Massage
Lee!Sakura / Ler!Suo
Warning: First part is mostly feet tickling
Summary: Sakura hurts his foot in a fight and seeks Suo’s aid. After suggesting a massage, Suo learns something about his friend.
A/N: I didn’t read this after writing it so ignore any errors
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Sakura wasn’t used to getting hurt in fights. He was skilled and usually a tier above anyone he fought.
He wouldn't’ve ever expected to hurt himself while beating up a thug who was causing trouble in the town, but here he was. One of his ankles sat on Suo’s knee as the boy examined his right foot.
“I should take you to a nurse.” Suo sighed, partially annoyed that Sakura would come to him instead of a professional. “I could probably get you in trouble with Umemiya for not telling anyone about an injury, y’know?” He teased, looking Sakura in his eyes.
Sakura couldn’t maintain eye contact. He looked away, slightly blushing. “Don’t. I don’t even know how this happened!” He crossed his arms. “I lifted my leg to kick the guy in his scummy face, but when I pivoted my foot, I felt something weird.”
“Something weird? Did you sprain it?” Suo asked, worriedly. He furrowed his eyebrows and considered asking how he could find the guy who was technically responsible for this.
“I dunno! I’m not a doctor, you figure it out…” The injured boy pouted, still looking away. He hadn’t turned to face Suo since he’d walked into the room. He was too embarrassed to have gotten hurt, and having to show a classmate doubled it.
Suo rolled his eyes. “Well, neither am I…but if I had to guess…you probably just twisted it the wrong way.” Suo grabbed Sakura’s foot and examined it all over. “Nothing looks weird to me.”
“So you can’t fix it?! This was a waste of time!” Sakura huffed and puffed, dramatically. He finally turned his head to face Suo, who was giggling.
“What? What’s funny?” Sakura growled. Suo didn’t reply. He just sat there, covering his face as he giggled out loud.
“Oh, nothing. I’m just thinking about how funny it’ll be when I tell Nirei about this. I’m sure he would love to include this injury in your section in his journal.” Suo spoke, staring Sakura in the eyes. He seemed serious but playful. Poor Sakura couldn’t tell if he should beg for mercy or slap him in the face.
Slamming his uninjured foot against the floor in an attempt to scare Suo, Sakura replied: “You’d better fucking not! I’ll…I'll, uh, I’ll beat your ass! I swear, Suo!”
Suo laughed, causing Sakura to become even more angry with him. “Hey! Don’t you dare tell Nirei, I swear I’ll kick your a-”
“Hush! I’m only joking. However…with a hurt foot, you won’t be able to go on any patrols in the city.” Suo interrupted. Sakura raised an eyebrow and sighed. With his injured foot still on Suo’s knee, he gathered up all of his pride and asked:
“Will you…fix…it? Or something? Gah, I don’t fucking know! Just do something!”
Suo smiled and nodded. “Yes, I will try to fix this pain in your foot.” He scooted his chair closer to Sakura and sat his ankle in his lap. Suo’s fingers suddenly grabbed onto the pad of his foot, catching Sakura off guard.
“Hey! Stohap!” Sakura yelped, trying to pull his ankle away. Suo grabbed it just in time and spoke.
“Is something wrong? Did that hurt?”
Sakura shook his head and replied: “No…no…it didn’t. Just don’t grab it like that, alright?!”
“Alright.” Suo gently began to massage his thumbs into the pad of Sakura’s right sole. He moved his fingers slowly, trying not to startle the boy like last time.
He looked up and saw that Sakura had laid his head over the back of the chair, staring at the ceiling. He seemed content, so Suo continued massaging.
After a few moments, he slid his thumbs down to the arch of Sakura’s foot, lightly moving them in circular motions across his warm skin. Suo noticed that Sakura had begun to wiggle his toes, so he decided to be playful and tap one of them.
“Ah, asshole! Stop it!” Sakura shouted, scrunching his foot. He gave up trying to pull it back since Suo always caught it.
“Are you sure that it doesn’t hurt? It’s alright if it does…” Suo tried to reassure the boy. He didn’t want him to feel embarrassed about his injury.
“I’m fucking positive! It just…shut up! Just massage it or whatever and be done with it!” Sakura was becoming visibly red all over… His cheeks and nose were red, and even his ears were red. Suo could tell that something was up…
Ignoring Sakura’s loud demands, Suo continued pushing his thumbs into the arch of his foot. However, he ‘accidentally’ let one of his fingers slip down the length of Sakura’s sole–from his toes to the ball of the foot.
Sakura yelped and his knee jolted, trying to retract his foot. Suo swiftly grabbed and placed his ankles in an armlock, and before Sakura knew it, he was being tickled!
Five fingers scribbled up and down the entirety of his foot’s arch, causing him to let out a laugh that Suo had never heard before. It was deep, but light and playful.
“Wahah! Suo, stohahap! Whahat the hehell?!” Sakura howled with laughter, tugging at his ankle.
“Shh! So loud…” Suo giggled, bluntly scraping his fingernails against the upper section of Sakura’s arch, near the pad of his foot. Sakura’s toes were wiggling, his sole was scrunching, and his fingers were clenched into fists.
He tried anything to resist the horrible ticklish feelings of Suo’s fingertips, but nothing worked. “Gahaha! Suo, whaha, why?! Stohap this!”
Suo shrugged. “Well, I figured that something was afoot when you kept reacting weirdly to the massage. Ah, this doesn’t hurt, right? All jokes aside.” The boy stopped his fingers. “I know it tickles, but does it hurt..?”
“No…it doesn’t hurt! Now stop it! Lemme go!” Sakura whined. He jabbed Suo in the side with his other foot’s toes, which would’ve helped him escape if Suo hadn’t grabbed that ankle and added it to the armlock as well.
“Well, if it doesn’t hurt, why should I stop? You seem to enjoy it. See?” Suo snickered, jamming his fingers between his left foot’s toes. He slid them back and forth, making Sakura go berserk. He shook in his chair and slammed his fists against his thighs.
“GaHAhaHAha! NuhuHUHAhoHO!” Sakura could barely form a sentence. His mind was beginning to go to mush as he felt Suo’s fingers tickle the shit out of the sides of his toes.
“All of this laughter, you must love it. You know you love it, Sakura.” Suo chuckled, hoping his gaslighting attempt would work. He held a random foot’s row of toes and scribbled his fingers underneath them, not missing a single spot. No area under Sakura’s toes went untickled, he made sure to scratch between the bottoms of every single toe, and then some.
“I dohon’t! I doHOhoHAheho! I fuhUHahOHoha! I fuhucking hate it!” Sakura managed to say, through all of his laughter.
Suo made a dramatically sad face and let go of his toes. He even freed Sakura’s ankles from the armlock, too. “You hate it? Really?” He pouted.
“Yes, I do! And fuck you, that tickled! Really badly..!” Sakura shouted, his face pink as it could be. He pulled his feet into his lap and grabbed his shoe, throwing it at Suo.
The boy had narrowly missed the shoe to the face. He ducked just in time, luckily. Suo smirked and began crawling towards Sakura.
“Wuh…hey, stop! Stop that! You’re fucking creepy, y’know that?!” Sakura yelled, backing up as quickly as he could. He felt kind of bad for calling Suo creepy, but the boy had a mad scientist look on his face as he slithered toward him! He couldn’t help but throw insults. It was that, or throwing fists!
Without speaking a single word, Suo pounced on Sakura’s thighs, sitting down comfortably. He wiggled his fingers in the air and slowly pushed them towards Sakura’s belly.
“Gah, noho! Nohot more, puhlease!” Sakura whined, kicking his feet. He tried to grab Suo’s wrists, but he was so weak from giggles that he just couldn’t.
Suo snuck his fingers under Sakura’s shirt and began pinching his hips and waist. His fingertips poked and prodded at his belly as well.
“Suhuho, nohOHaha! It tihickles!” Sakura pleaded for Suo’s mercy, but he was too focused on getting revenge for the shoe to the head.
Suo snaked his fingers upward and clawed Sakura’s ribs, his fingernails raking up and down, again and again. Sakura was a mess at this point. He was so weak from laughter that he could hardly fight back, but he couldn’t just sit there and accept his ticklish demise like that!
He whacked Suo’s head with his limp fists, but it didn’t damage the boy at all. If anything, it tickled him too.
“Trying to attack me, Sakura?” Suo hummed, an evil grin on his face. Sakura was smart enough to know that Suo would use this so-called ‘attack’ as a reason to tickle him even more, so he clamped his arms against his sides and prayed for the best.
“Aw, you know I can just…” Suo grabbed Sakura’s wrists and placed them above his head firmly. “Do this, right? Now you can’t protect those ticklish pits, eh?”
Sakura’s forehead was sweating. He was trapped and Suo somehow knew his most ticklish spot. Biting his tongue, he brought his knee up and slammed it into Suo’s back.
“Cute…that didn’t hurt…at all,” Suo spoke. “Just a few more tickles and I’ll stop. Besides, you love this. Right?”
Sakura shook his head and replied: “Yes!”
Suo looked surprised. “What? Hm, alright…” Sakura’s eyes widened when he realized his mistake.
“No! Nohoho, I meant no! Suo!” Sakura shouted. How the hell did he mess that up so badly?
Suo watched Sakura beg. He pitied him right now. He considered stopping but wanted to hear the boy’s cute laughter a little bit more before he stopped.
“One…two…” Suo used his free hand to poke the center of Sakura’s armpit. “Three!” Then, he used all five fingers to scratch up and down the slightly sweaty, but endlessly ticklish area. He curled his fingers around the sides and edges of the underarm, eliciting an adorable laugh from Sakura.
“NahaHAha! Suhuho, I’m goHOhahonna cry! Puhulease!”
Suo took a good look at Sakura’s eyes, but there were no tears. “Hm…fine.” He said, letting his wrists go and taking his fingers out of his armpit. “I’ll stop! Only because I’m not upset at you for trying to knock my head off anymore.”
“Wuh?! What the hell?! I never did that!” Sakura crossed his arms.
“You did! You threw that shoe, so instead of punching you, I gave you the easy way out. Say, thank you.” Suo spoke. He had to be crazy to expect ‘thank you’ to come from Sakura’s mouth.
“Thank…you?” Sakura had surprisingly decided to obey Suo. He was likely afraid that the boy would go crazy on him with tickling again. Either way, he was ready to get this over with and tell his friend something important.
“Thank…you. For my foot.” Sakura said with a blank expression. He sounded unsure about the thank you…
“Hm? What do you mean?” Suo was genuinely confused, he’d done more tickling than massaging.
“The tickling. I guess it helped, or something. I don’t fucking know! It just feels better, I guess!” Sakura stood up and held a hand out.
Suo grabbed it and was surprised to feel Sakura pull him up.
“If you tickle me again, I’ll kick your ass! I mean it! Okay?!”
Suo giggled. He couldn’t take Sakura seriously like this. His face was pink, his hair was messy, and he had no shoes on. “Alright, I won’t,” Suo said, smiling. “Need help finding that show you so rudely threw at me? I don’t see it anywhere.”
Sakura was taken aback, but Suo was right.
“F-fine! You can help me find it. But no silly games, like right then, alright?!”
Suo nodded. “I know, I know…no more silly games. Got it.”
The two boys teamed up to find Sakura’s socks and shoes that had somehow disappeared during this ‘physical therapy’ session. The day ended with Suo still teasing Sakura about his ticklishness, even threatening to tell Nirei, who would never let it go.
He wouldn’t do such a thing, though. He wanted to keep Sakura’s little secret all for himself.
