"You will stop this," Piccolo casually demanded, his baritone voice slurred as his cheeks were being squeezed.
"Nah," Nail's smoother voice was just as casual. He continued kneading at Piccolo's soft cheeks, "I'm having fun."
"I am not," the younger growled, his cheeks were starting to hurt, "get off!"
A grin tugged at Nail's lips, his dimples only adding to his charming smile. He laughed and Piccolo frowned as his chest tightened and his face grew hot. This only made Nail laugh harder and accidentally pinch Piccolo's cheeks.
"Ow!"
With a startled jolt, Piccolo smacked Nail's hands away and rubbed at his sore face, shooting a nasty glare at the other namekian, "you asshole!"
"Sorry, hand slipped," Nail sheepishly smiled, "you're just so adorable when you're like that, I was distracted."
Piccolo stared at Nail, his blood again rushing up to his face.
"Shut up!" quickly, Piccolo spun on his heel and stormed into his room in The Lookout to plot his revenge. Nail's laughter was still echoing in his ears.
…
"Piccolo… what are you doing?" Nail almost bit his cheek as Piccolo squished his face.
"Payback," Piccolo rubbed his thumbs into Nail's cheeks, pressing hard enough to feel the bone structure underneath the green flesh.
"Uh-huh," Nail hummed, feeling a bit awkward as he stared down at the smaller namekian, "can you stop now?"
"No," Piccolo grinned and felt a sense of victory as Nail's eyes widened and his face heat up as if he knew what was coming next, "you're cute when you're like this."