Hey Dame! Mind doing some NaeGami? Idc who tickles I just need NaeGami please- -IA-
Naegi received a warm welcome when he knocked at Togami's door that morning.
"What do you want, commoner."
"Uh... I just wanted to see if you were free to hangout today?" He gave him a sheepish smile, which earned him an eye roll from the ultimate. However, he stepped aside to let him in, with an irritated sigh.
"Your new condo is nice," Naegi said, admiring the spacious interior and posh artistic decorations.
"It's adequate. Nowhere near close to Togami family standards, but it'll serve its purpose for the time being."
Ridiculous. A place like this probably cost upwards of six figures. He wondered what actual Togami family standards looked like.
Naegi plopped down on the ivory sofa in the living room and took in the penthouse view of the city. He'd never been inside a property that was this expensive before, so admittedly he was a bit star struck. It didn't last long, however. In a few seconds, Togami appeared in front of him donning a frightening scowl.
"Get off." he commanded, arms crossed at his chest. "Do you have any idea how much that's worth?"
"Typical peasant observation. It's a designer sofa made by one of the finest carpenters in France."
"Let me spell it out for you in simple terms so that your tiny walnut brain can understand. That sofa is not for sitting. Get up now or I'll call security."
Despite his threats, Naegi didn't move. He stared Togami down, as if to challenge him. He knew his words were mostly hot air; if he was really going to call security, they would've been there by now.
He smirked playfully, ready for a fight.
The next few moments were a blur. Suddenly, Togami was right in front of him, grabbing his wrists as Naegi reflexively tried to fight him off. His grip was pretty weak, thankfully, so it wasn't hard to break free. While the blonde was busy grappling with his flailing arms, he felt an uncharacteristic mischievousness flow through him.
When Togami wasn't paying attention, he pinched his side.
One surprised squeal and violent jerk later, Togami was doubled over and laying on his side, giggling breathlessly against the soft fabric of the unreasonably expensive sofa. Naegi watched in awe as he saw a rare expression of joy on his friend's face. He moved closer, climbing over his legs until they were pinned in place by his own.
"Don't," Togami snapped, his signature frown returning in an instant. "Not another word."
But it was too late. Naegi grinned and stretched out his arms, clamping down on his sides and wiggling his fingers on every unprotected inch of his body.
Togami's laughter was airy and bright. His smile was a bit awkward and strained, but it made his face light up as if the sun was beaming down on him. His high pitched giggles bubbled through the air so adorably that Naegi had no choice but to laugh along with him. He had never seen him like this: squirming from side to side, blushing with embarrassment, snickering like he'd heard the funniest joke of all time. It only made him want to tickle him more.
But his infatuation left him open for attack. He felt something squeeze his right side and shrieked before falling face first onto the sofa. He couldn't see where Togami's hands were coming from, so when they began gently digging into his ribs he failed to defend himself. The blonde climbed on his back and put all his weight onto him, rendering him immobile. He was now pinned on his stomach, completely vulnerable to the merciless tickling Togami was giving him. His laughter was much more frantic and frenzied; while Togami's was soft and a bit shy, his was more akin to boisterous cackling.
"AAAAAAH! Nahahahahahao, stahahap!"
"How do you like it? Huh, commoner? Do you like the taste of your own medicine?"
Togami's aggressive teasing was almost worse than the tickling itself. Naegi was out of breath within seconds. He could barely form sentences let alone think of a comeback.
"Okahahahay I'm sahaharee!! Pleeeease!"
"I don't think so. You're gonna pay for that."
He was tickled for a bit longer before Togami decided he'd had enough. He swallowed large gulps of air, taking more than a few moments to calm himself. When he looked at the blonde again, he was wearing the cheesiest grin he'd ever seen. It was different from his usual arrogant sneers.
He seemed like he was... having fun.
"Remember this next time you think about putting your filthy hands on me, peasant."
Naegi smiled softly in return.