pov: ni-ki is the kind of friend who is so fun to be around, but most of the time, he's annoying, especially when he always teases you because it's part of his routine whenever you are together. whenever he'd catch you watching the guy you have a crush on, he'd always be there to remind you that you're far from his league. he'd often call you "ugly" with a playful grin, knowing full well that it was all in good fun. deep down, you knew he didn’t mean it; it was just his way of keeping things light. “come on, ni-ki! you know i’m not that bad,” you’d retort, rolling your eyes, but a smile would tug at your lips despite yourself. he’d laugh, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “yeah, sure! just look at him! he’s a model, and you...” he would dramatically gesture at you, “well, you’re... you.” sometimes, those teasing remarks stung a little more than he intended. you didn't know what he was up to. but you just told yourself that if it was something that made him happy whenever you were together, then fine. besides, you were used to him being like that. but it came to the point where you felt like you really reached your limit—he pushed your buttons a little too hard. it was last week when you were studying together. you kept talking about the guy you had a crush on, praising him and telling how much he meant to you. ni-ki, on the other hand, was relentless. “don’t get your hopes up too much with that face, ugly!” he teased, laughing as you shot him a glare. it was meant to be funny, but that day, it hit differently. you stood up abruptly, frustration bubbling inside you. “i’m done, ni-ki!” with that, you stormed out, leaving him surprised and a bit taken aback. for the next few weeks, you ignored his texts and calls, determined to show him that his words had consequences. then one night, you reluctantly decided to attend a friend’s birthday party. as you arrived, the familiar buzz of laughter and chatter enveloped you. scanning the room, you spotted your friend chatting with ni-ki in the kitchen. curiosity got the better of you, and you couldn't help but linger near the doorway, eavesdropping on their conversation. “where’s your so-called best friend, huh?” your friend asked, and you felt a pang of guilt at being absent for so long. ni-ki shrugged, looking a bit downcast. “i don’t know. she’s been distant lately.” your heart raced as you listened, intrigued. “you miss her?” your friend prodded, teasingly. “yeah,” he replied, almost shyly. "well, it's obvious. you've been acting different without her," she nudged ni-ki. "it seems like you like her, but you always tease her, calling her ugly—" ni-ki didn't let her finish. "she’s beautiful." at that moment, your heart skipped a beat. you weren’t sure if you heard him right. the words echoed in your mind, and in your shock, you accidentally dropped the drink you were holding. the glass shattered on the floor, drawing everyone's attention, including ni-ki's. as their eyes turned toward you, you felt heat rise to your cheeks. “oh my god...” you mumbled, feeling exposed and flustered. in a panic, you turned and fled the kitchen, your heart racing not just from embarrassment but from the realization that ni-ki had called you beautiful. had he really meant it? the playful teasing suddenly felt like a complicated game, and you were left wondering if there was more to his words than just banter. you walked away, just wanting to leave the scene. you felt like someone was trying to keep pace with you, so you walked faster until you felt a grip on your arm. you turned around and saw ni-ki's worried look. "hey, are you okay?" he asked, still holding your arm. you tried to remove it, but his grip just tightened, not wanting to let go for any moment. "ni-ki, leave me alone." "no, we'll talk," he insisted. you sighed at his response. you wanted to walk away and get away from him, but there was also a part of you that wanted everything to be clear. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #ni_ki #nikienhypen #fyp - @jayaein_