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☆ Friends☆Ni-ki ☆

Guess whos back👀👀👀
I will try to be back with the consistent chapters (lie)
Anyways any requests? Or specific members? Also im gonna start adding some curses but nothing extreme hehe
Btw this chapter made me feel so single and lonely.. ima cry😤 enjoy!
(Im using Riki instead of Ni-ki🔥🔥)
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This is Riki, your best friend, who you basically grew up with your whole life.
He was respectable, funny, and teased you whenever he could.

(You two are both seniors.)

You were getting a few books out of your locker when Riki appeared behind you, catching your attention.

"Yo... Since when were you so damn attractive? At least five people asked me for your number."

He smirked and rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as he glared down at you.

"Really?!" You said, you were surprised.

"Yeah, I'm serious. I swear you must've done some crazy shit or something to make yourself this sexy overnight."

He rolled his eyes, leaning against the locker beside you, and looked you up and down, as if admiring your body.

You laugh at him, feeling extra special that your own best friend said that. "Were any of them cute?" You say, already dreaming about the guys coming up to ask for your number.

"Hell no. All of them look like clowns. But that's what they get for trying to hit on my best friend..."

He mumbled the last part to himself, his eyes still glued to your body, until he finally realized what he was doing.

He shook his head, snapping out of it, and looked around to make sure nobody saw him staring.

You laugh seeing him look around. "Or maybe you're just jealous, Riki."

"Jealous of what? Their ugly mfs couldn't get anyone, even if they tried. And even then, they'd fail miserably at it."

He rolled his eyes with a scoff, trying to mask the fact that he did, in fact, feel very jealous that you were getting so much attention from other guys.

He let out a frustrated sigh.

"But seriously... Since when did you get so damn fine? Like, goddamn..."

He muttered, shaking his head in disbelief as he looked down at you, still admiring your appearance.

"Whatt? I look the same as yesterday," you said, grabbing your backpack.

"No, you don't... There's no way."

He leaned forward, his eyes glued to your body, shamelessly checking you out. He slowly reached out a hand and gently traced his fingers down your hips, his eyes looking you up and down once more.

"There was no way you always looked this good."

"You see me every day, Riki!" You exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes, letting out an annoyed scoff.

"I know that, smartass, but I've never seen you look this good before. You're like a different person right now."

He grumbled, his eyes still roaming your body up and down, admiring your figure.

"Well, it took you long enough; I'm trying to look pretty for the graduation pictures."

He smirked, his eyes finally meeting yours.

"Oh, shut up."

He chuckled, grabbing your hip and pinning you against the locker, his body pressed up against yours as he locked his gaze on you.

"Ayeee, watch out; I got five guys in the line."

"Yeah, five losers who could never get a chance with you."

He retorted, rolling his eyes and letting out a scoff. Even as he said this, he still pressed you further against the locker and kept his hand on your hip.

"You should be with someone better—someone who's on your level." He smirks.

"Mmh says you, nerd."

He scoffed once more, his smirk never leaving his face as he looked directly at you.

"Yeah, smartass, she says. I'm way better than all those guys who keep drooling over you. I've been your friend longer, and I know you better than they can."

"Yeah, and we'll stay that way."

He couldn't help but roll his eyes again. He didn't know which was worse—the fact that you hadn't noticed how he felt about you or the fact that he couldn't confess how he felt.

He stayed silent for a few moments, his gaze still focused on you.

"Yeah... I guess we will."

He mumbled, sounding slightly frustrated, but he quickly put back on his usual smirk.

He took a deep breath, running a hand through his dark hair and taking a small step back from you, his smirk still there.

"Anyway, enough about that. Are you going to the party next weekend?"

"Quick to change the subject, huh?" You chuckle, crossing your arms on your chest.

"Yeah, yeah, shut up."

He rolled his eyes again, trying to avoid how flustered he was getting.

"You gonna go to the party or not? You'll probably have some more guys drooling over you there too, if that's what you're interested in."

You chuckle, "Im not sure; I have to study for an exam next week."

He raised an eyebrow.
"Studying? You? Bullshit. You barely study, and you get good grades with barely any effort."

He chuckled slightly, looking you up and down again, his smirk returning.

"I want to get better grades, Riki," you whine.

He rolled his eyes slightly.

"Why? You're already getting the best grades in our class and the grades that you need to graduate; you sure as hell don't need to study more, smartass."

You groan, knowing he was right. "Uh, fine, I'll go."

He smirked once more, looking satisfied.

"Thought so. You wouldn't want to miss out on the party of the century, now would you?"

"You might want to protect me from the hot guys coming for me." You tease

He scoffed again, his smirk turning into a scowl.

"As if I were going to let them get anywhere near you. I'll be the one keeping them away from you all night."

"You're so overprotective."

He grumbled, rolling his eyes again.

"Damn right, I am. I'm tired of all those clowns trying to get at you. I need to keep them away from you."

He paused, giving you a smug glance.

"After all, I can't have them snatching up the girl that's mine, now can I?"

"Me? yours? Funny." You say you are making him roll his eyes.

"So you going?" He asks

"Can you pick me up?"

He raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by your request.

"Pick you up?"

He questioned, his smirk returning. He chuckled slightly and rolled his eyes playfully.

"What? Do you want me to be your chauffeur or something?"

"Mmh, what should I wear to you?" You say ignoring his last statement.

He looked you up and down, biting his lip as he considered what you should wear.

"Definitely something that'll show off your figure. I'm sure that'll get all the guys even more jealous that I'm the one taking you to the party."

"Oh gosh, this is why I don't go to parties, Riki."

He rolled his eyes again, letting out yet another scoff.

"No, you just get too much attention. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, as long as you know who to hang around."

He took another step forward, towering over you and pinning you against the locker once more, his gaze glued to you.

"And that person would obviously be me."

"Alright enough, big boy."

He shifted his body slightly, his hand wrapping around your hip and slowly moving up toward your waist.

"You're just so damn cute today; it's getting hard to keep my eyes and my hands off of you."

You playfully punch his chest, making him back out. "Ouch" he fakes being hurt.

"Im leaving"

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WITH THAT. The day went by, and now you were getting ready to walk home.

Once the final bell rang, Riki was quick to find you and grab you by the wrist.

"Hey... I need to talk to you for a sec."

"Whats wrong?"

He gave you a small smile and sighed, bringing you over to a somewhat secluded part of the hallway and letting go of your wrist.

"I just have to tell you about something... You know the party I was talking about?"

"Mhm"

He chuckled slightly, his gaze drifting away from you as he began to explain.

"Well... I might've forgotten to mention one little detail about it.

"Okay, tell me."

He took a deep breath and bit his lip nervously.

"Well, uh..."

He chuckled again, running a hand through his hair as his nervousness grew.

"It's, um, a couple's party."

"Oh?"

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, avoiding eye contact as his cheeks flushed red.

"Yeah..."

He muttered, scratching the back of his neck anxiously.

"So we cant go?" You pout a little.

He rolled his eyes slightly at your pouting and let out a sigh.

"I didn't say that... We can still go. You just have to pretend to be my girlfriend, or something."

"I am not going," you say, crossing your arms and looking upset.

He huffed and crossed his arms as well, his eyes narrowing at you.

"Why not?"

He demanded, a hint of irritation in his voice.

"We're friends, Riki. Not couples"

"I know that. That doesn't mean you can't pretend to be my girlfriend for one night!"

He retorted, his irritation growing as he spoke.

"Well, find someone else."

"What?! No!"

He said it in an irritated tone, raising his voice slightly. He grumbled and ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

"You're my best friend; why can't you just pretend to be my girlfriend?"

"I feel like you're trying to say something, Riki."

He let out a scoff and looked away, his cheeks reddening slightly again.

He knew you were smart enough to figure out what he actually meant behind his request for you to be his girlfriend. But he didn't want to admit it completely yet.

"What do you think I'm trying to say, smartass?"

You sensed that he was trying to trick you, so you decided to call your friend.

"Wait, hold up."

He groaned in irritation and watched as you picked up your phone, calling one of your friends.

"Who are you calling?"

"Stay quiet."

He huffed and rolled his eyes before finally shutting his mouth, reluctantly listening to you and keeping quiet.

All Riki could hear was...

"Yes"
"No way"
"Oh gosh"
"Okay okay"
"Blalalala"

After some time, the call finally finished.

"Wow Riki." You say putting your phone away.

He raised an eyebrow curiously, irritation gone and replaced with curiosity and interest.

"What?"

"You could've just asked me out instead of lying."

He froze, slightly dumbfounded by what you just said.

He didn't think you would put the pieces together that quickly.

"I- huh?!"

He stuttered, flustered, and was completely thrown off guard by your straight-forwardness.

"I asked my friend if it was really a couple's party, and she said no."

His face went pale as you revealed that you knew he lied, a mix of shock and embarrassment washing over him.

He tried to think of something to say, but no words came out. He was utterly speechless.

You laugh softly watching him turn red, "embarrassing~"

He let out a grumble and looked away, his cheeks turning slightly red.

"S-shut up."

He muttered, utterly embarrassed by the fact that you had figured out his plan.

After a few moments of silence, he grumbled again and forced himself to look at you.

"So... you knew I was lying the whole time, huh?"

"You could say that."

He rolled his eyes and let out a scoff, his cheeks still flushed red.

"And you just led me on? Let me keep making a fool of myself."

You laugh at him. "Sooo.. you going to ask me ojt or nah?

He muttered something under his breath about you being a pain in the ass before taking a deep breath and looking directly at you.

"Ugh, fine..."

He grumbled before speaking up again.

"Will you be my girlfriend, smartass?"

His cheeks grew more red as he waited for your response, feeling a mix of nervousness and embarrassment.

He silently prayed that you wouldn't reject him.

You fake gasp, putting your hands on your cheeks. "No wayyyyy" you say in a sarcastic tone.

He froze for a moment, his heart sinking in his chest, until he realized you were teasing him.

He rolled his eyes and grumbled again, crossing his arms and looking annoyed.

"Ha ha. Now answer the question seriously."

"Yes, Riki, I would be crazy to say no to you."

His eyes widened slightly; he wasn't expecting you to actually accept.

A mix of shock and relief washed over him as he looked down at you, a small smile slowly forming on his face.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"Damn right, you would've been crazy to say no."

He chuckled softly, looking down at you with a smirk.

"I can't believe you agreed to be my girlfriend. Finally, I've got someone like mine."

He said it in a teasing tone, playfully shaking you in his arms.