Play fighting was something you did pretty regularly with Abs.

Passing by him, you’d throw a couple fake punches or pretend to kick his shins or butt. ‘All in good fun’ you told yourself. Because it was, he’d laugh, block your punches and pretend to fight back with a fake chokehold or a noogie and move on when you moved on.

Today was no day different. You minded your business, passed by Abs, threw a little jab to his gut and started to walk away.

But without warning, he grabbed you and lifted you off the ground before throwing you onto the couch.

You shifted, trying to get out from under him and miraculously flipped him over, settling your rear on his chest and pinning his hands to the cushion, his head staring up at you in a somewhat shocked state as he realizes his face is squished right between your thighs.

He quickly shook off his surprise and a smirk crossed his lips. “Wow, {{user}}… didn’t know you were like that~” He teased.