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WINNER -> he won..but who's the winner now?

switches!in-ho (33) / jun-ho (17)

Summary: Suddenly, Jun-ho had an mischievous idea, in particular: a bet with his brother, In-ho! The stakes? 1,000 won. The challenge? To see who comes out on top after rediscovering something from the past! But.. a feeling of unease contuines in In-ho's heart, which doesn't end the way he expected.

word count: 3214!!

(A/N): hi guys!! guess who made the dividers up there?? it was me ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )!! anyway, im really sorry that i was gone for a very very...long time!! But, since its the last week of school for me, writing won't be such a problem then! >> also, i apologize for the ending. i hope it won't be a big issue....but i hope you'll have fun reading it! It was a full joy to write!

this is a fanfiction that contains tickles. if you don't like that, please just scroll!

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the kitchen window, the enticing aroma of sizzling vegetables filled the air. In-ho arranged the table, helping his stepmother who hummed softly while stirring a vibrant medley in the pan. It was Sunday evening..Across the room, his younger step brother Jun-ho was engrossed in his phone, seemingly busy with something important. In-ho felt a sense of comfort, though it was a little disrupted by his brother's absence in the same place where he was. When the preparation was finished, In-ho went and looked up at the sky through the open window, inhaling the fresh scent of nature slowly. The birds were chirping, and a gentle breeze flowed in, peaceful and inviting. In that moment, he felt a deep sense of warmth, as if all his problems had just faded away. It was almost an unsettling feeling, which he tried to ignore.. Seemed like he was in another universe..or in another alternate excistence.

Suddenly, he felt two hands gripping his shoulders, causing him to twitch in surprise. When he turned around, he found his brother Jun-ho grinning at him, clearly pleased with his little scare.

"boo!" he shouted softly. "haha, did i scare you?" he added, chuckling and rubing his brothers shoulders a little. Looks like mother made the dinner already..

It was time to eat and enjoy the meal with the family of 3.

---

The day had finally arrived for the half-brothers to engage in their training, a crucial step in their routine to improve as police officers. This routine was more than just a casual workout.. it served as both a test of their strength and demonstrations. While they often joked that it was all just for fun, they were fully aware it was actually pretty far from it. The rules were; who ever gives up first, loses.

...

"ready as always??" Jun-ho exclaimed with a little joy.

"..ready as always." replied In-ho coolly.

Pang! Jun-ho and In-ho sprawled on the soft carpet, letting out small snickers when they failed to make the other down. As always, Young-il was the one who went rough first. He tried to gain an advantage, leaning in with a grin, while Jun-ho quickly shifted his weight to escape. The atmosphere was light and fun, enjoying their little match together. No worries hit them right now, no. But the feeling of In-ho was making him down slowly. Why did he feel so...unreal?

Out of nowhere, an unexpected sound came, something that they have almostly forgotten. Jun-ho had let out a loud shriek, covering his mouth as he realized what's going on. There was a funny, yet a giggly sensation going trough his body. He's now into trouble, that's for sure..

"...oh?" Meanwhile, In-ho released a soft chuckle, his eyes drifting to where his hands have landed. He recognized this sound all too well. Though he hadn't heard it in a long time, it hit him right awakening.

The silence between both of them contuined, but their moment ended abtruply when their mother opened the door. "Sweethearts, may we keep the noise down a little? It's Sunday.., we don't want to disturb anyone." It was Park mal-soon, the mother of the half-siblings.

When the two brothers nodded with "innocent" smiles, she closed the door, her kind eyes encouraging them to have fun. In-ho quickly turned his gaze back to Jun-ho who was still laying on the floor. The little one tried to sit down in a confident manner, hoping that his brother would take him seriously.

"Look, l-listen to me!" Jun-ho's voice was slightly trembling as he noticed the mischievous look from his brother's gaze. Why am I always a victim of this?!.. the little Hwang asked to himself. He knew In-ho's "tickle-monster" side could show itself at any moment. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Jun-ho's brain. He turned to his brother, his eyes shining with a little excitement.

..The real fun is about to begin now, starting off with a bet. As "tickling" had long been missing, he was motivated to bring it back!....as long as his mother was in the other room of course. In fact, he also missed deeply the feeling of laughter with his brother without any intruptions for a while.

---

After Jun-ho laid out the challenge, In-ho was really confident that this would be a walk in the park for him. Jun-ho never once tried to throw back all the tickling before. He was just too weak, maybe that changed but- In-ho chuckled. I will never get down just by some harmless tickling,...especially from him. he thought. since the 1,000won (0.69$) was in, of course he wouldn't overlook this opportunity.

"Hey, so. Just to pop things up a little..wanna add rules??" In-ho asked calmly, his hand resting on his chin.

"what excatly you want?"

"y'know. mother just told that it's sunday.." In-ho smiled mid-sentence, his playful tone coming out as he contuined. "so..if either of us gives up, tries to run away, or makes a loud noise like you did two minutes ago..they are gonna lose the bucks."

Jun-ho let out a forced chuckle. "you're kinda overdoing it.."

"don't act like this was my plan all along."

The younger Hwang was a little nervous- okay, who's lying now? He was really nervous! What did he bring himself up to?? Tickling...even the word stressed him out. He forgot that this bet could possibly have more downsides than the good ones, plus his older brother was even the sharpest mind in the house! He wouldn't let him win so easily, would he..?

Jun-ho let out a sigh.

"...You got it, I'm in!"

The intense showdown between the two brothers, (separated by an age gap of over ten years), is about to begin! It felt as if they were characters in a video game, and the announcer's voice speaking out;

ROUND ONE,

FIGHT!

...

Oh. Seems like Jun-ho got the victim of the tickly hands right in the first round. Poor guy seriously thought it was his time to shine!

"eheahaha! nohohot faihihir! thihis is nohohot faihihir!!" he cried out, holding his dear brother's wrists at the same time.

"looks like someone needs to practice their speed a little.."

At this point, Jun-ho almostly let out an quick squeal when In-ho's hands moved into his ribs, making him close his mouth right away to not let out more -loud- noises. Not to mention that he was eighteen, and the bet was almost everything for him. He couldn't lose - at this age he was practically an adult!

"brohohother! tahahake- ahahaha! taHahake ihit eahihisy! pleHeheAsE!"

"awh, don't make me feel bad..."

Jun-ho tried to withstand, but he couldn't do what he wanted, and had no other choice than just to keep trying. Every attempt was a damn failure! It truly caused making In-ho release a soft chuckle while watching his younger brother struggle. Although he was only letting his fingers gently trace random shapes along his body, there was not a single time where Jun-ho finally could fight back!

"Come on, Jun" In-ho grinned, making his hands scribble slower on his sides. "You're really gonna loose 1,000 bucks this easily? What kind of man are you?"

Jun-ho mumbled, cheeks flushed. "I am a mahan.."

In-ho grinned.

"Sure you are..

..Just a man with an arm strength like a baguette."

That did it.

Jun-ho's eyes darted around the room in a flash- he couldnt take another round of teasing. Not again. Not after of this kind of brother-tryanny!

But..oh? He saw something, took a glimpse, careful not to let his brother see the flicker of the idea behind his eyes.

On the floor, half-burried into one of their blankets. Jun-ho's old, emberassingly bunny plushie..Mr. Tokki. Even the light of the window separated itself into the room, making Mr. Tokki shine like he was the solution for everything.

He did NOT think, instead, he dove for it, rolled across the carpet like in an action movie, grabbed the bunny with his only last hope.

"Where are y-.." Thinking Jun-ho was about to escape, In-ho took a few steps to close his distance. But his words died in his throat when Jun-ho lifted the plushie and gently wobbled it back and forth infront of his brothers face, which made him stumble backward.

It tingled -- just enough to make him flinch.

"Ack-! What the--"

Jun-ho was already on the move, even the light spilling across his skin — and something in him reignited, as if it never did before. It was now his time to shine!

"Hehehehell?! pfft- ahahaha!"

Now the tables have turned.

"It's time to get some revenge, right brother?"

The sound of childish giggles brightened the room. In-ho didn't even realize..His little ridiculous brother was fast, so fast that he couldn't even hold his laughter in. Was it intentional that Jun-ho had known his laughing spots for years, or just a coincidence he wasn’t even aware of? Too many fingers, too many hands-- was he being dramatic or just an sensitive older brother right now? Endless doubts tickled his brain, but yet not a single one had an answer.

"Jun-hihahaha! Thihihis is cheatihihing!.." He squealed, throwing his head to the right.

"What?...Speak up, i can't understand you!"

A joyful little smirk came upon Jun-ho's lips, loving the reaction of his older brother who was laughing uncontrollably. Not to mention the fact that he stole the short but strong teases from his brother- he really loved this for sure.

"Ohhh, look who's coming...seems like the chicken is hungry!"

In-ho's eyes went wide, as if he’d been dragged into the hole he’d dug with his own hands.

...Oh that little piece of sh-

"doHohont youhuhu evEher dAhaAre!" In-ho implored, his tone heavy with the weight of being the older brother- a silent plea for respect. But Jun-ho didn’t care. Not one bit. Instead, he jabbed his fingers beneath In-ho’s ribs, just like his older brother used to do to him when he was a child. It was a little game they played. The chicken (those mischievous hands) were starving. It pecked and prodded at the body, just like a real chicken scratching at the ground in search for food.

Hwang’s cheeks warmed as he realized Jun-ho was using his own lessons against him. He squeezed his eyes, seeing it more as a emberassment instead of a betrayal. Another poke, another snort, another poke, and yet another quick snort again.

"heHaha-! *snort* youHu are gohonna be sorry!..maHA- mark my wohords!!" In-ho squirmed, trying to hold his laughter in while his cheeks were getting darker. He even forgot what the bet was about until this point.

"too bad..., *poke* guess you'll have to live with it now! A- don't hide those spots!! The chicken is getting angry!~" Jun-ho mocked, knowing every second what he's about to continue. He poked his fingers into In-ho's stomach, making him crack, squirm, everything mixed suddenly. He himself wasn't even aware of this move!

"Wohohah! Look at you! As if i just electrified you with just one pohoke!"

This was able to get more laughter out from In-ho. The sensation was getting worser by the way how Jun-ho was making him down..

"you ahAre suhuch a brahAhat!!"

Jun-ho giggled to himself. He never saw his older brother like this before. He was giggling, giggling enough to squeeze his eyes shut from his reaction. The little moment In-ho just did was too funny- it kept repeating in his brain!

"pfff-! oh brohother!..ahh, now its time for aAA-"

Phwumb!

"what."

Jun-ho, who was confident 2 seconds ago, was located on the ground under the hands of his brother. He himself didn't know how,...wasn't the older just giggling his ass off a time ago?!

...

Jun-ho sighed.

"Hey so.., violence is not a choice, remember that..."

The eye-contact they both had done were too quite, to the point the quitness was too loud..

"Ihihim sorry."

...And too funny-.

With ears burning and face buried in his hands, he waited in silence for his judgment, ready or not.

"Whats so funny, huh?"

In-ho asked, scribbling lightly and soft on his brothers skin. He wanted to make sure that this would be an unforgettable moment.

"Tell me, what's so funny?? I wanna laugh too!"

Not even showing mercy, he moved up to his armpits, making Jun-ho get out a wheeze. Sadly, the older ones hands are now stuck in the younger ones armpits.

"Ihin-hohoho! Whihiy?"

...

These words came before.

By the same voice.

By the same person.

In-ho froze for a moment. This was not a good feeling.. it was as if a hand had wrapped tightly around his neck, squeezing so hard that no words could escape his throat. His pupils dilated, he could feel it.

He hated this. Whatever this was.

And worst of all, it felt familiar.

"ah- ahaHaha! Nohohot therehehe!"

In-ho was thrown back into reality again by the familiar sound of his brother’s laughter. Light, carefree, like nothing was wrong. He blinked, disoriented, trying to shake the heaviness from his chest. Maybe it was just some strange déjà vu. A weird trick of the mind. Nothing else. He didn’t want to go any deeper into the thought. Not now. Not when the warmth of his brother’s voice still lingered in the air.

It was time for revenge and nothing more!

"Oh, where?...There?" In-ho chuckled, moving his hands now down to his under-ribs. He was shocked he hadn’t lost the bet yet. Impressive, he thought. Jun-ho wasn’t the brother he used to know anymore… and that hurt. It felt like time had swept in quietly, stealing away the joy they once shared. There is time to still bring it back though.

"The chicken is still hungry, y'know that right, Jun?"

Jun-ho was too giggly to answer the comments from his brother. But of course his confidence got higher. He made In-ho loose by just wiggling Mr. Tokki at him! Hah, can you belive that? It was a relief, a really big one.

"Awhhh, should i name you Junny-Sunny?? Like...look at that smile!"

"StohoHohop!!"

"Nonono, things won't go that easy, brother. You should already know that!" In-ho shook his head with a familiar smirk- just enough to get on Jun-ho’s nerves. The little shot him a look, though a few giggles still escaped. He knew that smirk too well.

"Ohohoho yeah? Wahahatch this then!"

A poke hit In-ho, like before, right into his stomach. This kind of felt like a stab to that part, a yelp coming out instead of blood.

"Ack-! Hehehey!"

"Youhuhu thought you wohoh- ahaha! Gehehet your hahands out of there!" Jun-ho said while In-ho's hands were now scribbling on his bare skin. In thrown, Jun-ho moved his hands up to his neck, which made In-ho squirm away.

"gihihive up already!" Jun-ho shouted quitly, knowing he's about to crack any second.

"Oh shuhuhut! Ihihim the one who gihihves comman- pfftahaHahaHA-!"

Now, In-ho had no other choice than holding on his little brothers wrists, like he had done it in the first round. His hands touched right under his chin, accidentally or not, making In-ho actually burst into laughter.

"Thahahat's a bad spot wehehe got there, is that so?"

It was his death spot, a spot, which made unlock other spots to tingle.

"OhohHohokay! Youhuhu wohohon! I gihihive...! stoHOHOP nohohow! pleHeheAsE!"

In a flash, Jun-ho let go, then burst into rich cackles, pointing at his brother. He was overwhelmed, but that was not a reason to not payback his brother!

"HAH, i knew it! Hehe, i'll have alot of fun explaining this to your friends!! I WO-."

"Nohohot one word, or you'll have to see my truhuhe side coming."

Jun-ho was sharply cut by his words as In-ho put his hand up to his mouth, still a few giggles escaping.

"Funny you are..." Jun-ho mumbled, catching the hand and gently lowering it by still keeping the eye-contact. In-ho let out a sigh.

"Congratulations, Jun-ho. I thought you haven't changed...but i guess i wrong." In-ho admitted, looking deeply at his brother's eyes who was still grinning like a 5year old. With a chuckle, he gave his brother a playful thump on the arm. Jun-ho snickered, letting out a silence for 2 seconds or so.

"I actually don't want the 1000won anymore.." He spoke, looking at the ground. "Y'know, it was fun and games...th-that's why." He continued, letting out a stutter.

"Oh, now we are playing the hero??...You did enjoy that, didn't you?"

"Oh shuhuhut!" Jun-ho let out a soft giggle, moving a little farther from his brother with half red ears when the other started poking his sides.

In-ho was happy, really happy. He couldn’t stop smiling. The moments they’d just shared felt like the kind that stick with you, even years down the line. It had been a while since he felt something like this. The sun had slipped away, but the sky held onto an orange glow. It reminded him of Jun-ho..it suited him somehow-..Funny how certain colours could bring people to mind. It just fit him, like it always had.

They were giggling like little kids, trading stories about how ridiculous they looked laughing harder with every detail until their stomach hurt. In-ho kept shaking his head,

But...on the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught that..

the lamp was slowly starting to look weird..

Oh.

Was this all just a..-

"Why, brother?"

A voice slowly cut trough the quit.

In-ho's smile dropped, turning his head back to Jun-ho. A cold shiver ran down to his spine. He couldn't bring himself to meet Jun-ho's eyes, even if he wanted to.

Then,

A gunshot.

A warm blood struck his face. A tear slipping down to his cheek.

In-ho woke up. Breath ragged. Vision blurred. His shirt clung to him with sweat. The room was quit, noone around him. He was alone..and all that was just a dream.

That warmth from the dream, Jun-ho’s laugh, the way the sky turned orange, all of them were gone.

In-ho sat there, on his bed, still, not a word coming out from him. His hands were slightly trembling..he took the glass right next to his bed, drank a few sips. He had no other choice than just to lying down and trying to forget the emotions he had few minutes ago.

Sometimes, the heart gives back what it misses most...

just to remind you it’s no longer there.

thanks for reading.

Oh my shayla. ☹️

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WINNER -> he won..but who's the winner now?

switches!in-ho (33) / jun-ho (17)

Summary: Suddenly, Jun-ho had an mischievous idea, in particular: a bet with his brother, In-ho! The stakes? 1,000 won. The challenge? To see who comes out on top after rediscovering something from the past! But.. a feeling of unease contuines in In-ho's heart, which doesn't end the way he expected.

word count: 3214!!

(A/N): hi guys!! guess who made the dividers up there?? it was me ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )!! anyway, im really sorry that i was gone for a very very...long time!! But, since its the last week of school for me, writing won't be such a problem then! >> also, i apologize for the ending. i hope it won't be a big issue....but i hope you'll have fun reading it! It was a full joy to write!

this is a fanfiction that contains tickles. if you don't like that, please just scroll!

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the kitchen window, the enticing aroma of sizzling vegetables filled the air. In-ho arranged the table, helping his stepmother who hummed softly while stirring a vibrant medley in the pan. It was Sunday evening..Across the room, his younger step brother Jun-ho was engrossed in his phone, seemingly busy with something important. In-ho felt a sense of comfort, though it was a little disrupted by his brother's absence in the same place where he was. When the preparation was finished, In-ho went and looked up at the sky through the open window, inhaling the fresh scent of nature slowly. The birds were chirping, and a gentle breeze flowed in, peaceful and inviting. In that moment, he felt a deep sense of warmth, as if all his problems had just faded away. It was almost an unsettling feeling, which he tried to ignore.. Seemed like he was in another universe..or in another alternate excistence.

Suddenly, he felt two hands gripping his shoulders, causing him to twitch in surprise. When he turned around, he found his brother Jun-ho grinning at him, clearly pleased with his little scare.

"boo!" he shouted softly. "haha, did i scare you?" he added, chuckling and rubing his brothers shoulders a little. Looks like mother made the dinner already..

It was time to eat and enjoy the meal with the family of 3.

---

The day had finally arrived for the half-brothers to engage in their training, a crucial step in their routine to improve as police officers. This routine was more than just a casual workout.. it served as both a test of their strength and demonstrations. While they often joked that it was all just for fun, they were fully aware it was actually pretty far from it. The rules were; who ever gives up first, loses.

...

"ready as always??" Jun-ho exclaimed with a little joy.

"..ready as always." replied In-ho coolly.

Pang! Jun-ho and In-ho sprawled on the soft carpet, letting out small snickers when they failed to make the other down. As always, Young-il was the one who went rough first. He tried to gain an advantage, leaning in with a grin, while Jun-ho quickly shifted his weight to escape. The atmosphere was light and fun, enjoying their little match together. No worries hit them right now, no. But the feeling of In-ho was making him down slowly. Why did he feel so...unreal?

Out of nowhere, an unexpected sound came, something that they have almostly forgotten. Jun-ho had let out a loud shriek, covering his mouth as he realized what's going on. There was a funny, yet a giggly sensation going trough his body. He's now into trouble, that's for sure..

"...oh?" Meanwhile, In-ho released a soft chuckle, his eyes drifting to where his hands have landed. He recognized this sound all too well. Though he hadn't heard it in a long time, it hit him right awakening.

The silence between both of them contuined, but their moment ended abtruply when their mother opened the door. "Sweethearts, may we keep the noise down a little? It's Sunday.., we don't want to disturb anyone." It was Park mal-soon, the mother of the half-siblings.

When the two brothers nodded with "innocent" smiles, she closed the door, her kind eyes encouraging them to have fun. In-ho quickly turned his gaze back to Jun-ho who was still laying on the floor. The little one tried to sit down in a confident manner, hoping that his brother would take him seriously.

"Look, l-listen to me!" Jun-ho's voice was slightly trembling as he noticed the mischievous look from his brother's gaze. Why am I always a victim of this?!.. the little Hwang asked to himself. He knew In-ho's "tickle-monster" side could show itself at any moment. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Jun-ho's brain. He turned to his brother, his eyes shining with a little excitement.

..The real fun is about to begin now, starting off with a bet. As "tickling" had long been missing, he was motivated to bring it back!....as long as his mother was in the other room of course. In fact, he also missed deeply the feeling of laughter with his brother without any intruptions for a while.

---

After Jun-ho laid out the challenge, In-ho was really confident that this would be a walk in the park for him. Jun-ho never once tried to throw back all the tickling before. He was just too weak, maybe that changed but- In-ho chuckled. I will never get down just by some harmless tickling,...especially from him. he thought. since the 1,000won (0.69$) was in, of course he wouldn't overlook this opportunity.

"Hey, so. Just to pop things up a little..wanna add rules??" In-ho asked calmly, his hand resting on his chin.

"what excatly you want?"

"y'know. mother just told that it's sunday.." In-ho smiled mid-sentence, his playful tone coming out as he contuined. "so..if either of us gives up, tries to run away, or makes a loud noise like you did two minutes ago..they are gonna lose the bucks."

Jun-ho let out a forced chuckle. "you're kinda overdoing it.."

"don't act like this was my plan all along."

The younger Hwang was a little nervous- okay, who's lying now? He was really nervous! What did he bring himself up to?? Tickling...even the word stressed him out. He forgot that this bet could possibly have more downsides than the good ones, plus his older brother was even the sharpest mind in the house! He wouldn't let him win so easily, would he..?

Jun-ho let out a sigh.

"...You got it, I'm in!"

The intense showdown between the two brothers, (separated by an age gap of over ten years), is about to begin! It felt as if they were characters in a video game, and the announcer's voice speaking out;

ROUND ONE,

FIGHT!

...

Oh. Seems like Jun-ho got the victim of the tickly hands right in the first round. Poor guy seriously thought it was his time to shine!

"eheahaha! nohohot faihihir! thihis is nohohot faihihir!!" he cried out, holding his dear brother's wrists at the same time.

"looks like someone needs to practice their speed a little.."

At this point, Jun-ho almostly let out an quick squeal when In-ho's hands moved into his ribs, making him close his mouth right away to not let out more -loud- noises. Not to mention that he was eighteen, and the bet was almost everything for him. He couldn't lose - at this age he was practically an adult!

"brohohother! tahahake- ahahaha! taHahake ihit eahihisy! pleHeheAsE!"

"awh, don't make me feel bad..."

Jun-ho tried to withstand, but he couldn't do what he wanted, and had no other choice than just to keep trying. Every attempt was a damn failure! It truly caused making In-ho release a soft chuckle while watching his younger brother struggle. Although he was only letting his fingers gently trace random shapes along his body, there was not a single time where Jun-ho finally could fight back!

"Come on, Jun" In-ho grinned, making his hands scribble slower on his sides. "You're really gonna loose 1,000 bucks this easily? What kind of man are you?"

Jun-ho mumbled, cheeks flushed. "I am a mahan.."

In-ho grinned.

"Sure you are..

..Just a man with an arm strength like a baguette."

That did it.

Jun-ho's eyes darted around the room in a flash- he couldnt take another round of teasing. Not again. Not after of this kind of brother-tryanny!

But..oh? He saw something, took a glimpse, careful not to let his brother see the flicker of the idea behind his eyes.

On the floor, half-burried into one of their blankets. Jun-ho's old, emberassingly bunny plushie..Mr. Tokki. Even the light of the window separated itself into the room, making Mr. Tokki shine like he was the solution for everything.

He did NOT think, instead, he dove for it, rolled across the carpet like in an action movie, grabbed the bunny with his only last hope.

"Where are y-.." Thinking Jun-ho was about to escape, In-ho took a few steps to close his distance. But his words died in his throat when Jun-ho lifted the plushie and gently wobbled it back and forth infront of his brothers face, which made him stumble backward.

It tingled -- just enough to make him flinch.

"Ack-! What the--"

Jun-ho was already on the move, even the light spilling across his skin — and something in him reignited, as if it never did before. It was now his time to shine!

"Hehehehell?! pfft- ahahaha!"

Now the tables have turned.

"It's time to get some revenge, right brother?"

The sound of childish giggles brightened the room. In-ho didn't even realize..His little ridiculous brother was fast, so fast that he couldn't even hold his laughter in. Was it intentional that Jun-ho had known his laughing spots for years, or just a coincidence he wasn’t even aware of? Too many fingers, too many hands-- was he being dramatic or just an sensitive older brother right now? Endless doubts tickled his brain, but yet not a single one had an answer.

"Jun-hihahaha! Thihihis is cheatihihing!.." He squealed, throwing his head to the right.

"What?...Speak up, i can't understand you!"

A joyful little smirk came upon Jun-ho's lips, loving the reaction of his older brother who was laughing uncontrollably. Not to mention the fact that he stole the short but strong teases from his brother- he really loved this for sure.

"Ohhh, look who's coming...seems like the chicken is hungry!"

In-ho's eyes went wide, as if he’d been dragged into the hole he’d dug with his own hands.

...Oh that little piece of sh-

"doHohont youhuhu evEher dAhaAre!" In-ho implored, his tone heavy with the weight of being the older brother- a silent plea for respect. But Jun-ho didn’t care. Not one bit. Instead, he jabbed his fingers beneath In-ho’s ribs, just like his older brother used to do to him when he was a child. It was a little game they played. The chicken (those mischievous hands) were starving. It pecked and prodded at the body, just like a real chicken scratching at the ground in search for food.

Hwang’s cheeks warmed as he realized Jun-ho was using his own lessons against him. He squeezed his eyes, seeing it more as a emberassment instead of a betrayal. Another poke, another snort, another poke, and yet another quick snort again.

"heHaha-! *snort* youHu are gohonna be sorry!..maHA- mark my wohords!!" In-ho squirmed, trying to hold his laughter in while his cheeks were getting darker. He even forgot what the bet was about until this point.

"too bad..., *poke* guess you'll have to live with it now! A- don't hide those spots!! The chicken is getting angry!~" Jun-ho mocked, knowing every second what he's about to continue. He poked his fingers into In-ho's stomach, making him crack, squirm, everything mixed suddenly. He himself wasn't even aware of this move!

"Wohohah! Look at you! As if i just electrified you with just one pohoke!"

This was able to get more laughter out from In-ho. The sensation was getting worser by the way how Jun-ho was making him down..

"you ahAre suhuch a brahAhat!!"

Jun-ho giggled to himself. He never saw his older brother like this before. He was giggling, giggling enough to squeeze his eyes shut from his reaction. The little moment In-ho just did was too funny- it kept repeating in his brain!

"pfff-! oh brohother!..ahh, now its time for aAA-"

Phwumb!

"what."

Jun-ho, who was confident 2 seconds ago, was located on the ground under the hands of his brother. He himself didn't know how,...wasn't the older just giggling his ass off a time ago?!

...

Jun-ho sighed.

"Hey so.., violence is not a choice, remember that..."

The eye-contact they both had done were too quite, to the point the quitness was too loud..

"Ihihim sorry."

...And too funny-.

With ears burning and face buried in his hands, he waited in silence for his judgment, ready or not.

"Whats so funny, huh?"

In-ho asked, scribbling lightly and soft on his brothers skin. He wanted to make sure that this would be an unforgettable moment.

"Tell me, what's so funny?? I wanna laugh too!"

Not even showing mercy, he moved up to his armpits, making Jun-ho get out a wheeze. Sadly, the older ones hands are now stuck in the younger ones armpits.

"Ihin-hohoho! Whihiy?"

...

These words came before.

By the same voice.

By the same person.

In-ho froze for a moment. This was not a good feeling.. it was as if a hand had wrapped tightly around his neck, squeezing so hard that no words could escape his throat. His pupils dilated, he could feel it.

He hated this. Whatever this was.

And worst of all, it felt familiar.

"ah- ahaHaha! Nohohot therehehe!"

In-ho was thrown back into reality again by the familiar sound of his brother’s laughter. Light, carefree, like nothing was wrong. He blinked, disoriented, trying to shake the heaviness from his chest. Maybe it was just some strange déjà vu. A weird trick of the mind. Nothing else. He didn’t want to go any deeper into the thought. Not now. Not when the warmth of his brother’s voice still lingered in the air.

It was time for revenge and nothing more!

"Oh, where?...There?" In-ho chuckled, moving his hands now down to his under-ribs. He was shocked he hadn’t lost the bet yet. Impressive, he thought. Jun-ho wasn’t the brother he used to know anymore… and that hurt. It felt like time had swept in quietly, stealing away the joy they once shared. There is time to still bring it back though.

"The chicken is still hungry, y'know that right, Jun?"

Jun-ho was too giggly to answer the comments from his brother. But of course his confidence got higher. He made In-ho loose by just wiggling Mr. Tokki at him! Hah, can you belive that? It was a relief, a really big one.

"Awhhh, should i name you Junny-Sunny?? Like...look at that smile!"

"StohoHohop!!"

"Nonono, things won't go that easy, brother. You should already know that!" In-ho shook his head with a familiar smirk- just enough to get on Jun-ho’s nerves. The little shot him a look, though a few giggles still escaped. He knew that smirk too well.

"Ohohoho yeah? Wahahatch this then!"

A poke hit In-ho, like before, right into his stomach. This kind of felt like a stab to that part, a yelp coming out instead of blood.

"Ack-! Hehehey!"

"Youhuhu thought you wohoh- ahaha! Gehehet your hahands out of there!" Jun-ho said while In-ho's hands were now scribbling on his bare skin. In thrown, Jun-ho moved his hands up to his neck, which made In-ho squirm away.

"gihihive up already!" Jun-ho shouted quitly, knowing he's about to crack any second.

"Oh shuhuhut! Ihihim the one who gihihves comman- pfftahaHahaHA-!"

Now, In-ho had no other choice than holding on his little brothers wrists, like he had done it in the first round. His hands touched right under his chin, accidentally or not, making In-ho actually burst into laughter.

"Thahahat's a bad spot wehehe got there, is that so?"

It was his death spot, a spot, which made unlock other spots to tingle.

"OhohHohokay! Youhuhu wohohon! I gihihive...! stoHOHOP nohohow! pleHeheAsE!"

In a flash, Jun-ho let go, then burst into rich cackles, pointing at his brother. He was overwhelmed, but that was not a reason to not payback his brother!

"HAH, i knew it! Hehe, i'll have alot of fun explaining this to your friends!! I WO-."

"Nohohot one word, or you'll have to see my truhuhe side coming."

Jun-ho was sharply cut by his words as In-ho put his hand up to his mouth, still a few giggles escaping.

"Funny you are..." Jun-ho mumbled, catching the hand and gently lowering it by still keeping the eye-contact. In-ho let out a sigh.

"Congratulations, Jun-ho. I thought you haven't changed...but i guess i wrong." In-ho admitted, looking deeply at his brother's eyes who was still grinning like a 5year old. With a chuckle, he gave his brother a playful thump on the arm. Jun-ho snickered, letting out a silence for 2 seconds or so.

"I actually don't want the 1000won anymore.." He spoke, looking at the ground. "Y'know, it was fun and games...th-that's why." He continued, letting out a stutter.

"Oh, now we are playing the hero??...You did enjoy that, didn't you?"

"Oh shuhuhut!" Jun-ho let out a soft giggle, moving a little farther from his brother with half red ears when the other started poking his sides.

In-ho was happy, really happy. He couldn’t stop smiling. The moments they’d just shared felt like the kind that stick with you, even years down the line. It had been a while since he felt something like this. The sun had slipped away, but the sky held onto an orange glow. It reminded him of Jun-ho..it suited him somehow-..Funny how certain colours could bring people to mind. It just fit him, like it always had.

They were giggling like little kids, trading stories about how ridiculous they looked laughing harder with every detail until their stomach hurt. In-ho kept shaking his head,

But...on the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught that..

the lamp was slowly starting to look weird..

Oh.

Was this all just a..-

"Why, brother?"

A voice slowly cut trough the quit.

In-ho's smile dropped, turning his head back to Jun-ho. A cold shiver ran down to his spine. He couldn't bring himself to meet Jun-ho's eyes, even if he wanted to.

Then,

A gunshot.

A warm blood struck his face. A tear slipping down to his cheek.

In-ho woke up. Breath ragged. Vision blurred. His shirt clung to him with sweat. The room was quit, noone around him. He was alone..and all that was just a dream.

That warmth from the dream, Jun-ho’s laugh, the way the sky turned orange, all of them were gone.

In-ho sat there, on his bed, still, not a word coming out from him. His hands were slightly trembling..he took the glass right next to his bed, drank a few sips. He had no other choice than just to lying down and trying to forget the emotions he had few minutes ago.

Sometimes, the heart gives back what it misses most...

just to remind you it’s no longer there.

thanks for reading.

Oh my shayla. ☹️

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OH MAH GAHHH?? Seriosly?? This means alot to me!! ❤️❤️

WINNER -> he won..but who's the winner now?

switches!in-ho (33) / jun-ho (17)

Summary: Suddenly, Jun-ho had an mischievous idea, in particular: a bet with his brother, In-ho! The stakes? 1,000 won. The challenge? To see who comes out on top after rediscovering something from the past! But.. a feeling of unease contuines in In-ho's heart, which doesn't end the way he expected.

word count: 3214!!

(A/N): hi guys!! guess who made the dividers up there?? it was me ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )!! anyway, im really sorry that i was gone for a very very...long time!! But, since its the last week of school for me, writing won't be such a problem then! >> also, i apologize for the ending. i hope it won't be a big issue....but i hope you'll have fun reading it! It was a full joy to write!

this is a fanfiction that contains tickles. if you don't like that, please just scroll!

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the kitchen window, the enticing aroma of sizzling vegetables filled the air. In-ho arranged the table, helping his stepmother who hummed softly while stirring a vibrant medley in the pan. It was Sunday evening..Across the room, his younger step brother Jun-ho was engrossed in his phone, seemingly busy with something important. In-ho felt a sense of comfort, though it was a little disrupted by his brother's absence in the same place where he was. When the preparation was finished, In-ho went and looked up at the sky through the open window, inhaling the fresh scent of nature slowly. The birds were chirping, and a gentle breeze flowed in, peaceful and inviting. In that moment, he felt a deep sense of warmth, as if all his problems had just faded away. It was almost an unsettling feeling, which he tried to ignore.. Seemed like he was in another universe..or in another alternate excistence.

Suddenly, he felt two hands gripping his shoulders, causing him to twitch in surprise. When he turned around, he found his brother Jun-ho grinning at him, clearly pleased with his little scare.

"boo!" he shouted softly. "haha, did i scare you?" he added, chuckling and rubing his brothers shoulders a little. Looks like mother made the dinner already..

It was time to eat and enjoy the meal with the family of 3.

---

The day had finally arrived for the half-brothers to engage in their training, a crucial step in their routine to improve as police officers. This routine was more than just a casual workout.. it served as both a test of their strength and demonstrations. While they often joked that it was all just for fun, they were fully aware it was actually pretty far from it. The rules were; who ever gives up first, loses.

...

"ready as always??" Jun-ho exclaimed with a little joy.

"..ready as always." replied In-ho coolly.

Pang! Jun-ho and In-ho sprawled on the soft carpet, letting out small snickers when they failed to make the other down. As always, Young-il was the one who went rough first. He tried to gain an advantage, leaning in with a grin, while Jun-ho quickly shifted his weight to escape. The atmosphere was light and fun, enjoying their little match together. No worries hit them right now, no. But the feeling of In-ho was making him down slowly. Why did he feel so...unreal?

Out of nowhere, an unexpected sound came, something that they have almostly forgotten. Jun-ho had let out a loud shriek, covering his mouth as he realized what's going on. There was a funny, yet a giggly sensation going trough his body. He's now into trouble, that's for sure..

"...oh?" Meanwhile, In-ho released a soft chuckle, his eyes drifting to where his hands have landed. He recognized this sound all too well. Though he hadn't heard it in a long time, it hit him right awakening.

The silence between both of them contuined, but their moment ended abtruply when their mother opened the door. "Sweethearts, may we keep the noise down a little? It's Sunday.., we don't want to disturb anyone." It was Park mal-soon, the mother of the half-siblings.

When the two brothers nodded with "innocent" smiles, she closed the door, her kind eyes encouraging them to have fun. In-ho quickly turned his gaze back to Jun-ho who was still laying on the floor. The little one tried to sit down in a confident manner, hoping that his brother would take him seriously.

"Look, l-listen to me!" Jun-ho's voice was slightly trembling as he noticed the mischievous look from his brother's gaze. Why am I always a victim of this?!.. the little Hwang asked to himself. He knew In-ho's "tickle-monster" side could show itself at any moment. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Jun-ho's brain. He turned to his brother, his eyes shining with a little excitement.

..The real fun is about to begin now, starting off with a bet. As "tickling" had long been missing, he was motivated to bring it back!....as long as his mother was in the other room of course. In fact, he also missed deeply the feeling of laughter with his brother without any intruptions for a while.

---

After Jun-ho laid out the challenge, In-ho was really confident that this would be a walk in the park for him. Jun-ho never once tried to throw back all the tickling before. He was just too weak, maybe that changed but- In-ho chuckled. I will never get down just by some harmless tickling,...especially from him. he thought. since the 1,000won (0.69$) was in, of course he wouldn't overlook this opportunity.

"Hey, so. Just to pop things up a little..wanna add rules??" In-ho asked calmly, his hand resting on his chin.

"what excatly you want?"

"y'know. mother just told that it's sunday.." In-ho smiled mid-sentence, his playful tone coming out as he contuined. "so..if either of us gives up, tries to run away, or makes a loud noise like you did two minutes ago..they are gonna lose the bucks."

Jun-ho let out a forced chuckle. "you're kinda overdoing it.."

"don't act like this was my plan all along."

The younger Hwang was a little nervous- okay, who's lying now? He was really nervous! What did he bring himself up to?? Tickling...even the word stressed him out. He forgot that this bet could possibly have more downsides than the good ones, plus his older brother was even the sharpest mind in the house! He wouldn't let him win so easily, would he..?

Jun-ho let out a sigh.

"...You got it, I'm in!"

The intense showdown between the two brothers, (separated by an age gap of over ten years), is about to begin! It felt as if they were characters in a video game, and the announcer's voice speaking out;

ROUND ONE,

FIGHT!

...

Oh. Seems like Jun-ho got the victim of the tickly hands right in the first round. Poor guy seriously thought it was his time to shine!

"eheahaha! nohohot faihihir! thihis is nohohot faihihir!!" he cried out, holding his dear brother's wrists at the same time.

"looks like someone needs to practice their speed a little.."

At this point, Jun-ho almostly let out an quick squeal when In-ho's hands moved into his ribs, making him close his mouth right away to not let out more -loud- noises. Not to mention that he was eighteen, and the bet was almost everything for him. He couldn't lose - at this age he was practically an adult!

"brohohother! tahahake- ahahaha! taHahake ihit eahihisy! pleHeheAsE!"

"awh, don't make me feel bad..."

Jun-ho tried to withstand, but he couldn't do what he wanted, and had no other choice than just to keep trying. Every attempt was a damn failure! It truly caused making In-ho release a soft chuckle while watching his younger brother struggle. Although he was only letting his fingers gently trace random shapes along his body, there was not a single time where Jun-ho finally could fight back!

"Come on, Jun" In-ho grinned, making his hands scribble slower on his sides. "You're really gonna loose 1,000 bucks this easily? What kind of man are you?"

Jun-ho mumbled, cheeks flushed. "I am a mahan.."

In-ho grinned.

"Sure you are..

..Just a man with an arm strength like a baguette."

That did it.

Jun-ho's eyes darted around the room in a flash- he couldnt take another round of teasing. Not again. Not after of this kind of brother-tryanny!

But..oh? He saw something, took a glimpse, careful not to let his brother see the flicker of the idea behind his eyes.

On the floor, half-burried into one of their blankets. Jun-ho's old, emberassingly bunny plushie..Mr. Tokki. Even the light of the window separated itself into the room, making Mr. Tokki shine like he was the solution for everything.

He did NOT think, instead, he dove for it, rolled across the carpet like in an action movie, grabbed the bunny with his only last hope.

"Where are y-.." Thinking Jun-ho was about to escape, In-ho took a few steps to close his distance. But his words died in his throat when Jun-ho lifted the plushie and gently wobbled it back and forth infront of his brothers face, which made him stumble backward.

It tingled -- just enough to make him flinch.

"Ack-! What the--"

Jun-ho was already on the move, even the light spilling across his skin — and something in him reignited, as if it never did before. It was now his time to shine!

"Hehehehell?! pfft- ahahaha!"

Now the tables have turned.

"It's time to get some revenge, right brother?"

The sound of childish giggles brightened the room. In-ho didn't even realize..His little ridiculous brother was fast, so fast that he couldn't even hold his laughter in. Was it intentional that Jun-ho had known his laughing spots for years, or just a coincidence he wasn’t even aware of? Too many fingers, too many hands-- was he being dramatic or just an sensitive older brother right now? Endless doubts tickled his brain, but yet not a single one had an answer.

"Jun-hihahaha! Thihihis is cheatihihing!.." He squealed, throwing his head to the right.

"What?...Speak up, i can't understand you!"

A joyful little smirk came upon Jun-ho's lips, loving the reaction of his older brother who was laughing uncontrollably. Not to mention the fact that he stole the short but strong teases from his brother- he really loved this for sure.

"Ohhh, look who's coming...seems like the chicken is hungry!"

In-ho's eyes went wide, as if he’d been dragged into the hole he’d dug with his own hands.

...Oh that little piece of sh-

"doHohont youhuhu evEher dAhaAre!" In-ho implored, his tone heavy with the weight of being the older brother- a silent plea for respect. But Jun-ho didn’t care. Not one bit. Instead, he jabbed his fingers beneath In-ho’s ribs, just like his older brother used to do to him when he was a child. It was a little game they played. The chicken (those mischievous hands) were starving. It pecked and prodded at the body, just like a real chicken scratching at the ground in search for food.

Hwang’s cheeks warmed as he realized Jun-ho was using his own lessons against him. He squeezed his eyes, seeing it more as a emberassment instead of a betrayal. Another poke, another snort, another poke, and yet another quick snort again.

"heHaha-! *snort* youHu are gohonna be sorry!..maHA- mark my wohords!!" In-ho squirmed, trying to hold his laughter in while his cheeks were getting darker. He even forgot what the bet was about until this point.

"too bad..., *poke* guess you'll have to live with it now! A- don't hide those spots!! The chicken is getting angry!~" Jun-ho mocked, knowing every second what he's about to continue. He poked his fingers into In-ho's stomach, making him crack, squirm, everything mixed suddenly. He himself wasn't even aware of this move!

"Wohohah! Look at you! As if i just electrified you with just one pohoke!"

This was able to get more laughter out from In-ho. The sensation was getting worser by the way how Jun-ho was making him down..

"you ahAre suhuch a brahAhat!!"

Jun-ho giggled to himself. He never saw his older brother like this before. He was giggling, giggling enough to squeeze his eyes shut from his reaction. The little moment In-ho just did was too funny- it kept repeating in his brain!

"pfff-! oh brohother!..ahh, now its time for aAA-"

Phwumb!

"what."

Jun-ho, who was confident 2 seconds ago, was located on the ground under the hands of his brother. He himself didn't know how,...wasn't the older just giggling his ass off a time ago?!

...

Jun-ho sighed.

"Hey so.., violence is not a choice, remember that..."

The eye-contact they both had done were too quite, to the point the quitness was too loud..

"Ihihim sorry."

...And too funny-.

With ears burning and face buried in his hands, he waited in silence for his judgment, ready or not.

"Whats so funny, huh?"

In-ho asked, scribbling lightly and soft on his brothers skin. He wanted to make sure that this would be an unforgettable moment.

"Tell me, what's so funny?? I wanna laugh too!"

Not even showing mercy, he moved up to his armpits, making Jun-ho get out a wheeze. Sadly, the older ones hands are now stuck in the younger ones armpits.

"Ihin-hohoho! Whihiy?"

...

These words came before.

By the same voice.

By the same person.

In-ho froze for a moment. This was not a good feeling.. it was as if a hand had wrapped tightly around his neck, squeezing so hard that no words could escape his throat. His pupils dilated, he could feel it.

He hated this. Whatever this was.

And worst of all, it felt familiar.

"ah- ahaHaha! Nohohot therehehe!"

In-ho was thrown back into reality again by the familiar sound of his brother’s laughter. Light, carefree, like nothing was wrong. He blinked, disoriented, trying to shake the heaviness from his chest. Maybe it was just some strange déjà vu. A weird trick of the mind. Nothing else. He didn’t want to go any deeper into the thought. Not now. Not when the warmth of his brother’s voice still lingered in the air.

It was time for revenge and nothing more!

"Oh, where?...There?" In-ho chuckled, moving his hands now down to his under-ribs. He was shocked he hadn’t lost the bet yet. Impressive, he thought. Jun-ho wasn’t the brother he used to know anymore… and that hurt. It felt like time had swept in quietly, stealing away the joy they once shared. There is time to still bring it back though.

"The chicken is still hungry, y'know that right, Jun?"

Jun-ho was too giggly to answer the comments from his brother. But of course his confidence got higher. He made In-ho loose by just wiggling Mr. Tokki at him! Hah, can you belive that? It was a relief, a really big one.

"Awhhh, should i name you Junny-Sunny?? Like...look at that smile!"

"StohoHohop!!"

"Nonono, things won't go that easy, brother. You should already know that!" In-ho shook his head with a familiar smirk- just enough to get on Jun-ho’s nerves. The little shot him a look, though a few giggles still escaped. He knew that smirk too well.

"Ohohoho yeah? Wahahatch this then!"

A poke hit In-ho, like before, right into his stomach. This kind of felt like a stab to that part, a yelp coming out instead of blood.

"Ack-! Hehehey!"

"Youhuhu thought you wohoh- ahaha! Gehehet your hahands out of there!" Jun-ho said while In-ho's hands were now scribbling on his bare skin. In thrown, Jun-ho moved his hands up to his neck, which made In-ho squirm away.

"gihihive up already!" Jun-ho shouted quitly, knowing he's about to crack any second.

"Oh shuhuhut! Ihihim the one who gihihves comman- pfftahaHahaHA-!"

Now, In-ho had no other choice than holding on his little brothers wrists, like he had done it in the first round. His hands touched right under his chin, accidentally or not, making In-ho actually burst into laughter.

"Thahahat's a bad spot wehehe got there, is that so?"

It was his death spot, a spot, which made unlock other spots to tingle.

"OhohHohokay! Youhuhu wohohon! I gihihive...! stoHOHOP nohohow! pleHeheAsE!"

In a flash, Jun-ho let go, then burst into rich cackles, pointing at his brother. He was overwhelmed, but that was not a reason to not payback his brother!

"HAH, i knew it! Hehe, i'll have alot of fun explaining this to your friends!! I WO-."

"Nohohot one word, or you'll have to see my truhuhe side coming."

Jun-ho was sharply cut by his words as In-ho put his hand up to his mouth, still a few giggles escaping.

"Funny you are..." Jun-ho mumbled, catching the hand and gently lowering it by still keeping the eye-contact. In-ho let out a sigh.

"Congratulations, Jun-ho. I thought you haven't changed...but i guess i wrong." In-ho admitted, looking deeply at his brother's eyes who was still grinning like a 5year old. With a chuckle, he gave his brother a playful thump on the arm. Jun-ho snickered, letting out a silence for 2 seconds or so.

"I actually don't want the 1000won anymore.." He spoke, looking at the ground. "Y'know, it was fun and games...th-that's why." He continued, letting out a stutter.

"Oh, now we are playing the hero??...You did enjoy that, didn't you?"

"Oh shuhuhut!" Jun-ho let out a soft giggle, moving a little farther from his brother with half red ears when the other started poking his sides.

In-ho was happy, really happy. He couldn’t stop smiling. The moments they’d just shared felt like the kind that stick with you, even years down the line. It had been a while since he felt something like this. The sun had slipped away, but the sky held onto an orange glow. It reminded him of Jun-ho..it suited him somehow-..Funny how certain colours could bring people to mind. It just fit him, like it always had.

They were giggling like little kids, trading stories about how ridiculous they looked laughing harder with every detail until their stomach hurt. In-ho kept shaking his head,

But...on the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught that..

the lamp was slowly starting to look weird..

Oh.

Was this all just a..-

"Why, brother?"

A voice slowly cut trough the quit.

In-ho's smile dropped, turning his head back to Jun-ho. A cold shiver ran down to his spine. He couldn't bring himself to meet Jun-ho's eyes, even if he wanted to.

Then,

A gunshot.

A warm blood struck his face. A tear slipping down to his cheek.

In-ho woke up. Breath ragged. Vision blurred. His shirt clung to him with sweat. The room was quit, noone around him. He was alone..and all that was just a dream.

That warmth from the dream, Jun-ho’s laugh, the way the sky turned orange, all of them were gone.

In-ho sat there, on his bed, still, not a word coming out from him. His hands were slightly trembling..he took the glass right next to his bed, drank a few sips. He had no other choice than just to lying down and trying to forget the emotions he had few minutes ago.

Sometimes, the heart gives back what it misses most...

just to remind you it’s no longer there.

thanks for reading.

Oh my shayla. ☹️

[min-mrv]

This proves that my goal was hit successful!! 😋 But thanks alot, although it took a while, im happy that you are still satisfied with this fic ^^!!

WINNER -> he won..but who's the winner now?

switches!in-ho (33) / jun-ho (17)

Summary: Suddenly, Jun-ho had an mischievous idea, in particular: a bet with his brother, In-ho! The stakes? 1,000 won. The challenge? To see who comes out on top after rediscovering something from the past! But.. a feeling of unease contuines in In-ho's heart, which doesn't end the way he expected.

word count: 3214!!

(A/N): hi guys!! guess who made the dividers up there?? it was me ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )!! anyway, im really sorry that i was gone for a very very...long time!! But, since its the last week of school for me, writing won't be such a problem then! >> also, i apologize for the ending. i hope it won't be a big issue....but i hope you'll have fun reading it! It was a full joy to write!

this is a fanfiction that contains tickles. if you don't like that, please just scroll!

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the kitchen window, the enticing aroma of sizzling vegetables filled the air. In-ho arranged the table, helping his stepmother who hummed softly while stirring a vibrant medley in the pan. It was Sunday evening..Across the room, his younger step brother Jun-ho was engrossed in his phone, seemingly busy with something important. In-ho felt a sense of comfort, though it was a little disrupted by his brother's absence in the same place where he was. When the preparation was finished, In-ho went and looked up at the sky through the open window, inhaling the fresh scent of nature slowly. The birds were chirping, and a gentle breeze flowed in, peaceful and inviting. In that moment, he felt a deep sense of warmth, as if all his problems had just faded away. It was almost an unsettling feeling, which he tried to ignore.. Seemed like he was in another universe..or in another alternate excistence.

Suddenly, he felt two hands gripping his shoulders, causing him to twitch in surprise. When he turned around, he found his brother Jun-ho grinning at him, clearly pleased with his little scare.

"boo!" he shouted softly. "haha, did i scare you?" he added, chuckling and rubing his brothers shoulders a little. Looks like mother made the dinner already..

It was time to eat and enjoy the meal with the family of 3.

---

The day had finally arrived for the half-brothers to engage in their training, a crucial step in their routine to improve as police officers. This routine was more than just a casual workout.. it served as both a test of their strength and demonstrations. While they often joked that it was all just for fun, they were fully aware it was actually pretty far from it. The rules were; who ever gives up first, loses.

...

"ready as always??" Jun-ho exclaimed with a little joy.

"..ready as always." replied In-ho coolly.

Pang! Jun-ho and In-ho sprawled on the soft carpet, letting out small snickers when they failed to make the other down. As always, Young-il was the one who went rough first. He tried to gain an advantage, leaning in with a grin, while Jun-ho quickly shifted his weight to escape. The atmosphere was light and fun, enjoying their little match together. No worries hit them right now, no. But the feeling of In-ho was making him down slowly. Why did he feel so...unreal?

Out of nowhere, an unexpected sound came, something that they have almostly forgotten. Jun-ho had let out a loud shriek, covering his mouth as he realized what's going on. There was a funny, yet a giggly sensation going trough his body. He's now into trouble, that's for sure..

"...oh?" Meanwhile, In-ho released a soft chuckle, his eyes drifting to where his hands have landed. He recognized this sound all too well. Though he hadn't heard it in a long time, it hit him right awakening.

The silence between both of them contuined, but their moment ended abtruply when their mother opened the door. "Sweethearts, may we keep the noise down a little? It's Sunday.., we don't want to disturb anyone." It was Park mal-soon, the mother of the half-siblings.

When the two brothers nodded with "innocent" smiles, she closed the door, her kind eyes encouraging them to have fun. In-ho quickly turned his gaze back to Jun-ho who was still laying on the floor. The little one tried to sit down in a confident manner, hoping that his brother would take him seriously.

"Look, l-listen to me!" Jun-ho's voice was slightly trembling as he noticed the mischievous look from his brother's gaze. Why am I always a victim of this?!.. the little Hwang asked to himself. He knew In-ho's "tickle-monster" side could show itself at any moment. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Jun-ho's brain. He turned to his brother, his eyes shining with a little excitement.

..The real fun is about to begin now, starting off with a bet. As "tickling" had long been missing, he was motivated to bring it back!....as long as his mother was in the other room of course. In fact, he also missed deeply the feeling of laughter with his brother without any intruptions for a while.

---

After Jun-ho laid out the challenge, In-ho was really confident that this would be a walk in the park for him. Jun-ho never once tried to throw back all the tickling before. He was just too weak, maybe that changed but- In-ho chuckled. I will never get down just by some harmless tickling,...especially from him. he thought. since the 1,000won (0.69$) was in, of course he wouldn't overlook this opportunity.

"Hey, so. Just to pop things up a little..wanna add rules??" In-ho asked calmly, his hand resting on his chin.

"what excatly you want?"

"y'know. mother just told that it's sunday.." In-ho smiled mid-sentence, his playful tone coming out as he contuined. "so..if either of us gives up, tries to run away, or makes a loud noise like you did two minutes ago..they are gonna lose the bucks."

Jun-ho let out a forced chuckle. "you're kinda overdoing it.."

"don't act like this was my plan all along."

The younger Hwang was a little nervous- okay, who's lying now? He was really nervous! What did he bring himself up to?? Tickling...even the word stressed him out. He forgot that this bet could possibly have more downsides than the good ones, plus his older brother was even the sharpest mind in the house! He wouldn't let him win so easily, would he..?

Jun-ho let out a sigh.

"...You got it, I'm in!"

The intense showdown between the two brothers, (separated by an age gap of over ten years), is about to begin! It felt as if they were characters in a video game, and the announcer's voice speaking out;

ROUND ONE,

FIGHT!

...

Oh. Seems like Jun-ho got the victim of the tickly hands right in the first round. Poor guy seriously thought it was his time to shine!

"eheahaha! nohohot faihihir! thihis is nohohot faihihir!!" he cried out, holding his dear brother's wrists at the same time.

"looks like someone needs to practice their speed a little.."

At this point, Jun-ho almostly let out an quick squeal when In-ho's hands moved into his ribs, making him close his mouth right away to not let out more -loud- noises. Not to mention that he was eighteen, and the bet was almost everything for him. He couldn't lose - at this age he was practically an adult!

"brohohother! tahahake- ahahaha! taHahake ihit eahihisy! pleHeheAsE!"

"awh, don't make me feel bad..."

Jun-ho tried to withstand, but he couldn't do what he wanted, and had no other choice than just to keep trying. Every attempt was a damn failure! It truly caused making In-ho release a soft chuckle while watching his younger brother struggle. Although he was only letting his fingers gently trace random shapes along his body, there was not a single time where Jun-ho finally could fight back!

"Come on, Jun" In-ho grinned, making his hands scribble slower on his sides. "You're really gonna loose 1,000 bucks this easily? What kind of man are you?"

Jun-ho mumbled, cheeks flushed. "I am a mahan.."

In-ho grinned.

"Sure you are..

..Just a man with an arm strength like a baguette."

That did it.

Jun-ho's eyes darted around the room in a flash- he couldnt take another round of teasing. Not again. Not after of this kind of brother-tryanny!

But..oh? He saw something, took a glimpse, careful not to let his brother see the flicker of the idea behind his eyes.

On the floor, half-burried into one of their blankets. Jun-ho's old, emberassingly bunny plushie..Mr. Tokki. Even the light of the window separated itself into the room, making Mr. Tokki shine like he was the solution for everything.

He did NOT think, instead, he dove for it, rolled across the carpet like in an action movie, grabbed the bunny with his only last hope.

"Where are y-.." Thinking Jun-ho was about to escape, In-ho took a few steps to close his distance. But his words died in his throat when Jun-ho lifted the plushie and gently wobbled it back and forth infront of his brothers face, which made him stumble backward.

It tingled -- just enough to make him flinch.

"Ack-! What the--"

Jun-ho was already on the move, even the light spilling across his skin — and something in him reignited, as if it never did before. It was now his time to shine!

"Hehehehell?! pfft- ahahaha!"

Now the tables have turned.

"It's time to get some revenge, right brother?"

The sound of childish giggles brightened the room. In-ho didn't even realize..His little ridiculous brother was fast, so fast that he couldn't even hold his laughter in. Was it intentional that Jun-ho had known his laughing spots for years, or just a coincidence he wasn’t even aware of? Too many fingers, too many hands-- was he being dramatic or just an sensitive older brother right now? Endless doubts tickled his brain, but yet not a single one had an answer.

"Jun-hihahaha! Thihihis is cheatihihing!.." He squealed, throwing his head to the right.

"What?...Speak up, i can't understand you!"

A joyful little smirk came upon Jun-ho's lips, loving the reaction of his older brother who was laughing uncontrollably. Not to mention the fact that he stole the short but strong teases from his brother- he really loved this for sure.

"Ohhh, look who's coming...seems like the chicken is hungry!"

In-ho's eyes went wide, as if he’d been dragged into the hole he’d dug with his own hands.

...Oh that little piece of sh-

"doHohont youhuhu evEher dAhaAre!" In-ho implored, his tone heavy with the weight of being the older brother- a silent plea for respect. But Jun-ho didn’t care. Not one bit. Instead, he jabbed his fingers beneath In-ho’s ribs, just like his older brother used to do to him when he was a child. It was a little game they played. The chicken (those mischievous hands) were starving. It pecked and prodded at the body, just like a real chicken scratching at the ground in search for food.

Hwang’s cheeks warmed as he realized Jun-ho was using his own lessons against him. He squeezed his eyes, seeing it more as a emberassment instead of a betrayal. Another poke, another snort, another poke, and yet another quick snort again.

"heHaha-! *snort* youHu are gohonna be sorry!..maHA- mark my wohords!!" In-ho squirmed, trying to hold his laughter in while his cheeks were getting darker. He even forgot what the bet was about until this point.

"too bad..., *poke* guess you'll have to live with it now! A- don't hide those spots!! The chicken is getting angry!~" Jun-ho mocked, knowing every second what he's about to continue. He poked his fingers into In-ho's stomach, making him crack, squirm, everything mixed suddenly. He himself wasn't even aware of this move!

"Wohohah! Look at you! As if i just electrified you with just one pohoke!"

This was able to get more laughter out from In-ho. The sensation was getting worser by the way how Jun-ho was making him down..

"you ahAre suhuch a brahAhat!!"

Jun-ho giggled to himself. He never saw his older brother like this before. He was giggling, giggling enough to squeeze his eyes shut from his reaction. The little moment In-ho just did was too funny- it kept repeating in his brain!

"pfff-! oh brohother!..ahh, now its time for aAA-"

Phwumb!

"what."

Jun-ho, who was confident 2 seconds ago, was located on the ground under the hands of his brother. He himself didn't know how,...wasn't the older just giggling his ass off a time ago?!

...

Jun-ho sighed.

"Hey so.., violence is not a choice, remember that..."

The eye-contact they both had done were too quite, to the point the quitness was too loud..

"Ihihim sorry."

...And too funny-.

With ears burning and face buried in his hands, he waited in silence for his judgment, ready or not.

"Whats so funny, huh?"

In-ho asked, scribbling lightly and soft on his brothers skin. He wanted to make sure that this would be an unforgettable moment.

"Tell me, what's so funny?? I wanna laugh too!"

Not even showing mercy, he moved up to his armpits, making Jun-ho get out a wheeze. Sadly, the older ones hands are now stuck in the younger ones armpits.

"Ihin-hohoho! Whihiy?"

...

These words came before.

By the same voice.

By the same person.

In-ho froze for a moment. This was not a good feeling.. it was as if a hand had wrapped tightly around his neck, squeezing so hard that no words could escape his throat. His pupils dilated, he could feel it.

He hated this. Whatever this was.

And worst of all, it felt familiar.

"ah- ahaHaha! Nohohot therehehe!"

In-ho was thrown back into reality again by the familiar sound of his brother’s laughter. Light, carefree, like nothing was wrong. He blinked, disoriented, trying to shake the heaviness from his chest. Maybe it was just some strange déjà vu. A weird trick of the mind. Nothing else. He didn’t want to go any deeper into the thought. Not now. Not when the warmth of his brother’s voice still lingered in the air.

It was time for revenge and nothing more!

"Oh, where?...There?" In-ho chuckled, moving his hands now down to his under-ribs. He was shocked he hadn’t lost the bet yet. Impressive, he thought. Jun-ho wasn’t the brother he used to know anymore… and that hurt. It felt like time had swept in quietly, stealing away the joy they once shared. There is time to still bring it back though.

"The chicken is still hungry, y'know that right, Jun?"

Jun-ho was too giggly to answer the comments from his brother. But of course his confidence got higher. He made In-ho loose by just wiggling Mr. Tokki at him! Hah, can you belive that? It was a relief, a really big one.

"Awhhh, should i name you Junny-Sunny?? Like...look at that smile!"

"StohoHohop!!"

"Nonono, things won't go that easy, brother. You should already know that!" In-ho shook his head with a familiar smirk- just enough to get on Jun-ho’s nerves. The little shot him a look, though a few giggles still escaped. He knew that smirk too well.

"Ohohoho yeah? Wahahatch this then!"

A poke hit In-ho, like before, right into his stomach. This kind of felt like a stab to that part, a yelp coming out instead of blood.

"Ack-! Hehehey!"

"Youhuhu thought you wohoh- ahaha! Gehehet your hahands out of there!" Jun-ho said while In-ho's hands were now scribbling on his bare skin. In thrown, Jun-ho moved his hands up to his neck, which made In-ho squirm away.

"gihihive up already!" Jun-ho shouted quitly, knowing he's about to crack any second.

"Oh shuhuhut! Ihihim the one who gihihves comman- pfftahaHahaHA-!"

Now, In-ho had no other choice than holding on his little brothers wrists, like he had done it in the first round. His hands touched right under his chin, accidentally or not, making In-ho actually burst into laughter.

"Thahahat's a bad spot wehehe got there, is that so?"

It was his death spot, a spot, which made unlock other spots to tingle.

"OhohHohokay! Youhuhu wohohon! I gihihive...! stoHOHOP nohohow! pleHeheAsE!"

In a flash, Jun-ho let go, then burst into rich cackles, pointing at his brother. He was overwhelmed, but that was not a reason to not payback his brother!

"HAH, i knew it! Hehe, i'll have alot of fun explaining this to your friends!! I WO-."

"Nohohot one word, or you'll have to see my truhuhe side coming."

Jun-ho was sharply cut by his words as In-ho put his hand up to his mouth, still a few giggles escaping.

"Funny you are..." Jun-ho mumbled, catching the hand and gently lowering it by still keeping the eye-contact. In-ho let out a sigh.

"Congratulations, Jun-ho. I thought you haven't changed...but i guess i wrong." In-ho admitted, looking deeply at his brother's eyes who was still grinning like a 5year old. With a chuckle, he gave his brother a playful thump on the arm. Jun-ho snickered, letting out a silence for 2 seconds or so.

"I actually don't want the 1000won anymore.." He spoke, looking at the ground. "Y'know, it was fun and games...th-that's why." He continued, letting out a stutter.

"Oh, now we are playing the hero??...You did enjoy that, didn't you?"

"Oh shuhuhut!" Jun-ho let out a soft giggle, moving a little farther from his brother with half red ears when the other started poking his sides.

In-ho was happy, really happy. He couldn’t stop smiling. The moments they’d just shared felt like the kind that stick with you, even years down the line. It had been a while since he felt something like this. The sun had slipped away, but the sky held onto an orange glow. It reminded him of Jun-ho..it suited him somehow-..Funny how certain colours could bring people to mind. It just fit him, like it always had.

They were giggling like little kids, trading stories about how ridiculous they looked laughing harder with every detail until their stomach hurt. In-ho kept shaking his head,

But...on the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught that..

the lamp was slowly starting to look weird..

Oh.

Was this all just a..-

"Why, brother?"

A voice slowly cut trough the quit.

In-ho's smile dropped, turning his head back to Jun-ho. A cold shiver ran down to his spine. He couldn't bring himself to meet Jun-ho's eyes, even if he wanted to.

Then,

A gunshot.

A warm blood struck his face. A tear slipping down to his cheek.

In-ho woke up. Breath ragged. Vision blurred. His shirt clung to him with sweat. The room was quit, noone around him. He was alone..and all that was just a dream.

That warmth from the dream, Jun-ho’s laugh, the way the sky turned orange, all of them were gone.

In-ho sat there, on his bed, still, not a word coming out from him. His hands were slightly trembling..he took the glass right next to his bed, drank a few sips. He had no other choice than just to lying down and trying to forget the emotions he had few minutes ago.

Sometimes, the heart gives back what it misses most...

just to remind you it’s no longer there.

thanks for reading.

Oh my shayla. ☹️

[min-mrv]

WINNER -> he won..but who's the winner now?

switches!in-ho (33) / jun-ho (17)

Summary: Suddenly, Jun-ho had an mischievous idea, in particular: a bet with his brother, In-ho! The stakes? 1,000 won. The challenge? To see who comes out on top after rediscovering something from the past! But.. a feeling of unease contuines in In-ho's heart, which doesn't end the way he expected.

word count: 3214!!

(A/N): hi guys!! guess who made the dividers up there?? it was me ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )!! anyway, im really sorry that i was gone for a very very...long time!! But, since its the last week of school for me, writing won't be such a problem then! >> also, i apologize for the ending. i hope it won't be a big issue....but i hope you'll have fun reading it! It was a full joy to write!

this is a fanfiction that contains tickles. if you don't like that, please just scroll!

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the kitchen window, the enticing aroma of sizzling vegetables filled the air. In-ho arranged the table, helping his stepmother who hummed softly while stirring a vibrant medley in the pan. It was Sunday evening..Across the room, his younger step brother Jun-ho was engrossed in his phone, seemingly busy with something important. In-ho felt a sense of comfort, though it was a little disrupted by his brother's absence in the same place where he was. When the preparation was finished, In-ho went and looked up at the sky through the open window, inhaling the fresh scent of nature slowly. The birds were chirping, and a gentle breeze flowed in, peaceful and inviting. In that moment, he felt a deep sense of warmth, as if all his problems had just faded away. It was almost an unsettling feeling, which he tried to ignore.. Seemed like he was in another universe..or in another alternate excistence.

Suddenly, he felt two hands gripping his shoulders, causing him to twitch in surprise. When he turned around, he found his brother Jun-ho grinning at him, clearly pleased with his little scare.

"boo!" he shouted softly. "haha, did i scare you?" he added, chuckling and rubing his brothers shoulders a little. Looks like mother made the dinner already..

It was time to eat and enjoy the meal with the family of 3.

---

The day had finally arrived for the half-brothers to engage in their training, a crucial step in their routine to improve as police officers. This routine was more than just a casual workout.. it served as both a test of their strength and demonstrations. While they often joked that it was all just for fun, they were fully aware it was actually pretty far from it. The rules were; who ever gives up first, loses.

...

"ready as always??" Jun-ho exclaimed with a little joy.

"..ready as always." replied In-ho coolly.

Pang! Jun-ho and In-ho sprawled on the soft carpet, letting out small snickers when they failed to make the other down. As always, Young-il was the one who went rough first. He tried to gain an advantage, leaning in with a grin, while Jun-ho quickly shifted his weight to escape. The atmosphere was light and fun, enjoying their little match together. No worries hit them right now, no. But the feeling of In-ho was making him down slowly. Why did he feel so...unreal?

Out of nowhere, an unexpected sound came, something that they have almostly forgotten. Jun-ho had let out a loud shriek, covering his mouth as he realized what's going on. There was a funny, yet a giggly sensation going trough his body. He's now into trouble, that's for sure..

"...oh?" Meanwhile, In-ho released a soft chuckle, his eyes drifting to where his hands have landed. He recognized this sound all too well. Though he hadn't heard it in a long time, it hit him right awakening.

The silence between both of them contuined, but their moment ended abtruply when their mother opened the door. "Sweethearts, may we keep the noise down a little? It's Sunday.., we don't want to disturb anyone." It was Park mal-soon, the mother of the half-siblings.

When the two brothers nodded with "innocent" smiles, she closed the door, her kind eyes encouraging them to have fun. In-ho quickly turned his gaze back to Jun-ho who was still laying on the floor. The little one tried to sit down in a confident manner, hoping that his brother would take him seriously.

"Look, l-listen to me!" Jun-ho's voice was slightly trembling as he noticed the mischievous look from his brother's gaze. Why am I always a victim of this?!.. the little Hwang asked to himself. He knew In-ho's "tickle-monster" side could show itself at any moment. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Jun-ho's brain. He turned to his brother, his eyes shining with a little excitement.

..The real fun is about to begin now, starting off with a bet. As "tickling" had long been missing, he was motivated to bring it back!....as long as his mother was in the other room of course. In fact, he also missed deeply the feeling of laughter with his brother without any intruptions for a while.

---

After Jun-ho laid out the challenge, In-ho was really confident that this would be a walk in the park for him. Jun-ho never once tried to throw back all the tickling before. He was just too weak, maybe that changed but- In-ho chuckled. I will never get down just by some harmless tickling,...especially from him. he thought. since the 1,000won (0.69$) was in, of course he wouldn't overlook this opportunity.

"Hey, so. Just to pop things up a little..wanna add rules??" In-ho asked calmly, his hand resting on his chin.

"what excatly you want?"

"y'know. mother just told that it's sunday.." In-ho smiled mid-sentence, his playful tone coming out as he contuined. "so..if either of us gives up, tries to run away, or makes a loud noise like you did two minutes ago..they are gonna lose the bucks."

Jun-ho let out a forced chuckle. "you're kinda overdoing it.."

"don't act like this was my plan all along."

The younger Hwang was a little nervous- okay, who's lying now? He was really nervous! What did he bring himself up to?? Tickling...even the word stressed him out. He forgot that this bet could possibly have more downsides than the good ones, plus his older brother was even the sharpest mind in the house! He wouldn't let him win so easily, would he..?

Jun-ho let out a sigh.

"...You got it, I'm in!"

The intense showdown between the two brothers, (separated by an age gap of over ten years), is about to begin! It felt as if they were characters in a video game, and the announcer's voice speaking out;

ROUND ONE,

FIGHT!

...

Oh. Seems like Jun-ho got the victim of the tickly hands right in the first round. Poor guy seriously thought it was his time to shine!

"eheahaha! nohohot faihihir! thihis is nohohot faihihir!!" he cried out, holding his dear brother's wrists at the same time.

"looks like someone needs to practice their speed a little.."

At this point, Jun-ho almostly let out an quick squeal when In-ho's hands moved into his ribs, making him close his mouth right away to not let out more -loud- noises. Not to mention that he was eighteen, and the bet was almost everything for him. He couldn't lose - at this age he was practically an adult!

"brohohother! tahahake- ahahaha! taHahake ihit eahihisy! pleHeheAsE!"

"awh, don't make me feel bad..."

Jun-ho tried to withstand, but he couldn't do what he wanted, and had no other choice than just to keep trying. Every attempt was a damn failure! It truly caused making In-ho release a soft chuckle while watching his younger brother struggle. Although he was only letting his fingers gently trace random shapes along his body, there was not a single time where Jun-ho finally could fight back!

"Come on, Jun" In-ho grinned, making his hands scribble slower on his sides. "You're really gonna loose 1,000 bucks this easily? What kind of man are you?"

Jun-ho mumbled, cheeks flushed. "I am a mahan.."

In-ho grinned.

"Sure you are..

..Just a man with an arm strength like a baguette."

That did it.

Jun-ho's eyes darted around the room in a flash- he couldnt take another round of teasing. Not again. Not after of this kind of brother-tryanny!

But..oh? He saw something, took a glimpse, careful not to let his brother see the flicker of the idea behind his eyes.

On the floor, half-burried into one of their blankets. Jun-ho's old, emberassingly bunny plushie..Mr. Tokki. Even the light of the window separated itself into the room, making Mr. Tokki shine like he was the solution for everything.

He did NOT think, instead, he dove for it, rolled across the carpet like in an action movie, grabbed the bunny with his only last hope.

"Where are y-.." Thinking Jun-ho was about to escape, In-ho took a few steps to close his distance. But his words died in his throat when Jun-ho lifted the plushie and gently wobbled it back and forth infront of his brothers face, which made him stumble backward.

It tingled -- just enough to make him flinch.

"Ack-! What the--"

Jun-ho was already on the move, even the light spilling across his skin — and something in him reignited, as if it never did before. It was now his time to shine!

"Hehehehell?! pfft- ahahaha!"

Now the tables have turned.

"It's time to get some revenge, right brother?"

The sound of childish giggles brightened the room. In-ho didn't even realize..His little ridiculous brother was fast, so fast that he couldn't even hold his laughter in. Was it intentional that Jun-ho had known his laughing spots for years, or just a coincidence he wasn’t even aware of? Too many fingers, too many hands-- was he being dramatic or just an sensitive older brother right now? Endless doubts tickled his brain, but yet not a single one had an answer.

"Jun-hihahaha! Thihihis is cheatihihing!.." He squealed, throwing his head to the right.

"What?...Speak up, i can't understand you!"

A joyful little smirk came upon Jun-ho's lips, loving the reaction of his older brother who was laughing uncontrollably. Not to mention the fact that he stole the short but strong teases from his brother- he really loved this for sure.

"Ohhh, look who's coming...seems like the chicken is hungry!"

In-ho's eyes went wide, as if he’d been dragged into the hole he’d dug with his own hands.

...Oh that little piece of sh-

"doHohont youhuhu evEher dAhaAre!" In-ho implored, his tone heavy with the weight of being the older brother- a silent plea for respect. But Jun-ho didn’t care. Not one bit. Instead, he jabbed his fingers beneath In-ho’s ribs, just like his older brother used to do to him when he was a child. It was a little game they played. The chicken (those mischievous hands) were starving. It pecked and prodded at the body, just like a real chicken scratching at the ground in search for food.

Hwang’s cheeks warmed as he realized Jun-ho was using his own lessons against him. He squeezed his eyes, seeing it more as a emberassment instead of a betrayal. Another poke, another snort, another poke, and yet another quick snort again.

"heHaha-! *snort* youHu are gohonna be sorry!..maHA- mark my wohords!!" In-ho squirmed, trying to hold his laughter in while his cheeks were getting darker. He even forgot what the bet was about until this point.

"too bad..., *poke* guess you'll have to live with it now! A- don't hide those spots!! The chicken is getting angry!~" Jun-ho mocked, knowing every second what he's about to continue. He poked his fingers into In-ho's stomach, making him crack, squirm, everything mixed suddenly. He himself wasn't even aware of this move!

"Wohohah! Look at you! As if i just electrified you with just one pohoke!"

This was able to get more laughter out from In-ho. The sensation was getting worser by the way how Jun-ho was making him down..

"you ahAre suhuch a brahAhat!!"

Jun-ho giggled to himself. He never saw his older brother like this before. He was giggling, giggling enough to squeeze his eyes shut from his reaction. The little moment In-ho just did was too funny- it kept repeating in his brain!

"pfff-! oh brohother!..ahh, now its time for aAA-"

Phwumb!

"what."

Jun-ho, who was confident 2 seconds ago, was located on the ground under the hands of his brother. He himself didn't know how,...wasn't the older just giggling his ass off a time ago?!

...

Jun-ho sighed.

"Hey so.., violence is not a choice, remember that..."

The eye-contact they both had done were too quite, to the point the quitness was too loud..

"Ihihim sorry."

...And too funny-.

With ears burning and face buried in his hands, he waited in silence for his judgment, ready or not.

"Whats so funny, huh?"

In-ho asked, scribbling lightly and soft on his brothers skin. He wanted to make sure that this would be an unforgettable moment.

"Tell me, what's so funny?? I wanna laugh too!"

Not even showing mercy, he moved up to his armpits, making Jun-ho get out a wheeze. Sadly, the older ones hands are now stuck in the younger ones armpits.

"Ihin-hohoho! Whihiy?"

...

These words came before.

By the same voice.

By the same person.

In-ho froze for a moment. This was not a good feeling.. it was as if a hand had wrapped tightly around his neck, squeezing so hard that no words could escape his throat. His pupils dilated, he could feel it.

He hated this. Whatever this was.

And worst of all, it felt familiar.

"ah- ahaHaha! Nohohot therehehe!"

In-ho was thrown back into reality again by the familiar sound of his brother’s laughter. Light, carefree, like nothing was wrong. He blinked, disoriented, trying to shake the heaviness from his chest. Maybe it was just some strange déjà vu. A weird trick of the mind. Nothing else. He didn’t want to go any deeper into the thought. Not now. Not when the warmth of his brother’s voice still lingered in the air.

It was time for revenge and nothing more!

"Oh, where?...There?" In-ho chuckled, moving his hands now down to his under-ribs. He was shocked he hadn’t lost the bet yet. Impressive, he thought. Jun-ho wasn’t the brother he used to know anymore… and that hurt. It felt like time had swept in quietly, stealing away the joy they once shared. There is time to still bring it back though.

"The chicken is still hungry, y'know that right, Jun?"

Jun-ho was too giggly to answer the comments from his brother. But of course his confidence got higher. He made In-ho loose by just wiggling Mr. Tokki at him! Hah, can you belive that? It was a relief, a really big one.

"Awhhh, should i name you Junny-Sunny?? Like...look at that smile!"

"StohoHohop!!"

"Nonono, things won't go that easy, brother. You should already know that!" In-ho shook his head with a familiar smirk- just enough to get on Jun-ho’s nerves. The little shot him a look, though a few giggles still escaped. He knew that smirk too well.

"Ohohoho yeah? Wahahatch this then!"

A poke hit In-ho, like before, right into his stomach. This kind of felt like a stab to that part, a yelp coming out instead of blood.

"Ack-! Hehehey!"

"Youhuhu thought you wohoh- ahaha! Gehehet your hahands out of there!" Jun-ho said while In-ho's hands were now scribbling on his bare skin. In thrown, Jun-ho moved his hands up to his neck, which made In-ho squirm away.

"gihihive up already!" Jun-ho shouted quitly, knowing he's about to crack any second.

"Oh shuhuhut! Ihihim the one who gihihves comman- pfftahaHahaHA-!"

Now, In-ho had no other choice than holding on his little brothers wrists, like he had done it in the first round. His hands touched right under his chin, accidentally or not, making In-ho actually burst into laughter.

"Thahahat's a bad spot wehehe got there, is that so?"

It was his death spot, a spot, which made unlock other spots to tingle.

"OhohHohokay! Youhuhu wohohon! I gihihive...! stoHOHOP nohohow! pleHeheAsE!"

In a flash, Jun-ho let go, then burst into rich cackles, pointing at his brother. He was overwhelmed, but that was not a reason to not payback his brother!

"HAH, i knew it! Hehe, i'll have alot of fun explaining this to your friends!! I WO-."

"Nohohot one word, or you'll have to see my truhuhe side coming."

Jun-ho was sharply cut by his words as In-ho put his hand up to his mouth, still a few giggles escaping.

"Funny you are..." Jun-ho mumbled, catching the hand and gently lowering it by still keeping the eye-contact. In-ho let out a sigh.

"Congratulations, Jun-ho. I thought you haven't changed...but i guess i wrong." In-ho admitted, looking deeply at his brother's eyes who was still grinning like a 5year old. With a chuckle, he gave his brother a playful thump on the arm. Jun-ho snickered, letting out a silence for 2 seconds or so.

"I actually don't want the 1000won anymore.." He spoke, looking at the ground. "Y'know, it was fun and games...th-that's why." He continued, letting out a stutter.

"Oh, now we are playing the hero??...You did enjoy that, didn't you?"

"Oh shuhuhut!" Jun-ho let out a soft giggle, moving a little farther from his brother with half red ears when the other started poking his sides.

In-ho was happy, really happy. He couldn’t stop smiling. The moments they’d just shared felt like the kind that stick with you, even years down the line. It had been a while since he felt something like this. The sun had slipped away, but the sky held onto an orange glow. It reminded him of Jun-ho..it suited him somehow-..Funny how certain colours could bring people to mind. It just fit him, like it always had.

They were giggling like little kids, trading stories about how ridiculous they looked laughing harder with every detail until their stomach hurt. In-ho kept shaking his head,

But...on the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught that..

the lamp was slowly starting to look weird..

Oh.

Was this all just a..-

"Why, brother?"

A voice slowly cut trough the quit.

In-ho's smile dropped, turning his head back to Jun-ho. A cold shiver ran down to his spine. He couldn't bring himself to meet Jun-ho's eyes, even if he wanted to.

Then,

A gunshot.

A warm blood of Jun-ho's struck his face. A tear slipping down to his cheek slowly.

In-ho woke up. Breath ragged. Vision blurred. His shirt clung to him with sweat. The room was quit, noone around him. He was alone..and all that was just a dream.

That warmth from the dream, Jun-ho’s laugh, the way the sky turned orange, all of them were gone..

In-ho sat there, on his bed, still, not a word coming out from him. His hands were slightly trembling. In-ho took the glass right next to his bed, drank a few sips. He had no other choice, so he laid down on his bed and closed his eyes. The best he could do was trying to forget the emotions he had few minutes ago..nothing else.

...

Sometimes, the heart gives back what it misses most...

just to remind you it’s no longer there.

thanks for reading.

Oh my shayla. ☹️

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Aaaaa?? I love this question AND ice cream, so aaa thank you so much for tagging me!!

OOO and the flavor that suits you the most (´･ω･`)? Easy!!

Cheesecake-Cookies n creme feels like the right option... You’ve got this calm, kind energy that people don’t forget. And it matches with you alot! (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

Or something w dark fruits even...idk, just a thought! as an example, blackberries could be the best!

ANDDD the tags: @stay-123, @ivyprofennn (<- welcome to the new community btw! ♡), @enchantingvoidqueen, and to whoever that wants to join!! ^^

new tag game!!

i’ve just always wanted to try and start a tag game so uh yeah :D

…what flavor of ice cream is the person who tagged you?

@notthesodaa @ribbitingconversation @lowercaserowan @yosefinthetrenches @janenotbirkin @residentoddity (and any of my other moots) (no pressure!)

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thank you!! C: also sorry for the late reply 😢

it's my birthday today..!

i am turning

(((2^4 + sqrt(144)) * 2 - (factorial(10) % 23)) / log2(256))

-years old! (this is a math task, try to solve it to know my age! ><)

yes, i'm bored. and?

now, i'm gonna disappear for 5 months again. i dont know if i'm joking or not. Have a wonderful day/night!

OH AND look what we got here!

muehehe...😈

Oh and, do you guys know what happened to namgyusbeastbaby?? i cant find them anywhere, are they doing alright? please let me know!!

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Gyeong-Su, you’re in!

Lers!Thanos, Nam-Gyu

Lee!Gyeong-Su

A/N: Once upon a time I had a request from @enchantingvoidqueen as always… But that time it was the fic about Gyeong-Su (just because of several seconds of the screen time it’s still not a valid reason for being never mentioned)! And I posted a poll in my blog for asking if someone would be interested in it, I mentioned several times how much I’m trying to create this… BUT TODAY IS THE DAY!! 🎉

And my coolest friend @secretly-tword-obsessed helped me with the grammar with the structure and with many other things, so cheers for her! Luv you (oh yes)!

According the tradition, I might say that if you’ll enjoy the fic, please let me know, I’m always so appreciative of that! As I said this one was created with sweat blood and tear 🫠

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Even though their lives were at stake, and it was the tactics of cooperation that allowed many other teams to continue to fight, Thanos was ruthlessly rude towards his teammates.

Gyeong-Su was Thanos' biggest fan before the games, and the fact that the rapper was behaving this way didn't disappoint him one bit. To be honest, he was more disappointed by the fact that, despite being honored to become a part of Thanos' team, his idol didn't seem to pay any attention to him. All the attention went to that guy Nam-Gyu, (Gyeong-Su was always grinning internally whenever Thanos got his new best friend's name wrong), and to Min-Su.

Of course, Min-Su was more of a punching bag for the two drug addicts, but nevertheless, he received the important thing - Thanos' ATTENTION. Thanos would poke Min-Su, spike up his hair and, literally 20 minutes ago, Gyeong-Su even saw in the toilet (firstly he heard, actually, and only after that he saw), Thanos and Nam-Gyu destroying the guy with a ruthless tickle. It was hard to admit to himself, but it seemed that Gyeong-Su was jealous...

Not that he wanted to die of embarrassment, screaming and squealing like a girl from the fact that his idol, high as a kite, was tormenting his ribs, sides and stomach in full view of everyone. But it was still his idol. At so many concerts and fan meetings, Gyeong-Su could not even dream of Thanos looking at him, and now he was so close, but still so indifferent. It was frustrating and disappointing…

That was what player 256 was thinking about, twisting a water bottle cap between his fingers, sitting on his bed and watching Thanos roam the dormitory in search of his favorite victim. It was not difficult to guess who exactly he was looking for, as the rapper called out his victims' name at the top of his lungs, stretched his neck in a jump and ferociously squatted to look under the beds.

"Min-Su, ma boooooiii! Where are you hiding from your legend Thanos, hm? Come out, Thanos won't hurt you!!! Let's just have some fun, don't worry, we'll discuss the second round of our negotiations!!! Just one more game, come on, boy!"

Actually, several minutes ago Gyeong-Su had seen how the red and disheveled Min-Su was able to break free from the addicts, leave the bathroom and than run back in when he was sure they were gone.

"He's hiding in the toilet again, I think". To be honest, Gyeong-Su didn't expect such meanness from himself. These words broke out of him before he had time to fully process weather or not they were righteous. He looked down, ashamed and confused, but the two mates were already right in front of him. Thanos crossed his arms on his chest and leaned towards him with a predatory smile.

"What did you say, my biggest fan?"

"I... I said that Min-Su was here and, without you noticing, he ran away to hide in the toilet again". He muttered it in one breath, blushing and not looking at Thanos. He wished he could rewind a couple of minutes and continue to sit quietly, without attracting attention, but it was too late.

Thanos let out an expression of exagerated and theatrical shock, looking at Nam-Gyu, who was choking with laughter. Then he turned back to Gyeong-Su, leaning closer to his face.

"You're a little snitch! Don't you feel sorry for the poor boy Min-Su? Very mean of you! You know what we want to do with him, and the poor thing can hardly breathe anymore... Do you think I don't know how you looked at us in the toilet? Maybe you're jealous, do you want the same?"

Shit. Obviously, Thanos overdid it with the pills today...

"I don't think so, Thanos... I just wanted to help"

"Oh, come on, bro!" Nam-Gyu intervened "Of course he wants the same! Look at him! If he wanted to help you with something, it would only be to please you with his laughter, like baby Min-Su!"

"I think you're right, Nam-Su! Enough with Min-Su for today! Especially since my favorite fan has been waiting for his turn for so long!"

“It's Nam-Guy…”

"As you wish, dude... So, where should we start?"

Gyeong-Su threw the bottle cap in an unknown direction and looked everywhere by at his idol and his stupid friend. He lowered his foot from the bed to the floor, preparing to get up, but he was immediately pushed back to the bed, with his hands pressed above his head. Everything happened so fast that Gyeong-Su just didn't have time to orient itself. He had never regretted his desires so quickly. He should have just wanted to take Nam-Gyu's place... He would prefer Thanos confusing his name every day to enduring the cruel couple-of-minute tickle session that was now waiting for him. And would it be only "a couple of minutes"?.. If the rapper and his friend were sober, it wouldn't happen at all, and now, in this mood and state, did they even feel the passage of time at all? Even if they did, when would they have had enough fun to stop? It seemed that while all these thoughts were spinning feverishly in Gyeong-Su's head, his heart was pounding wildly, but he forgot to breathe at all. An abrupt voice right above his ear returned him to the ground.

"Where are you now, dude? We haven't started yet!"

Gyeong-Su quickly turned his head and looked frightenedly at Thanos, who was still leaning towards him, smiling cheekily and chaotically, moving all his ten fingers in the air.

Gyeong-Su twitched again, but Nam-Gyu (and judging by the fact that Thanos had both his hands free, it was Nam-Gyu) held his wrists tightly.

"So, what? Do you want to choose where to start? Maybe your sides or your cute tummy? Or maybe we should count your ribs?"

"Thahahahaanos! There's no need..."

"None of those? What a pity! We'll have to choose ourselves! Yes, Nam-Su? Where do you think this guy is most ticklish?"

"It. Is. Nam. Guy.”

"Ooh, okay, boy, don't sulk!" Thanos poked both of his index fingers into Nam-Gyu's sides. Nam-Gyu, whose hands were too busy to cover himself, shuddered and snorted loudly, shaking his head.

"That was a funny snort", Thanos noted, again turning to Gyeong-Su, "Maybe we should try to get our boy to make it too?"

Thanos' hands hit his fan's sides and he screamed subtly, twitching on the bed.

"Ooooooh! Come on, man, just like that!”, Thanos cooed.

Nam-Gyu was still red with embarrassment and couldn't help but smile. He grabbed Geoyon-Su tigther by the wrists and cheered the rapper up, even if he didn't seem to need it. Thanos was already scratching with both hands all over Geoyong-Su's ribcage, who was laughing at the top of his voice.

"Look at him! He's worse than our boy Min-Su! You should try to go for his hips and his cute tummy”

"Dude, I'm afraid I don't have enough hands to try all that at once! Maybe you want to help?" Thanos answered with a smile.

"NAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAM GUAAHAHAAHAAAAAY NOHOOOOOOO" Geyong Su squeeled with tears in his eyes. It already seemed like Thanos had found all his tickle spots somehow - ANOTHER pair of hands would be too much.

"Oooh, is my fan jealous? You want this to be our game only, right?"

"THAAAAAAAAAANOS STOHOHOOOOP"

"Come on man! Let's let our friend here help!" Thanos asked with a fake sympathy in his voice.

Nam-Gyu sincerely laughed at the unfolding scene, even though the effect of the pills had almost completely passed. He really wouldn't mind helping, but Gyeong-Su was such a squirmer. He desperately kicked, practically jumped on the bed, arched his back and jerked his hands so hard that the iron back of the bed rumbled, which could be heard throughout the entire room. Obviously, if Nam-Gyu released Geoyong-Su’s hands to use his own for the tickles, he would immediately spoil the fun.

"But I can't let go of his hands"

"You have no imagination, man! Go for his armpits! It seems to me that he squeeks like a child when I approach them. I'll hold him myself! I don't need my hands to tickle him".

Confused, Nam-Gyu handed Geyong-Su's wrists over to Thanos. The rapper, however, did not take his place, but sat down on Geoyong-Su's hips instead.

"Dude, rise up his t-shirt for me since your hands are free now," he asked Nam-Gyu, intercepting his fan's hands so that they lay on the bed, bent at the elbows on both sides oh his shoulders.

Nam-Gyu hummed in bewilderment, but began to roll up Gyeong-Su’s T-shirt, pinching and scratching his ribs along the way, (it was too hard to hold back now that his hands were finally free to tickle the poor man). This caused depsperate screams, sobs and loud whining.

"Weeeell, we have a very adorable tummy here! We should see how it tastes, right?", Thanos commented what he saw not a second later.

"W-what do you meeehahahahahaan?", Gyeong-Su cried through laughter, his whole body squirming.

Instead of answering, Thanos bent down straight at the center of Gyeong-Su's stomach and blew straight into the navel with all his might. Gyeong-Su squealed and whimpered like a puppy whose tail was stepped on, tears flowing from his eyes.

"What happened, Gyeong-Su? Why are you crying?"

"I'm BEHAHAHAHAHAGING YOU I’m BEEHAHAHAHAAHAAGING YOUHYHYH"

"Your BEGGING me? How humiliating! What are you begging for? Does my biggest fan want another autograph?"

"NOOOOOHO PLEEEEAHAHAHAAAAASE"

"I know you want it, come on! So how can I refuse?"

And raspberries began to collapse one after another upon Geyon-Su's belly, which wasn’t protected with his shirt anymore. Thanos called Nam-Gyu between a couple of them, (although it was difficult shouting over the screams of his victim).

"Nam-Su, man, take his armpits!!!! You forgot? Wev'e almost kill him already so it's your last chance, hurry up!”

Nam-Gyu, who was speechless from what he saw, really forgot why he had swapped places with Thanos in the first place, and just stood confused, looking at Thanos, then at the red, tear-soaked face of Gyeong-Su.

He carefully ran his hands into Geyong-Su's armpits. Player 256 screamed so loud that, if it were just a tad louder, all of the players in the room would have bursted their eardrums. Thanos shuddered with surprise, breaking away from the side of his victim, into which he had just ruthlessly blown another loud raspberry. Gyeong-Su's scream finally turned into crazy laughter again, a couple of times he sobbed, trying to make a breath of air and suddenly howled again, as Nam-Gyu's fast thin fingers sneakily crawled right into his sleeves, tickling his bare armpits at breakneck speed.

Gyeong-Su had not yet had the time to recover from the raspberries of Thanos, but he was already in a ticklish hell again. He cried, howled and thrashed as if Nam-Gyu's fingers were red-hot iron rods. Gyeong-Su choked on another round of his own laughter and coughed, greedily catching air with his mouth.

"Stop, man!!! Don't kill my biggest fan!!” Thanos shouted, the anxiety in his voice poorly concealed.

However, Nam-Gyu had already taken his hands off Geoyong-Su, holding him with one hand and clapping him hard on the back with the other.

Thanos rushed to his poor fan, falling next to him on the bed and hugging him by the shoulder, from which Gyeong-Su jerked and recoiled to the side, as if from an electric shock, continuing to cough, although it was no longer so scary.

"Tsss, my boy, be quiet! That asshole Nam-Su won't touch you anymore, don't be afraid!"

Nam-Gyu opened his eyes in shock, staring at Thanos, but he only brazenly smiled at him, rising to his feet.

"Dude, my name is Nam-Gyu!"

"Whatever you say bro, whatever you say"

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..thank you so much 🥹 these r happy tears.

it's my birthday today..!

i am turning

(((2^4 + sqrt(144)) * 2 - (factorial(10) % 23)) / log2(256))

-years old! (this is a math task, try to solve it to know my age! ><)

yes, i'm bored. and?

now, i'm gonna disappear for 5 months again. i dont know if i'm joking or not. Have a wonderful day/night!

OH AND look what we got here!

muehehe...😈

Oh and, do you guys know what happened to namgyusbeastbaby?? i cant find them anywhere, are they doing alright? please let me know!!

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it's my birthday today..!

i am turning

(((2^4 + sqrt(144)) * 2 - (factorial(10) % 23)) / log2(256))

-years old! (this is a math task, try to solve it to know my age! ><)

yes, i'm bored. and?

now, i'm gonna disappear for 5 months again. i dont know if i'm joking or not. Have a wonderful day/night!

OH AND look what we got here!

muehehe...😈

Oh and, do you guys know what happened to namgyusbeastbaby?? i cant find them anywhere, are they doing alright? please let me know!!

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eeee i love it how the brothers inho and junho are getting more regonized now!! since that..i had a thought that LITERALLY haunted my brain for weeks, but my motivation for writing has been less these days. i get in, see in what part of the fanfic im writing right now AND THEN my whole mind getting erased because i dont know how to continue is seriously making me wanna choke myself to death. is this a 50/50 vent? skibidi.

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PLEASE THANK YOU SOSOSOSO MUCH!! i just had the thought that Thanos wouldn't have noted this in his head expect from this technique, hehe! (,,^v^,,)

A HELPING HAND: that opens the doors for new emotions.

lee!thanos / ler!nam-gyu

(A/N): aaaaa hi guys!! im sosososososo proud of this! also im feeling better these days! so happi ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜!! plspls a feedback would help alot because i still got the feeling that something is missing in my fanfictions •^•. also, am i decorating my posts too much??

this is a tickle fanfic. if you don't like it, please just scroll.

"i wish i had stayed home that day."

Thanos, player 230, cast a long shadow over this realm, transforming the place over 300 people are in an unforgettable drama. it was yet another day of no sunlight. The absence of phones left only a gathering bunch of bored people. the atmosphere was thick with tension and unspoken stories, making every moment feel significant and charged with emotion of him. he layed on his bed, a cross filled with colorful drugs resting on his palm as he contemplated his thoughts. the drugs stirred a whirlwind of emotions with him, feelings that were difficult to articulate. without hesitation, the rapper reached for one of his, undeterred by the potential consequences, and took yet another.. oh, why was he feeling so down? the drugs were meant to have the opposite effect...why weren't they working in this excat moment then?

suddenly, number 230 heard his friend call his name. it was Nam-gyu, player 124. although Thanos found it difficult to fully understand this guy, he still considered him a companion. maybe he could cheer him up a little atleast..?

meanwhile, nam-gyu noticed that thanos seemed to be grappling with a sense of loneliness, so he decided to sit next to him after his business in the toilet.

....

"hey, watcha doing??"

Thanos looked up to him with his puppy eyes. He threw his head back down again.

..dude, what is wrong with him now..? He never saw him like this before. Is he sad because he shared his drugs with him? Or...is it because of that one black haired "youtuber"?....That little piece of shi-.

nam-gyu was sharply cut off of his thoughts when he heard his friends voice.

"boy, something is missing inside of me." Thanos cast another glance at his cross, the weight of his thoughts evident on his face. Nam-gyu felt a pang of concern; it was unsettling to see his legendary friend in such a state. What was troubling him? The emptiness radiating from Thanos was hard to ignore. Number 124 gently shook his friend's shoulder awkwardly, trying to bring him back to the moment. "are you okay? maybe take more of one of these..??" he pointed at his cross. Nam-gyu wasn't exactly a natural when it came to comforting others. An embarrassing silence hung between the duo, and he could feel the tension building. A little panic started to creep in. it felt as if he were caring for a child who had just broken his favorite toy.. He glanced around, searching for any sign of Min-su. Where was he? Why did he always seem to vanish when they needed him most?

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, Nam-gyu noticed..a kind of feather in player 230 pillow popping out. With a mix of curiosity and confusion, he reached for the object, it's fluffiness rediating around his fingertips. Was this the answer he was looking for?.. Suddenly, just like in cartoons, a light bulb appeared on his head, glowing with the brilliance of his idea! Nam-gyu's lips pulled up a smile, convincing to himself that he's even smarter than google.

"yo, look what i found!"

thanos gazed up with a hint of innocence, glancing at nam-gyu with a touch of confusion.

"..so what?"

A smirk of joy came up on Nam-gyu's lips. "wanna see how it works??" He said, coming closer to him and letting the feather drop. He slowly wiggled his fingers towards his friend. as thanos came to a realization, his eyes widened in surprise. his lips began to tremble as he struggled to find his words, trying to move a little away from him. however, an unfamiliar sensation stirred within, causing butterflies fluttering in his stomach. finally, he gathered himself and managed to speak.

"...you wanna do THAT to me??"

"hehe, can't say the word?? awhh, too bad!..... now c'mere!!"

"..don't you- dahahaha!" Thanos let out a startled cry before his childish giggles eventually brag over him. 2 Hands were tickling his sides, causing him to squirm all over.

"woah, already giggling like a girl?? you must be really sensetive!!"

"nahaham-suhuhu! whahat thehe hehehell duhude?!" He tried to hold his laughter in, glancing around to place whether his "enemies" were observing him. he was determined to conceal the vulnerability of his situation. revealing such a weakness would diminish his formidable aura, and he couldn't afford for them to see him as anything less than the thanos they knew. Suddenly, a yelp came out from the purple-haired, making him turn into his current problem again. His stomach AND his sides were getting attacked now.

"...bro! with the 'nam-su' title, how many times did i tell you it's nam-gyu!" Player 124 playfully scolded. He had enough, seriosly. who the hell is nam-su? now, using the tip of his fingers, nam-gyu began tracing his name into his sides.

"n...a...m...!"

thanos felt completely powerless at this point. nam-gyu's words and the situation he was in were overwhelming.. it was the worst! if only he could be a turtle, retreating into his shell whenever he wanted to would be facilitating. He held the pillow next to him, wanting to throw it right into his friends face, but the tickles made him weak, weaker than ever before.

Of course Nam-gyu noticed that Thanos wanted to beat the absolute shit out of him right now, but he just chuckled and contuined on with his method of teasing.

"...g..y..u! cmon, just say it!"

"ahaihihi! nahaham-gyuhuhu! youhuhu LIHIHIttle piHIEAHAHA-!"

more laughter came out from him as Nam-gyu's hands were moving up to his armpits now. "nuh-huh, no need to be so aggressive! hehe, thanos, the legendary rapper being suppressed by just slightly tickling? awhhh, this is so sad that nobody got their phones right now. i would've even pay for the clip if it would be recorded!"

"SHIHIHIT! youhuhu thihink thihis is fuhHUHunny?! ahahaha!"

"..not funny? why are you laughing then??" another chuckle came from player 124. He regonized that a red shade of blush came upon Thanos's ears. He noted this in his head, wanting to give something extra at the end, or maybe even in the future.

thanos was too distracted up in his laughter to think about his problems from just moments ago. him and his mom...oh he missed his mother deeply. this feeling took him back to the times when she would give him tickles, whether as a punishment or even a reward. he longed for those days. maybe this was the reason he hasn't felt well for quite a long time.

"awhh, are you enjoying this? is this the reason why you haven't fighted me back yet? huhu, this is adorable!"

Thanos came back to reality as he realized where he eventually was. he was about to melt right now! his blush on his ears infected his cheeks also.

"ohohokay! YOUHUHU wohohon, you wo-....pfft-...hahaha!"

suddenly, his laughter turned into breathy-giggles. he threw his head to the right, squeezing his eyes and squirming a little from his friends slightly touches.

"i just wanna test out one more spot..legendary thanos." Nam-gyu's hands now spotted on the purple-haired half red ears. Player 124 had not once realized that his friend never laughed before. althought he had been all jumpy and an extroverted guy..how come he never even let out a chuckle?

...

Nam-gyu sighed and smiled slightly, feeling a sense of relief knowing that he had brought comfort and laughter to someone, as if they were free from any worries in life. he earned the sweetest giggles of the rapper-.

BAM!

Out of nowhere, he felt a pillow slap against his face, causing him to stumble backward. As he processed what had just happened, he couldn't help but giggle afterwards.

"..nehever tell this to ANYONE."

as nam-gyu's eyes meet his, he nooded slightly, still giggling.

"haha..atleast i know how to calm you down now!"

thanks for reading! •u•

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my comfort fic now

i llowkey just read the one more game fic and I saw the bit where thanks tickled min-su on his tummy under the shirt because 'it worked on nam-gyu' and he noticed and blushed

I think thanos should notice this and go after nam-gyu for it 🌝

Sorry if it's not very clear Idk how else to put it

coughs this out

The little details

Warnings: none, besides swearing and wee drug mentions. You know how Thanos and Nam-gyu are

Thanos strutted back to where his group usually sat around, Nam-gyu close behind. The two of them felt triumphant at their perfect tactic for convincing Min-su to stay. They didn’t even have to speak to each other to agree that they WILL use tickling as their way of getting what they want from now on.

“What made you think of tickling him, anyway?” Nam-gyu asked as he sat on one of the stairs. Thanos sat heavily beside him, grinning.

“I dunno,” he replied. “I’d never hurt my boy, so. That’s kinda the first thing I thought of.” He huffed out a small laugh. Nam-gyu smiled and nodded, glancing to where the aforementioned boy was sitting on his bed, who still looked a little flustered.

“It was funny seeing him trying not to laugh at first,” Nam-gyu said. “I’m honestly a little shocked he could last those few seconds” he giggled a little, not noticing Thanos’ smirk.

“Yeah, I thought of goin’ for his belly ‘cause I know it gets you good.” Thanos commented, seeing Nam-gyu’s eyes widen.

“I- wait-“

“And your face! Don’t think I didn’t notice.”

“What about my face?” Nam-gyu exclaimed, scooting away from Thanos.

“You know what I mean. Your face was bright pink, dude.” Thanos replied.

Of course, Nam-gyu did in fact very much know what Thanos was meant. Still though, he refused to accept it.

“Why- why were you focusing on me, huh? It was Min-su you were tickling.” Nam-gyu stammered, starting to get anxious. Knowing Thanos, he could tell he was seconds away from getting his shit wrecked.

“I like noticing stuff,” Thanos said with a shrug. “The little details, know what I’m sayin’?” He moved an inch or two closer. Nam-gyu squinted his eyes at him.

“Riiiiight…” Alright, gotta change the subject. “B-but can we talk about Min-su’s laugh? Holy shit, he sounded so funny.” The casualness slowly returned to his voice as Thanos seemed to forget about what they had spoken about before. Thanos, who Nam-gyu was wrong about in this moment, nodded.

“Yeah, it was cute,” he said. Then he moved a teensy bit closer to his friend. Nam-gyu tensed up a little.

“What’s that for?”

“What’s what for?” Thanos pretended to be oblivious.

“You got closer,” Nam-gyu felt his heart fluttering and he couldn’t tell if it was from anticipation or… a positive feeling? No, that’s stupid, nobody likes being tickled.

“I can’t get close to you now?” Thanos asked, placing a hand on his chest and pretending to be offended. “I just want to be near my bro.” He put his other hand on Nam-gyu’s shoulder.

“Okay…”

Thanos moved his arm to wrap around Nam-gyu, pulling him closer. “I just can’t get over that damn look on your face, man.”

“W-why are we still talking about it?” Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh golly oh skibidi oh fuck-

Thanos chuckled. “You’re funny. Actin’ like I’m gonna do something to you.” He knew exactly what he was doing. “You just looked as cute as Min-su, that’s all. Not that deep.”

“Okay dude shut up,” Nam-gyu stifled a flustered grin and squirmed a bit in Thanos’s grip but that only made his friend pull him closer, moving his hand down to Nam-gyu’s side.

Thanos only laughed. He knew exactly what he was doing and he loved it. “Just take the damn compliment!” He curled his fingers slightly, noticing Nam-gyu tense up and squirm some more. “You’re so antsy, bro. What do you think I’m gonna do?” He adjusted how his hand rested again, lightly grazing his fingers against Nam-gyu’s side.

Nam-gyu felt the tingles of goosebumps at the slightly ticklish sensation and couldn’t hide his flustered smile anymore. “You’re- you- damnit-“

“Come on! Spit your shit! What’s the problem?” As soon as Thanos’s hand slid forward a little, closer to Nam-gyu’s stomach, the latter knew he was fucked. His belly twitched reflexively when Thanos added the tiniest bit of pressure to the spot, and immediately Nam-gyu freaked out.

“Duhude no! Don’t you dare!” But it was too late. As expected, Thanos ‘attacked’, slipping a hnd under Nam-gyu’s shirt and scribbling his fingers over his belly, just like he did with Min-su.

The sudden loudness of Nam-gyu’s bubbly laughter caused some heads to turn, but he didn’t notice, thankfully. He instead tried to curl up and leaned into Thanos.

“FUHUHUCKING DAHA-DAHAHAMNIT- GEHEHEHAHAHAHA-“ Nam-gyu hated how he couldn’t stop himself from reacting- was he more ticklish than Min-su? He tried to grab at his attacker’s wrists, but with his midsection scrunched up it really was no use; Thanos’s hands were trapped. Meanwhile, Thanos had the brightest smile on his face. There was something about Nam-gyu being a confident, sassy asshole who was this sensitive to gentle touches that will never not be endearing to him.

“D’nawwwww, why so shy?” He cooed when Nam-gyu hid his face against Thanos’s shoulder. The giggly mess beside him tried to stammer out a few curses, but his words were unintelligible. His laugh became more squeaky and yelp-filled when Thanos began squishing at his soft belly, and he kicked his legs a little. Thanos made a face. “If you keep moving like that, man, I’m gonna have to pin you.” He then went back to scribbling, a little rougher this time, and Nam-gyu began to cackle, kicking his legs more frantically. Thanos giggled at this reaction.

“STAHAHAP! FUHUHUHUHUCK HEHEHAHA” Nam-gyu finally managed to somewhat articulate a proper sentence, and after an extra second or two Thanos did what he asked and stopped tickling. He kept his hands close to Nam-gyu’s stomach, though, because surely he wasn’t done yet. “Ihihi- I hahate yohou.”

“No you don’t,” Thanos replied simply with a mean grin.

“M-move your hahand!” Nam-gyu tried again to grab Thanos’s wrist, which was still against his shirt, but Thanos didn’t budge. Jesus, even his hand simply touching the spot drove Nam-gyu crazy! But as he panted a little from the tickling, and fought a lingering smile, Nam-gyu almost wanted Thanos to continue instead of staying like this. The anticipation was insufferable!

“I love that your first instinct is to not run away,” Thanos teased. “Makes it seem like you’re enjoyin’ this.”

“Shut up-“

“Want me to keep going?” Thanos asked this knowing he was going to either way. Nam-gyu stared at him for a moment, glanced away, and then glanced back.

“Y- no.” Yeah no. He was NOT willing to eradicate his ego over something so dumb. But just as Thanos was about to continue his attack, Se-mi strolled over.

“What the hell are you two doing? It sounds like a little girl being murdered over here.” She looked down at Thanos and Nam-gyu with her hands in her pockets and her head tilted. Thanos giggled and opened his mouth to respond but Nam-gyu interrupted him;

“None of your business. Fuck off, bitch.”

“Wohoah!” Thanos laughed. “Don’t be mean, bro.” Se-mi just rolled her eyes, used to Nam-gyu acting like this. What she wasn’t used to, though, was the noise she heard him make when Thanks jabbed him in the stomach.

“Holy shit, was that you?” She asked Nam-gyu. He didn’t respond, too busy glaring at Thanos. “So you were that little girl I heard, huh?” Se-mi continued. This time Nam-gyu finally acknowledged her, now giving her a look of death.

“Wanna see something funny?” Thanos asked. Se-mi sat down beside him with a smirk and nodded.

“Sure.”

Nam-gyu could instantly tell what Thanos meant and tried to flee but the rapper grabbed him in a hug. His efforts at escaping were futile once Thanos tweaked and poked his sides. And once again, Nam-gyu erupted into a fit of giggles, using one hand to cover his mouth and the other to try to push Thanos away.

“Thihis is amazing,” Se-mi said, smiling at Nam-gyu’s ‘suffering’. “Is he high or just this ticklish?”

“The second one,” Thanos replied. “And you haven’t seen shit yet! Watch this-“ he briefly scribbled Nam-gyu’s belly, and for thise few seconds his laugh went from giggles to cackles.

“ahahaHAAHAHAss hohohole!”

“What a cutie,” Thanos said, knowing it would piss Nam-gyu off even more.

“You two are so fruity,” Se-mi stated, earning a jokingly offended look from Thanos. “Oh, by the way, where’s Min-su?”

Thanos paused yet again, letting poor Nam-gyu breathe, and gestured with his head to where Min-su was. “We just destroyed him. Yohou might wanna ask him about it, hehe.”

“Destroyed him? The hell?” Se-mi stood up. “K then, I’ll be with Min-su if you need me.” As she walked by, she fluttered her fingers into Nam-gyu’s neck, and he yelped and smacked her hand away. Se-mi laughed.

“You’re such a dick,” Nam-gyu pouted. Thanos looked at him.

“You want round two?” Thanos wiggled his fingers and smirked. Nam-gyu pushed his hands away, unable to meet his eyes.

He didn’t know what to think of this; he and Thanos got along well, and when they ganged up on Min-su earlier it was fun, but just now when Thanos did… that in front of Se-mi? Were his intentions really light hearted, or was he trying to humiliate him? Considering how he’s been treated by others most of his life, the former seemed more likely. He finally made eye contact with Thanos.

“Yo, you alright bro?” Thanos asked, a tiny hint of genuine concern in his voice. “You look kinda upset there… I didn’t cross any boundaries, right?” He tilted his head to the side. Nam-gyu shook his head.

“Nah, it’s just…” He felt like such a loser saying this. Such a thing really shouldn’t matter to him this much. “Do you… um…” he took a deep breath. “W-we’re… actually friends, right? Like you’re not just… fucking with me?” Just before Thanos could respond, Nam-gyu interrupted. “Nevermind, this is fucking stupid.”

“No it’s not.” Thanos replied, putting his hands on Nam-gyu’s shoulders, gentler this time. “Of course we’re friends, bro.”

“And it’s not just because you need a teammate in this place?”

“Hell no! Do you see me hanging out n sharing… y’know… with our other teammates?”

Nam-gyu shook his head.

“Exactly,” Thanos continued. “Listen, Nam-gyu, I wouldn’t give you any of my precious pills if I didn’t really like you.”

Huh. Thanos got his name right. That was oddly comforting. “I guess that makes sense…”

“Yup.” Thanos grinned. “And if you ever think such bullshit thoughts ever again, I’ll tickle you until you realize they’re wrong. Okay?

Nam-gyu smiled at the mention of the evil word. He nodded, and an idea flickered in the back of his mind. He looked down, avoiding eye contact again.

Slowly, he gently grabbed Thanos’s wrists and brought his hands to his own stomach. Thanos caught on immediately and his smile widened.

“I got you, bro.” And with that, he squeezed and tweaked and goosed Nam-gyu’s belly just like his did a few minutes earlier. Something about Nam-gyu’s laugh sounded a little sweeter this time around. Damn, Thanos was getting cuteness aggression. You know what…

Thanos snickered and pushed Nam-gyu onto his back.

“Wahaha-whahat are yohou d-dohoing?” Nam-gyu giggled. Thanos pushed Nam-gyu’s shirt up, exposing his stomach, and took a deep breath… and that’s when Nam-gyu knew he was cooked.

“nononoNOHOHAHAAHAHA-!”

Thanos blew a big, loud raspberry onto the center of Nam-gyu’s belly, and Nam-gyu practically died right then and there. It only lasted a couple seconds, and Thanos sat up, looking warmly down at his flustered friend.

“You alright?”

Nam-gyu wrapped his arms around his midsection. “Y-yeheah…” He sat up too after a moment and leaned against Thanos. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke again. “Thanks for not hating me.”

Thanos chuckled. “Who hurt you, dude?” But despite the playful comment, he sympathetically rubbed Nam-gyu’s back.

Nam-gyu laughed too. “You don’t wanna know.”

Thanos pulled him into a hug and they stayed like that, not caring whether or not people were looking, not caring whether or not they looked cool. That didn’t matter right now.

[min-mrv]

A HELPING HAND: that opens the doors for new emotions.

lee!thanos / ler!nam-gyu

(A/N): aaaaa hi guys!! im sosososososo proud of this! also im feeling better these days! so happi ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜!! plspls a feedback would help alot because i still got the feeling that something is missing in my fanfictions •^•. also, am i decorating my posts too much??

this is a tickle fanfic. if you don't like it, please just scroll.

"i wish i had stayed home that day."

Thanos, player 230, cast a long shadow over this realm, transforming the place over 300 people are in an unforgettable drama. it was yet another day of no sunlight. The absence of phones left only a gathering bunch of bored people. the atmosphere was thick with tension and unspoken stories, making every moment feel significant and charged with emotion of him. he layed on his bed, a cross filled with colorful drugs resting on his palm as he contemplated his thoughts. the drugs stirred a whirlwind of emotions with him, feelings that were difficult to articulate. without hesitation, the rapper reached for one of his, undeterred by the potential consequences, and took yet another.. oh, why was he feeling so down? the drugs were meant to have the opposite effect...why weren't they working in this excat moment then?

suddenly, number 230 heard his friend call his name. it was Nam-gyu, player 124. although Thanos found it difficult to fully understand this guy, he still considered him a companion. maybe he could cheer him up a little atleast..?

meanwhile, nam-gyu noticed that thanos seemed to be grappling with a sense of loneliness, so he decided to sit next to him after his business in the toilet.

....

"hey, watcha doing??"

Thanos looked up to him with his puppy eyes. He threw his head back down again.

..dude, what is wrong with him now..? He never saw him like this before. Is he sad because he shared his drugs with him? Or...is it because of that one black haired "youtuber"?....That little piece of shi-.

nam-gyu was sharply cut off of his thoughts when he heard his friends voice.

"boy, something is missing inside of me." Thanos cast another glance at his cross, the weight of his thoughts evident on his face. Nam-gyu felt a pang of concern; it was unsettling to see his legendary friend in such a state. What was troubling him? The emptiness radiating from Thanos was hard to ignore. Number 124 gently shook his friend's shoulder awkwardly, trying to bring him back to the moment. "are you okay? maybe take more of one of these..??" he pointed at his cross. Nam-gyu wasn't exactly a natural when it came to comforting others. An embarrassing silence hung between the duo, and he could feel the tension building. A little panic started to creep in. it felt as if he were caring for a child who had just broken his favorite toy.. He glanced around, searching for any sign of Min-su. Where was he? Why did he always seem to vanish when they needed him most?

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, Nam-gyu noticed..a kind of feather in player 230 pillow popping out. With a mix of curiosity and confusion, he reached for the object, it's fluffiness rediating around his fingertips. Was this the answer he was looking for?.. Suddenly, just like in cartoons, a light bulb appeared on his head, glowing with the brilliance of his idea! Nam-gyu's lips pulled up a smile, convincing to himself that he's even smarter than google.

"yo, look what i found!"

thanos gazed up with a hint of innocence, glancing at nam-gyu with a touch of confusion.

"..so what?"

A smirk of joy came up on Nam-gyu's lips. "wanna see how it works??" He said, coming closer to him and letting the feather drop. He slowly wiggled his fingers towards his friend. as thanos came to a realization, his eyes widened in surprise. his lips began to tremble as he struggled to find his words, trying to move a little away from him. however, an unfamiliar sensation stirred within, causing butterflies fluttering in his stomach. finally, he gathered himself and managed to speak.

"...you wanna do THAT to me??"

"hehe, can't say the word?? awhh, too bad!..... now c'mere!!"

"..don't you- dahahaha!" Thanos let out a startled cry before his childish giggles eventually brag over him. 2 Hands were tickling his sides, causing him to squirm all over.

"woah, already giggling like a girl?? you must be really sensetive!!"

"nahaham-suhuhu! whahat thehe hehehell duhude?!" He tried to hold his laughter in, glancing around to place whether his "enemies" were observing him. he was determined to conceal the vulnerability of his situation. revealing such a weakness would diminish his formidable aura, and he couldn't afford for them to see him as anything less than the thanos they knew. Suddenly, a yelp came out from the purple-haired, making him turn into his current problem again. His stomach AND his sides were getting attacked now.

"...bro! with the 'nam-su' title, how many times did i tell you it's nam-gyu!" Player 124 playfully scolded. He had enough, seriosly. who the hell is nam-su? now, using the tip of his fingers, nam-gyu began tracing his name into his sides.

"n...a...m...!"

thanos felt completely powerless at this point. nam-gyu's words and the situation he was in were overwhelming.. it was the worst! if only he could be a turtle, retreating into his shell whenever he wanted to would be facilitating. He held the pillow next to him, wanting to throw it right into his friends face, but the tickles made him weak. Or..was it just that he did not want this to have a end?

Of course Nam-gyu noticed that Thanos wanted to beat the absolute shit out of him right now, but he just chuckled and contuined on with his method of teasing. He stretched out each letter, making sure to go super slow and make it all the more agonising for his friend. If he cannot memorize it in another way, he wanted to ensure that he could perhaps commit it to memory in this manner.

"...g..y..u! cmon, just say it!"

"ahaihihi! nahaham-gyuhuhu! youhuhu LIHIHIttle piHIEAHAHA-!"

more laughter came out from him as Nam-gyu's hands were moving up to his armpits now. "nuh-huh, no need to be so aggressive! hehe, thanos, the legendary rapper being suppressed by just slightly tickling? awhhh, this is so sad that nobody got their phones right now. i would've even pay for the clip if it would be recorded!"

"SHIHIHIT! youhuhu thihink thihis is fuhHUHunny?! ahahaha!"

"..not funny? why are you laughing then??" another chuckle came from player 124. He regonized that a red shade of blush came upon Thanos's ears. He noted this in his head, wanting to give something extra at the end, or maybe even in the future.

thanos was too distracted up in his laughter to think about his problems from just moments ago. him and his mom...oh he missed his mother deeply. this feeling took him back to the times when she would give him tickles, whether as a punishment or even a reward. he longed for those days. maybe this was the reason he hasn't felt well for quite a long time.

"awhh, are you enjoying this? is this the reason why you haven't fighted me back yet? huhu, this is adorable!"

Thanos came back to reality as he realized where he eventually was. he was about to melt right now..! his blush on his ears effecting his cheeks slowly also.

"ohohokay! YOUHUHU wohohon, you wo-....pfft-...hahaha!"

suddenly, his laughter turned into breathy-giggles. he threw his head to the right, squeezing his eyes and squirming a little from his friends slightly touches.

"i just wanna test out one more spot..legendary thanos." Nam-gyu's hands now spotted on the purple-haired half red ears. Player 124 had not once realized that his friend never laughed before. althought he had been all jumpy and an extroverted guy..how come he never even let out a chuckle?

...

Nam-gyu sighed and smiled slightly, feeling a sense of relief knowing that he had brought comfort and laughter to someone, as if they were free from any worries in life. he earned the sweetest giggles of the rapper-.

BAM!

Out of nowhere, he felt a pillow slap against his face, causing him to stumble backward. As he processed what had just happened, he couldn't help but giggle afterwards.

"..nehever tell this to ANYONE."

as nam-gyu's eyes meet his, he nooded slightly, still giggling.

"haha..atleast i know how to calm you down now!"

thanks for reading! •u•

Edit: i've changed the tracing part a little, because apparently yall like that part the most! :3

[min-mrv]

when you got the best idea and you decide to make it, thinking about extra's and stuff and being all excited and shit BUT THEN there comes someone that had the excatly same idea AND posting it before you is just...pain.

[min-mrv]

GIGGLY BUG (pt.4-last part)

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3

lee!nam-gyu / ler!thanos

(A/N): hii, its me again. i dont feel so well these days. sobbs. kinda enjoyed writing this tho 😋 i got the earwig "itsy bitsy spider" for quite a long time, so i decided to put that in in this fanifiction. help. am i improving?

this is a tickle fanfic. if you don't like it, scroll.

It was almost breakfast time, and Nam-Gyu was definitely not a morning person. The word "tickle" sent a childish feeling through him, hinting that today would be anything but ordinary. as the laughter of the 4 friends came louder into his ears, he sensed that the day ahead would expose hidden truths, unraveling the comfort of his routine.

"i've asked you a small question..are you ticklish?" a little smirk came upon thanos's lips. he seriosly did wanted to know more about nam-gyu..plus he was bored. whatever his plan was now, it would maybe be the most harmless thing he did to a person since ages.

"i know there is more of you."

Nam-Gyu subtly rolled his eyes, redirecting his gaze back to Thanos. He was determined not to reveal the slightest hint of his 40% concern, fully aware of the consequences that would follow if he failed to maintain his nonchalance right now.

"..of course not. how old am i? 5?"

Thanos stood up and moved a bit closer to Nam-Gyu. Player 124 shifted his gaze, trying to appear more serious as he noticed that he wanted to sit next to him. Nam-gyu adjusted his posture, aiming to present himself in a more professional manner while acknowledging Thanos's presence.

"y'know..there is something you and spiders have in common."

...

"they are as dramatic as you."

nam-gyu looked at thanos with a little confusion. did he seriosly have a IQ like a goldfish??

"..what are you talking about?"

Nam-gyu could feel the nervousness creeping into his voice, almost causing him to stutter, but he focused and managed to steady his tone just in time.

"you said you're not ticklish right?"

thanos's mischievous voice and his penetrating brown-blue eyes were only complicating matters for nam-gyu. he wasn't tickled since...how long?

"hmm..maybe, if i'm still that ticklish like i had been, i'll just hold my laughter in..yeah that always worked." he thought.

"earth back to nam-gyuu!! what's your thoughts huh??"

"i've told you. i'm not ticklish."

oh, thanos's plan was going just as he hoped, every detail falling perfectly.

"..so, you wouldn't mind if i..?"

thanos grabbed nam-gyu's sides, all 10 fingers digging into his. nam-gyu could feel the funny sensation of his body, a quite shriek coming out. he tried to cover his mouth not to let out more weird noises.

"-..Look, i told you. there is nOHOH-"

nam-gyu bit his lip holding on his dear life. He tried not to let out just a little bit of laughter and accidentally fall down. this sensation cant be so intense..?

"ah, is something wrong??" thanos could only get a headshake as a response.

Now, the purple haired squeezed nam-gyu's sides more under his ribcage. he only could get breathy-giggles from his friend.

"so you lied to me? not very noble from you.."

"i juhust remembered sohomething fuhunny-.."

Thanos let out a small chuckle, finding the situation his friend is in at this moment kinda reletable. he decided to go up to his armpits now and... there was the point where number 124 cracked.

"pfft- ahahaha! oHohokay THANOS plEHEHASE you gohohot mehehe!! leheht gohoho!!"

"hm...let me think.."

more laughter came out from nam-gyu. he noticed that some people were standing in a line, looking at him with..a smile? oh no, it was breakfast time!

"what about..no? boy, i won't give up on you so easily."

"nahahaha!!"

number 124 tried to fight back, but since his armpits are getting attacked..the more he moved, the more it tickled. The awkward situation aimed to elicit a scream from him, but instead, he could only laugh like a child. His plan had not unfolded as he had envisioned. Suddenly, Nam-gyu noticed that Thanos was humming a tune. Though he couldn’t quite catch the melody, it washed over him like a wave of nostalgia, stirring memories long forgotten.

"i see...y'know, i had an earwig minutes ago..wanna hear it?"

oh, they both had the same thoughts, will this end well?

"juhuhust maheke ihit stohohohop!"

"hmm..i take that as a yes!"

thanos could feel how nam-gyu's legs were kicking slightly behind him now. he scribbled his fingers down to his ribs slowly and let out a inhale.

"...the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout.." the scribbling became faster as he reached his aim. nam-gyu concealed his face with his hands, a gesture of despair that only served to expose more areas for thanos to target when he realized what his plan actually was. in that moment, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he didn’t deserve this..or at least that’s what he convinced himself. a slight pink blush came out from his cheeks. he never felt this way before..it was something new.

"nohoho..!"

thanos's hands now spidered under his hips slowly. "down came the rain..and washed the spider out!"

Nam-gyu's soft cackles gradually transformed into a rich laughter, causing him to tremble and curl up like a hedgehog, still concealing his face with his hands. this laughter was stuck inside him for ages..seriously, was he enjoying this? All he did was faking his chuckles all the time back then..

"Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.."

Without a warning, Thanos's cold hands jumped on his neck, scribbling it fast but not harshly causing Nam-gyu to squeal.

The purple haired couldn't help, instead he let out a little giggle when that unexpected sound came from him. But then, his hands jumped back to his stomach.. where it was conditioned under Nam-gyu's jacket. Thanos knew exactly what he was doing.

"and the itsy bitsy spider went up to the spout again!"

"sthohop ihihihit!" the words that came out from nam-gyu came out fast, yet loud and high pitched. the hands that were scribbling on top of his tshirt felt like 100 spiders moving around on his stomach and their little legs making the sensation just worser.

"oh boy, look at yourself! if i was somebody else, you would beat me up right away, right?" thanos laughed. "did you like the song? is it the reason why your smiling??"

Nam-gyu was about to explode and his laughter was going on mute. As Thanos realized it was too much, his hands turned back into his sides. finally, Nam-gyu could catch his breath again, but sadly it couldnt stay for too long. he turned into endearing cackles, letting out his last words.

"youhuhu rahahascal..!!"

Thanos could get his friends most adorable giggles out from his stomach. Nam-gyu will never forget this day..him curling up into a hedgedog, nothing to worry about was seriosly going to change his presence for Thanos.

"oh my, i just realized how embarrassing we look when we were in the same situation..."

Jung-bae, Gi-hun, Dae-ho and in-ho were standing in the line to get some breakfast. All 4 were curiously looking at the duo.

"hey, atleast we learned more about eachother! seriosly, look at Gi-hun!! his cheeks are still red!"

Dae-ho said giggling, causing gi-hun to let out a little chuckle of emberassment. His old self was rising up a little more, and he felt a wave of relief wash over him. It was nice to see everyone together, sharing moments of joy and happiness.

Meanwhile In-ho..he forgot that he was the frontman for a minute. All that laughter and the nostalgia mixed up inside of him. he could see gi-huns hopeful eyes..it reminded him where he stepped his foot the first time he ever came here-. His thoughts got interrupted when a sudden poke hit his side.

"are you even listening young-il?"

...

a small nod came from the frontman. the 3 contuined to talk.. but In-ho..the choices he made pressed slowly into his heart, a reminder of his joy that had turned bittersweet...

The word around him contuined to move, but he felt frozen in his guilt, knowing he could never reclaim the times he had lost sadly ever again..

Or atleast, that's what he thought.

[min-mrv]

HELP THIS KINDA MADE MY DAY LOL 😭😭

GIGGLY BUGS (pt3)

pt.1 / pt.2

switches! dae-ho, in-ho, jung-bae, gi-hun

(A/N): hii, sorry if i was absent for quite a long time. i would recommend yall to read pt.1 cuz it will kinda like make more sense then. uhm. anyway, i've bought a new book and that's kinda my new hyperfixation..(the name's crime and punishment ehe!! ><) yhh fuck me third fic i wrote, life is hard cant do this no more no joke sobbs. yaaa hope you enjoyyy!! i wish my wiriting was as good as how i decorate my posts..but im glad how this turned out!! ehe so happi :3

feedback helps/srs.

this was it.

number 388 was trapped.

...and revenge was in sight!!

In-ho chose to vent his embarrassment on Dae-ho, taking the teasing a bit too far, even though it was Jung-bae's plan. Poor guy was fully aware he was destined to be the next target.

"wait wait wait. why..why me??" Dae-Ho felt like a child who was unfairly punished for something absurd. he knew in the look of in-ho's eyes that this man will wreck him out any moment.

"wait, w-we can talk about this! right jung-bae? you're on my side right??"

jung-bae noticed dae-ho's hopeful eyes..ohh he will be in alot of trouble.

"dohon't plahay the innocent now.."

meanwhile in-ho, his plan was hit successfully again (yh no shit). he still could feel the touch in his neck thought, still a little giggling in his words and the blush on his cheeks still continued.

"there is no reason to be afraid..it's just a payback. that's all."

the frontman knew what kind of innocent guy dae-ho was. he was probably driving him all into the flashbacks of the tickle fights he had with his sisters.. being the only boy among siblings isn't excatly a good thing.

jung-bae was apologizing in his mind several times, feeling bad each second it takes. why aint invisibility a thing?? it would help him and the next victim alot right now..

"things are about to start giggly..you ready, hm?"....

suddenly, in-ho experienced a sense of deja-vu. He had indeed used these teases before, back when he and his younger brother jun-ho still lived together. They used to play these games frequently. Although deja-vu isn't typically a great feeling for him, this time he found a bit of comfort and warmth in this particular moment.

number 388 was clearly overwhelmed. he was sweating and panicking over seemingly childish matters..why did he react so dramatic?

"...no, wahHIHit..!" his voice cracked. thinking about tickling aint making anything better, just the opposite! the frontman found himself unable to suppress a slight laugh.

"wahat are you giggling for?? i haven't even touched you yet!"

dae-ho lost it.

"jung-bae you traitor. you could tell me this today and we could do it tomorrow!! now you are literally making me down infront of everyone else. im an adu-!"

He was interrupted in his thoughts as In-ho's hands came towards him slowly..wiggling his fingers?

"hehehell nahaha!!" dae-ho tried to close his sides with his hands, shaking his head multiple times.

"hey, jung-bae! dont just stay there. we made a decision!" a little silence contuined "i wish we could record this right now.."

"plehehease, lehehets just drohohop ihihit!!"

"you had your fun, now it's my turn."

in-ho's hands landed on dae-ho's sides, squeezing them and poking them from this side to side. number 388 tried to squirm away from the frontmans fingers but failed as it followed him. he let a giggle slip and after, a burst of his real laughter came out. it didnt sounded like his normal laughter, it was a little bit more lighter than usual. "eeeehehehe!! ohohokay wait wait WAHIHIHIT! ahahaha! nohohot you toohoho!" jung-bae joined in, just poking his dear friend slightly who was being tickled by 2 people now..oh the feeling of guilt pressed him down.

"im sorry.."

dae-ho tried to cover his face but poor guy forgot what his biggest secret was. he hiccups when hes getting tickled and one came out right away.

".....wow, did we just unlock a new method of laughter?."

dae-ho was as confused as him, squealing and kicking his legs as he made more and more inhuman sounds. his giggles became in a quite mess, he was too distracted by his ticklish sensation to realize how embarrassing his position was right now. a slight of a blush came out on his cheeks.

"want your taste of your own medicine now?"

jung-bae looked at in-ho with a little confusion.

"lehehets nohohoHOHOT!!"

"what if i..tickle you here?" he squeezed on dae-ho's hips. number 388 jolted. "and here?" another squeeze, another noise. "...and heree?~" in-ho founded this a little enjoyable.

"eep-! doHohont!! im sohohorry!! plEHEHASE *hic* hahave mercihihi!"

jung-bae stopped the poking now, leaving them both have their fun..or something.

this is going to take a while to resolve. dae-ho was getting tickled into pieces, jung-bae becoming an over-thinker and in-ho..? well as you can see, that man had his fun, thinking if he should make this "tickling" into one of his games.

but suddenly, dae-ho had an idea!

he tried to look out for gi-hun..where could he just be??

"don't you dare to call for number 456. i know exactly what you're thinking about."

"whaAhaha?! hohow *hic* dihihid yOuhHUHU??"

"be careful..or yknow where these hands will go."

in-ho looked directly at the spot of dae-ho's knees. in a moment of inspiration, he realized in what kind of guy he messed up with. although he belived he was skilled in these games, what's his current situation then?

..only and last hope was number 456 now.

as In-ho counted dae-ho's ribs, his mind somewhere else, he suddenly felt a cold run down his spine.

the frontman turned his head behind him slowly. it couldnt be him right?..

shit.

"oh, so you did want more huh?"

gi-hun was behind them, having a smile as if he just won the lottery.

as in-ho's eyes met his, the atmosphere of the feeling he had became right the opposite. 2 hands landed on his sides..again. man, he was a grown adult..how many times did he catch himself in this state now?..gi-hun would not take him serious ever again, he thought.

"a little troublemaker you are..this is getting a serios topic now dont you think so?"

there was no single noise coming out from in-ho, just really tiny squeals. seems like he was holding his laughter in.

"oh? holding in?. that aint cool young-il."

at the same time, dae-ho. this could be his only villian arc. he was still laying down on his back, smoke coming out from his ears from all that laughter and hiding his eyes with his arm. a few giggles slipped out of his mouth.

"juhung-bahehe."

jung-bae was sitting innocently, like a little puddle that just broke a vase.

"yes?.."

a little silence contuined.

"may youhu cohome here.?"

"sure.."

he came to him closer, looking at dae-hos face. the awkward silence between these both still contuined.

"look, im sorry.."

"say that again, but louder."

....

"im sorrEEK-!!"

"....how does it feel huh? i was backstabbed by you!!"

he said, dumping all the "pain" into him while he tickled his dear friend unexpectedly. seriosly, jung-bae thought that dae-ho is maybe an understanding person, so he would understand his situation too he had 2 minutes ago.

" thehehehe! waihihihit *wheeze* wahihit a secohohond!! lehehet mEHEHE *🫖* explAihihihin!! whahahaaaa!!"

"ay, you're even more ticklish than myself..this was unexpected sir." jung-bae even laughed more and a little shade of red appeared on his face. dae-ho looked down where he was tickling him curiously. "wait, your seriosly ticklish on this little spot?"

"aEAhahaha! enough!! enoHOhohoahaha!" he hided his face with his hands and number 388 giggled along with him.

"young-il, let it out!! come on, it aint embarrassing, trust me."

more muffled screaming came out from in-ho. why did he end always up as a lee? this was kinda getting him mad. meanwhile, gi-hun scribbled his ribs again, like the way he did on that night before. a little giggle slipped out from the frontman.

"oho~! seems like a tickly bug got you. don't worry! i'll save you." gi-hun threatened him like a child, chuckling a little now. his tone seemed too playfully, felt like in-ho was his stressreliver.

"enouhuhugh now."

"what? couldn't quite catch that, sorry." another chuckle.

"i sahihid enohough!"

with that attitude, in-ho jumped right infront of him, causing gi-hun to fall down on the floor.

"ow! that hurt.."

damn, gi-hun forgot what kind of strong guy in-ho was. he didnt fight back at all..no. he wanted to see in-ho's true side. plus he wanted to be fair. he exposed in-ho infront everyone else.. so now they both are quit. was he scared? of course. will he maybe get punched in the face?..unknown.

"..remember, violence is not a choice.."

"a guy like you cant tell me that." in-ho replied.

"seems like the tickle bug is affective, ain't it?" he told extra, scribbling his 10 fingers around gi-huns sides now.

gi-hun broke into soft giggles, trying not to squirm and accidentally hurt in-ho. more giggles coming out of him as the scribbling became faster. "plehease-"

"begging already..? it just started!!"

this will be a long morning.

"...how childish."

nam-gyu was looking at the 4 friends who were having a tickle fight against eachother for quite a long time. "it's morning, how the hell are they doing this right here infront of everyone..its even getting embarrassing just by looking at them."

thanos looked up again after a maintime. seems like he took the double of his..drugs. he directly throw his eyes into his friend.

"...what about you nam-su?"

"it's nam-gyu!"

the quitness between both of them hung on the air.

"and..what do you mean- what about me?"

he noticed that thanos was staring him into his soul.

"are you ticklish?.."

...

the tickly bug seriosly was affective.

thanks for reading!! •u•