#cherry magic tickling

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Failed Negotiations

A/N: I haven’t seen any content with these two so far, so I decided to change that. Number 18 - Negotiation - of @vqler's Tickletober prompt list of 2025 ft. Tsuge and Minato from Cherry Magic.

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Minato was curled on the small couch with his usual energy, shoulders slouched but eyes bright, while Tsuge sat more rigidly next to him, hands folded neatly in his lap. Udon, had claimed the armrest above them, tail flicking lazily as if he were judging the entire scene.

They had only been officially dating for a short while now, but for Minato, every moment felt like he’d been given a second chance at life. Being able to sit this close, to hold Tsuge’s hand, to lean against him - even just brushing shoulders - was like being wrapped in the coziest blanket. Still, he wanted more. He always wanted to be closer.

“Tsuge-san,” Minato started, his tone both teasing and earnest, “you really need to let me know where I can touch you.” Tsuge blinked at him, his face already tinged with pink. “Wh-Where you can touch me?”

“Yeah,” Minato said, scooting a little closer, his knee brushing against Tsuge’s thigh, “I love skinship, you know. Holding hands, hugging, cuddling… but I don’t want to cross any lines that make you uncomfortable. So,” he leaned in, eyes shining mischievously, “where am I allowed?”

Tsuge’s heart skipped. Minato’s closeness, his warmth, the sincerity behind his playful tone - it was overwhelming in the most terrifyingly beautiful way. And Tsuge had a secret weighing on him: When they touched skin-to-skin, he could hear Minato’s thoughts. Every stray worry, every sweet desire, every embarrassing crush-thought he’d had - all of it.

It wasn’t something Tsuge was ready to admit. Not yet. So he panicked. His gaze darted to the armrest, where Udon was lounging like a guardian angel. He scooped the cat into his arms, hugging him to his chest like a shield. “I, um… I-I’m very ticklish.” The blonde blinked. Then, slowly, a grin spread across his face, wide and playful. “You’re… ticklish?”

Tsuge nodded quickly, hoping the admission would be enough to distract Minato, maybe even get him to stop pushing for now. “Yes. Very. So maybe you shouldn’t… you know…” But Minato wasn’t retreating. Quite the opposite. His grin softened into something mischievous, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

He gently reached forward, plucking Udon from Tsuge’s arms and setting the cat onto the floor. “Sorry, Udon. I need to test something.” “Wait- Minato-” Tsuge’s protest was cut short when Minato suddenly leaned forward, straddling him right there on the couch.

Tsuge’s back pressed into the cushions, his breath hitching as Minato’s hands hovered dangerously close to his sides. “So…” Minato drawled, tilting his head like a fox about to pounce, “is it really true?”

Tsuge’s mind raced. He could already feel the warmth radiating off Minato, could already hear his unspoken thoughts swirling to life the moment Minato’s fingers brushed his shirt. “He looks so nervous… he’s adorable. I wonder what his laugh sounds like. I want to hear it. I want to hear more than that, too…”

“Don’t,” Tsuge tried weakly, his voice trembling, “I’ll really-” Minato’s fingers pressed into his sides, wiggling gently. Tsuge burst into laughter right away, his entire body jolting as he squirmed under Minato. “A-Ahh! Hahaha! Minatohohoho! Stohhhp! I’m tiHihickliHish!”

The blonde’s smile softened into awe. Tsuge’s laughter wasn’t stiff or polite, no it was bright, bubbling, and completely unguarded. “Wow… you’re really ticklish,” Minato teased, his voice almost melting with affection. His hands traveled up Tsuge’s sides, tickling lightly as Tsuge wriggled beneath him, face flushed red.

“Ihht’s- ahhh! It’s not fahhhair!” Tsuge gasped between laughs, but Minato only leaned closer, his grin wide. “God, his laugh is even cuter than I imagined. I can’t believe I get to see this side of him. I want to keep hearing it… I want him to trust me like this always.” Hearing Minato’s thoughts through his laughter made Tsuge’s heart lurch.

He wanted to hide, but his body betrayed him, squirming and twisting as Minato dug gently into his ribs. “Minato hahahaha p-pleHehaase!” Minato chuckled, lowering his voice. “Please what? Please stop? Or… please keep going?” His hands moved up, fluttering against the ravenhead’s stomach through the fabric of his shirt.

Tsuge’s laughter spiked, his legs kicking against the couch that it made Minato nearly topple off the couch, his glasses slipping crookedly down his nose. “AHhh! NoOohohoho! Th-That tiHihickles too much!” However, Minato’s just continued to smile down at him, his heart melting at the sight of his laughing boyfriend.

And then, in a sudden, daring move, he bent down, pressing his lips softly against the side of Tsuge’s neck. Tsuge froze for half a second, before dissolving into laughter again, the sensation of Minato’s lips mixed with the ticklish tingle making him lose control. “Ahhh! M-Minato! Hhhahahah nohohot there!”

Minato grinned against his skin, his lips brushing warm trails along Tsuge’s neck while his fingers continued to wiggle into his ribs. “So sensitive here too? You’re too cute,” he murmured, his words sending shivers through Tsuge. The fact that - through it all - Tsuge could hear his unfiltered thoughts made the tickling even more effective.

“I love the way he sounds. I want to kiss him more. I want to make him happy. I want him to feel safe with me.” Overwhelmed, Tsuge’s laughter began to shift into something softer, breathier. His squirming slowed as Minato’s lips lingered, warm and teasing against his neck.

Then - unexpectedly - Tsuge let out a small, unguarded moan when Minato had used his tongue to lick along his neck, just aiming to tease him. Both of them froze. Minato pulled back just enough to look down at him, eyes wide, his own face bright red.

Tsuge stared back, equally flushed, his chest rising and falling quickly from the ticklish onslaught and the intimacy of the moment. For a long second, neither spoke. Then Minato, his cheeks still burning like fire, gave a crooked grin.

“I… uh… I think I want to hear more of that too.” Tsuge covered his face with his hands, groaning into them, but his smile peeked through, shy and helpless. Minato laughed softly, brushing his hair back as Udon meowed indignantly from the floor, as if demanding attention again. The heavy tension eased into warmth.

They both laughed nervously, the sound filling the cozy room, but neither pulled away. For the first time, Tsuge realized that maybe - just maybe - sharing even the most vulnerable sides of himself wasn’t as scary as he thought. “…Do as you please…”

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Unforgettable Business Trip

A/N: I had a different pair in mind but then I saw a clip of the anime again and whelp… the idea was there and there was no way back~ Number 05 - (Un)tie - of @lovelynim's Tickletober prompt list of 2024 ft. Adachi and Kurosawa from Cherry Magic.

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Adachi and Kurosawa entered the hotel room, tired but content after a long day of business meetings. It had been a productive trip but now that business was done, they just wanted to relax (and maybe even mess around a bit if you would ask Kurosawa). The room was simple but cozy, with two single beds separated by a small nightstand.

As soon as they stepped inside, having left their shoes at the entrance, Kurosawa closed the door behind them with a quiet click, his eyes locked onto Adachi. The ravenhead could feel Kurosawa’s intense gaze on him, his cheeks already starting to flush a light pink.

He still wasn’t quite used to how open Kurosawa was about his feelings but it was hard not to be drawn into his boyfriend’s warmth. "W-What is it, Kurosawa?" Adachi stammered, his voice soft and a little shaky. Kurosawa’s lips curved into a playful smile, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "I’m sorry, Adachi," he said, stepping closer, "but I can’t help it anymore."

Before he could even ask what he meant, Kurosawa gently but firmly pushed him onto the nearest bed. Adachi landed on his back with a surprised gasp, his eyes widening as the other climbed on top of him, straddling his waist.

"W-Wait, Kurosawa, what are you-" Adachi didn’t get any further when Kurosawa reached for his necktie, already having removed his own, glaring down at him with these lustful eyes like an animal in heat. In a swift motion the brunette intertwined his tie with Adachi’s, binding latter’s wrists together and securing them to the bed’s headboard.

The action was smooth and surprisingly deft, leaving Adachi blushing furiously as he realized just how trapped he was, letting all of it happen - it wasn’t like he could’ve overpowered the other anyway, not that he wanted though. Kurosawa leaned down, his face mere inches from Adachi’s, his breath warm against his skin.

"…I just want to be a little lovey-dovey," he murmured in a low voice, his smile heart-capturing. “He looks so cute when he’s flustered like this. I could just eat him up.” Adachi’s blush deepened, his heart pounding in his chest as he inadvertently heard Kurosawa’s thoughts.

His telepathy, a gift - or curse, depending on the situation - he’d acquired after turning thirty while still being a virgin, kicked in at the most inopportune moments (not that he could control it with the other literally sitting on top of him), making the whole situation worse than it really was.

"K-Kurosawa, this is embarrassing!" he squeaked, his voice barely above a whisper. Kurosawa’s grin widened and he leaned back slightly, his hands hovering over Adachi’s stomach. "I can’t help it Adachi," he teased, "you’re just too adorable."

His fingers brushed lightly against Adachi’s shirt and then, without warning, he began to tickle him, very slow and lightly - his fingertips sliding over his shirt-covered stomach like feathers. Adachi’s body jolted at the unexpected sensation and he bit down on his lip, trying desperately to suppress the giggles that were already bubbling up inside him.

"W-Wait, ahAhhahHaha K-KuHuhroHohosawaHaha!" he managed to stutter out, his body twisting as he tried to squirm away from Kurosawa’s tickling fingers. But his hot colleague wasn’t listening, his fingers creeping under the soft fabric, dancing over Adachi’s stomach, teasing the sensitive skin just beneath his shirt, delighted by his reactions.

“He’s so ticklish here… I wonder if he’ll laugh even more if I go for his sides next.” Adachi’s eyes widened as he heard Kurosawa’s thoughts and he braced himself, pressing his eyes together for a second, but it was no use. Kurosawa’s hands moved up to his sides, fingers pressing into the soft spots just below his ribs.

The reaction was immediate - his laughter spilled out uncontrollably, bright and melodic as he squirmed beneath the brunette’s touch. "AhhHahaha! Kurosawa please! SoHohomeone mihight h-hear us! L-LehEht goHOho~"

His face was flushed, his body writhing as he tried to escape the ticklish onslaught, but his wrists were still bound save and sound to the bed and there was nowhere for him to go. How did Kurosawa even manage to bond their ties so well?

"Don’t worry Adachi~ I made sure the hotel has thick walls when booking the room for us~" the other said nonchalantly and once again Adachi could feel his face heating up when his thoughts of doing far more than just a bit of tickling invaded his mind. "AhhahahahaHA!"

How far had he plan all this? Adachi didn’t know but he hadn’t time to think about it further as the ticklish feeling pulled him out of his thoughts again. "WahAhhAhha iHihit tihiHickles~" he laughed out. "Oh~ Does it now~" the other teased, a faint blush on his cheeks as well that made Adachi’s only grew even deeper.

Kurosawa watched him with an adoring smile, his heart swelling at the sight of Adachi’s genuine laughter. By now, he was completely charmed by this supreme sound, by the way those rosy cheeks were flustered like a red apple, the way he squirmed underneath him...

He wanted to touch him more, make him laugh more… feel him more. “God, he’s so cute… I could tickle him forever. But maybe I should try his armpits next… I wonder how much more he’ll laugh then.” Adachi’s breath hitched at the thought and he tried to protest, but his voice came out in a string of stuttering giggles.

"N-No! Don’t- ahhahaha Don’t do that!" However, the brunette was just giving him a grin, his eyes sparkling. "Oh already knowing my next move~ Ahh it feels like we’re already connected and can read each other’s minds~" Kurosawa retorted, his hands wiggling exactingly. Adachi didn’t say anything more… If only he knew…

His hands moved up, slipping under the black-haired’s arms, and his fingers began to tickle his armpits with light, quick strokes. Adachi’s laughter hit a new pitch, his entire body shaking as he struggled to endure the ticklish sensations.

"HahAhahha! I…cahAn’t…aHah…oHore!" he begged, gasping for air, his face flushed in a deep shade of pink. "But you never told me to stop for once… do you actually enjoy it Adachi~" "NoOHohhooh!" Adachi could hear Kurosawa’s thoughts, a mix of affectionate teasing and slightly dirty musings that only made him blush harder.

“Look at him… he’s so helpless and cute. Maybe I should kiss him right here, just to see him blush even more… but not yet. I want to see him squirm a bit longer.” Adachi’s face burned with embarrassment, his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to find a way out.

The tickling was relentless and he could barely think straight, his mind overwhelmed with both Kurosawa’s thoughts and his own frantic giggles that just wouldn’t stop no matter how hard he tried. Then Kurosawa’s eyes flicked downward and a new idea seemed to form in his mind. His gaze landed on Adachi’s feet, still covered by his socks.

“What if I… took these off? I bet his feet are just as ticklish.” "Say… are your feet ticklish as well?" he asked innocently. Adachi’s eyes widened in realization and he instinctively tried to curl his toes, giving the brunette the answer he wanted. “He’s so adorable~”

"W-WaAhit, K-Kurosawa m-m-my fehEhet aren’t-" Adachi started, already giggling in anticipation, but it was too late. Kurosawa’s had already moved to the end of the bed, his hands moving to his ankles, holding them in place as he slowly peeled off one sock, then the other.

He took his time, letting the anticipation build as he watched Adachi squirm, his fingers carefully pulling the fabric away to reveal his bare feet. He let the socks fall to the floor, a grin spreading across his face as he lightly traced a finger down each sole of Adachi’s foot.

The ravenhead let out a squeak, his body jerking as he tried to pull his foot away but Kurosawa held him steady. "Pfft- aHAhah nOHho thEhere!" Adachi pleaded, his voice breaking into giggles as Kurosawa’s fingers began to tickle his bare feet in earnest. He could hear his thoughts filled with teasing affection.

“He’s so ticklish here… and under his toes, too. His feet feel so soft… Ahh I’m gonna drive him crazy.” Kurosawa’s fingers slid under Adachi’s toes, tickling the sensitive skin there, and Adachi’s laughter turned desperate. His body shook with uncontrollable giggles, his breath coming in short gasps as he tried to twist away.

"P-PleHEhehase, Kurosawa- ngh I- IhhiHihi… I’ll doHoho aHahnything!" Adachi managed to choke out between laughs and a slight moan from which he hoped the other hadn’t hear. Kurosawa’s hands paused for a moment, his eyes narrowing playfully.

"Anything?" he echoed and Adachi ignored the wave of scenarios of all kinds (much of the dirtier, kinkier side to be honest) that hit his brain like a tsunami as the brunette’s brain thought about how far he could get with him tonight.

“That's a once in lifetime chance. Think about it Kurosawa... Ahh I want to touch him so bad... That was a moan just now, right? Oh my God it sounded so sweet, I want to hear it again, making him feel good and fu- …No, Adachi wouldn't like that... I'll wait for it once he's ready. I want our first time to be something special, yeah... So, for now... a kiss will do...”

Adachi nodded frantically, his face flushed and his chest heaving. "Y-Yes! Just… Just stohOhop tickling me!" The other leaned in closer, his expression turning serious, but his eyes still held that familiar, affectionate warmth. "…Then… kiss me," he whispered, his breath ghosting over Adachi’s lips.

The ravenhead’s breath caught in his throat and for a moment he was too stunned to speak. But then, seeing the sincerity in Kurosawa’s eyes, he nodded, his own gaze softening. "Okay… I’ll kiss you," he agreed, looking to the side, too embarrassed to match his gaze. Kurosawa’s eyes lit up and he wasted no time.

He leaned in, closing the distance between them, and their lips met in a passionate, heartfelt kiss. Adachi melted into the kiss, his body relaxing as the warmth of Kurosawa’s lips against his own sent a shiver down his spine. He even didn't fight back when the brunette pressed his tongue in as well, embracing his own in a hot, messy fight to obtain superiority.

When they finally pulled away, both of them were breathless, their hearts pounding in unison. Kurosawa pressed his forehead against Adachi’s, his voice soft and full of sincerity. "I’m sorry Adachi. I got a little carried away," he mumbled, giving him an apologizing look.

Adachi shook his head. "It’s alright… I didn’t… really hate it," he murmured, the last part barely audible, though his cheeks reddened as he heard Kurosawa’s lingering thoughts of affection and adoration echoing in his mind. “He really is the cutest when he blushes… I could kiss him a thousand times and never get enough.”

"You will be my dead one day~" the brunette mumbled before letting himself plop on the ravenhead, embracing him in a tight hug. "H-Hey, what-" As the warmth of his thoughts continued to flood his mind, Adachi couldn’t help but smile, his heart full and content. For all the embarrassment and teasing he wouldn’t trade this moment for anything in the world.

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Bonus

They stayed like this for about a minute before Adachi, still blushing furiously, mumbled under his breath, “Kurosawa… can you untie me now?” His voice was soft but the embarrassment was clear as he avoided direct eye contact. Kurosawa chuckled warmly, his eyes softening as he reached up to loosen the neckties binding Adachi’s wrists.

“Of course, sorry about that,” he said, freeing him. As soon as his wrists were released, he rubbed them gently, feeling the slight redness where the ties had been. Gathering his courage, he pointed a finger at Kurosawa, his face still a deep shade of pink. “I-I’ll make sure to return the favor,” he declared, his voice wavering with a hint of nervousness.

The moment the words had left his mouth, Kurosawa’s eyes widened and a light trickle of blood started running from his nose - his mind clearly spiraling into his own fantasies. The sight of Kurosawa’s dazed expression with the classic nosebleed Adachi had read so often in one of Tsuge’s books made him feel a pang of worry - both for his and Kurosawa’s well-being.

“K-Kurosawa, are you okay?” he asked nervously. But the brunette quickly recovered, wiping his nose with a sheepish smile before flashing his angelic grin. Without missing a beat he grabbed Adachi’s hands, holding them gently yet firmly.

“I look forward to it,” he said, his voice filled with excitement, his thoughts immediately flooding into Adachi’s mind - “I can’t wait for him to take control, to see what he’ll do to me…”

Adachi’s eyes widened as he heard Kurosawa’s eager thoughts and he let out a soft sigh in his mind. My boyfriend really is hopeless, he thought, though the smile tugging at his lips showed just how much he adored Kurosawa despite it all.

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Ticklish Thoughts

A/N: This show is so amazing, and I really love the developing relationship of this main pair. They both have such different personalities and yet they truly seem to be made for each other. I really couldn’t stop myself with writing a little something for these two. Hope you like it.

Summary: Sometimes certain things happen when you at least expected them to. Having Kurosawa as his roommate was one of them. Getting tickled by him was another. Becoming to like this situation... heck, even Adachi didn't couldn't have seen this coming.

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This really wasn't how Adachi imagined to spend his Friday evening with. One thing had led to the other and now he had won a temporary roommate. Which - in fact - wouldn't be such a big issue if said roommate wouldn't be a certain colleague of his. To be fair, Kurosawa was a friendly guy and was visibly overjoyed that he had agreed to let him stay for a few days.

Things would've also been different if there wouldn't have been his stupid ability. Granted, it still seemed like a dream to him that he was able to hear other people's mind when touching them which also gained him the knowledge of the other's affection towards him. And here he was now, sitting with him at his chabudai, enjoying a freshly-cooked dinner.

It was a bit cramped and when his foot unintentionally touched his leg it started again. "Ahh I'm eating together with Adachi, this really is a blast. He even allowed me to stay with him, I wonder if-" He quickly pulled his foot away and nervously stroke his hair before he took another sip of his beer, finishing it.

It was his third one by now, but it helped a bit to stay calm and they wouldn't have to worry about getting up early anyway. "I'm gonna get us another round," he mumbled and stood up, a bit wobbly on his legs. "I can do that for-" Kurosawa said and already was half up, but Adachi held out his hand, making him sit down again.

"You're my guest, Kurosawa-san, so I'll serve you tonight," he said and shuffled over the ground, not seeing the tiny box in his way. He also didn't see the light blush on his (not-so-)secret lover's face, which quickly switched into a shocked expression as he approached the obstacle. Adachi stumbled and lost his balance, falling forward.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the impact and the embarrassing situation that... "ADACHI!" ...never happened. In the blink of an eye Kurosawa had been by his side and caught him in his arms, pressing the other against him. Adachi slowly open his eyes again and hold his breath when their faces were only a few centimeters away from each other.

Their eyes met and time seemed to stop for a second. This was so embarrassing. "Ehh… K-Kurosawa-san, you... can let me go now..." Adachi whispered almost inaudible, his cheeks turning red - was it from the alcohol or because of the situation... well it doesn't matter. The brunette just looked at him, continuing holding him in his arms.

"I never noticed that his eyelashes are so long, ahh I learned something new about him, that makes me so happy. I hope he isn't hurt, am I holding him too tight? His shampoo smells nice, I use the same one, yay another thing we have in common, ahh I could smell it all day."

There they were again, these thoughts, these damn thoughts filling his mind again and Adachi could feel himself getting hot. The other just looked at him for a while longer before his hands unintentionally squeezed his sides. A squeak escaped his lips, and he quickly pressed a hand on his lips.

"Is he eating properly? He's so skinny. Ahh, I want to cook for him... I wonder what food he likes more?" Kurosawa's thoughts flooded into Adachi's mind as his fingers continued to travel over his flanks, softly pressing into his sensitive sides as he studied his physique.

"AhAhAhahha K-KuHurosawa-saHAhn~" the ravenhead began to laugh in-between his thoughts, but the other literally seemed to be lost in thought, not realizing what he was doing. His ears were turning red, and a single bead of sweat was emerging on his forehead.

It got even worse when the brunette had reached his ribs, worming his fingers in-between the bones, kneading into the sensitive area. "...NohHOt thehEhre~" an already weakened Adachi laughed before realization seemed to set in for Kurosawa.

"Spicy food or… rather… sweet one? …Wait, did he just? Don't tell me he's… Ahh what are you thinking Kurosawa, you have an angel right in front of you and he's laughing. I didn't see him laugh before, it's so cute, I wanna save it as my ringtone~" The brunette smiled warmly at the man, enjoying that way too much.

"I haven't heard you laugh before, Adachi-kun... you should really smile more, it fits you so much more..." "...but only when it's just me, I don't want anyone else to see it and snatch you from under my nose me when I've come so far already," he finished in his mind and Adachi was one step closer to die out of embarrassment.

Kurosawa really shouldn't worry about things like this, but he couldn't tell him that, could he? "AhahAhahAHAhha, n-noHOhohoho!!! I- I aahahAhAHhAhah~" the ravenhead tried to say, not able to control his gleeful chortles that broke out of him. His bangs were falling into his face and his blush got deeper and deeper.

He couldn't remember the last time he had laughed so much, let alone being tickled like this but to his surprise he didn't really mind much. No one besides his mother had held him so gently before and it was a whole new experience to him. Was this what being in a relationship was like?

He couldn't end his thought because the next thing he knew Kurosawa had turned him around, letting him rest in his lap as ten fingers suddenly attack his stomach, tickling over his lower midriff. "Let me hear it just a bit longer~" the brunette teased, his "inner instinct" having taking control over him.

Adachi broke the second his hands reached their goal, and he wished he could melt into the ground. "HahaHAhAhahh... whAhahhaititi, K-KuroHOhhoohho, ahHAHAhahahah~" This felt so strange and yet so soothing. Adachi didn't know what was happening to him.

One thing was for sure, if he couldn't make Kurosawa stop this instant then this evening might not end with just an innocent tickle... and he wasn't ready for this, yet... So, in his distress, he did the one thing from which he thought might make Kurosawa stop.

"Y-Yuuichi, plehEHEhease~" Adachi called out in a high-pitched voice and as if it pulled a spell on him, the fingers got slower and suddenly stopped. "Did he just- Did he really!" "You called me by my name right now, did you?" Kurosawa said excitingly and grinned like a kid who just got a big piece of cake as a dessert.

Adachi broke out of his embrace and turned around, looking at him shy. "That... That was... just- AHHh y-y-you didn't stop tickling me, so I thought that this... would...make you...stop..." He had gotten quieter with each word and looked away, not able to face the other. "Is he embarrassed? How do you think I feel right now?"

When Adachi curiously turned his head, he was faced with a blushing Kurosawa, hiding on hand behind his face. "You really making it hard for me to restrain myself..." Kurosawa mumbled and Adachi wished he would have the courage to tease him back right now.

But all he could do was giving the other a poke himself, surprised when the oh-so-perfect Kurosawa let out an embarrassed chuckle himself. "...I'll remember this Yu- ehh Kurosawa-kun..." he said. The brunette looked at him surprised and this time Adachi didn't need his magic to see what he was thinking... Kurosawa was up for another round and so was he.