Strify leaned over my crossed legs to take the cookies away from Romeo. His left hand grasped my right ankle to support him and I bit my lip and closed my eyes tightly.
Strify's high-pitched groans arose in protest to Romeo. I could picture what was going on without needing my eyes. Romeo held the bowl of cookies in the air away from Strify's reach. Yu and Shin were laughing along with Romeo. Strify's hand squeezed my ankle harder as he eased further towards the cookies, trying to stretch his arm like rubber.
I opened my eyes. I frowned, Shin wasn't here-- but apart from that, the scene was exactly as I pictured it.
Strify's protesting whines grew louder and I couldn't take it anymore without getting turned on. I stretched with him, pulling Romeo's shoulder towards me, leaning him towards us, thus bringing the cookies within reach. Strify squealed happily and hugged the bowl.
I cleared my throat, waiting for gratitude.
"Thank you, Kiro." Strify said, looking up from his lovely cookies.
"You're welcome." I smiled at him, stealing a few cookies from his bowl in secret as we shared each others gaze.
I decided to leave the room with the cookies before Strify begins another fuss.
Half-way down the hall I heard Strify cry out "There's only one cookie left!" and I decided to run to my room.

I nibbled on my-- or Strify's-- cookies as I laid on my back on my bed. I heard my laptop jingle up a small alarm and I sat up. I walked over and saw an New Email alert.
"Ricky Breitengraser has sent you an email"
I smiled. Ricky is a journalist in Germany. We've met in person only a few times but we keep in touch. I sat down in my desk chair, placing my elbows on the desktop, my fingers lacing together nervously as I bit my thumbnail. I grinned as I opened the email.

Hello, there. :)
How is New York? I havent messaged you in a while. I'm sorry. :( I've been working more than usual lately. How is the new album coming? I'd love to hear-- read??-- from you.
----Ricky

I laughed at his last sentence and I sent my mouse immediately over to the NEW MESSAGE button. I paused. He had only sent me this message a few seconds ago. Should I reply so soon? Would it seem weird; as though I had been waiting on his email? No, I wasn't... But it would look like I was. I frowned, leaning my cheek in the palm of my hand.
I closed my eyes, imagining his face from the first time we met.
Cinema Bizarre was walking out of the tour bus into our first concert in Berlin back from America and we were swarmed by fans and magazine reporters. He stood out from the others. I remember Strify being the only one who stood next to me when I spoke to Ricky and the others were talking with the fans and other reporters.
I remembered how Strify had been playing with my hair and making me blush in front of the attractive reporter. I had been pretty sure Ricky would make something of it, but he never did. When we exchanged email addresses two months later, the band moved to the United States to work on our first American album and Ricky and I have been messaging over the Internet ever since. We shared our secrets, our daily lives; whatever happened between emails, basically.
Since then and now, was a gap of three months. And in that time, I'd fallen for Strify. And I haven't told Ricky yet. I don't think I'm planning to tell anyone. Probably not even Strify.
I blinked twice, returning to my computer screen. The cursor hovered over the NEW MESSAGE button.
The door creaked behind me and I minimized the screen quickly before turning in my seat. Shin stood in the doorway, his hand still resting on the doorknob as he stood on one foot, ready to either leave or step in. He examined my face and looked behind me. I felt my cheeks burn and my fingers which rested on the top of my backrest felt uneasy and retracted, curling into their natural positions. I swallowed hard, staring back at Shin. It felt as if we surely had been staring at each other for a few minutes now, but it was only three seconds of our gaze being shared and I could tell Shin was suspicious. He stood down on both feet.
"Ricky emailed you?" He asked. I nodded.
Shin was the only one who I told about Ricky. I'm not sure why it was only him, but I just felt more comfortable telling one person-- Shin being the one wasn't very particular, it was just who I felt like sharing with.
Shin walked into my room, closing the door behind him. I gestured to my bed and he sat down and crossed his legs.
"What's up?" He asked. I shrugged.
"That's even worse-- what did he say? I want to read it!" Shin said, standing up quickly, leaning over me. I pushed my palms against his chest in protest.
"No! It's my email! You can't read it!" I exclaimed even though it held nothing extremely personal. I kept on repeating things along the same lines as I pushed him away. He just laughed and kept on leaning over to the laptop. I stood from the chair and pushed him by the shoulders.
I squealed, screaming uncontrollably when I felt him start tickling my sides. I couldn't breathe I was laughing too hard.
I fell to the ground in defeat but Shin seemed to forget about the email and followed me. I noticed him stradling my waist but couldn't stop laughing to question it. The tickling moved upwards to my armpits and I was crying at this point.
I began thrashing my arms towards him in protest. But my rebellions-- big or small-- always fail.
Shin grabbed my wrists and pinned them to either side of my head. I breathed out some late giggles as I stared up at Shin. His blonde hair fell around his face. He grinned down at me, happy about his victory. His cheeks were fully red, he was a bit out of breath. But, his breathing was completely normal compared to my panting.
I hate being tickled. Everyone in the band knows my ticklish regions, except Romeo because he's the newest and he's not that much of a tickler anyway.
"Um... What.... What did you come to say to me?" I asked, remembering his first stance at the door. He glanced away from me to the door, then back. I wanted to look, too, just in case there was someone there.
"Uhm... Nothing. Wanted to know if you bought anything for me when you went out shopping with Strify." Shin said, flashing a small smile. I smiled back and nodded. He looked excited.
"But, it was hot and we were too tired to carry all of our shopping home so we left it there." I teased, sticking my tongue out at him playfully. Shin gasped and squeezed harder on my wrist. I bit my lip, fighting a moan that I did not want to give up. Especially when it's to one of my best friends-- not to mention that we're not even in a sexual position----
I remembered his legs stradling my waist and my wrists pinned to the floor.
Uh, I'll just label this under 'other...'.
I blinked, returning to the real world again. Shin was blushing and looked up. I heard a throat clear from the door. I looked at saw Yu. I bit my lip.
Shin rolled off of me and helped me up. I turned to Yu. He had his arms crossed, glaring at us.
"How come I never get in that position with you?" Yu teased, breaking his angry mask and smiled. I chuckled.
"Shin's my boyfriend, remember?" I joked and patted a nervous Shin's shoulder.