#ler ivan

The school bell rang, all the students rushed to their respective friends to enjoy their deserve break after that impossible test. And Till was no exception.

He went to his favourite spot, a big tree in the school field where nobody went to, it was only him and his materials…

Until an intruder appeared.

“What are you drawing?” Ivan bend down to see more clearly the movements of the other

Till’s eyes widened as he turned his head quickly too see what startled him like that. Relaxing when he saw that it was his strange classmate, who had been following him for almost a week now, he doesn't really know why, but he just lets him, it's not like he had any other frie-... companion.

“God Ivan! You almost kill me…”

Ivan grinned, noticing the soft blush on the others cheeks, so flustered that it was almost sad how easy he could make the other nervous.

“Sorry, it's just that you're always drawing in that notebook and i want to know what you're up to”

A little spark of hapinnes was brought to till’s face, looking directly into the other eyes. “...You're interested in my drawings?”

Maybe it sounded weird but, nobody has ever really cared about what he was passionate about, and having someone directly asking?! That was new.

“Am I… not allowed to?” Ivan asked curious when he saw that (at least for him) ‘overly excited reaction’

When till was brought to reality once again he looked to the side embarrassed and tried to get the other to think that he wasn't that needy… of course not

“O-oh nono, that's not what I meant of course. I mean like if you really want to know what I'm drawing I can explain it for you but, I mean it's going to be kinda boring maybe since… I don't know, we probably don't have much in common but…. uhmm, whatever you want.”

He gave up mid sentence, realising how dumb he started to sound, but he didn't hear the other making fun of him. On the contrary, Ivan was looking and listening every word he was saying.

Ivan hummed and after a moment of thinking he got an idea.

“I know what we can do.” He reached for the notebook and after receiving an approving nod he tear a piece of paper and grabbed a pencil from the others case.

“We’ll do a portrait of the other and then you'll teach me how to get better with your methods, that way I can understand what you draw, having an example on my hand.” He smiled softly at the others confused face.

“...Okay, yeah. That sounds fun.” Then the two of them faced so they could get a better view.

After that, Till started to regret about this little agreement. It was imposible to keep eye contact with this guy, his eyes were as black as the night and he was so concentrated and looking at him all the time.

Which was obviously going to happen. What was Till thinking…?

Even though he was embarrassed as hell he suck it up and ended the drawing as fast as he could, but still tried to do a pretty good job. Not because he wanted the other to be impressed, no, not at all.

“Aaand…Done” Ivan stated as he did the last stroke.

“Shall we show it at the count of three?”

“Okay. One…Two…Three!”

They showed their drawings to the other and… they were something.

Till's drawing was really good, actually accurate and it showed how much he had studied to get the proportions of the human face correctly.

But Ivan’s… Was more like a chibi-cute version of Till’s face. And he had the nerve to even put a mini version of himself on the side that said “To my lovely and artistic friend” with a heart on the end of the sentence

Till's eyes were still analyzing the drawing with a half smile, surprised and kinda soften because it was indeed cute.

“...Well now mine looks like shit, thank you very much.” Ivan said with a sarcastic tone.

He wasn't going to laugh but after that honest comment he couldn't help but snort and let out a hearitly laugh. Covering his face with the note book, even though he was laughing in his face anyway.

“Come on man, don't laugh at my poorly drawing skills. I warned you I don't know how to do it” Ivan said, not really caring about till laughing. In fact, he was very cautivated by that harmonious sound coming out of the other. It wasn't something someone would hear every day.

“I-I’m sohorry, I didn't mehean to.” Till tried to explain himself but couldn't really end the sentence.

“Shut up!” Ivan playfully shoved the others shoulder making them lose balance and fall on the side. He started laughing as well and decided to be a little more confident that he would normally be. Getting on top of the other.

“I'll give you a reason to laugh…”

Till's brows furrowed in confusion but when he finally connected dots, Ivan was poking on his sides, quickly changing spots in an annoying speed.

“Don't! Ivahan wahaihit!” he tried to stop the other hands and got to wrestle just for a little, but the other won control easily again.

“What's wrong? I thought you wanted to laugh freely so, suit yourself and laugh all you want!” Ivan's eyes got an evil spark as he continued to tickle the other’s poor stomach mercilessly. Watching the others reactions to certain spots he started to explore even more.

“Plehehehease, Ivahahahan! I cahahahan’t!”

All that pinching, poking and spidering on his sides and stomach was driving Till crazy, his arms were trying their best to cover all attacks but he was just too discoordinated. Untill Ivan tried to go higher, that's when the begging really started.

“NOHOHOohoho! IVAHAhan, wahahait, I can't. Thihis is tohoho muhuch, pleheheahahhese…”

He grabbed the others hands in a hurry and he actually stopped… at least for the moment.

“Please what? You think I haven't noticed how much you are enjoying this?”

Till didn't say anything, he just punched Ivan with all the strength he could gather (which wasn't much), continued laughing nervously and shaking his head side to side.

“Ouch! You little…” Ivan grabbed both till’s hands and with some effort he put them on top of his head and held them with one hand.

“I was gonna go easy on you, but I see you still got some energy to waste”

“Whahahat?! Nonono, IVAHAHAN NOHOHO!” It was pointless, Ivan started to tickle his armpits like he was some kind of demon, and till couldn't do anything but laugh loudly and try to get his hand off the others strong grip.

“IHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAKEHE IHIT! PLEHEHAHSEHE!”

Ivan used now both hands to tickle the others armpits and even started changing spots between his high ribs as well.

Untill Till’s laugh got silent and his eyes were teary, that's when Ivan knew it was enough.

“Now that's something you should laugh about” he said giving a last poke on his side to finally get off the others thighs.

Till just laid there on the floor exhausted and still giggling from the totally unfair attack.

When he finally recomposed he turned his head to where Ivan was sitting, a sweet smile was planted on his lips.

“Why?” he asked trying his best to give Ivan a mean look but he wasn't fooling anybody

“Just because” Ivan said smiling while shrugging and then grabbing till’s drawing left aside.

“Can I… keep this? it's really pretty”

His tone got more serious and you could see he was doubting about asking.

Till sit up and nodded shyly, grabbing Ivan's drawing as well. He smiled fondly at it, knowing that it was going to be a good memory for the rest of his life.

“Hey… I didn't really get to show you any techniques. Do you… want to come to my place this weekend?

His cheeks were burning, knowing this might be a very risky petition.

Ivan blushed a little, till’s eyes were literally forcing him to accept (even though he was going to do it anyway).

“S-sure, Saturday?”

“Yeah. Perfect…”