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night owl | lee heeseung.

SYNOPSIS ⤑ in which a young girl, park seulyeon, thinks the world is on her side when she meets just about the sweetest boy she’s ever met, lee heeseung. that is, until an unknown figure with his face begins wreaking havoc in the middle of the night.

CHARACTERS ⤑ lee heeseung x female oc

GENRE ⤑ 80s au, fluff, romance, thriller

WARNINGS ⤑ swearing, violence

CHAPTER THREE.

seulyeon’s eyes gaze up at the overhead clock ticking softly above the chalk board, whatever the professor had been talking about becoming background noise in the crevices of her brain. her elbow rests on top of the small black desk mounted in front of her, a plastic bag of ice being held up against her left eye.

sure, she knew she was getting looks thrown at her across the room but she didn’t mind. all she could focus on was that ticking clock and the end of the class, where she could finally relax her shoulders and see the boy she’d been dreaming about for months. it’s the only thing she was looking forward to anyway, now that the events at the party was her last straw and loss of all hope for her and her cheerleading career. now, just the thought of going to cheer practice made her sick to her stomach.

she tapped her finger against her chin and fixated her gaze on the sloppily written words upon the chalk board, mind still flooding with overwhelming thoughts. she felt even lonelier than she had ever felt before, and that feeling slowly crept up her spine as she sat there quietly at her desk.

the bell shorty rings after a few minutes, and she blinks herself out of her dreamy daze. she adjusts the cuff of her black turtleneck sweater as she stands up from her seat, peeling the white scrunchie from her wrist and quickly throws her hair up into a wavy, messy ponytail. she tucks her teased bangs behind the shell of her ear and quickly scoops up her notebook from her desk, stuffing it into the compartment of her gray backpack. she presses her ice pack carefully to her eye as she swings her bag strap over her shoulder, following her classmates as they head out the door.

she makes sure to hang her head down as she makes her way out into the bustling hallway, tightening her grip on her backpack strap. she takes a shaky breath and she mentally notes her next destination, that being the nurse’s office. just the simple thought of seeing the boy again brought a rush of serotonin to her stomach, watching the tops of her white converses as they squeak against the tile floor.

she suddenly feels a hand go to cup her shoulder, and that’s when she snaps her head up. she’s suddenly met with the saddened face of her friend yorin, her eyebrows drooped low across her forehead and a thin line paints her pink lips. “seulyeon, i’m so sorry. i never meant to hurt your feelings. i-i know what wen did was horrible, and you were right, being drunk was no excuse for what he did.” her desperate voice comes out airily, her eyes flickering glossily between the girl’s own pair.

seulyeon gives her a quick, unamused look before smoothly sliding past her, feeling yorin’s fingers brush her arm in an attempt to pull on her backpack strap. “hey, wait! i just want to apologize! you can’t be mad at me forever!” seulyeon thinks otherwise as her shoulders brush past the ongoing wave of students, yorin’s pleading voice becoming a distant ring into the depths of her eardrums.

her patience was running thin, tired of everything and everyone involved with her and the cheer squad. that’s where all of her friends were made when she first started here, but now she just wants to dig herself into a hole and never come out, comforted by her own being. that’s how she always used to do, anyway, back when she was just a quiet nobody in high school who’d sit by her lonesome at lunch, lost in the dreamworld of her books. god, she missed those days. no drama, no football boys, no cheer. just how she’d like it.

the hallway bustle seemed to empty out as she turned the corner, eyes immediately falling onto the white nurse’s door just at the end of the corridor. she inhales slowly, her chest raising from the air swirling inside her lungs. she holds it there for a bit longer as she carefully makes her way closer towards the door, fixing a nervous hand into the pocket of her yellow denim jeans. her chest deflates as a lengthy sigh tumbles from between her parted lips, lifting a slow hand to knock at the door. her free hand nervously holds her ice pack to her left eye, adjusting it’s placement quickly.

she’s taken aback slightly when an older lady with graying, black hair opens the door, and she takes a few steps back with reddened cheeks. the lady quirks an eyebrow at her, her aged eyes squinting at seulyeon’s figure. “hello, how can i help?” seulyeon parts her lips and suddenly her mouth is dry, saying the only thing she can thing of off the top of her head.

“h-hi. is heeseung here?”

the lady eyes her confusingly, her thin eyebrows knitting together as she cocks her head to the side subtly. she parts her thin lips but then closes them. she then leans her side into the door and slowly crosses her arms over her chest before speaking. “well, um. no, not yet. possibly in ten minutes, though. why do you ask?”

“oh, uh…” seulyeon furrows her brows and she suddenly feels heat spread up the length of her neck, her fingers around her backpack strap becoming clammy with sweat. “i… was just curious. you know, just… just wanted to know.” she lets a nervous chuckle spill from her lips, but the lady was not phased. seulyeon clears her throat awkwardly, and the lady, who seulyeon concludes is nurse beorin, parts her lips to speak.

“well, hon, i can see you have a hurt eye. come on in and i can look at it for you—”

“no, it’s okay!” seulyeon forces out a laugh, her hands raising up in the air dismissively. “i can just come back!”

movement in her peripheral vision catches her eye, and her and nurse beorin both look over to their left. seulyeon’s eyes fixate on the tall boy smoothly making his way down the hall, his hair gelled back away from his forehead and silver hoops hang low from his ears. he’s wearing that same leather jacket again over a black and white striped t-shirt, two chains adorning from his neck this time. his hands grip both of his backpack straps and his eyebrows are furrowed in confusion at the two girls, a soft curious pout to his lips as he approaches them.

suddenly, seulyeon’s whole body breaks out into a sweat as she nervously watches him slow to a stop in front of them. “what’s going on over here?” he mumbles, as his eyes shift from the nurse to seulyeon. his gaze lingers on seulyeon and over to the ice pack she’s pressing into her eye. “woah… hey, what happened?”

“she was looking for you.” the nurse blurts to him with an unamused yet irritated frown on her lips, throwing a glare over at seulyeon before turning around to head back into her office. “you can deal with this one.”

seulyeon’s body blooms with panic. “uh,” she chuckles nervously, now feeling hot under heeseung’s curious stare. “i.. i wasn’t.. like, specifically looking for you, just kinda…. um—”

“what happened to your eye?” his voice is soft in his throat as he tilts his chin up at her, peering down at her through his large frames. “move your ice pack…”

seulyeon slowly lowers her ice pack and watches heeseung’s mouth fall agape at the sight of her puffy, yellow and purple bruise. he pushes up his glasses with raised brows. “oh, god… that’s probably the worst black eye i’ve ever seen… i know that hurts like a bitch, huh?” he quirks a brow at her and the corner of his lips raise slightly.

“yeah,” seulyeon sighs with a slow nod, feeling heeseung’s fingers lightly touch her raised elbow.

“c’mon,” he nods towards the door while gazing at her. “i might have something to soothe that sucker.” seulyeon follows him inside, the scent of mint mixed with his rain infused cologne floats up her nostrils as she makes her way towards the familiar seat.

she watches the back of heeseung as he begins rummaging through that same cupboard beside the door, pulling out a small bottle of what looked like ointment. he turns back around towards her, screwing off the cap as he bends over to examine her. he reaches for her elbow and softly pulls her arm down to lower her ice pack, seulyeon resting the pack onto her lap. he then places his fingers gently under her chin, lifting her head up slightly.

his eyes focus on the bruise engulfing her left eye, his lips parted and his brows furrowed. “so… so how did this happen?” he whispers with a rasp to his tone, finger going to scoop up against the top of the ointment bottle.

“well,” seulyeon swallows slowly, her eyes focusing down on the belt holding up his cargo jeans. “this happened at the party last night….”

“fuckin’ knew it…” she hears heeseung whisper under his breath with a subtle shake of his head. “yeah? go on?” he begins slowly rubbing the white ointment around the area of seulyeon’s eye with his finger, the girl gritting her teeth from the subtle pain.

“there was this boy.” she says softly, letting her eyelids flutter shut as she mentally focuses on heeseung’s gentle touches. she hears him hum. “and… apparently he’s in love with me. and he got drunk last night and was telling me shit and i just wasn’t having it and then… he socked me.”

heeseung groans in his throat, straightening up his back slowly as he finishes rubbing the last of the ointment in. his lips purse into a line and he raises his thick eyebrows, letting a soft sigh roll from his lips. “that sounds horrible. i’m so sorry that happened to you.” seulyeon shrugs, watching heeseung screw the cap back onto the ointment.

“you know if i were you,” he begins softly, a playful curve rising to his lips. “next time i saw him…” he then makes an uppercut motion swiftly in the air with his fist. “uppercut right to the jaw.”

seulyeon let’s a breathy laugh fall from her lips, tucking her knees up to her chest anxiously. “no..” she quietly whines, feeling her ears spread with heat. “he’d squash me like a bug.”

“well, if that happens.” heeseung begins, turning around to walk swiftly back towards the cupboard. “you.. you just come run to me and i’ll deal with him.” he throws a teasing side glance towards seulyeon over the frames of his glasses with a light pink to his cheeks, and seulyeon feels her heart thrash against her chest.

“okay.” seulyeon breathes through a shy half smile, gaze averting down to the tops of her shoes as she lifts a hand to tuck the strands of her hair behind her ear. “so.. will this ointment make it go away quicker?”

heeseung pushes his glasses further up his nose bridge, going to lean his side against the cupboard. “well.. uh.. not exactly. it’ll just make the swelling go down a little and lessen the pain.” seulyeon’s gaze suddenly catches the variety of rings that wrap around his fingers, lips parting subconsciously as words tumble past her lips.

“i like your rings.” she tells him, and his stare lingers on her face before his cheeks rise with pink shades. “can i see them?”

heeseung slowly pushes himself away from the cupboard, eyes averting down to his hands that he lifts up in front of him. “o-oh. um, thanks.” he mumbles, walking over towards her. he stands in front of her and watches her pull both of his hands down towards her, her head turned down to gaze at his pretty fingers.

his fingers are so long, she concludes, as her eyes shift around the expanse of his hands. her thumb brushes along the tarnished looking metal of his rings, noticing their wonky shapes and etchings. “i’ve never seen rings like these before…” she whispers, feeling heeseung’s body shift in front of her.

“i.. i kinda just like to wear older looking rings. i think they’re alright.” his voice is soft and airy as his minty scented breath brushes against the surface of her forehead. “i think… i think i want one for every finger. but i haven’t really seen any more that.. that i like.” his voice is small and raspy as he looms over top of the sitting girl, who still stares down curiously at the variety of his jewelry.

“that would be so cool.” she whispers under her breath, finally letting heeseung slip his hands away from her clutches. she looks back up at him, and notices his whole face has bloomed crimson. her heart skyrockets inside her chest.

“yeah,” heeseung chuckles nervously, arm reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. “i think… i think you’re good to head out now. you’re gonna be late for class.”

“you’re right.” seulyeon exhales with a smile, still feeling her heartbeat jolt against her throat. she slips down from the cushioned table with her ice pack, bending over to grab her backpack by it’s strap before slipping it over her shoulder. her eyes glance over to the boy who stands patiently by the door now, a fist tucked into the pocket of his leather jacket and his back leaned against the wall.

seulyeon makes her way towards the door as heeseung opens it up for her, throwing him one last glance before she exits past the doorframe. “hey, um.. what’s your name, by the way?” of course she knew this, she just wanted to tell him hers.

“oh, i’m heeseung.” he tells her through a shy half smile that curves at his lip and reveals a little slither of his teeth. “what’s your name?”

“i’m seulyeon.” she tells him shyly, watching him adjust the glasses on top of his nose. “thanks for your help today.”

that same half smile curves to his lips and reddens his cheeks. “of course. watch out for party boy, seulyeon. or i’ll be on him like a leech.” she lets a short giggle spill past her lips and he throws her a wink, saying their goodbyes before he finally closes the door softly behind her.

oh, heeseung, she thinks, as she imagines herself sliding her back down the door dreamily. of course i know your name. i also know the type of car you drive and what you eat for lunch. you pretty little son of a gun..

and just like that, her reality comes crashing down on her. the quiet, lonesome hallway and the pulsing wound that’s swallowing her eye. it was so easy for her happiness to disappear, she thought. and just like that, she made her way down the hallway with a gloomy sigh slipping from her lips.

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night owl | lee heeseung.

CHARACTERS ⤑ lee heeseung x female oc

GENRE ⤑ 80s au, fluff, romance, thriller

WARNINGS ⤑ swearing, violence

CHAPTER TWO.

just like heeseung had stated to her earlier in the confined space of the nurse’s office, seulyeon wasn’t one who anticipated parties much either. but there she was, against the hardwood wall of yorin’s basement, a red cup of sparkling cider between her lime green fingernails.

her eyes examined the expanse of the room through her thickly, mascara coated lashes. upon her examination, she knows the football team and the cheer squad aren’t the only people here. she spots some faces she doesn’t recognize; concluding they must be friends her team had invited to attend. so not only was yorin’s stuffy basement packed to the ceiling with random strangers and hormone sweat, but she also had to deal with the retched 60’s rock music that was playing from the record player beside the stairs. they brought their own vinyls too?

a sigh escapes her cherry red lips before blowing up air towards her curled, black bangs to stray them away from her eyes. she could feel the cold metal of her golden hoops dance against her jawline, and suddenly, she became hyper aware of everything that was touching her skin. as she leaned against the wall, alone and away from the crowd, she was aware of her short, denim skirt that hugged the expanse of her hips. aware of the bright, red blouse that draped down her torso to just an inch above her pierced bellybutton. the frilly, long transparent sleeves sitting uncomfortably against the lines of her arms. the air circulating from the squeaky ceiling fan just above her sent a cold draft to prick at the skin of her exposed chest, where she was hyper aware of how the tight blouse was making her breasts look. suddenly, she wanted to tear everything off and shed her skin away like a writhing snake.

her eyes darted over to the brown couch that was placed against the other side of the wall a good distance away from her, where she spots yorin and two other girls she didn’t recognize stand to their feet. she watches as yorin reaches a hand to her hair to scrunch up her big, roller curls, beginning to make her way carefully and slowly towards seulyeon while trying not let the bottom of her tight hot pink dress roll up her thighs.

“hello, lonely girl.” she exclaims through a glossy, wide smile, the iridescent silver glitter painted across her eyelids shining against the ceiling fan light. seulyeon wiggles her nose around at the faint smell of alcohol that laced through her breath. “what are you doing all lonely and sad over here? don’t you wanna mingle?”

seulyeon groans quietly in her throat, as if yorin had totally forgot this is what seulyeon always does at these football parties— keep to herself. “i like my privacy.” she tells her, her trimmed eyebrows knitting together as she watches the other girls that yorin was with walk up beside her.

yorin makes a tsk sound with her tongue. “how can you say that when there’s sooo many cute boys here from the other school.” she then points a finger into seulyeon’s chest. “even ones that you haven’t met yet.”

“i don’t care.” she mumbles, crossing her arms over her chest and lifts her red cup to her lips, letting the last drop of her sparkling cider slip into her mouth. “i thought you were pushing this whole ‘seulwen’ agenda. change your mind or something?”

“oh shit.” yorin’s smile slowly fades and she furrows her brows, hand reaching up to adjust the strap of her dress. she throws her head back in search for the boy named wen amongst the teenagers. “i totally forgot… he’s here somewhere, you know.”

she then faces seulyeon again, and a quick gasp rolls from her lips as she slaps her friend in the arm. seulyeon blinks confusingly at her and widens her eyes. “what?”

“when you see him, ask him to the halloween party we’re having next weekend.” she whispers harshly with a teasing side smirk, a grunt emitting from the dark haired girl. “c’mon, seulyeon.” yorin whines, the silver chains hanging from her ears dangles above her shoulders. “you don’t wanna go alone like you did last year, do you?”

“actually.. kinda.” seulyeon replies, and yorin groans.

“looking for me?” a tall, bulky boy with horribly dyed blond hair and freckled cheeks throws an arm hastily over seulyeon’s shoulder from behind, where a quiet yelp emits from her lips. she can immediately smell the heavy alcohol on his breath and on his clothes, knowing her free time to herself was now depressingly over.

“oh, hey.” yorin flashes him a quick smile before a giggle tumbles from between her glossy lips. “yeah, actually. me and seulyeon were just talking about you.” she then hooks her arms between the two girls on either side of her, before pointing her small eyes back at her friend. “i’ll leave you two to it.” a smirk curves at her lips and she winks, the color draining from seulyeon’s face as she watches her friend, in terror, turn around and waltz back into the crowd.

“wait—”

“you were talking about me?” the deep vibrations of his voice settle into the depths of seulyeon’s ears rather uncomfortably close, and she moves her head subtly away from his face. “good things, right?”

“sure.” she replies to him, trying to swallow the nervous lump that was developing in his throat. he then hums deeply in his throat, which makes seulyeon want to gag, and she slowly shuffles away from his embrace.

“did you see me out there? on the field?” he then asks her, placing his hand into his jeans pocket and lifts his red solo cup to his lips, eyes locked on the girl’s. “god, i was killing it.”

“yeah. yeah sure i did.” seulyeon answers sarcastically, crossing her arms over her chest once again, eyes pointed curiously in wen’s direction. god, he needs some purple toner. “did you see me out there? totally nailed the cheer. definitely didn’t fall on my ass in the middle of it and scrape a bleeding gnash into my leg. definitely didn’t happen.”

he then stares at her for a good few seconds, a confused look etching across his drunken face. “yeah, i saw you.” he suddenly replies, slowly lifting his drink down from his face as his eyes dart down to observe her body. “you looked… so hot out there. you did so good. waving your little spiky ball things… or whatever…”

seulyeon mentally slaps a palm to her forehead. “yeah. i love waving my spiky balls.” she retorts, her lips curved down into an unamused line. “definitely the best.”

“god… you look so sexy.” he blurts low in his throat, his eyes slowly trailing back up the lines of her body and back to her eyes. she watches repulsively as his tongue slowly slips out to lick his rounded lips, pretending not to snort at the way he tries puffing his chest out against his fitted black shirt. “did you dress up for me?”

seulyeon wanted to bang her head into the wall until it broke. “no, actually. i wore it for myself. like i do all my clothes.” her patience was running thin watching this big goof eye fuck her for a good solid minute, and she exhales impatiently. “anyway, so—”

he then throws a quick arm around her waist and pulls him into her chest, where she’s being smothered to death with the smell of alcohol. “mm..” he grumbles in his throat, and seulyeon scrunches her nose in disgust. he brushes his lips against her ear and she can feel his warm breath drift across the side of her cheek, goosebumps erupting across her body. god, can this be over. “don’t be shy, seulyeon…. i know you got all dolled up for me… my pretty girl always knows what to wear for her man….”

her chest suddenly swells with irritation and anger, quickly pushing him away from her and he stumbles back slightly. “you’re not my man.” she tells him firmly with knitted brows, heat rising to her cheeks. she watches as he flutters his eyes dumbfounded, his jaw clenching as he slowly straightens back up. “and i’m not your girl either. just leave me alone. please.” she feels a burning sensation grow in the back of her throat, and she shuts her eyes briefly to prevent any tears from welling up behind her waterline. she just wanted to go home.

wen’s eyebrows deeply furrow above his eyes, his wide nostrils flaring. he clenches his jaw a few times before tilting his chin up at her, slowly beginning to approach her. “what did you just say?” he whispers through clenched teeth, and he hastily grips seulyeon’s arm. she yelps from the tightness of his fingers and her heart begins beating rapidly inside her chest. “do you know how many girls are lined up waiting to get in bed with me? do you know how many?” his voice is raised and firm and he pulls seulyeon closer to him forcefully, the girl quickly squeezing her eyes shut. “huh?!”

she swallows the lump in her throat, panic spreading throughout her system. “n-no….”

“you should be grateful that i even like you.” he spits in her face, seulyeon feeling his hot breath swirl onto her skin. “you should be thanking every fucking god in the sky that i’m in your pathetic little life, park seulyeon.” she can feel his fingers curl tighter around her arm and she whimpers quietly from the pain. she can hear silence began to pan over the rest of the party, before yorin and a couple other of her friends begin approaching the scene.

“hey, hey, what’s going on over—”

wham. seulyeon stumbles backwards, pain immediately shooting throughout the left side of her face at the impact. tears begin spilling down the expanse of her cheek and her vision becomes blurry, feeling her eye began pulsing with hot, stinging pain.

yells and screams suddenly erupt all around her, hearing voices and feeling hands as they all attempt to help her up frantically. “hey, are you okay?” she hears someone breathe over her, “what happened?” “oh my god, did he punch you?!” she suddenly feels the force of a hand wrap around her arm and pull her to her feet, her eyes squinting at the figure in an attempt to recognize them. her temples were throbbing as the person drags her through the crowd of panicked teenagers, carefully leading her up the stairs into the quiet expanse of the living room.

“hey…” she hears yorin’s shaky voice in front of her. “hey, can you hear me?” her hands grip seulyeon’s shoulders harshly, her eyes widened and the color drained from her concerned face. “seulyeon…?”

“yeah, i can hear you.” seulyeon mumbles, palm going up to brush her fingers against the swollen, bruised area of her left eye. “he punched me.”

“yeah, yeah, i know seulyeon.” the girl frowns and lifts a hand to seulyeon’s chin, lifting it up to get a better view of her eye. “let me see.” seulyeon moves her palm away from the injured site, letting the pale girl examine her face. “oh, wow. he socked you hard. what did you say to him?”

“does that matter?” seulyeon replies, her eyebrows furrowing together in conjuring irritation. “it doesn’t matter what i said. nothing excuses the fact he just punched me in the face.”

“yeah, seulyeon, but,” the girl purses her lips together and lets go of her friend’s chin, placing both of her palms onto her hips. she cocks her head to the side and knits her eyebrows together. “he was drunk. he didn’t know what he was doing. you can’t blame him for that. you provoked him, and that’s why it happened. i’m not saying it’s your fault, but…”

seulyeon let’s her mouth fall agape in shock. “are you serious right now?”

yorin blinks, redness blooming to her cheeks. “what? i’m just saying that both of you contributed. what’s the harm in that?”

anger suddenly tingles throughout seulyeon’s body and she can feel burning in her throat once again. “i’m leaving.” she whispers firmly, avoiding yorin’s outstretched arm as she turns on her heel towards the front door.

“seulyeon, wait!”

slam. the heels of her white, shiny boots click against the pavement as she quickly makes her way towards her car, her eye throbbing and her fingers trembling as she balls them into fists. the feeling that washes over her as soon as she slips down into the drivers seat is regret. she regrets ever accepting this college, she regrets ever joining the cheer squad, and she regrets ever ever agreeing to go to these dumb, superficial parties that she didn’t even like anyway.

tears threaten to slip past her eyelashes as she backs out of the driveway, pretending not to notice how yorin was standing by her doorstep watching her. as she drove hastily down the dark and quiet road, only one thought conjures up inside her brain. she doesn’t regret ever ever meeting heeseung. even though they had just only conversed, that was enough for her.

that’s when she decides, sitting there at the gleaming red light, that that’s where she’s headed first thing tomorrow. she’s got a black eye, anyway. easy excuse, right? she sure thought so, as she made her way down the road under the warm, october sun.

— HELLOO i hope you guys liked this update! :) i will be semi inactive for a bit because i’m preparing for college, so please bare with me! updates will still continue accordingly because i’ve written most of them, so please stay tuned!! thank you so much for your patience and support <3

— katerina !

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(҂◡_◡)︻┻┳══━ kissomen’s masterlist . . !

below you’ll find my thriller themed works for enha!

✓ = completed. ☓ = ongoing. ϟ = oneshot. ? = coming soon.

❤️‍🩹 yang jungwon.

❤️‍🩹 lee heeseung.

⤷ night owl. ┊ ☓

❤️‍🩹 park jeongseong.

❤️‍🩹 shim jaeyun.

❤️‍🩹 park sunghoon.

❤️‍🩹 kim sunoo.

❤️‍🩹 nishimura riki.

⤷ red snow. ┊ ✓

#masterlist

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night owl | lee heeseung.

CHARACTERS ⤑ lee heeseung x female oc

GENRE ⤑ 80s au, fluff, romance, thriller

WARNINGS ⤑ swearing, violence

CHAPTER ONE.

everything happened in a blur; the colored, moving splotches of the crowd upon the bleachers, the orange haze of the setting sun glooming over the freshly trimmed grass and illuminating faces. the feeling of heat rising to her skin in beads of sweat; her black and red cheer uniform sticking to her skin.

her feet were aching in the soles of her white, platform tennis shoes, head throbbing as her limbs move accordingly to their designated, over-practiced routine. dark strands of hair had escaped the tight clutches of her high ponytail and were now sticking to her flushed, heated face. it was tiring, the settled heat from august still creeping it’s way through the month of september and carefully into october, where the light brushes of breeze ever so often felt as if mother nature was taunting her.

her throat was starting to become sore as she chanted those same silly catchphrases over and over like a mantra. her lips were dry and cracked and she could feel her eyebrow sweat slipping towards her eyes. she wanted this to be over, like she did every football game. at first, cheer was her only escape from the lonely shackles of her one bedroom apartment, an escape from her solemn, depressing reality.

it was fun, at first. like everything is really. that is, until she wiggled her way down into a deep never ending hole of another type of competition that she doesn’t remember ever signing up for — maintaining her reputation. here at ivory twine university, the cheerleaders were filled to the brim with competitive jealousy. she was never that type of person to gossip, to cheat, to lie, to hook up, to keep secrets, to use boys for fun. she never considered herself to be that person. heck, she still wasn’t. watching all of her so-called friends on her cheer team say and do such vile things, was starting to become highly frustrating.

back in grade school, she would have never even pictured herself becoming one of these demons with pom poms, but look at what life can throw at you in the desperate, early years of teenage acceptance, right? seulyeon was tired. she was tired as she pivoted on her heel into a back hand spring. she was tired as she waved those glittery bombs of death over her head and painted the most forced smile onto her lips. she was tired as she stepped her scuffed shoes into the palms of her fellow cheer-mates. she was tired, oh so tired, as they tossed her up into the air with a spin. and maybe just maybe, she was tired enough to miscalculate her step and miss someone’s hand completely. and maybe that was the reason she scrapes her leg hard into the dirt on her way down.

the pain in her shin stung hard as she lied on the grass helplessly, hands quickly going to wrap themselves around her leg tightly. she closed her fingers around the cut as if the blood that was starting to develop from her gnash would stop in its tracks. but it didn’t. it dripped down the expanse of her thin fingers and soon, her cheer mates would make their way over to her, interrupting their signature, repeated, over the top cheer.

the crowd didn’t seem to lessen their feverish roars, obviously there for the entertainment of the football game. who cares about the cheerleaders anyway? a girl with maroon dyed hair slips the white ribbon from her ponytail in an attempt to wrap it around seulyeon’s wound, but unfortunately it bleeds through the satin. “i thought it’d work, i’m sorry.” she whines in a panic, sitting on her knees atop the grass with seulyeon’s leg pulled into her lap. she’s looking up at the girl with flushed cheeks, her eyebrows knitted together in worry.

“it’s okay, just,” the injured girl winces as another member of her cheer team crouches down at her side. “just help me up.” her fingers press into the stained satin ribbon tied sloppily around her shin, and as two girls grab either of her arms in an attempt to help her up, the unstained parts of the ribbon slowly begin to slide down. “ah,” she squeezes her eyelids shut at the unnerving sensation of the satin sticking to her blood.

her arms are thrown around two shoulders belonging to her cheer team, slowly and carefully making their way down the grass. she hears faint whispers into her ear, “it’s okay, we’re almost there,” “just a little bit longer, you got this…” and her distracted brain finally concludes they’re headed to the nurses office.

her heart suddenly leaps inside of her chest at the thought of it, before it slowly begins speeding up its rhythm against her ribcage. the image of a tall, lean boy with big glasses and round poked out ears suddenly ease its way through the curtains of her brain, and suddenly, she forgets all about the pulsing, bloody wound on her leg.

she knew lee heeseung was going to be there, like he always was, everyday, in the morning and until after lunch, even after school during sports games. she already knew he’d taken up a position as the nurse’s student assistant like she already knew where he likes to park his 1970s beetle in the school parking lot. she knew the smell of his rain scented cologne, the way he parted his shaggy, black hair, that same leather jacket he wore everyday to school. she knew the sound of his obnoxious laugh, the friends’ he’d talk to in the hallway. she knew the way he’d sit slouched back in his chair in algebra class, the only class she had with him. in the corner of her eye, she’d see the lines of his adam’s apple as he leaned his head back over the top of the chair, peering at the board over his big, round frames.

she knew almost everything about him, but she also knew nothing at all. admiring from afar doesn’t really get you anywhere, she’s learning that the hard way.

her friends on either side were trying to talk to her as they were now inside the school building, but she was nearly blocking out their voices. visions of heeseung treating her leg wound blocked out all sources of communication for her, and you could almost make out the heart shapes that molded themselves inside the core of her dark brown irises.

before she could even blink, they had stopped right in front of nurse beorin’s white-painted door. she licks her lips briskly, trying to clear out the clouds that had formed inside her brain. seulyeon, focus. “are you doing alright, seulyeon?” the girl holding up her right arm with freshly manicured nails whispers to her.

“yeah, are you okay? you’re losing a lot of blood.” the girl on the left side croaks, and the three of them all tilt their heads down to gaze at her wound. the ribbon was completely soaked, red drips threatening to slide down her skin.

seulyeon swallows the hard lump settled inside her throat. “yeah,” she clears her throat, watching as the girl on the right lifts her fist up to knock swiftly against the wood of the door.

silence engulfs the trio for a good few minutes, and the girls at her side begin to sigh impatiently. “we have to get back onto the field,” one whispers to the other. “can we sit you down on these chairs until the nurse comes?” seulyeon looks down to her right at the three, red cushioned chairs settled neatly to the side of the door.

“yeah, that’s fine.” she tells them, trying desperately to ignore the pain that shoots up the side of her injured leg. the girls set seulyeon down gently onto the chair closest to the door, straightening up with a sigh as they look down at her worriedly.

“okay, we’ll come check in on you when the game is over. hopefully, you can still make it to the football party afterwards.” the girl with maroon dyed hair tells her with hands placed on her hips, her hair now draping past her shoulders in tangles.

“w-what about your ribbon?”

“don’t worry about it,” she throws her hand up in the air dismissively. “yorin has an extra scrunchie she can give me. i’ll be fine.” seulyeon purses her lips into a line worriedly, peering up at the winded girls with concerned eyes.

“okay, park.” the other girl with curly, brown hair leans over to pat her swiftly on the shoulder, her uniform sticking to her abdomen with sweat. “we’ll catch you later, okay?”

“okay.” the injured girl grumbles.

she watches solemnly as the two girls jog back down the expanse of the slick hallway, their tennis shoes squeaking against the tile and their hair swooshing back and forth. she lets a small sigh escape past her dry lips as she sits back in the chair. it was kinda nice to be away from all of it, she admits to herself. she peers down at her wound again, where the pain has subsided but more blood began to roll down the length of her leg. she groans, leaning over in an attempt to swipe it with her fingers when the door beside her creaks open.

she whips her head up to peer over at the door, cheeks immediately blooming crimson. the head of a boy with big round glasses peeks out from behind the door frame, his eyes landing on her with thickly raised eyebrows. “oh,” he mumbles, as his eyes gaze down at the red soaked ribbon that’s sliding down her shin. he emerges from out of the doorway, finger going to push the middle of his glasses up the slope of his nose bridge. “oh no,” he says softly, making his way over and crouches down in front of her. he places a palm under her calf and tilts his chin down to peer at the wound over his glasses. “how did that happen?”

“um,” she swallows nervously, the aroma of his familiar cologne drifting inside her nostrils. “i was about to do a leap but then i tripped on someones hand and… my leg scraped at the impact.” her voice is soft and quiet, and she’s hoping heeseung doesn’t notice her nerves.

she hears him hum lowly in his throat, before straightening his back up and adjusts the leather jacket that sits over his shoulders. “it looks.. looks pretty gnarly. come on in.” he nods his head over towards the door and starts walking towards it, teased strands of his dark hair falls over his eyebrows and behind his glasses.

seulyeon slowly gets up to her feet, heeseung outstretching his hand for her to take but she shakes her head. “it’s okay,” she chuckles, limping her way over towards the door. the boy softly closes it behind her.

the room is chilly, and goosebumps immediately rise to the expanse of seulyeon’s arms. she peers up at the wooden ceiling fan, watching the long chain dangle around as the blades spin vigorously. “uh, you can sit down over there on the seat.” heeseung tells her softly, as he opens a wooden cupboard beside the door and begins rummaging through it. seulyeon slowly steps further into the room, her eyes landing on the gray, cushioned table top pushed against the wall.

she inhales slowly, exhaling out as she follows his instructions and takes a seat on top of it quietly, adjusting herself in an attempt to get comfortable. she places her hands in her lap and lets her feet dangle aimlessly above the floor. she watches him, examining his figure. when he turns around with a first aid kit between his hands, she notices the white button up that hides itself behind the layers of his leather jacket. there’s a chain that adorns itself over the curves of his exposed collarbones, eyes traveling down to the tucked in hem of his shirt that sits behind his brown leather belt and baggy denim jeans.

he walks over towards her, gaze fixated on the transparent box with a soft furrow to his brows. he sets the small box beside her on the seat and clicks it open, reaching for a pack of cotton balls and peels one out, other hand wrapping itself around the small bottle of rubbing alcohol. “does it still hurt?” he asks her with a small crack to his voice, head snapping up towards her and gazes at her with widened, glossy eyes.

“no,” she mumbles, watching as he looks back down to press the cotton ball against the opened top of the bottle. he tips it over slightly, the cotton ball soaking up its substance.

he sets the alcohol down and crouches back down in front of the girl’s legs, his free hand carefully going to brush his fingers behind the smooch curve of her calf. he quickly pulls the knot of the ribbon through, seulyeon watching it flutter to the ground. “i’m just going to- to press the cotton ball to it so it gets disinfected.” he tells her softly, eyes flicking up past the rims of his perched glasses to look at her, and her heart beats up in her throat at the sight. “it might burn slightly, so bare with me.”

“okay.” she croaks out, feeling her palms grow sweaty in her lap. she watches as he slowly presses the wet cotton ball to her wound, the cold sensation sending a tingle throughout her leg. she winces slightly with a harsh tsk of her tongue, and the boy flicks his eyes up to her again.

“you okay?”

“yeah.” she tells him, suddenly aware of her short, dry replies. this is the one chance you get to talk to him, why are you being boring?

“okay, just a few more presses.” he mumbles in his throat, carefully dabbing the cotton ball along her wound. she holds in her wince this time, eyelids tightly closing shut. his fingers creep further around her calf. “sorry.. i know it hurts...” he whispers, breath hitting her kneecap.

it’s like the unexpected heat of october all over again, sweat beading along her brow.

“okay, we are…” he inhales, straightening up to his feet. “we are finished. wound is clean.” his chest deflates with an exhale, popping the cotton ball into the trashcan beside the tabletop. he screws the cap back onto the alcohol bottle and reaches for the roll of bandage tape tucked neatly into the first aid kit. “now i’m just gonna wrap this around it. and then.. you’re all good to go.”

no. no this can’t be it. i only said like, three words to him. seulyeon quickly parts her lips to speak, watching anxiously as he crouches down in front of her again and begins unrolling the bandage. “so um.. what inspired you to want to be the nurse’s assistant?” she blurts, ears immediately reddening in horror of awaiting his reaction.

the boy glances up at her with raised brows in surprise of her sudden question, tearing off the bandage and presses it to her leg. “oh, um,” he begins, a shy half smile curving to the sides of his reddened lips. he slowly begins wrapping the thick bandage around her leg. “well.. i kinda had this like… weird amount of time between classes. and i didn’t have anything to do, so i- i kinda just.. took up the opportunity uh.. on the spot.” he shrugs softly, looking up at her to throw her a shy, soft chuckle. he reaches up a quick hand to push up his glasses.

“oh…” suddenly, seulyeon forgets how to properly reply to another human being. “well, that’s kind of nice.” she replies quietly, the silence after her reply burning inside her eardrums. “have you ever had to deal with something gross?” okay, okay. good engaging, question. nice one, seulyeon.

“hmm..” the boy hums, straightening up to his feet once the bandage was secured tightly around her wound. he rolls the excess tape back up around his fist, throwing it back into the first aid kit. “how- how gross are we talking?” he asks her with a quirked brow, an amused half smile growing to his lips.

seulyeon shrugs. “i don’t know.. like, super gross.”

“honestly,” the boy chuckles briskly, clicking the first aid kit shut. he then places his hands on the tabletop on either side of the box, leaning his weight forward and gazes at the wall in thought. seulyeon notices the way the light catches the gold hoops pierced through his ears. “i.. i haven’t really had to deal with anything uh, super.. super gross yet… but let’s hope that doesn’t happen.” he tells her, and they both share a short chuckle.

he notices her eye contact and quickly averts his gaze, his cheeks fading into the lightest pink. he picks up the first aid kit quickly, before turning around to make his way back over to the cupboard. panic blooms in seulyeon’s chest. “uh.. i have another question.” she begins, her legs beginning to sway back and forth nervously.

“hm?” he hums, placing the box onto the top shelf and quietly pulls the cupboard door shut. he turns around and adjusts the belt looped around the waistband of his jeans, his brows perched up into his forehead as he gazes over at her in suspense. seulyeon notices the tips of his rounded ears are red.

“uh,” she licks her lips quickly, her fingers going to lightly brush her loose bangs behind the shell of her ear. “so.. there’s this football party i’m going to after the game.. do you wanna, um… come?” please say yes, please say yes. save me from this jock infested hell.

she watches heeseung’s throat as he swallows slowly, placing his fists into his jacket pockets and leans his back against the cupboard. “ah,” he breathes through a nervous giggle, scrunching his nose as the action pushes up his glasses. “that’s nice of you but i.. i don’t really like parties.” he tells her with knitted brows, seulyeon watching his doe eyes flicker around her face. “i don’t think your friends are too fond of me anyway.” he lets a half lipped chuckle escape from his lips, tongue nervously swiping out to moisten them. he’s studying her carefully over the rim of his glasses with a tilted-down chin, accentuating his big, brown eyes. she watches the apples of his cheeks dust pink.

“no, no, it’s okay.” she says through a forced smile, trying to force down the lump burning in her throat. “it’s totally fine. i understand. i should.. probably get going,” she sighs, slipping down from the table and stands back to her feet. she adjusts the hem of her cheer skirt awkwardly, eyes darting around the room. “thanks for the bandage. and.. you have a good rest of your night.” she tells him, hoping he doesn’t hear the slight waver in her voice.

“hey, no problem.” he tells her softly, eyes carefully examining her own. he smiles briefly, shoulders scrunching up softly with a tight inhale, fists clenching in his pockets anxiously. he watches as she makes her way towards the door. “have a great time at your party.”

she throws him one more smile before the door clicks closed behind her, and that’s when she feels the tears burn behind her waterline. before she can even throw her head back down the hallway, the whole cheer squad is making there way towards her. “seulyeon!” her good friend yorin, a girl with chin length, sandy colored hair runs up to her, a wide smile etching into her pointed features. “are you ready to go? they’re waiting outside.”

“oh, uh,” she blinks quickly in an attempt to blur her tears away, stumbling slightly as yorin throws an arm over her shoulder. the rest of the team soon surround her as they emerge down the hallway, the chatter loud and echoey against the thin, plastered walls. “yeah.”

“wen is going to be there,” yorin whispers to her with a smirk, as the pair and the rest of their teammates walk down the hallway towards the double doors. seulyeon’s heart sinks to her stomach. great.

“well, he plays football so i imagine he will.” she replies bluntly, her arms going to cross over her chest. “and why would you tell me that, anyway? i don’t like him like that.”

“cmon, seulyeon.” yorin teases, her free hand going to poke a finger into her side. “he’s like, so in love with you. have you seen him? how can you not like him back?” she whispers to her, her thin eyebrows furrowing above her eyes.

seulyeon groans inside her throat, the images of heeseung pushing up his glasses with flushed cheeks floods her brain. her cheeks soon bloom red, pursing her lips together so she absolutely does not blab about her secret crush on someone who trades dragon ball cards at lunch. “yeah yeah, yorin. save the chatter for when we get to your house.”

the girls emerge outside, the sun setting low in the sky and the breeze nips at their exposed skin. hoots and hollers are heard from beyond the sidewalk, where the cars of the football players are parked. seulyeon squints at the intensity of their bright headlights, making out their silhouettes as they stand up in their seats. “c’mon ladies!” they whistle, and seulyeon rolls her eyes.

this is gonna be a long… long night.

— HEEELLOOO I HOPE YOU ENJOYED CHAPTER ONE OF MY NEW FIC >_< IM SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS ONE!! it’s gonna start off pretty slow but the build up will be so worth it so please bare with me <33 HDBEHDJ AHH IM ALREADY IN LOVE WITH HEESEUNG IN GLASSES CAN YOU BLAME ME <\3 no. the answer is no. anyway, if you guys enjoyed this chapter i’d really appreciate a like, reblog, or interaction of any kind if possible!! and don’t be afraid to send me asks i love talking to you guys <33 see you all next monday eheh ;)

— katerina !

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night owl | lee heeseung.

CHARACTERS ⤑ lee heeseung x female oc

GENRE ⤑ 80s au, fluff, romance, thriller

WARNINGS ⤑ swearing, violence

AUTHORS NOTE ⤑ helloo back with anothuh one B-) this fic is going to branch off of the more darkish themes that i’ve previously written for before but maaaaybe with a lil twist..? >_> if you guys enjoy my work i’d really appreciate a like, reblog, or interaction if you can! it’d make my day T-T also questions & comments are always welcome <3 thank you so much and happy reading ;)

( updates every monday ! )

CHAPTER ONE. CHAPTER TWO. CHAPTER THREE.

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waitttt are u really gonna leave us like that 🥺 please let riki take eul to peru and enjoy their official first date theree and flirt like theyve never met b4

now wait a damn minute……. 😋 you’re on to something…. you….. you are on… to something……. maaaaaybe i’ll write a lil sumn sumn extra like a little oneshot thing of this exact idea because .. you just elicited something up in my big ol thinker let me tell you 😋😋😋💪🏻 ALSO… in the near future there perhaps will be a second little extension.. to red snow.. But. it’s not set in stone we shall see . anon your brain is sexy

#hmmmm #anon ask

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Istg your blog is just this 🤏 close to become my fave blog. I mean you’re already my fave since the day I found out about red snow. bro I’m infatuated with that story. Like, how come you dared to play with our hearts. btw, thanks to the anon about Riki’s IG post, istg every thing just started to remind me of your fic ever since. Oh and Riki, if you’re here, what the fuck are you doing.

ARE YOU SERIOUS??? that means so much to me i’m so glad you like it that much :( HEHGJRJ I LOVE TO PLAY WITH YOUR HEARTS ITS SO FUN ON MY END >:) stop REALLY??? i just got to work and i needed this to start the day for real so i appreciate it deeply :,( RIIIIGHT LIKE WHATS HE DOING ON TUMBLR HES GOT NO BUSINESS BEING IN A PLACE LIKE THIS 😩😩

#anon ask #get me out of this hell

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Yo, did Niki read your red snow fic? Because his insta post feels very familiar. Now I have to go re-read it with this niki.

STOPPPP IT REALLY FEELS LIKE HE DID I CANTNTNTNTNT 😩😩😩😩😩😩 best day of my life. the sprinkles of snow in his hair is what is getting me through life today <3 i really needed it. AND THE PHOTOS CAME OUT SO GOOD I CANT DO THIS 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

#ugh help me

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Ok so I sprinted here after niki’s insta post. HAVE YOU SEEN IT?&!/&/)/ HAVE U HAVE U HAVE U tell me that you’ve seen that. Thats fucking Red Snow. That’s how I have imagined him along. That’s exactly how he’d look. My heart halted for 3 seconds and my finger stopped scrolling down when I saw that shit.

So yeah, hi, how are you doing. 🥺

BBRRIRIUIUUUUIUHHHHHH I JUST WENT TO LOOK AT IT TELL ME WHY I GOT AN ADRENALINE RUSH 😩!!:!:<€}!} look me in my eyes and tell me that i didn’t manifest it •_• cmon… cmon tell me •_•. yeah that’s what i THOUGHT. god i’m on a roll . UGHHHH IM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW THE FACT THAT HE JUST NOW POSTS IT?/?2?3?!4 snow up in his hair and everything. i’m gonna explode T-T AND THE FACT YOU THOUGHT OF MY STORY WHEN YOU SAW IT WHAT EVEN…. i’m gonna jump off the roof that makes me. insanely happy 😭😭

HONESTLY i’m doing okay.. not too bad :-) i’ve been writing up a storm for my new fic and my eyes have been hurting like a bitch but these are the sacrifices i must make <\3 for the sake of my sanity </3 dreamily sighs </3 I HOPE YOURE DOING AMAZING ANON :( AND THAT YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT OKAY?? :( muah <3

#cant believe this #i manifested this #im so amazing #im gonna sob #he looks so pretty #thank you sm #anon ask

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I NEED MORE OF YOUR WRITING.

could you do jungwon or jay next time? you made riki feel so dreamy, i wonder what would come out with someone that already has the sweet persona!

OOOOH i like what you’re thinking… i will take your suggestions in to deep consideration >:) ( p.s i’m writing heeseung next tho…….. but please don’t lose hope i’m planning on writing jay or jungwon after anyway… eheh….)

#hmmmm #i will think about it #good ideas #heheeh #anon ask

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Hiiiii 🤩 i agree with everyone saying you nailed the Niki’s fic. come on it’s like one of the best things yet happened to us all these years cos obviously there ain’t no one dare to crank out this kind of concept for him (although we know his whole damn aura and stage presence freaking scream RED SNOW).

I’m not exaggerating i even talked about that to my friend and threatened her to read it lol. Very very life-changing story !!! Hehe. Another Niki experimental story pls 🤣🤣💕💕💕

STOP WHATVFHSG!:?/?/?:?:?:??.?:?:?;5?5? YOU GUYS ARE TOO SWEET I DONT UNDERSTAND IT DOESNT DESERVE TO BE CALLED THE BEST BUT it means so much to me that you like it even though it’s not just fluff and stuff i didn’t expect anyone to really read it honestly i was kinda skeptical but HEARING THIS MAKES ME FEEL SO MUCH BETTER ABOUT IT AND OF COURSE THERE WILL BE MORE RIKI STUFF IN THE FUTURE >:) he’s so interesting to write for. FHSHBSHD YOURE TOO MUCH AAAGHHH IM SO GRATEFUL FOR YOU IM GONNA JUMP OFF THE ROOF STOP BEING SO FREAKING SWEET T-T i cannot handle it. anon i will smooch you <3

#chill bro #i am gonna sob #i cant take this #thank you so much #anon ask

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YOU! 😡...Red snow ruined my life and played with my heart what are you gonna do about that. holy fuck there is NO moment in the story where i feel bored or dislike. i think you just outsmarted all the other Riki fics with this masterpiece. The complexities of emotions and underlying motives in Riki's pov extended my lifespan by 10 years. please please i beg you please can you please tell us about their first encounter with Eulena and how she managed to knock the air out of their lungs at the first glance. and how Riki confessed to her 😭😭😭😭💔

GEEEEGGHHHH STTTOOPPP I AM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT T-T OUTSMARTED ALL OTHER RIKI FICSv/!/?!:!; NOOO stop youre too nice buttering me up so much i am not worthy </3 HDHDHDH YAAY IM SO GLAD YOU NOTICED ALL THE EFFORT I TRIED PUTTING IN TO REALLY GET THEIR EMOTIONS ACROSS i really tried to paint what was in my head so i appreciate your words so much <33

HEGEHHFHEH THATS A GREAT REQUEST i never really mentioned it in the story did i….? well basically kaewon LIKE STATED brought her over to meet them right. and just kinda like when riki met her, he noticed her blonde long hair and cheeks red from the cold and the way her perfume smelled on her clothes T-T and her LAUGH was just so pretty to him whenever they cracked jokes with each other. just basically in awe of her from the get go. and that’s pretty much how the rest of them felt too she just had such an attractive, intoxicating aura to her. AND ABOUT THE CONFESSION if you mean him telling her about how he likes her, he never really admitted it. it was always just painless teasing and flirting but he never came out and said it. i mean, eventually from the looks he gave her and the way he’d turn red at stuff she’d say to him she kinda figured it out on her own ;-)

JDHEHEJ THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK I APPRECIATE YOUR SUPPORT MORE THAN ANYTHING!! and i hope this answered your questions :-) eheh

#ask me anything #anon ask #thank you sm

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red snow | nishimura riki.

synopsis ⟿ the year bleeds 1996 in snowy seoul south korea, and a young, anger - driven boy with jet black hair and a cigarette perched between frost bitten lips can’t seem to peel his eyes away from jake sim’s new girl.

characters ⟿ nishimura riki x female oc, rest of enhypen

genre ⟿ romance, horror, thriller, fluff, heavy angst

warnings ⟿ underage smoking, violence, swearing

AUTHORS NOTE ⟿ hellooo :-) recently i’ve been really interested in 90s thriller movies and murder documentaries that i thought i’d whip up a little somethin based off of them. i really hope you enjoy! :-) if you have any questions just let me know!! happy reading <33

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three

chapter four | chapter five | chapter six.

— chapter six.

the air hung silent, engulfing the young boy seated in the blue plastic chair just right across from room 114. he was alone, the chair beside him vacant. the air smelt briskly of medicine and sweat, and he knew the latter was most likely him from the way the fabric of his gray sweater clung to his skin.

his heart was beating loud and proud in the depths of his pierced, reddened ears, his gaze pointed down to his hands as he picked at his cuticles. he tried blocking out the faint hums that vibrated out from behind the door in front of him as the form of voices, conversation, dreaded confessions. he swallows the saliva building up in his throat and he begins bouncing his leg nervously. the silence has never been so loud.

his raven tangles curl out from behind his ears and draped across his forehead messily; a clear sign of the disastrous events that had previously occurred, his brain conjuring up the memory and replaying it on loop. he knew once eulena walked out she’d be filled to the brim with overflowing questions, concerns, demands of reasoning. he chewed his chapped lip in thought and preparation for the buzzing curiosities of the girl.

he lets the back of his sweater hit the plastic of his chair with an exhausted sigh, back slouching against the seat. he regretted everything, everything he’d done. he had never detested himself so much before, completely losing all his sense of identity. who even was he anymore? it was never in his character to do such a thing to a person, to torment, to lie, to obey under harmful conditions.

he remembers before any of it happened, how happy he was. how fun he was. he reminisced on how going up to the local bowling alley with jake and heeseung was an average friday night for him, remembering how jake would beat them every time. he remembered how jake’s sister would compliment him and tell him how sweet he was when he’d bring over cookies and give her the last one, which made blood rush to his cheeks. he remembers compliments from his friends, how loud, funny, and smart he was. how caring he was.

he remembers painfully how eulena would look him in the eyes, tenderly and carefully, examining the freckles scattered delicately across the expanse of his face, and softly brush the hair back from his forehead. she’d then embrace him, squeezing him softly, melting in his arms. so warm and genuine. he remembers painfully, the whispered words that spilled so daintily from the curves of her mouth. “i love you,” she’d say. “you’re so good to me. you’re the only person in my life who hasn’t done anything to hurt me, and doesn’t want to.” riki would go red. he remembers the small, soft shaky breath that hit the warm skin of his neck. “thank you for caring about me.”

riki squeezes his eyelids closed, feeling his temples throb with pain. his throat burned with an upcoming lump, leaning forward to hold his head in his hands. i’ll never be that boy again. his brain whispered inside of him, she’ll never see me the same again. his lips begins to quiver, and that’s when he hears the door in front of him slowly open with a creak.

he rubs his eyes quickly with his fingers before lifting his head up, eyes falling on eulena’s pretty figure. half of her body hid behind the door as she opened it. her fingers grab the edge of the door; her sheer, white cardigan sleeve covering up her knuckles. “hi.” she breathes out with an exhale, watching riki’s stare soften as the corner of his lips slowly hike up subconsciously. her cheeks are red and her blond hair is tangly, falling into her eyes and draping messily over her shoulders. but riki didn’t mind, his eyes told her everything.

“hi.” he croaks back, his eyes observing her figure. his smile widens even more and he nods his head up with furrowed, dark brows. “why’re you hiding over there, hm?”

“i don’t know.” she quietly mumbles with a short shrug, emerging from behind the door and slowly closes it behind her. she sighs longingly again as she makes her way to the empty chair beside the black haired boy, draping her black coat over her lap as she sits down. “that was..” she inhales, before exhaling slowly. “..intense. but at least he’s doing okay. they said he’ll be out sometime tonight.”

“oh, i can imagine.” riki hums, lightly bumping her shoulder with his own. he looks back down at his hands before absentmindedly twisting the metal ring wrapped around his index finger. “what’d you guys talk about?”

“well,” eulena sighs again, her gaze fixated on the rubber plaque that read 114 hanging on the door in front of her. “he told me he doesn’t remember what happened. he just remembers being in the passenger seat with heeseung driving, before everything went black. and he remembers waking up in your bathroom. he said the only time you’d go in there was to give him food and clothes.” her voice fades off into a whisper, and she pauses. the air suddenly becomes tight and tense around them, squeezing riki until he felt like he could pop.

“and he said.” eulena begins again, looking down to mess with a loose thread on her coat sleeve. “he said he was there for nine months. you and jake would force sedatives down his throat at night. he said heeseung would come over to tell you to duct tape his mouth and bound his wrists, but you didn’t feel comfortable doing it so.. he did it.” tears begin to glisten behind eulena’s long, curly eyelashes. “ugh, it’s just so terrible.” she groans, going to reach her hands up to cover her face.

riki exhales through his nose, an uneasy feeling growing in the pit of his stomach. he goes to rest a hand on eulena’s thigh, swallowing thickly in his throat. “i know. i know it was. it was terrible for me too. you think i wanted to do any of it? i felt guilty for nine months because i didn’t like hurting you or him like that. i was just scared.”

“of heeseung?” eulena drops her hands into her lap and she turns her head to gaze at riki with furrowed brows. “you know it was empty threats, riki. he wouldn’t have actually killed you.”

“he pushed you to the floor.” riki begins with a lowered tone, chin tilted down at the girl. “and he punched jake in the stomach. and he forced a gun to my throat. he’s not as cool and easygoing as you thought he was, eulena.”

he watches as the girl traps her bottom lip between her teeth, her gaze darting to a spot on the floor beyond riki’s face. “you’re right.” she whispers, and her lips dip down into a frown. “i just.. wanna know why he did this. can you tell me? i know you said he liked me, but i just want a clearer explanation.”

riki licks his chapped lips swiftly, before leaning his back against the back of his chair again. he sighs shakily, his hand still rested on top of the girl’s thigh. “alright. so.. when we first met you, when kaewon brought you over for the first time, we all thought you were the most beautiful girl we’ve ever seen. heeseung would talk about you all the time, i mean, i did too, but not as much as he did. he was just better at keeping it cool than i was. jake never really talked about you, surprisingly. i just think he respected you and kaewon’s relationship and kept stuff to himself.”

“mhm,” eulena hums, eyes darting between riki’s own.

“but anyway..” he sighs. “our crushes on you just kinda.. developed overtime. we never said anything to kaewon, we just would talk about it between us three. heeseung became obsessed with you, like borderline obsessive. i know how i can be, but i just like messing with you. he was just.. really weird about it.”

“what do you mean?”

“like..” riki clears his throat. “whenever we’d all hang out, he would ask about you. like, ‘how’s eulena doing? did you guys hang out today? what was she wearing? did she have classes today?’ just specific shit like that. it would honestly irritate kaewon, but he got used to it. but i guess once heeseung saw how you acted around me and jake, he got jealous. like super jealous. and then, you know, eventually, he told us him and kaewon were gonna go pick up cigarettes from the drug store, and they kinda drove off. and that was the night everything happened.

but then,” riki swallows, “once kaewon had been announced dead, you went to jake for support. and i mean, i don’t blame you, he was the least obnoxious out of the three of us. and.. that angered heeseung. he just.. always felt left out. he just was quiet all the time, he never talked. so i don’t blame you for not interacting with him as much, he was just.. there.”

“yeah,” eulena whispers, leaning in closer to riki’s side. her eyes gaze upon the boy’s hand settled on her thigh. “he didn’t talk to me much. i just.. wish i would’ve known about all of this sooner. so i could’ve done something about it.”

“me too..” riki whispers, lightly squeezing her thigh. he swallows thickly in his throat, his cheeks blooming with red when he feels eulena’s head settle on his shoulder. “are you mad at me?” he whispers, almost inaudibly, feeling that same burning sensation build up inside his throat.

it’s silent for a second, before eulena parts her lips with an inhale. “i’m not mad at you, riki.” she whispers back. “i just wish you didn’t hide this from me. it hurts my feelings.”

“i know,” he whispers, letting his eyelids flutter closed as he lets the side of his head fall against eulena’s. “i remember…” he begins, swallowing slowly. “i remember that day you said you loved me. and that i was the only person you felt safe with.” eulena places her hand on top of riki’s. “it was so important to me… you are so important to me.”

eulena hears the faint crack in his voice and she lifts her head up, furrowing her eyebrows at the boy before chuckling softly. “riki, are you crying?”

“no.” a small tear rolls down his cheek.

“riki,” eulena cooes, sitting up straight to cup his cheeks in her palms and turn his head to face her. her eyes flicker over his facial features as she swipes his tear with her thumb. “hey… it’s okay. i’m not mad at you. i’m still here with you, riki. you’re still the only person i feel safe with. i just don’t want you hiding something like this from me again.”

“i won’t.” he mumbles, his eyebrows furrowing as his own glossy eyes study her facial features. “i know it’s selfish, but i don’t want you to get back together with kaewon. i want you with me.”

eulena let’s a soft chuckle roll from her lips, tongue swiping out to moisten them. “me and kaewon talked about it in there. i told him things would be different now, and he agreed. i think it’s gonna be a while before either of us can recover from this. so don’t worry about it.”

“what about jake?” riki mumbles. “do you still like him?”

“honestly, i never really liked him like that.” eulena whispers. “he was just there for me at a vulnerable time. he knows this, anyway. so i don’t think it’ll hurt too bad when i tell him the news.”

“what news?” a curve threatens to lift at riki’s lips against the soft skin of eulena’s hand. “you’re breaking up with him?”

“we both know it’s already done between us. he had a little suspicion i liked you. i just need to… rip off that bandage.”

“can you hurry up and do it so you can be with me now?” riki mumbles, and a soft laugh emits from between eulena’s lips. she can feel the light touch of his hands as they slowly creep around her waist. his eyes glance down to her plush lips before leaning forward to let them hover over her own. “i’m impatient,” his lips brush against hers. she presses her mouth against his for a swift second. “i don’t like waiting…” another kiss is pressed against her lips; she smiles against him and lets out a breathy giggle.

“don’t make me wait, eulena..” smooch. “i can’t take another second not being with you..” smooch. “i’m gonna cry again..” smooch.

before they can melt into their own personal bubble, approaching footsteps emerge from behind them before they skid to a stop. they separate and riki whips his head around, his ears growing crimson.

“uh.” jake stands there, his face a warm red. he holds two red snow cones, his torso clad in a brown zip-up jacket and a black beanie hugs his caramel hair. “hi. hi guys.” he forces a chuckle to spill past his lips. “i can come back.. later…”

“no,” riki nervously laughs, sitting back in his seat. “no, it’s okay. it’s okay. what’s uh,” he nods his head up and gazes at the snow cones, his eyebrows furrowed. “what do you uh.. got there?”

“oh,” jake snaps his head down to gaze at the treats in both of his hands. “oh these are for you,” he nervously chuckles, outstretching his hands for both of them to take one. “i already ate mine, see.” he sticks out his tongue which was stained red with coloring. “my tongue is.. red.”

“i see.” riki replies with a half smile on his lips, taking both of the snow cones and hands one to eulena, who was scooted to the back of her chair hugging her knees to her chest, her cheeks flaming with heat. “thanks, jake.” she mumbles, and she makes awkward eye contact with him for a brief second before he clears his throat and parts his lips to speak.

“so, uh.” he begins, stuffing his fists into his pockets. “heeseung is in custody, so that’s good. how’s kaewon doing?”

“he’s good, he’s good.” eulena begins, pulling her sleeve down before taking a lick of her snowcone. “he’s gonna be released tonight.”

“oh that’s awesome,” jake smiles with raised eyebrows before shifting his weight between his legs awkwardly. “so… what’s gonna happen when heeseung spills and the police find out we were involved?”

“let’s..” riki shuts his eyes and throws his arms up in the air defensively. “let’s… not talk about that yet. let’s just.. savor this moment we have right now.”

eulena wraps an arm around riki’s shoulder and squeezes it, her lips curving down into a frown. yeah, what is going to happen?

“okay, sorry.” jake nervously chuckles, rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet. “oh, you guys wanna hear a funny story?”

“yeah, jake.” riki takes a lick of his snowcone. “knock us out.”

“okay, well.” he throws his head back to throw a quick glance down the tiled hallway. “well before i came in, there was a snowcone stand just right outside. i don’t know why they’re selling them in this weather but i was like, what the heck and i bought them, right? so this kid in front of me buys one and like a second after he walks out into the snow he drops it. on the ground. in the snow. like a loser.”

“ah, well,” eulena shortly chuckles. “guess heeseung was right, then.” she takes another lick of her snowcone. riki turns his head to look at her with furrowed brows.

“what do you mean?”

“he said there’d be red in the snow tonight, remember? i just think that’s funny.”

“oh yeah,” jake let’s his lips fall agape. “he did say that. he’s such a cheese ball.”

“oh, yeah,” riki chuckles. “i remember him saying that. god, he’s so dramatic.”

hm… he did say that, didn’t he?

— AAGHHH okay guys. that’s it for chapter six! and sadly the end of this series but i hope you guys enjoyed reading it!! it was so fun to write this and see your guys’ comments and likes and stuff i really appreciated it so much and i’m so happy reading this made you guys happy. that’s all i could want T-T i appreciate everyone who supported this story SOOO much and i just want to say thank you :-) there might be another fic on the way soon so stay tuned ;) in the mean time please like, reblog, or interact in any way if you liked this chapter!! again, thank you sooo much <3

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red snow | nishimura riki.

characters ⟿ nishimura riki x female oc, rest of enhypen

genre ⟿ romance, horror, thriller, fluff, heavy angst

warnings ⟿ underage smoking, violence, swearing

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three

chapter four | chapter five.

— chapter five.

warning: violent themes ahead. continue with caution!

“riki…” eulena’s voice was hesitant, feet planted in the middle of her bedroom floor. she crossed her arms over her chest and was nibbling on her nail, eyes fixated worriedly on the boy sitting atop the bed. “what.. what are you hiding at your house?” her soft voice was barely an audible whisper, her eyes glassy and the corners of her lips turned down into a frown.

she watches riki’s adam’s apple move in his throat as he swallows slowly. “okay, look,” he begins, quickly climbing off of eulena’s mattress and stands to his feet. he walks over to her with a slouched back and goes to place his hands on her shoulders, but she quickly swats him away with her hand.

“don’t touch me,” she whispers, eyes flickering between riki’s concerned ones. the color was drained from his pale face and rushing towards his cheeks, where he parted his bitten lips softly. eulena furrows her eyebrows at him and quickly swipes away her lipgloss stain from his lips and cheek with the sleeve of her denim jacket. “just say it.”

riki flushes even more, eyes darting down to the floor in embarrassment before slowly pushing his fists into the pockets of his jeans. “that was jake, wasn’t it?”

“tell me.” eulena could feel her temples pounding in at her skull by the passing second, her leg bouncing nervously.

riki swallows thickly one more time, sniffing his nose and looks up with worried eyes at the girl. his tongue swipes his bottom lip before he speaks. “i just want you to know. none of it was my choice.” he mumbles, his eyebrows furrowed and eulena watches his jaw clench.

“what? what wasn’t your choice? what is with all of this fucking code talk?” her voice raises and she can feel her heart rate increase inside her chest, strands of her blond disheveled bangs falling into her eyes.

“eulena,” riki breathes in a shaky inhale, his eyelids fluttering shut. “i’ll explain when we get there. i’m sorry.” eulena studies him carefully, teeth going to absentmindedly nibble on the skin of her bottom lip.

“okay.” she whispers, feeling a lump form inside her throat. “okay.” her head pulsates and her chest burns, her mind cluttered with any possible thing that could make sense being at riki’s house. who even was he? and what did jake mean? does she even know these boys at all? all she could do in the moment was trust riki, and follow him to his house. it’s the only way she could get answers.

as the pair leave the house into the glistening snow, the air was silent between them. the contrast from between twenty minutes ago and now was quite significant, and they both could feel the tension. eulena’s eyes welt up as they both made their way up the lightly snow dusted hill, right where riki’s house was located. eulena could feel a knot forming in the pit of her stomach, dread and anxiousness threading itself up the length of her spine.

she felt like she didn’t even know the boy she was walking with anymore. “okay i think,” riki huffs out, hugging his arms to his white puffy coat. his boots crunch against the ice that blanketed itself across the expanse of his brick steps. “i think we made it here before them.”

eulena’s heart skips inside her chest, and she pauses her movements on the third step behind riki. “them? what do you mean them?”

riki let’s a shaky exhale out into the purple misted sky, white air escaping his reddened lips. “just wait until we get inside.” he throws his head back to reply to the girl, before twisting his doorknob with a black-gloved palm. unlocked.

the door creaks as it opens, and riki let’s it slowly fall agape as he stands there at the foot of his doorstep, going to run his hands down his face. “shit,” he spits, hands slowly making their way down the expanse of his face. “we didn’t make it.”

“riki, what the hell are you talking about?” eulena was getting angry now.

“just,” riki blurts frustratedly, going to clasp his fingers at the back of his head. “just c’mon. hurry.”

eulena hesitantly makes her way up the brick stairs and follows riki into his quiet home, making sure to close the door slowly behind her. “hello?” riki calls out, the floorboards squeaking under his weight as he takes a step into his living room. “anyone in here?”

“your grandma’s not home?” eulena whispers from behind riki, fists stuffed into her coat pockets as her eyes examine the expanse of his neatly laid-out living room. she watches the boy’s black curls swish as he shakes his head in reply.

“no. follow me.” his tone was urgent, his boots heavy against the hardwood. eulena’s lips fall agape as her pants become heavier, anxiety building up inside her. she was starting to sweat and she could feel the beads develop on her forehead, hand reaching up to swipe her bangs out of her face.

the pair make their way down a narrow hallway just past the boy’s room and then the kitchen, where the bathroom appears in their sight. as they make their way into the dimly lit dining room, eulena’s eyes immediately fall onto the faint red stain on the bottom of riki’s bathroom door.

color drains from her face, her eyes widening in panic. “riki, what is that?” her voice is shaky and threaded with anxiety, a trembling finger reaching up to point at the wooden door. riki exhales as he makes his way past the dining table, where cigarette packets and ash trays cluttered it’s surface, and heads towards the bathroom.

he can hear the light foot steps of eulena behind him, and when he wraps a shaky hand around the paint-chipped doorknob, he whips his head around to peer at eulena. “okay. okay.” his breath is shaky and rapid, eyebrows furrowed above his eyes. “what you’re about to see i’m going to explain. just—just promise me you—you won’t leave me.” eulena swallows the dryness on the back of her tongue, eyes studying the nervous boy intently. she can see his bottom lip start to tremble as the water behind his eyelids cause him to blink rapidly.

her heart sinks inside her chest, taking a shaky breath. “open the door, riki.”

she watches as the boy slowly turns his head back forward, where he tilts his chin down to gaze at his hand. “okay, right.” he whispers, squeezing his eyelids shut to prevent the tears from pressing behind them. he slowly turns the knob, and the door opens with a creak.

eulena walks closer behind riki to peer into the bathroom, where her heart sinks to the bottom of her stomach when her eyes fall onto kaewon, huddled beside the bathtub. his hair was black and shaggy, clothed in a black t-shirt and black jeans. gray socks adorned his feet, she could see. his mouth was held shut with a strip of gray duct tape, a line of rope tightly bounding his wrists together in front of him. his eyelids were closed shut.

eulena felt everything flood her memory all at once, her muscles frozen in their place. she could do nothing but stare at him, the unfamiliar but all-too familiar figure of a boy she gave her heart too that some years ago. shaky hands go up to her mouth to cover her parting lips. “kaewon,” she whispers, her vision quickly becoming blurry with spilling tears.

“what…” she mumbles, already feeling hot tears roll down her reddened cheeks. she quickly runs over to crouch beside the boy, eyes scanning his vulnerable figure. she places her hand on his shoulder and the other on his arm, helpless eyes searching his face. “what… what did you do to him?” she asks with a break in her voice, feeling her lip tremble as tears slipped past her nose into her mouth.

“eulena.” riki begins, going to stand beside the opposite side of his bathtub. “eulena listen to me.” she could hear the sadness in his voice and she knew he was crying too.

“i’m fucking listening, riki!” she snaps at him, voice loud and forced, throwing her head back to glare at him. “just spit it out.”

riki swallows the dryness in his throat and shuffles nervously in his spot. his hand goes to cover his mouth, a single tear threatening to run down his cheek. “i—i didn’t want to keep him here. like this. it was never my intention and i didn’t want this in the first place. if i didn’t do it, he would’ve killed me. he would’ve killed both of us.”

“who? who do you fucking keep referring to, riki?” she spits at him, her eyes red and glassed over with overwhelming emotion. “i’m getting real tired of these fucking guessing games—”

“look, he—he faked the car crash. and and… and then he decided it was a good idea to knock kaewon out and drag him into my house so it looks like i’m the monster. you see that blood stain on the door? kaewon was struggling and he didn’t like that, so before we brought him in here he cut a gnash into his arm. okay, okay? all because,” riki chuckles dryly. “all because he’s fucking in love with you, and he thinks if he got rid of kaewon and made everyone else but him look like freaks, that you’ll run into his arms, and—”

“shut your fucking. mouths.” eulena is cut off by an all too familiar voice that looms in the doorway, and she can’t bring herself to turn around and look. she knew who it was and it brought an uncomfortable tingle to crawl up her spine, queasiness to rise into her throat. anger was welling up inside of her, and she clenches her jaw harshly and let’s her eyes flutter closed to listen. she squeezes kaewon’s shoulder, and if she listened close enough, she could hear the faint sounds of him breathing.

“heeseung,” eulena hears riki nervously chuckle from behind her. “put—put the gun down. let’s just talk about this.”

“riki, i’m sorry.” jake’s voice. “this wasn’t how i planned this going down. he interrogated me. i—”

eulena hears a sharp thud sound and a whine emit from jake. whacked in the stomach with a gun. she hears heeseung breathily chuckle. “aw, shut your trap. bunch of fucking morons. now i can’t trust either of you, can i? always running your fucking mouths. can’t keep secrets worth a shit.”

eulena whips her head around to peer at the boy in the doorway, where her eyes lock with his. heeseung’s gun points towards her and he’s smirking, his black hair sticking to his forehead sweat and draping around the gold hoops in his ears. the black long sleeve draping his lanky frame sticks to his abdomen with sweat. the color was drained from his face, and he licks his bottom lip.

jake is now sitting on the bathroom floor, his back pushed up against riki’s bathroom closet. he hugs his legs to his chest and wraps an arm around his torso. he’s watching eulena with desperate eyes, his lips turned down into a frown. “what the fuck is wrong with you?” eulena cries, eyebrows furrowed as she turns her body to face his. “are you insane?!”

“watch your mouth, eulena.” heeseung mumbles, the smirk on his lip falling down into a straight line. “i’ve got a gun in my hands, you know.” he raises his eyebrows at her tauntingly.

“heeseung, heeseung why?” eulena whispers through sobs, snaking her arm around kaewon’s waist and rests her forehead against his shoulder, her eyelids pressing together. “why would you want to do this?”

heeseung lowers his gun and goes to pinch the skin between his eyebrows, letting a small sigh escape from his lips. “eulena. you’re making this really hard for me.”

the blond girl lifts her head from kaewon’s shoulder to gawk at the tall boy in the doorway. “what is so hard about that question, you asshole? you think i don’t deserve an answer?”

“fine.” the boy blurts harshly, looking up at eulena and clenches his jaw. “since we’re all gathered here today, i might as well just give you the inside scoop, hmm?”

“just tell her, heeseung.” riki snaps from the corner of the bathroom, back against the wall and arms crossed over his chest.

heeseung waves his gun in riki’s direction. “i don’t wanna hear shit from you.” he chuckles from behind his chapped lips and starts walking towards eulena and crouches down in front of her, elbows resting on top of his knees. “let’s start with these two shitheads, shall we?” he whispers to the blond girl, eyebrows raised. “well. let’s see. they’re like fucking dogs, eulena. panting, crying, pawing at your fucking feet. and what do you do? you feed them dog treats. and what do they do? they keep coming back for more fucking dog treats, eulena. but what about me? you think i don’t want a dog treat too? but what do i get. overlooked. while these two slobber over you like a bitch in heat and you just marinate in it. fucking pathetic.”

he then turns his head to look over at riki, who’s glaring daggers in him intently. a smirk spreads to the corner of heeseung’s lips. he pushes the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows. “i mean, really, eulena?” heeseung whispers with widened eyes, gazing at the girl as he waves his gun in riki’s direction. “you’re all over this pathetic runt who’s got the maturity of a five year old. but you don’t even turn your head in my direction?” he lets a dry chuckle fall from his lips. he exhales, gripping eulena’s chin in his fingers before slowly straightening up to his feet. “guess you’re no different than they are, huh?”

“you’re just butthurt because i never looked at you in that way. that’s all this is.” eulena states firmly, her hands trembling with anger. she wasn’t afraid of him, even if he was holding a gun. heeseung slowly backs up, his tongue rolling against the inside of his cheek as he watches eulena stand to her feet. “and you know what?” she begins, walking towards him slowly until his back hits the wall. she lowers her eyebrows at him, eyes glossed over and lips pursed into a straight line. “no one will ever ever love a fucking psychopath like you, heeseung.” she points her finger into his chest and watches his jaw clench with anger.

in that moment, eulena is suddenly thrown into the floor with a harsh push to her shoulders, her figure sliding against the old hardwood and her head bangs the side of the bathtub. her mind goes fuzzy.

“don’t put your fucking hands on her,” eulena hears riki growl from behind her, before a pair of shoes are heard skidding across the floor towards him.

“riki, don’t!” eulena hears jake, and she concludes he’s holding the boy back from throwing a punch at heeseung. “you’re gonna— you’re gonna get us killed!”

“oh no, yeah, riki, please do punch me.” eulena hears heeseung’s teasing voice from behind her. “i was planning on getting red in the snow tonight anyway. might as well speed things up, right?”

eulena’s vision is blurry, and her muscles ache as she tries to move. she winces, the boy’s bickering voices becoming a muffled ringing in her ears. she blinks the wetness from her eyes and lifts her head up slowly and subtly from off the floor, eyes scanning around frantically for anything in her vicinity that could possibly be used as a weapon. and that’s when her eyes land on it: a short, plastic stool that leads up into riki’s heightened shower stall.

she knows her time is limited, and before she can even glance back at what is happening behind her, she slowly begins crawling across the floor towards the stool. she hears sneakers scuff behind her, and in panic, she whips her head around. jake stands over her, his arms outstretched towards her. “give it to me!” he whispers harshly to eulena with frantic eyes, his brown hair falling into his face and sticking to his forehead.

eulena quickly registers what’s happening and grabs for the stool, not even noticing heeseung is holding a gun up to riki’s neck. she tosses it up into jake’s hands, and he takes a deep breath. he sneaks up behind heeseung before lifting the stool up above his head. “sorry, buddy.” he whispers, before knocking the hard plastic into the back of the boy’s head with a thud. the trio all watch in horror as heeseung’s gun clatters to the ground, before his body shortly falls after. unconscious.

silence suddenly engulfs the three of them, and riki pants heavily from his spot against the wall. “is he gonna.. wake up?” he whispers after a few seconds, glancing over at eulena with flushed cheeks.

“i got him.” jake mumbles, approaching the boy’s limp body and starts reaching for his arm in an attempt to lift him up. “someone help, he’s heavy.” riki pushes himself away from the wall and grabs heeseung’s other arm, his head hanging down from his spine. jake wraps his arm over his shoulder and grips his waist with his other hand, holding the boy up. “okay, i got him. i’m gonna take him down to the police station. eulena, toss me his gun.”

the girl climbs to her feet before reaching for the boy’s gun on the floor, tossing it into jake’s outstretched hand. “thanks,” the boy pants with reddening cheeks, tucking it into the pocket of his denim cargo pants.

riki hugs his arms to his chest nervously, teeth nibbling on the skin of his bottom lip. he throws a glance over to eulena standing beside him. “w-what are we gonna do?”

“well,” jake huffs, attempting to walk towards the door with heeseung’s limp body glued to his side. “take care of kaewon. take him up to the hospital, alright? he’s just taken some sedatives that’ll wear off in a few hours. i’ll meet you guys there soon.”

eulena throws her head over to glance at a still sleeping kaewon. “but..” a worried look takes over her facial features.

jake makes his way to riki’s open bathroom door, halfway standing in it before nodding his head and parting his lips to speak. he adjusts heeseung’s weight over him. “just go. hurry, please. it’ll be fine. catch you guys later.” he says before hauling heeseung into the living room and towards riki’s front door with frantic breaths.

and just like that, he’s gone.

— HEEEELLOOOOOOO :-) guys guys. how are we feelin how are you feelin??!!!?? DID ANYONE SEE IT COMING??!!? eheh >:) this chapter was so fun to write i really hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as i loved writing it :( can you guys BELIEVE heeseung though like. woah… FNDBDB there will be ONE MORE chapter after this one as a conclusion!! so stay tuned ;-) thank you guys so much for reading and and i appreciate everyone’s support through this lil short story. please like, reblog, or interact if you enjoyed it!! until next time <3

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red snow | nishimura riki.

characters ⟿ nishimura riki x female oc, rest of enhypen

genre ⟿ romance, horror, thriller, fluff, heavy angst

warnings ⟿ underage smoking, violence, swearing

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three

chapter four | chapter five.

— chapter four.

the gray, foggy sky had stopped sprinkling its white glitter over the town of seoul in the next following days, leaving its shimmery blanket of snow atop the soil to slowly dip its fingers into the wet, hydrated ground.

curls of white air spilled from between eulena’s chapped lips as she hugs her black fitted coat against her body, letting out a teeth-chattering exhale. the heels of her satin boots click against the iced sidewalk leading up to the diner she’s quickly approaching, slipping her green knitted beanie off of her blond curls before swinging the glass door open and stepping inside.

her eyes immediately scan the bustling restaurant for her boyfriend, jake sim, who told her minutes before he was located by the window with the ugly potted plant beside it. she spots the top of his coffee-colored hair in the corner of the establishment, immediately letting her chest deflate with an exhale she didn’t know she was holding in. the heels of her boots click against the checkerboard tile below her, the faint sounds of a 70s record plays from the old juke box settled beside the door.

she makes her way towards the red booth, jake lifting his head from his sushi dish when he spots her approaching. “mm!” he hums with sushi between his cheeks, lifting both of his arms up in the air and stares at her with raised eyebrows. eulena snorts, shoving her fists into her coat pockets before sliding herself into the seat across from the eating boy.

“hello to you too,” she replies softly with a half smile on her red glossed lips, her blond hair curled and swooping around the frame of her blushed cheeks. she clears her throat and nods over towards him. “sushi?”

“yeah,” jake replies bluntly while he finishes swallowing his large bite. he scoots the plastic container over across the black wooden table and quirks a brow at the girl, swallowing harshly before parting his lips to speak. “do you want some?”

the young girl shakes her head softly and furrows her dark, trimmed eyebrows towards the dish. “no it’s okay.” she turns her head to peer over at the front counter, lip swiftly sliding between her teeth. “i might just order a coffee.”

“okay, babe.” jake replies with another face-full of sushi, placing his chopsticks down on the table and grabs the napkin settled under his plate to wipe off his fingers. “did you study for your chem final last night?” he asked, words muffled from the bulges of raw fish settled between his cheeks and he furrows his eyebrows.

eulena shakes her head swiftly and swallows slowly in her throat, teeth nibbling on the skin of her bottom lip as she peers down at his sushi container in remembrance of the events last night. “no… riki came over.” she mumbles, outstretching her arm to place her elbow on the table and her chin in her palm, lip jutted out into a pout.

jake studies her confusingly as he finishes chewing. he leans back to settle his back against the booth. “what did he want?” he asks her, strands of his slicked back hair falling neatly into his eyes.

“i just…” eulena sighs longingly, eyes fixated on jake’s sushi platter. “i was kinda… left alone and i wanted some company.” jake narrows his eyes at her, a playful curve hiking up the side of his pink lips.

“you’re not still mad about yesterday, are you?” he asks in a quiet, low voice, chin tilting down at the girl as the silver hoops in his ears catch the light illuminating harshly down on the pair.

she shrugs softly. “maybe..” she whispers, tapping the edges of her red fingernails against her cheek. jake let’s a small sigh escape from his lips, settling his napkin down on the table and lifts his back from the booth, adjusting in his spot before reaching his hand across the table to touch her arm.

“hey,” he begins softly, eyebrows raised at the girl. “i’m sorry. maybe i’m just confused.”

eulena blinks up at him, lips pursed into a straight line. “about what?”

“i just..” jake slouches his shoulders, sliding his hand off the table and let’s his back hit the red plastic of the booth seat again. he catches his lip slowly between his teeth. “i just don’t understand. i just feel like you should be over it by now.”

a rise of what felt like anger conjures up into the pit of eulena’s stomach, and she studies the boy’s emotionless face for a few seconds before parting her lips. “you obviously don’t understand how much kaewon meant to me. he’s fucking dead. no, i’m not going to be over it, jake.”

a red tint rises to jake’s cheeks and he swallows the moisture in his throat before clearing it. “i- okay,” he chuckles nervously, “i shouldn’t have said that, i-”

“we dated for three years.” eulena begins again, her voice soft but her tone was firm. “and then the stupid fucking shithead news says he dies in a car crash when his body wasn’t even sighted. i lay awake every night terrified by the fact no one has any idea where his body is. we couldn’t even have…” she takes a sharp inhale, before tears begin welling up in her eyes. “.. a proper funeral.”

“h-hey,” jake softly mumbles, not sure how to handle the situation. he leans his body slowly into the table to stretch both of his arms across it to wrap his hands around eulena’s arm. “it’s okay. i get it now. i totally understand-”

��his body could be mangled in some shrub across town or something,” she continues, a small tear beginning to run slowly down her cheek. she slides her arm off the table and away from jake’s hands, where he pats the table awkwardly. “he could be- he could be floating. floating around in some dirty fucking lake for a year and nobody would ever know-”

“eulena.” jake raises his voice slightly and straightens his back up, elbows resting on the table and he folds his hands together in front of him. “you’re stressing yourself out, i think. he was probably thrown into a ditch from the impact-”

“then where’s his body?” eulena furrows her eyebrows angrily at the boy, eyes glossy as she crosses her arms over her chest. “where is it, jake?”

the boy chuckles nervously, licking his lip briefly before settling it between his teeth. his eyes avert to a spot on the black table to avoid eye contact. “i..” he raises his eyebrows. “beats me,” he forces a quick, anxious chuckle out and let’s a half smile curve to his lips, quickly grabbing the styrofoam cup beside his sushi plate and sucks on the straw rather fervently.

blood rushes to eulena’s cheeks and she starts bouncing her leg under the table. with narrowed eyes pointing daggers into jake’s soul, she clenches her jaw and parts her lips slowly to speak. “you know something.” she says in a hushed tone, trying to control the anger built up in her system.

his eyes immediately avert to hers, pausing his intense straw sucking on the empty contents of his drink. he raises his brows, before slowly sliding his lips away from his cup. “i… do not. i don’t. why would you even say that?”

her eyes quickly dart down to his ring-clad fingers that were wrapped around the cup, his knuckles turning white. she looks back up at him, swallowing the lump in her throat. “you and riki.” she blurts, pointing her chin up in a way to convince herself she’s confident in her statement. “you and riki know something that you’re not telling me.”

“don’t be silly, eulena baby.” jake nervously chuckles again, his face draining of color. he sets his cup back onto the table and shifts uncomfortably in his seat. “you know what i think you need?” he drums the table quickly with his palms. “a nice, hot coffee to clear your head.” he slowly stands to his feet with a long exhale, hands going to dig into his pockets to fetch his wallet. “and i’ll get one for you. cream and sugar?”

“i don’t,” eulena’s voice cracks as she lets her head fall into her hands. “i don’t need… coffee.” she runs her hands down her face and raises her eyebrows up at jake, a tired chuckle escaping her slightly parted lips. “i just want you to tell me what you know. please.”

“uh,” jake licks his lips again, finally pulling out his wallet and flips through it awkwardly. “you know what,” he mumbles frustratedly as he shakes his head. “the coffee is cheap here. i’m gonna go get one for myself.” he leans over the table to place a quick kiss to the top of eulena’s head, before quickly walking away from the table and towards the front counter.

eulena can’t help the tears that fall past her eyelids, letting her head fall back into her palms. her leg was bouncing with overwhelming anxiousness, her temples throbbing. she’s never been more angry and confused in her life, head swimming with any possible scenario that could have carried out with kaewon. heck, she couldn’t even fathom what actually probably happened to him. the next move she made was completely one she didn’t even think about, immediately getting up from the table and quickly walking towards the front doors of the diner.

before jake even had a chance to turn his head at the sound of the door bell chiming as it opened, eulena was briskly heading down the sidewalk. she didn’t wanna see jake’s face ever again, she wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. he knew something about kaewon that she didn’t, and it made her blood boil. even though the possibility that riki was in on it too did cross her mind, all she could think about in the harsh, chilly weather was walking to his house. why didn’t it bother her that riki might be a suspect too?

luckily, the boy’s small house wasn’t too far from their neighborhood diner. frantic breaths spilled from between her lips and painted the air white, fists clenched hard into her pockets as she turns the last corner. his house was just up a steep, snowy hill, and she told herself, you can do it.

her legs ached with each crunch her boot made against the powdered ground, lifting herself up the side of the hill. she winced, her knees burning with pain before she finally made her final steps up the snowy slope.

the lump in her throat was growing, her legs numb as she slowly approached the steps of the boy’s house. tears blurred her vision and she could barely make out the sight of riki quickly opening his front door and stepping outside, closing the door behind him and trudging down the steps towards her.

“eulena?” his voice squeaks out, his white puffed coat zipped all the way up to his chin. his hair wasn’t styled, loosely curling and sticking up all over the place. the girl presses her eyelids together and quickly throws her arms around his neck, burying her face into the curve of his throat.

he blinks slowly, processing the situation before slowly wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. he rests his chin on top of her shoulder and furrows his dark eyebrows. “what’s wrong?” he whispers to her.

“i don’t wanna see jake’s face ever again.” she sobs into his coat, voice muffled from the fabric. “he’s.. he’s a big dumb liar. and i don’t even care- i don’t care if you’re a big dumb liar too.” riki’s heartbeat races in his ears, slowly licking his chapped lips before lifting himself away from her and places his hands on both of her shoulders.

“what are you talking about?”

“can we go inside and talk about it?” eulena asks softly, wiping her teary eyes with the sleeve of her black coat. “i’m cold.”

“well,” riki clears his throat, quickly turning his head around to glance back at his house. “my grandma is home. she doesn’t like when i have people over.”

“then we’re going to my place.” she quickly replies before grabbing riki’s arm and starts trudging through the snow, pulling him behind her.

“can you just tell me what’s happening?”

“we’ll talk in my room.”

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riki leans his back into the small wooden desk against the wall of eulena’s room, right across from her bed. his arms hold his weight as he grips the end of the wooden table with both of his hands, the top of his black tennis shoe tapping anxiously against the floor. eulena sits on the edge of her bed facing the boy, hugging her knees to her chest as her eyes fixate into a daze on the floor, irises glossed over.

the sound of her slow ceiling fan pulsates into riki’s ears as he studies the girl with a clenched jaw, finally letting out a long exhale in the silence. “what happened at the diner, rhee?” he asks her softly, going to cross his arms over his chest.

the girl lifts her head up, eyes still fixated on her carpet. she slowly licks her glossed lips, strands of her blond hair sticking to the sweat of her blushed cheeks. “jake is a….” she begins quietly. “…. a big dumb liar.”

“why are you saying that?”

a few more swishes of the ceiling fan clashes with the silence of eulena’s small room. “riki, don’t act stupid.” the boy looks at her, teeth nibbling on the skin of his bottom lip. he doesn’t reply.

“i let him know. i was still mad at him about yesterday. and… he just acted weird the whole time. i told him the whole kaewon story still fucks with me and i asked him where his body is, just as like, a general question out of frustration. and then he acted super weird and wouldn’t tell me anything.” her voice gives out at the end as her bottom lip begins to tremble. “i just want to know what the fuck is going on.”

riki let’s his eyes linger on the saddened girl for a moment or two, before sighing shakily through his nose and walks towards her, cupping her cheeks in his hands and lifts her head up to look at him, swiping the pieces of hair stuck to her face behind her ears gently. she lets him do it, glossy eyes flickering up between his own. and for a second, as she glances down at his plush, chapped lips, she wonders what’d it’d feel like to press them into her own. “riki.” she whispers. “i know you know something too. but i don’t know why i’m not mad at you. i just want you to.. hold me.”

riki let’s his lips fall into frown, arms going down to wrap them around her waist so she stands to her feet. she wraps her arms around his neck and he leans her body down towards the bed, where they both fall to their side against the mattress, arms still embracing the other.

“i’m sorry,” he whispers against the skin of her neck, her eyelids fluttering shut. “i’m sorry.”

“you make me feel better.” she whispers back, wedging her chin between the junction of his shoulder and neck. “even though i know you shouldn’t.” a small gasp emits from her lips when she feels the faintest peck against the skin of her neck.

“s-sorry,” riki mumbles, and eulena can feel the heat that rises into his cheeks. “i- i don’t know why i did that.”

“it’s okay,” eulena whispers, throwing her leg over riki’s. “if you keep doing it it’ll make me forget all about how much of a psycho you might be.”

at her words, riki starts leaving small pecks against her neck and goosebumps arise on top of her skin, “i’m sorry..” he mumbles against her, slowly moving his body to hover over her as he holds his weight up by placing both of his arms by her head. his lips move up to her cheek, where the kisses are deeper. “i’m sorry.. i didn’t want to..”

eulena sighs shakily, squeezing her eyelids closed as she clasps her fingers at the nape of his neck. “riki…shh.” he’s innocent, he’s innocent. the boy i care about most would never do anything to hurt me.

he lifts his head up from her cheek to peer down at her, his own eyes glossed over. strands of his raven locks flutter down from his forehead. “i really care about you. i’m sorry.”

“riki… stop..” block it out.

he leans his weight on his left arm to lift up his other one, going to brush a strand of eulena’s hair out of her face. “you are so pretty.” he whispers, and eulena’s cheeks flush red. “i want to kiss you.” he says almost inaudibly, and eulena snorts at his statement. her ears redden, and a curve hikes up the corner of her lips as her eyes observe riki’s facial features.

“you are kissing me.”

“n-no, i mean like,” he takes a shaky inhale, closing his eyes for a brief second. “like.. like your lips.” he whispers, and eulena can see the color run to his cheeks.

“are you trying to distract me? from the fact you have something to do with my ex-boyfriend being missing?” she whispers, her smile widening and her eyebrows raising.

“n-no…” he furrows his eyebrows down at her, his breaths becoming shaky. “yes and no…?”

eulena let’s a brief chuckle escape her lips before licking them, eyes flickering down to the boy’s own pair. “if i didn’t like you so much i wouldn’t be allowing this right now.”

riki’s eyes widen as his cheeks flush even brighter. “you like me?” his voice squeaks, and eulena lifts her head up from her pillow to catch his lips between her own.

she almost felt like she was losing touch with her reality, her brain not quite registering the severity of the situation. that or she just didn’t care anymore, her brain feeling numb and heavy inside her own skull, and she almost had forgotten just what the heck she was doing here.

his lips were soft, and the kiss was gentle. it wasn’t fast; their lips brushing against each other before pressing their mouths deeply together, lightly letting their lips brush against each other again. it gave eulena an adrenaline rush, a small breathy giggle spilling from between her lips, feeling her face heat up by the second. “eulena,” riki pants against her lips, and the girl hums below him. “your lips are chapped but i like it.”

eulena groans, hitting the boy softly on the shoulder. he smiles as he presses his lips into her cheek to kiss the burning skin softly, eyes fluttering shut as he kept his lips there. “your cheeks are so warm for me.” he whispers, and eulena groans out of annoyance again and whines a quick, stop. “me, for me. i would have never thought this day would come.”

“please shut up.”

“and i’m getting your pretty gloss all over my lips. i feel like i’m gonna explode.” smooch.

“i’m gonna hit you.” smooch.

the shrill ring of her black telephone sitting on her bedside table startles the two of them, and suddenly, eulena remembers why she’s here. her heart pounds inside her chest as the pair stare at each other nervously, and riki quickly climbs off of the girl so she can sit up and grab the phone. she swallows thickly in her throat, her voice shaky when she answers. “hello?” she’s suddenly met with jake’s frantic voice.

“eulena, i know you’re with riki. he is not what he makes himself out to be. there’s something i need to show you. meet me at his place in thirty. please.”

the color drains from eulena’s face and she blinks, parting her lips for a second before letting them fall closed. she slowly sets the phone back down on the receiver, taking a long shaky inhale before regret fills the pit of her stomach. she knew it was coming, but something inside of her wanted riki to be innocent. maybe that’s why she came here.

riki’s eyes widen as he sits across from the girl, hugging his knees close against his chest. “who was it? what’d they say?” eulena glances over at him and notices her sticky red gloss smudged over his lips and cheek. regret.

“eulena, please.”

oh riki, you don’t want to know.

— EHEGEGFJDBSJDFHDH AAAH CHAPTER FOUR T-T chapter four. chapter four…… is complete. i bled i sweat i cried.. all over my screen. THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE AAGH so tired.. vision is blurry.. BUT ANYWAY. i really hope you guys enjoyed this update!! jake is in on it too???? hell yeah he is suckuhs B-) heheh if you liked this chapter please like, reblog, or interact if you can!! the last chapter of this series will be coming shortly so pls anticipate it!! thanks for reading and all of your support <33 MUAH <33

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red snow | nishimura riki.

characters ⟿ nishimura riki x female oc, rest of enhypen

genre ⟿ romance, horror, thriller, fluff, heavy angst

warnings ⟿ underage smoking, violence, swearing

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three

— chapter three.

“riki!” the young boy’s long eyelashes flutter open when he hears the sound of an old women’s voice wake him from his slumber. the faint sound of the kitchen telephone rings faintly behind her weary voice. “riki get the phone!”

the young boy groans, slowly sitting up from his silk pillow and he rubs his puffy eyes with his knuckles, the draft from the slightly opened window brushes its dainty fingers against his skin and goosebumps arise on his exposed arms. “coming..” he mumbles barely audible enough for his grandmother to even hear. he swings his legs over his creaky bed and saunters slowly over towards the window, the cloth of his white socks sliding against the old hardwood of his floor.

he pulls his window frame down slowly, air filling up inside his lungs as he takes a deep breath, his mouth opening with a tired yawn and he squeezes his eyes shut. “riki, can you hear me?!”

he mutters strings of curse words under his breath as he quickly approaches his bedroom door, his jet black hair sticking up in places and glueing itself to his sweaty, rosy cheeks. he makes his way down his squeaky staircase, running a hand over the wooden banister as he does so. his nose is instantly hit with the sour aroma of a cigarette brand he absolutely despises, scrunching up his nose as he gloomily walks into the small entryway of his dim kitchen.

his grandma sits in her blue nightgown at the wooden dining table, a red mug of coffee by her elbow as she reads the newspaper that’s laid on top of the table’s surface. she perches a cigarette between her lips and puffs out it’s smoke, it’s swirling curls dancing in the flickering fluorescent kitchen lights. the shrill sound of the telephone still rings in riki’s ears, and he watches as his grandmother knits her thin eyebrows together and gives riki an irritated look. “get the phone, please.” she says before taking another huff of her cigarette.

riki nods at his grandmother before placing his fists into the pockets of his plaid pajama pants, tongue sliding over his chapped lips as he begins towards the white phone on the wall. the checkerboard tiles of his floor squeak under his footsteps. “hello?” he mumbles into the phone, eyelashes fluttering closed as he leans his side into the wall.

“riki. i have a question.”

his heart suddenly begins racing at the familiar, silky voice of eulena speaking into his ear, eyes snapping open as he adjusts his position against the wall and he clears his throat. “hi, hi. uh yeah, what is it?”

“can you come over? i’m bored and i have no one to hang out with today.”

as if his heart couldn’t beat any faster. “uh,” he furrows his thick eyebrows and runs a quick hand through his disheveled curls. “yeah, sure. is jake not there with you?”

“he’s out. out doing guy stuff. with his guy friends. i figured you’d be doing nothing today, like usual so. let’s hang.”

riki rolls his eyes and let’s his head rest against the wall. “shut up, rhee. maybe - maybe i am busy today. how would you know i wasn’t?”

“you just woke up, didn’t you? your voice sounds all groggy and sleep deprived.”

“that’s not important.” he croaks into the phone and his heart flutters as eulena replies with a breathy giggle.

“you’re a cute one, you lil’ stinker. now are you coming over or not? your grandma better let you or i’ll fight her myself. it’ll take like one punch and she’ll be out cold.”

“yeah, i’m coming over.” riki sighs, eyes observing the expanse of his kitchen in thought. he lets his bottom lip slide out from between his teeth before a small little smirk hikes up the side of his lips and he lowers his voice. “you wanna hang out with me that bad?”

“shut up. be here in ten.” eulena says with a monotone lilt in her voice before hanging up the phone. riki let’s a small sigh slip from between his lips before chuckling and standing himself upright, placing the phone back on the wall.

“was that a girl?” his grandmother mumbles from her spot at the table, her slender fingers flipping the pages of her newspaper.

“i’ll be back by dinner.” riki replies, before approaching the dining table and grabbing his black coat that was thrown over one of the wooden, paint-chipped chairs. his grandmother peers up at him over the rim of her thin framed glasses as he slips it over his arms.

“where are you going? you know what,” she looks back down at her newspaper and takes another huff of her cigarette. “i don’t wanna know. just be back by dinner.”

“i will,” riki mumbles, quickly zipping up his coat before reaching for his black gloves on the marble counter. there’s no more words spoken after that, slipping his black boots on by the door before heading out into the snow.

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eulena’s room was chilly and dim, the only light present was illuminating from a black lace embroidered lamp that sat neatly between two potted plants on her white - painted nightstand. it wasn’t the first time riki’s been in her room; only once before and that’s when jake, heeseung and himself were over for a night of board games and cold pizza.

“hello..” riki mumbles as he slowly opens her room door, eyes landing on the girl who sits with her knees to her chest and back against her bed frame. she seemed to be flipping through a magazine. her head snaps up towards the boy walking in, immediately pulling her black silk dress down over her knees.

“hi.” she replies to him as she flashes him a sad, darkly glossed lip - smile, eyes peering up through her bouncy curtain bangs. the boy slips his coat off and throws it over the end of her quilt covered mattress, sitting himself down on the edge of it to peel off his shoes. he takes a glance over at her and a smile curves to his lips.

“who are you all dolled up for?” he asks her softly, eyes catching glance of her white frilly socks as she straightens her legs over the bed and crosses her feet over each other. she lets an exaggerated sigh slip through her lips, folding her magazine closed and plops it down on the spot next to her.

“for god.” she replies, letting her head fall back against her wooden headboard. she intertwines her ring - clad fingers together on top of her lap as she blinks at riki through long, mascara coated eyelashes. her lips are pursed into a line as she stares at him dully.

“i’m more commonly referred to as riki, but i appreciate such a thoughtful sentiment.” he tells her, adjusting his spot so he’s sitting criss-cross in front of her. his back is hunched as he lets his hands fall into his lap.

she kicks his knee lightly with her foot, rolling her eyes as she lets her head roll to the side to gaze out of her small, round window. “you’re not funny.” she mumbles, teeth going to nibble on the skin of her glossed lip.

“you look sad.” riki begins, cocking his head to the side to gaze at her. he grabs her foot and shakes it gently, before she finally rolls her head back forward to look at him lazily. “what’s on your mind?”

“well for one.” she mumbles, eyes glancing down at his legs. “the fact you’re still wearing those god awful pajama pants is making me depressed.”

riki let’s his mouth fall agape dramatically. “can you not. my grandma gave me these for christmas.”

“yeah like, four years ago. aren’t you going through puberty now? i think it’s time to throw those away, you’re a growing boy.”

riki rolls his tongue over the inside of his cheek and narrows his eyes at her. “are you on your period?” he asks her, and she kicks his knee again.

“i am not.” she mumbles irritatedly, and riki snickers to himself. she rolls her head back towards the window again, eyes following the slowly falling snow that soon dusts the wet ground. “i’m just.. kind of upset.”

riki studies her thoughtfully before swallowing in his throat, knitting his eyebrows together before parting his lips. “do you want to talk about it?”

he watches as her throat moves with a slow swallow, eyes still observing the scenery outside of her window in thought. “yeah it’s just.. it’s kind of stupid, but it’s about jake.”

riki climbs over the bed to plop over next to eulena, sliding his back against the headboard to copy her position. “oh good, did he finally screw up?” he asks as he adjusts the pillow behind him so he can rest his back against it.

“no..” eulena mumbles, looking down as she begins to pick at her nails. she hears riki mumble a small, aww. “you know how.. like.. okay so.” she looks up at the ceiling and fidgets in her spot. she licks her lips slightly before speaking again. “sometimes, i have these episodes. about kaewon.. the memories just kind of flood back into my brain and i can’t handle it and i start to kind of.. get upset and cry and stuff.. right?”

“mhm.” riki croaks, eyebrows knitting together as he studies her facial features thoughtfully.

“well,” eulena sighs. “earlier this morning before he left, i had one. and usually i like to be comforted and talked to and you know, have someone with me to get me through it. but he kind of just.. didn’t even talk to me. he ignored me.. i mean, all he said was ‘hey, it’s okay. it’ll be over soon.’ and then left me in my room crying while he walked out the door to go hangout with heeseung.”

riki swallows slowly in his throat, eyes flickering towards her pink quilt in thought. eulena parts her lips again in reply to the silence. “i know, it’s stupid. i just can’t be anything other than upset.” she says softly, before sitting up in her spot and lifting her hands to her face to press her fingertips against her closed eyes.

riki averts his attention back to her, quickly lifting his back up from the pillow that settled between the headboard and him, scooting his rear end up against it before outstretching his hand to rest it on her back. “hey..” he mumbles, running his hand down her spine. “hey, it’s not stupid. that was a really shitty thing he did.” he says softly in an attempt to help, knitting his eyebrows together as he studied her carefully. “he should’ve been more attentive. you have the right to be upset. you should’ve just called me, i would’ve treated you better, you know.”

he hears a small sniff from behind eulena’s hands. “i would’ve came over sooner and…” he begins, watching his hands movements on her back. “and made you some warm tea.. and played with your hair and… let you cry into my big, strong arms and get mascara all over my shirt..”

eulena snorts at this, before letting a small chuckle escape from her lips. she lifts her head up to glare playfully at riki, her mascara already smudging around her eyes. “you’re so full of shit. you would’ve done the same thing. both you and jake have been acting weird lately when i bring up kaewon.”

riki’s heart begins to race up in his throat. his hand suddenly pauses on top of her back, and he parts his dry lips before mumbling. “w-what do you mean?”

eulena scoffs, before letting her head fall back into her hands and she shakes it softly. “nevermind. i think i’m just making stuff up now.” riki let’s a relieved exhale escape from his lips unconsciously, and he clears his throat right after in case she caught onto him. “let’s.. let’s change the subject.”

riki removes his hand from her back and let’s it fall back into his lap. “okay…” he smiles softly, reaching over to tuck a strand of her bangs behind her ear. “have you bought any new records lately—”

“can you just hold me while i cry? i can feel it coming.” eulena interrupts and her voice wavers at the end of her sentence, her jaw clenched as she peers over at riki with sad, glossed over eyes. riki’s heart thumps in his ears and he swallows quickly before outstretching his arms.

“yeah, eulena. come here.” immediately after his words she falls right into him, knocking him over. his back falls against the mattress and she wraps her arms tightly around his torso and her legs around his thighs. riki giggles quietly, blinking slowly to process the situation before letting his fingers lace through her hair.

he can hear tiny sobs escape her lips as her cheek presses into his chest, her grip tight around his torso. he sighs slowly, his eyes studying the engraved designs of her ceiling. “let it out, rhee, let it out…” he mumbles under his breath as she lets out more hushed sobs.

“riki..” she sniffs, her voice hushed and wobbly. riki’s heart squeezes in his chest as he scratches gently at her scalp.

“yes?”

“i don’t think kaewon died the way they say he did.” she mumbles against the cloth of his black muscle tee, and the raven haired boy swallows slowly.

“why do you say that?” he asks quietly, trying to hide the nervousness laced into his tone.

“because..” she begins, lifting her head up to rest her chin on top of his chest, her gaze meeting his. her mascara was running down her cheeks. “they say it was a car crash, but his body was nowhere to be found. not to mention there was no blood anywhere.” her eyebrows are raised and riki tilts his chin down to look at her better, watching as another black tear travels down her cheek.

he sniffs lightly from his nose, softly removing the strands of hair that were stuck to her wet cheeks. “i’m pretty sure the news specialists know what they’re talking about, eulena.” he whispers to her, thumb swiping another falling tear from her cheek.

“do they, riki?” she whispers back, her eyes flickering between his own. “i know it happened almost a year ago, but i just can’t shake the thought that he was… murdered.”

“do you hear yourself right now?” riki lifts the back of his head up from the mattress and cups her cheeks in his palms. “you sound like a crazy person. i think you’re just overthinking.” he mumbles to her with raised, dark eyebrows. “it all shouldn’t have happened. i wish that it didn’t.. if i would’ve had a choice on the subject, he’d still be alive right now.” he immediately regrets his last sentence as he watches eulena’s eyebrows slowly furrow at him in confusion. “let’s not think too much about it.” riki laughs nervously and swipes more hair away from her face, hoping the girl can’t see his reddening ears.

“okay.” eulena softly sighs, relaxing her eyebrows and juts her bottom lip out into a pout. her eyes study riki’s face thoughtfully, and after a few seconds, riki can feel heat rise to his cheeks. “the freckle on your chin is cute.” she mumbles softly, before outstretching her hand to gently poke it with her finger.

“don’t say things like that.” riki mumbles with furrowed eyebrows, his own lip jutting out into a soft pout.

eulena furrows her own eyebrows. “why?”

“you know how i feel about you..” he whispers, eyes flickering all around her face before reaching a knuckle to her bottom lip to swipe away a smudged lip gloss spot.

“that’s not gonna stop me from talking about how pretty you are.” she whispers back with raised eyebrows, and his whole body immediately heats up. “you’ve got a beautifully shaped nose on you, riki. anyone ever tell you that?”

“yeah. but you saying that just now made my heart jump up to my throat.” eulena giggles at this, before laying her cheek back down against his chest.

“you’re cute..” she whispers, and soon, the sound of heavy snow pelts against her rooftop and fills the comfortable silence that engulfs the pair.

riki could stay like this forever.

“do you wanna go play in the snow?” eulena quickly lifts her head up again and rests her chin on his chest. “if i keep laying here lost in my thoughts i’m gonna cry again.”

riki chuckles softly through his nose and lifts his head up to look down at her again. “sure. but only if you tell me i’m pretty again.” eulena snorts and climbs up off of riki, now straddling his lap.

she looks down at him and there’s a soft smirk on his lips as his eyes linger up at her and studies her thoughtfully. “don’t get ahead of yourself, little boy.”

his smirk immediately falls into a frown. “hey. can you stop making fun of my age. it hurts.” eulena scrunches her nose at him playfully before climbing off of the bed and adjusts her dress.

“okay, what about a cheek kiss?” she hears him mumble from his position on the bed, and she throws a playful glare over at him as he turns his head to tap his cheek with his finger. eulena groans.

“you’re insufferable.”

riki sits up in his spot and quirks a brow at her, puffing out his cheek in an attempt to get her to fulfill his request. she rolls her eyes with a dramatic sigh, before leaning herself over the bed and grabs his chin, quickly pressing her lips to his cheek and straightens back up. “okay, get up now. before i kick you out.”

a small gasp emits from riki as he lifts his finger to his cheek, softly touching the faint purple mark that was left from her gloss. “is there a mark?” he asks in a hushed voice and widened eyes.

“yeah. now hurry, i’m getting impatient.”

“hell, yes.” riki hoots, straightening himself up before standing on top of the bed and jumping on it a few times. “woohoo! best day ever, man.”

eulena grabs his coat from the edge of the bed and throws it at him, where he falls dramatically on top of the bed. “let’s go, you big goober.”

the two of them make it out into the thickening snow. a light purple haze envelopes the sky and illuminates the street lights, setting a light yellow haze to fall on top of the white blanketed ground. all cozy and warm in their winter coats and mittens, they end up throwing snowballs at each other under the dim street lamps.

it sure was a distraction, to both eulena and riki. nothing else mattered except each other and the snow, loud breathy laughs spilling from the pair when hit by the other. at some point, riki throws a large snowball with force at the girl, where she falls down dramatically into the powdery, thick ground. riki chuckles, quickly jogging towards the fallen girl. “hey, i’m sorry..” he says through laughter, his breath heavy and white, cheeks rosy and frost bitten. he reaches for her arm in an attempt to pull her up. “i’m so sorry, are you okay—”

bam. the victim strikes back. right to the face. eulena ends up doubling over in laughter, a white-faced riki, not so much.

darkness settles over seoul, and soon, riki’s grandmother would be concerned he wasn’t back by dinner. but what did that matter? he was too busy making snowballs with the girl he cared for most.

but what would happen when those snowballs start melting through the cracks of his fingers, and start dripping red?

i guess we’ll never know.

— HELLO wow thank you guys for your support on this story so far!! it means sooooo freakin much :-) i hope you enjoyed this update, i enjoyed writing it so much i think it’s my favorite chapter so far.. please let me know if you have any questions i like hearing from you guys <33 also, chapter four will be coming soon but in the mean time, please like, reblog, or interact if you feel it in your heart to do so! until next time <3

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