Crankiplier

The Tickle Fight

{Dark's POV}

I watched Blank nervously sit next to me. The maid brang in two plates with food. Then placed them on the table.

     "Thank you, you are dismissed," I watched the maid walk away.
     Blank lifted his fork up to him mouth with a roast potato on it, but he stopped himself.
     "Dark, why are doing this?" He asked, I saw curiousity in his black eyes.
     "Doing what? Feeding you?" I asked sarcastically as I proceeded to eat my food. I saw his roll his eyes in the corner of my eye.
     "Well, yeah, why make me a prisoner instead of killing me off?" He asked. I looked at him and put my fork down.
     "Why does it matter to you?" I gave him an intimidating glare. Blank knew me, knew how I worked, how I operated despite my best efforts to block him out. I had known him since childhood and our relationship was a hate-love friendship.
     "I'm just asking," he mumbled yet I still heard. I banged a fist on the table as I got up to go in my room, taking my plate with me.
     "Well don't!" I stormed off into my room.
     About a half an hour later I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door. I had my legs crossed while sitting on my bed to eat and watch some TV. I sighed.
     "Come in, Blank," I stayed staring at the TV.
     "Darky, I'm bored, I wanna do something!" He fell on his back onto my bed.
     "Then lock yourself in your cage for an hour, you'll be able to get a lot of thinking done," I couldn't give a car what he wanted, at least I acted like it but deep inside I wanted to do everything with him.
     "That's boooring!" He groaned. I sighed, giving in.
     "Come watch TV with me then," I offered. He late down beside me, laying his head in my lap. I looked down at him as I sat upright. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked in a calm tone.
     "Laying my head on your lap?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. He sat up and crossed his arms.
     "You technically broke into my house, I'm treating you pretty well," I defended myself.
     "Well... I didn't break into your house..." He mumbled. I glared at him.
     "Do you want to go to jail?" I asked threateningly.
     "I mean, I already have, you imprisoned me for a day, remember?" He asked.
     "You'll get a lot more than a day in prison, Blank," I explained returning my focus on the program.
     "Well, you're a snitch, alright!" He looked away from me grumpily. I could see him in the corner of my eye.
     "Fine..." I pat my thigh for him to place his head, and he shortly did.
     "Thanks for dinner," he thanked. He rolled onto his stomach and started playing with my blazer buttons.
     "Why are you... What are you... Why?" I asked, stuttering obviously. He shrugged.
    "Bored," he explained. "Also ADD..." I chuckled and began gently playing with his hair. He looked up at me with a soft smile. My face relaxed, showing a sweet smile, a real smile.
     He smirked up at me and pinned me. He took off my blazer and slowly moved his hand down my shirt. Down my chest and onto my stomach. He trailed his one hand down to my side and his other on my arm. He leant down and whispered in my ear.
     "Tickle fight," I was confused before he started tickling my side and my armpit. I laughed and wriggled around trying to release myself from his grasp. After a bit he finally stopped.
     "Alright, you got me," I chuckled. I stared down at him. "Do you wanna sleep in here with me tonight?" I asked in a sweet tone. He nodded.
    "I'm pretty tired right now, also I'll warn you that I'm a cuddler so you better be a damn good big spoon," he explained. I chuckled and we cuddled before falling asleep.

(A/N): Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, it certainly had it's teases. Anyway can't wait for next!

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