fleurstqr asked:
ZEHRAA~ i miss you TT,, how are you ?
DANIII HII!! i miss you too omg TT i’m doing fine rn, i’ve just been a bit more inactive than usual i guess due to school etc 😓 what about you?
VIDEOGAMESㅤ⟡ㅤNRK
- precis : playing video games with your boyfriend was something you liked to do, especially if it ends with you winning and getting cuddles for rewards.
니키ㅤ୨୧ㅤ𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤboyfriend!riki, just pure fluffㅤ/ㅤcussing, kissing, skinshipㅤㅤ( 898 )ㅤ catalogue
the faint glow of the television screen illuminated the darkened room, casting shifting shades of blue and green across the walls. you were curled up on the couch, controller gripped tightly in your hands, eyes locked on the screen as the timer ticked down. the hum of the console filled the air, a low backdrop to the rapid clicking of buttons and muffled curses from the boy sitting beside you.
“bullshit!” riki groaned, leaning forward with an intensity that made you bite back a laugh. his dark eyes narrowed at the screen, brows furrowed in concentration, the faintest pout tugging at his lips. he always got like this when you were ahead, and the sight never failed to amuse you.
“language,” you teased, your tone light and playful.
“shut up,” he shot back, though there was no real bite to his words. the corner of his mouth twitched upward, betraying the grin he was fighting to suppress.
you glanced at him briefly, only to find him glaring at you through the strands of his dark, messy hair. his hoodie hung loosely on his frame, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows as he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. there was a slight crease between his brows, a telltale sign of his frustration, and you couldn’t help but smirk.
“face it, riki,” you said, your fingers moving skillfully across the controller. “you’re losing.”
“not for long,” he muttered, shifting his weight as his fingers flew over his own controller. “you just got lucky last round.”
“lucky?” you raised an eyebrow, laughing softly. “sure, let’s call it that.”
the timer hit zero, and the screen flashed with bright colors, your character celebrating their victory while his slumped in defeat. a triumphant sound effect rang out, and you couldn’t resist the urge to throw your hands in the air.
“winner!” you declared, grinning as you turned to face him.
riki groaned again, tossing his controller onto the cushion beside him. “this game is rigged. there’s no way you’re that good.”
“or maybe you’re just bad,” you teased, leaning closer to him.
his head snapped toward you, eyes narrowing. “you wanna say that again?”
you giggled, pressing your lips together to stifle the sound as he shifted closer, his expression playfully threatening.
“fine, fine,” you said, holding up your hands in mock surrender. “you’re not bad. just... less good than me.”
“you’re such a brat,” he muttered, though the way his lips curved into a small smile betrayed him.
you leaned back against the couch, crossing your arms as you tilted your head at him. “admit it, riki. i’m the best.”
he rolled his eyes, but there was a softness in his gaze as he looked at you. “you’re insufferable.”
“and you love me for it,” you said with a grin, leaning forward to poke his cheek.
he caught your wrist before you could pull away, his long fingers wrapping gently around it. for a moment, his eyes met yours, and the teasing glint in his gaze softened into something warmer, more tender.
“yeah,” he said quietly, his voice lower now, “i do.”
your heart skipped a beat, the sudden shift in his tone catching you off guard. but before you could respond, he tugged you toward him, pulling you into his lap with a smooth motion that left you breathless.
“hey—” you started, but your words were cut off as his arms wrapped around you, holding you close.
“winner gets cuddles, right?” he murmured, resting his chin on your shoulder.
you couldn’t help but smile, the warmth of his embrace melting away any lingering thoughts of the game. “i thought you said the game was rigged.”
“it is,” he said, his voice muffled against your skin. “but i still get what i want.”
his lips brushed against your temple, a featherlight kiss that sent a shiver down your spine. you turned your head slightly, your gaze meeting his, and the way he looked at you made your chest tighten.
“riki,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.
he didn’t respond, not with words, at least. instead, he tilted his head, closing the small distance between you. his lips met yours in a kiss that was soft and unhurried, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as if you were something delicate, something to be cherished.
when he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours, his eyes half-lidded and full of a warmth that made your heart ache in the best way.
“you’re so annoying,” he murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“and you’re a sore loser,” you shot back, though your voice lacked the usual bite.
he laughed, the sound low and soft as it rumbled through his chest. “maybe. but at least i’m your sore loser.”
you rolled your eyes, but the smile on your face was impossible to hide. “yeah, yeah. now let me enjoy my victory cuddles.”
with a content sigh, you settled against him, the two of you falling into a comfortable silence. the glow of the television bathed the room in soft light, and for a moment, everything else faded away. it was just you, riki, and the quiet rhythm of your hearts beating in sync.
and as his arms tightened around you, holding you just a little closer, you couldn’t help but think that winning had never felt this good.
VIDEOGAMESㅤ⟡ㅤNRK
- precis : playing video games with your boyfriend was something you liked to do, especially if it ends with you winning and getting cuddles for rewards.
니키ㅤ୨୧ㅤ𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤboyfriend!riki, just pure fluffㅤ/ㅤcussing, kissing, skinshipㅤㅤ( 898 )ㅤ catalogue
the faint glow of the television screen illuminated the darkened room, casting shifting shades of blue and green across the walls. you were curled up on the couch, controller gripped tightly in your hands, eyes locked on the screen as the timer ticked down. the hum of the console filled the air, a low backdrop to the rapid clicking of buttons and muffled curses from the boy sitting beside you.
“bullshit!” riki groaned, leaning forward with an intensity that made you bite back a laugh. his dark eyes narrowed at the screen, brows furrowed in concentration, the faintest pout tugging at his lips. he always got like this when you were ahead, and the sight never failed to amuse you.
“language,” you teased, your tone light and playful.
“shut up,” he shot back, though there was no real bite to his words. the corner of his mouth twitched upward, betraying the grin he was fighting to suppress.
you glanced at him briefly, only to find him glaring at you through the strands of his dark, messy hair. his hoodie hung loosely on his frame, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows as he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. there was a slight crease between his brows, a telltale sign of his frustration, and you couldn’t help but smirk.
“face it, riki,” you said, your fingers moving skillfully across the controller. “you’re losing.”
“not for long,” he muttered, shifting his weight as his fingers flew over his own controller. “you just got lucky last round.”
“lucky?” you raised an eyebrow, laughing softly. “sure, let’s call it that.”
the timer hit zero, and the screen flashed with bright colors, your character celebrating their victory while his slumped in defeat. a triumphant sound effect rang out, and you couldn’t resist the urge to throw your hands in the air.
“winner!” you declared, grinning as you turned to face him.
riki groaned again, tossing his controller onto the cushion beside him. “this game is rigged. there’s no way you’re that good.”
“or maybe you’re just bad,” you teased, leaning closer to him.
his head snapped toward you, eyes narrowing. “you wanna say that again?”
you giggled, pressing your lips together to stifle the sound as he shifted closer, his expression playfully threatening.
“fine, fine,” you said, holding up your hands in mock surrender. “you’re not bad. just… less good than me.”
“you’re such a brat,” he muttered, though the way his lips curved into a small smile betrayed him.
you leaned back against the couch, crossing your arms as you tilted your head at him. “admit it, riki. i’m the best.”
he rolled his eyes, but there was a softness in his gaze as he looked at you. “you’re insufferable.”
“and you love me for it,” you said with a grin, leaning forward to poke his cheek.
he caught your wrist before you could pull away, his long fingers wrapping gently around it. for a moment, his eyes met yours, and the teasing glint in his gaze softened into something warmer, more tender.
“yeah,” he said quietly, his voice lower now, “i do.”
your heart skipped a beat, the sudden shift in his tone catching you off guard. but before you could respond, he tugged you toward him, pulling you into his lap with a smooth motion that left you breathless.
“hey—” you started, but your words were cut off as his arms wrapped around you, holding you close.
“winner gets cuddles, right?” he murmured, resting his chin on your shoulder.
you couldn’t help but smile, the warmth of his embrace melting away any lingering thoughts of the game. “i thought you said the game was rigged.”
“it is,” he said, his voice muffled against your skin. “but i still get what i want.”
his lips brushed against your temple, a featherlight kiss that sent a shiver down your spine. you turned your head slightly, your gaze meeting his, and the way he looked at you made your chest tighten.
“riki,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.
he didn’t respond, not with words, at least. instead, he tilted his head, closing the small distance between you. his lips met yours in a kiss that was soft and unhurried, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as if you were something delicate, something to be cherished.
when he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours, his eyes half-lidded and full of a warmth that made your heart ache in the best way.
“you’re so annoying,” he murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“and you’re a sore loser,” you shot back, though your voice lacked the usual bite.
he laughed, the sound low and soft as it rumbled through his chest. “maybe. but at least i’m your sore loser.”
you rolled your eyes, but the smile on your face was impossible to hide. “yeah, yeah. now let me enjoy my victory cuddles.”
with a content sigh, you settled against him, the two of you falling into a comfortable silence. the glow of the television bathed the room in soft light, and for a moment, everything else faded away. it was just you, riki, and the quiet rhythm of your hearts beating in sync.
and as his arms tightened around you, holding you just a little closer, you couldn’t help but think that winning had never felt this good.
SHOW ME HOWㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤNISHIMURA RIKI
- 00 how do i impress a boy??
contains. profanity, dani and haneul do NOT fw with guwnook, bribery (for good purposes tho..), ft. gyuvin (zb1)
mlist ⟡ next
- zehra’s notesㅤ꣑ৎㅤi don’t think my humor is good btw, like i think this actually sucks… 😔 anyway, first chap is out!! we cheered yayy!!
SYNOPSIS. your crush, gunwook, happens to be an amazing skateboarder. you really want to impress him with your skateboarding skills, but there’s just one problem — you don’t know how to skateboard, like, at all. so why not ask the stranger you met at the skating park? ✶ OR IN WHICH nishimura riki shows you how to skateboard, in return that you show him how to love.
GLASSESㅤ⟡ㅤSJY
- precis : when he steals your glasses because they look better on him.
신재윤ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! jake x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤfluffㅤ/ㅤkissing, slight make out scene?ㅤㅤ( 660 )ㅤ CATALOGUE
it starts with a laugh—jake’s laugh. the one that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners, his nose scrunching up adorably before it gives way to his wide, toothy grin. it’s the kind of laugh that fills the room and makes everything else fade into the background, like the world itself has paused to listen.
“you’re kidding me, right?” he says, his voice dripping with amusement. jake is standing in front of you, holding your glasses between his fingers, turning them over like he’s studying some sort of relic.
you cross your arms, tilting your head in mock annoyance. “no, jake. i’m not kidding. give them back.”
he raises an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “come on, babe. you don’t even need these all the time. what’s the harm in letting me try them on for a second?”
you narrow your eyes at him, but there’s no real venom behind it. he knows you too well, knows that your resolve is paper-thin when it comes to him. “you’re going to stretch them out. and you have perfect vision, so it’s pointless.”
jake grins, stepping closer. “perfect vision and perfect looks,” he quips, earning a playful shove to his shoulder.
“ha, ha. very funny,” you deadpan.
but before you can argue further, he slips the glasses on.
it’s unfair, really.
you’re prepared to roll your eyes, maybe make a sarcastic comment, but the moment you see him wearing your glasses, the words die on your tongue. because he looks... hot.
GLASSESㅤ⟡ㅤSJY
- precis : when he steals your glasses because they look better on him.
신재윤ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! jake x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤfluffㅤ/ㅤkissing, slight make out scene?ㅤㅤ( 660 )ㅤ CATALOGUE
it starts with a laugh—jake’s laugh. the one that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners, his nose scrunching up adorably before it gives way to his wide, toothy grin. it’s the kind of laugh that fills the room and makes everything else fade into the background, like the world itself has paused to listen.
“you’re kidding me, right?” he says, his voice dripping with amusement. jake is standing in front of you, holding your glasses between his fingers, turning them over like he’s studying some sort of relic.
you cross your arms, tilting your head in mock annoyance. “no, jake. i’m not kidding. give them back.”
he raises an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “come on, babe. you don’t even need these all the time. what’s the harm in letting me try them on for a second?”
you narrow your eyes at him, but there’s no real venom behind it. he knows you too well, knows that your resolve is paper-thin when it comes to him. “you’re going to stretch them out. and you have perfect vision, so it’s pointless.”
jake grins, stepping closer. “perfect vision and perfect looks,” he quips, earning a playful shove to his shoulder.
“ha, ha. very funny,” you deadpan.
but before you can argue further, he slips the glasses on.
it’s unfair, really.
you’re prepared to roll your eyes, maybe make a sarcastic comment, but the moment you see him wearing your glasses, the words die on your tongue. because he looks… hot.
⟡ㅤㅤRICH CEOㅤ┈─ㅤPJS
ㅤㅤㅤ ( ✦ )ㅤㅤthe look of love , the rush of blood
- precis : rich ceo + boyfriend ! jay headcannons.
박정성ㅤ୨୧ㅤrich ceo ! jay x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤoffice auㅤ/ㅤkissing, small making out sceneㅤㅤ( 1187 )
- rich ceo ! jay who walks into the office every morning with an aura so commanding it’s impossible not to notice him. his tailored suits are sharp, and his wristwatch probably costs more than your annual salary. yet, there’s something about his subtle smirks and occasional soft glances that makes him feel human—almost approachable.
- rich ceo ! jay who first notices you during a quarterly meeting where you presented a report with quiet confidence. while others were fixated on the data, he found himself focused on the way you spoke, your poise, and how you handled questions with ease.
- rich ceo ! jay who goes out of his way to request you for additional projects, subtly pulling you closer into his professional orbit. at first, you think it’s because you’re a hard worker, but his lingering gazes and occasional compliments give him away.
- rich ceo ! jay who promotes you to his secretary under the guise of needing someone "competent" in his corner, but in reality, he wants you near him. he thrives on seeing you daily, finding excuses to call you into his office just to hear your voice or catch a glimpse of your smile.
- rich ceo ! jay who starts showing his softer side once you work closely with him. he offers you coffee during late nights at the office and remembers the exact way you like it. his teasing remarks about your "overly neat desk" turn into genuine appreciation for your meticulousness.
- rich ceo ! jay who surprises you one evening after a stressful day by handing you a small, perfectly wrapped gift—a designer pen. “for someone as hardworking as you,” he says with a boyish grin, and your heart stutters at how genuine he looks.
- rich ceo ! jay who becomes more protective of you as your relationship grows. he subtly shields you from office gossip and keeps his tone neutral in front of others but softens the moment the two of you are alone.
RICH CEOㅤ⟡ㅤPJS
ㅤㅤㅤ ( ✦ )ㅤㅤthe look of love , the rush of blood
- precis : rich ceo + boyfriend ! jay headcannons.
박정성ㅤ୨୧ㅤrich ceo ! jay x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤoffice auㅤ/ㅤkissing, small making out sceneㅤㅤ( 1187 )
- rich ceo ! jay who walks into the office every morning with an aura so commanding it’s impossible not to notice him. his tailored suits are sharp, and his wristwatch probably costs more than your annual salary. yet, there’s something about his subtle smirks and occasional soft glances that makes him feel human—almost approachable.
- rich ceo ! jay who first notices you during a quarterly meeting where you presented a report with quiet confidence. while others were fixated on the data, he found himself focused on the way you spoke, your poise, and how you handled questions with ease.
- rich ceo ! jay who goes out of his way to request you for additional projects, subtly pulling you closer into his professional orbit. at first, you think it’s because you’re a hard worker, but his lingering gazes and occasional compliments give him away.
- rich ceo ! jay who promotes you to his secretary under the guise of needing someone “competent” in his corner, but in reality, he wants you near him. he thrives on seeing you daily, finding excuses to call you into his office just to hear your voice or catch a glimpse of your smile.
- rich ceo ! jay who starts showing his softer side once you work closely with him. he offers you coffee during late nights at the office and remembers the exact way you like it. his teasing remarks about your “overly neat desk” turn into genuine appreciation for your meticulousness.
- rich ceo ! jay who surprises you one evening after a stressful day by handing you a small, perfectly wrapped gift—a designer pen. “for someone as hardworking as you,” he says with a boyish grin, and your heart stutters at how genuine he looks.
- rich ceo ! jay who becomes more protective of you as your relationship grows. he subtly shields you from office gossip and keeps his tone neutral in front of others but softens the moment the two of you are alone.
- rich ceo ! jay who never fails to make you blush with his low whispers during meetings. “you look stunning today,” he murmurs while leaning over to review a document, and the proximity sends shivers down your spine.
- rich ceo ! jay who corners you one evening after hours, the office eerily quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside. you’re standing by his desk, trying to explain a report, but his gaze is fixed on your lips, not the papers.
⟡ㅤㅤMISS YOUㅤ┈─ㅤ엔하이픈
- precis : texts with boyfriend and idol ! enha while they're on tour.
엔하이픈ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! enhypen maknae line x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤest relationship, idol au, fluff, smauㅤ/ㅤ( 0 )ㅤ CATALOGUEㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦ hyung line ver.
⟡ㅤㅤMISS YOUㅤ┈─ㅤ엔하이픈
- precis : texts with boyfriend and idol ! enha while they’re on tour.
엔하이픈ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! enhypen maknae line x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤest relationship, idol au, fluff, smauㅤ/ㅤ( 0 )ㅤ CATALOGUEㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦ hyung line ver.