you wake up in bed, it’s 3 am. god, did i just sleep the whole day again? you think to yourself. as you open your phone, you are met with 12 missed calls from riki and multiple messages from him.

messages — 9+ new from riki ᰔᩚ

you sigh, why do i always do this.. replays in your head on and on. suddenly, you get another call from riki, you pick up.

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you | “riki?” tired voice, half awake riki | “did you wake up?” you | “im sorry, i-“ riki | “im outside, open the door.”

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after that, the call ended. you are left dumbfounded but still go to open the door. you look like a mess but knowing riki, he doesn’t care.

– you open the door –

“why’d you come here so late-“

riki cuts you off with a hug

riki : do you know how goddamn worried i was? i love you y/n, i don’t care. no matter how fucking late it is, im checking up on you.