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." [ started : 27-12-2025 ] [ completed : 10-02-2026 ]

"𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙮." "𝙍𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙣." Two idols. Two rival groups. A rivalry built on sharp words, stolen glances, and tension that refuses to stay buried. Sera and Niki were never supposed to cross that line - not with cameras everywhere, reputations on the line, and careers that could shatter in a heartbeat. But when resentment turns into desire, and rivalry starts to feel dangerously addictive, self-control becomes optional. This isn't love. It's reckless. It's forbidden. It's 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀. *ੈ✩‧₊˚♬⋆.˚⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋮ #1 ni-ki #1 niki #1 riki #1 nishimurariki #1 enhypen #1 heeseung #1 jake #1 sunghoon #1 kpop #1 kpopidol

"Arranged Marriage isn't about love, right?"   "Then why does it hurt when you don't look at me?" Love wasn't missing. It was waiting, patiently, painfully. He never promised her love. She never asked for it. But hearts never listen to rules. arranged marriage | slow burn | romance | angst 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: completed n.riki

sori moves to seoul for dance quiet, focused, alone. then she meets ni-ki. distant, unreadable, and far too captivating. in a story of late-night practices, silent glances, and slow steps toward something unknown, sori begins to realize that maybe dance isn't the only thing she came here to find.

in which a prank that was supposed to be fleeting turns into something deeper. [extended summary in book] ❝but at least i didn't lose you twice.❞ idol!ni-ki social media + irl ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ #1 niki #1 ni-ki #1 nishimurariki #1 riki #1 instagram #1 socialmediaau #1 kpopfanfic #2 enhypen © seanshyne 2025

❝you know, i could tweet about you smoking right now❞ - in which the famous kpop idol, Ni-ki, is caught smoking behind a building. ; idol!riki + social media au. book 1 in the idol series. © PANDAHYUCKIE, 2025. #1 in NI-KI #1 in KPOP #1 in ENHYPEN #1 in IDOL #1 in RIKI #1 in JAKE #1 in JUNGWON #1 in SUNOO #1 in SUNGHOON #1 in FF #1 in BELIFT #1 in NISHIMURARIKI #1 in SIMJAEYUN #1 in PARKSUNGHOON #1 in LEEHEESEUNG

「 ⩩ 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