this is a tickle fic, If you don't like it keep scrolling!!
This is so bad written i'm sorry, im sleepy but i wanted to write something with these two. Doesn't have much of a story but... oh well :"3
Is this real�
Hirose⌠THE Hirose Aiki is now in Nakamuraâs house, in his ROOM. He must be dreaming because there is no way his luck can get this good in only one day.
âWoow, you really have an octopus in your room!â Hirose tapped the glass softly, smiling, and Icchan just stared at him (obviously).
âAre you⌠A-Are you sure you want to stay here? Iâm sure you are really busy.â Nakamura nervously played with his uniform, trying hard not to die from excitement.
âYeah! I want to make sure you are feeling well after that accident in the bathroom. Besides, I really didnât have any plans for today.â Hirose looked to the side with a fake pout. âUnless you donât want to spend time with me. Thatâs so mean, NakamuraâŚâ
âOF COURSE I WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH- I.. I MEAN IâLL GO MAKE SOME TEA! B-BE RIGHT BACK!â Nakamura rushed through the door, and Hirose couldnât help but laugh at his silly friend.
âWell, since Iâm hereâŚâ
Hirose looked at Nakamura's room. It was tidy and smelled like fabric softener. It was really nice. He was looking at his desk when he noticed a book behind a box. âWhat is that?â he said out loud and crouched to take a closer look. It was some kind of romance manga, with⌠two boys?
âWhat are you doing, Hirose?...â A voice coming from the door startled him, and he quickly got up with the book behind his back.
âNothing! Just tying my shoes!â A light blush spread on his cheeks.
Nakamura got closer to him and left the cups on the desk. It took him a minute to realize what Hirose had taken from his room, and his eyes immediately widened.
âN-NO! Nonono, give it back! Itâs not what it looks like, please!â He started to panic and tried to take the book from Hirose's hands.
âW-Wait! I just want to see what it is, I wonât judge!â He tried lifting his hand out of the other boyâs reach, but he forgot that Nakamura was, in fact, taller than him, so now it was a competition to see who had the strongest grip.
âPleasepleaseplease just give-....â While making an effort to take the manga, Nakamura had an interesting thought. What ifâŚ?
âHyah!?! W-What are you doing?? Noho!â Hirose was now being poked so gently by his classmate. It wouldn't have bothered any other person, but Hirose was⌠letâs just say a bit more sensitive than anyone else.
âPlease just let go!â Hirose was now hugging the manga and trying to get away at the same time. It wasn't working really well though, since Nakamura was now surprisingly more confident and pinching his sides with a little more force.
âNahakamurahaha, s-stohop!â In a desperate move, Nakamura tried tickling his underarms, and that's when he couldn't hold it anymore and let go of the book. As soon as he got the manga, he placed it on a bookshelf high enough so Hirose wouldnât reach it.
And realization kicked in. He had just tickled Hirose. He made him laugh so cutely and couldn't even enjoy it because of that stupid book.
Hirose covered his sides and let out a few more giggles. âYohou are mean! I just wanted to sehee what you liked!â He recovered incredibly fast for someone that ticklish and quickly grabbed Nakamura's arms, pinning him to the bed. âNow I have to get you back for that! It's only fair.â He wiggled his fingers in the air, and thatâs all it took to turn Nakamuraâs face tomato red.
âH-Hirose! Iâm sorry, but I-I couldn't let you see that! It was the only wahay pleheahase nohoho!â Nakamura was just a mess. It was the best and worst day of his life. Did he want to get his crush's attention? Well, duh, but was this the way he imagined it would happen? Not. At. All.
âYouâre gonna regret it!â His tickles were way rougher than Nakamuraâs, but they still felt like an angelâs touch from the otherâs perspective.
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Now this was something.
Hirose was expecting loud cackles, thrashing, and kicking. But Nakamuraâs reaction was⌠so different from his other friends. His laugh was weirdly calm and soft. He barely fought back and was almost leaning into the touch. It made him feel⌠warm? It was such a pretty sight, nothing like he had seen before.
âHihihirose⌠I-I cahanât! Pleheasehe, movehe!â He didnât realize he was still tickling his stomach, but he wanted to keep going just for a little longer. So he moved to his armpits to see if he would react any other way.
âHIHIhirose!! D-Dohohonât!â Nakamura shook his head and kicked his feet just a little. How could he be so calm compared to him? Tears were forming in the corners of his eyes, but he wanted to mess with him just a little more.
âDonât what?â Hirose stopped and smiled expectantly.
âTihickle mehehe.â âŚOh shit. He didnât just fall for the oldest trick in the book, right?
âIf you say so!â Moving his hand to tickle Nakamura's neck was the best decision he could make. With an involuntary movement, he accidentally trapped Hirose's hand there and made him go crazy. Finally, his laugh went silent, and that was the sign to stop his attack at last.
Hirose sat beside his friend and looked at the mess he created. He was satisfied. Only a comfortable silence was left in the room.
âYou should laugh more often, you have a⌠a pretty laugh.â
If it were possible, Nakamura's face would be even redder than before. He covered his face with both his hands and curled his body into a ball.
Again. There was no way this was happening. But it was, and that made Nakamura SO happyâŚ
There's no escape now, you thief, barging in my new house stealing things, I'll keep you in this basement for a while as my new toy, oh? You ticklish? You'll be my tickle toy then. Would you prefer I call the cops to arrest you? I have the cctv recording you breaking in, so now behave and be my tickletoy, we can even record this, don't worry you can keep ur mask on since u came in wearing it, this would be a good example for those ladies burglars what awaits them for messing with me, an eye for an eye, you rob my house, now is my turn to rob your sanity
