ACCiDENTALLY YOURS
. . . SCENE ─── close enough to touch , too late to pretend it's nothing.
bestfriend!ni-ki & fem!reader 𓂃 Fluff , slice of life ✶ skinship , kissing , mutual pining
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The first time it happens, you don’t even process it. Like it doesn’t even register in your brain at first bc why would it???
You’re on Ni-ki’s couch, half-buried under a shared blanket, a half-eaten bag of popcorn in your lap. Some movie is playing—something he picked, so obviously, he’s really into it, while you just sit there pretending to care. But the thing is. He’s close. Like, weirdly close.
His knee keeps bumping against yours, and normally, okay, whatever. But he doesn’t move away. Not even a little. Then he reaches for the popcorn and just… leaves his arm there. Right against yours. Warm and solid and so, so there.
And okay. Fine. Maybe you’re overthinking it. Maybe you’re just hyper-aware bc it’s late and you’re sleep-deprived and Ni-ki is Ni-ki. But the second time? Yeah, no. That one you definitely notice.
Bc it’s 2AM now, and somehow, at some point, you both ended up on the floor. There’s pillows and blankets everywhere, and Ni-ki’s stretched out on his side, way too comfy for someone who’s literally lying on the ground. And the worst part? His head is right there. Like, right next to yours.
You blink. Try to ignore it. But then—
“You’re warm,” he mumbles, and before you can even begin to unpack that, he just leans in and rests his head on your shoulder. Like it’s the most normal thing in the world.
Your brain just fully malfunctions. Like. You actually forget how to breathe for a sec.
“Uh—”
“You smell nice.”
“Ni-ki, what are you doing??” You try to sound normal, but your voice comes out all wobbly and embarrassing.
He just hums, shifting a little, nose barely brushing against your collarbone before he sighs. “i dont know. Just feels nice.”
You should push him off. Say something. Tease him. Anything. But you don’t. You just sit there, your body betraying you by leaning into it, his warmth sinking into your skin like it belongs there.
And the third time? Yeah. You don’t even have the chance to question it.
Bc you wake up with his arm around your waist. His face tucked into the back of your neck. His entire body curled around yours like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
And maybe… maybe it is.
