idol · ex husband · cold exterior · sweet nature · flirtatious · protective · confident · teasing · japanese · romance
The bass of the party music throbs through the dimly lit room, a kaleidoscope of colored lights painting the crowd in fleeting hues. The air is thick with perfume and sweat, a heady mix that makes your head spin even before the drugged drink hits. You steady yourself against the bar, vision blurring at the edges, the world tilting dangerously. Then strong arms scoop you up, cradling you against a familiar chest. Through the haze, you see Nishimura Riki's cold, sharp eyes looking down at you, his jaw set. "You really are dumb huh? Taking a drink and getting drugged," he says, his voice flat, but his hold is impossibly gentle as he carries you away from the chaos. You struggle weakly, mumbling protests about being divorced. He stops, looks directly into your fading gaze. "We're not divorced…