𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 7: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭
woooo I’m almost caught up
I’m so seepy, but both classes got cancelled sonow I can write all morning
Hehe good morning Baltimore
Omg now I wanna watch Hairspray again. Anyways-
GOD THIS IS SO LONG SEND HELP
Tags: @chrimsss @ticklish-n-stuff @secret-weeb-account
—this do have tickles below the cut ngl. Also angsty again, oops—
Saiki has always been someone who swore that his friends piss him off, but in reality, he has a big soft spot for them. So when Kaidou’s birthday came around, what kind of monster would he be if he didn’t attend the party and get the best gift ever?
He curses his brilliant mind most times, but when he needs the calculator from it, it’s always there for him.
Just like Kaidou…
Oh dear, now he really needs to go above and beyond.
He spent ages perusing the shelves of multiple stores, comparing prices and name brands (while also considering the off brands.)
After three hours, the treasured gift lay pristinely wrapped in a blue wrapping paper, adorned with a large, red bow.
He looks down at his watch and- oh dear, he would be late.
That’s alright, better to show up with an excuse than to show up and have the risk of someone seeing him telep-
In a flash, Kusuo appeared down the block of Kaidou’s home. He checked his surroundings to ensure that no one had seen the action.
What had happened?
There was a roach, naturally.
Regardless, he checked his watch once more and he was perfectly on time.
Kusuo raised his hand to knock on the door and did so. He was met by a rather enthusiastic “C’MON IN!!!!!!”
When he entered the house, he was truly taken aback…
He was the only one who was in there other than Kaidou.
Okay, now he was pissed off, like really pissed.
“Kaidou, am I the only one that you invited?” He had to check, there’s no way that his friends wouldn’t-
Looking rather melancholic, the silver-haired boy replied. “No, just waiting on the others! You know them, late for everything! Haha!”
The psychic felt a tinge of remorse in his chest. It didn’t require him reading his friend’s mind to understand that Kaidou was devastated.
“And your family?”
“They uh, they went out to celebrate Toki’s birthday… it’s not even his actual birthday today either.” he murmured.
“What the hell is their problem?” Kusuo hissed. “It’s your birthday; this is your day.”
“Look, Saiki it’s-“
“Don’t say it’s okay, because it’s definitely not.”
“They have to celebrate my little brother, it’s-“
“Without you?”
The question left the birthday boy in silence. He turned toward the wall and averted his gaze. It didn’t take a psychic to notice his heaving chest and understand that he was crying.
“Kaidou…”
“N-no it’s… it’s o-okay.”
“Look at me.”
The silver-haired boy turned toward his friend with puffy eyes, tears leaking out of them.
Kusuo wasn’t sure what possessed him to do so, but his hand moved upward and gently swiped away the tears that were falling. “No one cries on their birthday, not on my watch.”
The Jet Black Wings smiled, cheeks tinting pink as he scrubbed at his leaking eyes. “You always know how to make me feel better, Saiki.”
“Hey, hey, no. You’ll rub your eyes raw. Let me do it.” Saiki gently wiped his friend’s eyes once more, eyebrows knit in remorse. This of course only made Kaidou cry harder.
The pink-haired boy short-circuited when he felt the latter lean down against his torso for a hug. But, somehow, something in him told him to hug back…
“S-Sorry for making t-things so awkward.”
“Not awkward at all; it’s not like I’ve never seen you cry before.” Kusuo hummed as he gave a few pats to the boy’s shoulder.
“Uggghhh that’s right.” He shoved his face into Saiki’s shirt, indubitably staining it with tears.
Poor Kaidou… what can he do to make him-
That’s it.
He’s seen Nendou do it before, and scientifically it’s impossible to mess up.
But what if he hurts him? That’s the last thing Kaidou needs right now.
Well, no time like the present.
In a moment of comfortable silence, Kusuo carefully pressed his fingers into his friend’s sides, pinching a bit. He felt the latter shift in response, whining a bit.
“Nooo, don’t tickle me.”
“I told you that I’m not letting you cry on your birthday.”
Kaidou’s hands came up to cover his ears, weird.
“What’s wrong with your ears? Why cover them?”
“N-Nothing.” Kaidou’s voice was up by at least an octave as his hands shook.
“Well, you left yourself wide open.”
“…You wouldn’t.”
Oh he would, and he did. The pink-haired boy brought his hands up to the birthday boy’s underarms and gently wiggled them.
“Hyehehehahaha! Saha-sahahahaihihihikihi! Nohohoho!”
Kusuo hummed fondly when his friend brought his arms down, revealing why he had covered his ears. The tips of them were flushed a beautiful shade of scarlet red, and it was creeping down his neck. “Ohhhh, you’re embarassed, aren’t you?”
A giggly whine was what he received in reply, the blush deepening. “Sahahahihihikihihi- dohohohont—hehehe—behehehe mehehehean.”
“Mean? I could never be mean. Didn’t you know that? I’m completely devoid of human emotion, I thought we’ve covered this in the Dark Reunion episode.” Hands traveled to Kaidou’s ribs and began their attack.
“AGH! DOHOHOHONT BREHEHEHEAK THEHEHE FOHOHOHOURTH WAHAHAHALL!”
“Should I listen to him, everyone?”
“STAHAH-STAHAHAP THAHAHAT! YOHOHOHOU KNOHOHOHOW IHIHIHIHI HAHAHATEHEHE- HYEHEHAHAHAHA! SAHAHAHIHIHIKIHIHI!”
“What’s wrong? Embarassed?” Kusuo could feel the warmth in Kaidou’s face as he continued his ticklish assault.
“YEHEHEHES!” A whined reply.
“Mmm, sounds like you’re still crying though. You know I can’t have you crying on your birthday.”
When hands traveled down to his tummy, it was over. The silver-haired boy fell backwards on the couch, covering his horrendously red face with his hands. He screamed into his hands as he whined incoherently through his laughter. “OKAHAHAHAY! IHIHIHI- IHIHIHI CAHAHANT!”
“Oh? Is this spot ticklish?”
“YEHEHEHES! TOHOHOHOO TIHIHICK- OHOHO MYGOHOHOD! STOPSTOPSTOP KUHUHUSUHUOHOHO!”
When he had heard the rare usage of his first name, Saiki let off his attack. A smile was on both of their faces as Kaidou panted into his hands.
“Oh you’re such a dick, dude.”
“Maybe, but at least you’re smiling.”
As if on cue, the doorbell rang. The two turned toward it, and of course, Kusuo already knew who it was.
“C-Come on in!”
The door opened to reveal all of their friends, drenched from head to toe, and holding boxes under their clothes.
The birthday boy gasped as he jumped up from the couch with a huge smile. “You came! You came!”
“Yeah, sorry we’re late,” Aren hummed. “Nendou forgot your present at home and then it started pouring. SOMEONE-“ he gestured to Hairo, “decided that it would be a “fun challenge” to run through the rain without an umbrella.”
A giggle escaped him, “Don’t worry. I’m glad you’re all here.”
“As for you, why are you so red?” Nendou accused. “Got something you’re hiding from us, buddy?”
“Wh- no! Nononono! I don’t have anything to hide, Saiki just tickled me and- uh oh.”
“Tickled you, huh?”
Kusuo could hear the menace in Aren’s voice, opting to stand up as the group abandoned their gifts and tackled Kaidou to the couch.
“Go easy on him, he’s still catching his breath.”
The four nodded at him and soon the joyful giggles of the birthday boy filled the room once more. The psychic smiled as he used his powers to check under the wrapping paper and-
Oh no…
Nendou had bought the same present he did.
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