ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤChildhood friend 🔏 ❜❜ make things right
我 ⸼ ࣪ ✿◌ ۪ 𖥁 ࣪ ִ ⩇⩇ ᭡ ⸼ ࣪ ✿◌ ۪ 𖥁 ࣪
pairings, riki × fem!reader
script, You and him were childhood friends, your mom was friend with his mom but somehow you were taking care of him even with the age gap, and he was treating you like little sister, like you were his other half, but everything ends when you two grow up and he left the country with his family, you were disappointed because you won't see him again, the feeling was awful, but you continued your life.
extra, warnings, fluff, cuss, use of 'princess' nickname', slow burn, sad ending, desire
我 ⸼ ࣪ ✿◌ ۪ 𖥁 ࣪ ִ ⩇⩇ ᭡ ⸼ ࣪ ✿◌ ۪ 𖥁 ࣪
- "友達の唄 (Tomodachi no Uta)" - BUMP OF CHICKEN
- "See You Again" - Tyler, The Creator
- "Landslide" - Fleetwood Mac
- "I Lost a Friend" - Finneas
- "Old Friends" - Grayscale
- "Photograph" - Ed Sheeran
You're now in high school, you grew up well, but the emptiness of his presence was longing in your heart, one day, you walked in the school campus till something got your attention, there was a new student came? and it was Riki?? he changed but you felt a feeling that you didn't really understand when you saw him, he just walked towards you and stood in front of you, immediately recognized you, the love of his life.
"Hey again, princess." He cooed, his voice carried a hint of cheekiness that was always there when he saw you, he ruffled your hair like he grew up with you.
After he ruffled your hair, you were embarrassed by his actions and you looked around to see if someone noticed.
"I don't know you i don't know you." you repeated under your breath, turned and continued to walk to your class, dismissing him.
He watched as you walked away, his grin fading slightly at your dismissive response. He quickly caught up to you in a few long strides, his tall frame easily matching your pace.
"What do you mean you don't know me?, it's me, Riki, we grew up together remember?"
His voice was casual, almost dismissive, but there was an undercurrent of something else, a hint of... hurt perhaps? He shook his head slightly, pushing the thought away.
"Anyway, i'm back now, moved here with my family a few days ago, and guess what, princess?, looks like we're classmates again, isn't that just peachy?" He chuckled, a harsh sound devoid of real amusement. His eyes, dark and intense, studied your face, searching for a reaction.
"Cool." You dismissed it again.
He raised an eyebrow at your short, unimpressed response. His lips twitched, suppressing a smirk.
"Just cool, huh? That's all you've got to say after not seeing each other for what, 5 years now? I thought we had something special, princess."
He drawled the last word sarcastically. He reached out, plucking a piece of lint off your uniform, using it as an excuse to get closer, invade your personal space. His fingers lingered, brushing against your collar.
"Yes, just cool, now leave me alone." You shrugged his hand away, continuing your way.
"Guess I'll just have to work harder to jog your memory then. See you around, princess." His voice was low, almost a murmur, his breath tickling your ear. He straightened up, looking down at you with a lazy, mocking grin.
He turned and sauntered off, leaving you to stew in whatever emotions his words and proximity evoked.
Later, at class, great, he's your classmate too, what a great day. As you settled into your seat in class, feeling annoyed at the twist of fate that made you and him classmates, He entered the classroom shortly after. He scanned the room, his gaze landing on you. A smirk tugged at his lips as he made his way over to the desk beside yours, throwing his bag down on it carelessly.
"Well well, look at that. Guess it's just my lucky day, getting seated next to the prettiest girl in class." He drawled, slouching in his seat, long legs stretching out beneath the desk. He turned to face you, one elbow propped on the back of his chair, chin resting on his palm as he regarded you with that infuriatingly lazy smile.
But you ignored him and continue to take notes and focus. He watched you take notes, his eyes following the movements of your hands, the tilt of your head as you focused on the lesson. A smirk played on his lips. He leaned closer, his shoulder brushing against yours as he reached out to point at your notebook.
"Hey, hey, look at you being all studious and shit. Didn't think that was your thing." His voice was a low murmur, meant only for your ears. He let his hand linger, fingers grazing the back of your hand before pulling away.
"Bet you're not even listening to the teacher though. Probably daydreaming about... I don't know, cute boys? Shopping? Typical girl stuff." He teased, his tone light but with an undercurrent of something sharper. He leaned back in his seat, arms crossed over his chest.
"Cute boys, maybe." you replied.
He raised eyebrow slightly, surprised.
"I thought i was the only one in your mind?.." He scoffed, full of himself
"Hush, you're talking alot, just shut up." You turned your attention back to the lecture.
"Harsh." He grumbled under his breath, as he focused on the lecture too, he found his gaze drifting back to you, your profile, your uniform, your concentration, your scent that filled his nostrils.
"Damn it.." He scoffed. As the lecture stretched on, you crossed your legs, allowing your skirt to ride up a little bit. He couldn't help it but glance, then he quickly tore his gaze away, jaw clenched, bbut he found his gaze turning back to you. You caught him staring and pulled your skirt back down.
He quickly looked away, light blush dusting his cheeks, he couldn't seem to stop himself, you just looked soo... enticing, so fuckable, and he was only a man, after all.
When the bell finally rang, he shot up from his seat, striding to the door.
"I need a fucking cigarette.." He muttered under his breath, his feet carried him to the back of the school building, abandoned, perfect, he leaned against the wall taking deep shuddering breaths, tried to calm down, he pulled out his cigarette packet and lit one cigarette in his mouth.
As he turned to the corner, he found himself face to face with you again, he flinched, the cigarette dropping from his hand in shock of being caught, seeing it was you, he sighed in relief.
"You, are you here to torment me more?" He muttered, he looked at you up and down.
"Can't you just take hint and leave me alone?" He snapped, his patience wearing thin, but damn it, he didn't want you to leave, he wanted.. other things.
"Uh.. i came to check on you, i guess?" You turned and left, he watched you walk away, his eyes glued to the gentle sway of your hips, it took a moment for your words to register.
"Damn it, yn, wait up!!" He called after you. "I.. im sorry okay? thanks for checking, i didn't know." But even as he said it, he knew it was a flimsy excuse, quickly catching up to you in few long strides, he grabbed your arm, spinning you to face him.
"Why are you always running away from me?" His voice low and intense, carried hint of emotion, his eyes searching yours, his thumb traced small circles unconsciously on your arm.
"Because.. because you're embarrassing me." You shoved your arm and walked away, completely a lie cause you didn't have excuse for it. He let you go, his fingers slipping from your arm, embarrassing you? that was rich, considering you're the one flaunting your assets, always tempting him with glimpses of skin and curves he couldn't have.
"Fucks's sake, yn." He muttered, ran hand through his hair, he was drawn to you, like a moth to a flame, he followed after you.
"I know you're following." You spoke, not even turning around.
"So what? you can't stop me." He challenged.
"And.. i thought we were friends, friends hang out, they talk, they.." He trailed out.
"They look at eachother body with lust?desire? i felt it all, don't act dumb." You cut him off.
"I don't know what you're talking about.." He lied, strained and unconvincing.
"You're a pervert, you hear me? you changed alot." You turned and left, without waiting for his lame excuses no more. He stood there, your words stinging like a slap to the face, a pervert?
"Fuck you, yn." He called, harsh and biting.
As weeks passed, he couldn't shake the memory of your accusation, the sting of your words 'you're a pervert, you hear me? you changed alot.' They echoed in his mind, his dreams filled with images of you, of your body pressed against his, your breathy moans and soft sighs.
Later, at lunch break, as the cafeteria buzzed with students, you were sitting there eating lunch alone, since your friends wasn't there, but you actually liked your own company. There he spotted you, looking peaceful, he felt envy, he couldn't remember the last time he had enjoyed his company like that, he found his feet carrying him to your table.
"Can i join you?" He asked, low and rough.He didn't wait for your reply, instead sliding into the seat across you.
"I figued since we are friends, we could eat together like normal people." He said, trying for a light teasing tone.
"I didn't give you the permission." You grumbled.
"Im sitting anyway, you're stuck with me." He shrugged, unaffected, as he took a bite from his food.
"Besides, who else is going to keep you company? certainly not any of those losers?" He gestured to the cafeteria with his chopsticks, a cheeky grin playing at the corners of his mouth.
"You like having me around."
At night, after school, as you prepared to sleep, a notification popped in your phone, opening it, you saw a text from unknown number.
You closed your phone and drift asleep, meanwhile he was giggling and kicking his legs in bed, clutching his phone, even small gestures from you seemed to make his whole day, even being RUDE, that's what he liked about you, he totally looked like a swooned schoolgirl. After you replied to him he had to tweet it, without mentioning you, soo happy to care.
<Author: should i do chapter two? i feel that's a bit dry, istg the idea in my mind was better T_T
AND BIG THANKS TO @drkbl00d for putting up w my dumbass all day thank u pooks i hope ur pillow cold on each side tonight love u mwa mwa <333
