𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 (nikixreader)

Stars~10

Y/n pov

The lunch bell just went off, queuing students to head to the cafeteria.

I think Ni-ki has been avoiding me. Not that I've tried to talk to him, but even if I just look at him his eyes get all big, and he turns away instantly!

I hope I didn't embarrass him this morning...

What am I saying?
I always embarrass him?
I like making fun of him?
Why is he making me constantly question myself?

I'm tired of this. I see him sitting by his group of friends with two empty seats so I take my chance.

I slam my tray down, and sit down like I didn't just make a dramatic entrance.

Everyone's looking at me.
Shit don't have a panic attack it's just a group of boys.
Why would you even sit here?
You've been looking at your shoes for a while now Y/n.
Is my face red?
It feels red.
Am I sweating?!

I'm panicking so much I didn't even hear Ni-ki calling my name.

Seriously what is wrong with me?

I snap out of my thoughts when I feel a soft hand grab mine.

I flinch at first, but it's just Ni-ki.

JUST NI-KI?
WHAT AM I EVEN SAYING?!

Why am I not removing it?
Just move your hand away, and leave.

"Are you okay?" He quietly asks me.

"Hm, oh I'm fine. I just came over here to ummm..." I turn around and see Sunoo with big eyes, and his mouth full.

"Talk to Sunoo! My bestfriend! Isn't that right Sun?" I ask with an innocent smile, and pleading eyes.

"Y/n we've never even tal-"

I cut him off by kicking his knee under the table.

"Ah-never even talked about how bad I am at golf!" He played it off.

Bless you Sunoo.

"Bestfriend?" Everyone at the table questioned.

"Yep!" Sunoo, and I said in sync.

"I thought I was your bestfriend, Sunoo..." I think his name is Jake, asked Sunoo with sad eyes.

"Well lately you always hang out with Jay. Y/n noona, and I go way back!"

He's definitely not doing this for free. I hear he's the sassy one.

They're all looking again, and I subconsciously squeeze Ni-kis hand.

"Hey, Y/n didn't we have to go do that thing that's in like..." Ni-ki checked his wrist as if he were wearing a watch. "Now! Yep let's go quickly!" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the cafeteria.

He drags me into the hallway.

"Sorry, they like to stare. Are you okay?" He asks while still holding my wrist with his small hand.