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Freya watched him move away from her, a small smile spreading wide over her lips as she bobs in the water. Her arms slowly reach out to either side of her creating ripples in the water as he spoke.

"Yeah?" Her smile might have gotten a little bit wider. "It's hard not to laugh." She was managing to resist this far. "I didn't know you were so sappy but I guess I must be too then."

She agreed with him.

Thorfinn was to far to splash so Freya begins to half dance in the water. Lifting her arms up and watching as the droplets of water fall back into the lake. Everything looked so much cooler at night.

He floated in the water, giving her a rather flat look. "Oh shut up. Your the exception to that rule. Anyone else, no, well mostly." He could be rather sappy around Jo, but Jo was family. It went without saying.

He smirked her way before taking a breath and vanishing under the water.

Freya didn't seem that concerned. She just smiled at Thorfinn and continued to play in the water. When he ducked under she paused waiting for him to come up. The longer he was under water the more nervous she got and the more she began to try and see through the surface of the water.

As wonderful as her vision was, it was to dark to see.

And just like that after a few seconds he popped up further away for air, vanishing back down again, this time swimming below the surface for her, aiming to get one of her legs and drag her under.

"Thorfinn!"

She called out and started to move to where he was. She had no idea what he was doing and she didn't realize that he was coming back for her.

Freya felt the tug on her ankle and a startled gasp left her lips. Before she was pulled under she managed to close both her eyes and her mouth. Once she was beneath the water she tried to dive at Thorfinn though she didn't know where he was. Freya kept her eyes closed and relied on touch and the currents of the water to find him.

He could barley hear her call out his name when he pulled her under, letting go to move away, up for more air, then back down, it wasn't easy for him to keep his eyes open but the water wasn't as bad as ocean water to him. So he moved much easier. After a few moments he slid up behind her again, slipping a hand up her spine, but didn't move back fast enough. If she turned she'd catch him.

Freya felt a shiver run up her spine and quickly turned to grab hold of Thorfinn, her arms wrapped around his waist, lightly brushing her fingers against his lower back. Then she just clung onto him, still holding her breath. She really wasn't a fighter and water made it hard to move and judge distances. She could, however, become a weight and just be annoying.

She was good at that.

When she got her arms around him, the fingers brushing his lower back got his eyes wide and he mistakeningly let go of the air he was holding, bubbls going to the surface, as he moved his arms back around her and started to kick them for the surface, pulling her with him, even with her weight slowing him down.

When they broke the surface of the water Freya gasped. She continued to cling onto him and she was smiling. Her chin rested on his pectorals as she moved to look up at him.

"I win!" She had no idea if those two words were relevant but she didn't care.

He was trying to catch his breath once they had broken the crest of the water. After a second with his hair clung to his face he coughed a bit and rolled his eyes.

"Yes, you win."

Freya would have jumped, but they were in water. Instead she kicked her legs in an excited flail, accidently kicking Thorfinn in the shin and then brushed her fingers up his back as her arms spread to either side in a victorious pose of winning.

"Oops."

It was a few glorious seconds of utter flail.

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.

	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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