“Pretty please?” You pleaded, “I promise I won’t do anything back.”

Kyungsoo looked at you sceptically before laughing and standing up, offering you a hand off the floor.

“Thank you.” You said, smiling, before promptly grabbing a piece of cake and slamming it into Kyungsoo’s face.

His shocked stare was priceless. Mouth opening and closing, eyes wide and frosting all over his face, Kyungsoo looked like a cake-covered fish.

“That’s what you get for tickling me!” You yelled before promptly running out of the kitchen before he could regain his senses. You were half way up the stairs before he caught you, beginning your tickle fight all over again. It ended the same way as before, except this time the breathless Kyungsoo on top of you had frosting on his nose, cheek and eyebrow. He looked quite cute when he was annoyed like that, the frosting only making him cuter.

“Give up yet?” He asked, hands prepared to keep tickling, not letting you go as easily this time.

Give up and breathlessly suggest: “T...truce?” (29)

Kiss the frosting off his nose, telling him you submit. (30)