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[maskreant]

[ Akira didn't see this coming, but that's no problem. He kind of glowers at how slow the ground is passing by before giving a wry smile. ]

If you don't bike faster, I'm going to bite you.

[twostringsonebow]

[Oh, they're doing callbacks now. Goro laughs a little, but he picks up a bit. Still leisurely! But not slow. It's opening up into the view of the shore now anyway.]

What a threat... Look, see? There it is. [Hmmmmmm.

He's gonna be a daredevil and take a shortcut down the small slope into the sand when they get closer, fuck parking this thing at the top of any stairs he'll take it with him.]

[maskreant]

[ What the hell?! Akira is definitely not prepared for this. He doesn't scream or let out a yelp, but he clings onto Goro's waist like his life depends on it—it's just a small slope.

But it ends up being a small slope? How anticlimactic. ]

Was that necessary?

[ He's a little embarrassed. ]

[twostringsonebow]

You wanted to hurry to the beach, didn't you?

[Have you ever heard such a cheerful, smug tone. He is having so much fun.]

[maskreant]

[ Ghh... Akira grumbles for a moment. He did threaten Goro to hurry to the beach AND they are at the beach. The little slop slide was kind of fun, too, but like hell he's going to let Goro feel good about himself!!

He falls silent a little longer before squeezing Goro to death. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[Goro wheezes at the sudden squeeze, bike jerking a little in surprise and

down we go!! Into the sand, bike uncomfortably on top of half their bodies. Akira is getting such a look.]

Was that necessary?

[maskreant]

[ Akira only has a smug look on his face when Goro looks at him. Without a doubt, he gives him a thumbs up. ]

Definitely worth it.

[twostringsonebow]

[You know what else Akira is getting? He's getting some sand half-heartedly thrown back at him, and then Goro's extracting himself from this situation.]

You're lucky there wasn't anything dangerous down here. Though I suppose you could say the same to me, couldn't you...

[Worth it his butt, huff!! He'll carefully set his bike back up so Akira can stand too, take his hand.]

Are you alright?

[maskreant]

[ He obviously flinches when the sand is thrown, though it doesn't do much to him. Still squinting, he gives his friend a Look. ]

I'm fine.

[ There's no point in making a quip when Goro has already caught himself, so he takes his hand with a firm grip and... pulls Goro back down with him. He's feeling a little childish today—anything that will make him forget about what he saw. ]

[twostringsonebow]

That's goo--

[Oh my god, you brat, he's just gonna tumble down onto you like that, you know that right. Enjoy that weight.]

I'm warning you right now, [propping himself up, this is not as awkward as it could be he guesses, it's kind of nice, oh no that makes this kind of awkward doesn't it,] I got a failing grade from Silver earlier this month in wrestling. So I hope you're not looking for a fight. If that's what this is.

[maskreant]

Even if unintentional, you started it first with that sand attack of yours.

[ The weight makes him nervous at first, forcing him to wonder why Goro is so heavy despite being a model (joking), but he finds it comforting... the cold coarse sand under him is also comforting. It reminds him that this is real and not whatever he saw earlier in the night.

Akira only gives him a bright smile from below, not at all feeling threatened or cornered. If anything, he's admiring his friend's features as they're illuminated by the moonlight. This moment lasts a little longer before he finally makes a move with hands snaking over Goro's sides. ]

What about a tickle fight?

[twostringsonebow]

[Akira really is prettier than he thinks. Especially with that smile of his, it feels like it's lightning up the more than any moon. Goro jerks when there's hands at his sides, obviously ticklish, and he is gooooing to try and escape.]

No, absolutely not, I don't pick fights I can't win.

[he's forfeiting he's not gonna do this]

[maskreant]

[ Come baaack. He clicks his tongue twice again... Whoops. He needs to stop that, but it's hard not to when Goro is running away from him like a cat that doesn't want to be dressed up for the day. Unfortunately, Akira follows after him and digs his fingers into Goro's side, making swift work in this unfair battle.

LET HIM HEAR YOU LAUGH LIKE AN IDIOT ]

[twostringsonebow]

[YOU ARE THE CRUELEST PERSON he's gonna be laughing so hard he snorts, you fiend, please tell me you're gonna let him have some air before he sounds like a goddamn hyena.

Like, there is no better place to do this than on a beach alone at night with the ocean gently washing against the moonlit shore behind them but you are a cruel person, let him liiiive.]

[maskreant]

[ Go big or go home!! Which means no breaks for Goro Akechi as long as Akira is around. Those fingers continue to dig and prod at Goro's sides relentlessly and there's no end to the assault. He can't help but chuckle a little as he witnesses the hysterical sight—laughter is sort of infectious.

It takes another minute or two before the tickling slows to a halt. Rest up while you can. ]

Still alive?

[ What is even the best answer to this question...? ]

[twostringsonebow]

[Oh, god. Everything hurts. He feels dead inside, and he's just gonna lay back in the sand without a word, the only sign he's alive being the rise and fall of his chest as he evens his breathing out with minor starts of laughter.

... What is the best answer to that question...]

No, Akira. You've killed me. Done me in. [Another bit of laughter, but it's freely given and he's sitting up, hi Akira.] And now my ghost yearns for revenge!

[So it's your turn to get tickled, you son of a bitch, Goro's fingers are going for Akira immediately.]

[maskreant]

[ Ohhhh boy!! He senses danger almost instantly when Goro sits up. Usually the dead don't stay dead after a tickle, so Akira scrambles for an advantageous position. Unfortunately, he only has the chance to shift away a centimeter or two, but he counters by quickly grabbing a hold of both wandering hands.

He may not be as ticklish as Goro, but he doesn't want to die. ]

Isn't that a little petty? Your spirit won't pass on if you keep holding on that grudge, Goro Akechi.

[ Please be deterred. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[Wow, they're holding hands. Goro can't even appreciate it as much because he wants to get back at Akira, grin widening.]

I'll rest easy once I've gotten you back for my untimely demise. Take responsibility, Akira Kurusu. Accept your punishment.

[maskreant]

[ His nervous expression withers over time as their hands are occupied. There's a squeeze a here and there, then he slowly... lowers their hands together... Of course he's still holding onto them. He does not AND cannot trust that smile right now. ]

No.

[ HE WILL SURVIVE ]

[twostringsonebow]

It seems that my revenge'll have to wait another day, then. You might not get off so lucky with a tickle fight.

[Last chance!!!

... He is starting to realize their hands are still very much together but last chance!!]

[maskreant]

[ ... Bigger punishment in the future. He's not sure if he wants to live in fear for the rest of his days, so he

slowly releases Goro's hands and steels himself. Have mercy. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[Oh thank goodness. Goro watches him for a moment, flexing his fingers, and relishes in Akira's expression. All braced for what's about to come.]

You look like you're on death row, Akira. I won't torture you too badly.

[Sweet, sweet words. The wait must be worse than the act though, he's almost sure, so he waits a second more before descending on Akira's sides.

LAUGH, LAUGH YOU FOOL]

[maskreant]

[ At first, Akira does well to fight off the laughter, squirming only a bit for the first couple seconds... But then he starts writhing violently, coughing up a giggle or two before heartily laughing. It isn't as loud as Goro's fit, but it's palpable that he's dying slowly.

Ever so slowly.

Enough to curl a bit and attempt to put distance between them. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[This

is so nice and an honestly good distraction from his thoughts, he really likes Akira's laugh (as stupid as it is) and he gives chase for a little bit longer, then draws away to let the other breathe. Hopefully the pink his cheeks have gained will fade by the time Akira's alright.]

[maskreant]

[ Whose laugh sounds stupid??

Akira leers from where he is, clutching onto his sides before he can relax. He stays there, a little defiant—a light kicks comes after Goro straight to his side before Akira rolls himself to sit up. Huffs!! His attempt to stay Upset ends in failure and his soft smile returns as he runs his fingers through his hair. ]

This isn't a romantic walk at all.

[ Since he's assuming this is a reference to that one late night conversation they had. Abruptly, he starts shaking his head so the sand lost in there flies out. Be careful. ]