riki never said it directly, but he wanted to be your boyfriend — desperately.

he said it in the way he always tried being around you, in the way he tried lowering his voice to be more deep than it already is despite it already being somewhat deep, in the way he always asked your friends about you, and more than i could even count.

however, after a long time of gathering the courage, he finally asked you out on a date!

he took you out to this really cute cat cafe, and then after that you guys are getting like, actual food. maybe walking around the city? who knows what he has planned.

you have a cute, white kitty in your arms, holding it like it’s a baby and looking up at him as he talks with that ever so intent look you always have whenever you talk to people.

“i’ve always wanted a cat. i mean, they’re so- uh.. so- um. stop looking at me like that.” he says, trying to hide the flush on his cheeks. he can’t handle eye contact that well, poor dude.

he’s always thought you were the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, so you looking at him.. like that, your head tilted, a small smile on your face and sparkling eyes just makes him feel some typa way.