"You-you are the killer?"
Augustus smirked.
Ivan eyed him suspiciously and moved his hand in front of him.
"Give me"
Looking at that, Augustus gave his hand to him.
"I am asking for proof, not your hand"
Ivan pulled his hand away in frustration and started searching each pocket the former carried.
Augustus chuckled as he felt ticklish whenever Ivan touched him.
"The fuck. It's gross, but I'm loving it."
Ivan glared at him, moving his hand further, checking inside his blazer pockets, then the pockets underneath.
He gasped in between his chuckles.
Ivan glanced at his smile. It felt different from his usual smirky smile. This one has an essence of genuine happiness, he has rarely witnessed.
The raven-haired kept giggling, going through the tremors of tickles.
He wiggled a lot. Ivan becomes annoyed.
"Ugh, will you stand still?"
