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Just Us, Just Love
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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: boyfriend!riki x female!reader
࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: fluff fluff fluff, established relationship
࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: none
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It was one of those nights—no schedules, no calls, no cameras. Just them.
y/n was curled up in the corner of the couch, scrolling through her phone, still in riki’s hoodie, the sleeves swallowing her hands. The fabric was warm from his body heat, and the scent of his cologne lingered in the threads, making her feel safe. Riki, on the other hand, was stretched out beside her, long legs sprawled over the cushions, one arm draped lazily over the back of the couch.
They had been quiet for a while, just existing in each other’s space, but riki wasn’t the type to sit still for long.
“You’re too far,” he mumbled, his voice low and slightly raspy from exhaustion.
y/n barely glanced up. “I’m literally right next to you.”
riki, unimpressed with her response, reached out, fingers brushing over the hem of the hoodie she wore. In one swift motion, he tugged her closer, effortlessly pulling her into his lap.
“Riki!” she yelped, but he only smirked, tightening his arms around her waist so she couldn’t escape.
“This is better,” he murmured, resting his chin on her shoulder. His voice was softer now, as if the world outside their apartment didn’t exist—just the warmth of her pressed against him.
Y/n sighed, but she didn’t fight him. Instead, she let herself relax against his chest, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns over his arm.
riki hummed, his lips brushing against the curve of her neck,y/n shivered at the feeling, warmth creeping up her spine.
riki, pulling back slightly so he could look at her. His eyes were laced with something unspoken, something soft. His fingers found her cheek, tracing along her jaw before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. Y/n just stared at him, taking in the way his gaze flickered over her face—her eyes, her nose, the curve of her lips.
“What?” she asked, voice quieter now.
riki tilted his head, a lazy smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. “Nothing. Just thinking about how pretty you are.”
y/n rolled her eyes, but the way her fingers curled into his hoodie betrayed her. “You always say that.”
“And I’ll keep saying it.”
He leaned in then, pressing his lips against her temple, then her cheek, then just below her ear, where she was most sensitive. She felt his smirk against her skin when she squirmed.
“riki..” she warned.
“What?” he murmured, his breath warm against her neck. “I’m just appreciating my girlfriend. Is that a crime?”
Y/n bit back a smile, threading her fingers through his hair as she pulled back just enough to look him in the eyes. “If it was, you’d be in jail by now.”
riki chuckled, but his grip on her waist tightened, his fingers slipping beneath the hoodie to rest against her skin. She felt the warmth of his hands, his touch grounding, familiar.
“Stay like this for a while” he said, more serious now.
y/n softened. “Okay.”
And so they stayed. Wrapped up in each other, warmth shared in the quiet of the night. It was the kind of love that didn’t need grand gestures or spoken confessions—it was just them. Just love.
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A Quiet Night In
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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: bf!riki x female!reader
࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: fluff , established relationship , suggestive?
࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: none
note:hiii this is my first time publishing an imagine so I hope whoever reads this enjoys ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
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Y/n and riki had spent the day running around with busy schedules, but tonight, they decided to unwind and bake together. It was a small moment of peace, and they had both been looking forward to it all day. The kitchen smelled of vanilla and butter as y/n carefully measured out the ingredients, while riki hovered near her, arms crossed.
“You sure you don’t need my help?” riki teased, his voice light but filled with mischief. He leaned against the counter, eyes tracing the movements of her hands as she mixed the flour.
“I’m good,” y/n replied, glancing up at him with a playful smile. “But you can keep me company while I work.”
riki grinned, taking a step closer. “I like the sound of that.”
As she cracked an egg into the bowl, a little bit of shell fell into the mix. y/n frowned, reaching for the spoon to remove it. But before she could, riki was there, his hand brushing against hers as he plucked the tiny shell out with ease.
“You’re too focused,” he whispered, his voice low as he stepped closer, his lips brushing against her ear. “You need a break.”
y/n turned her head slightly, her gaze catching his. “A break from baking or from you?”
He chuckled, his breath warm against her neck. “Both.”
Without warning, he gently placed his hand on her lower back, pulling her just a bit closer. y/n felt the heat of his body press against hers, and for a second, she froze, feeling the tension in the air shift. He was standing so close, and she could feel the subtle brush of his fingers against her skin.
“You’re distracting me,” y/n murmured, trying to keep her composure, but her voice gave away the hint of fluster.
riki’s smirk grew, his hands slowly trailing up her sides, sending electric tingles through her. “I thought that was the idea,” he whispered, his lips grazing her ear. “You’re so focused… it’s cute.”
y/n tried to focus on the bowl in front of her, but her mind was slipping, her body reacting to the closeness of his touch. Her hands fumbled slightly as she tried to continue mixing the ingredients, but riki wasn’t having it. He gently took the bowl from her hands, setting it aside. “You’re too distracted now. Just take a break, y/n,” he said, his tone soft but full of intent.
y/n was about to protest but found herself leaning into him instead, his presence a comforting weight against her. She could feel his fingers brushing the back of her neck, a small touch that sent shivers down her spine.
“You’re a handful,” she whispered, her voice low, a slight laugh escaping her lips as she let herself relax against him.
riki smiled, his hands moving to cup her face gently, tilting her head up to meet his gaze. “I can’t help it,” he murmured, brushing his lips over her forehead before softly kissing her lips.
The kiss was slow at first, tender but teasing, his lips barely touching hers before pulling away just as she leaned in. y/n’s heart raced as she felt the heat from his kiss, his hands sliding down her arms until they rested on her waist, pulling her even closer. She could feel his breath on her lips, the warmth from his body, and for a brief moment, she was lost in him.
When they finally pulled away, y/n was breathless, a light flush across her cheeks. “Alright, let’s get back to baking,” she said, trying to sound casual, but her voice was shaky, betraying her.
riki smirked, brushing a thumb over her bottom lip as he stepped back, but he wasn’t ready to let go just yet. “Later,” he murmured, his lips grazing hers again, this time a little more urgent, a little more heated. y/n melted into the kiss, her fingers moving to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. She could taste him, the sweetness lingering on her lips, and the desire to be closer to him almost overwhelmed her.
As they pulled away, both of them breathless, y/n laughed softly, her voice tinged with excitement. “Okay, we seriously should bake something...”
riki’s eyes glinted with something unreadable, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “Sure. But I’m still not leaving you alone for the rest of the night.”
y/n rolled her eyes, her hands sliding up to rest on his chest. “I guess I’m okay with that.” She pulled him back in for one last kiss, this one slow and lingering, before they finally turned back to the bowl of flour, both of them trying to regain some semblance of normalcy. But the tension between them lingered, thick and palpable, and both of them couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the rest of the night.
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