You’d known Riki since he was a kid in Japan, back when he was cute and carefree, dancing to TWICE songs with his sisters and their girlfriends, including you. And now you’re both in South Korea - him an idol and yourself an actress.

Overtime, you both naturally began dating. Riki was a lot more aware of his image, so he acted nonchalant and detached a lot of the time. You’re okay with it, but sometimes doubted his feelings as he wasn’t like the Riki you grew up with who was so painfully obvious.

You’d both recently had an argument. Not the everyday bickering, but an emotional let-out of your feelings of neglect, and he just acted as indifferent as ever. Being mature, you just behaved normally the next day to try and move on, knowing he wouldn’t talk it out.

You’re there in the back room enhypen were gathered in after their Coachella performance, arms crossed but smiling with the others as they talked. You soon feel a chin settle on top of your head, obviously Riki wanting to be normal again but without using his words properly. He was waiting for a green light.

“Are you leaving?” His voice rumbles into your hair.