Stranger

stranger

pairing : niki x fem!reader

wc : 1.4k

tags : @jungwon-luv-bot-pt3

note : you could really see that i, someone who ults niki, really indulged in writing this >_<

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“mom, it isn’t fair,” the girl scowled, her eyes ablaze in evident anger. “i’m not getting married to some guy i’ve never met.”

the girl’s mother gave her a pointed look, saying her name as a small warning. “you’ll do what you have to for your kingdom. and, i think you’ll end up liking him once you see who it is. speaking of which, he’ll be here with his mother in a few minutes.”

rising from her seat, the girl leaned over the glossy wood table. “i am not getting married to a stranger.”

“well lucky for you he’s not,” her mom said as she rose from her own seat, walking over to the room's elegant doors.

the queen’s daughter was about to ask what she meant when there was a loud knock on one of the doors. a guard opened it, popping his head in before saying, “your majesty, the nishimura’s are here.”

heart leaping in her chest, the girl’s breath caught as the family walked in.

“welcome,” the queen greeted, smiling at the other monarch and her son. the other queen beamed as she kissed her cheek as a hello.

“riki?” the girl questioned aloud as her childhood friend entered the room, her head spinning with so many questions. she mainly wondered how on earth someone managed to change so much in only a year. “what’re you doing here?”

the blond prince gave her a boxy smile as he walked over and hugged her. “you look so different.”

“me? have you seen yourself?” she said in disbelief, hugging niki back regardless of her confusion. “you practically grew an entire foot and have a different hair color.”

as the pair pulled away from each other, the girl looked over at her mother. “mom, why are they here? don’t we have the-man-that-i-really-don’t-want-to-get-married-to coming over soon?”

“do you really dislike me so much that you would rather marry a stranger over me?” niki interrupted with raised brows, stepping back in offense.

the girl’s jaw nearly dropped in realization. “you? i’m in an arranged marriage with nishimura riki?!”

niki looked over at his friend’s, well, fiance's mother and said, “you didn’t tell her?”

the queen shook her head before offering a shrug. “i thought i’d let it be a surprise.”

“mom, seriously?! of all things to keep a secret it had to be this?” the girl drawled, still so unsure and shocked about the whole situation.

“oh stop, you should be glad it’s him and not some 'random man,’ as you would say,” her mother said, leading the other queen to the table and taking their seats. “why don’t you two go do something while we talk amongst ourselves here.”

“yeah, come on, let’s go down to the lake!” niki exclaimed as he grabbed the princess’ hand, not waiting for an answer before dragging her to the doors. “i’ve been dying to go down there.”

“wha-” the girl couldn’t even get a word out before they had already left the room, leaving both of their mothers to talk about god knows what.

niki began to slow as they rounded a corner, entering a long hallway with large windows. “i can’t believe we’re supposed to get married. did you know that our families have had this planned since we were kids?”

“seriously? that’s insane,” the girl sighed as the door to the outside came into view.

“that’s what i said! they practically introduced us in hopes that we’d be friends just to wed us one day for, and i quote, ‘the sake of our kingdoms.’ it’s the stupidest thing i’ve ever heard...not that marrying you is stupid or anything,” niki rambled, regretting his word choice.

as the pair pushed open the door and stepped into the warm sunlight, the girl said, “it’s fine, riki. i know what you meant. but, back onto the topic of how much you’ve changed; you look so different! it’s like someone took your face and slapped it onto another body.”

niki began to tug off his coat as they started on a cobblestone path. “is that supposed to be a compliment or…?”

“yes. it’s a good one, so appreciate it. your shoulders are broader, your hair looks really good styled like that, and the height suits you, although i am kinda mad i’m no longer taller than you,” she said, glancing between the prince that towered over her and the body of water that they were walking to.

“i could say the same about you,” niki said, flashing her a playful smile.

the girl looked up at him in question as they stepped off the paved trail and onto the soft ground that was near the water. “what the hell is that supposed to mean? i grew a foot and cut my hair?”

“well, you grew, just not the way i did,” niki said, raising his eyebrows and chuckling.

“oh,” the girl whispered before his statement registered. she whacked him with her hand. “hey! fricking pervert.”

niki laughed as they stepped on the dock that led out to the middle of the small lake, the two teens slipping off their shoes before continuing on.

in an attempt to change the subject, niki pointed at the glistening water in front of them. “look, a turtle is poking its head out!”

the girl rolled her eyes at him before looking at where he pointed. she took a step forward, bending slightly as she leaned over the edge of the dock, completely absorbed in looking for the turtle niki said he saw.

meanwhile, the playful prince moved closer and shoved her into the water, giggling at the yelp she let out.

the water was cool on the girl’s skin as she kicked off the sandy bottom and swam to the top, preparing to yell at niki for pushing her in.

breaking the surface and beginning to swim back towards the dock, she glowered at him as she pushed wet hair from her face. “what the hell was that for?! do you know how hard it is to swim with all these layers plus a corset?! i could have drowned!”

niki bent down at the edge of the dock, resting his hands on the wood as he said, “but you didn’t, did you?”

“give me your hand and help me up,” she told him with a scowl, offering one of her hands while trying to stay afloat at the same time.

“how do i know you won’t pull me in?” niki questioned with an untrusting expression.

“just help me up, nishimura!”

niki muttered something under his breath before reaching out to her. he started to pull when she yanked back hard, dragging him into the water too.

“hey!” niki hollered as he resurfaced. he splashed some water at his friend. “i thought you weren’t going to pull me in?!”

“you deserved it. now please come over here because i need something to cling onto so i don’t drown in this dress. your toes touch the ground while mine do not,” the girl demanded, already making her way over to niki.

groaning, the blond-haired boy let her cling to him, her dress beginning to float around the two of them.

“you know, i just realized something,” the girl started, pushing some of niki's hair out of his eyes. “we’re going to have to kiss at our wedding.”

“what? absolutely not. i’ll peck your cheek, but that’s the closest we’re getting to actually kissing,” niki said with a disgusted look.

“oh, so kissing me is such a horrible idea?” the princess said with an arched brow.

“no, that is not what i said.”

“riki, you literally just said that,” the girl said with a straight face.

“ugh, i didn’t mean it like that and you know it,” niki said, looking at her as if she would suddenly understand.

“do i?”

niki looked at her with a serious expression. “yes. you know i wouldn’t mind kissing you.”

he regretted the words the moment they left his mouth. his eyes widened as he started to shake his head, a result of saying the wrong thing.

“i can’t tell if you’re trying to confess your feelings or not,” the girl mused, a bright smile on her face as she watched niki’s cheeks and ears turn red, avoiding eye contact with her. “and for someone who’s such a flirt, you suck at it.”

opening his mouth to argue with her about the last part, niki was cut off when the girl grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her.

she didn’t say anything as she leaned it, connecting their mouths. his lips were soft against hers, and she sighed when he started to kiss back, his hands moving from her arms to her lower back. the taste of sweet salt from the water began to overwhelm her tongue.

niki pulled away first, his eyes slightly glazed as he looked at her.

“still think kissing me is a bad idea?”

draco malfoy blurb

RINGS |D.M|

pairing: draco malfoy x !fem reader

warnings: some fluff, soft draco, none other than that

I copied down the last of my notes and leaned back into my chair. I set my quill down and glanced at the platinum blonde boy beside me. He was toying with the thick, silver ring on his slender fingers.

I nudged him playfully, flashing him a sweet smile, “That’s a really nice ring Draco.”

Everybody always cowered in the presence of Draco. I never understood why. He was good to me. We were friends in a way.

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the secrets of thunderstorms

pairing: sirius black x potter!fem!reader word count: 2.6k warnings: fluff, angst, cursing, not proofread summary: when sirius knocks on your bedroom door in the middle of the night during a thunderstorm

a/n: first fic hehe i hope you all like it! it kinda went a different direction than planned and idk if i fully like it, but here it is!

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it was the middle of the night, probably close to one o'clock in the morning, rain was pouring on your windows and rolling thunder could be heard every few minutes. maybe that's why you didn't hear the knocks at first. they were quiet... well, quiet compared to the thunder that didn't seem to be able to just stop. it was keeping you awake, and we were just about to go crazy from frustration. so, perhaps, the knocking was a blessing in disguise.

the knocks were coming from your bedroom door. specifically, the one that led to your garden patio. it was your favorite relaxing spot on sunny days, but it wasn't sunny then. it wasn't sunny and it wasn't daytime. it was storming and it was one-in-the-fucking-morning.

whoever was at your door was about to feel your wrath.

you rolled out of bed with a groan, slipping on some slippers and pulling on your robe. shuffling to the door, you pulled your robe further around your body to fight the chilled night air and pulled the door open.

the sight in front of you was a surprise. usually he went to your twin brother, james potter, when he needed something, so why was he standing at your door? he looked rather pitiful. his long, dark hair was soaked and dripping water onto his already more-than-damp clothes, which were sticking to his skin. he seemed to be out of breath, and his hand was raised in a fist, as if he was about to knock one more time.

you pull him inside without a word and rush to find a towel in your bathroom, finding a recently washed one, you throw it to him, not looking to see if he's caught it. instead, you rush to james room, effectively sneaking in as you had done a thousand times before. you steal some shorts and a shirt before shutting the door soundlessly, tiptoeing back to your bedroom.

when you arrived, you threw the clothes at sirius.

"change in the bathroom." you nodded your head in the direction of the bathroom, taking a seat on the edge of your bed.

sirius nodded, "thanks, love."

knowing he was in a distressed mood, you held back your glare at the nickname. he wasn't supposed to call you that anymore, not after everything. you closed your eyes and leaned your head back with a sigh.

you didn't acknowledge him until he took a seat in the desk chair across from you.

"why are you here, sirius?" you kept your voice even as you stared at him.

"to get away." it was a believable enough answer to someone who knew his situation.

you kept your stare on him, picking apart his expressions and body language. he looked down to avoid your eyes. looked like a ashamed puppy, who was caught doing something he wasn't supposed to.

you were so confused, honestly so fucking hurt. you refused to show him that, though. you just hoped your tone didn't betray you. "not good enough. why did you come to me, sirius? you always go to james."

he dragged a hand through his hair. fuck, you loved his hair, you missed running your fingers through it. you missed him. he looked at you with a sheepish smile. "i didn't wanna... wake him?"

never mind. you didn't miss him. you wanted him to leave.

you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to keep your tears at bay. when you open them, you look around the room. looking everywhere but him.

god, he hated that.

when you answered, your voice sounded slightly desperate and hurt and vulnerable. "why are you here?" you ask just once more.

he sighed, he came here to make you like him again, he might as well give you the truth. "listen, y/n, i fucked everything up-" he tried to explain, but he couldn't concentrate when your eyes were everywhere but on him. "fuck, y/n, could you just look at me?" his tone was desperate. "please?" he refused to continue till your eyes met his, and the tears in your eyes broke his heart.

"i messed up that day, i know i did. i was with her and all the sudden she was kissing me, and i was kissing her back. fuck, i was so drunk. that's no excuse, i know, but i-" he took a deep breath to gather his thoughts and stop his rambling. "james was telling me you liked me back, so i thought, 'shit, maybe i'll go for it.' so i did. i started talking with you more, spent more time alone with you, and i just- i fell for you even harder." he wanted you to believe him so badly. he needed you to.

"i was walking to ask you out, on a real date, and you were sitting with fucking lucius malfoy. he was fucking flirting with you, and you weren't stopping him." he looked away from you for a minute before continuing, "i didn't think to ask you about it. i just- i saw red. i took the rest of moony's liquor and got shit-faced. i don't even remember the girl's name, maybe that makes it worse, i don't know. next thing i know, i see you there, and you're runnin' away crying and i didn't even run after you. i just kept on kissing the girl."

silent tears were streaming down your face at this point, and you kept your eyes on him as he finished his story.

"when i got back to the common room the next morning, i was violently hung over, and the first thing that happened was james punching me right in the left eye. had a bruise there for two weeks after," he laughed softly, "he told me that you were stuck with lucius for a school project so you had to deal with him. i knew i fucked it all up then." he met your eyes again, a desperate look in them as he came and took your hands in his. he so badly wanted to wipe your tears away. "i'm sorry. i'm so sorry. fuck, i never wanted to hurt you. i promised james i wouldn't. i need you to believe me when i tell you: i want you. i don't want anyone else but you."

you took another deep breath and wiped your tears away on the sleeve of your robe. you took in his story slowly, you understood where he was coming from, and you wanted him, too. you knew you did.

sirius looked at you with hopeful eyes. you pulled him up from his knees. "come get some sleep, okay? it's been a long night."

it wasn't quite forgiveness yet, but you weren't turning him away. he knew you'd come around, but that you wanted to sleep it over. you faced away from him in bed and tried to steady your breathing. hesitantly, sirius pressed his chest to your back and put his arm around your waist, pulling you to him.

he just wanted to hold you.

you didn't move away. instead, you relaxed at his touch and fell asleep. he placed a small kiss on your temple before falling asleep right after you.

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you woke up to someone's fingers running through your hair. your head is on said someone's chest, and your legs are intertwined. the memories of the

whoever was at your door was about to feel your wrath.

when you arrived, you threw the clothes at sirius.

"change in the bathroom." you nodded your head in the direction of the bathroom, taking a seat on the edge of your bed.

sirius nodded, "thanks, love."

you didn't acknowledge him until he took a seat in the desk chair across from you.

"why are you here, sirius?" you kept your voice even as you stared at him.

"to get away." it was a believable enough answer to someone who knew his situation.

you kept your stare on him, picking apart his expressions and body language. he looked down to avoid your eyes. looked like a ashamed puppy, who was caught doing something he wasn't supposed to.

he dragged a hand through his hair. fuck, you loved his hair, you missed running your fingers through it. you missed him. he looked at you with a sheepish smile. "i didn't wanna... wake him?"

never mind. you didn't miss him. you wanted him to leave.

you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to keep your tears at bay. when you open them, you look around the room. looking everywhere but him.

god, he hated that.

when you answered, your voice sounded slightly desperate and hurt and vulnerable. "why are you here?" you ask just once more.

silent tears were streaming down your face at this point, and you kept your eyes on him as he finished his story.

you took another deep breath and wiped your tears away on the sleeve of your robe. you took in his story slowly, you understood where he was coming from, and you wanted him, too. you knew you did.

sirius looked at you with hopeful eyes. you pulled him up from his knees. "come get some sleep, okay? it's been a long night."

he just wanted to hold you.

you didn't move away. instead, you relaxed at his touch and fell asleep. he placed a small kiss on your temple before falling asleep right after you. the memories of the previous night come back as you slowly open your eyes to you meet sirius' grey ones.

"mornin', love," he spoke in a whisper and a soft smile graced his lips.

you looked back at him and wanted to kiss that adorable little smile on his lips. but instead you apologize. "'m sorry, siri."

sirius frowned at you. "for what?"

"for not listening to you sooner," you whispered back. the moment felt intimate in a way you had been craving for a long time. "i should've at least heard you out."

"you did last night, lovely," his tone matched yours as he stroked his fingers through your hair some more. "even if you didn't, no one would've blamed you. not even me."

"is it true what you said last night?" you asked softly, tracing aimless shapes on his clothed chest. "that you want me still?"

"of course it's true," he chuckled softly. "why do you think i went through all that to get you to hear me out?"

your hand went to find his cheek, he leaned into your touch. "i still want you, too, sirius."

"really?" he had a hopeful smirk.

you grinned at him. "why do you think i let you sleep in my bed with me?" scooting closer to him, you leaned your face closer to his, lips almost touching, breaths mingling. "now, let me kiss you?"

"whenever you fucking want, love, these lips are yours."

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