[ Ryoji lets out a yelp of surprise and laughter when Akira's hands poke at his sides, but he's already backed up against the wall with nowhere left to run. He's never been tickled before, squirming away at the lightest touch, and doesn't know how quickly laughter can turn to pain when he runs out of air for trying to wheeze out his half of the conversation— ]
You don't have to, because I'll give you my heart!
[ —lost somewhere in between laughs and gasps and weak attempts to kick Akira in the stomach so he'll stop. ]
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[ Ryoji lets out a yelp of surprise and laughter when Akira's hands poke at his sides, but he's already backed up against the wall with nowhere left to run. He's never been tickled before, squirming away at the lightest touch, and doesn't know how quickly laughter can turn to pain when he runs out of air for trying to wheeze out his half of the conversation— ]
You don't have to, because I'll give you my heart!
[ —lost somewhere in between laughs and gasps and weak attempts to kick Akira in the stomach so he'll stop. ]