Ni-ki was your younger boyfriend, but he was so overprotective of you. Not in a "You're mine, stay away from anyone else" way, but more of a "Oh my Lord, don't do that, you're worrying me." You were always so reckless and whenever you did anything dangerous, he would start chewing on his bottom lip, worrying himself sick over you.

One night, you were out for dinner, holding Ni-ki's hand before you were about to walk down a pair of stairs. You saw a railing and your eyes lit up. You walked towards it, preparing to slide down. Ni-ki's eyes widened and his heart began racing. He ran over to you.

"Hey! Be careful, don't–"

You looked back at him, playfully rolling your eyes. "Ni-ki, I'll be fine."

He made a small noise in his throat as you slid down the railings and he ran down the steps to you.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"