#switch!nakamura

Is this real…?

Hirose… THE Hirose Aiki is now in Nakamura’s house, in his ROOM. He must be dreaming because there is no way his luck can get this good in only one day.

“Woow, you really have an octopus in your room!” Hirose tapped the glass softly, smiling, and Icchan just stared at him (obviously).

“Are you… A-Are you sure you want to stay here? I’m sure you are really busy.” Nakamura nervously played with his uniform, trying hard not to die from excitement.

“Yeah! I want to make sure you are feeling well after that accident in the bathroom. Besides, I really didn’t have any plans for today.” Hirose looked to the side with a fake pout. “Unless you don’t want to spend time with me. That’s so mean, Nakamura…”

“OF COURSE I WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH- I.. I MEAN I’LL GO MAKE SOME TEA! B-BE RIGHT BACK!” Nakamura rushed through the door, and Hirose couldn’t help but laugh at his silly friend.

“Well, since I’m here…”

Hirose looked at Nakamura's room. It was tidy and smelled like fabric softener. It was really nice. He was looking at his desk when he noticed a book behind a box. “What is that?” he said out loud and crouched to take a closer look. It was some kind of romance manga, with… two boys?

“What are you doing, Hirose?...” A voice coming from the door startled him, and he quickly got up with the book behind his back.

“Nothing! Just tying my shoes!” A light blush spread on his cheeks.

Nakamura got closer to him and left the cups on the desk. It took him a minute to realize what Hirose had taken from his room, and his eyes immediately widened.

“N-NO! Nonono, give it back! It’s not what it looks like, please!” He started to panic and tried to take the book from Hirose's hands.

“W-Wait! I just want to see what it is, I won’t judge!” He tried lifting his hand out of the other boy’s reach, but he forgot that Nakamura was, in fact, taller than him, so now it was a competition to see who had the strongest grip.

“Pleasepleaseplease just give-....” While making an effort to take the manga, Nakamura had an interesting thought. What if…?

“Hyah!?! W-What are you doing?? Noho!” Hirose was now being poked so gently by his classmate. It wouldn't have bothered any other person, but Hirose was… let’s just say a bit more sensitive than anyone else.

“Please just let go!” Hirose was now hugging the manga and trying to get away at the same time. It wasn't working really well though, since Nakamura was now surprisingly more confident and pinching his sides with a little more force.

“Nahakamurahaha, s-stohop!” In a desperate move, Nakamura tried tickling his underarms, and that's when he couldn't hold it anymore and let go of the book. As soon as he got the manga, he placed it on a bookshelf high enough so Hirose wouldn’t reach it.

And realization kicked in. He had just tickled Hirose. He made him laugh so cutely and couldn't even enjoy it because of that stupid book.

Hirose covered his sides and let out a few more giggles. “Yohou are mean! I just wanted to sehee what you liked!” He recovered incredibly fast for someone that ticklish and quickly grabbed Nakamura's arms, pinning him to the bed. “Now I have to get you back for that! It's only fair.” He wiggled his fingers in the air, and that’s all it took to turn Nakamura’s face tomato red.

“H-Hirose! I’m sorry, but I-I couldn't let you see that! It was the only wahay pleheahase nohoho!” Nakamura was just a mess. It was the best and worst day of his life. Did he want to get his crush's attention? Well, duh, but was this the way he imagined it would happen? Not. At. All.

“You’re gonna regret it!” His tickles were way rougher than Nakamura’s, but they still felt like an angel’s touch from the other’s perspective.

…

Now this was something.

Hirose was expecting loud cackles, thrashing, and kicking. But Nakamura’s reaction was… so different from his other friends. His laugh was weirdly calm and soft. He barely fought back and was almost leaning into the touch. It made him feel… warm? It was such a pretty sight, nothing like he had seen before.

“Hihihirose… I-I cahan’t! Pleheasehe, movehe!” He didn’t realize he was still tickling his stomach, but he wanted to keep going just for a little longer. So he moved to his armpits to see if he would react any other way.

“HIHIhirose!! D-Dohohon’t!” Nakamura shook his head and kicked his feet just a little. How could he be so calm compared to him? Tears were forming in the corners of his eyes, but he wanted to mess with him just a little more.

“Don’t what?” Hirose stopped and smiled expectantly.

“Tihickle mehehe.” …Oh shit. He didn’t just fall for the oldest trick in the book, right?

“If you say so!” Moving his hand to tickle Nakamura's neck was the best decision he could make. With an involuntary movement, he accidentally trapped Hirose's hand there and made him go crazy. Finally, his laugh went silent, and that was the sign to stop his attack at last.

Hirose sat beside his friend and looked at the mess he created. He was satisfied. Only a comfortable silence was left in the room.

“You should laugh more often, you have a… a pretty laugh.”

If it were possible, Nakamura's face would be even redder than before. He covered his face with both his hands and curled his body into a ball.

Again. There was no way this was happening. But it was, and that made Nakamura SO happy…

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