⚡︎ yandere!niki — flowers for you - @enhais (school crush, yandere!niki x gn!reader, you’re giving him flowers and asking him out on a date tihi)
⚡︎ and you? - @palajae (niki x tutor!reader ”i didn’t take you to be a slob.")
⚡︎ ୨୧ KISS IT BETTER — n. riki - @bywons (badboy!nishimura riki x f!reader)
⚡︎ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ that feeling when - @forlovvers (in which a simple moment in time makes you realize your forever feelings towards your best friend.)
⚡︎ ( 니키 ) — 3:42pm - @neos127
⚡︎ jealousy, jealousy — nrk. - @soobnny (nishimura riki is stubborn and hard-headed, yet not even a fight can stop him from making sure no one bothers his girlfriend. who knew jealousy could look so good on riki?)
⚡︎ badboy!niki x fem - @kazmura (when getting punched in the face is the only way to stop ur boyfriends heated fight)
⚡︎ the same heart ☆ n.r - @babeyun (navigating the beginning of your first relationship is proving to be most heartwarming, including the list of firsts - particularly, your first kiss.)
⚡︎ sticky - @vivimura (you and your boyfriend decide to visit the sauna as a break from the winter, but something about you sweating makes him feel all hot for reasons other than the sauna.)
⚡︎ mama a riki behind you ! / 니키 - @ikeuki (riki is so over today—picture day. he encounters someone who he thinks will only make it worse, but surprisingly makes it better?)
⚡︎ snitch - reader x ni-ki - @enhani-ki (very suggestive content, making out, cursing)
⚡︎ TEENAGE DIRTBAG - @manariee (is riki really that irritated by you or perhaps is it your boyfriend?)
⚡︎ — 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙎𝙀 - @rikiiluvr (stoner!nishimura riki x rich!reader)
⚡︎ WHEN YOUR ❀ 닫다 - @callikari (when the campus player meets the it-girl, he starts to fall without meaning to)
⚡︎ shinunoga | nrk. - @eeunoia (you finally had the courage to put an end to your toxic relationship with the jock nishimura riki and yet lose that chance again a bit shortly.)
⚡︎ VICTORY - @manariee (you play better than his friends ?)
⚡︎ for his eyes only - @mrsjjongstby (You were a ballerina—graceful, delicate, and broke. When your mentor whispered about a secret gala, you didn’t know you’d be sold. Bought for a hundred million dollars by a man who spoke little and watched too closely, you expected control, cruelty, maybe even a golden cage. But he gave you quiet hallways to walk barefoot, silk sheets to sleep in, and a world scrubbed clean for your comfort. He never asked you to love him. He only made sure you had no reason not to.)
⚡︎ lazy morning sex with boyfriend ni-ki 𓈒ིུ ❤︎ - @ninisdollie (fem! reader x ni-ki, established relationship, lazy morning sex, very cozy and kind of fluffy, unprotected sex, a bit of dirty talk, creampie, reader riding riki)
⚡︎ ⚝ gamer!ni-ki x beauty influencer!reader ⚝ - @peachywonnie
⚡︎ kiss it better - nishimura riki 𓈒ིུ ❤︎ ˖ ݁ - @ninisdollie (In which reader teaches her dear friend how to treat a woman right. Or in which reader teaches ni-ki how to give head)
⚡︎ ───── FOUND IN THE QUIET 西村 力 N. RK - @amoressb (a fun game of hide and seek with your best friend and his members leads to more)
⚡︎ ───── MY BIGGEST FAN 西村 力 N. RK - @amoressb (you missed him, so why not go to his groups fansign to get his autograph…and him)
⚡︎ niki trying to play games while u grind on his lap - @lascvitae
⚡︎ Can't stop kissing you - @mrsjjongstby (Niki can’t stop kissing and being touching with the reader while babying the reader make it seductive)
⚡︎ A TROPHY WITH TEETH - @elikajinnie (You left him, his fame, his fury, the love that felt more like a cage. But obsession doesn’t end with goodbye. And when he finds you again, it’s clear that some ghosts don’t knock. They beg)
ni-ki's guide to survival: how getting lost led to love
pairing: enemy!niki x reader
synopsis: you would’ve never agreed to go on this camping trip with your friends if you had known you would get paired up with your arch nemesis. and getting lost on top of that? with the said bane of your existence? that was definitely not on your agenda.
genre: enemies to lovers, camping au, humour, comfort, little bit of angst
warnings: mentions of panic attack, bugs, kissing
note: they’re all college students btw! i had a really bad riki brainrot and i love e2l so this fic was birthed hehe
word count: 5.3k
if you liked it please reblog or comment to give me your feedback! <3
the campfire crackled merrily, casting flickering shadows on the faces of your friends huddled around it. laughter danced in the air, punctuated by the occasional chirp of a cricket.
everyone except you and the boy sprawled on a log opposite you, a scowl permanently etched on his face. nishimura ni-ki.
camping trips with your friends were supposed to be fun, a chance to unwind, but with your nemesis by your side, it felt more like a forced march into enemy territory.
the animosity has started innocently enough. you and ni-ki, along with your friends, had embarked on a beach trip determined to build the most epic sandcastle the world had ever seen. hours were poured into sculpting elaborate moats, towering turrets, and intricate sand sculptures. victory was within reach, your masterpiece nearing completion, when disaster struck. a rogue wave, rolled in, obliterating your creation in a single, foamy swipe.
grief turned to rage, and you, fueled by a sugar crash from a previously consumed ice cream cone, pointed the finger of blame at ni-ki. you claimed he'd jinxed the project with his "terrible sandcastle feng shui." ni-ki, ever the provocateur, countered that your "overly ambitious moat design" was structurally unsound. the blame game escalated, escalating into a full-blown sand throwing fight that left everyone covered in a gritty mix of sand and saltwater.
two years later, the incident remained a running joke within your friend group. the mere mention of "sandcastle feng shui" could send you both into a fit of giggles (or, depending on the day, simmering resentment which happened to be today).
a mischievous grin spread across sunoo's face, the self-proclaimed "king of fun." "alright everyone, time for the foraging challenge!" he announced, pulling a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. "i've paired you all up to go gather ingredients for our stew!"
a collective groan arose, except from sunoo and heeseung, who were already whispering excitedly about wild herbs. the paper crackled in sunoo's hands as he unfolded it dramatically.
you perked up, eager to escape the suffocating tension between you and ni-ki. maybe a solo scavenging mission wouldn't be so bad. but as sunoo started assigning pairs, your stomach lurched.
"since we have an even number, the last team will be..." sunoo scanned the group, his eyes landing on you and ni-ki. a mischievous glint sparked in them. "...together."
a collective gasp arose from your friends, a mix of amusement and pity for your predicament. ni-ki, however, didn't miss a beat. he shot you a smug smirk, his eyes gleaming with a challenge.
"great," you muttered, sarcasm dripping from your voice. "just what i always wanted, a foraging partner with the survival instincts of a goldfish."
ni-ki scoffed. "says the one who gets lost in a grocery store."
memories of that disastrous shopping trip with your mom flooded your mind. you gritted your teeth.
"at least i won't accidentally set the forest on fire trying to light a campfire," you retorted, referencing a camping trip gone slightly wrong from a year back.
ni-ki's smirk faltered for a split second, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features before returning full force. "unlike you, i actually know how to tell an edible plant from a poisonous one."
"oh please, spare me the mr. nature act," you shot back, standing up and grabbing your backpack. "let's just get this over with. before you scare away all the edible plants with your bad attitude."
ni-ki rose from his log with a mocking bow. "after you, princess."
you rolled your eyes, the familiar bickering a bitter comfort in this unwelcome alliance. as you walked past your friends, you heard sunghoon mutter under his breath, "may the odds be ever in your favour." you shot him a glare, wishing for nothing more than to prove him wrong.
the forest stretched out before you, promising a foraging adventure filled with snarky remarks, petty competition, and maybe, just maybe, a grudging respect for your unlikely partner.
the trail wound deeper into the woods, dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves overhead. the air grew thick with unspoken words, the silence punctuated only by the crunch of twigs underfoot and the occasional chirp of a bird.
"shouldn't you be skipping ahead, searching for your precious berries?" you finally snapped, unable to bear the awkward tension any longer.
"only if you promise not to poison yourself with the first wild mushroom you find, pipsqueak," ni-ki retorted, a playful glint in his eyes.
you scoffed, rolling your eyes. "at least i can tell the difference between food and foliage."
just then, you skidded to a halt, hand flying up to point. "look!"
ni-ki nearly bumped into you, surprised by your sudden stop. he followed your gaze and spotted a fawn grazing a few metres off the trail. its large, innocent eyes looked back at them curiously.
a genuine smile, devoid of their usual antagonism, softened ni-ki’s features. "aww, isn't that cute?"
"hold that thought," you whispered, excitement bubbling in your chest. you fumbled with your phone, eager to capture the adorable creature on camera.
ni-ki chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "don't take all day. we're not exactly bffs on a nature walk here."
you stuck your tongue out at him playfully, focusing on getting the perfect shot. suddenly, a bloodcurdling shriek tore from your throat.
ni-ki whipped around, heart hammering in his chest. he saw you flailing your arms wildly, phone clattering to the ground. without a second thought, he sprinted towards you, fear momentarily overriding his usual animosity.
"what happened?" he gasped, skidding to a halt beside you.
"b-bug!" you stammered, pointing at a nearby leaf. "giant, horrible bug!"
ni-ki followed your shaky finger and let out a snort of laughter. perched on the leaf was a large beetle, no doubt intimidating to someone with a bug phobia, but far from the monstrous nightmare you'd made it out to be.
"seriously, that's it?" he doubled over, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes. "you screamed like a banshee over a little beetle?"
you glared at him, cheeks burning with a mixture of embarrassment and lingering fear. "it was huge! and it tried to bite me!"
ignoring your protests, ni-ki sauntered over to the leaf, his amusement evident. he poked the beetle with a stick, earning a disgruntled hiss in response.
suddenly, his laughter died in his throat. the seemingly harmless beetle, disturbed by his prodding, lunged at him with surprising speed. he yelped, leaping back with a comical yelp, tripping spectacularly over a protruding root in the process.
the force of his fall sent him tumbling backwards, straight into you. with a startled cry, you lost your footing and the two of you went careening down a steep slope, a tangled mess of limbs and flying leaves.
the world became a blur of green and brown before you landed with a thud in a small clearing at the bottom. you groaned, blinking away spots as you sat up, taking stock of your surroundings. ni-ki lay sprawled a few feet away, groaning dramatically.
"well, this is just great," you muttered, brushing dirt off your clothes. you glanced at ni-ki, a flicker of amusement tugging at the corners of your lips despite the throbbing pain in your arm.
he sat up slowly, sheepish grin replacing his earlier smirk. "looks like we both owe that little beetle an apology, huh?"
the amusement in your eyes quickly morphed into pure exasperation as reality settled into you. you had no clue where you were.
"are you kidding me, nishimura?!" you suddenly yelled, throwing your hands up in the air. "you tripped us both over a bug! how clumsy can you possibly get?"
said boy winced at your outburst, the playful glint in his eyes fading. "hey, it wasn't exactly graceful," he mumbled, dusting himself off. "but at least we're not hurt, right?"
"not hurt? we just tumbled down a freaking hill! and for what? because you couldn't resist poking a bug with a stick?"
"alright, alright," he placatingly raised his hands. "let's just calm down. the good news is, i can recognise this part of the woods. we should be able to find our way back to the trail pretty easily."
you eyed him sceptically. "how can you possibly be sure? this whole forest looks the same!"
he puffed out his chest, a hint of his usual arrogance returning. "trust me, pipsqueak. i have a good sense of direction. just follow me."
you gritted your teeth, the anger simmering just beneath the surface. given the choice, you wouldn't have trusted a lost puppy to lead you back, let alone your nemesis with a questionable sense of direction. however, with no other options, you reluctantly trailed behind him.
minutes turned into what felt like hours. the scenery seemed to repeat itself endlessly, a maze of identical trees and sun-dappled paths. panic started to gnaw at your insides.
"nishimura," you said through gritted teeth, "are we sure we're not going in circles?"
he stopped abruptly, a frown etching his face. he pulled out his phone, his expression darkening as he stared at the screen. "damn it. no signal."
your blood ran cold. "what do you mean no signal?"
"there's no cell reception out here," he admitted sheepishly. "i guess i was wrong about knowing the way back."
you stared at him, incredulous. "you got us lost, and now we can't even call for help? you are the most irresponsible person i've ever met!"
he held up his hands defensively. "whoa, hey! it was an accident! we'll figure something out, okay? just calm down."
but calm was the last thing you felt. lost, angry, and scared, you glared at ni-ki, a fierce determination replacing the fear. "we will figure this out," you declared, voice shaking with repressed anger. "but for now, shut up and follow me. maybe i have a better sense of direction than you think."
the forest floor crunched under your feet as you marched ahead, a newfound resolve hardening your features. gone was the bickering banter, replaced by a tense silence punctuated only by the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze. ni-ki followed close behind, a sheepish silence replacing his usual bravado.
you scanned the surroundings, searching for any landmark, any sign that might lead you back to the familiar trail. the dense foliage seemed to mock your efforts, the towering trees offering no clues in their uniformity. doubt gnawed at the edges of your determination, but the thought of relying on ni-ki was far worse.
"we need to find higher ground," you finally muttered, remembering a survival tip you'd once read. "maybe we can get a better view from up there."
ni-ki nodded curtly, his earlier arrogance replaced by a hint of worry. together, you pushed through the undergrowth, searching for any sign of an incline. after what felt like an eternity, you stumbled upon a rocky outcrop, its jagged surface a stark contrast to the smooth earth around it.
scrambling up the rocks, you emerged onto a small, uneven plateau. taking a deep breath, you scanned the horizon, hoping for a glimpse of the familiar smoke plume rising from the campsite. but all you saw was a seemingly endless expanse of green, the trees blurring together in a dizzying kaleidoscope.
disappointment crashed over you, heavy and suffocating. you slumped down onto a smooth rock, the anger slowly draining away, leaving behind a cold dread. lost, with no way to contact anyone, a shiver ran down your spine despite the warm afternoon sun.
"great," you muttered, voice devoid of its earlier fire. "just brilliant."
a moment of heavy silence passed before ni-ki spoke, his voice uncharacteristically subdued. "look, i messed up, okay? i should have paid more attention, and i shouldn't have been so cocky."
you didn't respond, staring blankly at the endless sea of trees.
he continued, his voice softer now. "but freaking out isn't going to help us. we need to work together on this."
he was right, of course. but the idea of trusting him after his colossal blunder left a bitter taste in your mouth. yet, there were no other options.
with a sigh, you finally met his gaze. "fine," you conceded grudgingly. "but if we ever get out of this, i'm never letting you live this down."
a flicker of a smile played on his lips, a hint of his usual defiance returning. "deal. now, how about we put our survival skills to the test, pipsqueak? together."
the animosity was still there, simmering just beneath the surface. but in the face of you predicament, a fragile truce had been formed. you weren't friends, not by a long shot. but for now, you were stuck with each other, and survival depended on a begrudging cooperation.
as the golden light of the afternoon began to fade, long shadows stretched across the forest floor, deepening the gloom beneath the dense canopy. the chirping of birds had been replaced by the eerie calls of nocturnal creatures, sending shivers down your spine.
the initial anger you felt towards ni-ki had morphed into a gnawing fear. the realisation that you were truly lost, with no way to contact anyone, settled in your stomach like a lead weight.
your breaths came in ragged gasps, the realisation of your situation finally hitting you with full force.
tears welled up in your eyes, blurring your vision. a choked sob escaped your lips, quickly escalating into a full-blown panic attack. hyperventilating, you clutched your chest, the world seeming to shrink around you.
suddenly, a hand landed gently on your shoulder. you flinched, expecting another snarky remark from ni-ki. but instead, his voice was soft, laced with concern.
"hey, hey," he soothed, his hand moving to wipe away a stray tear that traced its way down your cheek. "it's okay. we'll be alright."
his touch, surprisingly gentle, sent a jolt through you. you were so used to your constant sparring that this sudden tenderness was completely disarming.
"we just need to calm down," he continued, his voice low and calming. "we can't think clearly if you're panicking. look at me."
hesitantly, you met his gaze. his eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, were now filled with a genuine concern you hadn't seen before.
"we'll find our way back," he promised, his voice firm but reassuring. "the sun will rise again in the morning, and with daylight, everything will seem clearer. we'll figure out a plan then."
his words, surprisingly, had a calming effect. you took a deep, shaky breath, forcing yourself to focus on the rhythm of your inhalations and exhalations. slowly, the panic began to recede, leaving you drained but a little hopeful.
together, you searched for a suitable spot. you found it nestled under the sprawling branches of an ancient oak, its thick trunk offering a sense of security. the ground beneath it was clear of debris, providing a relatively comfortable place to sit.
ni-ki helped you gather fallen leaves and twigs, creating a makeshift cushion. you settled onto it, your body trembling slightly despite the warmth of the setting sun.
he sat down beside you, a respectful distance separating your bodies. the air crackled with an awkward silence, a stark contrast to your earlier bickering.
"thank you," you finally whispered, surprised by the words leaving your lips.
he offered a small smile. "for what?"
"for...not being a jerk," you mumbled, embarrassed.
he chuckled softly, a sound devoid of mockery. "seems like we both have to learn to cooperate sometimes, pipsqueak."
you couldn't help but let out a weak smile, a small flicker of warmth returning to your chest. maybe, just maybe, there was a sliver of humanity beneath ni-ki's cocky exterior. as the last rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, plunging the forest into darkness, you leaned back against the rough bark of the oak, a strange sense of calm washing over you.
you weren't friends, not by a long shot. but for now, in the face of the unknown, you had each other. and perhaps, just perhaps, this forced cooperation might lead to something more, something you weren't quite ready to name.
the forest floor was a tapestry of inky black shadows under the cloak of night. the initial panic had subsided, replaced by a gnawing hunger that rumbled in your stomach. you glanced at the pile of foraged mushrooms and roots nestled beside you, a meagre dinner at best.
"so," ni-ki drawled, his voice barely a whisper in the stillness. "any idea how to build a fire with those twigs?"
you scoffed. "as if you could tell a pinecone from a pile of leaves."
he shot you a mock glare. "says the one who screamed at a beetle."
you swatted his arm playfully, surprised at the almost friendly gesture. "alright, alright. i may have overreacted a bit."
a flicker of amusement danced in his eyes. "a bit? pip squeak, you practically launched yourself into orbit."
despite the teasing, a small smile tugged at the corner of your lips. you fumbled with the meagre tinder you'd gathered, frustration building. just as you were about to give up, a gentle hand reached for yours.
"here," he murmured, taking the twigs from your grasp. "let me show you."
with surprising dexterity, he built a small, precarious structure of leaves and twigs. you watched in fascination as he coaxed a spark from a flint and steel you hadn't even noticed him carrying. soon, a tiny flame flickered to life, growing steadily into a small but comforting fire.
a sense of peace, however fragile, settled between you as you roasted the meagre mushrooms and roots over the flames. the silence wasn't antagonistic anymore, filled instead with the crackling fire and the occasional chirping of crickets.
"so," you started hesitantly, "what made you decide to learn survival skills?"
he shrugged, poking a particularly stubborn mushroom with a stick. "always good to be prepared, you know? never know when you might end up stranded in the middle of nowhere with a drama queen for company."
you threw a playful punch at his arm, the sting of your earlier animosity fading. "hey, at least i don't trip over bugs."
he chuckled, the sound surprisingly warm. "touché, pipsqueak."
as you ate your dinner, you found yourself stealing glances at him. in the flickering firelight, his face seemed softer, less arrogant. you realised with a jolt that his presence, although unexpected, wasn't actually that bad. maybe this forced cooperation was revealing a side of ni-ki you hadn't seen before.
the night wore on, the stars twinkling coldly above. the fire had long since died, leaving behind a fading warmth that couldn't compete with the growing chill. you shifted uncomfortably, the hard ground digging into your back. a shiver wracked your body, the thin jacket doing little to ward off the creeping cold.
out of the corner of your eye, you saw ni-ki shift too, his shoulders slumped against the tree. he let out a barely audible sigh, his breath misting in the cool air.
neither of you spoke, but a silent understanding hung in the air. you were both miserable, the bitter taste of rivalry a distant memory compared to the immediate need for warmth.
with a hesitant movement, you inched closer to the tree trunk, hoping to find a slightly more comfortable position. almost imperceptibly, ni-ki did the same. your shoulders brushed, a jolt of surprise shooting through you. he didn't move away, and after a moment, you leaned in slightly, seeking a sliver of shared warmth.
his arm was close now, separated by only the thin layer of your jacket. you stole a glance at him, expecting a sarcastic remark or a playful jab. but his eyes were closed, his face etched with fatigue.
hesitantly, you reached out, stopping just before your hand touched his arm. he stirred slightly, a low murmur escaping his lips. taking a deep breath, you rested your hand lightly against the worn fabric of his jacket, just below his elbow.
he didn't flinch. instead, he seemed to relax a fraction more, his arm moving ever so slightly to brush against yours.
in the silence broken only by the rustle of leaves and the occasional hoot of an owl, you found a strange comfort. maybe it was the shared misery of the situation, maybe it was the unexpected friendly(?) atmosphere that had sprung up between you. whatever it was, the tension had melted away, replaced by a fragile sense of trust.
sleep claimed you slowly, the warmth of your shared body heat a welcome haven against the encroaching chill. you didn't fall asleep with the intention of being close, but in the quiet intimacy of the night, you found a solace you hadn't expected. as you drifted off, a single thought flickered through your mind: maybe this forced adventure wouldn't be so bad after all.
the first sliver of sunlight, faint and tentative, peeked through the dense canopy, painting delicate stripes across ni-ki's eyelids. he stirred, a low groan escaping his lips as the ache in his back made itself known. he cracked one eye open, then the other, blinking against the sudden brightness.
his breath hitched. you were nestled against him, your head resting on his chest. your arms were wrapped tightly around him, one hand burrowed into the thin fabric of his shirt. his chin rested on the crown of your head, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs.
he had absolutely no memory of this happening. had you gotten cold in the night and sought his warmth instinctively? the thought sent a warmth of its own blooming in his chest, a warmth at odds with the chill of the morning air. he was utterly captivated. you looked peaceful, your normally sharp features softened in sleep, a light dusting of pink staining your cheeks.
just as he was about to lose himself in the unexpected sight, your eyes fluttered open. they met his gaze, and a slow, mischievous smile spread across your face.
"good morning, sleepyhead," you murmured, your voice thick with sleep.
ni-ki's cheeks flushed crimson. "m-morning," he stammered, his voice rough from disuse. he tried to disentangle himself from your hold, feeling ridiculously flustered by your closeness.
"nope," you declared playfully, tightening your grip. "this is actually really comfortable. don't move."
he froze, his cheeks burning hotter than ever. his mind raced, torn between wanting to maintain this unexpected closeness and wanting to bolt. a small chuckle escaped your lips, the sound vibrating against his chest.
"relax, drama king," you said, your voice soft. "we're not exactly cuddling in a meadow filled with daisies."
he couldn't help but let out a small laugh himself. the tension started to ease, replaced by a warmth that had nothing to do with the rising sun. slowly, he re-wrapped his arm around you, drawing you closer.
"fine," he conceded, feigning annoyance. "but don't think this changes anything, pipsqueak."
you threw your head back and laughed, a bright, genuine sound that echoed through the silent forest. "of course not, ni-ki," you replied, your voice playful. "we're still enemies, remember?"
"enemies who share a surprisingly comfortable tree," he countered, his gaze flickering to the way your hand instinctively rested on his arm.
"so," you said after a moment of comfortable silence, "how do you propose we get ourselves out of this mess?"
the playful mood evaporated as the reality of their situation came flooding back. he cleared his throat, forcing himself to focus. "we need to find a landmark, something we remember from the trail. maybe a creek, or a distinctive rock formation. then we can work our way back from there."
you hummed in agreement, your head nuzzling deeper into his chest. "alright, well, let's not get up just yet. it's still pretty cold out here."
a small smile tugged at ni-ki's lips. this unexpected closeness, born out of necessity, felt strangely…nice. he wasn't sure what the future held, or if this forced truce would last beyond getting back to camp, but for now, in the quiet intimacy of the morning, he wouldn't trade this for anything. "yeah," he agreed, feeling a warmth spread through him that had nothing to do with the rising sun. "let's stay here just a little while longer."
the forest around you both remained cloaked in a pre-dawn twilight, but the horizon was ablaze with the promise of a new day. streaks of fiery orange and vibrant pink bled into the inky blue sky, painting a breathtaking canvas above the silent trees. you couldn't help but let out a soft gasp of awe, the discomfort of the hard ground momentarily forgotten.
ni-ki glanced down at you, his gaze lingering on the way your eyes sparkled in the soft light. "beautiful, isn't it?" he murmured, his voice barely a whisper.
you nodded, mesmerised by the vibrant display of colours. "it's incredible," you breathed.
a comfortable silence settled between you, the only sounds the gentle rustle of leaves and the chirping of a few early birds. despite the awkwardness of your situation, a strange sense of peace washed over you. ni-ki, with his arm still loosely wrapped around you, seemed less arrogant in the morning light, a hint of vulnerability softening his features.
as the sun climbed higher, painting the leaves in a warm golden glow, you tore your gaze away from the sky. "alright," you announced, a newfound determination in your voice. "let's get serious about finding our way back."
ni-ki mirrored your seriousness. "right. we need to focus." he sat up straight, his gaze scanning the surrounding area. "do you remember anything about the trail? a specific tree, maybe, or a turn-off?"
you wracked your brain, a memory flickering to life. "there was a large, twisted oak tree on the right side of the trail, just before a steep downhill slope. maybe if we can find that..."
"bingo!" ni-ki exclaimed, a grin splitting his face. "i remember that tree too! it was kind of gnarled and had these weird, knobbly branches."
relief flooded your chest. "okay, so let's head east. the sun should be rising in the east, right?"
ni-ki nodded, pulling out the compass he'd managed to find tucked away in a pocket of his backpack. "yeah, the sun should be roughly in the east at this time." he consulted the compass for a moment, then pointed in a direction. "alright, this way."
together, you rose to your feet, your muscles protesting slightly after a night spent on the cold ground. but the prospect of finding your way back to your friends fuelled your movements. you followed the direction ni-ki indicated, carefully navigating the trees, your eyes peeled for any sign of the twisted oak.
the forest seemed less menacing in the bright morning light. you pointed out landmarks – a fallen log, a clump of brightly coloured mushrooms – hoping they might jog ni-ki's memory. he, in turn, shared his knowledge of edible plants and tracking techniques, a surprising wellspring of information hidden beneath his usual cocky exterior.
after what felt like an eternity, your heart leaped into your throat. there, standing defiant against the backdrop of younger trees, was the twisted oak you remembered. you let out a whoop of joy, a sound that echoed through the silent trees.
ni-ki's face mirrored your elation, a genuine smile gracing his features.
relief and a strange sense of accomplishment washed over you. you had faced your fear, survived the night, and most importantly, worked together. maybe, just maybe, this experience would change your dynamic with ni-ki, adding a layer of respect and perhaps a touch of something more.
the familiar path leading back to the campsite emerged from the trees, a beacon of hope and relief. a surge of exhilaration coursed through you. you had made it! without thinking, you spun towards ni-ki, a wide grin splitting your face.
"we did it!" you exclaimed, reaching out impulsively. your fingers grazed his cheek, sending a jolt through you. fuelled by the adrenaline of the moment, and perhaps the lingering intimacy of the night, you leaned in further, your lips brushing against his in a sudden, unexpected kiss.
the world seemed to shrink to just the two of you. time slowed, the sound of the forest fading away. but the kiss was short-lived. ni-ki froze, his eyes widening in surprise. he gently pushed you away, his breath hitching.
"whoa," he stammered, his voice laced with confusion. "what was that?"
you stumbled back, cheeks burning with embarrassment. your mind raced, replaying the past few seconds in a humiliating loop. what had you just done? the audacity of your own actions left you speechless.
"i-i..." you stammered, searching for an explanation that wouldn't sound completely insane. "i'm just...so relieved we're back. thank you for helping me, ni-ki." the words sounded lame even to your own ears.
but before you could retreat any further, ni-ki surprised you again. his hand shot out, grabbing you firmly by the waist and pulling you back towards him. this time, there was no hesitation in his eyes. he leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that was anything but hesitant.
you melted against him, all thoughts of embarrassment melting away in the heat of the moment. you responded instinctively, your arms wrapping around his neck as you deepened the kiss. the forest around you faded away, the only sound the frantic thudding of your own heart.
finally, ni-ki pulled away, his breath ragged. his eyes, usually so sharp and playful, were now a warm brown, flecked with gold in the morning sunlight. a slow smile spread across his face, a genuine, unguarded smile that sent a flutter to your stomach.
"wow," he breathed, his voice husky. "that was..." he trailed off, searching for the right words.
you swallowed, your own voice barely a whisper. "unexpected?"
he chuckled, a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. "unexpected is definitely one word for it." he paused, his gaze holding yours. "but not unwelcome."
the sound of distant shouts jolted you both back to reality. a chorus of voices, laced with worry and relief, echoed through the trees. you pulled away from ni-ki, suddenly acutely aware of your dishevelled state and the way his lips tingled where yours had been.
"there you two are!" heeseung's voice cut through the trees as he emerged from the path, followed by your other friends. relief washed over their faces, quickly replaced by a flurry of questions and concerned chatter.
"we were starting to think you got eaten by a bear!" sunoo exclaimed, his eyes wide.
you launched into a rapid-fire explanation of your ordeal, leaving out the very recent, and frankly, earth-shattering development with ni-ki. your friends listened intently, bombarding you with questions about the night and how you managed to find your way back.
through it all, you were hyper aware of ni-ki standing beside you. he chimed in occasionally, his voice oddly subdued, and you could steal glances at him, catching the hint of a smile playing on his lips.
then, as you finished your story, jake nudged you playfully. "wow, you guys must have been really scared out there all night. scared enough to, i don't know, eat each other's faces off?"
a collective gasp went up from your friends, their eyes darting between you and ni-ki. your cheeks burned crimson. "what? no!" you sputtered, flustered.
ni-ki chuckled, a low sound that sent shivers down your spine. "yeah, jake," he drawled, his voice teasing. "luckily for us, bears were the only thing on the menu last night."
his playful jab sent another wave of heat flooding your face. you stole a glance at him, and your breath caught in your throat. he was looking at you, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes, but there was something else there too, something warm and unguarded that made your heart skip a beat.
you looked away quickly, a shy smile tugging at your lips. maybe this unexpected turn of events wasn't so bad after all.
The universe clearly had a vendetta against you. Every semester, every competition, every group project somehow put you directly opposite Nishimura Ni-ki.
It had started back in your first year of high school, when he’d beaten your perfect score on a math test by a single point, smiling that ridiculous, smug grin while everyone else gasped. Since then, your rivalry had escalated to near-legendary levels: the cafeteria incident, the science fair sabotage (you didn’t mention the glitter experiment), the library “study duel” that ended with both of you nearly kicked out, and countless small skirmishes that left everyone else exhausted just watching.
So when the student council announced the annual cultural festival’s main event — the duet performance challenge — you felt a mix of dread and outrage.
He. And me. Together.
---
The first rehearsal was predictably chaotic. Ni-ki leaned against the mirror wall, hoodie hanging off one shoulder, hair perfectly messy, smirking like he was already certain victory was his.
“Try not to embarrass yourself this time,” he said lazily, tossing a resistance band into the corner like it was a sword.
“Ha,” you replied, dragging your bag onto the floor. “Says the guy who once tripped over his own shoelaces during a sprint. And everyone saw it.”
“Minor setback,” he said, ignoring your jab. “You’re just jealous.”
“I am not jealous,” you retorted, glaring while accidentally stepping on a stray resistance band. You yelped, hopping on one foot. “I mean… not of your… lucky reflexes or whatever.”
Ni-ki’s smirk widened. “Lucky reflexes. Sure. You’ll be saying ‘I love you’ next.”
“Excuse me?”
“Nothing. Just practicing predictions.”
---
Rehearsals became an extreme sport of ridiculousness. He would pull off completely unnecessary dance spins just to mess with you; you would strategically “forget” your steps until he got all dramatic and flailed in the wrong direction. Teachers groaned, classmates whispered bets on who would collapse first, and somehow you both still managed to end each session laughing, sticky from sweat and glitter from the props.
Between competitions and rehearsals, your rivalry expanded to daily school life.
Math quiz: He smirked when you got 97%. You smirked back when he got 98%.
Basketball scrimmage: He blocked your shot with one hand while flashing that grin. You tripped him once on the way to the hoop. You’d deny it was intentional.
Cafeteria wars: The last strawberry milk was yours—until he leaned over with perfect timing and claimed it. You stole it back and made him chase you down the hall.
---
Amidst the chaos, subtle moments began sneaking in, catching you both off guard.
One rainy afternoon, the two of you were stuck in the gym after practice. The storm outside made the fluorescent lights flicker, and the quiet hum of the rain gave the room an oddly peaceful atmosphere. You sat cross-legged on the floor, headphones in, scrolling through music playlists to time your steps.
Ni-ki sat opposite, tossing a ball idly. “Do you ever get tired of competing with me?”
You paused, one eyebrow raised. “Do you ever get tired of being insufferable?”
“Touché,” he said, leaning back. Then, more softly: “Maybe. But if I stop, who’s going to keep you sharp?”
Your heart stuttered. “Sharp? That’s… nice of you to notice. But I can handle myself.”
He smiled faintly, that rare, quiet smile he only ever showed when he thought no one was looking. “Yeah. I know. That’s what makes it fun.”
You laughed. “Fun. Right. Like tripping over your own ego is fun.”
---
Another highlight of the slow burn was class projects. You were both assigned to the same group for the history presentation — naturally, the theme was “famous rivalries in history.” The irony was not lost on either of you.
During brainstorming, Ni-ki scribbled notes with his usual dramatic flair, tossing suggestions at you with an exaggerated sigh:
“Napoleon and Wellington. Alexander and Darius. Us.”
You blinked. “Excuse me?”
He smirked. “History repeats itself. Consider this… historical foreshadowing.”
You groaned, rolling your eyes. “I hate you.”
“And I love that you do.”
Cue a full ten minutes of mutual groaning, dramatic gestures, and exaggerated sighs before the teacher finally intervened.
---
Sports day brought out the worst and best in both of you. Relay races, tug-of-war, and obstacle courses turned into a series of pranks, strategic fouls, and accidental assists.
During the three-legged race, you were tied to him, and the chaos escalated immediately. Every step required near-perfect synchronization, yet Ni-ki somehow tripped twice, sending you both sprawling in a cloud of dirt and laughter.
“You okay?” he asked, breathless, extending a hand.
“Totally,” you said, accepting it while trying not to laugh at how ridiculous he looked sprawled on the grass. “You?”
He winked. “Better now that you’re here.”
Wait. Did he just say that?
---
Finally, the festival arrived. The gymnasium was packed. Spotlights hit the stage. You and Ni-ki took your positions, hearts pounding.
The music dropped. Every spin, jump, and synchronized move executed perfectly—yet not without playful mishaps. He almost kicked a prop mid-spin; you almost stepped on his foot during a dramatic leap. Both moments made the audience cheer even louder.
By the final pose, sweat dripping and hair plastered to your forehead, you locked eyes.
“Guess we’re evenly matched again,” you panted.
Ni-ki leaned close, voice barely audible over the applause. “Maybe it’s retrograde,” he said. “Everything’s backward. I’m starting to think I don’t hate you.”
You blinked, heart skipping. “Mercury retrograde doesn’t work like that.”
He smirked, leaning closer. “Sure it does.”
---
After the performance, while everyone celebrated, you and Ni-ki stayed behind, catching your breath. For the first time, the playful rivalry had faded into something lighter, warmer, teasing yet soft.
“You’re insufferable,” you said softly, elbowing him.
“And you’d miss me if I weren’t,” he countered, grinning that crooked grin.
Maybe, just maybe, rivalry wasn’t the right word after all. Maybe it was something… better.
; SYNOPSIS - school sucks. especially when everyone's avoiding you like the plague - all because you're the principal's daughter. so it comes as a surprise when a strip of paper falls out of your locker one day, with a corny pick up line written on it. now you only have one question on your mind: who the hell is nishimura riki?
; PAIRING - riki x fem!reader
; STATUS - complete!
; TAGS - smau, fluff, crack (more like attempt at humor), high school au, riki is a menace, hyper x calm dynamics?? ; WARNINGS - swearing, dirty jokes/pick up lines (maybe??)
; AUTHOR’S CORNER ! i just love starting something new before finishing my other wips 😍 i've made it so the first part of the pick up line is on the masterlist here, and the punchline is on the title of the actual chapter. this is inspired by this pjo smau on ao3 (LMAO??) + my own experiences bc i also slipped a bunch of pick up lines in random lockers
SPAM LIKE = BLOCK !
➼ PROFILES ! losers club ; riki's pr team
PROLOGUE ! all the good pick up lines are taken…
ONE ! i don't need google anymore...
TWO ! i’m so jealous of ur phone…
THREE ! are you fortnite?…
BONUS ! let's play a game of tag...
FOUR ! do you listen to newjeans?…
FIVE ! "nothing is faster than light"...
SIX ! something is wrong with my phone…
SEVEN ! do you play quidditch?...
EIGHT ! this doughnut is pretty sweet…
NINE ! you look familiar, did we share a class?…
TEN ! we should probably social distance…
ELEVEN ! are you 0x1 = lovesong?…
TWELVE ! are you an unfunny meme?…
THIRTEEN ! hey, is it morning yet?…
13.5 ! i can’t hold a conversation…
FOURTEEN ! instead of liking my message…
FIFTEEN ! your hand looks heavy…
↳ written [2.1k] + smau
SIXTEEN ! be careful bumping into others…
SEVENTEEN ! are you a trap?…
EIGHTEEN ! are you the children i keep in my basement?…
NINETEEN ! is it the fire works…
TWENTY ! i’ll give you a kiss…
↳ written [1.5k]
EPILOGUE ! i can’t think of any more pick up lines…
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TEN THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (the sugarikiz new year special) | nmrk.
𝓅récis co-starring in a christmas romance movie with an annoying, cocky japanese boy wasn’t on your winter bucket list. if it had to be specified, it was anything but. this holiday movie was supposed to be about ninety minutes long, but what if the real romance was between you and your fellow lead?
𝓈tarring actor! riki x 𝑓. actress! reader . 𝓈econd leads nakamura kazuha (le sserafim) , park jongseong (enhypen) .
𝒸ameos kim sunoo (enhypen) , kim chaewon (le sserafim)
𝓌arnings intended use of lower case fluff some angst periods + period cramps (reader has them) mentions of murder 𝓌c 4.43k
tags — @awhrin @roarr-ki @flufflights @lunaritex
NOT PROOFREAD !!
this was not how it was supposed to go. first of all, you were expecting a thriller movie to act in, not a stupid romance one with a name as original as ‘winter love’ (damn your so-called “most sought after” manager for hiding such important details from you) and secondly, you were not supposed to hate your co-star just as much as you did.
you — being a successful actress — had already been through your fair share of filming and always became good friends with your past co-stars, or at least acquaintances; the ones where you like their Instagram posts every once in a while.
but the second you locked eyes with nishimura riki, it was crystal clear that you were going to hate each other; or at least there would be a one sided hate (all of the hate coming from your side, just to be clear).
You were relieved that the second leads in the movie were much better; kind and friendly. jay was known to you — not personally, but you had seen him in some movies before, and all of them were hits. his chiseled features made him all the better suited for lead roles, sometimes sub-lead; like the movie you were acting in right now, for example.
and kazuha, the second female lead, was just as sweet. she’s talented, she’s nice to you, and makes the worlds best morning smoothies for you and her when she comes to the set on a daily basis. what’s not to like?
now, let’s talk about riki, the main reason you’re this depressed about this role. of course. he was the man; well styled hair with bangs that framed his face absolutely perfectly, an even complexion and smooth, pore-less skin, a charming smile and personality that could warm up to absolutely anyone. anyone but you.
you saw everything that no one else saw, all because they were too blinded by the effortless charm he exuded. there was no way in hell you’d fall for that stupid facade.
so, — as you sat in your dressing room on day three of your filming with said guy — to pass some time, you decided to open your notes app and list down all the things you hated about nishimura riki.
one. he’s cocky
that god forbidden smirk of his is perennially plastered on his face, so much so that you just want to wipe it off about a hundred times a day.
exactly like right now, when you’re filming a scene; the classic, cliché scene where the two leads bump into each other, love at first sight, blah blah blah — and the only time the expression would fade was when the director said “cut!” in a booming tone, loud enough for the whole population of the set to hear, including the black-vested film set gofers — with ‘crew’ misspelled as ‘crwe’ on the back for no apparent reason — teetering around.
riki was constantly teasing you, and was it in a funny or entertaining way? no. he was being a pure menace, especially with the way one corner of his lips was constantly tugged up. it wasn’t a smile, it wasn’t a grin, it was a fully fledged smirk.
“aww, is someone getting angry?” riki chuckled, mockingly pouting at you.
oh, that pout was just enough to get under your skin, and he knew it. he may be handsome, but the annoyingness factor ruled over that by a mile. scratch that; a hundred miles.
“go away” you muttered under your breath, trying to walk away from him, but he was relentless. “no, not getting rid of me that easy” he said, the expression on his face a mixture of a smirk and a grin; and not to lie, he looked good with it. but you could never tell him that, it’d just boost his already inflated ego.
two. he’s selfish
here you are, standing in line at the small coffee shop van that was set up for the actors and film crew. the old lady behind the counter was a tiny bit sour: only since vance moreau — assistant director — had taken four helpings from the bowl of cookies to have with the coffee.
amazingly so, riki ended up in front of you in the line, claiming oh so boisterously to his assistant that he was hungry; just for him to be sent away to get his food on his own.
a small sulk was present on his face, one that wasn’t very often seen, but you were there, so he could tease you to make it go away.
“oh hello there, y/n. didn’t expect to see you here” he chuckled, earning a roll of your eyes as a response to his greeting. “im part of the movie too, you know?” you say, a hint of sarcasm in your tone as you spoke.
the conversation continued, and as his turn came up, he ordered exactly what you were planning in your head. he ordered the last cookie, which you explicitly said you wanted in front of him when he asked you what you were going to get.
you scoffed as he took the cookie in his hand with a smirk, — again, there comes reason number one — and gave him an icy glare
“i will not let this go down that easy, you understand?” you glowered as you walked away, no cookie in hand
for the first time in many months; it snowed. the days had gone by since you first started filming the movie, and it was going well; all except the situation with your co-star.
riki still annoyed you to no end, constantly teasing and mocking you both on and off camera — the reason being that he has to play a cocky character in the movie too, which of course, was absolutely no problem for him.
yet, you learned by now to keep all the irritation towards said guy at the back of your mind, enjoying the filming process and cold weather.
there was a break from filming for half of today’s day. the snow was falling in small flurries onto your beanie, a bomber jacket shielding your body from the cold. you ran about with kazuha, fits of giggles leaving the both of your lips as you threw snowballs at each other, completely missing each other most of the time.
riki watched from a distance, watching as you two ran around like two elementary-going schoolgirls.
he watched the way a few strands of hair from one of your two braids fell forward onto your face, before your hand brushed them away in a swift motion.
he watched the way your freshly-done nails glistened in the soft, winter sunlight; small lines of white glistening across your nails.
he watched as your cheeks blushed slightly from the cold, the red colour faint and light, but still visible.
the only reason he realised he was staring you down was when you looked towards him, probably feeling his gaze on you. he looked away immediately, not wanting to get caught spacing out while having his eyes on you.
you flash him a small, amused smirk, happy that you finally found a reason to smirk at him, not the other way around. you turned your attention back to kazuha when she snapped her fingers in front of your face “y/n? helloooo?” your head snapped ahead, a sheepish smile overtaking the smirk on your face.
“sorry, I just spaced out…” you mumbled, before picking up another handful of snow to throw at her shoulder to get back to the earlier fun.
three. he’s insufferable
you were sitting in your makeup room, getting your makeup done; while your phone sat on a small table outside the room, for some reason.
you calmly walked out of your makeup studio, and went up to the table your phone was left at to go get it: and then you saw the fake cockroach that was cleverly left by the most terrible person in your life: nishimura riki, of course.
a small yelp left your mouth when you looked at the small, brown creature that made itself comfortable on your phone, before you saw riki amusedly looking at you with a mischievous glint in hi
your eyes locked with his, your eyes boring holes into dark, shining ones. he gave you a borderline innocent look, before nonchalantly turning away as if he didn’t do anything.
he was so dead for this.
four. he acts like a genius
“you’re doing it wrong.”
“can’t you ever mind your own business?” you scoff in response to his comment. he had called you dumb when you added your sugar into your coffee after you you made it, saying it would be more efficient to just put it in first.
“nope” he smirked, leaning against the counter of the coffee stall as you continued to stir the sugar into your coffee.
god, he was being so irritating right now.
“go away, riki. I don’t have time to deal with you right now.” he puts a hand on his heart, with a mockingly offended expression on his face. you could hear a small scoff escape him, and he wasn’t even bearing the thought about leaving you alone for even half a second — not when you were this easy to irk.
he just had ways to get under your skin, constantly teasing and mocking you for anything you did. if he wasn’t talking to you, he would have that damn signature smirk on his lips.
he chuckled at your attempt to get him to stop teasing you, shaking his head in disbelief “there’s no way you’re getting rid of me that easy, y/n”
five. he cannot be trusted with food
your cupcake was held tightly in your hand, with a smile on your face — this was the cupcake, the one your friend sunoo made. he made sure to send you some whenever he made them, and always made some extra for you.
he sent them to your set this time, and you were ecstatic. they were the best, and you planned on giving one of the four to kazuha, so that she could see how good they really were.
just as you were about to take a bite, you were called to film a scene. you reluctantly put the cupcake back in the box, to see riki walking up to you. “what’s in the box?”
“just something a friend sent me. will you take care of it until im back? i need to go film a scene.” you said, immediately regretting it. how did you even let yourself say that? you knew how much he loved sweet things, and especially how much he loved stealing them when they were yours.
he nodded, a small smirk playing on the corners of his lips “i won’t let you down, chief”
“promise you won’t eat them?” you ask, knowing you were just digging your own grave by now. but you already got in when you asked him to look after them, so it wouldn’t hurt to go even deeper, right?
“I won’t let a single soul touch them” he chuckled with a mock salute, and you couldn’t help the way your lips twitched slightly into a small smile.
turns out he did let a soul touch them; him. a cold, heartless soul. okay, maybe that was a bit too dramatic, even for you — an actress.
when you came back, there were only two cupcakes left in the box that once had four, and riki was nowhere to be seen.
you let out a groan of frustration, annoyed that he stooped low enough to steal your food, even when he said he wouldn’t.
the urges to throw one of those two remaining cupcakes at his face was tempting, but not as tempting as the proposition of murdering him at filming later . he was done for.
over the next few days, you could say you were maybe starting to become somewhat friends with riki. he still was annoying, but you learnt to deal with it. it was a weird sort of relationship; a love-hate sort of one.
one second you’d be laughing at something he said and the next; chasing him through the room.
the two of you were filming a scene — one where you were supposed to have a deep sort of conversation; one that was sweet, and loving, full of words of affection.
both of your acting skills were good, so you were able to execute the scene well. even though what your relationship with him was was nowhere near affectionate, you still had to act it for the movie.
as you took a thirty minute break after getting the scene right, he was mocking and teasing you about the way you said your lines. ‘I’ll miss you so much’ he mocks your tone, making it high in pitch, and putting a fake pouty expression on his face.
that was your breaking point.
the whole day, he had been irritating you over and over, testing your patience every second of the day. the day itself wasn’t the best for you: you got your period, and your cramps were killing you from the inside.
all of his teasing added onto the constant stabbing feeling in your abdomen lead to you finally snapping, voice annoyed and slightly aggravated.
“can you stop it? you’re being so annoying… do you not have any filter over what you say when?” you scoff, getting up from the seat you were sitting in he watched as you walked away to your trailer, feeling bad for what he did to you. but he shoved the feeling away; he couldn’t be feeling sorry for you, not when he was supposed to hate you…
𓆩 ★ 𓆪
“I swear to god, zuha, he doesn’t know when to shut his goddamn mouth! always mocking and teasing me like he has nothing better to do. i don’t even think he knows how annoying he is or that anyone even likes him for that stupid personality he has.” you ranted to kazuha, feeling your emotions take over you.
you didn’t even realise how mean and terrible you sounded as you said it, until you heard a slightly soft and hurt voice come from behind you.
”y/n, i- i didn’t know you thought of me like that…” riki mumbled, and for a second, you could feel your heart stop beating; what were you even saying and why did you let yourself say that?
you turned around, horrified. you looked into his eyes, guilty and ashamed, when you saw something flicker through his eyes. something that resembled… hurt?
“riki- look, I-” you stuttered out, trying to patch up the situation, but it was too late. the words had been said, and there was no way you could take them back.
he walked away without another word, leaving you stuck between wallowing in your own remorse and feeling that you shouldn’t care this much.
your mind was fighting with itself, and you felt the world start to drown out around you.
you brushed it off, making yourself believe that you did nothing wrong and he should be tougher than getting hurt over the truth.
you did feel guilty. but you shook away the feeling as fast as it came to you, refusing to let yourself feel any remorse towards him.
the cool winter air blew onto riki’s face as he sat down on a bench at the park filming was going on that day. he watched the snow flurry down gently from the sky and land on his exposed hand, the small, icy cluster of frozen water slowly melting from his body heat.
the sun shone lightly through the slightly greyish clouds shrouding over the sky in a serene kind of gloom. not the kind where you got unsettled or got tired of — it was the kind where you felt calm; almost pacific even.
it was a funny connection; riki and tranquility. it was a stark contrast to his usually playful and humorous personality, but sometimes — contrary to popular opinion — even he felt the need to be in a peaceful environment, one that calm and quiet enough to give his mind some rest.
he realised how amazing it was that the earth created snow from salty seawater, and how it was such a beautiful phenomenon. the amount of processes it took; evaporation, condensation, temperature control, all of it.
he was so lost in thought, that he didn’t notice someone sitting down next to him on the cold metal bench. after a few moments of silence, he looked at you, eyes widened slightly at your sudden appearance next to him.
“god, you almost gave me a heart attack” he said, putting a hand on his chest as he let out a sigh. you muttered a quick ‘sorry’ before a silence enveloped the two of you.
it was an awkward quiet, one that you could practically cut with a knife because of the palpable tension. you cleared your throat after a few minutes, unable to bear the silence anymore.
“so… do you have any scenes to film today?” you ask, thankful for the topic being the first one to come to your mind. he shakes his head, looking at the sky into the distance.
“oh.. i have one” you say, earning a simple nod from him. he was awfully silent, and you couldn’t help but worry that your words about him the day before had affected him in a way you didn’t want them to.
“hey, uh…” you start, not daring to make eye contact with him. “im sorry. for what i said about you yesterday. it was stupid to say, and i really want you to know that’s not how i really feel about you.”
“it hurt, you know? someone you thought was your friend talking about you behind your back.” he said after a moment, the hurt and vulnerability he felt about your hurtful words showing in his eyes and tone.
“im sorry, I really am…” you said, putting a hand on his shoulder. it was a sort of comfort to him — at least from what you could see — because he ever so slightly leaned into your touch.
he sighed, still feeling a bit hurt. but a small, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of his lips. but you noticed, a smile of your own coming out.
you kept looking at each other, the chaotic world around you two blurring out for a while. it was just you and him; him and you.
it was only when the sound of your ringtone blared through the quiet surroundings, leading both you and him to jump slightly at the sudden sound.
you looked away, slightly embarrassed at the eye-contact moment you had with riki, but shoved the emotion away as quickly as it came to you.
you looked down at the called ID on the phone, to see your sister chaewon’s name on it. she just had to call at this moment didn’t she?
six. he made you laugh way too much
as you sat down, waiting for kazuha to show up to start filming your scene, riki was making you laugh like crazy. crazy enough that the costume designers were giving you looks from the corner of their eyes.
your face was hidden in your hands, your body shaking slightly as you doubled up in laughter, the sound melodious and sweet to him.
if he said he didn’t like your smile or your laugh, he’d grow a nose longer than a broomstick if he were cursed like pinocchio. his gaze slipped from your hair to your eyes, sparkling with happiness.
“so she actually went and told the teacher that two people were making out in the classroom and it turned out to be two girls hugging?” you chortled, a grin on your face.
there was that smile he loved so much. it was his new favourite thing; it made him smile too, no matter the circumstances. “yeah, that was what happened” he chuckled
“you sure had some… interesting high school classmates” you said, smile still gracing your lips
seven. he stares
the day was still young, from it being very early un the morning. you rubbed your hands together to create some friction for the cold as you read and practiced your script in your head.
a few minutes in, you felt a pair of eyes on you, and no surprise who it was — riki. he had developed a habit of looking at you, ever since the first time you met him. but recently, he started doing it more often, and you hated the way it made your heart flutter in your chest.
you weren’t supposed to feel that flutter in your chest, and you weren’t supposed to smile when he smiled. you weren’t supposed to want to go near him when he was around. yet, you felt all that. and your mind was all jumbled up about it.
you didn’t want to look back at him when you felt his eyes on you, but you did. you hated the way your breath hitched as your eyes met, and you hated the way your heart skipped a beat.
you looked away after a few seconds after, unable to hold the eye contact for much longer without getting more flustered than you already were.
that was when you realised it; you had a crush on nishimura riki.
“man, I need help” riki sighed as he sat down next to jay on the couch he was sitting on. the latter raised an eyebrow at riki, confused, and as if asking him to go on.
“i think I like her.” he says, earning a confused hum from the older boy.
“what? who’s her?”
“y/n. i think i like y/n.” riki says after a few seconds of silence.
jay’s confusion immediately wore off, turning into a knowing smirk. he nudged riki in the arm playfully, chuckling as he did. “man, my fake little bro’s got a little crush, hm?” he teases.
riki’s face turned bright red as the question, making him turn his face face away. “stop it!” he huffed, blushing like mad.
jay payed no heed to the boy’s words, already forming a plan in his head to get you and riki together.
eight. he’s absolutely insane
the filming of the movie was coming to an end, but there was still much left to do. like the kissing scene, for example.
but going to the reason for this point; while you were filming a scene and on a small break, you were playing temple run on each of your phones — comparing scores after starting at the same time.
he was actually so close to breaking his phone, because when he got died halfway while you kept playing, he threw his phone onto the ground in frustration.
your eyes widened as you saw him do it, before you looked at back him and then the phone. you stared at each other for a moment before busting out in laughter, clutching your stomachs as you tried to stop.
you had told kazuha about your feelings for riki, and thus; jay and kazuha decided to team up on their plans to get both of you to confess.
both of them watched you and him with knowing looks, exchanging glances with small smirks ghosting their lips.
nine. he gave you butterflies
it was a gloomy morning, but it felt like the sun shone down on you all because you looked at riki. his hair was down, his bangs coming to hang in front of his eyes; his eyes shimmering in the soft light.
he looked up at you, smiling. “morning y/n” you felt a flutter in your stomach, your brain stopping all function at his smile. he was so energetic and happy today, and you couldn’t help but smile back at him, feeling the butterflies in your stomach increase like mad.
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kazuha and jay had a plan, and a solid one at that. it was the classic ‘make plans and make sure only both of them show up’ kind of trick, and they knew for sure it would work.
jay texted on the group chat if the four of you could meet up at that café near the set; one where a lot of couples went for dates, but you didn’t need to know that.
you agreed, needing a break to unwind and get your mind off working on the movie (and kissing riki for a scene, but you couldn’t say anything about that). riki agreed as well, happy he would get to be with you even more.
so, the next day, when the two of you showed up to the café and waited for jay and kazuha to show, you realised you had been tricked into it.
ten. he stole your heart
turns out their plan failed. nothing happened on the “date” except for both of you being extremely flustered every single second.
so, they decided to let nature take its course and works it’s way through this; by using the kissing scene you two had to film as an advantage, of course.
your heart raced as you got ready to start filming the scene, and as you leaned closer to him, you could feel a voice at the back of your head telling you to pull away, not let your feelings get in the way.
but you pushed the voice away as your lips locked with his, moving against each other in a sweet harmony. you tilted your heads, deepening the kiss before you pulled away, slightly breathless from all the emotions coursing through your veins.
you let out a shaky breath, a smile breaking out on your face as you saw him smile.
“you have no idea how much ive wanted to do that in the past two months” he muttered, longing and affection laced into his voice.
when he heard your silence, he got worried and started to think of worst case scenarios. “I-im sorry, I just messed up our entire friendship-”
you cut him off with another kiss on his lips — this one shorter than the first — earning a confused look from the director. this wasnt part of the script, but it felt so right.
turns out you did have many reasons to hate him. but your reasons not to were just that much more…
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mickie’s p.s. — can you see where i sorta gave up?
Just thinking about having a sleepover with Niki and when the others come in to check on you guys, they see that Niki is spooning you with a tight hold and then when they are making breakfast, he’s back hugging you refusing to let go, not caring about the teasing his Hyungs are doing -🧋
love how we’re all in niki brainrot ,, ty for the req boba love hope u enjoy <3
9:18AM — sleeping over at your boyfriend’s dorm taught you that 1) he was not a morning person, and 2) you being next to him in bed seemed to make that fact even worse.
“jus’ a few more minutes baby, seriously,” riki mumbles into the crook of your neck, breath tickling your skin softly. even his leg was wrapped tightly over yours, preventing you from any route of escaping his warm embrace.
you sigh. as much as you love the affection, you felt bad for the boys working hard outside to prepare a meal without you two. “we should go help them, c’mon.”
as if he was listening in on the conversation, sunghoon bursts in at that exact moment, clapping his hands annoyingly loud. “times up, kiddos! food’s almost ready and it’s your turn to help out,” he announces, ignoring how the male in bed lazily attempts to throw a pillow at his face. “and niki-ah, jay told you to leave the door open by at least 3 inches last night.”
all sunghoon gets in response is an annoyed groan as riki attempts to dig further under the sheets, only for you to sit up and throw them off him moments later.
“sorry, we’ll be there in a minute.” you smile awkwardly, elbowing your boyfriend as the elder wishes you a pitiful ‘good luck’ before heading to the kitchen.
luckily, it only takes a couple more promises of attention later and reminders of all the delicious food outside for riki to finally get up himself, adjusting his white tank top and tangled hair before following you out the door. the boys all coo at your entry and offer sweet welcomes and greetings — completely contrasting how niki only gets a few aggressive pats on the shoulder.
“hey y/n, wanna take a turn flipping these?” jungwon gestures to the pan cooking pancakes with a sleepy expression, offering you the spatula with a grin once you accept.
everything was going swiftly; the once empty plate next to the stove now containing a tower of buttermilk pancakes, as well as sunoo’s hashbrowns being halfway done. it was almost suspicious how riki had left you alone for more than five minutes, but your confusion quickly went down the drain as two sly arms wrapped around your waist with ease.
“do you need something?” you mumble, trying your best to wobble over to the cupboards and get the syrup despite having another human glued to your back.
riki scoffs, placing his chin on your shoulder. “i don’t need a reason to hold you.”
you catch sunoo and heeseung roll their eyes with a smile, the other boys working around the kitchen only taking glances in surprise — probably because it was rare for riki to show his affection so openly, but you suppose it’s because he’s still half asleep.
“what?” riki catches their lingering eyes, hands caressing your waist gently.
jake smiles like a proud mom in response. “you two are cute.”
“aw, did you want a hug too hyung?” the younger fakes a pout teasingly.
“nah, i have jungwonnie here to give me hugs!” before the poor leader could protest, he’d already been scooped into jake’s playful arms, whining in annoyance as laughter fills the dorm’s kitchen.
you pat riki’s arm, craning your neck up to meet his eyes with a content smile. “guess you’re stuck to hugging me.”
Request: “I'd do anything to make you want me. I'd give it all up if you told me I'd be the number one in your eyes”
Warnings: no happy ending
A/n: came back from the dead just to write this one fr | daily click
Maybe it was because of his lack of experience in love. Maybe, with his hectic life that started when he was so young, he didn't really know what to do. He didn't even know what the feeling was. He just hoped it was love.
Oh, how he wanted it to be love. He heard that love made wonders, almost miracles. And if every time he saw you he felt this funny thing in his chest and the urge to look away whilst his brain desired to admire your face, he hoped it could mean he was in love with you.
How unfortunate it was that his first romantic experience would be an unrequited one. You were kind to him, and he knew you held him close to your heart. He was special to you. But not how he wanted to be. And he definitely wasn't the number one to you.
But he was pretty sure he loved you. And although he knew that this feeling could move mountains and change the course of rivers, he also knew it was hard to maintain. It was a delicate emotion: for you to love and be loved, you first need to take care of it like it's made of the most fragile glass ever. And such care could be painful.
But Niki was willing to go through this pain.
It was his first time in love. He couldn't let it go to waste.
So he really tried his best. He did everything he could. He knew you weren't emotionally available to him, but he thought that, with time and patience, you would end up giving in. Although he was inexperienced, he knew he could treat you right. He knew he could be the one, only if you allowed him. With this thought, he was ready to do anything for you to want him.
Someone should've warned him that this is not how things go. Although his heart was stubborn and he was yearning for you, nothing could do. Before he could even realise, he was losing himself in order to be the one you needed. The one you wanted. But even after all his efforts, he still didn't manage to be the number one in your eyes.
In the end, he was lost. All he had was his love for you and this new person he saw every time he looked in the mirror. He didn't know what to do with this.
If you as much told him you'd be willing to at least try, he would accept it. He would give it all up for that. He didn't need your love. If you couldn't give him your all, he would be happy with at least a part of it. But you never said anything to him. He knew you loved him as a friend, but you couldn't say you reciprocated even a fraction of his feelings. You could never tell him what he was dying to hear.
Before feeling it himself, Niki knew that love could heal and change lives. He also knew that the journey was hard, but worth it in the end. So he wished to feel it one day. Until he did. And then, he learnt that love can also hurt.
And it hurts like hell.
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