superbeast | [ IC CONTACT ]

I haven't seen it here. Judging from the times we talk, what I've seen him do or hear he's done, and all the shit he keeps pulling that hurts your feelings? I can't think of a better word to describe it than that.

If I snuck into your bed, kissed you whenever I felt like it, said I loved you when you're obviously not interested in me-- how would you react, Akira? If your team members needed you for something, you'd probably jump to help without thinking anything of it. If Ren-fa came here, what would you do with her?

[a moment's pause, followed by a slight shrug as best as he could.]

Heh. Well, I never said I wasn't an idiot too.

Neither of you are idiots. I'm the idiot.

[ Akito raises an arm, to tuck it under his head. ]

Now shush, I still haven't gotten my nap yet.

You're not.

[and he leaves it at that, since he's been shushed. not that Akira minded a good nap. he blows air at Akito's face one more time before quickly closing his eyes to sleep-- the most innocent.]

[ there's a pause. a very, very long pause, in which Akito-- considers his life choices.

then takes a deep, deep breath, cheeks puffing out from all that air before he blows it right in Akira's face in revenge. ]

[... ack! he wiggles his nose and rubs his face into the pillow in response, cracking one eye open to look at Akito after.]

Hey.

You asked for it!

[ --and leaning forward to blow in his face again-- just closer, this time. ]

Ah, is that how it is?

[takes advantage of that distance to blow at his face right back.]

[ no, no, that will not do. Akito moves a hand forward, and-- pinches Akira's nose between his index finger and thumb.

and waits. he'll have to give up at some point. ]

Shh'.

... are you trying to kill me?

Would it really be this easy?

Maybe. I'm only human. Though knowing what happens when you die in this place, I'd haunt you when I got back.

[ .. just going to wait here, then. with his fingers still pinching Akira's nose. ]

[Akito, why. why would you betray him like this.

though after a few seconds, Akira's first attempt at getting that hand away is to stick his tongue out and try to lick Akito's fingers.]

[ Akira has a mouth, he won't die. but that's fine, go ahead and lick at his fingers, it doesn't bother him. ]

That's a terrible strategy.

[lick, liiiick. granted, it would probably be a lot more effective if this were Agito.]

Why?

[ piiinches. yeah, you're getting nowhere with that. ]

Well, is it working?

Very slowly, maybe.

[the hand that wasn't wrapped around Akito? quickly gets moved for some surprise tickling to his sides.]

[ both of his hands flinch back in response to that tickling, moving to try and shove Akira's hand away. ]

Stoooppp, that tiiicklesss!

[akira: 1, akito: 0.]

Are you sure? I don't think that sounds very sincere. [aka, no, not stopping just yet.]

[ ROLLING, RIGHT INTO THE WALL. ]

Nooooo, Akiraaaaaa!

Hmmm? What's wrong, Akito?

[said all too innocently, the tickling being toned down just slightly. nothing suspicious here!]

That's cheaating! Mean!

[ deep breaths, in between giggles as he shoves at those hands more. ]

[he lets his hands back down for a moment at those shoves, just hovering close instead.]

Shhh, accept defeat gracefully. Or I'll have to tickle you forever!

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