He stepped closer, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating off him. His voice dropped, low and dangerous. His gaze snapped to hers, sharp and warning. "Haerin... if I touch you, I won't stop." Her breath hitched. Her fingers twitched, aching to brush against him again. "And... what if I don't want you to stop?" she whispered, heart pounding. A smirk flickered on his lips-not soft, not teasing, but full of control. "Then... you'll regret it."

in which an idol searching for silence meets a girl who speaks it fluently. [extended summary in book] ❝i'm at peace when i'm with you.❞ idol!ni-ki social media + irl ── .✦ #1 tinnitus #1 rei #1 jungwon #3 nishimurariki © rikiqrts 2025

"You're collaborating with Enhypen." - They didn't know that this would change their lives completely. ☆ ----- Started: 14.12.2024 Ended: 20.04.2025 ----- ☆

❝we were always close... maybe a little too close❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - when ivy slips back into jay's life after years apart, they realize distance was never the real problem... it's being 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦. ; idol!Jay + friends to lovers + slow burn + social media au. Sorry for the English mistakes, it's not my native language. Started: 22.06.2025 | Finished: 19.09.2025 DO NOT COPY MY WORK!!! © hyunjoo008797, 2025. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in ILAND #1 in PARKJONGSEONG #1 in TOOCLOSE #1 in IDOLFANFICTION #3 in JAYFF #5 in JAEYUN #18 in ENHYPENFICS #20 in LOVESTORIES.

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m