Riki’s sitting cross-legged on the couch, dressed in a simple black Chrome Hearts shirt, baggy washed-out jeans, and beat-up sneakers he hasn’t bothered to take off. His dark curly mullet frames his face, soft strands falling into his eyes as he looks at you with that familiar, quiet smile.

He’s been fidgeting for a while, clearly hiding something — and then finally, without a word, he reaches behind him and hands you a small velvet box.

“I wasn’t sure when to give this to you,” he says, voice low, almost shy. “But… now felt right.”

You open the box and find a red Vintage Alhambra bracelet from Van Cleef & Arpels. It catches the light just slightly, elegant and understated.

**You glance up at him, stunned. ** “Riki…”

He shrugs, lips tugging into a small grin. “I just wanted you to have something special. Something… that felt like you.”

You don’t hesitate — you move closer and kiss him, slow and grateful. His fingers settle at your waist, holding you gently, the scent of his cologne light and familiar. He kisses back softly, then deeper, curling into the moment.

Between breaths, you trail your lips to his jaw, then down to his neck — where you leave a playful hickey just below the curve.

He lets out a tiny breath. “Seriously?” he murmurs, cheeks flushed. “You’re unbelievable.”

You grin against his skin. “It’s payback. For being this sweet.”

He pulls you closer with a quiet laugh, pressing his forehead to yours. “I should give you gifts more often, huh?”