nrk ;;

“love you tonight and hate you when i wake up.”

if he gives you fake hopes, him right in the g-spot.

they are each other's absolute worst nightmare, wrapped in a jagged, bleeding, undeniable obsession. by day, nishimura riki and you are locked in a relentless, throat-ripping war—two apex predators who would gladly poison each other's coffee or shove each other down a flight of concrete stairs just to see who bleeds first. there hasn't been a single day where you two haven't tried to tear each other apart, intentionally or not.

by night, the violence just shifts its shape.

you can't stand the sight of each other without breaking bones, and yet you can't stand not being able to touch. you are enemies with the kind of volatile, breathless benefits that leave bruises in the dark and pure venom in the daylight. but lately, the friction has started to feel entirely too heavy. the fucking is getting too real, too loud with feelings neither of you are ever, ever going to admit out loud. so when the unspoken questions hang in the suffocating air, you both slap on masks of absolute indifference, acting like it means less than nothing—even as riki is slamming into you, spitting venomous insults straight into your mouth while his hands grip your hips hard enough to bruise.

it’s a vicious cycle of hate-fueled devotion. you'll love each other entirely in the dark, and despise each other the second the sun comes up.

[ ୨ৎ ]

ewb w nrk cus i can 🆒️

this one was so rushed i rlly hate it sorry

in #PARTYNEXTDOOR we BELIEVE 🤞🏻

aen-joy !! ★