Namine replaced her smile with a scowl, her eyes staying on Roxas. "I wouldn't want Ty to do that," she pointed out. Roxas knew from past experience that she hated being tickled, but he always did it for amusement anyway.
Namine's giggled faded once Roxas' tickling stopped, the girl feeling a bit breathless and flustered after that sudden event. She opened her eyes and looked up at Roxas on the couch, cheeks flushed from laughter.
Namine brought up a hand, grabbing onto one of Roxas' wrists as she tried to take his hand away. He was enjoying this, and he knew how much she hated 'tickle-torture'! So unfair!
Namine's eyes widened at the first touch, but then she immediately shut them, giggling at the ticking. She turned her body away from Roxas slightly to try and get away from his fingers, which were running over her ribs and ticking her enough to make her speechless.
Namine pushed herself up onto her knees, arching a brow in confusion and curiosity as she looked to Roxas. "Yeah? What's that?" she asked, genuinely wondering what Roxas was referring to. Whatever it was, he seemed pretty confident Ty couldn't perform the same action.
Namine felt herself smile, the girl bringing her chin off her arms as she turned herself slightly, looking up at Ty. "Alright boy, you've won your prize," she said teasingly. "Time to back off." Surprisingly, the dog understood and shuffled back on his four legs until he was no longer over top of the blond girl on her stomach.
Namine felt her lips turn up into a smirk at Roxas' phrase. "You said the same thing that day," she reminded him. "You got anything new? You're gonna have to come up with something good if you want to be rehired."
Namine chucked; either Roxas didnt' remember, or he was faking it. Either way, she'd explain the events of that day. "Ty should remember it perfectly well," she said with a small smile. "After all, that day we decided that he was my favorite. And then you got all worked up, hoisted me over your shoulder, and exited the park carrying me like that so I couldn't be near my favorite boy."
"Hmm..." Namine looked up at the ceiling, pretending to think but really remembering something that had happened a few months ago. "Didn't we discuss my 'favorites' already? Back in the park?" She recalled it was when Ty was absorbing all her attention, and Roxas had been a bit jealous. Then the two had a banter until her boyfriend randomly picked her up, threw her over the shoulder, and exited the park still carrying her that way.
Namine sighed, moving her arms to in front of her head and folding them slightly so she could comfortably rest her chin on them. She looked forward as she spoke, seeing Roxas out of the corner of her eye. "Well, I can't force you into changing your mind," she said softly, mock-sadness behind her voice. "I guess I just took things too far by firing you."
"Aww," Namine said, her smirk fading away. "I'm so sorry. I hope that one day you'll forgive me." She felt a smile tugging at her lips, but she chased it away, covering her amusement with a look of sadness. Of course, it was hard to act sad and serious when Ty was still standing above her and Roxas was being playful.
A laugh left Namine's lips, the girl aware that Ty was still standing over her as she gazed at Roxas. "You said it yourself," she started. "You said that your goofiness is a problem, and you're out of a job. I just made it official." She winked at him, her eyes showing how much she was enjoying the fun conversation.
Namine held Roxas' gaze, seeing the challenge in his bright blue eyes. She made her eyes match his as she held his gaze, her smirk widening a little bit. "Yup, you're fired," she told him. She felt her heartache fading away, the girl focusing on her current discussion with Roxas. It was always refreshing when they had playful banters, and this time was no different.
Namine felt her lips turn up into a faint smirk, hearing Roxas' words clearly. "And you're being too goofy," she replied, keeping up the act. Of course, she didn't really think that, because she loved it when Roxas was a goofball.
Namine rolled her eyes before they narrowed, staying on Roxas' ocean blue orbs. "You're encouraging bad behavior," she said, her voice sounding serious. However, since this was a game she and Roxas played regularly, he knew that she was only playing her part.
Namine's eyes widened, hearing Roxas' chuckle and remark. "Hey!" she cried without thought, turning her head to look up at the boy on the couch. The cry wasn't a mean one, though; those two boys were just acting goofy, and she could be appreciative of that. After all, it had successfully pulled her away from her serious thoughts.
Namine most of been dazed because of her thoughts, because at the moment she recognized she was looking at the carpet, she also noticed that Ty wasn't in her sight anymore. She looked to the sides and then over her shoulders just in time to see the big pooch coming in towards her. And he didn't act like he was going to stop, either. He impacted Namine and nudged her hard enough to push her to her stomach before he stood over top of the girl on the ground. Ty had done this very gently though, so Namine wasn't hurting at all when she found herself on her stomach and unable to get up.
Namine blinked in disbelief. No. No, Jeff couldn't keep coming back. Wouldn't he eventually learn that he was only creating more pain for himself? But...hadn't he gotten away unscathed last time? That was the impression that Namine had gotten from Roxas over the last few days. So he had probably learned one thing: If he acted in certain ways, he could hurt Namine without getting beaten to a pulp himself.
Ugh, I'll be right back. My laptop is freaking out for some reason. I'm gonna restart it. Be back in about five minutes.
Namine opened her eyes, gazing at Ty, who had laid down in front of her. "Yeah, I guess he would have," she agreed softly. She had never thought of it that way, but Roxas was right; Jeff hadn't given up since their very first encounter. She froze at her next thought, eyes widening. But that means he'll probably be back. Again.
