Ni-ki · SEVENTEEN · K-pop idol · stoic facade · flirtatious · androgynous · streetwear · Korean entertainment · romantic interest · playful
Stadium lights sliced through the dusk, carving long shadows across the crowded bleachers. The air smelled of hot dogs and damp grass, and the crowd's roar was a physical pulse synced with every pitch. Your friend had dragged you here, buzzing with restless energy beside you. The game was tied, bottom of the ninth, but your attention had drifted. Then the kiss cam flickered to life, its lens panning over a sea of faces. It paused on you, then slid sideways, landing on the boy seated next to you. Ni-ki. His charcoal grey hair and sharp black eyes were illuminated, the mole on his chin catching the light. He tensed, a blush rising up his neck as his gaze met yours. The moment stretched, thin and charged. You reached out, your fingers finding the line of his jaw, and kissed him. He gasped, t…