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[skzrosey]

"Are You Ticklish?" {Xaden x Violet}

Violet gasped as Xaden pinned her into the dirt once more. She shot him a glare, but he only smirked in response.

“Where’s your spunk, Violence?”

“Up your ass,” Violet hissed. She made a move to knee Xaden square between the legs, but he quickly moved out of the way and turned Violet onto her stomach in one motion.

“Now, now, you wouldn’t want to kick me there, would you? How would I keep you entertained tonight?” Xaden whispered against the shell of her ear, making her cheeks flush with heat.

He released her arms and got off of her. Violet released a breath she did not realize she had been holding and got to her feet. Xaden walked to the edge of the grass and gestured to Violet.

“Let’s try one more time.”

Violet and Xaden had already been training for an hour outside of the academy, and Violet was pissed beyond measure that she was losing more sleep than usual over this man, but she still circled him in the patch of dirt that they had been training on. Her clothes were covered in it, but Xaden did not seem to have even a speck of dirt on him, which only served to fuel Violet’s mood.

Xaden made the first move this time, and Violet made a quick calculation in her head before dodging and aiming her fist toward Xaden’s lower back when he got behind her. Xaden ducked out of the way, grabbed Violet’s leg and pulled her to the ground once more.

“Ow!” She cried when she hit the ground. Xaden was quick to turn his attention away from training to Violet’s wellbeing and he looked down at Violet with worry. Violet took advantage of this and reached under his arms to shove him to the side. She set herself on top of him in a straddle, hands still buried under his arms as she panted heavily. Xaden stared at her with wide eyes before he smirked cockily.

“Little Miss Trickster, huh?”

“More like Little Miss Kicked Your Ass,” Violet chuckled. She went to pull her hands away and Xaden flinched. He was quick to correct his face, but nothing slipped past Violet as she cocked her head to the side.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Violet.”

Violet raised her eyebrows. She looked at where her hands were and slowly began to connect the dots. A grin began to grow on her face.

“Xaden…”

“Dont.”

“Xaden, are you–”

“Don’t!”

“Ticklish?”

Xaden shook his head, but Violet dug her fingers further in and wiggled them. Xaden’s breath hitched and he froze, staring at Violet with wide eyes.

Violet, I cannot keep my shields up if you do this. Tairn and Sgaeyl will hear, Xaden begged through their mental connection, his eyes pleading. Unfortunately for Xaden, this only piqued Violet’s interest more.

Sounds like it’ll be good practice, then, Violet teased back through the connection. Xaden opened his mouth to protest verbally, but Violet already began to wiggle her fingers again, causing him to gasp before clamping his mouth shut.

“Oh, now you’re gonna be quiet? You weren’t able to keep your mouth shut earlier, why start now?” Violet teased as her fingers traveled down to Xaden’s ribs.

Breathy giggles began to escape Xaden’s lips along with a few huffs as he squirmed under Violet’s touch. Violet began to tease Xaden through their connection as she began to trace the outlines of his stomach.

When were you planning on telling me about this, hmm? If I had known all it would take was a little tickling to take you down, I never would have been as intimidated by you, she taunted as she began to pinch his sides. Xaden arched his back and began to laugh softly, still holding back. He was not saying anything back through the connection, so he must have not been lying about his mental shields.

“I wonder how long until you give in… Is there a particular spot, or do I need to try harder?”

Xaden looked like he wanted to say something back, but he gasped when Violet found his hips. She grinned at his reaction and gave them a firm squeeze, making him bark out a laugh.

“Sounds like it was a particular spot, then.”

As Violet began to squeeze his hips, Xaden began to buck under her as he finally broke into peals of laughter. He shook his head back and forth, trying to pull his hands away from his sides, but Violet had him firmly pinned.

“Violet!! Plehehehease, don’t! Not thehehere!”

“Oh? Why not?” Violet taunted. “Are you too ticklish?”

Xaden shook his head and Violet rolled her eyes, switching back and forth between teasing him through the connection and verbally. The combination seemed to drive Xaden up the wall in a very satisfying way, so as Violet continued to poke and prod at his hips, she kept up her persistent teasing.

“Ooh, you’re even more ticklish here! I’ll keep this in mind for later when we’re in the bedroom,” she cooed when she began to squeeze between his hips and thighs. Xaden flushed.

“Dohohon’t you dahare!!”

You mean you don’t want my hands all over your body? I thought you loved that, Violet teased over the connection. Xaden threw his head back and whined, unable to stop Violet as she persisted in her teases.

As she scribbled her fingers along his inner thighs he howled. She began to laugh along with him, entranced by his fluster and his intoxicating laugh.

Sgaeyl and I would appreciate it if you two could keep it down, came Tairn’s voice. Violet stopped immediately and her face began to flush while Xaden wheezed beneath her.

And I would appreciate it if you could mind your business, Violet shot back. She heard a grunt of disapproval from Tairn, but nothing was said in response.

She waited a few moments and then looked down at Xaden. A smile was plastered on his face and his chest heaved up and down. Violet smirked.

“I don’t know if you heard, but Tairn didn’t technically tell me to stop.”

Xaden’s eyes widened and he shook his head. “Violet, I swear to the gods—“

Xaden could not even finish his sentence before Violet was back to squeezing his hips.

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Stress Relief {Nick and Charlie}

A/N: AHHH this is a bit late i had to totally speedrun but happy happy birthday to @veryblushyswitch ! i know you like heartstopper so i decided to write a little something just for you! I hope you had a lovely birthday! congrats on reaching adulthood, ur awesome!!! :D

Summary: Nick and Charlie are hanging out while Nick goes down the internet rabbit hole.

Word Count: 1.2k (under the cut)

In Charlie’s room, Nick sat on the bed with his arm wrapped around his boyfriend’s shoulders. They were cuddled under a blanket, Nick scrolling on his phone while Charlie read a book. They had been out and about earlier that day with the rest of their friends, and both were pretty tired from the activity. Now they were just enjoying each other's company, both doing their own thing to replenish their social battery.

Charlie had half his face under the collar of his hoodie, tucked just under his nose while he flipped through his book. Nick was down an internet rabbit hole, finding random articles and occasionally announcing their contents to Charlie, who would hum in response.

“Hmm… did you know that giraffes have purple tongues?”

Charlie chuckled. “Yeah, everyone knows that.”

“Did you know it’s because they eat so many snozberries?”

Charlie raised an eyebrow in surprise, setting his book down for a moment. “Snozberries are real? I wouldn't think they'd be in that kind of climate.”

Nick snorted, showing Charlie the article. It was just a fun fact page on giraffes, and nowhere did it mention snozberries. Charlie grumbled playfully, shoving Nick lightly as they laughed.

Charlie peered over at the other animal articles that Nick pulled up, pointing out random fun things he knew about the animals before Nick could find them in the article. “Bears don’t really hibernate, did they mention that?”

“Yeah, that’s interesting. So we’ve been lied to our entire lives?”

Charlie nodded, going back to his book. “Mhm. We learn more from the internet than school at this point.”

Nick chuckled, going through a few more animal articles. He eventually grew bored of animals and decided instead to look into a different genre.

“Charlie, give me a random topic. The animals are cute, but I can only handle so many fun facts.”

Charlie contemplated for a moment. “Psychology.”

“That’s too smart for me,” Nick whined, but Charlie only curled up closer and shook his head.

“You’ll be learning, then. Look up something on stress relief… You’re getting wrinkles from stress.”

“I am not!”

Charlie laughed, leaning into Nick as he searched for some stress relief solutions. He pressed a quick kiss to Charlie’s head before clicking on one of the first articles, quickly scrolling through.

“Something called a dopamine detox is one of the solutions, but there’s also exercise, meditation… cuddling!”

He gave Charlie a big squeeze, making Charlie whine and giggle as he set his book down again, turning to face Nick’s phone.

“Human interaction seems to be a big one. Arts and crafts, laughter, spending time on a hobby…” Charlie read while Nick scrolled.

Nick scrolled back up to the laughter bit, reading it more in-depth. “You’re not stressed, are you, Char?”

Charlie laughed. “I’m perpetually stressed, you know this!”

Nick frowned, setting his phone down. “Hey, we didn’t finish the article, Nick!”

“Why don’t we try some of those stress relief methods? That way we can make you a little less perpetually stressed.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow. “We’re already cuddling. Wasn’t that one?”

“Y'know what another one was?” Nick grinned, pulling Charlie closer. Charlie flushed, averting his eyes nervously as he let Nick pull him closer.

“I don’t suppose kissing was one?”

“Nope, it wasn’t,” Nick lightly squeezed Charlie’s hip, making him squeak in surprise. “But laughter was!”

Charlie barely had any time to react before Nick began to scribble at his sides. Charlie squealed before breaking into laughter, kicking his legs under the blanket as he tried to push Nick away. Nick laughed with him, watching Charlie’s face as his cheeks bloomed pink.

“Nick–! Wahahait, not tihihickles! Hehehe!!” Charlie giggled. He was failing at pushing Nick away and escaping the tickles, so he opted instead for curling up against Nick, trying to protect himself as best as he could with his hands as he swatted at Nick.

“This is stress relief, Char! Now neither of us will have wrinkles!”

“I didn’t hahahahave any!! Thahat wahahas just yohohou!!” Charlie protested. Nick gasped in offense but the grin on his face showed that he was just messing about. In retaliation, Nick slipped his hands under Charlie’s sweater.

Charlie threw his head back and shrieked at the sudden contact of Nick’s wiggling fingers on his tummy. He tried to curl up, but Nick had moved in to plant kisses all over Charlie’s neck, only escalating his giggles. “This is nohohohot strehehess relief!!”

“Are you suuure? They did say laughter was a good method, and you seem quite giggly, Mr. Spring!”

“Yohohou’re tickling mehehe! Whahahahat did you expehehect?!”

Nick laughed, pinching at Charlie’s lower tummy. He finally began to slow his tickles, now tracing small circles around Charlie’s navel. Charlie still bubbled with giggles, like small hiccups as Nick hummed. Charlie’s tummy twitched, but he otherwise made no effort to push Nick away, covering his face instead.

“C’mon, Char, you need to let me see your face!”

“Nohohoho,” Charlie giggled softly, twisting slightly to the side as Nick began to scribble his fingers a bit again. Charlie put his arms over his face, covering his eyes as Nick grinned.

“What is it, Char? Do you want me to keep going?”

Charlie only giggled in response, making Nick’s heart thump. He sneakily rolled up Charlie’s sweater a tad, making Charlie peek through his arms to glance at Nick. “Nick?”

Charlie shrieked when Nick blew a raspberry by his hip, his arms flailing as he tried to push Nick away and cover his tummy with his sweater. “WAHaha! Nick, not thahahat!!”

Nick wouldn’t budge as he continued to blow raspberries all over Charlie’s tummy, his own cheeks getting red as he went. Charlie accidentally shoved his sweater over Nick’s head in his attempt to get him away, making Nick laugh. He looked up for a moment but was still under the sweater, making Charlie snort with laughter.

“Yohohou look so fuhuhunny!” Charlie laughed. Nick chuckled, making a face that Charlie couldn’t see.

“I can’t find my way out now! All I see is a tummy that looks suspiciously ticklish!”

“Dohohon’t–! NAHAHa!! Nick!!” Charlie shrieked when Nick blew even more raspberries, pinching at his sides as Charlie wheezed. He whined and tried to push Nick out of his sweater, but the raspberries were so tickly that Charlie could barely do that.

Nick eventually popped out, his cheeks bright red as he wheezed. “I need bigger lungs so I can do that more often!”

“Nohoho you do not!” Charlie exclaimed, sighing with relief when Nick curled up next to him again, his hands holding Charlie rather than tickling him. “I cahan still feel it.”

“The stress?” Nick asked with a grin, raising his hand and wiggling his fingers.

Charlie quickly shook his head. “No! The tickles! I can still feel the tickles!”

Nick laughed, pulling Charlie in for a big hug as they giggled together. “So no more stress then? Seems like a good method to me!”

Charlie huffed in mock annoyance as Nick held him close. “I suppose it was. Say, Nick, are you feeling stressed at all?”

Nick shook his head as fast as he could, but he was already thrown into a fit of laughter as Charlie tried out this new stress relief method himself.

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This is kinda inspired by this!

@satans-beloved-riv

Also ik this was back in August but i’m slow..

IM SORRYY😭

TW // THIS IS ABOUT TICKLING SO IF THIS IS NOT YOUR CUP OF TEA FEEL FREE TO SCROLL ☕️

Lee: I.N [Tiny bit of Hyunjin]

Ler: Minho [Tiny bit of Han]

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Maknae Torture

“And now for the radish game!” The staffs behind the camera equipment proudly announced.

Stray Kids were currently filming a gameshow for an upcoming comeback filled with various games and challenges. The members were enjoying themselves, laughing and joking throughout the filming when the popular game was presented before their own eyes. A mat was laid on the grass surface where each participant locked their arms together while the opponent attempted to separate them from each other. It was a fun game but, nonetheless, a few from the maknae line were bouncing around in anticipation. They knew how competitive their hyungs could get.

“Jisung, you’re up first!” One of the staffs called out before rolling the cameras. Everyone locked arms on the mat, giggling nervously. A loud ding had signified the stopwatch had started as Han rushed to the others, trying to pull their bodies off of the mat.

Going for Changbin first probably wasn’t the best idea considering how strong that man was. After some time of tugging the buff rapper, Jisung was losing hope. “Go for someone else!” Chan yelled from the other end of the chain. The boy followed his leaders orders and settled on Hyunjin, arguably one of the most sensitive in the group. The dramatic boy began shaking his head and kicking his legs when Jisung neared. “No! Go away!” the older protested. Han, unfortunately, ignored the boys pleas and was met with a shriek when his fingers collided with Hyunjin’s sides.

“Stohohop, this isn’t fahahair!” Replied the other who twisted his body to block the invading fingers, his laughter loud and restless. Hyunjin surprisingly held out for longer than expected until his body weakened enough from the nonstop squeezing and prodding to his hypersensitive sides, being dragged away from the rest.

“Hyung, why didn’t you hold out longer!” The maknae complained, eyeing the bold ‘3 minutes 27 seconds’ on the big timer near them. “Shut up! You would have done the same, Jeongin,” Hyunjin pouted, poking the younger’s lower rib for emphasis, causing the boy to jolt and smack the others hand away.

“I think Minho hyung should go next!” Jisung happily declared to the camera.

Sure enough, the next thing they knew, all of them were yet again laying down with connected limbs. When Lee Know saw the stopwatch begin, he already knew his tactic. It was easy. Go for the most ticklish. In no time, he pounced on Jeongin, giving the fox a smug look. I.N watched the other with fear in his eyes. “Hyung, please!” He begged as he tightened his grip around Chan and Felix’s arms. “Oh you’re done for..” Seungmin pronounced in sorrow. Having fallen victim to Minho’s evil tickle attacks, he knew how bad the youngest was about to get wrecked. Especially with how sensitive he was. “No can do,” Lee Know quickly drilled into the others hips with a smile on his face, relishing in the satisfying scream Jeongin produced.

“STOP!” The maknae desperately pled as he tried wiggling his hips away from the older’s thumbs. “Just let go, I.N, you know you want to..” Minho teased as Jeongin writhed around underneath him. “Plehehease! Stahaha- AH!” The other was cut off as both of his ribs were tasered repetitively by Lee Know’s index and pointer fingers. “Hyuhuhung! I cahahan’t!” The maknae whined, all while struggling and trying to block Lee Know’s violating fingers. The poor boy squealed when he felt Minho vibrating his fingers in between his ribs.

“NOHOHO! It tihihickles!” Voiced a distressed Jeongin.

“It’s supposed to tickle, idiot,” Teased the dancer, clawing at the boys upper ribs which I.N tried so hard to protect. “You’ll break sooner or later..” Said a clearly impatient Minho. He was getting annoyed with how long the youngest was holding out. The maknae twisted his upper body and clamped his arms down to his sides, receiving teases from his hyungs on the mat. Unfortunately, while he wiggled his body to the left, Lee Know found the perfect opportunity to sneak a few of his fingers into the fox’s exposed armpits.

The boy jerked violently at the unexpected touches, laughing and writhing around next to his members. “PLEHEHEASE! MINHO HYUHUHUNG!” Jeongin shrieked as the other explored the entirety of his weak spot. “Our maknae has ticklish armpits!” Teased the older in excitement, digging his fingers into the boy’s hollows.

“NOHOHO! STAHAP!”

Somehow that mischevious dancer knew just how to make the maknae scream.

“Poor Innie!” Felix laughed from next to the boy, receiving words of agreement from the other boys. “He’s dying~” Teased Seungmin who was smiling at how adorable the younger looked. Minho rolled his eyes at their comments, a grin plastered on his own face. He couldn’t deny it, their maknae did look cute in this predicament. “Just let goo..” Groaned Lee Know, jabbing Jeongin’s stomach repetitively, loving the boy’s frantic laughter.

“HYUHUNG!” The younger squirmed around, hoping the older’s hands would magically separate from his tummy.

“I.N-ah~ I’m gonna do the thing if you don’t let go!” Minho declared with a teasing tone. “Plehehease! Seheheriously don’t!” The maknae begged, panic evident in his voice. The rest of the members had their eyes on Jeongin, playfully poking fun at him.

“Good luck!” I.N heard Jisung say from next to Chan. The youngest only ignored him, his only focus being the evil glint Lee Know had in his eyes. “You have 3 seconds until immediate death!” The dancer said, watching the other hurriedly look around for an escape.

“Please!” The maknae pled, trying to look cute in hopes his hyung would take pity on him. “You’re adorable Jeongin, but your puppy eyes aren’t fooling anyone,”

“3..” I.N kicked his legs, trying to find a way out.

“2..” He glued his arms to his sides, attempting to curl up.

“1!” He felt his arm being ripped away from his midriff as Minho lowered down. The younger began shaking his head and trying to push his body away from a brutal Minho.

“CHANNIE HYUNG!” Shrieked the maknae as the leader brought his shirt up the best he could with their arms still linked. The betrayal!

Not even a second later, a scream ripped from I.N’s throat as Lee Know nuzzled his head into his bare side.

“AH! STOHOHOP!”

The trick Minho referred to as “The thing” was when the older buried his head into his side, applying just the right amount of pressure to get the maknae to die. Something about his soft, ticklish hair and the way he burrowed deep into Jeongin’s midriff made it unbearable.

“NOHOHOHO!”

The other tried his best to protect himself by bringing his arm down but, to his dismay, his hyung’s head prevented him from doing so.

“PLEHEHEASE!” The boy begged for what felt like the millionth time. “Just let me win already!” Lee Know mumbled into I.N’s side, causing Jeongin to screech due to the rippling sensations that spread across his nerves. Soon after, the maknae’s laughter turned silent as he thrashed underneath Minho’s grip, all while the dancer’s head was still pushed into his vulnerable skin.

It didn’t take long before Jeongin was tugging his arms out of the member’s grips.

After successfully making it out of Lee Know’s torture, he lay there limp, rubbing his side with his palm to remove the tingly feelings left on his body.

Minho sighed at the ‘7 minutes 12 seconds’ embedded on the timer.

“Well Jeongin, how did it feel to be tickled for over 7 minutes?” Chan teased.

Jeongin scoffed at the oldest, “I hate you,” He muttered, smiling at the face the boy made.

“Okay! I’m sorry!” Yelled the maknae when the leader wiggled his fingers towards him.

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I’m so sorry everyone!! I forgot this account existed so I didn’t finish the fic :(

But it’s finished now!

Stay healthy everyone!! <3

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kinda looks like jeongin tickles jisung’s neck but idk

[skzrosey]

Hello! I loved your first fic, so glad to see so many new writers, including myself.

I really like minchan, so i thought you could maybe write about them. The plot could be something like Minho annoying Chan on purpose (or maybe because he wants to get wrecked) and then getting it.

Chan and Minho are commonly the lers, so it’s very cute to see them attacking eachother.

You can choose which one is the lee and the ler, honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a lee!Chan and ler! Minho, but it’s up to you.

Thank you and have an amazing day🙂❤️

Omggg of course! I’ve had this idea in mind for a while! Since you’ve never seen a lee! Chan and ler! Minho, why don’t I do a switch? Thank you for your idea!

Requested by: @soap143

lee!minho and chan

ler!minho and chan

Tw: if you don’t like these fics feel fre to scroll! ☕️

~Troublesome Kitty~

Chan and lee know we’re sitting in their dorm because the rest of the boys went out for lunch. Both of them felt being extremely lazy today because why not. The 2 oldest were sitting at opposite ends of the bedroom, the dancer scrolling on his and the leader doing work on his laptop.

The younger eventually became bored. He sat up and glanced around the room choosing what he could do to satisfy his boredom. There wasn’t much to do since none of the other members were here. The wolf did not seem to be bored whatsoever because he was so focused on doing his work, god knows what he’s doing on that computer of his.

Minho was in that that mood to annoy someone; someone like his hyung. Only the leader can tolerate his annoyance, no one else. He leaped off his bed and waddled to the other side of the room to his hyung.

“Hyunggg, I’m boreddddd. There’s nothing to dooo” the cat groaned and he plonked next to him.

“Not my fault you decided to stay home and not go out. Now let me work.” He laughed and rolled his eyes as the cat started to zone out. “Goho and read a book or something! stop being anohohoying.” The vocalist immediately brought his attention to his hyung.

“What did you just call me?” Lee know replied as chan turned his head. “Did you just call me annoying?” he laughed and gave him the death stare.

Chan closed his laptop and put it in the draw beside him “Yeah I did! In fact, you annoy me more then the rest of the boys.” He started to become a bit nervous because he didn’t want to get into a messy situation with the younger.

“Right that’s it, you asked for it!” He leaped onto the wolf’s waist and started to go in for the kill. “This is what you get for calling me annoying.” minho jabbed his hands into his hyungs sides and he started to go hysterical.

“IHIHIHIHIM SOHOHOHORY, PLEHEHEHEASE.” the older shouted as the rabbit would not listen. “I SAHAHAHAID SORRY, NOHOHOW LEHET ME GOHO.” he stopped and gave the wolf a break. He was being a bit dramatic don’t you think? “Jehehezus! You nearly kihihlled me!” usually the wolf gets the rabbit, not the other way round. It was the olders turn now…

Chan helplessly pushed lee know off of him, sat on his legs and pinned his arms above his head. Minho became very nervous

“Wait- please, you don’t need toho dohohoho this! You know how sensitive I ahaham.” he nervously giggled as the older was gazing down at him. “I’m behehehging you!” chan didn’t listen and he started to massage the younger neck and collarbones.

“Your so cute when you laugh! Just do it for me!” The younger blushed and was trying his best to hide his smile so it wouldn’t satisfy the older.

“Stohohop, I’m nohot cute!” The rabbit tried to break free out of the leaders grip but he was too strong. he started to squirm as chan started to move his fingers on his right side.

“Does this tickle?” lee know was doing quite good for the fact he hadn’t laughed yet. Chan started to make his way to his underarm and that’s when he got a bit of a laugh out of him

“Mhmhmhmhmmhhm” he giggled and he could feel the tickliness overcoming his side. That was until he started to attack his left side and underarm… who knew one side was more ticklish than the other?

“NAHAHAHAHAHAH PLEHEHEHEHEASE, NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE.” The wolf was shocked and laughed along with him. “IHIHIHITS SOHO BAHAD!~” chan accidentally let go of his right arm and lee know drilled his fingers into his rib cage.

“HEHEHEY, NOT FAIHIHIHIR!” the older screamed and he still continued to tickle the sensitive cat. both of them stopped occasionally and were both left laughing to their hearts content.

“You bored now?” Chan laughed as lee know was still gasping for air. “I’m gonna admit, you are really cute when you laugh.” the bunny’s face started to turn red from the compliment.

“I mean…thank you?” chan looks at him confused and laughs

“Why are you sahaying thank you?”~

“What else am I supposed to say? Your half 50?” Minho giggled and the wolf gave him the death stare. The younger fell asleep with his head on his lap and the older smiled with his warm heart. “love you hyung, I wish we could do this more.” he sighed

“We can, and I’d love to.” Chan smiled and dozed off to sleep too.

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Tysm @skzrosey for sending xx

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I can imagine a little cute tickle moment here 😁🤭

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Caught in the Glow

Lee! Chan Ler! Changbin

a/n: Lee Chan is soo underrated he's adorable warnings: Mentions of workload

tags: @tmnt-stayhead @itzsana-kiddingmenow @ssstarlostx @hansloveleeknow @sirloncelot-of-bananas @lezleeferguson-120

This is a tickle fic. If you're not into this stuff pls scroll... <3

The dorm was quiet. Too quiet.

That usually meant one of two things: either the boys had all knocked out from exhaustion, or something suspicious was happening.

Tonight, it was both.

Most of the members had gone to bed, knocked out cold after a long day of schedules, practice, and a very intense spicy ramen challenge that had ended in tears (and hiccups, thanks to Han). But one person was still awake, glued to his laptop screen, headphones on, scribbling lyrics and layering harmonies like the responsible leader he was.

Bang Chan.

Of course.

It was past 3 a.m., and the glow from his screen cast soft blue shadows across the room. His brows were furrowed in focus, one leg bouncing slightly as he adjusted the levels on a new track. He didn’t even notice the door creak open.

But someone else did.

Changbin stood in the doorway, arms crossed, dressed in sweats and a hoodie, looking very sleepy and mischievous.

“Hyung,” he whispered. No response.

He tiptoed closer, standing right behind the leader, watching the screen for a second. “Seriously, again?” he muttered under his breath. “Didn’t we talk about this? No all-nighters.”

Still, no response. Just more clicking.

Changbin smirked.

“Oh, you brought this on yourself,” he said, cracking his knuckles. “No mercy this time.”

Suddenly, his hands shot forward—grab!—and latched onto Chan’s sides.

“WHA—BIN!!” Chan screeched, jerking upright in his chair, nearly sending his laptop flying. But it was too late. The attack had begun.

“AHHH—NO NO NO!!”

Changbin was relentless. He dug his fingers into Chan’s ribs, scribbling and pinching with terrifying precision, knowing exactly where the most damage would be done.

“You said you’d go to sleep at midnight!” Changbin yelled playfully over Chan’s laughter.

“HAHAHA—THAT WAS—AUGHH!!—FOUR HOURS AGO!!!”

“Exactly.” Changbin grinned wickedly, dragging his fingers up toward Chan’s armpits. “Time’s up, Chris. It’s tickle o’clock now.”

“NOHOHOHO BINNIEEEEE PLEHEHEASE!!”

Bang Chan curled up in his chair, arms trying to bat away the attack but failing miserably. His whole body twisted and squirmed, and the laughter bursting from him was loud, high-pitched, and completely uncontrollable.

“You thought you could get away with this?!” Changbin teased, wiggling his fingers mercilessly into Chan’s underarms. “Working all night again like a zombie?!”

“OKAY I’M SORRY I’M SORRY STAHAHAHAP!!”

“Oh no, no, no. This is your punishment, Mr. Responsible Leader. Sleep. Is. Mandatory!”

Changbin’s fingers darted to Chan’s stomach, tickling over the waistband of his sweatpants. The older boy squealed, instantly curling up and laughing even harder.

“THAHAHAHAT’S NOT FAHAHAHAIR!!!”

“Life’s not fair. Sleep-deprived Chan under workload is even worse!”

Chan tried to roll away, but Changbin followed him like a shadow, climbing onto the bed and pinning him down.

“Where do you think you’re going? You started this. I’m just finishing it!”

“No I didn’t!! YOU DID!!”

“I did it because of you, hyung.”

He poked directly into Chan’s hipbones.

“AGHHHHH!!”

That was it.

Chan’s eyes squeezed shut, laughter pouring out of him like a dam bursting. “I CAN’T I CAN’T I CAHAHAHAN’T!!”

“Then admit you’re going to bed!”

“F-F-FINEHEHEHE!! OKAY!! I’M GOING TO BED!!”

“Say it louder.”

“I’M GOING TO BED!!!”

“Good boy,” Changbin said with a smug smile, finally pulling back. “See? That wasn’t so hard.”

Chan collapsed into his blanket, gasping for air, cheeks flushed, hair a mess.

“You’re evil,” he wheezed.

“I’m caring,” Changbin corrected. “There’s a difference.”

“Caring doesn’t involve tickling someone to near death.”

“Oh, yes it does,” Changbin said cheerfully. “With you, it’s the only way.”

Chan groaned but didn’t move. His body was still twitching slightly from the aftershocks of the tickle attack.

“Now,” Changbin said, grabbing the laptop and setting it aside. “Sleep. Or I’m calling Hyunjin to join in next time.”

Chan’s eyes widened. “You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.”

He switched off the light and pulled the covers over Chan, patting his head.

“Good night, workaholic.”

“…Good night, tickle demon.”

[skzrosey]

I’m feeling lonely at the moment omg. I need some cute tickle fanfics to read but I don’t know where to start lolol.

[skzrosey]

Seungmin tickling Jisung

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@jungwon-is-the-one, @reginald-stay09, @dusk-mp3, @lezleeferguson-120, @sophi-tickl-blog, @jeongin-lover08

[skzrosey]

Truth or Dare

Warning: this is a tickle fic

Stray Kids had a day off and all the members were taking advantage of it. Seungmin, Changbin, and I.N were watching movie together, Han and Lee Know were hanging out together, Hyunjin was sketching, and Chan and Felix were in Felix’s room finishing up a movie.

“What do you want to do?” Chan asked after they had just finished watching a movie together.

“I don’t know, we could play Truth or Dare?”

Chan agreed, feeling somewhat silly playing such a childish game.

Felix went first and picked dare. “Read your last text message.”

Felix picked up his phone to go to the messaging app.

“It says, Where do you want to eat? It’s from Changbin when we were eating out earlier today.”

Chan went next and chose truth. “When was the last time you cried?”

“The last time I cried was performing in from of STAY.” Chan happily said

This went on for a while until Felix got one particular dare. “Try to make the person sitting next to you laugh.”

Felix started off by making faces. When that didn’t work he tried telling jokes. However, nothing seemed to work. He wracked his brain on what he could do, when it came to him. He could tickle Chan.

Felix quickly ran over to Chan and started pinching his sides making Chan immediately start giggling.

Felix couldn’t help but laugh along with him. Chan had the most precious laugh. Chan was so cute, he couldn’t help but tickle him even more.

“I lohohost! I laughahed.” Chan tried saying

Unfortunately for Chan, Felix started scribbling his tummy and ribs.

“Fehehelix hahahaha stohohop wahait nohoho.”

Chan was done for. He tried to get away but Felix just started tickling him faster.

At this point, tears were streaming down his face from laughing so hard. So Felix decided to stop.

“Don’t think I won’t get you back.” Chan said

At this, Felix jumped up and ran away.

Oh he was going to get Felix back.

[skzrosey]

Love Troubles

Words: 2k Note: I couldn't find a picture of all four of them. :( T/w: Restraints, rough, VERY rough Lee(s): Changbin, Channie Ler(s): Felix, Minho

“Look at those muscles, both of you look amazing!” Felix fawned over the duo after their workout, who had just exited the shower. Both Changbin and Chan flushed a bright red at the compliment, waving it off before scurrying into their room. Felix stood there akin to a dazed puppy as they rushed off, unsure of what he had done wrong. The cat happened to slip by, sneakily eavesdropping before sliding over to the sunshine.

“Why can’t they accept that they're just absolutely gorgeous?” Felix pouted, crossing his arms with a huff. Minho chuckled, shaking his head at the sheer comedy between the trio.

"Because they're dumb, my sunshine." Lee Know offered a gentle smile, trying to soothe away the very obvious tantrum the younger was throwing. Felix was desperate, he wanted- no, needed to help them realise their self-worth under any circumstance.

"Then can we make them realise?"

"How so, my sunshine?"

"Your favourite activity."

"...bring it on."

They both barged into the gym duo's shared room, calm, loving smiles that were nothing but a ploy to lure the fish to their bait. The mischievous duo were let in with open arms, quite open to the fact they were being spooned. Minho groaned as Chan wrapped warm arms around his waist, Felix happily squealing as he tackled Changbin's chest without hesitation.

"Look at you, so pretty..."

Felix cooed as his fingers snuck around Changbin’s waist to his tummy, tracing heart shapes into it. A squeak came from the older, clamping his lips down to hold back the giggles that bubbled in his throat. Chan stared in horror, realising the cat was looking at him with a happy, but evil glint in his eyes. Before he knew it, fingers had slipped under his sweatshirt to his abs, poking tenderly at each pack. The duo’s faces flushed a bright red, shaking off the endless amount of compliments that rained down on them. 

“So cute, all red for us hm?” Minho whispered into Chan’s ear, making him squeal and back away from the warm breath that grazed his ear. Stomping his feet he tried to evade the claws that didn’t leave his tummy alone, it was all futile, the cat eager to follow him like he was a fish out of water wherever he went. Changbin wasn’t fairing too well either, Felix always had a certain way with the rapper’s body that made him go limp with cooing and giggles filling the room. 

“Stahahap it!” The oldest whined pitifully, still adamant on refusing the fact he was in fact adorable, and gorgeous. The dwaekki was no different, not letting the icy walls of hate comments on his body melt down just from simple complimenting. They both were six feet under in absorbing distasteful comments on their body, shaking their head. Eventually, the cats got frustrated with their lack of belief in them, sending each other a signal as their ‘ears’ twitched in annoyance.

Snatching their arms up, they pinned both Changbin’s and Chan’s wrists up to the head board with their belts, only able to do it as they weren’t expecting any of this to happen. 

“Here’s what’s going to happen. You two will take all of our compliments, and repeat it to us until we believe it.” Minho announced slowly, not waiting for a reply from the oldest before his shirt was lifted, to reveal a glorious set of abs and ribs stretched out for the cat to play with. Chan shrieked at the threat, shaking his head rapidly knowing how ruthless Lee Know could be when it came to getting what he wanted. He was pinned too, only allowing him to endure what was coming. 

Felix smiled innocently at the rapper who was giggling and pleading with the chick to have mercy. The younger one only nodded softly, his feather-like fingertips across his clothed tummy before lifting it up slowly, caressing the rapper’s bare tummy with his warm breath. Although softer than Lino, he was, if not, the most teasy member out of the eight, and especially when it came to his ideal type, he was not going to hold back. Changbin squealed loudly, giggling himself crazy before anything really bad actually happened, the anticipation starting to swell in his heart. 

“Firstly, tell us that you look gorgeous.” The cats said in sync, fingers wiggling over their tummies in case of refusal to comply with their instructions. Of course, they both shook their heads rapidly in denial, making them both smile widely, eager to torture their respective hyungs. Planting his lips onto Changbin’s tummy, Felix placed gentle kisses everywhere, his lips brushing so lightly and in ticklish motions. Now this would only have Changbin giggling, which is why there was his hands that dug right into his ribs, making the older shriek and cackle.

“ARGHAHAHAH! LIX! P-PLEHAHAHA!” Changbin screamed when his fingernails scraped into the smooth skin between his ribs, thrashing when those soft lips brushed over his navel. Chan wasn’t fairing much well either, shrieking again when fingers squeezed relentlessly at the muscles on his sides, teeth sinking right into the rim of his belly button, nibbling all around it. 

“I CAHAHAN’T! MIN! NAHAHAHAH!” The oldest begged, tossing his head back into the pillows when Lee Know just went lower with his hands, way too close to his hips for comfort. The cats didn’t let up an inch with their antics, not hearing the words they wanted to hear. Meanwhile the other two that were pinned down felt like they were going insane, tugging at the belts that held their wrists high above their heads. Although being the two strongest members of Stray Kids, they were majorly weakened by the tickling, letting the younger members do whatever they wanted.

“Say it then, if not don’t say you can’t~” Felix wasn’t usually implied the type to be mean, but when it came down to a member feeling down, insecure? He was going to be as mean as needed to get them to realise what was important. Changbin simply squirmed in return, thrashing around to try and get away from the soft kisses and harsh fingers.

“YAHAHAHA! I-I’M GORGEHEHEHEOUS! MIN!” The leader lost it when Lee Know got just a bit tired of the oldest not admitting what was needed, going down to his v-line without mercy as he blew harsh raspberries while kneading his thumbs into that pudgy skin, driving him actually crazy. He felt tears well up in his eyes, panting when it came to an abrupt stop, staring pleadingly at the younger sat on his thighs. Minho didn’t say anything, admiring that flushed face before looking over to Felix.

Changbin was, if not, much more of a mess than Chan was. Although not as intense, his entire neck to his ears were a bright red, the chick right next to his ear whispering unintelligible words to the duo beside them, what assumed to be compliments as everytime Felix spoke Changbin squealed. His hair was a mess, sprawled out over the bed as tears cornered his eyes prettily, a dimple on his face prominent. The Aussie didn’t mind if Changbin didn’t admit it, it gave him more time to coo over the rapper anyway. Minho and Chan shuddered, they both didn’t know how ruthless Felix was, so soft yet so deadly.

“I’m…g-gorheheous…plehehease..” Changbin begged breathlessly, shaking his head with tears streaming down his face. He couldn’t take this, the sweet words, the soft caress on his tummy? He was sold, the soft torture overwhelming his heart as Felix let up with a proud smile. The cats schemed above them afterwards, leaving Chan to stare embarrassingly at Changbin, who was a panting and gasping mess.

“Good job~ It seems one of us took longer to crack…” Minho cooed, giggling when the rapper squeaked.

“Now, tell us you both look adorable.” Felix smiled innocently, his intentions of wanting more hidden discreetly away as he smiled down at the mess he made of Changbin. Minho simply kept quiet, enjoying his time of making the leader squeak every time he gave a poke to his stomach, it was clear as day he liked his new cat toy. Changbin weakly shook his head, adamant on not giving in and believing whatever ‘nonsense’ the two were spewing, meanwhile Chan could barely retort with squeaks interrupting his every attempt. 

“Nehehever!” Changbin managed to get out, quite the bold move on his part. Too bad for him, it only fuelled Felix’s mood for tormenting further. “You’re going to regret that, my love.” Felix hummed, before his fingers slid under the rapper’s shirt to his pecs, grabbing it gently before squeezing the skin underneath it, to his top ribs. His lips attached themselves to the top of his navel, blowing as hard as he could with each raspberry. Changbin screamed, before tossing his head wildly in his bound arms as he cackled himself crazy. His face was flushed once more, his eyes crinkled cutely with a dimple showing, begging for mercy in an instant. 

With the other two, Minho decided to be more ‘gentle’ this time, running his nails over Chan’s neck, his head leaning down to nibble tenderly at his collar bone, exposed neatly from all the thrashing. Chan screeched when he felt the change in pace, trying his best to scrunch up his shoulders; which in fact, didn’t work with his arms bound up. Honey-like giggles slipped from him, shaking his head to try and dislodge the nails, while his chin attached to his neck to avoid the teeth that so softly scraped on it. It was all futile, he could never focus on both the teeth and nails at once, couldn’t he?

“I CAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE IT! PLEHAHAHAH!” 

“Min! Wahahait nahahat there!” 

The cats absolutely relished in the laughter they were hearing, still a little frustrated about the lack of what they wanted to hear, but enjoyed torturing them nonetheless.

"Look at you! There's that scrunched nose!" Felix pointed out with a grin, planting another raspberry onto his stomach before Changbin even had a chance to reply. He knew he was going to tap out soon, red in the face with his eye squeezed tightly shut, even tears welling up in the corner of his eyes. Changbin screamed in ticklish agony, also a denial to Lix's compliment.

"Don't wanna give in yet, tough leader Channie-hyung?" Minho emphasised the word 'tough' with a harsh squeeze to his sides, making Chan shriek loudly. The fingers ghosted that spot soon after though, tracing the outer shell of his ears that made his head shake aggressively.

"Nohoho...adohohorable...I-I'm adorahahahble.." Chan panted out for mercy, feeling his brain turn into complete mush at the dancer's fingers and lips all over his neck and ears. Initially, he had wanted to deny it, but feeling his heart pound and suffocate from the lack of his breath he ought to give in eventually. Lee Know let up with a satisfied smirk, untying the oldest before snuggling him. The leader wasn't expecting it, knowing the older cat was notorious for lack of skinship; but now was cuddling him. He didn't say anything though, just warmly cuddling the younger as they both stared at Changbin's predicament.

"OH MY GAHAHAD! FELIX PLEHEHEASE! MAHAHAKE IT STAHAP!" Changbin whined pitifully, screaming again when those merciless fingers found their way into his armpits, kneading the middle in massaging motions that drove him crazy. Meanwhile, Felix's lips found the rapper's ribs more interesting, blowing and nibbling harshly everywhere on the bones he could reach. Changbin cried out and dug his feet crazily into the bed to no avail of escape, eventually submitting when Felix found particularly sensitive spot between his pecs and ribs.

"ARGHAHAHAH! I'M ADORHAHAHABLE! STAHAHA-" He was cut off by silent laughter, tears of mirth streaming down his face a second time. Felix reluctantly let up, making himself welcome into Bin's arms once he was untied. The gym duo stared at each other, with tear streaks and red faces before giggling softly, cuddling their respective dongsaengs with a wide smile. All four fell promptly asleep after that, but be warned, the cats received just as much, if not a worse punishment once they awoke.

It didn't mean that method wasn't effective though; the duo now worked out much less with proud smiles on their faces.

[skzrosey]

Minho tickling Seungmin🐶😼

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[skzrosey]

heyyy Sana, how are you??, if I may ask can I request minchanbin, with Lee Lee know?, if you are not taking requests that’s fine, take your time with Whatever you are working on, and have fun <3 💗

𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 4:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.2k

𝙖/𝙣: 2 years since hoodie >.<

𝙩/𝙬: rough tickles, road trip hehe, it isnt a hoodie fic if there isnt raspberries :3

𝒍𝒆𝒆: minho

𝙡𝙚𝙧: chan and changbin

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The car moved steadily down the highway, while the scenery blurred outside the windows. Chan held the wheel tightly, his eyelids heavy as he fought off sleep with each mile.

In the backseat, Minho and Changbin lay intertwined, their heads resting on one another like two sleeping pillows. Minho's hoodie covered arm draped over Bin, who had tucked his head beneath Minho’s chin. A quiet peace enveloped the car.

Chan yawned and stretched one hand over the wheel. “Guys,” he murmured, his voice thick with tiredness, “you two are too quiet. This is boring.”

Changbin cracked one eye open. “Then switch with me.”

Chan snorted. “I’d rather drive off a cliff.” Earning an indignant shout from the dwaekki.

Minho stirred, mumbling something incoherent before settling back into Changbin’s shoulder. That’s when Chan got an idea. A wicked, sleep-deprived, boredom-fueled idea.

“Alright,” he said, voice suddenly chipper. “New plan. Since you two are so cozy back there, I’m appointing Changbin as the official car entertainment.”

"What does that mean?" Minho yawned, giggling softly as Binnie nuzzled against his neck through a sleepy mood.

"It means I need seratonin." Chan chuckled fondly. "From Changbin very kindly helping me wreck a certain cat in the backseat."

The words took a moment to set in Changbin's head, but the moment they did...

Before Minho could fully wake up, Changbin shifted with surprising speed. He twisted in his seat, straddling the space between them, and grabbed Minho’s wrists, pinning them above his head against the headrest.

Minho’s eyes flew open. “Yah! What the hell?!”

“Orders from the captain,” Changbin said smugly, tightening his grip.

Chan leaned back in his seat, clearly enjoying the show, and the sound of Minho's wild panic in the back. “Start with the sides. Or the stomach. He’s weak there.”

Minho’s face went pale. “No. No no no—Changbinnie, don’t you dare—”

“I want him in tears,” Chan instructed. “Start slow. Tease him. Make him feel it coming.”

And Minho absolutely lost it the minute Binnie's hands snuck up that cloud hoodie—one handed—just to dip his index finger right into Minho's belly button.

Chan startles hearing the high pitched scream of laughter in the backseat. Clearly, he was now awake. And very entertained. The leader took a peek in the rear-view mirror and grinned at the sight of Changbin clinically destroying Minho with a single finger, ignoring how the older bucked and let out peals of hysterics, and waiting for Chan's next instruction.

"PLEHEHEHEASE!! CHAN HYUHUHUNG!! HELP!! TELL HIM TO STOOHOHOHOHOHHOHOPPPP!!" Minho cried, eyes watering as Changbin began teasing, trailing his nails on the outer edge of the sensitive divot.

Chan’s voice was calm, calculated. “Start with the outer ribs. Use your thumbs. Dig in deep. He hates that.”

Minho’s eyes widened. “HYUNG—!”

But Changbin obeyed instantly, pressing his thumbs into the curve of Minho’s outer ribs and grinding them in slow, deliberate circles. Minho bucked hard, laughter ripping from his throat.

"NOHOHOHOT THEEHEHEHERE!!!"

Chan wordlessly pressed call on the console, letting the call ring silently, and when Hyunjin picked up from the other car, all that he could hear, along with Seungmin and Jeongin's utter bewilderment, was their Minho hyung losing his mind while being tickled.

“Good,” Chan said. “Now go lower. That spot right above his hips—use all ten fingers. Fast.”

Changbin’s fingers shot down, clawing into the soft flesh just above Minho’s waistband. He scribbled wildly, fingertips digging and dragging with no mercy.

Minho let out a shriek that rivaled a tea kettle and nearly jumped out of his own skin. He flailed, twisting to the side, giggling hysterically and wailing when Binnie's fingers only followed.

"OHOHOHOMYGOHOHOSH juhuhust leehehehet me GOHOHOHOHO!!" He whined, hiding his arm in his bicep.

In the other car, Hyunjin mutes their side of the call just as Seungmin laughed. “Oh, hyung’s getting it.” He chuckled.

”Knead.” Chan commanded. Changbin didn’t say a word, only his hand moved to pinch Minho’s lower side, near his hip, and knead his fingers in, drawing a squeal from the older.

The sound of the squeal made everyone laugh, and even pulled a tight-lipped smile from Binnie, who began crab-pinching up and down that one helpless side at Chan’s whim.

Minho let out a desperate whine, twisting and clamping his mouth shut as those fingers traveled closer and closer to his obliques.

Closer.

And closer still.

“No, no, Binnie, please!” Minho groaned, voice already going high-pitched with panic.

Changbin grinned wildly and dove in.

The touch was unbearable—bare fingers scribbling and clawing straight against bare skin, dragging slow and evil over every inch of those hypersensitive sides.

“NAHAHAHAHHA!! GET OHOHOFF! GET OHOHOHOHOFF—!”

“Never,” Changbin purred, digging into the dip of his waist until Minho screamed, thrashing under him. His laughter turned shrill, hysterical, loud enough that it was embarrassing even to his own ears.

And then—oh god then—those fingers slipped under his shirt.

“NOOOHOHOHOHOHHOHO!!” The scream was instant, broken, frantic—he thrashed like a fish out of water, face blazing red, mouth stretched wide in hysterical cackles.

Binnie scribbled all along his bare stomach, his ribs, every vulnerable inch, and Minho was gone—lost in peals of laughter so loud it bounced. Chan was delighted in the front seat, grinning hearing Minho lose it.

“So cute!” The leader cooed. “Changbin—Binnie, try my thing, try my thing—”

And Changbin was already now pinning minho laying flat, reclining the seat. Minho knew exactly what the thing was, and was not in any mood to die, so he struggled against the younger’s iron grip.

Changbin looked up at Minho once, smiled so wide, and stuck his head underneath the hem of the hoodie.

Two years had passed and the raspberries that followed still killed Minho, regardless of who did it.

“OHMYGOD!!” Minho squealed. “CHAHAHAHAHANGBIHIHIHIHIN!!” He slapped his hands desperately against the bunny’s back, throwing his head back and howling with laughter as Binnie blew raspberry after raspberry after raspberry until Minho’s cheeks were scarlet.

Min twisted and screamed with laughter, giggling his head off. Chan laughed from the front seat. In the other car, Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jeongin were all cooing and laughing anongst each other listening to Minho shriek and beg.

“CHAHAHAHAHAHANNIE!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE TELL HIM TO STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!” Minho squealed when a raspberry was blown directly into his belly button. “I CAHAHAHANT TAHAHAKE IT!!” He wailed.

“Okay, okay—” Chan choked on a laugh. “That’s enough, Bin, he’s gonna pass out.”

Changbin pulled out of his hyung’s hoodie and grinned down at the mess Minho had become. Eyes all watery, scarlet faced, and fuming.

“Christopher Bahng you will regret thahat.” Minho panted, still giggling a bit.

“Can’t wait.” Chan retorted just as the other side of the call was unmuted.

“MINHO HYUNG SO CUTE!!” Jeongin yelled and Minho groaned in horror when he realized his hysterics were broadcasted to more than half the group.

“Why didn’t you call us tooooo!!” Felix whined, Jisung frowning behind him. The group had settled at the hotel.

“Because Minho doesn’t deserve to lose his dignity at least in front of the babygirls.” Chan snickered, just to let out a scream when the sunshine twins gave chase. Happily pinning down their leader, and immediately getting started on his sides and abs.

Safe to say Minho got his revenge.

[skzrosey]

Chan tickling lee know 🤭