I sigh, looking at the clock.
Riker's been with Rocky for fifteen minutes. I have to go home. I have yoga early tomorrow morning and I should probably clean my apartment because of the clothes everywhere.
I stand from the bed, fixing my shirt before exiting the room. Riker walks down the hall towards me. "Hey," I capture his attention.
"Hi, baby. What's up?" He pulls me into him by my hips.
I shrug, setting my hands on his shoulders. "I have to get going," I whisper.
He frowns, moving his face into my neck. I let out a quiet gasp as he plants a wet kiss on my skin. "Can I come?" He flicks his tongue against my neck.
"Rik-Riker," I moan.
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. He quickly pulls away. "I'll drive you home," he says as he takes my hand.
I give Rocky- who was the one who came up the stairs- a quick side hug. After saying goodbye to everyone, Riker drops me off.
"Hey," he touches my arm before I can get out. I turn to look at him. "How about I bring you some lunch tomorrow?" He smiles sweetly.
I smile back. "I would love that but I'm working until 4," I sigh.
He removes his hand from my arm. "Alright, how about dinner? I'll bring over Chinese around six?" He offers.
I nod, leaning over the counsel to kiss him. "Sounds good. I'll see you tomorrow," I say as I open the door. "I love you."
"Love you more, babe. See you tomorrow," I close the door once he's done speaking.
I watch him pull out of the parking lot before heading inside. I walk up the stairs, finally reaching my door. I clean up at bit, washing the counters and doing some laundry. I wash my sheets, falling asleep as I watch a movie.
1 month later;
I sit on the couch, biting my lip.
Riker's been on tour for about four days and the hate keeps getting worse. I normally wouldn't mind because Riker would catch me reading the tweets or comments on my Instagram pictures and he'd take my phone, kiss me, and tell me I'm beautiful and he loves me. But he's not here to do that and no one is keeping me from thinking they're right.
I jump at the sudden vibration in my hand. I glance back down seeing the caller ID.
In coming call from; Rikey💙
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a/n:
Sorta a cliff hanger. But there's going to be major feels In the next chapter, I promise!
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It All Started With a Whisper ||Rikvannah||
Fanfiction"Hi," she whispers. "Hello," he replies at the same volume of her voice. Little did they know, that one whisper from one another would change their lives forever. They will never be the same after something huge happens.
