#lee!togami

[tk-writer]

“Would you two kindly shut your traps? Some of us would like to use more than two of our brain cells today.”

Naegi and Kuawata’s laughter died down once they heard Togami’s scathing remark. The baseball player rolled his eyes obnoxiously, unseen by the progeny from behind his hardcover day-trading book. Sure, they were in a library, but that didn’t mean he had to be such a dick about it.

The two of them looked at each other, and then at Togami. Without saying a word they both pounced on him. Kuwata grabbed his arms and held them in place as best as he could with Togami struggling like he was. His book plopped on the ground and laid there indignantly. 

“-Hey! What’s the meaning of this? Get your filthy, commoner hands off- mmmm, mmm!! Wait! Nnn, nnnnno!!”

His words were caught in his throat once Naegi’s hands found their way to his ribs. He began his assault by poking him at random, seeking out weak points. He noticed him twitch more when his underarms were touched, so he stayed there for a whole.

Togami was fighting against his reflexes, sucking in sharp breaths of air every time Naegi touched his torso. They could see how badly he wanted to laugh, but his pride prevented him from breaking. It was almost better that way; seeing him bite his lip in agony and hearing him make all sorts of throaty sounds was borderline comical.

“What’s wrong? You seem kinda jumpy today,” Naegi teased as his hands skittered up his sides and back down his waist.

“NNNFF! F-F-Fuck!!”

“I guess even the great Togami Byakuya is no match against our two brain cells,” Kuwata mocked him with a smirk.

His only response was an involuntary smile and something akin to a giggle.