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A hiss came from him, because she was stronger than most people so, clearly that hurt. He watched her through his hair frowning a bit, at least until he could do nothing but start to laugh.

Freya looked over at him when he started laughing, her smile fixed in place. "I'm going to assume you're fine or going crazy. Did you spaz?" She watched him a moment before her eyes lit up.

"Oh man! Wait, I have to try a thing." She swam closer and then placed a hand on his arm to drag herself behind him. She then ran a finger down his spin to see what happened. It always sent chills through her and it'd been something a friend from school taught her. Middle school kids were weird.

"A bit of both." He muttered in return, he kind of knew he wasn't the most well so he never would deny it. He was strange even for his time, he only started caring recently.

His eyes tracked her until she was behind him.

He stayed still curious, his back straightening as she did until she neared the base of his spine, and then she won a days old bet. A laugh escaped him. She found a ticklish spot.

"Both just means you're fun." She watched him carefully though it was obvious what spot she'd hit when he started to laugh. Her fingers brushed over it again and a second time, her smile slowly growing and looking a little sadistic.

"I FOUND IT!"

She was to happy about this and was now not going to stop, unless he stopped her.

"Does it now?" he asked only half playing before. Then she brushed the spot again and he started to try and wiggle away as she called out. "Fuck, god damn...." he managed out between laughs, it was harder to be serious when she got him laughing.

Freya watched Thorfinn with a wide grin. "This means you're ticklish, you know that right?" It was exciting. He didn't even know that he'd been ticklish which meant that this was their little secret. One she may or may not exploite in the future.

"I knew I'd find a spot."

He gave her a flat pissy look for a second before reaching out grabbing one of her other hands and pulled it to his chest to one of the two larger scars coming down from his shoulders. "Here. This to."

He had lied. "You get to know, no one else... and if you tell I will introduce you to a world of pain." His skin was sensitive on some of his thicker scars. "We also had a deal, if you found a spot I get to tickle you." His lips slowly curled into a wicked grin.

Freya's eyes widened as he moved her hand to rest on one of his scars. She had tried not to touch them, even when she'd been asking about them. She always thought that they still ached somehow and touching them would hurt. The scar felt raised and bumpy beneath her fingers. As someone who couldn't get visible scars, Freya was enamored.

"No one else? I can't imagine you introducing me to pain." She had a high pain tolerance though he was one of the only people who knew what silver did to her.

Freya swallowed when he recited the deal. She'd honestly forgotten that part. "Oh, no. I don't remember that being the deal." This was a moment where not wearing a shirt was going to be Freya's downfall because her stomach was very ticklish.

Nothing showed on his face like pain. The old scars were sensitive to touch but that was about it. His bones and sometimes sore muscles were most of his physical pain. Seeing her eyes widen he didn't move at all he just let go of her hand and let his drop in the water. Already planning his move.

"You never know." He knew he'd never hurt her, and despite his threat he was pretty sure she knew he wouldn't ever raise a hand to her either. Unless they were mutually agreeing to brawl. Then it was fine.

"Oh but it was, I don't forget bets." He moved a touch closer as his hands moved towards her, for her sides first.

Freya's hand lingered on the scar, even as his hand dropped away. It felt like permission to touch the raised skin and despite the looming tickle threats she was fascinated. Her throat constricted and when she looked up at him she noticed that his hands had moved for his side.

"Nope!" She tried to wiggle away, pressing her hand against his chest and squirming. She didn't know if it was habit or fun but she didn't use her full strength but the strength that any girl her size might have had.

"You chose poorly." Her sides, thank heaven's weren't ticklish.

Thorfinn moved after her, even if it meant breaking the touch of her hand on his chest so be it. He was a pig headed boy at times and wanted to tease the girl he liked.

"No fair, you protest to much." He spoke in a teasing way, moving his hands up towards her underarms, he had seen it done before, but he didnt do it a lot himself. for obvious reasons.

"I will try again until I find a spot."

"Not there!" Except this time she was laughing.

The worst part about laughter was it was hard to focus on anything else. Her legs flailed and her hips wiggled while her arms clamped tightly at her side. She dipped a bit into the water before her shoulder thudded softly against Thorfinn.

"Okay, okay, you found one now stop looking." She had more ticklish spots than she cared to admit.

He grinned a little and tried to tickle anyway, but a shocking thing, as soon as the word stop left her lips his hands pulled away and he moved just a bit back. A respectful distance, the smile for his victory not fading but respecting her wishes as he felt he must.

"Looks like I won now."

Freya's palms pressed against her sides and her flailing stopped. She looked up at him a bit like a wet kicked puppy. "That's no fair. You have less ticklish spots than me." She really hated being so ticklish. It was something that only her brother exploded but then she'd never let herself be that close to someone before now.

"If you tickle me to much I'll flinch when you reach towards me. Just so you know." Tickling felt like more of a threat than pain.

"Why does it bother you? You are beautiful when you laugh." he spoke honestly, he liked the weight beautiful had. She shouldn't have taught him the difference. he floated around a bit. "We should get out of the water, its getting cooler in the bad way." he always feared getting sick. Sick was far more trouble than dying.

Sick men didnt reach valhalla.

"I wont tickle you if you do not want. I simply like winning."

Freya pouted but she couldn't really stay mad at him. That was a compliment that she hadn't expected though she wasn't sure if Thorfinn really understood the weight of the word beautiful. She pushed the thought away, not allowing herself to overthink it. "You only say that because you're probably the only one here to hear me laugh like that. I don't think it sounds all that great." She exhaled and then continued wanting to drop the topic and the thoughts that came with it.

"We can get out." The cold didn't affect her like it did others. She rarely got sick. Freya kicked her legs towards the shore and once she was past Thorfinn she smiled. "I'll race you!" She kicked her legs hard and spend forward in the water.

She liked winning too.

Freya didn't actually mind him tickling her. She just wasn't sure if he was going to want to find more of those ticklish spots. She thought about telling him something she'd read online about tickling but then, she realize, he might really stop.

Thorfinn knew what he wanted to say but she called out it was a race and he started to swim after her. SHe already had a head start it was pretty much over before it started just from that but as he came out of the water he pushed himself up to meet her. Ringing his hair out and walking up to her while the cool night air danced around them both in very little he finally spoke what he had wanted to say.

"Yeah well, its about the same here, Freya. You've helped me learn to be a person again more than you realize. I like your laughter because it shows your still alive inside. You haven't let them beat you." A hand reached up, brushing a finger under her chin. "Your still fighting and that is what I mean by it's beautiful. Like a siren."

Freya knew that she'd cheated but she didn't really care. She turned towards him with a smile, her hair dripping thick streams of water down her sides and back. It was cold, small pinpricks covered her skin. She wasn't going to get dressed while still being this wet. Her fingers began to move through her hair and squeeze the water from it's hold.

She watched Thorfinn step forward, her smile warm while her eyes danced with excitement. "I think you were more of a person than you think Thorfinn. It's just easier to see those parts of yourself when someone else sees it first." She felt her cheeks flush and without the protection of the water she wondered of Thorfinn noticed. His finger felt warm against the chill that covered her skin. It was a light touch and yet she gave him the control to move her chin, her eyes met his and she felt her chest shutter uncomfortably. She had no idea what was happening.

"A siren?" Freya had no idea what he meant, her thoughts turned to slowly to really process what he'd said. "It's like you. I didn't know I was strong until someone else saw it."

	Are you coming tonight?
	You know I wouldn't miss it. Name the when and where. I need to hit up some stops before then.
	9:00 pm @ the grand ball room.
	What are you wearing?
	You have to wait and find out ;p

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