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all i want for christmas is you

pairing(s) → nishimura riki x fem!reader.

genre(s) → lots of fluff, crack, romance, high school au.

trope(s) → enemies to lovers, fake dating.

word count → 5466.

warning(s) → profanity, lots of teasing, riki is constantly flirting with the mc, childish banter, riki’s family is very nosey oops, a cute kiss.

summary → agreeing to accompany nishimura riki to a christmas party was probably the most stupid decision you made that day. or so you thought.

playlist → all i want for christmas is you by mariah carey and christmas tree by v (listen to it once the kissing scene starts <3) 

taglist → @jjikyuu @maplecornia @doievoir @geniejunn​ @hwazoned​ @w3bqrl @n1k1tty ​@namjoooonieee ​@she-is-dreaming @youreverydayzebra​@abdiitcryy @baekhyunstruly​ @heejojo @cherriruto @hime98 @luv4gyu​​ @todorokiskitten @ac-ewow @atlas-sunshine @hoonstrology @heelariously @nc-teen @youngestdelacour @mygnolia @vantxx95 @yeonwon @jensrose @deonuism

author’s note → hello !! i’m a bit late, but a very merry christmas to all those who celebrate it ♡ i hope you liked this impromptu fic that i wrote in a day AHAH feedback, as always, is appreciated :D i hope you enjoy !!

You wondered if the universe hated you and had decided to fuck you over, or if you were just plain stupid. 

Definitely the latter, you concluded as you watched the most horrifying scene you had ever witnessed unfold before your eyes. 

You probably deserved everything coming your way for trusting Nishimura Riki earlier that day, but as a wise person had once said, even a girlboss has her weak moments. 

And on the 25th of December, you were at your weakest.

Not only had your parents ditched you on Christmas to go on what they said was an urgent business trip, but had also left without so much as a goodbye.  

You’d woken up to a house as silent as the grave. For a moment, you thought you’d been sucked into the Home Alone universe, what with the way you were shouting their names like a child lost in a crowd and wondering why the fuck they weren’t answering you. 

You’d called and called and called their phones, but each time, you’d received the same monotonous response: the number you are calling is not reachable. 

The first two hours, you were in a state of absolute panic. You had no idea where your parents were and why they weren’t picking up their phones. There were no post-it notes stuck to the refrigerator, and their bed was already made. 

Where the hell were they? 

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plot: niki swears he met the girl of his dreams at the convenience store late one night- however, his discovery proves to be misguided. the "girl" he likes is actually just a really pretty boy, and he's the main vocalist of the new and wildly popular boy group of four, X_CAPE.

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chapter eleven: emo shins

"for the last time, stay away from abigail, she's mine."

"not if i get to her first."

"you bitch-"

the seemingly never-ending squabble for the fictional female continues, eventually resulting in yn losing the current battle.

he curses as riki's avatar manages to swoop in mere seconds before his can, gifting the girl a chunk of amethyst. "shit-faced ball licker." ni-ki's laugh fills his ears as he adjusts his phone's position with one hand, flipping him the bird with the other.

"that's a new one."

it's been well past an hour since they began the call, their other members preparing for bed at this point. the facetimes they have can get kind of random, but usually they'll either fall asleep watching a movie on netflix or just end up in a multiplayer game on switch. yn introduced stardew valley to riki a week or so ago, and since then they've been grinding co-op on their shared "peeniz farm". ridiculously immature, but both found the title hilarious. however, there seems to be a recurring argument over who gets a certain purple-haired character.

"she doesn't even like your gifts, all you give her is flowers."

"because i don't spend all my days in the fucking mines?! weirdo."

"who fishes and forages the whole time again?"

"me, ki. i'm the one that touches grass."

"hey."

"shut up," yn rolls his eyes exaggeratedly, finally relenting with a sigh. "whatever, you can have her. i'll just go for the emo instead, i guess."

"at last, you give up." ni-ki exhales contentedly, then frowns. "wait what emo."

"you know, the emo guy that never comes out of his room? hair looks like a bird?" yn racks his brain for the name, snapping his fingers once he gets it. "sebastian, that's it!"

"oh."

an elongated pause ensues.

on riki's side, it's due to a mild... celebration, of sorts. he has to move from the camera view in order to quietly pump his fist into the air, paired with a whispered "yesss" that has jay shooting him a weird glance as he passes by the living room. he hopes he isn't looking into the situation too much, but according to what just happened yn confirmed rather explicitly that he's into guys, which is a total win. yes, they flirt a lot, but not exclusively with each other. plus, it's not like they're being serious. they may have a close relationship, but they've never spoken about this subject before, and riki wouldn't ever make assumptions. he's not a dickbag, he doesn't think a guy's automatically gay just because he appears feminine.

don't get the kid wrong though, he's not quite gotten to finding a label for everything going on. he doesn't know what he... is, he doesn't know anything beyond the fact that he has a small, teensy-weensy crush on yn. he's had one the moment they met, it just took him a little longer to actually acknowledge it, since he's not felt this way for anyone. he hasn't told a soul about this, but clearly sunoo's pieced it together (the bitch knows EVERYTHING) and knowing him he probably let it slip to sunghoon. the others for sure have their suspicions, but they haven't fully caught on yet.

but what if he's only messing around? the possibility majes ni-ki grimace. it's not that deep, it's only a video game. this is much too complicated. does he casually inquire further, or does he leave the topic alone? dammit, decisions, decisions.

meanwhile, yn's kinda freaking on his end. he's managed to maintain a perfectly composed poker face as he shifts to lie down with his nintendo, but the silence is sloely unnerving him. did i just... unintentionally out myself... with a fucking emo? he runs a hand over his long hair, inwardly punching himself. it's okay, it's fine. why would riki judge? they're best friends, he'd never pull that kind of shit. he's nothing like him.

fuck, the overthinking's getting to him. he's ready to use an 'i was just kidding' card until his companion speaks up. "why him, though? go for a better guy, at least."

and just like that all his fears are chased away, replaced by an eased smile as he stares fondly at the boy on his phone rather than the game. "yeah? and who do you suggest?"

"i don't know, like... shane?"

"shane? you've gotta be shitting me."

"why?? what's wrong with him?!"

"what- he's a raging cunt and likes nothing but beer! not my type. incredibly not my type."

"oh?" feeling bold, riki perches his chin in his palm with a smirk, inquiringly peering at yn. "what's your type then, yn?"

immediately he returns the energy. "hm... i dunno..." he acts like he's pondering the question, despite already having a response in mind. "maybe someone like y-"

"yn is that your lychee jelly in the kitchen, 'cause otherwise i'm eating it."

kuli sticks his head im from the doorway of the jack-and-jill bathroom they share, and the moment's over as fast as it began. distracted, yn tears his gaze from niki's upon remembering his prized bucket of sweets he'd left. "touch my snacks and you're fucking dead. be right back," he excuses himself with a quick reassurance, and with that leaves two of his closest friends with each other.

kuli rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, leaning against the doorframe. "i interrupted something, didn't i."

"if you count arguing over who to go for in stardew valley, then yeah."

the corner of his lip quirks upward. "the correct answer is anyone but shane."

"...he can't be that bad."

"what- he's a raging cunt and likes nothing but beer!"

kuli's surprisingly the only other member of yn's group thar riki really got more acquainted with since being introduced. despite the amount of warnings about how "scary" he could be, kuli was the most friendly and welcoming toward him, especially when they first met. he kinda reminds niki of jungwon, to be honest (especially with the fear factor that plays into both's roles).

it definitely isn't that he doesn't like the remaining two. he just doesn't get the chance to talk to ivory a lot, and with chaeri... it's a little weird. ever since he dropped an absolute bomb with that "no repeat of last time" and conveniently forgot to elaborate, they haven't had much of a conversation. half of riki is tempted to ask about it, but the other half feels like it'd be an invasion of privacy on yn's part. it worries him from time to time, but he figures that if he hasn't been given the entire story then it isn't that important, right?

(oh how wrong he is.)

niki's mouth stretches into a satisfying yawn. it's past 11:30 by now, and he knows he's supposed to wake up early, but he refuses to be the first one to sleep. kuli laughs at him as he shakes himself awake. "just go to bed if you're tired, dude."

"i'm not tired."

"trying to hold out for longer, i see. how sweet!"

"you shut up."

"yeah, shut up." yn grins as he returns with a giant container of jellies and a white loaf in his arms, shoving kuli out of his bedroom as the older laughs and shutting the door. he moves to sit back on his mattress as the loaf jumps onto his head, giggling quietly at riki's sleepy blinking. "does kiki need his nappy wappy-"

"fuck offfffff." he mumbles, tired eyes lighting up once he hears a meow from the loaf. "is that... you have a cat?!"

"ki, i literally showed you him last night."

"...no you didn't." yn heaves a sigh, peeling his chubby pet from his hair and bundling him in his arms. "he looks like a dumpling."

"which is exactly why i named him mandu." he cracks a smile. "let me guess. stupid and unoriginal?"

well, to anyone else niki might laugh and say it's stupid and unoriginal, but this is yn we're talking about here. plus, simping aside, the name really does fit said cat. "no, i like it. it's very, very um... " he struggles to think of a word. "...food-related?"

"you need sleep."

"leave me alone, i don't wanna end the call and if i bring my phone back into the room sunoo'll never shut up and you know how annoying he gets."

"i'm telling him you said that." heeseung grins as he walks by. "night yn!"

"night heeseung!"

"don't you dare-"

riki tries to stand up from the couch, only for his knees to give out after being curled up on them for so long. yn unleashes a high-pitched cackle, and heeseung takes off to his room.

their night ends shortly after this, with both falling asleep within mere minutes (though not without a brief twitter login on both parts). however, as usual, the phone stays on for hours, even as they slumber.

notes: again, i apologize for the long wait... cant promise it wont happen again tho 😥. got carried away writing then got lazy at the end,,, do yall prefer written parts or not? also forgot abt the twt privs whoops, i js wanna jam pack as much fluff as i can into this shit before it gets SERIOUS 😆 yall arent ready

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plot: niki swears he met the girl of his dreams at the convenience store late one night- however, his discovery proves to be misguided. the "girl" he likes is actually just a really pretty boy, and he's the main vocalist of the new and wildly popular boy group of four, X_CAPE.

chapter 7.5: sharting chevys

notes: sorry yall im gna have to give u a half chapter for now 💀💀 the written part is in the drafts rn, ill post it tmr as the second half. (im so lazy, i deeply apologize for how long it takes for me to update 😭) and the random pov changes must be confusing too, this is rikis pov if u couldnt tell 💀 lmk if the tags work this time !! its moving a bit fast rn im sorry if its too quick paced btw 💔

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PRETTY BOY!

plot: niki swears he met the girl of his dreams at the convenience store late one night- however, his discovery proves to be misguided. the "girl" he likes is actually just a really pretty boy, and he's the main vocalist of the new and wildly popular boy group of four, X_CAPE.

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chapter two: hot "girls"

if someone had told past riki that- in all his 17 years of living- he'd end up meeting the most beautiful person ever one late Saturday night (or Sunday morning?) in the corner of a CU, he would have come wearing a tuxedo.

okay, maybe not that far. but the point is, he would've at least been somewhat prepared. because now, staring at said prettiest person ever at exactly 12:35 a.m., he feels ridiculously underdressed for the occasion. but could you blame him, really? he walked in from rehearsal to get a drink, expecting no one else but an exhausted, cranky cashier, not the girl of his fucking dreams.

she spares him a glance as soon as he steps into the aisle, and he's already down for the count. (cue the romantic ballad.) she's only picking some stuff up off the floor, yet it feels like manual labor to try and look another direction. he swears it isn't an exaggeration to say she's the most gorgeous woman he's ever laid eyes upon. from her long lashes and how her hair delicately frames her unblemished face, to the way her glinting jewelry only accentuates her sculpted features and immaculate fashion sense... riki doesn't chase, but he'd sprint pick up the pace just for this girl.

oh fuck, i'm staring.

he's ready to turn the other way (albeit reluctantly) so not to seem like a fucking creep, but his legs decide to plant themselves into the ground when she gets up and-

SHE'S APPROACHING. MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY WHAT THE FUCK. she's even prettier up close, and- god, riki feels like such a loser. his thoughts are racing a mile a minute, and he's far from being used to it.

"...i could use?" it takes him a little to realize she's asking him for something several seconds later.

he blinks once. twice. thrice. embarrassment sends a jolt through him, and he can sense it rushing straight to his face. thank god for the mask he's wearing- oh! he finally manages to process her request, by some miracle.

the girl's a bit shifty once ni-ki snaps from his trance, rubbing her nape awkwardly. "uh, it's fine if you don't-"

"no, i think i uh- i- i might have, um..." he stumbles over his words quite a lot, opting to just shut up and check his pockets for an extra mask to save himself from further humiliation. i hope the fucking floor caves under me right now. but wait- second miracle of the night: he has what she asked for! the shame shrinks ever so slightly in size. "i actually do."

(@€!£:&:;!

well, he was offering the mask to the girl, and the next thing he knows he's forgotten how to breathe properly since she's folded her ringed fingers into his, thanking him profusely. he doesn't even have the capacity to respond before she runs off, still bolted in place.

give the poor kid a moment to recover. he's not used to encounters with hot girls.

sorry, hot "girls".

"-and then i saw her and she saw me and when i tell you my stomach PLUNGED-"

"i'm sorry, you really fell in love with a girl at a CU?"

sunoo doesn't even try to hide his expression- a mix of amusement, utter confusion, disappointment and disbelief. riki rolls his eyes.

"shut the fuck up and let me finish my story. and i thought-"

"you're lucky i'm even listening to you! it's one in the morning and i need my rest but noooo, you just had to come barging in with your delusional lovesick bullshit- you don't even know who she is!"

"i could find out!" sunoo gives him the nastiest look. "okay, you know that wasn't what i meant."

"creepy ass."

"die. what i meant was that i could end up running into her again someday!" ni-ki throws up his hands in an effort to prove his point. "you never know."

his friend raises an eyebrow skeptically, deciding to merely shake his head and return his attention to the phone in his hands. "right. whatever you say."

the taller boy sighs defeatedly. "you're so unsupportive." when this gains no response from his senior, he leans over his shoulder to peer at the screen. "who're you texting?" usually this makes sunoo jerk away with a scowl, but it seems like he's too tired to care at the moment.

"a friend. he's having a bit of a crisis." he doesn't elaborate further. riki skims over the string of messages, which include an excessive amount of curses, capitalization and "ivory's gonna kill me", until his eyes catch on the profile picture.

his mouth immediately goes dry. "sunoo, click on his icon."

"what? why-"

"just show me." sensing that low note of urgency in his tone, a suspicious sunoo gives in, and a clearer photo of the friend in question is displayed. "what is it?"

silence answers him. he turns to look at riki, whose face has gone positively white. "what?"

that's the girl.

that's the "girl".

but it's a... he?

...fuck.

notes: corny lame boo tomato tomato 💀 it's all written today, hope yall r okay w that. sorry that its basically the same as the last chapter but i wanted to show riki's whipped ass pov. writing is SHIT once again, apologies... im running off a solid 2 gallons of caffeine and love for huening kai. plus i wanted to get another chapter to u guys as quick as possible.

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plot: niki swears he met the girl of his dreams at the convenience store late one night- however, his discovery proves to be misguided. the "girl" he likes is actually just a really pretty boy, and he's the main vocalist of the new and wildly popular boy group of four, X_CAPE.

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chapter one: you had one job

yn was in a frenzy trying to find something to cover his face when he took notice of someone's gaze on him.

he'd been too preoccupied with responding to a text after escaping from the dorm window to remember to put on a face mask, only realizing with a jolt at his destination much later. if by some unfortunate circumstance dispatch managed to spot him, management (and ivory) would be furious.

now, he assumes he looks very much an idiot as he hides in a corner of the convenience store, emptying his tote bag frantically in an attempt to find anything that might better obscure his identity. complaining about his shit luck is a habit at this point, but did he really have to be proven right again? christ on a cracker, it's so difficult to always be correct.

and to make things even worse, a guy just walked into the aisle while yn was dropping random shit- oh fuck, he's staring.

i'm so screwed.

yn rushes to regain his composure, gathering his belongings hurriedly and feeling brave enough to steal a glimpse at the other teen from his crouched position. (embarrassing, but how could he resist checking him out?) the boy's ogling him with wide eyes, soft hair curling out slightly from beneath his hood. he's tall and slim, and due to the mask he's wearing yn can't gauge his expression, but if he had to guess? he'd definitely say the dude's mouth is hanging open.

well, jesus. do i look that odd?

...wait, he's cute.

not allowing his thoughts to wander for too long, yn glances back down at the ground (still half-kneeling, mind you). either the cute boy had already recognized him, or was just intensely weirded out... so, two main options for the scenario at hand. one: risk it even more, ask for a spare mask and hope for the best, or two: don't, and hope for the best.

psh, yolo.

yn bounds to his feet in an instant, boldly striding up to the bewildered boy and silently praying he made the right choice. "hey, um. do you have another mask i could use?" jesus, this man is a fucking skyscraper.

he blinks once. twice. thrice? yn shifts, rubbing the back of his neck. "it's fine if you don't-"

"no, i think i uh- i- i might have, um..." he trails off quietly, patting down his pockets and leaving yn reeling inwardly. HIS VOICE BRO?!:((#!*&!1_! "i actually do." the teen lends the shorter a mask, and yn finds himself unable to contain his relief.

"oh my god, you're a lifesaver- thank you so, so much!" perhaps it's a little dramatic to clasp the stranger's hands in his, yet it barely occurs to the vocalist as he rushes away, leaving the lanky boy standing there flustered.

neither can tell why the other looks somewhat familiar, but for now there are tweets to be tweeted and thoughts to be thunk.

notes: begging u to ignore timestamps numbers and emojis I DONT HAVE AN IPHONE. esp pretend the times in the texts arent there cus its all fucked up. the writing is mediocre but i promise u itll get better... SAME FOR THE TEXTS. i had fun w it but i think i took it too long 😭😭 lmk what yall think... next update sundayy

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ENHYPEN 8TH MEMBER

Members Profile: Millie

Stage Name: Millie

Birth Name: Jung Millie

Korean Name: Jung Min-Yeon

(Face Claim: Kim Dayeon of Kep1er)

Position: Main Vocalist, Centre

Birthday: 24th August 2003

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Chinese Zodiac: Goat

Height: 173 cm (5'7")

Blood Type: A+

MBTI: ESFP

Nationality: British-Korean

Representative Animal: Mouse

Facts about Millie:

Millie has a twin brother and an older sister, but she's closer with her brother (Applicant Profile)

Born in London England. She moved to Korea with her brother when they were 15 because she wanted to pursue a K-Pop career and her brother wanted to become an actor.

Training Period: 1 year, 8 months.

She ranked 3rd in the final episode of I-LAND with 1,179,633 votes.

Lovelies is Millie's fandom name created by fans.

Education: St Albans High School For Girls, Hanlim Multi Art School.

Habits: Chewing her lower lip (in interviews, the members can be seen pulling her lip from her teeth), flaring her nostrils when she's mad, smoothing her left eyebrow when concentrating.

Millie's favourite colours are purple and maroon.

Her family have a pet dog named Sylvia and a cat named BB.

She is a former SM Entertainment (2017-2018) and BigHit Entertainment (2018-2019) trainee.

Her role models are The Boys' Q, TXT's Taehyun and BTS' V (Applicant Profile).

Millie's charm is speaking English to the members to help teach them, but also forgetting words in Korean/English and filling them in with the other language.

Specialty: Singing, dancing, eating quickly and ice skating and badminton (Self-Revised Profile).

Hobbies: Watching TV shows that she's already watched, dancing in the rain (Self-Revised Profile).

Charming Point: Impressions, sparkling eyes, wink (Self-Revised Profile).

Her nicknames are Mills, Millington (Jake), Milton (Jake), Millicent (Jake), Minnie, Yeonie, Neo (Self-Revised Profile).

Likes: Jungwon, Jake, all the members, chocolate, massive hugs, forehead kisses, kimbap and ENHYPEN (Self-Revised Profile).

Dislikes: Being lied to, staying inside when it's raining, people bad-mouthing England (Self-Revised Profile).

Her motto is "Oh well..." (Self-Revised Profile).

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ENHYPEN 8TH MEMBER

Intro:

Imagine a world where ENHYPEN debuted as a co-ed group, with 7 men and 1 woman. A world where I-LAND had 33 participants, 23 men and 10 women. Now imagine that that is this world and that girl was called Jung Millie.

OR

ENHYPEN simp for their female member and try not to make it too obvious (they fail).

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