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@ryst2012123: Как её можно вообще поддерживать | homelander slideshow | #theboys #homelander #lindsayclancy #theboysedit #slideshow
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pov: You always thought Ni-ki was just... Ni-ki. Your annoying neighbor. Your personal pest. Your unofficial food thief. And, unfortunately, the most unfairly handsome person you'd ever had the displeasure of seeing every day. He had this habit of appearing out of nowhere. "Hey." You'd turn around. Ni-ki. Leaning against your doorway like he paid rent there. "What?" "I'm hungry." "Then eat." "I don't have food." "You literally live next door." He'd stare at you. You'd stare back. Then he'd walk into your house anyway. "Ni-ki!" "What?" "Ask first!" "You never say no." "Because you don't give me enough time to!" He'd shrug before opening your refrigerator. That was Ni-ki. Annoying. Teasing. Funny when he wanted to be. Always somehow around you. Sometimes you'd catch him staring at you from across the street, only for him to immediately look away when you noticed. And despite all your complaints... You thought he was cute. Very cute. Annoyingly cute. Especially when he smiled. And, okay— He was also ridiculously handsome. And hot. But you'd rather die than tell him that. Because the moment you admitted it, he'd never let you live it down. "You're staring." You'd immediately look away. "I'm not." "You were." "I was looking at the wall." "The wall is behind me." "...Shut up." He'd laugh. That was your relationship. At least, you thought it was. Until that night. You were looking for him. It was already late, and you'd knocked on his door twice. No answer. You tried the handle. Unlocked. "Ni-ki?" Nothing. You stepped inside. You'd done this countless times before. His parents knew you. You knew the house. Nobody cared anymore if you walked in. You checked his bedroom. Empty. Living room. Empty. Kitchen. Nothing. "Where is this idiot?" You wandered toward his study. Still nothing. Then you noticed it. The closet door. It was slightly open. You frowned. "Ni-ki?" You pushed it. The closet was empty. Except... There was a door behind it. You froze. That wasn't supposed to be there. Your first thought was simple. Don't open it. Your second thought was— Obviously, I'm going to open it. You pushed the hidden door. It opened silently. And your entire world changed. There were men inside. A lot of them. Black suits. Weapons. Tables covered with documents. Metal cases. And in the middle of the room— Ni-ki. But not your Ni-ki. He stood at the head of the table, dressed completely in black. His expression was cold. His posture straight. His eyes sharp enough to make the room go silent. One of the men spoke. "Boss, the shipment—" "Move it tonight." Ni-ki's voice was different. Low. Calm. Dangerously emotionless. "If they refuse?" "Then make them understand." You felt your heart drop. Boss? Your hand covered your mouth. You slowly backed away. Nobody noticed. Not even him. You slipped out, closed the door, and practically ran home. You didn't sleep. Not even for a second. You stared at your ceiling until morning. Your brain kept replaying the same image. Ni-ki. The boy who stole your snacks. The boy who teased you for being short. The boy who once asked you to help him choose between two identical shirts. He was a mafia leader? You buried your face into your pillow. "This is insane." A knock came from your front door. You froze. Another knock. Three short taps. You knew that rhythm. Ni-ki. Your stomach twisted. You slowly got up. When you opened the door, he was standing there. And somehow... He looked completely normal. Sweatpants. Messy hair. Sleepy eyes. Holding a plastic bag. "Morning." You stared at him. He frowned. "What?" "You..." "What?" "You..." He tilted his head. "You look like you've seen a ghost." You swallowed. "You were gone last night." "Yeah." "Where?" "Out." "Doing what?" "Stuff." "What stuff?" He looked at you suspiciously. #nishimurariki #ni_ki #enhypen #ni_kienhypen
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