polaroid love : nishimura niki

[ Scene #001 ]

It's when you stare at your collections of polaroids in your room on a cold yet strangely warm Thursday night, snacking on a random bag of chips you weren't able to eat for a snack, you suddenly feel some kind of heartache inside you because you can't go back to these precious moments in your life. The emotions depicted through these photos are expressible through smiles- it was as if you could hear the pictures talking or laughing. So many memories played like a movie one by one. You wish you could go back and replay these scenes, just like in a movie, but sadly, you cannot. They say after 10 months, it's true love. But this love was more than true love– It's like a polaroid love, no filters needed to come undone, heartbreaking yet heartstopping, I wish I could go back to this feeling, my love.

Sitting down on her bed, Y/n stares down at her phone, receiving a message from Niki, her best friend. It's 1:30 AM, what could he possibly want now? Now, she has some serious trust issues when it comes to Niki. He says the most trivial things at the most random times. At some point, he sent her a Tiktok video of a cat trying to scratch a dog's eyes out (it would be funny if he didn't send it in the middle of the night when she was about to sleep) or the time when he sent her a whole paragraph on why whales are mammals... NOT fish- or whatever the ocean species are supposed to be called.

A sigh escaping from her lips, Y/n snaps out of her trance and swipes up into Niki's message, squinting her eyes. 'Will u plz open ur window? I'm tryna find my Nemo ;)' the message read, and she shakes her head, laughing at the boy's silliness. Not like he was actually serious, right? So, she replies with: 'I ain't your Nemo. Go to sleep and stop listening to enhypen for god's sake, please. Gamsahago, jalja, annyeong :))'. Groaning softly, she presses on the side of her phone and shuts it off, closing her eyes whilst looking up at the ceiling.

That was until she received a message from the boy again saying: 'NO im being serious :(( i'll be sad if u wont open ur window plz?'. She could imagine the boy giving her puppy eyes with a pleading look- how could she ever say no to that? "The things you do to me, Riki Nishimura, I swear.." she mumbled in annoyance before opening the door to her room's balcony, shocked at what she saw. Him, standing in the cold with nothing but a light hoodie and sweats on, stood outside with his headphones hanging on his neck. He gave her the cutest of smiles and waved in big motions, "Can I come in???" he yelled. Y/n has to try and shut him up because her parents will hear, immediately running down the stairs and opening the door for him.

"What are you doing in the cold Niki?? Are you insane????" she asked him worriedly, cupping his cheeks. "You're so cold! Ugh, I swear you're such a kid sometimes- Come in!" she ushers him inside and shoves him into her room, locking the door behind her. "Now- what's this about now, Riki Nishimura? You better explain.." she huffed, crossing her arms. He plops himself on the edge of her bed with his legs in a criss-cross-applesauce way, giving her a cute smile with adorable bread cheeks. Y/n just rolls her eyes. "Whatever, what are you here for?" she wondered, tapping her foot on the floor as if waiting for an immediate answer from the person in question.

Ever so adorably, he replied, "Hmmm~ I just wanted to see you!" he giggled, before whining in (fake) pain from getting hit by a pillow. Y/n lays down beside him and tries to push him off, "You can leave. Bye." but Gyu wouldn't budge. "Leeeaaaveeee" she whined, but the boy had his attention set on something else. "Huh?" she looked up at her best friend who was staring at the wall in amazement. She swears there were sparkles in his eyes. Looking up at her wall in amazement, Beomgyu looks at her as if proud of himself. "You kept the polaroids?? Bro, that's like from the 6th grade Christmas party!!!!". She just shrugs at his question and smiles, closing her eyes. "I'm sentimental in that way..."

"So you care about me?"

"Shut up."

"So you kept it BECAUSE I matter a lot to you!!!"

"I will kick you out."

"DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ME???" The immature one blatantly asks, and Y/n is taken aback with a small blush creeping upon her cheeks. It was a mere joke, not that he thought she would take it seriously. "mE? Bruh no way." she waves her hand around, "You're my best friend, how could I do that to you?" she scoffed and looked away.

"You're blushing." the younger pointed out with a snicker, pointing at her freckled cheeks, earning a slap on the head from Y/n. "YOU LITTLE!!!-- GET BACK HERE!!!"

That's how their love started. Let me tell you the story of two people who fell in love but were brought apart by certain circumstances and are now holding onto the memories of their past because simply no more memories could be possibly made. They were enemies, lovers, but most importantly best friends. This was their own little movie, their little polaroid love.

— Memory of 2018 CUT