To be clear Snipe is a nickname his father gave him. ——————————————————————
Akemi had left an hour ago. Snipe's laughter was deep and resonating as Kayama playfully poked him in the ribs where he was the most ticklish. She was giggling at him and poked at him like he was a sheet of bubble wrap.
"You likeddddd me! Hahaha!"
Her smirking teasing grin caused Snipe to swat her hands away desperate to end the tickle torture. "Stop that!" He smirked smugly. "And what are you, five years old? You sure are sounding like it Sugar."
Kayama playfully scoffed and swatted his shoulder. "Meanie!" She pouted over his laughter.
"Yep, five years old!"
Kayama attempted to swat him again but Snipe smirked and grabbed her below the wrist. His thumb pressed against her palm as he kissed her fingertips and smirked softly at her.
"It's cute when you tease me like this, but not so cute when you use that blasted tickling against me. Also I liked you back then, but I love you now."
He gently tugged her closer to him and she cuddled against him in a rather intimate pose with her snug bathrobe being the only article of clothing she had on. Snipe was only wearing the brown pajama pants that he kept in the bottom drawer of her dresser.
Kayama smiled softly and drew circles against his left pectoral with her index finger. "I can't believe I've never asked you this but...how did you realize you had your quirk?"
Snipe smirked and chuckled. "It ain't all that spectacular of a story Sugar. It's just about a four year old boy throwing a frisbee for his dog at a park."
Kayama could tell he was going to change the subject but squirmed away slightly as she poked his ribs again. "Nah-uh Cowboy you mentioned a doggo, now you have to tell me!"
Snipe smirked with a roll of his eyes as he reached for his phone on the nightstand and scrolled through his photos before he pulled up an old photograph.
"This was my father's best boy, Fluffy."
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Kayama covered her mouth to stop her chortling laughter over the picture of Snipe's father getting hugged by a massive hound.
She giggled behind her hand and spoke with a trembling smile. "Fluffy?"
Snipe chuckled in amusement. "Well he was a small fuzzy little pup when my mom got him for my dad. He's a mutt although I'm sure there's a little pit bull in him. My mother named him Fluffy. They didn't think he'd grow up to be that big!"
"From the picture I can tell Fluffy's a real gentle giant."
"Yep he's built like a tank but wouldn't harm a fly if it landed on his nose."
