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Majima pulled the blanket over himself, hurrying to get warm, while Kiryu shedded his shirt as he got into the other side of both his and Majima’s bed.
“Jeez, I’m fuckin’ tired. C’mere.” Majima made grabby hands at Kiryu who blew air through his nose before snuggling close to Majima. Turning himself around so that his front faced the wall.
Majima pressed himself against Kiryu’s back, wrapping one arm around his torso while the other rested on his waist
Kiryu jolted under him before forcing himself to relax, something which hadn’t gone unnoticed by Majima.
“Ya alright?” He asked while his head was buried in Kiryu’s shoulder.
“Oh. Yeah. I’m fine.”
Majima reluctantly settled back in again, quickly forgetting Kiryu’s little jolt as he squeezed his arm from around him tighter. Inhaling his scent from where his neck and shoulder met.
Majima's hand which was on his waist slowly moved up and down, rubbing the warm skin.
Kiryu’s breath hitched, making Majima stop.
“Are you sure yer okay?”
Kiryu glanced at Majima from behind him, nodding “Yes, sorry.”
“If you don’t want me to-“
“No! Uh, sorry. But please keep holding me.”
Majima was silent for a few moments before making an audible ‘aww!’ noise as he hugged Kiryu tighter. Nuzzling into him.
Kiryu only chuckled warmly as he pushed himself back against Majima, placing his hand over the one Majima had circling his torso and intertwining their fingers.
Majima thought the problem was over, and that it was Kiryu’s body just acting up. But when he moved his hand over his waist again and up his side, he knew there was no excuse Kiryu could’ve had for the full body twitch.
Annoyed, Majima let go entirely of Kiryu, who only looked back at him lost and much like a kicked puppy, before Majima flipped him on his back and sat on his stomach. Gripping his wrists which he pinned to the side of his head, although his grip wasn’t rough; rather gentle.
“Alright, what’s up with ya, Kiryu-chan? Ya keep twitching whenever I touch you here.” Majima said as he placed his hand over Kiryu’s side, who, much like Majima claimed, jolted.
“Does it hurt there or somethin’?”
“No. It’s not that.” Kiryu turned his head to the side, blushing before muttering in a shy voice “It just… tickles.”
Tickles…? Oh my god.
Kiryu was ticklish!
The shock on his face must have been evident, as Kiryu’s blush only became more brighter.
Majima cackled on top of him “Aw! Yer ticklish? That’s so cute!”
“Cute? Majima-san-“
Majima quickly grabbed both of Kiryu’s wrists, pinning them against the pillows and over the man’s head.
“I’m gonna have fun with this…” He gave a devilish grin, before using his free hand to skirt his fingers over the sides of Kiryu’s ribs with feather-light touches.
Almost immediately, Kiryu jumped and writhed from under him, choked sputters escaping from his lips as he tried to contain them.
“Aw, live a little!” Majima laughed at Kiryu who’s composure was dying very quickly. But once Majima began attacking his stomach his composure broke.
Kiryu let out loud, unapologetic laughs. Something that was both incredibly off-putting yet soothing. He’s never heard Kiryu laugh like this.
Majima continued tickling over his body, searching for as many sensitive spots as he could find. All the while drinking in the sound of his laugh.
Tears formed in Kiryu’s eyes and his laughing was soon interrupted with coughing fits “Please,” Kiryu begged, hysterical “Majima!”
Eventually Majima stopped, allowing Kiryu to catch his breath as he heaved.
“I love yer laugh, Kiryu-chan.” He let go of his wrists and leaned over him, placing a kiss over his left cheek.
“Hah- thank you. Nii-san.” Kiryu chuckled while coughing