"PRIHIHIHINCEY NOHOHOHO!!!" Virgil squealed as Roman blew raspberry after raspberry into his sensitive belly. Roman held his crush's wrists tightly at his sides, rendering him helpless to the tickle attack.
Roman had been hiding Virgil's secret rather well, except when he got like this, tickling the poor boy to tears.
"It's very simple, my love, just say 'Roman is amazing and handsome and is the best person ever and I am a ticklish little lee.', Then I'll stop," Roman said, a shit eating smile spread on his cheeks, and stopping for a moment.
"Fuhuhuhuck yohoho- AHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Virgil shrieked as Roman dug into his hips. Roman laughed along with his friend, finding his reaction hilarious.
"That's a bad word, buddy," The Prince said, his accurate fingers drilling into the hollows of Virgil's hips.
The anxious personality let out a snort, to which Roman let out a girly squeal.
"You're so cute!" Roman fangirled, blowing another raspberry into his adorable friend's tummy. Roman giggled and left gentle kisses all over his belly, squeezing and pinching at the bit of pudge gathered just under the small boy's belly button.
Poor Virgil was in hysterics, but he loved it. He loved this playful attention, and it almost felt like having someone care about him. He loved every second of it.
But it saddened him to know that Roman will never love him the way he loves Roman.
That thought crossed his mind, and he whimpered, loud enough to cause Roman to grow concerned and stop tickling him.
"What is it, Virgil? Did I do something wrong?" Roman asked.
"N-no, you didn't do anything wrong, I'm just... thinking..." The personality mumbled.
"Hey, turn that frown upside down," Roman held up his hands, threatening him, "or I'll have to make you,"
Back at his helpless Lee state, Virgil ran, and his Ler chased. Roman always loved a good chase before the attack, it tired out the victim, which made it harder for them to escape.
"Gotcha, cutie!" Roman shouted as he cornered Virgil in the living room, lifting him up by the sides, much to the smaller's delight, and threw him down onto the couch, proceeding to jump on top of him and shove his hands under Virgil's shirt and scratch mercilessly at his ribs.
Virgil shrieked happily with laughter, and it became very obvious that he loved this. Roman nuzzled the boy's neck, eliciting a snort from the smaller, and then a high pitched squeal as he blew a raspberry.
As he blew raspberry after raspberry and his fingers buzzed and scribbled at his crush's sides, he heard countless pleas from the boy underneath him.
"NAHAHAHA- STAHAHA- ROHOHOMAHAHAN, MEHEHEHERCY MEHEHERCY!!!!!! AHAHAHA- PLEHEHEHEASE- SAHAHAHAFEWOHOHOHORD!!!!"
Safeword?
Roman stopped, and his heart broke at the state his crush was in. The moment he got off of Virgil, he giggled and curled up into a ball, swatting weakly at Roman, as if he'd lost all trust.
Roman whimpered, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder and gently kissing his forehead.
"It's okay now, baby bear, I'm sorry," Roman lay down with Virgil, holding him close to his chest.
"I love you, baby bear," was all Virgil heard before he fell asleep. But as he slept, one thought remained...
Roman said he loves me.
