tickle-tober day 11: hug (ivan & sua)
🪸 ;; pairing -> lee!ivan & ler!sua + brief mizi mentions ;
🪸 ;; fic type -> platonic ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> i answered the ask earlier, but here’s ur request anon >:3 i love ivan and sua’s friendship theyre so silly
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“sua! my friend!” ivan chirps, happy to see the dark-haired girl practically looming over him.
mizi greets her happily, suddenly awoken by the other girl blocking the sunlight.
she’d dozed off in ivan’s arms earlier, but was now wide awake and happy to see sua, who looked rather pissed at ivan…
yeah she looked as though she’d either claw his eyes or punch him into the stratosphere.
she greeted mizi, flopping down next to him and grumbling in complaint at ivan’s presence. of course she did.
snickering, he tackled her into a hug. maybe as a joke, maybe to spite her. who knows.
“ivan!” she scoffed, pushing at his shoulders. “get off of me!”
“get off!” she groaned, continuing to push at his shoulders, which only made ivan squeez her tighter.
angrily, she started to squeeze his sides, digging into his ribs and kneading the hip bones.
ivan positively shrieked at that.
“suahahaha! my friehehehehend whahat are youhu doing?!” he giggled “ihihihi’m juhuhust hugging youhuhu!!”
ivan struggled to keep a firm grip on her, torn between wanting to escape the tickling and not wanting to stop messing with the girl
“and i want you to get off!” she yells, continuing to viciously tickle him