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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ PROTECTIVE/JEALOUS WISHIES 🧸ྀི - wc 1075 (in total)
[ extras ] kinda creepy man in yushi's. some members' parts r longer, some shorter. sorry!
ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! i hope u enjoy this! sorry u had to wait for so long :(
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┆彡 SION [ 시온 ]
go get them shy boy!
when he’s jealous, he won’t say much: just observe and sulk
protective, though, he’s not afraid to step in!!! will simply tell them to go away, sometimes even grab your hand <3
you were chatting with a cashier, the coffee you ordered slowly becoming cold. you’ve been trying to go back to sion for the past ten minutes but the guy just kept talking.
out of a sudden, you felt a hand sneaking down and connecting with yours. you saw sion and smiled at him.
“i believe there’s a queue to be taken care of” he muttered and glared at the cashier. he just huffed something incoherent and left.
“sorry. i just didn’t have the opportunity to leave” you sighed and sion squeezed your hand with reassurance.
“don’t worry. the coffee better be good or i’ll beat him up” your boyfriend scoffed. you just giggled, knowing too well he wouldn’t even be able to hurt a fly.
┆彡 RIKU [ 前田 陸 ]
truly black cat behavior
he will keep his eyes on you and step in if he senses he’s needed
but when he’s jealous, he will definitely walk up and grab your waist with a small smirk (and if they don’t get the signal, he’ll even sneak a kiss or two)
“yeah but i’m not alone here” you said, for like tenth time this night. yet, the weirdo kept on trying to get your number.
“vouch”
before you saw riku, you felt his warm hand on your hip. he slid it to the back pocket of your jeans.
“everything okay? the line to the bathroom was crazy” riku asked, starting down at the guy coldly.
“yes, i was just, uh, going” the man said. your boyfriend pressed a kiss onto your cheek and watched the stranger leave.
“and you? are you okay?” he asked. you grinned, nodding. now that he was here, you were.
┆彡 YUSHI [ 得能勇志 ]
shy observer v2
he trusts you. sometimes he’ll get pouty afterwards (no worries, kisses fix him!)
and if there’s a situation when he has to intervene, he will. calmly… intimidatingly so.
you were simply grocery shopping, you and yushi split up to make it quicker. but you’ve been stuck at the vegetable section for fifteen minutes now. you met an old friend but he seemed to be more interested if you’re single. and you kept saying you’re not.
“i really need to go. my boyfriend and i are in a hurry–“ you said.
“i don’t see him” he shrugged. just when you wanted to leave, the man grabbed your wrist.
“sir, she’s clearly uncomfortable” yushi’s voice sounded from behind you and you let out a sigh of relief.
“and you are…?” your old friend asked.
“yushi. y/n’s boyfriend. now please let her go or i’ll have to call the security” yushi said with a straight face, dead serious. the guy gave up and left quickly. you grabbed yushi’s hand and he just placed a soft kiss on your head “sorry it took so long”
┆彡 JAEHEE [ 재희 ]
in both cases he will walk up to you and the person
hand on your arm, joining the conversation and making it very clear by his cold gaze that he’s not liking the way you’re being talked to
might get shy if you tease him about it later tho >:P
you could feel jaehee’s gaze burning holes through you. the waiter at the check out clearly didn’t, though. and didn’t mind the line forming behind you, apparently.
“extra sugar in your coffee? because you’re so sweet, hm?” he winked.
“well, that one is for my boyfriend–“ you started and were startled by jaehee’s hand suddenly on your arm.
“why is it taking so long? did the card decline?” he asked coldly, staring at the worker. his jaw was clenched, clearly not in the mood. he just wanted to share a coffee with his partner.
“no, sir. just the receipt, here you go”
┆彡 RYO [ 廣瀬遼 ]
depends in which mood he’s in 😭
bc ryo can either act all silly and just … walk up and tell a fun fact abt you (“she snores so loudly in her sleep… yeah… it’s awful if you ask me”)
OR he can full on just tell them to go away
you were flattered that someone tried to flirt with you but you really had enough. you just wanted to buy a perfume for your aunt and not…
“now this floral scent would perfectly match a lovely lady like you–“ the employee furrowed their brows when they saw ryo.
“this lovely lady is a very messy eater, by the way. like, the chaos after dinner… all the food somehow ends up everywhere but the plate” ryo said, not looking away from a perfume he was testing “not the mention her face. always gotta clean it up. like a baby.”
“ryo, what are you…” you frowned, confused.
“yeah. anyway, this smells like something that an old lady would wear. so perfect” ryo pointed and smiled “she mentioned it that it’s not for her”
the employee’s face turned red - not sure if it was because of ryo’s bluntness or the fact that he failed to get your number.
┆彡 SAKUYA [ 藤永咲哉 ]
this lil motherfucker (lovingly)
you’re not gonna hear the end of it if he’s jealous 😭 but he somehow manages to make it your fault ?!
and when he gets protective, he’s ready to throw hands (usually you have to stop him. other times the other guy gets confused by the combination of saku’s cute face and aggressive tendencies)
sakuya has been watching the way the employee at the stationary store kept flirting with you shamelessly. and he didn’t like it.
he stepped in, carrying a bunch of pens.
“do you work here? can you help me instead of flirting with my pretty partner? we were just going to draw something for each other but you…” sakuya started nonchalantly and your eyes widened.
“actually, he just helped me pick the best markers” you said and sakuya shrugged.
“i have markers at home, the one you bought for me. you know, we’ve been dating for like half a year and y/n is a very lovely partner. for example…” sakuya started babbling, flustering the employee.
“there’s um, self check out. if you’re in a hurry” they said and walked away, approaching another customer. sakuya just send you a devilish grin.
⌗ ꒰ 𝒽irose 𝓇yo x f!reader ꒱ ❤︎ 0.4k, tooth rotting fluff, est. relationship, physical touch, reader calls ryo meanie
⌗ ryo’s cheeks were your favourite facial feature of him, so when they suddenly disappeared, you couldn’t help but act a little dramatic over your loss ࿔*:･ﾟ
메시지: based off my reaction when i saw that his cheeks were literally gone… mochi ryo please come back (ㅠ﹏ㅠ)
you were lazily sprawled out on the sofa with ryo resting his head on your chest, arm wrapped around you like a panda hugging bamboo, busy staring at his screen as he watched silly tiktoks. you too were on your phone, holding it in one hand and your boyfriend’s face in the other. however, you couldn’t help but notice how it seemed harder to pinch ryo’s skin, having to grab a little more than usual. you put your phone down on the space beside you – probably slipping in between the cushions now – and took a closer look at him.
the moment you glanced at his face, you noticed what was wrong. his cheeks were practically gone. when you first started dating ryo, he had soft, full cheeks that were impossible to not squish. it was your favourite thing about him. however, the plush on his face that you adored so much was now missing.
more under the cut!
“what happened?” you grab his face using both of your hands, caressing a thumb against where his cheeks used to be. “they’re… gone.” your jaw unhinged from your face as you seized whatever was left of his baby fat.
he looked up from his phone, a perplexed expression playing on his face. “hm? what is?” his eyebrows knitted closer together as you grasped at his face, not uttering a single word.
“your cheeks, ryo.” your hands dropped from his face, a sense of defeat washing over you. “how am i supposed to kiss your cheeks now?”
“you’re so dramatic, baby.” he chuckles, directing his focus back to his phone. “you can still kiss me. it’s not like i’m gone.” but to you, ryo without his cheeks was no longer ryo.
a loud sigh fell from your mouth, your hand reverting back to your boyfriend’s hair, carding through his brown locks. “can you please bring your cheeks back?” you whined, poking at the lack of fat on his face.
“i can’t just bring it back, babe.” he laughed at how dramatic you were acting over this small matter. “and can you stop… doing that…” he snatched your hand away from his face, holding it tightly in his. “it hurts.”
“maybe you should think before getting rid of your cheeks, you meanie.”
⋆˚꩜｡ wishies and your privileges as their partner (part 2) !
pairing. nct wish maknae line x reader
tags. established relationships, cutesy fluff for you all, gn!reader, that's it!
wc. 0.3k to 0.4k words each
notes. i may have gotten a little carried away for ryo... erm... more is more right guys 😁😁 hyung line ver can be found here!
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jaehee ˎˊ˗ bringing things for you !
early on in your relationship, you found out that jaehee was rather scatterbrained with his own belongings—he forgets chargers during trips, misplaces his wallet, and once left the house without socks (you still don’t know how that happened).
and yet, crazily enough, your things are always accounted for.
he carries items you might need before you even realize you’ll need them: extra hair ties, lip balm, band-aids, snacks you like “just in case you get hungry.”
will even quietly transfer your items from one bag to another if he thinks you’ll forget them.
never ever makes a big deal out of it because to him, it’s just common sense.
he feels a deep sense of fulfillment knowing he can take care of you in small, tangible ways.
the moment two bowls of piping hot ramen hit your table, jaehee lights up as if he’d been given the best present ever. “bub. bub, look!” he calls out excitedly, “the ramen is here!”
“you must be starving, huh?”
“yeah they practically worked us to the bone earlier during practice.”
“then go eat up, hee.” you coo at him softly before setting your sights on your own bowl.
you’re just about to take a bite when a strand of hair slips loose, sticking annoyingly to your cheek. you try to tuck it back, but it falls again, making you huff softly.
“wait- hold on!” he says quickly, tugging up his sleeve. a pink hair tie sits around his wrist like it’s been there forever. he fumbles with it for a second, then offers it to you with the largest grin on his lips.
you blink. “what- where did you even get that?”
“unimportant.” he replies almost instantly, waving off your concern, yet, when you just stare at him, still processing, he takes it upon himself to stand, gently gathering your hair and tying it up into a slightly messy ponytail.
a satisfied hum leaves him when he’s finished. “there, all done. now go eat, love.”
“seriously…” you trail, feeling a tinge of heat start to creep up your cheeks. “since when do you carry stuff like this?”
he shrugs, like it’s obvious. “i just do?”
“that’s not a proper answ—”
“hey,” he cuts in brightly, sliding back into his seat, “the food’s getting cold. let’s eaaaat.”
ryo ˎˊ˗ being babied !
ryo insists he doesn’t like being babied, playfully rolling his eyes or pulling a mildly disgusted face when people coo at him, hand swatting them all away with a pout.
a part of him wants to be seen as someone more mature, and this isn’t really helping his case, but he doesn’t mind it at all when it comes to you (much to the dismay of his hyungs).
never actually admits he likes it out loud, but there really isnt a need for him to when his face tells everything.
he’s all smiley with you, not resisting even a little bit of your affection—nope, he eats it all up.
it doesn’t matter if you pinch his cheeks a little too hard they start tingling, fuss over every little thing he does, or even help him with his hair.
to you, he’s just your little angel who could do no wrong.
it’s quiet in the dorms, the kind of lazy downtime that only happens when schedules finally ease up. ryo is sprawled across the couch, half on his phone, half staring at nothing in particular. you’re sitting beside him, close enough that your knee bumps his.
without really thinking, your fingers drift into his hair. you start mindlessly playing with it—twirling soft strands, smoothing down the bits that stick up. ryo doesn’t even flinch. if anything, he sinks deeper into the cushions, eyes going a little heavier.
then, because you can’t help yourself, you reach over and squish his cheeks.
“my little angel,” you murmur with fondness in your tone, and ryo tries to make a sound of protest, but it’s weak, almost lazy. his lips puff out into a pout that doesn’t last long because he’s already smiling.
you squish again, a little harder, until he’s blinking at you like he’s enduring something tragic.
without warning, the door suddenly opens, and riku walks in, only to stop dead in his tracks. he stares at the two of you as if something felt wrong with the world–and to him, something was definitely wrong.
“…what,” he says slowly, like he’s witnessing something unnatural, “is this?”
ryo finally swats your hand away, but only gently, cheeks still tingling. he doesn’t look annoyed. not even close. you tilt your head, confused. “it’s always been like this?”
riku somehow looks personally offended. “he doesn’t let anyone do that in the dorms! he acts like we’re attacking him if we touch his hair!”
ryo rolls his eyes, pulling a faintly disgusted face. “because you guys are annoying.”
“now that’s just unfair treatment!”
ryo’s lips twitch. “well… life’s unfair.”
and you can’t help but laugh, because ryo still looks completely pleased, leaning back into your space like he belongs there while riku stands in place, frozen by the harsh truth of reality dropped on him.
sakuya ˎˊ˗ sharing his keychains !
you like matching little trinkets with your outfit, and often than not, you’d eye one or two keychains from saku’s collection hanging on his bag.
you don’t really say anything about it, but the keychain manages to clip itself on your bag before you leave the house.
a part of you is convinced it walked itself there, but you also know its simply the doing of your own boyfriend.
still, you’re shocked by how easily he lets you take his belongings anywhere because you see them as his prized possessions (well, they technically are).
though, unbeknownst to you, he likes the fact that a part of him is with you whenever you take one of his children along for the day.
you’re getting ready to meet up with a few friends when sakuya quietly slips into your room, perching at the edge of your bed like he always does when you ask for his opinion. he watches you carefully, taking in the way your shirt fits, how the fabric falls over your shoulders, the little details you’d never notice yourself. there’s a subtle furrow in his brow, like he’s solving a puzzle only he can see.
“okay,” you say, doing a small spin in front of the mirror. “honest opinion.”
he hums thoughtfully, eyes scanning every inch of you. “…wait,” he says finally.
“what?”
“something’s missing,” he mutters, tilting his head like he’s trying to pinpoint it. though, before you can ask more, he slips out of the room without another word, leaving you blinking at the doorway.
a minute later, he returns, small object in hand. the little ppang keychain from his bag, soft and slightly worn from all the times he’s brought it out with him.
he holds it out, pink dusting his cheeks, voice quiet: “i think… it’ll match your shirt.”
you blink. “saku… isn’t that one of your favorites?”
he shrugs, avoiding your eyes. “it’s fine. just… take it.”
you can’t help smiling, teasing: “since when do you let anyone borrow these?”
he pauses, and after a quiet beat, murmurs, “…only you.”
he steps closer, clipping it onto your bag with careful fingers, the movement deliberate, almost reverent. your eyes meet his briefly, and he looks away, faintly embarrassed, lips pressed together like he’s holding back words.
all the while, fashion wasn’t on his mind at all. instead, he was thinking about how, all day, a piece of him is coming with you—and everyone who sees it will know, unmistakably, that it belongs with you.
summary . . . little things they do in a relationship !
genre fluff , established relationship , headcanons , nct wish x reader cw kissing , teasing , some food mention , not proofread wc 887 request no note ugh i'm going crazy i love wishies so bad. these were just little thoughts that came to me while i was watching some behind videos and lord i love these boys so much :( put on tears are falling and trust my tears WILL start to fall net @kstrucknet @chrimatanet
OH SION ﾐ 오시온
needs hugs to recharge throughout the day. same with kisses. always begging you for affection even if you give him a lot, and will cling to you as well. he can just never get enough and will come up with excuses just to get an extra kiss out of you.
gets excited even for the little things like a surprise day off or an extra hour to spend with you. never lets you get bored and always has ideas of what to do together to make it a date. any time spent with your boyfriend is time well spent.
definitely has a picture of you as his phone background. on long work days or overseas schedules he misses you too much and likes to still see your face when video calling isn’t an option. likes the idea of matching couple rings or a necklace to have when you’re apart and gets a pair for you at some point.
MAEDA RIKU ﾐ 前田 陸
wears tank tops or t-shirts that look really good on him and then pretends he doesn’t know why you’re staring at him or all over him. he can’t feign ignorance for too long, though, because he always ends up giggling at how cute you are.
shares his food with you and always makes sure you eat well. would rather order something you like and share it than order something he’s personally craving, especially if you are slightly pickier with your food. he loves enjoying food together and seeing you satisfied.
has to hold your hand if you’re ever walking somewhere. more of a comfort than function. he knows he won’t lose you, but he likes the feeling of having your hand in his. will also reach out to hold your hand if you’re sitting next to each other. he likes the feeling of your soft skin.
TOKUNO YUSHI ﾐ 得能勇志
eye contact from across the room leads to mini staring contests that end in giggles and laughter. he’ll stare at you like a little cat until he gets your attention just to smile or wink to see you blush or roll your eyes.
appears out of nowhere sneaking behind you for hugs or planting kisses on your cheek or neck. you often hear him before you see him if he whispers his favourite nickname for you or a simple hey before his arms are wrapping around you.
lies on top of you whenever you’re sitting on the couch. loves when you play with his hair or kiss his forehead. but will also tease you by blocking any attempts to kiss his lips. until you push him onto the floor and then he’s coming back to you begging for a real kiss.
KIM DAEYOUNG ﾐ 김대영
always texts you throughout the day, sending memes or little updates. especially during practice when he’s surrounded by the other members’ antics. he sits on the side of the studio and finds his own peaceful quiet by messaging you.
loves taking couple photos and practically has to take a new one each day. whether an ootd photo in the mirror or a cute pose where you’re kissing his cheek, he loves his little collection of them to remember each day with you. prints them out as polaroids and puts his favourite one in his phone case.
will sing any song you like and sends you little covers through voice messages throughout the day. he’ll include raw takes too when he messes up the lyrics or forgets the melody and you might just love when his giggles interrupt the cover even more than a perfect take.
HIROSE RYO ﾐ 廣瀬遼
shares all his clothes with you and even accessories too. his hoodies are practically your sweaters, and his necklaces end up on you more often than he wears them. he thinks it’s super cute, but you do have to compete with sakuya sometimes for dibs on ryo’s sweaters.
teases you with his kisses by pulling away too fast or kissing just beside your lips. only does it to get a reaction out of you and will of course give you a proper kiss eventually, but he lives for your grumpy face.
is so patient with you and puts up with your cuteness aggression for him. perhaps he understands it because he feels the same urge to squish sakuya’s cheeks (and yours, too). doesn’t mind if his face is showered in kisses and he’s trapped in a tight hug for minutes. let’s you squeeze him like he’s your personal teddy bear.
FUJINAGA SAKUYA ﾐ 藤永咲哉
the king of matching everything with you: shirts, nails, shoes, even hair ties. he always lets you play with his hair or put it up before he has dance practice. and if his nails aren’t matching with yours, he’s doing something wrong.
he’s your best friend truly before being your boyfriend, and all the inside jokes you made as friends still make you giggle when they’re brought up. sakuya loves to recreate them whenever he can to make you giggle uncontrollably.
is still super shy with you at times, even though you’ve been dating for a while. if you kiss him by surprise his cheeks will tint pink and he might even stutter over his words. he’s used to being teased by the members for being the youngest and lovesick, and he may never grow out of his shyness towards you.
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telling the wishies you cheated on them.. in your dreams !
WARNINGS : kys/kms jokes, reader is Kinda gn but there’s mention of other women so take that how you please, corny af cuz baby im on the cob!! slightly suggestive, use of whore, bitch, slut (but its just towards sion so its lowk chill), typos.. sorry..
a/n : baby’s first smau !! i hope everybuggy likes it and if you hate it.. dont.. please..
LOVE BETWEEN ────── different ways they show their love bf!nctwish x reader wc 840. fluff , established relationship from soawis , first post.. world be kind to me
sion has a folder dedicated to you. the folder had started way before you two officially got together. he supposes the signs were always there now that he thinks of it. what started as a small collection of pictures he took of you during hang-outs fully turned into an ongoing gallery folder, all filled with various pictures he’d taken without your knowledge. pictures where he thought you looked quite funny, but still beautiful as always. pictures where you were concentrating on something, fully emerged in your own world to notice him sneakily snapping shots. pictures of you in deep slumber, your relaxed nature being something he couldn’t stop admiring. or his favourite: pictures of you smiling, especially when it was because of him. he finds himself scrolling through the folder once a week, analysing every detail of yours hoping it will burn into his mind. maybe he’ll tell you about this folder one day, or maybe he’ll keep it as his precious secret.
riku praises everything you do. it was silly at first. the way he’d compliment the littlest things you did such as finishing your homework. now months later, it felt almost natural to get praised for your every movement. “you did well baby.” he’d coo as you both looked at the final results of your joined baking attempt—a slightly overburned piece of cake. you’d roll your eyes at him, but still feel a slight flutter at his assurance. or when you two would play games together and you finally manage to win over him. a string of continues praises about how you did amazing and how you’re the best would follow. you never really took his words serious, he was most likely just blinded by his love for you to not speak positively about you. but some nights, you find yourself rereading previous messages, specifically one in which he praised you for working hard that day and how ‘you deserve a sleep that’s as beautiful as you.’ and once again, you feel that slight flutter in your stomach.
yushi lets you use his belongings. yushi who hates sharing his possessions would be the first one to offer you his own, no sign of reluctance present. if you liked none of the clothing in your wardrobe, he’d pick a particular shirt he thinks would look good on you and hand it to you without a word. if you ran out of your perfume, he’d let you choose out of his own collection before spraying it on you, simultaneously withholding a proud grin at the thought of you going around smelling like him. hell, he’d even let you eat from his plate if you really wanted to. he’d go as far as blowing the heat away before bringing his fork up to your mouth and feeding you—which was something big as it was no secret that yushi didn’t like sharing his food with others. the subtle signs of care would reassure you that yushi loved and cared for you, even if he doesn’t voice it.
jaehee talks about you to others. you never knew about it until you had ran into one of his friends. “congrats on passing your exams by the way.” the simple message almost freaked you out in that moment as you were certain you had never told him about your exams. it wasn’t until said friend took notice of your obvious confusion that you came to find out jaehee really likes to speak about you to those around him. it could be trivial stuff that no one really cared about such as the picture of your breakfast that you sent him that morning, or even unrelated anecdotes about you that would come to him on a whim. he would speak highly of you. mentioning your more impressive achievements with everyone around him, wanting to hear them praise you for the hard work he knew you put into everything you did. maybe you didn’t mind getting talked about after all, for jaehee’s words held nothing but admiration for you.
ryo won’t stop holding your hands. even prior to your relationship, you took notice of ryo’s love for holding your hands. whether it was because he was always plotting on you, or he simply liked holding hands, you never minded it. in fact, the feeling of his fingertips tingling over your skin for a moment before caging your hand in his never ceased to make you feel some type of way. the way his hands would fall into yours naturally as you’d walk side by side, or the process of his fingers lightly grazing yours under the table you were sat at was a constant reminder that despite not wording it often, ryo was not going anywhere you weren’t.
sakuya contacting you throughout his busy day. even though he’d be busy with schedules, sakuya would still find a way to dedicate the little time between his breaks to get in touch with you. whether it’d be texting you a few messages asking you what you were doing at the moment, or quick phone calls to let you know how far he’s gotten with recording the music video. you’d scold him a little each time, reminding him to focus on his job instead of calling you ( a piece of advice he’d persistently dismiss with the reasoning of ‘knowing that you wanted to call’— which was true, but you’d never admit. ) regardless, it never fails to make you smile knowing that even if separated from each other, sakuya never stops thinking about you.
ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ when her beloved kuromi plushie accidentally ends up in the boys' shower room, shy y/n has no choice but to sneak in and get it back but before she can escape, she's caught by the school's popular volleyball player, maeda riku, who mistakes her for someone trying to steal the boys' underwear. how can she prove she wasn't doing what riku thinks she was?
pairing volleyball player! riku x shy!fem reader
au/genre high school life, non idol riku, fluff
warnings cursing, bullying, anxiety, second hand embarrassment, babymonster asa as a bully (sorry), trauma.
wc 6.5k
a/n i inserted classic y/n here, my fav seasoning stuttering. y/n like me simping over yushi AND riku at the same time...i tried to be funny as i could.
another day at school, another day of suffering. you walked through the school gates with zero enthusiasm, your posture slouched and your eyes heavy with sleep. as soon as you reached your desk, you rested your head on it. even the thought of socializing drained you.
the classroom buzzed with noise that morning. students were running around, chatting loudly, and the constant chaos felt overwhelming.
finally, after two torturous hours of classes, it was lunchtime. you practically rushed out of the classroom and stood in line with your tray, curious to see what was being served. this had been your routine ever since you transferred to this high school a year ago.
you hadn't made a single friend. still, you couldn't deny it was better than your previous school. you never wanted to go through that kind of pain again.
at lunch, you sat alone with a few other students who kept to themselves. you didn't mind having little to no friends. at least no one paid attention to you.
when school ended, you headed to the locker room to change into your sneakers and put your slippers back in your bag before going home. you were bent over tying your shoelaces when someone brushed past you. you turned to check your bag and froze. your favorite kuromi keychain was gone.
your eyes darted around the room until you spotted it. it was hanging from the hem of yushi's pocket.
oh no.
you quickly finished tying your laces and followed behind him, slightly crouching so you wouldn't attract attention. the locker room was still crowded, giving you the perfect chance to take it back.
"excuse me... can you give me some space?" you mumbled quietly as you squeezed through the crowd. finally, you were within arm's reach.
your fingertips brushed against the keychain—
oh...no.
it slipped right into his pocket.
no, no!
you were so close.
all you could do was stand there blankly as yushi and his friends walked away. that keychain was a gift from your friend back in second grade. she was the very first friend you had ever made and now you'd lost it.
you let out a frustrated sigh and walked back to your bag.
the entire walk home, you anxiously bit your nails, trying to figure out how to get it back but there were only two possible outcomes.
way one:
you: "yushi-kun! you have my kuromi keychain. could i have it back, please?"
yushi: "huh? what? i don't have it..."
yushi's fangirls: "did you just accuse yushi-kun of stealing?!"
...and world war three would probably break out.
way two:
how were you even supposed to approach him? he was always surrounded by his friends—and girls, way too many people. besides, everyone would probably think you were confessing to him.
you gasped, snapping out of your thoughts, and shook your head. "no, no, no!"
you whined, stomping your feet as you desperately searched for another solution. then, a light bulb practically went off in your head.
the boys' shower room.
volleyball practice started today, and yushi was still wearing his formal uniform which meant...he'd definitely be washing it today.
you shook your head, muttering to yourself, "no! are you crazy?"
the bizarre idea was still flickering in your mind, refusing to disappear. you gulped as you hurried home, trying to push away the thoughts that had been running through your head.
after greeting your mom, you immediately rushed upstairs and threw yourself onto your bed. you laid there, kicking your legs up and down in frustration.
"what do i do...?" you whined to yourself, for practically hours, you paced around your room, practicing how you would ask yushi for your keychain back.
"yushi-kun, excuse me... i think you have my kuromi keychain?" no, too awkward.
"yushi-kun! give me back my keychain!" absolutely not.
your legs were already sore, and even your tongue hurt from repeating the same sentences over and over again.
it was already 9 pm. you still had time. the volleyball team was probably still practicing, and no one should be in the shower room yet. those thoughts had been circling your mind for hours.
"ah, kuromi-chan! i will save you! no matter what!" you squealed, standing up with a sudden burst of courage and bravery.
only for your dramatic moment to be immediately ruined.
"shut your trap!"
your brother's voice shouted from the room next door while he was busy playing his game. you jolted, turning toward the wall where the voice came from. "sorry...!" you mumbled, rubbing the back of your neck.
you quickly changed into your black hoodie and black sweatpants.
the perfect disguise, right?
you proudly walked downstairs and announced to your parents, "i'm going to the convenience store!" ...to cause some inconvenience. your mom simply hummed in approval, completely unaware of the secret mission you were about to begin.
and from that moment onward, operation: saving kuromi had officially started.
it all seemed much easier said than done when you reached the school gates. you hid behind the bushes, peeking out carefully.
two security guards stood near the entrance, casually chatting with each other. on the other side, the lights were still on, meaning another guard was probably stationed there too.
you sighed, your shoulders dropping suddenly, it felt like you had two heavy iron weights pressing down on your back, this was impossible. then you remembered.
the small gate.
some rebellious students had created a hidden entrance on the side of the school grounds. you had noticed it before while walking past, and luckily, it wasn't too far from where the guards were standing.
but first...you needed a distraction. you pulled your bag down and searched through it desperately, looking for anything that could help then you found it.
a bear keychain that played songs.
why did you even have that?
honestly, you didn't know but to gain something, you had to lose something "goodbye, little bear..." you whispered dramatically.
you threw it toward the far left, the second it hit the ground, the bear started playing a loud song. the guards immediately turned around. "who's there?!" you didn't waste a second, you ran.
your heart pounded as you rushed toward the hidden gate covered by bushes and somehow...you made it through.
yes! you mentally high-fived yourself. phase one complete now came the harder part, finding yushi's pants.
you quietly made your way through the dark hallway until you reached the shower room. you placed your hand on the doorknob and silently prayed, "please don't be locked..." you pushed it down, it opened. your eyes widened.
wow, maybe luck was actually on your side today. although that luck didn't last long.
the moment you opened the door—"eeugh..." a terrible smell immediately hit you. it smelled exactly like a boys' locker room. (yushi once said, "this room smells like men.")
you pinched your nose, trying not to let the smell distract you from your mission. "what's the point of calling it a shower room if it smells like this..." you whispered.
you walked toward the washing machines, staring at the seven different uniforms inside somewhere in there was yushi's and hopefully your keychain.
you crouched down and opened the washing machine door, carefully searching through the clothes. your fingers grabbed onto something, you pulled it out.
your face immediately twisted in disgust, underwear. you quickly threw it back inside. this was a sacrifice you had to make for kuromi. your hand searched again until you felt something thicker. you pulled it out, pants. you quickly reached into the pocket.
and there it was. your kuromi keychain. your eyes lit up. "yes..." you whispered, barely containing your excitement. you carefully checked the plushie, wiping away the extra water and making sure it wasn't damaged.
finally. your precious kuromi was back but then you realized something, your hand was still holding something else. something that definitely wasn't yours.
someone's underwear.
you were about to throw it back into the washing machine when—a gasp echoed behind you.
you froze.
slowly, you turned around and standing there was...
riku.
fresh out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, his eyes wide in complete shock because from his perspective...you were standing in the boys' shower room, holding a underwear especially his underwear and you didn't know how to explain what was happening.
you immediately raised your hands, dropping the underwear onto the floor "no, this isn't what it—" before you could finish, voices echoed from the hallway.
other volleyball players.
your eyes widened in panic. riku turned his head toward the noise, instantly realizing what was happening. without thinking, he grabbed your arm and pulled you behind the curtain where the players usually changed.
you froze, you were hidden away from everyone, barely making a sound as the footsteps grew closer. riku stood in front of you, covering your mouth to stop you from accidentally making any noise. your heart was beating so loudly you were sure he could hear it.
you avoided looking at him, too embarrassed by the entire situation. you could feel your face heating up as you stared down at the floor, wishing you could disappear.
one of his teammates called out, "did riku leave already?" yushi's voice followed. "he doesn't usually head out this early though." riku quickly answered, trying to sound normal.
"i'm changing."
he glanced back at you before calling out again. "it'll take some time!" a few seconds of silence passed then yushi spoke again. "why is your underwear on the floor though?" you immediately panicked.
your eyes widened as you looked at riku, silently begging him to come up with something, without hesitation, he replied, "i accidentally wore the wet ones. i'm changing. just wait for me outside."
"seriously?" yushi questioned.
"just go," riku answered.
you slowly tapped his arm, signaling that you needed to breathe. realizing it, riku quickly moved his hand away. the voices outside slowly became quieter as his teammates collected their uniforms and left the shower room.
finally...silence. the danger was gone but now came the part you were definitely not prepared for.
riku stepped away from you, giving you some space. you kept your head down, unable to look him in the eyes not only because you were embarrassed but because he was also half naked.
after a long silence, riku finally spoke, his voice was low, and there was a clear frown on his face "what the hell were you doing?" you swallowed nervously. you had no idea how you were supposed to explain this.
you looked up at him, panic written all over your face. "no, i didn't mean to—" your voice came out soft, almost like there was a lump stuck in your throat but riku immediately cut you off.
"didn't mean to take your underwear?" his tone was harsh and sharp. you quickly raised your hands, shaking your head. "no! that's not it, i—" you stopped yourself.
riku leaned slightly closer, raising an eyebrow "you...?" the words refused to come out. you just looked down, gripping your kuromi keychain tightly in your hand, wishing the ground would open up and swallow you whole.
this was it.
your life was over.
riku let out a sigh, a frown settling on his face "hey, what's your name? i need to know before i call the police—"
"no!" you immediately grabbed his hand in panic. "i didn't mean to! it's a misunderstanding..." you mumbled. riku looked at you with disbelief and slowly rolled his eyes "care to explain?" he pointed toward the underwear lying on the floor.
you froze. how were you supposed to explain this without making yourself sound even worse?
"i meant to... take..." you carefully chose your words.
"take yushi-kun's pants, not your underwear."
the second the words left your mouth: riku gasped dramatically like he had just discovered the biggest scandal of the century.
"ohhh..." his eyes widened "so you were after yushi?"
"no! no! that's not it! he—" before you could explain, riku covered his abdomen with his arms, looking genuinely horrified "who knows what you're gonna do to me next, you perv!" your eyes widened.
"perv?!" you pointed at yourself in disbelief "me?!" you couldn't believe what you were hearing. "i swear it's a misunderstanding!" but riku was already pushing you toward the exit "yeah, sure. explain that to someone else."
"wait—" before you could finish, he hurried you out of the shower room and closed the door behind you.
click. locked.
you stood there in complete silence, you just ruined your entire high school life. from now on, you would forever be known as the girl who got caught smelling underwear and the worst part?
the person who caught you was riku, maeda riku. the most popular, charismatic, and handsome volleyball player in school.
okay...maybe you had a tiny, tiny crush on him. which was why you were probably making him sound even more amazing in your head but that wasn't the point.
you were soooo done, completely done.
you clenched your fists, your kuromi keychain trapped between your fingers and without looking back you ran home.
the next day, you came to school completely mortified. you had reached a level of embarrassment that went beyond embarrassment itself. there was nothing you could do anymore. you just had to accept your fate and live with it shamelessly.
with your hood pulled over your head, you kept your gaze lowered the entire time, praying you wouldn't run into riku. surprisingly...everything was going smoothly.
you really shouldn't have said that.
it was the fourth period—the class right before lunch. the one where your energy was completely drained, and the only thing keeping you going was the promise of lunchtime.
the classroom door opened, and your homeroom teacher walked in. "class 3-2, today class 3-6 will be sharing our classroom because their teacher is absent." you didn't think much of it.
you simply looked up, watching as students from class 3-6 entered and filled the empty seats around the room then you saw them.
yushi, sion and riku.
oh no, you were so dead.
without wasting a second, you pulled your hood further over your head and immediately lowered your face onto your desk, please. just pretend you don't exist. after a few minutes passed, curiosity got the better of you.
slowly, you lifted your head, hoping they hadn't noticed you, only to freeze. riku was sitting right beside you and he was already looking at you.
not just looking, glaring.
his pencil was pressed against his notebook, digging into the paper as his cold gaze remained fixed on you.
you flinched, the second your eyes met his, you immediately looked away. "what the hell..." you mumbled quietly to yourself "why is he holding such a grudge against me...?"
a few minutes later, something lightly hit your desk, you looked down. a crumpled piece of paper. you slowly turned your head toward the person who threw it.
riku. he motioned for you to open it, hesitantly, you unfolded the paper. written in rushed handwriting were four simple words.
meet me at the rooftop.
panic immediately washed over your face, was he going to call everyone up there? was he going to expose you in front of the whole school? make fun of you? your mind spiraled into one worst-case scenario after another.
you were so busy overthinking that you didn't even notice the bell had already rung. students began leaving the classroom one by one.
riku walked past your desk, his bag slung over one shoulder, he narrowed his eyes at you. you jolted at his sudden presence. without saying a word, he continued walking out of the classroom.
and somehow...you still ended up at the rooftop. you stood there nervously, convinced you could be publicly humiliated at any second, with nothing else to do, you sat on one of the benches as the warm breeze brushed against your face.
then the sound of footsteps echoed from the stairwel, you slowly looked over it was riku. his bag hung casually over his shoulder as he walked toward you.
for a brief moment, your brain betrayed you. everything suddenly moved in slow motion. the sunlight seemed brighter sparkles surrounded him and you could practically hear background music playing in your head.
it looked exactly like the beginning of a confession scene except this wasn't a date, it was an interrogation.
you let out a quiet sigh, already dreading whatever was about to happen next.
riku walked over and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms; he tilted his head slightly, looking you up and down as if trying to figure you out.
you gulped, keeping your eyes fixed on the ground, the silence lingered until he finally broke it.
"why were you there last night?" his voice was calm but serious and honestly...you couldn't blame him. if you caught someone holding your underwear, you'd be mad too.
you nervously looked up at him, "uh... so... um..." nothing. the words just wouldn't come out "yesterday... i lost my keychain and..." your voice was so quiet it was barely audible.
riku frowned and leaned closer, "what?" his voice echoed across the nearly empty rooftop, you flinched "...keychain!" you blurted out a little louder.
wow, good job. a round of applause for saying exactly one word.
riku stared at you, completely confused "key... key what?" he blinked, "what keychain?" before you could answer—rrrrring.
the bell echoed throughout the school, your shoulders tensed. a bead of sweat rolled down the side of your face.
riku let out an annoyed groan "you're seriously starting to piss me off." he clicked his tongue, "i'll just tell yushi about—"
"i'll explain everything!" you interrupted, quickly raising both hands, "after school! i'll explain it all after school!" riku stared at you for a moment before letting out a quiet huff, he shoved both hands into his pockets "fine."
he turned to leave before muttering over his shoulder, "get out of my sight, perv."
ouch, that one actually hurt.
it was the last period of the day, which was usually a free period; most students spent the time chatting or wandering around, but you preferred sitting in the gymnasium, listening to music while watching everyone else.
you pulled out your wired earphones and plugged them in, when you looked up, you immediately spotted the volleyball team practicing.
ugh, you really didn't want to see riku again. deciding to mind your own business, you secretly pulled out your manga and tucked it inside your english textbook, making it look like you were studying.
you had gotten so absorbed in reading that—thud!
something slammed right into your head, you jolted, letting out a small yelp as the volleyball bounced away "ow..." you winced, rubbing the sore spot on your head.
before you could even process what happened, several footsteps rushed toward you. you looked up, yushi and a few other volleyball players were already standing in front of you, panic written all over their faces.
"are you okay?!" yushi hurried over and crouched down in front of you. "it's my fault. i hope i didn't hurt you."
wow, your imaginary romance background music immediately started playing and your eyes practically turned into little hearts.
you could almost hear the entire gym go, "oohhh..." you quickly cupped your warm cheeks, "i-it's fine..." you smiled awkwardly."it didn't hurt."
it absolutely did but... a little pretending wouldn't hurt either.
"sorry," yushi said again, he gently reached over and rubbed the spot where the volleyball had hit your head. your brain completely short-circuited; you immediately lowered your head, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes.
"i'm really okay..." you mumbled softly. the surrounding students watched the interaction with knowing smiles.
everyone...except one person, your gaze shifted across the court; riku. he was staring at the two of you, his fists were tightly clenched at his sides, his jaw tense, and his eyes narrowed with unmistakable irritation.
there was something in his expression that almost looked like...pure rage. even riku didn't understand why he was reacting this way, seeing yushi fuss over you...
for some reason it irritated him.
"hey!" riku suddenly called out from across the court. "she's fine." he rolled his eyes before adding, "she looks like she has a head made of iron anyway."
he signaled for yushi to toss him the ball, yushi gave you one last worried look. "are you sure you're okay?" you nodded, "i'm fine." only then did he return to practice.
you quietly huffed to yourself, rubbing the back of your head again "...what a jerk."
school was finally over, before heading home, you stopped by the nurse's office to get an ice pack. the spot where the volleyball had hit you was starting to ache a lot more than you wanted than before.
with the ice pack pressed against your head, you slowly made your way home. halfway there, you suddenly froze "...oh no." you had completely forgotten. you were supposed to explain everything to riku.
you let out a long groan since you were already halfway home...there was no way you wanted to walk all the way back.
"hey, panty stealer!" your entire body stiffened, panic immediately took over as you whipped your head around.
riku standing a few steps behind you with the most infuriating grin on his face, without thinking, you rushed over and clamped a hand over his mouth.
"hey!" you whispered frantically. "why would you say that?!" your eyes darted around, making sure no one had heard him; your heart was pounding.
riku simply chuckled, he gently grabbed the hand covering his mouth and pulled it away. "i thought you were running away again." you frowned, quickly pulling your hand back "i wasn't..." you mumbled, "...i just forgot."
he raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced–his expression practically screamed, well? i'm waiting.
you took a deep breath, "so... yesterday..." you struggled to meet his eyes. "my keychain got caught on yushi-kun's pocket." you nervously fidgeted with your sleeves. "i wanted to get it back... and the only way i could think of was getting it from the shower room."
you paused before quietly adding, "and... i didn't even know that was your underwear." riku stayed silent for a moment then he slowly nodded; a relieved sigh escaped his lips.
"...oh." he rubbed the back of his neck, "that wasn't exactly hard to explain, was it?" you awkwardly smiled. he let out a small chuckle, "i seriously thought you had a crush on yushi or something."
"...me?" you pointed to yourself, one of your hand nervously rubbing your neck as a small smile crept upon your face.."a crush on yushi-kun?"
the smile on riku's face instantly disappeared, his arms slowly fell to his sides. his bag slipped from his shoulder and landed on the pavement with a soft thud "...you do?"
your eyes widened, "no! i don't—" before you could finish—
"well, well... isn't that our beloved y/n?" your blood ran cold. you slowly turned around; a group of girls approached with mocking smiles plastered across their faces.
the voice...you recognized it immediately, goosebumps spread across your arms. standing in the middle was enami asa, the girl who had made your previous school years miserable.
one of the girls looked between you and riku before gasping dramatically, "oh my gosh! y/n-chan has a boyfriend?" she laughed, you immediately shook your head.
"no... it's not what you think..." asa stepped closer with a fake pout "how cute." she tilted her head. "but i don't think he's in your league." you instinctively took a step back, "asa... it's not like that..."
before she could say another word—"who the fuck are you?" riku's voice cut through the silence. it was cold and sharp, everyone froze even asa.
she scoffed, clearly offended, "...did you just yell at me?" riku stepped in front of you without hesitation. his broad frame completely blocked you from view "yeah."
he stared her down, "what're you gonna do about it?" the girls looked at each other, stunned. riku leaned in just enough for only asa to hear.
"get out of my sight..." his voice dropped lower, "...before i snap you in two." asa's eye twitched. she shot you one last glare before turning away. "let's go." she motioned for the others to follow.
within seconds, the group disappeared down the street, silence settled between you and riku. you stood there, completely frozen.
did maeda riku just defend you? your mouth hung open slightly.
"...you didn't have to do that," you mumbled, gently tugging on the sleeve of his shirt.
he turned to face you, "are you okay?" you nodded. you didn't trust yourself to speak because if you did...you might cry.
instead, you quietly turned around and ran home. riku watched your silhouette grow smaller and smaller until you disappeared around the corner, he let out a long sigh.
resting both hands behind his head, he continued walking in the opposite direction "...could've at least said thank you." he clicked his tongue "tch...
the next morning, you were walking toward the school gate, fixing your hair while holding a small mirror in your hand. suddenly, someone grabbed your arm, "hey! watch out." you gasped as your body was gently pulled back.
a tree stood right in front of you. if he hadn't stopped you, you would've walked straight into it. you turned around "...oh." it was riku.
"thank you..." you mumbled quietly, you couldn't help but feel confused. why was riku at school so early? he usually showed up just before the bell rang.
what you didn't know was that riku had woken up at four in the morning just to catch an earlier bus. he had checked his reflection in every mirror and window he passed, fixing his hair over and over again, all because he wanted to run into you before school started.
"let's walk together." he casually adjusted the strap of his bag. "yushi and the others aren't here yet." he leaned in slightly with a small smile, you blinked "...o-okay."
you nodded awkwardly before falling into step beside him. the walk to the school building was surprisingly quiet, neither of you really knew what to say.
by second period, it was self-study time, you were almost finished with your math worksheet when someone suddenly placed a carton of chocolate milk on your desk. you looked up in confusion.
it was one of your classmates, "uh... thank you?" she giggled and shook her head. "it wasn't me." she pointed toward the classroom door, you followed her finger there stood riku, leaning against the doorway.
the moment your eyes met, he gave you a small wave, his smile was so genuine that it reached his eyes.
what? you blinked, what was wrong with him? still confused, you awkwardly smiled back.
before you could ask anything, riku noticed a teacher approaching and hurried back to his own classroom "...that was weird." you stared down at the chocolate milk in your hands.
before you knew it, several classmates had gathered around your desk,
"no way..."
"are you and riku a thing?"
"riku's never done something like this before."
"seriously, what did you do to him?"
your face immediately warmed, "n-no..." you laughed nervously. "it's nothing like that..."
it was almost lunchtime, you were on your way back from the restroom when you spotted riku wandering aimlessly through the hallway.
probably skipping class again.
you hesitated for a second before walking over to him, "riku-kun!" he immediately turned at the sound of your voice.
the moment he saw you walking toward him with a small smile, everything else seemed to fade into the background. in his mind, fireworks exploded.
she... called me...
riku-kun? kun? ehhh?!
his heart nearly jumped out of his chest, somehow, he managed to keep a straight face well...mostly. the tips of his ears had already turned bright red.
"oh, hey!" he greeted you as casually as he could, pretending absolutely nothing had happened.
you looked up at him curiously, "why did you give me the chocolate milk?" riku immediately looked away, trying to suppress the smile threatening to spread across his face.
he scratched the back of his neck, desperately searching for an excuse, "uh..."
"i accidentally bought the chocolate one."
he nodded to himself as if the excuse made perfect sense, "i like the strawberry flavor, so... i just gave it to you." he shrugged "why?"
you nodded in understanding, "oh..nothing." there was a brief silence, "um... i'll head back to class now."
"okay." riku smiled and gave you a small wave, "see ya."
you returned the wave before walking back toward your classroom completely unaware that the second you disappeared around the corner...
riku buried his face in his hands, "...she called me 'riku-kun.' he muttered to himself, unable to stop smiling like an idiot.
over the next few days, riku was... suspiciously nice to you, it confused you. you didn't exactly mind it, but it felt strange.
his was riku. someone who barely had time for anything besides volleyball yet somehow, he always found time to talk to you before class, during breaks even just to say hi in the hallway.
it was finally friday, the last day of the week. you walked through the school hallways with a spring in you step, already looking forward to the weekend.
just as you turned the corner—someone suddenly slid right in front of you, "hey, y/n-chan." your eyes widened.
riku, he was already dressed in his volleyball uniform, a bandana keeping his hair back. he looked like he'd been running all over the school. small beads of sweat rested on his forehead as he caught his breath.
despite that...he still somehow managed to catch the attention of nearly every girl walking past.
you blinked.
did.. he just call you...y/n-chan?
not..."panty stealer" not..."perv." your heart skipped a beat.
"hi..." you managed to mumble, riku smiled "do you want to come watch me play?" he tilted his head "at lunchtime?" you stared at him "...me?" you pointed at yourself. he nodded immediately "yeah."
his smile only grew wider, "it'll be fun." he leaned in just enough for only you to hear, "...besides, i like it when you're there." your breath caught before your brain could even process what he'd just said—
"riku!" sion's voice echoed down the hallway, "we're gonna be late!"
"coming!"riku called back. he flashed you one last smile before jogging after sion, leaving you standing there. completely frozen. "...oh." was all you could manage to say.
you carefully scooted through the rows of seats in the gymnasium until you found an empty spot from there, you could clearly see the volleyball court; your eyes naturally landed on riku.
he looked... amazing, the confidence in the way he moved across the court, the effortless jumps, the loud calls to his teammates. he was so charming it almost hurt to watch.
while warming up, riku's eyes wandered around the gym, he was looking for someone then he spotted you his face immediately lit up. without thinking, he stopped what he was doing and excitedly waved both his hands at you.
caught off guard, you smiled awkwardly and gave him a small wave back, that alone was enough to make him grin even wider. soon, the match began.
throughout the entire game, one thought kept repeating in riku's head; she's here, she's watching me, for some reason, it pushed him to play even harder. every successful spike..every receive...every point. he wanted you to see all of it.
when the final whistle blew, riku's team had won; the gym erupted into cheers and applause. his teammates celebrated around him, laughing and high-fiving each other but riku wasn't paying attention.
his eyes immediately searched the crowd, looking for you but you were gone. his smile slowly faded. he was about to leave the court and go look for you when a crowd of fangirls surrounded him.
"riku-kun!"
"congratulations!"
they handed him drinks, snacks, little gifts, and notebooks for autographs although he smiled politely and signed them...his eyes continued searching the gym; hoping to catch one last glimpse of you.
a few minutes earlier...you had quietly slipped out of the gym. riku had looked completely exhausted after the match so you decided to buy him something.
you stood in front of the vending machine and pressed the button for a strawberry milk; with a soft clunk, it dropped into the tray below, you bent down, picked it up, and smiled to yourself.
holding the drink carefully, you walked back toward the gymnasium but the moment you reached the entrance, you stopped. riku was surrounded by girls.
they were handing him expensive snacks, sports drinks, gifts, and asking him to sign their notebooks; he was smiling as he thanked each of them. your gaze slowly dropped to the strawberry milk in your hand.
you suddenly felt embarrassed, maybe...you had overstepped, you quietly turned around and walked back toward your classroom. the strawberry milk remained unopened in your hand.
when you reached your seat, you gently placed it on your desk, the classroom was empty only silence kept you company. you stared at the carton for a long time.
maybe i shouldn't have bought this...
those girls gave him much nicer things.
he probably doesn't need mine anyway.
you let out a small sigh, shaking your head, you tried to chase those thoughts away but somehow...they only grew louder.
you heard footsteps getting louder before you could even react, riku appeared at the classroom door. he looked completely out of breath, his hands resting on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.
"you were here...?"
you immediately stood up, hiding the strawberry milk behind your back "oh... i just got here. i went to the restroom," you quickly lied.
riku stepped further into the classroom, causing you to instinctively take a small step back, he noticed. a confused laugh escaped him "eugh? what's wrong?"
you looked down at the floor, you knew you had to say it. taking a deep breath, you gathered all your courage.
"uhm..." he looked at you, "you don't have to be so nice to me." his expression changed "you don't have to pity me." your fingers tightened around the strawberry milk.
"i know you saw what happened that day. i know you know i was bullied before..." your voice became quieter, "but i'm used to not having friends. so you don't have to get involved with me just because you feel bad."
riku stared at you, then he repeated your words with a confused expression "pity you?" you nodded slightly "i know you're only being nice because of that. i don't want you to get dragged into my problems."
a soft laugh escaped him, not because he found it funny because he couldn't believe that was what you thought. he shook his head and stepped closer "you seriously think that's why?"
you blinked when he gently tapped your nose. "then what else would it be?" riku went quiet for once, he looked nervous. he took a deep breath before finally saying,
"i've liked you since you transferred here last year." your eyes widened. for a moment, you couldn't process what you had just heard, riku continued. "you were always by yourself." his voice softened.
"i wanted to talk to you, but we were in different classes. and every time i saw you, you looked so adorable that i couldn't approach you." he let out an awkward laugh, rubbing the back of his neck.
"i just never knew how to approach you." you stared at him, completely frozen, then riku smiled slightly. "honestly... i was kind of glad after the misunderstanding happened." you blinked.
he sighed, "it finally gave me a reason to talk to you." he paused, "although... the whole underwear situation was definitely not how i imagined it." you couldn't help but laugh softly.
riku smiled when he heard it, then his expression became nervous again. "hey..." you looked up at him. he looked like he was worried he had said too much, slowly, you smiled. "i like you too." your voice was quiet.
riku froze, "...really?" you nodded, looking away shyly. "yeah." for a few seconds, neither of you said anything then riku noticed what you were hiding behind your back, his eyes widened.
"wait." he pointed at it, "is that for me?" you looked down at the strawberry milk and slowly nodded. a smile appeared on his face, "actually..." he chuckled. "i don't even like strawberry milk." you blinked, "what?"
"i only gave you my chocolate milk that day so i lied about liking the straeberry one.." you stared at him. "...so i bought this for nothing?" riku laughed, "no, no. i'll still take it."
"if you don't like it, then give it back." he immediately pulled it away. he ripped the wrapper off the straw, poked it in, and took a big sip. "no! you can't take back gifts." he pouted. you chuckled, huffing playfully, "you're so evil..."
"you wanna drink it?" he asked. you tilted your head, confused by his sudden smirk. before you could answer, he leaned in, cupped your cheeks, and pressed a soft peck on your lips. the sound of the kiss was loud in the empty classroom. you stiffened at his sudden gesture
maeda riku just stole your first kiss..
you could even taste the sweet chocolate milk from his lips. "...you!" you exclaimed, hitting his arm. "why did you do that?"
"what?~ can't i kiss my girlfriend?" he chuckled, raising his arms to protect himself from your hits. your heartbeat raced with every single word he said. you shyly wiped your lips, completely avoiding eye contact.
he let out a dramatic gasp, looking at you as if you had committed a crime. he grabbed your cheeks again and pressed another kiss to your lips. before you could even say something—another kiss, and another one, each one melting away the initial shock.
both of you started giggling, especially riku, whose face was now as red as his ears. "i like you so so much," he mumbled, pulling you into a tight embrace. you pushed against his chest, laughing, "you're sweaty...that's why it smelled in the shower room..." riku smirks, "you still seem to remember what the shower room smells like..." he teased nonstop.
eventually, the playful bickering quieted down. you and riku sat side-by-side at the desk, the golden afternoon light casting long shadows across the floorboards. he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of wired earphones, untangling them with a focused frown before gently pressing one earbud into your ear.
he popped the other into his own, a soft, familiar melody immediately filling the space between you. slowly, riku’s hand slid across the cool wood of the desk. his pinky brushed against yours first, hesitant and warm. then, with a sudden rush of bravery, his fingers snaked forward, shyly but deliberately intertwining with yours.
his palm was warm, his grip just tight enough to let you know he wasn't letting go, and you could feel his pulse racing against your skin, mirroring your own...
