I wanted to murder him! No one gets away with tickling me and escapes unscathed. I tried holding it in but the laughter escaped me. I attempted a growl but it ended up as more of strangling sound and he finally released me, a look of concern wrinkling his timeless face. "Are you okay?"
"Perfectly fine excepting my punctured dignity"
"Well I apologize for wounding you," he stood up and bowed "so however can I make it up it you?"
"Hmmmmm" I thought and thought and an evil idea came to mind. I whispered in his ear and sat back. I watched as the blush crept on to his face turning it tomato red.
I know. Another cliffhanger? I promise to update ASAP. In fact I swear on the River Styx (Thunder rumbles in the distance)
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As Different as Night and Day
FanfictionSolangelo fanfic because Sonlangelo is life. This takes place after the three days in the infirmary. There are so many plot holes it's not even funny and the first few chapters are crap but if you can look past that it's kinda okay... Warning: Has...
