I just imagined bestfriend's boyfriend riki...gosh that's so hot
pairing: best friend's bf! nishimura riki x fem! reader
warnings: infidelity, riki and reader fuck in the same bed as his gf while she's sleeping, degradation, unprotected vaginal sex, choking, creampie
💭 BEST FRIEND'S BOYFRIEND RIKI i just clenched sorry this is so hot, i love your brain... this one is a little shorter than most. sorry😓 hope you like it anyways
best friend's boyfriend riki who creeps into the bedroom late at night, ignoring your best friend—and his girlfriend's—sleeping body as he slides into bed behind you, clothed bulge pressing into the curve of your ass.
you gasp softly, looking over your shoulder at him. “what are you doing?” you whisper. he hooks his chin onto your shoulder, looking up at you with faux puppy eyes as his arms circle your waist.
“i need you, doll. aren't you gonna help me?” he asks, grinding into the cleft of your ass. you hold back your sounds, glaring over at him.
“riki, she's right here. can't we wait until morning? or at least move into another room?” you scold him, only making his pout deepens.
“but i need you now. we'll be quiet, i promise,” he murmurs, turning his head to press heated kisses to the skin of your neck. everything in you wants to argue back, to push him off and send him away, but the way his bulge presses against you, paired with the way his teeth graze your pulse point ever so slightly, is enough to make you cave.
“fuck, just—just hurry up,” you whisper. he grins against your shoulder, reaching down to pull his hard length out of his sweats. he gives himself a few pumps before he's tugging your panties to the side and sinking into you with a muffled groan into your shoulder. your cunt is still loose from earlier, when he fucked you in the closet while your best friend showered.
he clamps his hand over your mouth, keeping you quiet as he slowly thrusts inside you, his forehead pressed to your shoulder as he gasps silently against your back. “god, you feel so fuckin’ good. so much better than her, yeah?”
your face scrunches up, pushing his hand off your mouth. “don't talk about fucking her while you're inside me,” you whisper, unable to contain your envy. he grins softly, lips trailing back up your neck until they're grazing the shell of your ear.
“jealous?” he murmurs quietly as he thrusts up into your cunt, the soft plaps muffled by the covers, “fuckin’ slut, aren't you? trying to steal me away from my girlfriend?”
you bite back a moan, grinding back onto his dick. “so what if i am?” you spit. “you obviously don't like her that much.”
he scoffs, bringing his fingers to your neck so he can wrap them around your throat, squeezing tight. your eyes roll back, jaw dropping in a silent moan as you clamp down around him, making him hiss under his breath. “fuck, should i break up with her, huh? leave her for her lying whore of a best friend?” he pumps into you harder, delivering a harsh thrust that forces a moan out of you.
you and riki freeze. your best friend shifts, turning over in her sleep until she's facing the two of you.
he curses lowly, fucking up into you with renewed vigor. your eyes squeeze shut, clamping your own hand over your mouth as you try to will yourself not to make any noise. riki tsks, tapping your cheek with his fingers. “uh-huh, open. look at her while you fuck her boyfriend,” he commands, a muffled whimper escaping your lips as you open your eyes, forced to see the consequences of your actions. “poor thing has no idea you're ruining her fuckin’ life, does she? has no idea how shameless you are for dick?”
you clench around him, head leaning back against his shoulder as he fucks you just right. “answer me,” he growls, landing a harsh slap to your ass, not giving a single fuck as the sound echos throughout the quiet room. you whine softly, shaking your head. “n-no, she doesn't know.”
he grunts, sticky tip battering against your cervix with each harsh thrust. “that's right. she has no idea i'm cheating on her, no idea i plan to leave her for this slutty cunt.”
hearing his promise is enough to send you over the edge, clamping down on his cock as you cum, a loud moan flying out of you as you shake. the sound sends a bolt of fear through riki, the adrenaline triggering his own orgasm, cock twitching against your gummy walls as he shoots his hot load deep inside you with a drawn-out groan.
as you two pant in and out, the bed dips next to you, your best friend's voice ringing throughout the room.
“She had one plan: make him fall. Take the money. Disappear. Spoiler: she failed.”
THE SCAM DIARIES
✦ Page 23: “THE KISS PLAN”
If Ni-ki ever kisses me:
🚨 ABORT MISSION.
🚨 SCREAM INTERNALLY.
🚨 Possibly fall in love (DO NOT DO THIS)
Quote: “If he kisses me, I’ll be done for.”
📝 Status: Update — he kissed me. I am in fact done for.
❝how to scam a billionaire❞ (working title) - coming soon.
mingzzang says;; i have like written a overview(?) kinda way like it'll either have 10 chapters or it'll be a oneshot (depending on my writing and editing skills)
pairing: riki × female reader
genre: fluff, carring husband
warnings: prepare the tissues. It is very beautiful and warm⁚<.
words count: 1026 words
miffy's note: I worked pretty hard for this oneshot and I can say it's so pretty and it distracted me pretty much since I suffered from period cramps⁚(.
synopsis: Riki returns home to find his wife suffering from severe period cramps. Despite his busy day, Riki's immediate concern is her comfort and well-being. With tenderness and attentiveness, he offers her soothing tea, a hot water bottle, and his unwavering support. As they share a cozy evening filled with comforting gestures and quiet moments of intimacy, Riki's care and love help ease her pain, reminding her that she never has to face anything alone.
The soft hum of music drifted through the studio, mingling with the occasional rustle of leaves outside the window. It was mid-afternoon, and Riki had just finished his practice session. The sweat from his efforts glistened on his forehead, but a satisfied smile played on his lips as he stretched his sore muscles. He stepped out of the practice room, with his bag in a hand and his bottle of water in the other, he decided to make his way back home.
the familiar scent of home greeting him, but something felt different. The usual vibrant energy of the apartment was subdued, replaced by an unusual silence.
Walking into the living room, Riki found his wife curled up on the couch, her face contorted with discomfort. The sight of her in pain made his heart clench. He quickly moved to her side, his hand gently brushing her hair away from her face, the strands slipping softly through his fingers.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern.
She looked up at him, managing a weak smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "It's just... period cramps. They’re really bad today."
Riki’s heart ached seeing her in pain. Her normally bright eyes were clouded with discomfort, and her body was tense, curled into itself in an attempt to ease the pain. "Why didn't you call me? You shouldn't have to go through this alone."
She shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn’t want to bother you while you were practicing."
He sighed, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment as if willing his comfort to seep into her. "You're never a bother to me. Wait here, okay? I'll be right back."
Riki disappeared into the kitchen, his mind racing. He knew he needed to do everything he could to help ease her pain. He filled a kettle with water and set it to boil, then rummaged through the cabinets for the chamomile tea he knew she liked. The soft clinking of dishes filled the air as he prepared everything with care.
Returning a few minutes later, he carefully balanced a hot water bottle and a steaming cup of tea on a tray. He handed her the tea first, the steam curling up in gentle tendrils. She took it gratefully, her fingers wrapping around the warm mug.
"Here, this should help a bit," he said, carefully placing the hot water bottle on her lower abdomen. He watched her face as she felt the warmth spread, her muscles gradually beginning to relax. He then tucked the blanket around her more snugly, ensuring she was comfortable.
"Thank you, love." she murmured, taking a sip of the tea. The warmth began to ease some of her discomfort, and she felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. He sat beside her on the couch, his arm wrapping around her shoulders in a protective embrace.
"How about we watch a movie? Something light and funny to distract you?" he suggested, his voice soft and soothing.
She nodded, leaning into his embrace, her head resting against his shoulder. "That sounds perfect."
Riki reached for the remote, scrolling through the options until he found a romantic comedy they both enjoyed. As the movie played, he kept a close eye on her, making sure she was comfortable. Every now and then, he would glance down at her, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and love.
"Feeling any better?" he whispered during a particularly funny scene, hoping the laughter was helping to ease her pain.
She looked up at him, her eyes a little brighter. "A bit, thanks to you."
Throughout the movie, Riki occasionally refilled her tea and offered her some snacks, his every action filled with care and attention. He rubbed her back gently, his fingers tracing soothing patterns that helped distract her from the cramps. When the movie ended, she looked up at him, her pain significantly lessened.
"I don’t know what I’d do without you." she said, her voice filled with affection and gratitude.
Riki smiled, his eyes softening as he looked at her. "You’ll never have to find out because I’m always going to be here for you. No matter what."
He kissed her gently, his lips lingering on hers as if trying to convey all the love and care he felt. She melted into the kiss, feeling the warmth and security his presence brought. And as they sat there, wrapped in each other’s arms, she knew that with Riki by her side, she could get through anything.
The evening continued with quiet moments of shared intimacy. They sat in comfortable silence, her head resting on his chest as he stroked her hair. The pain had dulled to a manageable throb, thanks in large part to his tender care. The city outside their window began to glow with the setting sun, casting a warm, golden light into the room.
"How about some dinner?" Riki suggested after a while. "I could make your favorite soup."
She smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with appreciation. "That sounds wonderful."
Riki moved to the kitchen, the clattering of pots and the soft hiss of the stove filling the apartment. He worked quickly, chopping vegetables and stirring the pot with practiced ease. The aroma of the simmering soup soon wafted through the air, a comforting scent that promised warmth and nourishment.
When the soup was ready, he ladled it into bowls and brought it to the living room. They ate together, the simple act of sharing a meal bringing a sense of normalcy and comfort. The soup was delicious, each spoonful a reminder of his love and care.
As the night deepened, Riki helped her to bed, ensuring she had everything she needed before lying down beside her. He held her close, his arms wrapped around her protectively.
"Thank you, Riki." she whispered into the darkness, her voice filled with emotion. "For everything."
"Anything for you." he replied softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Always."
He kissed her gently, his love and care evident in every touch. And as they sat there, wrapped in each other’s arms, she knew that with Riki by her side, she could get through anything.
do you even know that I want you? | one-shot pt.4!! (N.RK)
۶ৎ “I expected to see you on your morning run again; I know I shouldn't be watching 'cause every time I feel the pain” Pinkpantheress, pain ⋆ no warnings, it finally ends... maybe?, some confused feelings, DOWN BAD YN, riki finally coming to his senses ig (dumbass), slight mentions of giselle from aespa, hanni from njz, jungwon and sunoo, oh and riki turns blonde/silver/platinum blonde/idrfc here >< ⋆ [wc: 1.6k]
—you knew you shouldn’t be watching, you’ve already promised yourself! but… he just looks so mesmerizing, it’s too difficult for you to take your eyes off of him.
all the students were in the school hall as there was some stupid event. no one cares of course, all the students went to find their friends in other classes and talked and some goofing around. You sat in your circle of friends, giselle sitting beside you, hanni and jungwon finally stop being all lovey dovey and acting like normal human beings and sunoo on his phone.
you were staring at something or… someone to be exact. you stared at someone in the distance, of course it’s riki, who else? (that’s the literal whole plot of the story) you stared at him, but not in the mad intense way, in the soft and caring way, the you want to literally cup his cheeks and pepper kisses all over his face way. giselle noticed your staring and raised a brow, following your gaze but she couldn’t figure out what you were staring at, “what are you staring at?” she asked
you snapped out of your thoughts and looked at her, wanting to come up with a snarky comment but no words came out as you quickly went back to your phone and scrolled on it. giselle raised her brow up even higher and went back to her phone, her skeptical gaze lingering on you for a second longer before letting go of it.
as soon as giselle looked away, you looked back up to watch riki but only found him to be staring back at you already. your heart skipped more than one beat at the sight and riki smiled at you, an amused glint in his eyes. it felt like time had slowed, and everything else faded into the background, everyone’s heads were a blur except riki’s. you knew you should ignore him or give him a cold gaze but you can’t stop the giddy smile spreading on your lips.
then as fast as it happened, it ended when riki looked away as his friend pulled him harshly. you let out a huff and went back to your phone, but your mind couldn’t stop replaying that cute little smile on his kissable lips.
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back home, you were scrolling on your phone, feeling very boyfriend deprived as you saw all these couple trends on insta. you saw one where it was a couple that bumped into each other on the streets and crashed their lips together. you rolled your eyes at it and decided to send it to giselle with the caption ‘us’ because you always flirted with her playfully.
when you clicked share, your finger hovered above giselle’s account, and then, like it had a mind of its own you clicked send to riki instead. your heart thumped in your chest and after a few more seconds of contemplation you decided to unsend it. but too late, riki already saw it and he was typing out a response.
“respectfully, what?” he sent and you flushed in embarrassment? you’re not even sure at this point. instead of typing out an apology, you decided to play along, “uh yes” you sent. “wdym uh yes???” he typed out and you typed out another reply fast, “yes means yes </3” “no then” he typed and you didn’t know if he was being playful or not, “cmonnnn” you typed and added, “ill beg”
you didn’t know why you were being so into this banter, maybe you’re desperate, maybe you’re just spilling your feelings subconsciously and riki is still being the oblivious fuck he is, maybe you want to finally show him your real feelings, crystal clear. “smth wrong with u?” he typed and you send three shaking head emojis. “i doubt so”
you let out a huff and typed out a more obvious answer, “take me out and u’ll see it urself” you sent bravely. riki frowned at the message and scoffed, “we r platonic friends tho”. you chewed on your bottom lip at the answer, not liking how he got you friend-zoned, “we cld always be more than that yk”
riki sent some skull emojis and you grumbled under your breath, not finding a single bit of this funny as you tossed your phone away.
☆
next day, you were shopping at your local grocery shop. you were in one of the aisles, looking at bags of candies and your favorite r&b song playing in your headphones, making you don’t want to leave just yet. you finally picked three bags of gummies and walked out of the aisle, your stride carefree and loose as you headed towards the check out area.
just then, a cart accidentally bumped into you and you looked up to find a random blond “sorry” you muttered before walking past him. “aye, yn” the man said as he grabbed onto your wrist and pulled you back. “hey! get the fuck away! i will not hesitate to beat the-” you pulled your arm back aggressively and looked up to only find riki…oh. “continue” he said with a tilted head, his eyes boring into yours intently. “oh- uh i-” you stammered but quickly brushed it off, “nothing, you did something with your hair?” you asked as you eyed his silver like blonde hair while pulling your headphones down.
“yeah. i don’t really like it though” he said as he touched his hair and brushed a few strands away from his face. “no! no, no, keep it” you quickly said and he raised a brow up at you, “i mean, it’s nice” you said nonchalantly as you looked away and cleared your throat.
“right…” he said before he leaned closer to you and spoke, “so… didn’t you say you wanted to take me out?” he asked. you widened your eyes at his words and stuttered, “i-..i was drunk” you blurted. “i thought you hated drinking?” shit, he remembers? well fuck, he cares more than he lets on. “why?” you managed to not choke out as you frowned at him. riki rolled his eyes and sighed in disappointment…? “well, i just wanted to see if you have the guts to say those words to my face,” he said before backing up to go back to his cart, “it looks like you don’t” he said before walking away with his cart.
you stood there, mouth left agape as you watched him walk away. you stared at his retreating figure, debating to whether walk up to him or not before determination got the best of you and you hurriedly chased after him, “wait! please wait!” you breathlessly said as you grabbed onto his arm, “will you go out with me?” you actually choked out this time as you kept your gaze on everywhere but him. “hm….” he said but he noticed your gaze wavering and he waved a hand in front of you, “can you at least look at me?” he asked and you didn’t listen. “hey” he muttered as he turned your chin with his hand, “say it again” he said with a narrowed gaze. “would you go out with me…?” you mumbled under your breath as you glared at him.
“of course, since you asked so nicely” he said as he patted your head with a grin before walking away. “i’ll text you!” you called out as you watched him walk away. your whole chest was filled with warmth you never knew you could have as your head was in a jumble of thoughts.
did you just ask the nishimura riki out? the man of your dreams? the one you want to call yours?
holy shit this must be a dream!
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作者.ᐟ: i feel like this is very rushed tbh. ughhh wtvr, anyways the long awaited pt 4 pookies!!!!
Hi I love your blog and I really loved your nicho and K (&Team) as boyfriends headcanon. I would like to request a Ni-ki (enhypen) as boyfriend headcanon. Thank you so so much ❤️🌹💖🌸💋💕♥️😍 I also love your writing style. 💝🌻
니키 - niki as your bf!
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would text you absolutely anything he found funny, even if you’re at work or it’s 2 am
play fighting is a must.
you guys are bickering 24/7 but everyone knows that’s just your love language
he’s sooooo annoying omfg. constantly pranking you and pissing you off on purpose because he thinks it’s cute when you’re mad
“you are so fucking annoying, riki.” “just shut up and kiss me already.”
buys you cute little figurines and trinkets he finds while shopping
he always remembers your favorite characters from cartoons, anime, books or whatever
comes over to your house just to be lazy/do nothing because he likes being around you
hugs you from behind when you’re busy with stuff and puts his chin on your shoulder
tries to bake brownies for you but almost burns the kitchen down
when you first started dating, he was so nervous
he would stutter and constantly trip over his own feet, stumbling and fumbling his words
but now that you’re official, he’s much more cocky
(he still gets shy sometimes though)
soft kisses on your cheeks and forehead when he’s feeling gentlemanly
will just grab your face and smother you in kisses peppered all over your face while you laugh and tell him to stop
loves to show off for you!
constantly checking to see if you’re watching when he makes a basket in basketball or wins his video game
he cares a lot about what you think of him
always tried to bring you flowers, but they just end up getting crushed, all the petals falling off
“what happened to the flowers?” “oh, you like them? they got a little squashed on the bike ride here…”
bonus: texts with bf niki!
a/n: ty for the sweet comment, I really appreciate it :( I was super excited about this rq bc I’ve been wanting to make more bf content for my ult enha <3 keep the requests coming, it puts a smile on my face!!
Little nine-year-old Y/n giggled as her best friend Riki pushed her on the swing at their favorite park.
“Riki! Too high!” She begged him to stop.
He held onto the chains and dug his feet into the earth, stopping her from swinging so high. “Sorry,” the ten-year-old blushed.
“It’s okay,” she smiled at him.
Even though they’d known each other since kindergarten, Riki always got shy around her. Why? He’d grown a little crush on her.
"Let's go back to my house and play dolls!" Y/n suggested.
"Eww. How about we play my Nintendo at my house?" Riki proposed instead.
"Fine," she crossed her arms, hopping off the swing and turning to Riki. "Only if we play Mario Kart. The other games are boring."
"Whatever you want."
~~~~~
"No! You cheated!" Y/n exclaimed, throwing her controller onto the couch with anger.
"How could I cheat in this game? It's literally impossible," Riki laughed.
"I don't know! You're Riki! You always find a way," she sighed.
"I do, don't I?" He smirked at her before shutting the console off. "Come on. My mom made dumplings for dinner."
Despite her sour mood, her frown slowly turned into a smile when she thought of her favorite food.
"Ha! You can't resist. Let's go," he grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet before going downstairs.
~~~~~
"Do you want to die?" Eleven-year-old Y/n threatened.
Riki couldn't hold his laughter back. "I'm sorry! I was aiming for Seonwoo!" He apologized, dropping the water gun that was in his hands.
"Well now I have chlorine up my nose. Just great," she rubbed her eyes as she treaded the pool water.
Riki jumped in and swam towards her. "Hey, I said sorry," he repeated, seeing how her mood changed.
She smirked before jumping at him and dragging him under water. She held him under until he needed to resurface for air. "Hey!" He exclaimed, running a hand through his wet hair.
"Pay back," she smiled, splashing water at him, catching him off guard.
"So that's how it is, huh? You asked for it!"
A splash battle of the ages. Worthy of a spot in Japanese history.
~~~~~
Thirteen-year old Y/n hummed along to the song playing in her head phones when there was a light knock on her door. "Come in."
"Hey honey," her mom stepped in. "Can I talk with you?"
"Yeah," she replied, removing her headphones before sitting straight up in bed. "What's up?"
Her mom took a seat at the end of her bed. "Your dad got a promotion."
"Wow that's amazing!" She smiled, then tilted her head in confusion. "But why don't you sound happy about it?"
"Because Y/n," she sighed. "In order for Dad to get the promotion, we need... we need to move away. To America."
"You're joking, right?" She laughed nervously.
"I'm not unfortunately. And you need to have all of your things packed and ready by the end of the week."
"But Mom, all my friends live here! Seonwoo, Jake, Ryujin, Jisu, and... Riki," she explained. "I can't leave them all!"
"It isn't your decision to make honey. We need this money. You can make new friends at your new school," she smiled.
"I don't want new freaking friends!" She screamed at her mom, careful not to let a bad word slip.
"Y/n! That is not how you talk to me young lady!" Her mom scolded.
"I'm not leaving Riki! I'll run away!" She threatened.
Mrs. L/n let Y/n have time to cool down before speaking again. "I know you have a crush on Riki Y/n, it's obvious. But there are plenty of other boys out there. You'll find someone."
"I don't want anyone else," she teared up, giving in and hugging her mom tightly. "I just want Riki."
~~~~~
"So this is it, huh?" Riki rocked on his heels, back and forth. "You're really leaving me."
She nodded and fought back the tears. "I don't want to go," she cried, sweater paws covering her red eyes.
Riki didn't hesitate to embrace her to comfort her. "I don't want you to go either, but you have to," he sniffed, mentally cursing himself for letting his weak and vulnerable side show. He pulled away and looked into her eyes. "I love you. You're my best friend. And you always will be," he smiled. Although these words hurt and comforted Y/n at the same time.
She nodded and adjusted her bag over her shoulder before going to enter a terminal, which would take her to a plane that would take her away from her best friend and crush. She stopped in her tracks when she heard Riki yell, "I'll find you! I promise!" And as much as she wanted it to be true, she doubted it would ever happen.
But he was Riki. He'd always find a way. Despite the fact that her address was unknown, they had no phone contacts, and she was going to live halfway across the world, he would find a way.
~~Six Years Later~~
Y/n hummed along to Fever by ENHYPEN. And yes, she knew Riki was a part of that group.
Y/n never forgot the day she left Japan. And she still remembered his promise. But ever since he debuted as a k-pop idol four years ago, she gave up on her dream of ever seeing him again. She could only fantasize it in her head.
But Riki never gave up. Even after pursuing his career as an idol, he only thought of Y/n. How he promised he'd find her. How they were both adults now. How he regretted never telling her how he really felt.
They were just kids back then. They'd have to grow up and make new friends eventually, right? Riki made new friends, unlike Y/n. But nobody ever replaced her as his best friend. Nobody ever could.
As Y/n scanned the road before crossing, some tall guy with blonde hair and headphones caught her eyes. He seemed to be looking for something. And when their eyes accidentally met, the two of them both felt a strange familiarity, but they refused to acknowledge it, until Y/n took a step towards him, examine his features. "Riki?" She tilted her head, smile overtaking her features.
"Y/n," he sighed, the brightest smile on his face as he moved his headphones, adjusting them around his neck. He couldn't stand there any longer and ran to her side of the sidewalk and embraced her quickly, arms tight around her torso. She hugged his waist tightly, head burried in his white sweatshirt. "I can't believe it's you," he quivered and sniffed.
"Me either," she cried. "How did you find me?" She did not let go of him, too scared to lose him again. She was now on her tiptoes, arms moved to hug his neck as his hands fell to her waist.
"I just had a feeling you were here. My friends and I are here for work purposes, and our hotel isn't far from here," he explained. "Plus I'm Riki. You know me. I always find a way."
She pulled away and smiled. "Those are my words," she chuckled, hugging him again, sighing. "I missed you."
"I missed you too," he smiled, lifting her a couple inches off the ground and twisting left and right. "Six years is just too long."
"Way too long. Now you're twenty, tall, and blonde," she laughed. "And a part of one of the biggest k-pop groups ever."
"How did you know that?" He tilted his head, looking into her eyes.
"You're huge in America Riki. A lot of people know you," she stated matter-of-factly.
"Well it doesn't change the way you see me, does it?" He wondered.
"Of course it doesn't silly. You'll always be my Riki."
"Yeah," he blushed, a thought coming to his mind. "Speaking of being yours... umm... could I be your boyfriend instead of your best friend?"
She'd never been more caught off guard than she was right now. "W-what?"
"I've liked you since kindergarten Y/n. The feeling kinda... never went away. I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. We know each other like the back of our hands," he reasoned, taking her hands in his. "Do you feel the same?"
"Of course I do. Silly," she shook her head.
In little time, her lips were on his. He couldn't help but smile into the kiss as he cupped her warm cheeks. They could care less about the world around them. "I love you," he hummed against her lips.
"I love you too."
~~~~~
Who knew dating your best friend was like heaven? They knew everything about each other. From their favorite movies to their most embarrassing stories. There were hardly any arguments between them. They always understood each other's position. It was as easy as ABC.
Of course, no relationship was perfect. And many times they went long distance because of Riki's idol life. But their love never failed.
On a lonely day at their apartment in Seoul, Y/n called Riki in the middle of the night, feeling sad.
"Hey angel. You should be in bed. Why are you calling me?"
"I miss you Riki."
He sighed through the other end. "I miss you too angel. This is really hard for me too. But I'll see you in two weeks."
"That's too long," she whimpered.
"Please don't cry. I hate it when you cry. I love you. You know that?"
"Yeah. I love you too. Just come home safe. Please."
"Of course I will," he took a pause. "But you need to rest and eat well, okay?"
"Okay. Goodnight Riki."
"Good night angel. I swear, I'll marry you one of these days."
SUMMARY: a new trainee manages to catch Riki's eye
PAIRING(S): nishimura riki x fem!trainee!reader
GENRE: fluff, idol au, tiny angst if you squint
WARNINGS: homesickness, pining, very very slight jealousy, usage of the word “die” once, reader is implied as a foreigner
WORD COUNT: 2k
NISHIMURA RIKI WAS A BUSY KID.
Perhaps a little too busy for someone so young, but he was content. Since leaving his hometown at just 13, he had to grow up a lot faster than he should have. He had been given the choice of his childhood or his dream, and he ultimately chose the latter.
So although he loved his job as an idol, he couldn’t ignore the undeniable loneliness he sometimes felt.
Everything was on a tight schedule for Riki. He liked organization. He liked consistency. All his decisions were made for him, so it was comforting when he at least knew what to expect.
Riki had been practicing for hours, finally deciding for a break. His members had all gone for their lunch break, leaving Riki to practice more as per his request. He leaves his phone in the practice room, hoping to get away from any and all distractions. He steps outside for a breather, as his mind spurs itself on with all sorts of absurdities.
Somewhere along the commotion in his own mind, he started wandering around the company building. He was in a wing he’d never been in before, and despite logic telling him to go back, he kept walking.
He could hear faint music playing in the background, quickly recognizing it as “Drunk-Dazed.” Like a moth to light, he follows the song, trying to figure out who in their building would be playing his song, out of all the choices.
He peeks into the practice room, finding a few girls practicing the choreography. Seeing as how he’d never seen them before, he knew they must have been the new trainees. He observed them with a light smile on his face, feeling prideful to see them practicing to his song.
One trainee in particular had stood out to him, catching his attention throughout the performance. The way she danced was so clean and perfected, she had to have been dancing for years.
She was really good, maybe even better than him. Hell, if it were up to him, Riki would have said she was ready to debut. She was truly remarkable, and would definitely become an essential asset to whatever group she would debut in.
He spied on the girls for a few more minutes, before his attention was pulled away.
“Riki! Where have you been?” He snapped his head around to see Jay, quickly closing the door of the practice room. “We’ve been looking all over for you, why are you even here?”
He shrugs it off, deciding to follow Jay back to their practice room. “Just exploring.” Jay’s not convinced, but shrugs it off.
-
The next few days go by much the same, Riki sneaking off during a break to go and watch, trying his best to be discreet.
He’d lost track of time earlier while practicing, so he got slightly worried that you wouldn’t still be practicing at the late hour. When he got there, however, it was just you, as he assumed all the other trainees had gone home by now. You were similar to him, working hard, even after everyone else had left. It seems he knows you so well, even without ever speaking to you.
Mesmerized by your outstanding performance, he loses his alertness when he accidentally trips over a wire, cutting out the music. You turn towards the loud noise, eyes widening when you see your senior in front of you. “선배! Sorry, did you need the practice room?”
He shakes his head, suddenly getting flustered. “No! I just- I was watching you practice.” He bashfully admits, the tips of his ears blushing deep red. “You’re really good.”
You’ve both been reduced to a blushing mess, unsure of how to respond. I mean, you’re just a trainee, in front of a global star. Who wouldn’t be nervous? “Thank you! I’m still getting used to everything here, so I’m still not too sure.”
His expression lights up a bit, and his expression softens. You really were just like him, far from home but trying your best. “I’m being serious, you’ve got talent. You remind me of me as a trainee.” You simply nod, a large smile forming on your face. He checks his watch, muttering when he sees the time. “I’ll go now, but keep up the good work. I’ll be rooting for you!”
When he finally leaves, he wears a wide grin the entire way home.
Over time, he got more comfortable talking to you. You’re both still a bit bashful around each other, but neither of you seem to mind. The short conversations near the end of the day turned into long talks, and visiting each other, even mid-day while you both were practicing. He had even had the courage to give you his number, which resulted in long text conversations and even a few facetimes.
He enjoyed being around you, since you didn’t view him as an idol, you just viewed him as Riki. He was so far from home, but you gave him some comfort. Maybe this isn’t so bad, he thought.
-
Unfortunately though, his other members aren’t as clueless as he thinks. Although they’ve managed to keep hush about their observations, Jake just can’t seem to keep his mouth shut during dinner one day. “So who is she ?” He suddenly asks, a knowing smile on his face.
The other members laugh slightly, and Riki’s a little taken aback, but he treads carefully. “What are you talking about?”
Sunghoon lets out a weak chuckle, earning a light hit on the head from Jay. “The girl you’re always talking too. During practice, after we’ve all left, calling her at night, you’re pretty damn loud, by the way” Jake continues, raising a brow.
“Y/N?” He questions, eyes widening. How did they know about her? “She’s just a friend!” He’s desperately trying to defend himself, but none of them seem to really buy it. “Why are you guys looking at me like that?”
“She’s pretty,” Sunoo starts, making Riki pout slightly. “I’ve seen her and her friends dance, she’s pretty good.”
“She’s really good. I think she’s debut ready.” Riki corrects, suddenly getting defensive over his friend.
“Debut ready? Didn’t she just join the company?” Jungwon laughs out, flustering Riki. “I agree with Sunoo though, she’s pretty.”
“Yeah, but, she’s been dancing since she was 5. Her singing and rapping are also really impressive, and like you said, her visuals are no joke. She’s seriously an all-rounder.” His fellow members simply laugh at his enthusiasm, embarrassing Riki once more.
“So do you like her?” Heeseung asks, a wry smile on his face.
Riki simply huffs as he gets up from the table, putting his dish in the sink. “I’m not hungry anymore.”
-
During the next few weeks, Riki had truly become your best friend. You didn’t think anybody could ever get you the way he did, and there was never a dull moment with him.
When you were upset about your instructor scolding you, he took you out for bungeoppang (which was the day you learned you both had the same favorite food.) Or when you wanted to talk about your new favorite book, he simply listened to you talk intently, and even though he wasn’t a big reader, he asked for your copy of the book, just so he could read it and see your little annotations. He finished the book within a week, by the way.
You’d called and told him you were feeling homesick, so he invited you to his dorm and said he would (attempt to) cook your favorite foods. “But won’t your members be there? I don’t wanna be a bother.”
“Nah, they went out today. We had an off day, so they all went to see their friends and family.” You nodded when you realized Riki couldn’t visit his family either, pitying him.
“Okay, I’ll be there soon.”
You should have known not to trust Riki in the kitchen, especially after seeing his failed bungeoppang attempt. You've seen all the ENHYPEN&HI episodes, but you’d never admit that to his face.
So here you were, standing in the kitchen, a bunch of ingredients scattered all over the place. “How did you even manage to drop the pan?” You ask, a frustrated sigh coming out.
“It was hot!” He quickly defends, putting his hands up.
“It’s a pan, Riki! Of course it’s hot!” You shoot back, knitting your brows together as you hit his arm lightly. Damn, how could you be so cute, even when you’re so mad?
His plan was to finish up hours ago, eat with you and eventually send you home. However, due to his cooking skills, or lack thereof, you took much longer than expected. Now slightly frustrated, you huff before walking into the bathroom to clean yourself off.
And just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, he hears the sound of a door opening and loud footsteps, signaling his members' return. Shit.
“Riki?” He hears Sunghoon call out from down the hall, going into slight panic mode as he knows Jay would flip if he saw his youngest member in the midst of all this.
When Jungwon pops his head into the kitchen to see Riki there, he lets out an audible gasp. “What the hell happened?!”
The sight isn’t a pretty one, Riki is covered in flour and there’s a bunch of stray ingredients on the floor. The other members quickly follow Jungwon in, similar noises of surprise being let out. He hopes and prays that you can take the hint and somehow sneak out before the others see you.
“You see, I was cooking, and then...I dropped it.” He bashfully admits.
“And the flour?” Sunoo asks, as Riki desperately tries to swerve away from the fact that him dropping the pan caused you to slip, resulting in spilling the bag of flour all over both him and yourself.
“That’s not important right now.” He asserts, still trying to clean himself up. Jay looks like he’s about to burst, huffing loudly as he observes Riki.
“Why didn’t you just order food? Is there a girl you’re trying to impress or something? Because cooking is not the way to do it” He scolds, going over to help him.
“It’s probably that trainee girl he likes.” Heeseung laughs, unaware that you’re barely a few feet down. Despite having 7 musicians in one house, those walls are not soundproof.
Riki begins blushing a deep red, unsure of how to defend himself. He can’t deny it, considering you could hear and get the wrong idea. But he can’t admit to it, because then he’d die of embarrassment.
“...You like me?” You coyly stammered, peeking out from the wall you were hiding behind. His members all turn to face you, startled by your presence. Heeseung is the most embarrassed of them all, sending an apologetic look towards Riki.
Riki, flustered out of his mind, can only nod in response. “Yeah, I guess I do.”
His members are watching intently, waiting to see your reaction. “Well, I like you too, Riki.” You admit, a small smile forming on your face.
He’s unable to hide the wide grin on his face, going to embrace you tightly. You’d forgotten all about the others until you hear his members laughing behind you, making both of you flustered.
“So Riki…” Jake starts, a teasing smile on his face. “Wanna formally introduce us?”
He’s still a bit embarrassed, but ultimately swallows his pride as he puts his hand around your waist.
