#PIP ANON P L E A S E HAVE MERCY

[emmyrosee]

Emmy please give me more on play fighting with Samu I will absolutely gobble that up. Just him chasing you around the house and dashing around corners to catch you before picking you up, pinning you down, and tickling the life out of you. Please I am absolutely obsessed with your writing -pip anon

lol jokes on you, HE gobbles YOU up.

You’re literally just his favorite distraction, he can’t help himself. Merely you poking your head around the corner and calling him an idiot is enough to have him sprinting straight towards you to absolutely eat you.

It’s all the more amusing, because Samu always wears socks in the house, and as he’s making an absolute mad dash towards you, his feet slip out from under him and he looks like a cartoon character, and when you head the loud BOOMF against the wall, you know he’s absolutely eaten shit.

You pause to cackle and point at him, knowing it lights an even bigger fire under his ass, and he grins at your audacity. “You wanna fuckin’ laugh?” He snarls, sprinting towards you again, except this time, you’re unable to get the faster footing as he scoops you up in his arms, smirking as you kick and fight wildly in his grip.

When he tosses you unceremoniously onto the couch, you scramble to get away, but are unsuccessful as a massive paw wraps around your ankle and positively drags you back down towards him. He straddles you, careful to kneel his weight off of you, “I’ll give you somethin’ to fuckin laugh at.”

And he’s an absolute merciless man, just grabbing and tickling everywhere he can, teeth biting at your ears and neck with playful, animalistic growls and absolutely ignoring your shoves at his broad chest to get him away from you.

“I-I-I don’t l-like you!” You whine, giggles and snorts babbling from your mouth in wild ways. His brows shoot up in faux surprise. “You’re ssso mean to me!”

“I am?” He gasps, his tickling hands now balling into fists to playfully and lightly punch at your belly. “You’re the one who laughed at me when I fell!”

“I-it was funny!” You giggle, trying to curl away from his fake, gentle punches. He finally sighs and cards his floppy dark locks away, blinking down at your glimmering eyes and smile still etched into your face, taking in the sight selfishly before he ducks down to nudge your nose with his.

“Tell me you love me?” He whispers, smiling happily as your arms toss around his thick neck and fingers tangle in his hair.

“I love you, Osamu.”

“Again.”

This time, you plant a kiss to the side of his nose adoringly, “I love you so much, Osamu.”

“One more,” he murmurs happily, laying himself on top of you like a large dog, his nose burrowing against your chest and arms wrapped around you.

“I love you,” you kiss the crown of his head. “So much, Miya Osamu.”

“I love you more,” he hums, officially happy to just be in your arms.

Until next time, anyways.