latelyđđ thank you for the likes on previous postsss, hope you enjoyyyyy
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The glowing green numbers on your alarm clock read 3:14 AM.
You stared blankly at the ceiling, your eyes burning but your brain stubbornly refusing to shut down, thoughts are loud in your head. This was your third night of running on less than two hours of sleep. You had tried everything: lavender pillow sprays, warm milk, blackout curtains, white noise playlists, and even the aggressive 4-7-8 breathing technique. Nothing worked. Your insomnia was a stubborn monster, and it was winning.
Your phone buzzed against your nightstand, the sudden vibration making you flinch.
Riki: You're awake, aren't you?
You blinked at the screen. Riki knew your sleep schedule, better than anyone.
You: Is it that obvious?
Riki: I can see your green active dot from here. Open your window.
Confused, you pushed yourself out of bed, your limbs feeling heavy as lead, and padded over to the window. Pushing the glass open, you looked down into the quiet alleyway separating your apartment buildings. Riki stood there, wearing an oversized hoodie, holding up a massive fleece blanket in one hand and a bag of takeout in the other.
"Movie night," he called up in a loud whisper, a lopsided grin on his face. "Get down here, or I'm breaking in."
Ten minutes later, you were wrapped in a cocoon of blankets on Rikiâs living room sofa. The only light in the room came from the television screen, which was currently displaying a streaming menu.
"I'm telling you, Riki, itâs a waste of time," you sighed, leaning your head back against the cushions. "My brain is literally broken. I tried that weird muscle relaxation thing tonight and all it did was make me hyper-aware of my own toes."
Riki chuckled, sitting down next to you and handing you a carton of warm food. "We aren't trying to force you to sleep. We're just distracting you from trying to sleep. Big difference."
He scrolled through the movies and picked a long, slow-paced sci-fi film youâd both seen a franchise of before. As the opening credits began to roll, Riki shifted, extending his arm along the back of the couch.
"Come here," he murmured.
You didn't even hesitate. You slid closer, letting him pull you against his side. You rested your head right in the crook of his shoulder, the familiar scent of his laundry detergent and the floral cologne wrapping around you like a safety net.
For the first twenty minutes, you tried to focus on the movie. But Rikiâs presence was incredibly grounding. He didn't fidget, and his breathing was a steady, rhythmic rise and fall beneath your cheek. Slowly, casually, his free hand began to gently trace patterns on your arm, his fingers moving in soft, repetitive motions over the fleece blanket.
It was the first time all week that the frantic, buzzing noise in your head started to quiet down.
Your eyelids grew heavy. You blinked, trying to force them open, but Riki noticed. He shifted slightly, wrapping his arm more securely around your waist and pulling you fully against his chest, tucking you under his chin
"Don't fight it," he whispered, his voice deep and soothing in the dark room. "Just close your eyes. I've got you."
The warmth radiating from him was better than any heated blanket. The gentle, slow stroke of his hand on your shoulder was more soothing than any white noise playlist. For the first time in days, you felt completely safe enough to let go.
Your breathing slowed, matching his steady rhythm. As your eyes slipped shut for the final time, the last thing you felt was Riki resting his cheek softly against the top of your head, holding you tight against the rest of the world.
The next thing you knew, a soft beam of morning sunlight was filtering through the gaps in the blinds, warming your face.
You blinked your eyes open, feeling a strange, unfamiliar sensation: you were actually well-rested. The heavy, gritty feeling behind your eyes was completely gone, replaced by a cozy warmth.
As you slowly came to your senses, you realized you weren't in your own bed. You were still on Rikiâs couch. Even more shocking? You had actually slept. For hours.
A soft rumble vibrated against your cheek, and reality rushed back all at once. You were still tucked firmly against Riki's chest. One of his large hands was still resting protectively on your waist, and his chin was nestled into your hair. He was still fast asleep, his breathing slow and even.
You shifted slightly, trying not to wake him, but the movement caused him to stir. His grip on your waist tightened automatically, pulling you a fraction closer before his eyelashes fluttered open.
He blinked against the morning light, his eyes cloudy with sleep. When he looked down and saw you staring up at him, a sleepy, lopsided smile spread across his face. His voice was incredibly deep and gravelly from sleep.
"Morning."
"Riki," you breathed, your voice a mix of awe and disbelief. "I slept."
He let out a low chuckle, the sound vibrating pleasantly against your shoulder. "Yeah. You did. Like a rock, actually. You didn't even move."
"How... how long?"
Riki glanced over your head at the clock on the wall. "About seven hours."
Your jaw practically dropped. Seven hours of uninterrupted, deep sleep. You had spent weeks spending hundreds of dollars on remedies, teas, and apps, and all it took was a movie night with your best friend.
"You stayed like this the whole time?" you asked, suddenly aware of how stiff his shoulder must be. "Why didn't you wake me up or move me to the bed? Your arm must be completely numb."
Riki finally let his hand slide from your waist, stretching his arms over his head with a groan as his joints popped. But his smile never faded.
"It was a little numb around hour four," he admitted, a teasing glint in his eyes. "But every time I tried to shift, you'd make this little frowning sound and lean closer. There was no way I was risking waking you up after how stressed you've been."
A warm flush crept up your cheeks. "I'm sorry. I must have been a terrible couch partner."
"Are you kidding?" Riki leaned back against the cushions, looking at you with a softness that made your heart skip a beat. "I'd take a numb arm any day if it means you finally get some rest. You've been carrying so much exhaustion, it was nice to see you actually look peaceful."
You looked at him, truly looked at himâthe messy morning hair, the kind eyes, and the genuine care etched into his face. The realization hit you with a sudden, quiet clarity: it hadn't been the movie, the blanket, or the room that finally cured your insomnia. It was him. His presence was the only thing that made your mind feel safe enough to completely let its guard down.
"Thank you, Riki," you said softly, the words carrying a weight that went far beyond just a simple thanks for a movie night.
He seemed to understand the shift in the air. He reached out, his fingers gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his thumb lingering for just a second against your cheekbone.
"Anytime," he murmured, his smile turning incredibly gentle. "Seriously. Next time your brain won't shut up, you don't even have to text. Just come over. My shoulder is always available."
KISS KISS KISS đ
Bf Riki x reader
Synopsis: your bf loves smothering you in kisses
Warnings: lots of kissing, flufff
Playlistđ§: K- cigarettes after sex
Heavenly- cigarettes after sex
Sweet- cigarettes after sex
đa/n: hope youâll like this one too!! Made a all CAS playlisttt enjoyyyy
Heeseung ver | Jay ver | Jake ver | Sunghoon ver | Sunoo ver | jungwon ver | ni-ki ver
Riki is such a kissing monster! He chases after you for kisses every day, but who can resist such an adorable face? Look, he's pouting again.
"Y/n, babyyy~" he was running towards you ready to pull you into his kiss.
"No! I just put on my lipstick!"
After you scolded him, he was clearly deflated. He pouted his plumped lips, crossed his arms, and looked sulky. You couldn't help but laugh out loud.
â what's wrong~ rikiii~"
"..." Riki didn't respond but squinted at you, still pouting his beautiful lips, seemingly trying to seduce you to kiss him . You deliberately ignored him and continued with your own things.
A little while later, Riki came up to you again. "Babyyy~" his voice was low and soft, and he looked at you with his watery eyes . He knelt beside you, pouting and looking up at you, pinching the fabric of your shirt. A wicked thought instantly popped in your head âyou wanted to tease him mercilessly. Suddenly, you cupped his face and pressed your lips hard against his. You couldn't help but bite his lower lip and pinch his cheeks.
He instantly turned red, he was shocked. âAre you happy with this nowâ you said jokingly. Riki was standing speechless by your kiss. As you were choosing your outfit, he pulled you aside and started kissing everywhere on you: your face, lips, ear, neck, collar bone. You tried to push him away, but it was no use. His hands started wandering under your little shorts, trying to explore further upwards.
âArenât you going out?!â You asked, pushing him away.
âI donât wanna now~~~~â he pouted while saying it.
Suddenly, he jumped on you which pushed you on the bed. Now heâs on top of you. He placed his lips by your neck, planting sloppy kisses on it. His hair tickled your chin. You cupped his face gently, he knew he won when you cup his face.
âOk, fine weâre not going out todayâ you rolled your eyes, you couldnât help but stare at his pouty cute face. You kissed his lips gently. Riki stared at you like he got something to say.
âWhat?â You asked
âI want moreâ Riki said shyly.
You gave one more small kiss on the lips and tried to escape the cage his arms made around you. He held you down, â didnât say you can leave yetâ, he chuckled.
Then he stared kissing you all over your face, neck, wrist, collar, ear. He pulled you by your waist and rolled on the bed while smothering you in a million more kisses, you both chuckled. He just couldnât get enough of you.
Well maybe you just have to accept the fact that Riki LOVES kissing you.
Boyfriend behaviour>_<
Best friend Riki x reader
Summary: you and Riki had known eachother forever. You guys persosnalities are basically polar opposites. Everyone wants him but no one wants you, except Riki. Riki is so down bad for you, little did he know you also have a crush on him.
Warnings: swearing, fluffy fluffy fluff
Playlistđ§: one and only- boynextdoor
Xo(only if you say yes)- enhypen
Cherish (my love)- illit
Next 2 u- Ohyul of lngshot and Louis of lngshot
đa/n: Hii this is my first fic, English is not my first languageđ anyways I hope you enjoy it pls like and repostđ leave a comment if you enjoyed itđ
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You and Riki had always been friends since childhood. Both of you had seen each others most embarssing side. He had always been the tall, popular, nonchalant boy which every girl is attracted to, but you? You were the polar opposite of him; you were introverted, quiet, and definitely not popular. It has always been like this since kindergarten.
Now that you are in high school, it seems that itâs hard for you to blend in with the girls in your class. Well of course Riki is friends with everyone. You are so so quiet in class with almost no one that notices your prescense. Well atleast you have a friend in your classâ Rei. She is supportive and kind and loves socialising and extroverted⊠just everything you wish you were.
Although Riki is always occupied with his clubs and things. He still manages to find time to see you. After lessons ended, he always rushes to your classroom before you leave; every morning heâll always walk you to school; he would talk to you whenever he gets a chance. However, some popular girls hated you for that. They hate that you always get all rikiâs attention since Riki never cares about any girl but you. There could be SWARMS of girls circling around him jus to give him love letters. He never reads them anyways.
Lately Riki has found himself constantly thinking about you, he thinks that itâs what normal friends doâŠright? Whenever you pass by, his eyes always spots you; whenever he thinks about you, a wide smile spread across his face, his friends always teases him about it.
â Who are you thinking about huh Nishimura Riki?â Jay said while giggling.
âHuh.. what are you talking aboutâ Riki respond while his ears are getting red.
âRiki your ears are getting red you knowâ jungwon chuckled and Riki immediately covers his ears.
âBet heâs thinking about Y/NNIEâ jay YELLED. Couple girls heard it and were mad.
âHYUNG JUST SHUT UP!â Riki got so embarrassed that his whole face went red.
Riki is SO down bad for you, he would buy flowers every single day for you, he would study stupid dad jokes at night just to see your smile. Sometimes when guys gets too close to you or literally just talking to you, his protective and possessive side shows, and you love how cute he is doing that. And literally the whole entire freaking school knew he has a thing for youâ even the teachers know. He would be dropping hints here and there, you noticed, you like him too but you just donât know if heâs doing that because he also likes you or just being friendly.
Well things arenât too good with you here, the popular girls has been bothering you lately. At first you thought they were just playing around , but things go down in a turn. You realise that recently your notes And pens had been missing, you knew it was them, you were too scared to report them.
As you are about to leave the classroom to meet Riki, one of the girlsâsamara walks towards you, ây/n, if you keep approaching Riki, Iâll make sure to let you know the consequencesâ she stared at you with a dangerous look. As she walks out Riki walks in, you saw Riki and decided that you are gonna keep some distance from him.
âHey, do you wannaââ
âSorry I..I have tutoring todayâ you cut off his speech and leave the classroom.
Riki stands there, in silence, he donât know what happend.
Back in rikiâs room, he had been roaming for the whole night, completely ignoring his mumâs yell. Did I do something wrong? Why did she avoid me?, she never did that. These questions had been circling around his head for hours already. He is absolutely fustrated. Should he give you flowers? Or sweets? Never mind, these are just gonna make her feel more uncomfortable, he thought.
The next the day at school, you are trying to avoid Riki as long as you can, however you can see him everywhere. Suddenly someone pulls your arm and dragged you to the bathroom. It was samara and her friends.
âLook I already kept distances, just let me go-â
âOh come on y/n, do you actually believe me? You bitch is dating him right?â Samara said, walking closer to you and pushing your shoulders. You tried to explain yourself but gets cut off again.
âIf it wasnât you I wouldnât get rejected!â Samara said angrily. And suddenly she slaps you, âthatâs what you deserves bitchâ.
Riki outside, heard the voices in the girlâs bathroom, well he was deciding to go in.
âRIKI, you canât go in, itâs girlâs bathroom are you blind or what?â Jay whispered angrily.
âDonât care. Y/n is in thereâ Riki responded in the most nonchalant way and left a shock on jayâs face.
Riki came in and saw you, his instincts immediately pulls you behind him, while your palm is hovering above your face which still stings from the slap.
âBoyfriend behaviour huhâ samara snickered in the most annoying way.
âYes boyfriend behaviour exactlyâ Riki responded without hesitation.
He pulled you out from the bathroom, and decided you guys were gonna have a chat in the corridor.
âAre you okay? Are you hurtâ Riki worried.
âYes Iâm fineâ
âIs that why you ignored me? Because samara was threatening you?â He asked in a slightly furious tone.
You didnât respond and looked to the ground so he assumed that was a yes.
âYou know you couldâve told me, I wouldâve done anything to protect you, y/nâ his voice turned soft.
âRiki.â You looked at him genuinely. You started to think that he actually likes you, base on what he said in the bathroom.
His eyes went from looking at you to your lips. He was going insane. âScrew itâ he leaned in and kissed you softly and cupped your cheeks. You stand on your tippy toes and kissed him back. He was savouring every single moment of that.
âI KNEW IT!â The pe teacher yelled. Riki pulled back first, stared at everyone, and made them leave with his sharp eye contacts.
Both of you chuckled, he looked at you like you were the most precious thing ever.
âBet samaraâs superrrr jealousâ you said while giggling.
â now that Iâm your boyfriend, I would protect you and no one would ever steal me away from youâ he held your hand tightly while saying that proudly.
âWhen did I agree with you?â You asked as a joke.
âSince foreverâ he answered as the proudest boyfriend ever.
He held your hand and walk towards the classroom as heâs about to announce that you guys are dating to everyone.
âI love youâ he said as his ear turn red.
âLove you tooâ you answered, his ears became so much redder now.
My masterlist-_-
ENHYPEN
Jay
Let me rechargeđ- Jay x reader
Jake
Attention pleaseđ- Jake x reader
Ni-ki
Boyfriend behaviour- Riki x reader
KISS KISS KISSđ- Riki x reader
3:14am- I need you by my side- Riki x reader
Off the record- Riki x reader