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Styling~

Lee: Felix, Reader Ler: Reader, Felix Word Count: 1k

A/N: my first fic with bff reader😋i hope you like it~🤗💖

Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae,

@jungwon-is-the-one, @reginald-stay09

“Hold still, Lix, or I’m never going to finish,” you mutter, brush in hand, trying for the umpteenth time to tie little braids at the back of Lixie’s head.

Lix was talking your ear off. His voice was soft as it always was when he spoke to you. He leaned into your touch as your hands gently massaged his scalp.

Felix told you about all the places he’d been able to visit, telling you about everything that reminded him of you. He really wished he could take you along.

It was sweet, the way his mind seemed to find you even when he was halfway across the globe from you.

You’d missed him too.

As you wove the strands together you let your fingers ‘accidentally’ graze the blonde’s neck. It makes Felix squirm, a smile tugging at his lips as he looked at you through the mirror.

“Ihit’s nohohot fair! Y-yohuhu’re doing thihis on puhurpose!” He giggles and the cute sounds he makes, has you smiling fondly.

Your fingers dance along the back of his neck and brushing against the sensitive skin just below his hairline.

A soft shiver rippled through him, and you smirk as Lix trembles in his seat, barely holding back a chuckle.

“Tickles, huh?” You tease, your fingertips grazing his neck again, slower this time—deliberate.

You carefully watch the way Felix’s shoulders scrunch up and how his lips wobble before a beautiful smile breaks free.

“It’s nohot my fahault!! Youhuhu’re tihihickling mehehe!” He protests, laughter bubbling up uncontrollably.

Even as he whined, you noticed that Lix kept his hands in his lap, despite you not having requested it. It made you giggle.

Felix had always seemed to enjoy being tickled, you knew this, and you were so grateful he hadn’t changed.

“Squirmy. Does this tickle a lot baby?” You lean close to him, your hands merciless as they wiggled over Lix’s sensitive neck.

“Yehehehehes ihit tihihickles soho muHUHUch!!”

“Aww, so cute Lixie. You’re just as sensitive as I remember. I bet your members tickle you a lot to hm?” You loved how easy it was to fluster him.

Sweet giggles spill from his lips as you keep at it, gently curling and uncurling your hands at the sides of his neck.

“Youhuhu sahahaid you’d dohoho my hahair!! Nohohot tihickle mehe—AH ahahaha plehehease~”

Lixie’s hair was soft to the touch and as it brushed against your hands, an idea popped into your head.

Curiously, you catch a stand of his hair between your fingertips and sweep the ends over your best friend’s ear.

Felix squeaked, his hands shooting up to grab onto yours. He looked pleadingly up at you and you could see the rosy blush on his cheeks.

The color really brought out his freckles, making them pop up across his face like stars in the night sky. The sight was breathtaking.

“Haha, does everything tickle you Lix? C’mon admit you’re the most sensitive one in the group and I’ll let you go~”

Felix shook his head stubbornly, his legs kicking out slightly as you moved to his ribs,  digging into the crevices.

It makes Felix arch away, his hands clutching desperately onto the armrests of the chair.

“ahahaHAHA PLEHEHEASE!! NOHOT THEHERE!! YOUHUHU’RE SOHO MEHEHEAN!”

Shrieks mixed with helpless laughter, Lix doing his best to stay put while also trying to lean away from the torturous sensations.

It had been so long since the two of you had been able to spend some time together due to his busy schedule and Lix had promised to make it up to you.

You had been waiting for him to offer and a devious grin spread across your face the moment he had asked what you wanted to do.

His hair and makeup. Felix’s hair had grown so long and you had always wanted to style it. But as laughter filled the air, you decided that it could wait.

Right now, all you wanted to hear were more of these cute sounds. You couldn’t ignore how much you’d missed moments like these—the quiet times, just the two of you, away from the busy world.

Just when you thought you had the upper hand, Felix’s grin widened. Without warning, his fingers darted toward your waist, catching you off guard.

“Y/nnie~,” he cooed, scribbling his fingers over your sides and you can feel his breath fan your ear as he leans in, teasing, “Your turn now.”

You knew you were screwed. Lixie could be a so mean when he was in the mood.

There’s a gleam in his eyes as he watches you writhe in his hold. “What’s the matter y/nnie? Can’t take it, hm?”

His blunt nails skitter over your waist, lightning-fast and mischievous, making you jerk back instinctively.

A bout of frantic cackles escapes your lips as you shove his hands desperately. That ultimately proves to be futile.

His touch was light but quick, fingers dancing over your skin like tiny jolts of electricity, making it impossible to escape.

“Aw, that’s too bad. I wanna see your smile~ Won’t you laugh for me y/nnie?” Lix teased, his fingers playfully digging into your ribs now.

“Ahahaha Lihihix nohoho. Behehe nihihihice! Behe niHIHIHICE!!” You beg between peals of hysterical laughter.

His touch was relentless but playful, and his eyes sparkled with mischief, clearly enjoying every second of your torment.

Lix was much stronger than you and he used his strength to his advantage, easily pinning your arms and clawing at your tummy.

“C’mon y/nnie I know you can take this much~ Besides you really did a number on me earlier. Did you think you’d get away scot-free, hm?”

“Ihihi dihid nohohot! Plehehease ahahahaha youhu knohow Ihi’m more sehehehensitive!!” The words set your face ablaze, and felt insanely flustering to admit out loud but it got Felix to finally stop.

He let you go, messing up your hair as you slumped breathlessly in the chair he’d been seated in earlier. He tossed you a bottle of water from across the room.

“Now that we got that done, wanna get back on track?” His smirk told you this was far from over. The day was still young and you had plenty of time to get back at Lix.

“Better watch your back Lixie~ It’s not over yet.” You warn with a smirk, Felix’s bright red ears giving away how much this affected him.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

i may have accidentally posted my tickletober into the community HAHAHA

FUXK SCHOOL I SHOULDVE SEEN IT 😭😭😭

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

RAH SANA

RAHHWHEHSIDJDH

Anyway .

i was in band and my friend kept grabbing my sides n poking me and i kept messing up 😞

BUT I EVENTUALLY GOT MY MUSIC DONE LOL

anyway HRU?

HELLPPP I WISH THIS HAPPENED TO ME!! so unfair you are so lucky :( luckily you got your music done!!

im doing okay! i have a huge break in a few days and imma get tickletober started!! im so excited omggggg

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

so so so soft 🥺💞

Stray Kids - Soft

Pairing - Lee!Hyunjin X Ler!Seungmin

Warning: This is a tickle fic! If this type of thing isn’t your cup of tea, then please continue to scroll. No need for hate.

(It’s late and I can’t sleep so here’s a super fluff fic for yall hehe)

Hyunjin and Seungmin had decided to make a blanket fort tonight, and many fun activities followed after they were done putting it all together. They joked, ate snacks, and now the duo were constantly tickling eachother.

Hyunjin laid comfortably on his stomach as he rested his head on the pile of pillows, waiting for Seungmin to make his next move. He let out a chuckle as he heard Minnie moving closer to him.

“Prepare yourself for some tickles, Hyunnie!” the black haired idol said, a grin spreading across his face. He reached under the blankets, pulling out a small pastel blue box. Inside the box, there was a single fluffy white feather. Seungmin smiled as he gently picked it up and set the box aside.

Hyunjin suddenly felt his sweater being lifted up and he chuckled again, anticipating the tickles that were about to come. Minnie lifted the feather, hovering it just above the dancer’s exposed skin. With a gentle motion, the feather brushed over Hyunjin’s back

“Eehehee!” The lee squeaked before bursting into a fit of loud giggles. Seungmin smiled at the sound and continued, gently tickling Hyunjin’s sensitive back with the delicate feather. “Tickly tickly tickly~” the puppy chanted, watching in amusement as his fellow member giggled in delight.

“Ahahaha, Minnie! Ihihit’s so tihihicklish!” Hyunjin said through his laughter, burying his face into his arms. The feather teased his sides, making him twitch and squirm.

The feeling of the fluffy feather tickling Hyunjin’s skin was pure bliss. He couldn’t get enough of it. Seungmin teasingly trailed the gentle tool down the dancer’s spine, earning a squeal from him. “EEHEHEEKK!! oh my gohohosh! it tickles so muhuhuch!”

After a few more minutes of blissful tickling, Seungmin carefully rolled Hyunjin over onto his back, causing him to give the vocalist a questionable look. “Whatcha doin?”

“I’m bored of just tickling your back. Your tummy needs some attention too!” Min replied. He leaned in closer, the feather fluttering over Hyunjin’s stomach. “Tickly ticklyyy~”

The dancer immediately started giggling, his head tilted back against the pillows. “Nahahahaha!! Noohoho not my tuhuhummy!” he chortled. Despite his pleads, he loved every minute of the torment.

Seungmin continued this for awhile before finally setting the feather down. Hyunjin let out one last chuckle as he wiped away his tears of joy. “Oh, that was..so nice..” he murmured, earning a grin from the vocalist. “Ahh Hyunnie, you are just so adorable” he said, ruffling his member’s hair.

The duo eventually fell asleep, Seungmin’s arms wrapped around Hyunjin in a tight embrace.

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oh why thank you, my dearest!! i’m so glad you enjoyed 💗💞🙈💕🩷

𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.2k

𝙖/𝙣: for @jungwon-is-the-one, hope you feel better baby 🥺

𝙩/𝙬: gentle pinning, rough tickles, mentions of fright, you will die of cuteness

𝒍𝒆𝒆: jungwon (enhypen)

𝙡𝙚𝙧: chan (skz)

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117 @minnielvrr

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤

Panic settled in like a heavy fog, thick and suffocating. Jungwon could feel his heart racing, each thud echoing in his ears as he fought to maintain composure. 

Jungwon’s palms felt clammy against his sides, and he could barely catch his breath, as if the air had grown dense and unyielding. 

Thoughts spiraled wildly in his mind, drowning out the rational part that urged him to stay focused.

He glanced around, searching for a distraction, but the atmosphere felt charged, every detail amplified: the ticking clock, the muted whispers in the background, the faint scent of metal and tension that hung in the air. 

Fear fluttered within him, a restless bird trapped in a cage, and no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, it only grew louder, more insistent. More noticeable. 

His fists clenched: open, close, open, close…until he was able to grasp his breath again, his chest contracting as he opened his eyes again. 

“Hi…?” 

Jungwon whipped his head around, almost giving himself whiplash at the speed at which he did so, making immediate eye contact with a pair of soft, brown eyes. 

“Ahh…Chan hyung…” He breathed, his mind racing. ‘What is he doing here? Isn’t he supposed to be…’ 

Jungwon trailed off as he glanced at the 3RACHA studio door out of the corner of his eye. 

Chan must have caught onto the end of his sentence, cause he giggled sweetly. “Came to get you, silly, you could’ve just waited for me.” 

Jungwon could feel his cheeks heat up flusteredly, and he stuttered out a quick apology. ‘How humiliating…’

Channie hummed, an amused smile on his face as he watched the younger trip over himself. “Gosh, it’s been such a long time, and you’re still so nervous, hm? You’re adorable.” Chan laughed, and Jungwon’s eyes widened in disbelief. 

“I-I don’t mean to!” He whined, unbearably shy as he clutched at his shirt desperately. 

“Of course you don’t, sweetie~” Chan cooed softly, his voice a warm embrace as he guided Jungwon into the empty studio. He closed the door gently, shutting out the world, and then settled beside him, pulling him into a snug sitting position.

“You’re feeling better? Gosh, you’re just like Sung, I swear…” Chan frantically searched his desk and grabbed a water bottle from the beg draped across the side. “Drink.” He commanded. “I can feel your nervous thinking from over here.” 

Jungwon took the bottle, taking small, tentative sips as he tried to look anywhere but those firm, gentle eyes. “Thank you…” He whispered. 

“Jungwonnie…” Chan sighed. “What must I do with you…”

Jungwon hugged his torso, lips pressed together and shoulders immediately moving to curl in on him. 

“Okay…We’re gonna do a trust challenge.” Chan clapped his hands. “You’re gonna close your eyes and keep your arms up above your head and you’re gonna stay there until I say so.” 

Jungwon felt his cheeks flush deeply. Heeseung had put him into this position too many times and the pure amount of wreckings he had received those times only made his lee mood worse. He wondered how quick those fingers of Channie’s were. 

He shut his eyes and did exactly what he asked, draping himself across the older’s lap delicately and folding his arms, giving Chan a wide-eyed look before his eyes were shut, and Chan had free reign over whatever happened next. 

“So sweet…for me~” 

Jungwon shivered, feeling Chan gently pat his tummy, brushing through his hair, clearly trying to make him less nervous. 

But Jungwon definitely did not want the anticipation. 

“Hyunggg…” He whined, and Chan’s attention was on him immediately. “Please…don’t tease me.” Jungwon whispered, praying to god Chan would understand what he needed. 

He heard silence, then gentle shuffling, until he squealed when fingers began to tickle down his sides, the feeling even more pronounced from his anticipatory ordeal. “Aah!! Thahahahat tihihihihihickles hyuhuhuhung!!” 

“Really?~” He heard Channie croon. “I think it’s supposed to, baby. Look at you, so needy that you had a lee mood right here…”

Jungwon could feel his face burn, and he resisted the urge to snap his eyes open and yank his arms down, which Chan still hadn’t pinned. ‘Does he expect me to hold them up the whole time?’

“One thing you should know…” Chan started. “Having a lee mood around me? Bad idea. You’re gonna wish you never let me tickle you, sweetie~” 

Jungwon shivered at the words and their implication, suddenly arching his back with a high pitched scream when Chan’s thumbs latched onto his small rib cage, kneading and knuckling in a way that had Jungwon begging immediately. “HYUHUHUHUHUNG NOHOHO FAHAHAHAHA—!!” 

He could practically feel Chan beaming down at him, and he felt two taps to the side of his face, signifying that he could finally open his eyes, and adjusting to the light, he could see those soft brown eyes…and the pair of hands currently moving to his tummy. 

Jungwon screamed when Chan continued, casually sticking a finger into his navel and scribbling around with his other hand, and Jungwon found himself literally leaning into the older’s stomach the more Chan tickled him. 

When Chan took note of this, the teasing was endless. “Oh, Jungwonnie~” He cooed. “Not so scared of me now? Now that you finally got what you wanted, a little tickling to loosen you up?” 

And Jungwon wailed at the older’s words, arms grabbing at his hair to try and keep them up. But it hurt, and his arms ached from tensing his muscles. 

Of course, Channie being the kind soul he was, he moved to grab at Jungwon’s hands and bring them to the boy’s chest, holding them there and continuing his gentle tickling all over the younger leader’s belly. 

Jungwon could feel his eyes crinkle up in happiness at the moment, and he could finally feel his fear for Chan fade away, like the aftermath of the rain and wind, leaving only sunshine and happiness. “IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!! BAHAHAHADLY!!” He choked. 

“Oh, baby, so cute for me~” Chan crooned. “I want to tease you until you’re red, but I can’t even help but praise you, so beautiful and happy~”

Jungwon squealed at that, arching his back when pressure was applied into his navel, and he was squeaking out tiny pleas while giggling hysterically into Chan’s chest. “Nohohoho I cahahant~” He shook his head desperately, tiny tears falling already as he clenched at Chan’s shirt, allowing the older’s  fingers to wander…all the way into his armpits.

Jungwon slammed his arms down with an embarrassingly loud howl, and Chan grabbed his wrists to hold them away while his other hand had free reign, and he scribbled and scraped and pinched, and Jungwon’s dying screeches were proof of how bad the spot was for him.  

“Awhhh…worst spot, baby?” Chan laughed as Jungwon flopped around like a fish, face bright red as he cackled and squirmed. 

“YEHEHEEHEHEHEHES!! PLEHEHEHEHEASEE!!” 

Chan decided to let up slowly, pulling Jungwon into his lap facing him and loving the way the wet faced boy shoved his head into the crook of Channie’s neck, and he sighed, holding the now sobbing Jungwon closely. 

“I’m s-sorry!” Jungwon cried, and Chan’s frown only grew. “I didn’t want to be scared…” 

“Oh, baby. No need to be scared, okay? I’m here for you, I’m not ever gonna be mad, okay?”

“Okay…”

“Now, let’s just rest for a bit, you seem a bit tired…” 

“Hehe…sorry hyung…”

“No need to say sorry, baby.”

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.2k

𝙖/𝙣: for @jungwon-is-the-one, hope you feel better baby 🥺

𝙩/𝙬: gentle pinning, rough tickles, mentions of fright, you will die of cuteness

𝒍𝒆𝒆: jungwon (enhypen)

𝙡𝙚𝙧: chan (skz)

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117 @minnielvrr

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤

Panic settled in like a heavy fog, thick and suffocating. Jungwon could feel his heart racing, each thud echoing in his ears as he fought to maintain composure. 

Jungwon’s palms felt clammy against his sides, and he could barely catch his breath, as if the air had grown dense and unyielding. 

Thoughts spiraled wildly in his mind, drowning out the rational part that urged him to stay focused.

He glanced around, searching for a distraction, but the atmosphere felt charged, every detail amplified: the ticking clock, the muted whispers in the background, the faint scent of metal and tension that hung in the air. 

Fear fluttered within him, a restless bird trapped in a cage, and no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, it only grew louder, more insistent. More noticeable. 

His fists clenched: open, close, open, close…until he was able to grasp his breath again, his chest contracting as he opened his eyes again. 

“Hi…?” 

Jungwon whipped his head around, almost giving himself whiplash at the speed at which he did so, making immediate eye contact with a pair of soft, brown eyes. 

“Ahh…Chan hyung…” He breathed, his mind racing. ‘What is he doing here? Isn’t he supposed to be…’ 

Jungwon trailed off as he glanced at the 3RACHA studio door out of the corner of his eye. 

Chan must have caught onto the end of his sentence, cause he giggled sweetly. “Came to get you, silly, you could’ve just waited for me.” 

Jungwon could feel his cheeks heat up flusteredly, and he stuttered out a quick apology. ‘How humiliating…’

Channie hummed, an amused smile on his face as he watched the younger trip over himself. “Gosh, it’s been such a long time, and you’re still so nervous, hm? You’re adorable.” Chan laughed, and Jungwon’s eyes widened in disbelief. 

“I-I don’t mean to!” He whined, unbearably shy as he clutched at his shirt desperately. 

“Of course you don’t, sweetie~” Chan cooed softly, his voice a warm embrace as he guided Jungwon into the empty studio. He closed the door gently, shutting out the world, and then settled beside him, pulling him into a snug sitting position.

“You’re feeling better? Gosh, you’re just like Sung, I swear…” Chan frantically searched his desk and grabbed a water bottle from the beg draped across the side. “Drink.” He commanded. “I can feel your nervous thinking from over here.” 

Jungwon took the bottle, taking small, tentative sips as he tried to look anywhere but those firm, gentle eyes. “Thank you…” He whispered. 

“Jungwonnie…” Chan sighed. “What must I do with you…”

Jungwon hugged his torso, lips pressed together and shoulders immediately moving to curl in on him. 

“Okay…We’re gonna do a trust challenge.” Chan clapped his hands. “You’re gonna close your eyes and keep your arms up above your head and you’re gonna stay there until I say so.” 

Jungwon felt his cheeks flush deeply. Heeseung had put him into this position too many times and the pure amount of wreckings he had received those times only made his lee mood worse. He wondered how quick those fingers of Channie’s were. 

He shut his eyes and did exactly what he asked, draping himself across the older’s lap delicately and folding his arms, giving Chan a wide-eyed look before his eyes were shut, and Chan had free reign over whatever happened next. 

“So sweet…for me~” 

Jungwon shivered, feeling Chan gently pat his tummy, brushing through his hair, clearly trying to make him less nervous. 

But Jungwon definitely did not want the anticipation. 

“Hyunggg…” He whined, and Chan’s attention was on him immediately. “Please…don’t tease me.” Jungwon whispered, praying to god Chan would understand what he needed. 

He heard silence, then gentle shuffling, until he squealed when fingers began to tickle down his sides, the feeling even more pronounced from his anticipatory ordeal. “Aah!! Thahahahat tihihihihihickles hyuhuhuhung!!” 

“Really?~” He heard Channie croon. “I think it’s supposed to, baby. Look at you, so needy that you had a lee mood right here…”

Jungwon could feel his face burn, and he resisted the urge to snap his eyes open and yank his arms down, which Chan still hadn’t pinned. ‘Does he expect me to hold them up the whole time?’

“One thing you should know…” Chan started. “Having a lee mood around me? Bad idea. You’re gonna wish you never let me tickle you, sweetie~” 

Jungwon shivered at the words and their implication, suddenly arching his back with a high pitched scream when Chan’s thumbs latched onto his small rib cage, kneading and knuckling in a way that had Jungwon begging immediately. “HYUHUHUHUHUNG NOHOHO FAHAHAHAHA—!!” 

He could practically feel Chan beaming down at him, and he felt two taps to the side of his face, signifying that he could finally open his eyes, and adjusting to the light, he could see those soft brown eyes…and the pair of hands currently moving to his tummy. 

Jungwon screamed when Chan continued, casually sticking a finger into his navel and scribbling around with his other hand, and Jungwon found himself literally leaning into the older’s stomach the more Chan tickled him. 

When Chan took note of this, the teasing was endless. “Oh, Jungwonnie~” He cooed. “Not so scared of me now? Now that you finally got what you wanted, a little tickling to loosen you up?” 

And Jungwon wailed at the older’s words, arms grabbing at his hair to try and keep them up. But it hurt, and his arms ached from tensing his muscles. 

Of course, Channie being the kind soul he was, he moved to grab at Jungwon’s hands and bring them to the boy’s chest, holding them there and continuing his gentle tickling all over the younger leader’s belly. 

Jungwon could feel his eyes crinkle up in happiness at the moment, and he could finally feel his fear for Chan fade away, like the aftermath of the rain and wind, leaving only sunshine and happiness. “IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!! BAHAHAHADLY!!” He choked. 

“Oh, baby, so cute for me~” Chan crooned. “I want to tease you until you’re red, but I can’t even help but praise you, so beautiful and happy~”

Jungwon squealed at that, arching his back when pressure was applied into his navel, and he was squeaking out tiny pleas while giggling hysterically into Chan’s chest. “Nohohoho I cahahant~” He shook his head desperately, tiny tears falling already as he clenched at Chan’s shirt, allowing the older’s  fingers to wander…all the way into his armpits.

Jungwon slammed his arms down with an embarrassingly loud howl, and Chan grabbed his wrists to hold them away while his other hand had free reign, and he scribbled and scraped and pinched, and Jungwon’s dying screeches were proof of how bad the spot was for him.  

“Awhhh…worst spot, baby?” Chan laughed as Jungwon flopped around like a fish, face bright red as he cackled and squirmed. 

“YEHEHEEHEHEHEHES!! PLEHEHEHEHEASEE!!” 

Chan decided to let up slowly, pulling Jungwon into his lap facing him and loving the way the wet faced boy shoved his head into the crook of Channie’s neck, and he sighed, holding the now sobbing Jungwon closely. 

“I’m s-sorry!” Jungwon cried, and Chan’s frown only grew. “I didn’t want to be scared…” 

“Oh, baby. No need to be scared, okay? I’m here for you, I’m not ever gonna be mad, okay?”

“Okay…”

“Now, let’s just rest for a bit, you seem a bit tired…” 

“Hehe…sorry hyung…”

“No need to say sorry, baby.”

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

eeeeee omg so cute so cute 🥺🥺🥺

Lee Hannie thoughts~

Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae, @reginald-stay09, @jungwon-is-the-one

(From this video)

Thinking about Hannie coming home after the lie detector test confirms that he 'hates Skz'.

Everyone knew it was a joke but as Minho had suggested, it was also a rather tempting opportunity.

The dorm was dim, only the faint glow of the streetlight outside spilling in. Han barely had time to adjust before arms slipped around his waist, a warm chin snuggled into his shoulder.

"Sungie~ Don't you have something to explain to us sweetheart?"

Chan's voice was deceptively sweet, his breath warm on Han’s neck. Han shivered, a giggle already escaping before he could answer.

He giggled at the leader's antics, trying to shake him off but the oldest held on tight. Two more figures appeared and an all too familiar voice spoke up.

"You hate seeing us everyday huh?" Minho's tone was playful and the quokka could practically hear his smile.

They didn't give him any time to think, Binnie moving to shut the door and Chan pulling their baby to sit on his lap on their sofa.

Minho's fingers curled under Hannie's chin, drawing sweet chuckles from the younger.

"Ahahahahaha nohohoho hyuhuhung whyhyhy are youhu tihihihicklihing mehehe?"

Chan pulled him into a tight hug, using his finger tips to trace light doodles all over the quokka's belly, drawing giddy snickers and happy squeals.

"Chahannie hyuhung ihihit tiHIHIhickles hehehehe!!"

Meanwhile, Changbin fluttered a single feather over Hannie's features, drawing a line over the ace's jaw and over his cheeks and lips and forehead.

Even the most obscure spots seemed to garner a reaction, Hannie flinching and giggling his sweet little head off as the three kept up their gentle loving.

Hannie's face felt hot to the touch and he was sure it was blazing red were it not for the lack of lighting.

His heart raced in his chest and a sudden burst of happiness bubbled over in his chest, leaving him feeling so light and happy.

"How could you say you hate us?" Binnie fake cried, now wiggling the feather at Han's neck and laughing when it made the lee scrunch his shoulders up and kick his feet in joy.

"Ihihi wahahas kiddihihing, youhuhu guhuhuys know I dihidn't meHEHEan ihit!!"

"You wound us. What was it you said? That you really hate us? How hurtful."

Minho clutched his chest dramatically, his free hand scribbling Hannie's tummy and sides, loving the way it had the ace squeezing his eyes shut with bright laughter.

"Nahahaha youhuhu ahahare juhust fihihinding reheheaseon to tihihickle mehehe!!"

"Well it certainly seems to be working isn't it?" Chan hummed into his nape, pressing light, fluttery kisses over the back of Hannie's neck.

The action coaxed out the cutest squeals from the younger, Hannie's uncontrollable giggling rising in pitch through their teasy remarks and soft touches.

"Sohohoho mehehean-AH Bihihihihinihihie hyuhung!! Nahahahaha ohoho myhyhy gohohosh!!"

The quokka's laughter doubled when Changbin’s fingers snuck under his shirt, dancing across his ribs and sending him into breathless fits.

"Bihinihie hyuhung yehes~" He mocked, a taunting lilt to his voice as he chuckled at Hannie's reactions.

After about 10 minutes of this sweet torment, the three let up, their hands massaging his arms and combing through his hair to soothe the youngest in their midst.

Han looked adorably ruffled, laying boneless in a heap of giggles, breathless and disheveled. "You're soho mehean!" He whined, though his bright eyes said otherwise.

"I love you guys," Han whispered as he cuddled up to Chan. The trio smiled pressing kisses to Hannie's face with their own soft 'i love you's whispered back.

The three slowly drifted off right there, Han cradled in Channie's warm embrace, with Lino and Binnie on either side of them, their limbs thrown haphazardly over the two.

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Skz at Hogwarts- Part 1

Lee: Seungmin Ler: Han Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: kinda intense tickles for Minnie~🤭😋hope you enjoy!🥰💞

Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae, @reginald-stay09, @jungwon-is-the-one

Thinking about how Skz would be at Hogwarts. Chan and Seungmin in Slytherin, Lino, Hyunjin, Changbin and Han in Gryffindor, Innie in Ravenclaw and Felix in Hufflepuff.

The reunion of childhood friends should have been a warm, nostalgic moment, but for Chan and Seungmin, it became an opportunity for mischief.

The pair took every chance to use their Slytherin cunning to annoy the rest of the group.

Just minor inconveniences, turning their stationary into bugs (that one always had Han and Hyunjin screeching in the middle of the night).

He enchanted Changbin’s mirror so it would distort his figure into all manner of funny poses —one moment Binnie's head would be the size of a pumpkin, the next, his legs stretched like vines.

Turned Jeongin’s hair a hideous shade of pink for a whole week (it had infuriated the youngest).

And gave Minho cat ears for a day (he threatened to hex Seungmin if he didn’t get it off him). The list was endless. And he'd keep this up for a whole semester.

But eventually it came to bite him in the ass when Han and Hyunjin, stumbled upon a rather...unique spell book on one of their excursions around the castle.

They brought it back to the Gryffindor common room and the four poured over it.

There were all sorts of spells for all manner of purposes but a couple of them were much more interesting than the rest.

Smug smiles bloomed on their faces. After 6 months of being basically terrorized (not really), they could taste the sweet taste of revenge on the tip of their tongue.

"Anyone know if the puppy's ticklish?" Hyunjin's eager voice sparked a heated debate, with the group exchanging playful theories about Seungmin’s sensitivity, but eventually, the debate ended with one clear decision: they'd take turns, and Han, ever eager for mischief, would go first.

“Minnie’s been far too bold with his pranks recently. I say we go all out on him, teach him not to mess with us!” Han proposed.

Hyunjin was grinning at how easily the tables had turned. "I want to see him squeal. I’m betting he’ll beg within two minutes."

Han laughed at that. “Two? No way, you’re being too generous. All I need to do is to find his death spot. I know he has one.”

With the plan set and excitement bubbling, Han’s gaze turned mischievous. He wasted no time, his eyes glinting as he set off to find their unsuspecting target.

Feigning nonchalance, Han approached Seungmin with a casual air. "Hey Minnie, Lix just baked a new batch of brownies. Everyone’s in our common room, come on!”

Seungmin, always eager for treats, didn’t suspect a thing. He bounded towards the Gryffindor common room, oblivious to the setup awaiting him.

As he entered, a devious grin spread across Han’s face. The moment the door closed behind Seungmin; Han’s playful intent was clear.

Han watched in amusement as Seungmin’s playful curiosity turn into wide-eyed surprise. The room was empty short for the two of them.

“H-Han where’s everyone else? You—NO!” He yelped when Han swished his wand, making Seungmin’s wand fly out of his hands and his knees to buckle until he collapsed on the floor in a heap.

And then there were scribbling hands and nails clawing all over his sensitive spots, sending little shockwaves that had Seungmin squealing.

“Whahahaht ahahare youhu dohohohing?! Nahahahaha whyhyhy mehehe?”

A sadistic smile lit up Han's face, as Seungmin’s bright giggles quickly filled the room as Han expertly worked his wand, making the cheeky little puppy writhe and beg through hysterical laughter.

He mentally cursed himself for not seeing through Han’s trap.

“Coochie coochie coo Seungminie~” Han teased, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “What's wrong? Can’t think of anything smart to say?”

Seungmin let out a breathless, wheezing laugh, managing to choke out between fits of giggles: "I... Ihihi'll geHEHET yohuu... back for... thiHIHIs!"

Han’s smirk grew wider and he directed his wand to the younger’s navel. Seungmin’s hands flew to his belly, fingers twitching helplessly as if trying to grasp the phantom feathers.

His legs kicked wildly, shoes thudding against the wooden floor, eyes watering and a wide smile painting his flushed cheeks.

It felt like dozens of phantom feathers were sweeping over his skin, tracing his ribs, swirling around his belly button, making him squirm helplessly.

The harder he fought, the more intense the tickling grew, as if the magic was reading his resistance.

“Hahahahahahan hyuhuhuhung nohohoho noHOT THEHEHEHERE!! SHIHIT!”

Han's eyes lit up with fascination as he guided the wand, watching the way Seungmin's body jerked and writhed under the spell.

The closer he pointed toward Seungmin’s belly, the more frenzied the laughter became.

To test this theory, Han pointed the wand at the puppy's sides, observing the way his laughter died down to bubbly giggles.

Han’s grin widened. ‘Interesting...’ he muttered to himself, inching the wand closer to Seungmin’s navel, eager to see just how much more the younger boy could take.

It was as though every nerve in his body was on fire, sending him into fits of frantic, uncontrollable giggles.

Han couldn’t help but smirk, relishing every breathless laugh that escaped Seungmin.

He marveled at how effective the spell was, mentally filing away its details for future pranks.

Maybe he’d use it on Minho next time—or better yet, use it with a levitation spell and watch Hyunjin float helplessly, laughing his head off mid-air. The thought almost made him laugh out loud.

“gohohohods thihis ihis tohohorture ahAHAHAHA!! Hannihihie! hyuhuhung! nohohoHOH—AHH!!”

A burning curiosity propelled Han to point his wand around where he assumed the puppy like boy's navel was. He was immediately rewarded with the loudest laughter he'd heard yet.

It felt like Minho’s electric toothbrush had come to life, buzzing mercilessly around his navel.

No matter how tightly Seungmin clamped his hands over the spot, the relentless tickling sensations seemed to slip right through, making him writhe and scream with laughter.

Seungmin went ballistic, scream laughs echoing off the walls as his flailing grew weaker and more desperate.

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE PLEHEASE HAN I CAHAHAHAN'T AHAHAHAHAHA FAHAHAHA—"

"Should have considered that when you decided to pester me all semester hm? What, you aren't even gonna apologize to me yet you expect mercy?"

The poor boy couldn't even form words at this point, fragments of speech getting jumbled amongst long bouts of laughter. Seeing how desperate he was, Han decided to slow down.

He moved the top of the wand over to the boy’s neck, watching in fascination as the first tears escaped.

As Seungmin lay writhing on the floor, Han’s relentless tickling spell leaving him in a fit of helpless laughter, the door to the Gryffindor common room creaked open.

Changbin, drawn by the sounds of chaos, peeked his head in. A slow grin spread across his face as he took in the scene: Seungmin’s desperate kicks, flushed face, and the bright squeals escaping his lips.

"Ah, Seungmin-ah, you look like you're having so much fun," Changbin drawled, stepping fully into the room and leaning against the doorframe.

His smirk grew as Seungmin glared weakly at him through tear-filled eyes. "Maybe we should invite Professor McGonagall to watch."

"NO! Hahahaha geHEHEt lohohost, youhUHU IDIHIHIOT!!" Seungmin cried, his voice strained with laughter, his legs still kicking helplessly as Han’s spell refused to relent.

The tickles came about in waves as the older toyed with him, twirling his wand lazily, almost as though he were bored.

Hyunjin followed behind Changbin, arms crossed and shaking his head in mock pity.

"We should have recorded this," he taunted, chuckling as he observed Seungmin’s feeble attempts to fend off Han’s magic. "Puppy’s first Hogwarts meltdown."

"ShuHUHUhut... HAHAHAHA... uhup!" Seungmin wheezed between giggles, but the boys only laughed harder.

Dissolving into incoherence, his laughter ringing through the Gryffindor common room.

“ahaHAHAHAHA SAHAHA—sorry iHI’M soHOHOrry!! nahAHAHAHA PLEHEASE!!”

“Sorry won’t cut it Seungmin-ah. I want to see you suffer~” Han flicked the wand, upping the intensity of the tickles, relishing in the way Minnie’s body shook with laughter.

He couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if they all cast the same magic on the pup, seeing how much his single spell was already affecting him...maybe the boy actually wouldn't survive. It would probably be torture.

Not entirely undeserving though it might cross some lines. So, for now, it was off the table.

Instead, he turned his attention back to the cackling mess on the floor, reveling in the teary pleas he got and after 20 straight minutes of it, he let up.

Seungmin slumped to the floor, his body trembling from the lingering ticklish sensations.

Gasping for air, he shot a weak, watery glare at Han, cheeks burning red from embarrassment.

The sight pulled a genuine laugh out of Han. Seungmin looked adorable like this; messy hair, crooked glasses, flushed cheeks and nothing sarcastic to say for once.

“What’re you laughing at?” Seungmin grumbled, his voice cracking embarrassingly, which only made him blush harder.

Han only laughed louder at that, moving to help him up and fetch some water. "Here, drink this. It'll make your throat feel better."

Seungmin reluctantly accepted the bottle, a sulky 'thanks' leaving his lips as he turned away from Han.

"Wow you are crazy sensitive. I tried this spell on a friend of mine (poor unwilling Minho) but even he didn't laugh as loud as you did. Must be a special talent of yours."

Seungmin choked at the words, folding over as coughs wracked his body. "Shut the hell up!" He yelled, throwing the now empty bottle at Han before picking up his wand and running off, leaving the older smirking after him.

Han had already cast a tiny spell on him, and as Seungmin stumbled and wiggled down the hallway, he couldn’t help the sudden bursts of laughter that escaped.

His legs buckled mid-step, sending him tripping and giggling as he shot Han a glare over his shoulder, the sound of his helpless giggles echoing down the hallway.

‘I hate you’ mouthed, eyes widening when Han quirked a brow and raised his wand again. Seungmin poked his tongue out, his frown dissolving into a smile as another burst set of at his neck.

All day long, the spell kept Minnie on edge, sending bursts of ticklish sensations at the worst possible moments, ensuring Seungmin’s day was filled with giggles—much to Han’s (and the other victims of Seungmin’s) amusement.

Suddenly their shared classes didn’t seem all that bad—especially when Seungmin had to read aloud in Charms class.

The professor, oblivious to the subtle flicks of Han’s wand, watched in confusion as Seungmin’s voice wavered between his words, muted squeals mixing with his words as his body wriggled uncontrollably.

The classroom erupted in laughter as the poor puppy tried, and failed, to hide his giggles while attempting  the simplest spell.

Even Hyunjin, who had initially been on the fence about the spell, couldn’t suppress his grin as Seungmin let out another helpless shriek.

"This is better than Quidditch," he muttered, earning a snort from Changbin.

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VAY BY ITZY FEAT. CHANGBIN OF STRAY KIDS WRITTEN AND COMPOSED BY CHANGBIN AHHHHHHH

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𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙚𝙚! 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙭 (𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙚): 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 — 𝙚𝙜𝙜.

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1k

𝙖/𝙣: @skznccmlee bit rough..idk, but there’s no pinning or anything so maybe 🙈

𝙩/𝙬: rough tickling, no pinning, teasing, lots of egg, birthday tickles

𝒍𝒆𝒆: felix

𝙡𝙚𝙧: skz

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117 @minnielvrr

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤

It was finally Felix’s birthday, and he had been looking forward to baking a little something for himself and his members, but before he departed to the grocery store for ingredients for said bakery item, Seungmin nervously stopped him, and asked Lixie to buy something that seemed uncharacteristic to the chick. 

Eggs. 

Felix had stared him up and down in utter confusion, wondering why Seungmin would have any use for the round item. 

Spaced out, Lix nonchalantly picked the carton of eggs up, placing them in the cart and gently depositing other items beside it. 

Felix was left scratching his head in confusion, wondering what Seungmin might be up to. Shaking off his curiosity, he headed to the grocery store. As he walked through the aisles, he couldn’t help but wonder about the unexpected request. 

Maybe Seungmin was planning some surprise. Or perhaps the members had something else in mind. Felix’s thoughts drifted to how he might subtly hint at wanting some birthday tickles. 

The idea of being tickled on his birthday had been lingering in his mind, and he was eager to make it a reality.

Stepping through the front door, he headed to the living room, just to see the other members seated on chairs, floors, and each other. 

“What’s going on?” Felix asked, his voice filled with confusion. He didn’t expect to see all the members here, especially since this was his and Seungmin’s dorm

“Happy birthday, Lixie!” Changbin called, and Felix smiled as seven pairs of arms wrapped around his torso, laughter and playful shouts filled the room as Lixie was gently but firmly guided to hold the carton of eggs above his head.

Felix’s initial shock turned into a mix of excitement and nervousness. “What are you guys doing?” he laughed, struggling to understand the situation.

As some members began to surround him with wiggling fingers, Felix only then realized how exposed he was like this. Arms high above his head and torso stretched, plus the fact that he couldn’t drop the carton and break the frankly, very expensive eggs. 

Channie started first, his hands moving gently along Lix’s sides, making the poor chick bite his lip and squirm side to side, squeaking as Minho joined in from behind, curling his fingers lazily across his armpits. 

“Ahahahha nohohohoho!!” Felix giggled, arms bending as his knees shook. He only knew this was gonna get worse. Changbin, wanting to have fun, stuck his fingers into the crevices of Lix’s ribs and shook gently, the hyungs opting for a more gentle torture. 

“NO!! Nohohohoho!!”

The same couldn’t be said about the maknaes, however. Hyunjin, the menace he always is, trailed his hair along Lix’s neck, whispering things and rubbing his sensitive shoulders. 

Jisung smiling as he roughly kneaded Felix’s sides, forcing loud belly laughter from the birthday boy. 

“STOHOHOHOP!! Stohohohop IHIM GONNA DROHOHOHOP THEHEHEM!!” Felix begged, his laughter getting more desperate as he tried to maintain his grip on the eggs. “PLEHEASE, nohoho mohohohore!!”

Jeongin cooed, hands slipping dangerously close to Lixie’s belly button. “Awhhh, hyung. Look at you, so cute and ticklish~” 

“Can’t hold onto those eggs for long, huh?” Seungmin teased from Lixie’s hips, kneading roughly and nearly sending the hysterical chick to the floor. 

“YOU AHAHAHAALL SUHUHUHUCK!!” Felix was beyond flustered, hands gripping the carton as he struggled to hold his arms in place. 

Minho, however, was causing Felix the most trouble. His armpits were already sensitive, and he was never able to hold his arms away when he was tickled there. Minho’s fingers gently traced across, trailing and making Felix squeal and yelp at every touch. 

“MIHIHINHO HYUHUHUNG YOUHUHU AHAHAHASSS!!” His pleas were punctuated with squeals as he fought to keep the carton of eggs from falling.

Minho grinned at that, only quickening his tiny ministrations, driving poor Felix absolutely ballistic. 

Tears slipped down Felix’s cheeks and he threw his head back, the sensations from every direction making his mind roll and body shake. 

“He’s about to tap out!! Just tickle him wherever!” Jisung called out, and all the members complied immediately, speeding up their already merciless pace, and Felix lost it. 

As the tickling intensified, poor Lixie could hardly focus on anything other than the barrage of sensations attacking his ticklish spots. Tears streamed down his cheeks as laughter poured out uncontrollably, a mix of desperation and delight in his voice. 

“NONONOHOHOHO!! IHIM SOHOHORRY SOHOHO SHOHOHOHOHORRY!!” He shrieked, his voice cracking from the effort of holding the carton of eggs above his head. His body writhed as much as it could, but with the members’ hands expertly targeting every sensitive spot, he was trapped in a whirlwind of ticklish torment.

Felix’s body was trembling with laughter, every part of him sensitive to the combined assault of fingers and teasing whispers. He felt like he was on the verge of breaking down, his laughter turning into desperate cries for mercy. “IHIHIM GOHOHONNA DIIHIHIEE!!”

Lix could barely think straight as the tickling continued. His body was reacting to every touch, every movement, with wild, uncontrolled laughter. The more he tried to hold on, the more his grip faltered, his arms trembling from the effort and the ticklish sensations overwhelming him.

Minho’s fingers worked their way into every nook and cranny of Felix’s armpits, drawing out louder and louder squeals. Seungmin, not missing a beat, contributed to the chaos by targeting Felix’s hips. His fingers dug in with a mix of precision and playful malice.

As the minutes ticked by, Felix’s laughter became more frantic. The carton of eggs wobbled precariously above his head. With each new ticklish touch, Felix’s grip on the carton weakened, and his arms began to tremble uncontrollably.

“STOHOHOHOHOHOP!! ENOHOHOUGH!!” Finally, the chick’s resolve broke.

The seventy pairs of wiggling fingers finally eased off of him, and Lix was left feeling exhausted and happy, even though he was certain he wouldn’t have made it through the afternoon if they had continued any longer. 

That night, Seungmin had been busy in the kitchen, quietly working on a project that would be the grand finale of Felix's birthday celebration. With a mischievous smile and a sense of anticipation, Minnie made his way to the living room, carrying a covered dish.

Felix gasped at the sight. “You baked me a cake?!”

With a dramatic gesture, Seungmin lifted the cover, revealing a beautifully decorated birthday cake. The cake was a sight to behold—layered and frosted to perfection, adorned with colorful sprinkles, fresh fruits, and a message written in icing that read, ‘Happy Birthday, Felix!’ 

“Of course. I hope you’re aware that this what I made you buy the eggs for, and why you managed to get birthday tickles today~” His voice was teasing and his eyes sparkling as Felix blew out the candles, happily giggling. 

With the birthday celebrations drawing to a close, the members settled into a comfortable and happy silence, enjoying each other's company and the cozy atmosphere. It was a night to remember, marked by laughter, tickles, and the joy of celebrating together.