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𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙩:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 3.4k

𝙖/𝙣: they’re so cute ☹️💔 also i feel like hannah would be the most torturous ler ever with her small nails sdoijfwufh

𝙩/𝙬: rough tickles, tickle fight, based off of games

𝒍𝒆𝒆: skz

𝙡𝙚𝙧: skz and hannah

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

Ding dong. 

Seven boys looked up from the couch where they were scrolling on their phones, some on the ground and some laying on each other. 

“I’ll answer it.” Chan grunted, gently handing an asleep Hannie’s head to Minho, who was seated beside him. 

An elated look flashed on Channie’s face the moment he opened the door. 

“Channie? Who is it?” Minho yelled from his spot on the couch. 

“HANNAH!!” Chan shrieked, latching onto his sister immediately. 

“Hannah?” Minho appeared next to the leader, smiling fondly at the moment taking place right next to him. 

“HANNAH?!” Six other voices yelled from the couch, and the three at the door could faintly hear the sound of footsteps racing to the door in padded socks. 

Hannah giggled for a moment at her brother’s inevitable gushiness, squealing when she was suddenly on the floor, crushed by the weight of seven men at the same time. 

“Get off, get off! I can’t breathe!” She gasped dramatically, shoving at her brother’s head and carefully patting Hannie’s at the same time. 

Minho stood above the pile and laughed his sweet, honey-like laugh, helping Hannah up once the others got off of her and pulling her into his own embrace, rocking her side to side as he hummed. 

After a while, he let go of her, and Hannah set down her bags. 

“Um…yeah. I’m so happy to see you.” Chan laughed awkwardly, covering his face as he sniffled. 

“Ugh, always so emotional, bro.” Hannah rolled her eyes, smiling anyway and pulling him into yet another hug. 

Jeongin and Jisung both grabbed her bags to take to the guest room, while Minho started up the stove to cook lunch. 

After lunch, all the boys were itching to spend time with Hannah, especially Chan. 

“How about we play some board games?” He slapped his own thighs and stood to grab some from the cabinet, while everyone arranged in a circle around him. 

Hannah smiled fondly as she listened to her brother humming ‘perfect blues’ while reaching for a multitude of different boxes. 

“Here we go!” Chan placed at least ten boxes on the floor in front of them. 

“That’s so many games! Will we even get to finish them?” Jisung doubled over in giggles. 

“I mean, we could if we tried.” Hyune interrupted. 

“Let’s play…Jenga?” Hannah asked in her thick Australian accent. 

Eight men choked at the same time, and Hannah stared at them suspiciously. “What?”

“Oh, nothing.” Minho responded, failing to notice how red his ears had become. 

“Hmm…we should set a punishment for whoever loses.” Hannah smiled. Everyone exchanged glances of nervousness. “We’ll just decide later.” 

A few rounds into the game, the stakes were high, everyone was in full concentration. 

Chan nervously watched Minho pull out a block, worry painted on his features as he pulled one out next. 

Jisung slowly pulled, but realized he made a grave mistake the second the tower tilted. It was like time had slowed down, and the blocks fell, scattering everywhere. 

Hannie blinked twice, and the room fell silent. 

“Get him!”

There was a scramble, poor Hannie screeching for mercy as he was grabbed and pinned to the floor. 

“Wanna know what we do as a punishment ‘round here, Hannah?” Minho grinned, and Jisung was begging, squealing as every limb was pulled out and away from his body, exposing his vulnerable torso and thighs, which Minho happily took a seat on. 

“What’s that?” Hannah responded, watching with amusement as Jisung pleadingly looked at her with his round boba eyes wide open, pupils dilated. 

“This.” 

Hands descended all over poor Hannie’s body, scribbling and pinching at his waist, armpits, sides, tummy…anywhere the boys’ fingers could reach, really. 

Jisung screamed, arching his back as helpless laughter began to pour from his lips, cheeks flushing an embarrassed pink. 

“Awhh, he’s so ticklish!” Hannah giggled, watching Jisung squeal and throw his body to the left when a hand massaged into his ribs on the right. 

“Trust me, they’re all ticklish.” Minho motioned to the whole group. 

“YOUHU TOOO!!” Jisung screeched with laughter, squeezing his eyes shut with a huge smile. He let out a helpless plea when Hannah began to squeeze at his left side from her spot behind him. 

“STAAAHAHAHAA—!!” Poor Jisung pleaded, the sensations were especially horrible as her nails massaged into his very slightly pudgy skin. 

“Yah, Hannah. Use your nails on him; drives him crazy.” Changbin suggested from his spot holding the quokka’s arms hostage. 

“Well, if he’s okay with it.” Hannah looked down at Jisung for confirmation, smiling as the boy squeezed his eyes shut with a nod. 

Minho held down Jisung’s hips while Hannah straddled him, untucking his shirt and slipping her cold hands up to his tummy, pressing gently to warn him, pulling a loud squeal from the boy beneath her. “I barely even did anything!” She protested. 

“Ihit stihill tickled!!” Hannie admitted with a smile. Hannah shook her head before she started, suddenly tickling the expanse of his tummy with one hand while her other hand found the skin of his side and squeezed. 

More and more hands joined on his sides and armpits, and Jisung was howling, bucking his hips and arching his back the highest he could before slamming it back down, shaking his head before slamming it down onto Changbin’s thigh in desperation. 

“AGHAAAHAHAHAAH YOUR NAILS YOUR NAHAILS OHO MY GAHHAAHAHAA—!!” Jisung babbled incoherently, loud laughter and strangled squeals escaping his throat as he struggled.  

“Aweee…Channie remember when we got him with Binnie that one time in the studio a long time ago? He’s still the same, ticklish Sung he was.” Hannah smiled fondly, memories flashing in her eyes. 

Poor Hannie turned so red. He really couldn’t handle the teasing. 

“Take it, Hannie, this is your punishment.” Minho laughed, causing Jisung to laugh even harder. 

Hannah let up after his laughter went silent, smoothing down his shirt gently and wiping away the small tears resting on the boy’s shirt. 

“Youhu guys are bruhatal…” Jisung panted, letting out a small whine when Hannah brushed a tear off of his neck. 

“Not our fault you’re so ticklish.” Seungmin scoffed. 

“Well, now that we’ve finished that game, let’s try something else.” Chan set the Jenga blocks aside to pull another box from below the pile. 

“How about Uno?” He smiled seemingly innocently at Felix, who stuck his tongue out at him. 

“Sure.” Hannah shrugged, dealing the cards and setting a starting card. 

The game mostly continued in an orderly fashion, a few uno’s here and there along with the maknaes’ cheer for victory as the two won. 

Soon enough, it was all down to Jisung and Felix, and Jisung sure as hell was not planning on losing again. 

“Don’t even—” Felix gasped as a +4 card landed on the pile between the two, the older chirping out a little “Uno!” in between. 

He had lost. 

Jisung cheered, the other members laughing at the pure shock on Lix’s face. 

“Wait wahait—!!” Felix squealed when he was pulled down, trapped in the same way Jisung had been. 

Hannah once again took her place on his thighs, making sure to check if the boy was comfortable. 

“Please…please no.” He begged breathlessly, gasping when he felt a hand snake up his thigh to his hip. “Please…Jinnie.” He pleaded, the dancer only ramping up his anticipation.  

“Sorry, Bbokki.” Was all that came from Hyunjin before Felix felt fingers. Everywhere. 

Some scribbled over his underarms mercilessly, while the others mainly attacked his sides, knowing it was a weak spot on him. 

“NAAAHAHAHAHA!!” Felix descended into screechy, incoherent laughter. 

Hannah only laughed, forcing Felix’s cheeks to turn a flustered shade of red. “You’re just as ticklish as Ji, aren’t you?” 

Felix squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head and laughed loudly, anything to drown Hannah’s voice out. 

More and more hands than he could handle began to run up his sides and down his thighs. 

Felix’s eyes snapped open in horror as he could feel an embarrassing amount of laughter bubble up in his throat. 

“P-Pleahease…nonoNO FUHUHUHUHUCK!!” He screamed, twisting side to side as more laughter choked up inside him. 

Hannah spidering his tummy with her nails certainly wasn’t helping matters, the almond shape of them adorned with smooth polish that glided over his skin made him feel like he would ascend any second. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE AGHAAHAHAAHAA I CAHAHAN’T I CAN’T TAHAHA—PLEASE NOHO!!—” Lixie’s sentences dissolved into incoherence when Hannah mischievously dipped her index finger into his belly button, swirling around with her nail in a torturous way that had him throwing his head back onto Changbin’s lap and screaming out pleas for mercy. 

“sTAAHAHAAHAHAPP!!” He shrieked, loud laughter following. “OKAHAY OKAY EHEHENOUGHH!!”

Hands let up for the second time that day, gently rubbing over the spots they had tickled and soothing the poor boy beneath them. 

“You ahall suhuck.” Felix choked, panting for the oxygen that had left his lungs, rubbing his hands over his sides to ease the tingly feeling. 

“Let’s play Phase 10!!” Changbin cheered. “Really? Another card game?” Seungmin scoffed, earning a “Yah!” from the dwaekki. 

“But I suck at Phase 10!!” Chan protested. “Guess you’re losing, then.” Felix laughed. He was hungry for revenge after his previous wrecking. 

The game continued, Chan obviously losing; he wouldn’t stop whining about it. “This is so unfair, I’m gonna lose!”

And he lost. Of course he did. 

Chan let go and just gave in while Changbin grabbed his arms with a grin. “This is gonna be so bad!”

“Get ready, bro.” Hannah cackled maniacally, throwing Chan’s shirt up with a flourish. 

“Please go easy!” Channie pleaded, squeezing his eyes shut when he saw his sister’s nails wiggling over his belly. 

“No way! This is too good of an opportunity.” Minho replied ecstatically, placing his hands on the leader’s left ribcage, Jisung following on the right. 

“Oh god…” Channie whimpered, feeling two hands on each of his armpits and thighs. 

“Three...” Hannah counted, “Twooo…Oneeee….Go!” 

Chan screamed as hands kneaded all over his body, thrashing crazily as nails spidered over his tummy. 

“Hyung, we’re being gentle!” Minho laughed, softly kneading the skin beneath his fingertips. 

“How about let’s not?” Changbin asked, everyone nodding even though they could clearly hear the eldest’s protests and pleas. 

The hands only squeezed faster, Hannah smiling fondly down at her brother as his cheeks puffed in a wide smile, dimple showing as he let out more gaspy laughter. 

“YAHAAHHAH!! IHIM YOUHOUR HYUNG!!” He shrieked. 

“Awhhh, you’re just as ticklish as when we were younger.” Hannah smiled, Chan’s face burning red at the memories of her tickling him silly as a child. 

“SHUHUHUT AHAHAHAHAP!!” He screamed over her voice. 

“But, I remember you loooved being tickled, isn’t that right?” She grinned maniacally down at her tomato of a brother. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASEE!!” 

“Now if I remember correctly, your worst spot was…” She pondered for a moment before evilly placing her hands onto his sides, causing his tummy to twitch. 

“Awh, your body’s being honest, how cute.” She teased, motioning to Changbin to tighten his grip on her older brother’s wrists, ensuring no escape for his outstretched torso. 

“Hannah…please please please don’t!” Chan pleaded. “Nohoho—AHAHA SHIHIHIHIT!!” He gave up immediately, surrendering to his own laughter and pleas for mercy. 

“HAHAHAHANNAHH!!” Poor Channie wailed, her fingers spidering up and down the bare skin, pinching gently and scribbling. 

“PLEASE PLEHEHEHEASE AHAHAAHAHA!!”

“Fine fine, you’re still the ticklish baby you were.” Hannah laughed, Changbin following by releasing his arms. 

“Awhh, Chan hyung the ticklish baby.” Minho mocked in a cute tone, regretting it immediately with a shriek as Chan pounced onto him. 

“Fuck the games, I’ll just wreck you right here in front of everyone.” Chan sneered, settling on Min’s hips but struggling immensely as the younger thrashed around crazily. 

“I’ll help.” Changbin approached the wrestling boys, earning loud screams from the middle. 

“Oh, Minho’s ticklish?” Hannah asked. “NO I’M NOT—CHAAAN!!” Minho squealed as a finger plunged into his belly button, wiggling around ticklishly and causing the dancer to screech. 

“NO! CHAN NONONO LET ME GO!!” Minho choked, face burning bright red as he struggled to hold his laughter in. 

“Watch this.” Chan ducked his head next to Minho’s belly. Poor Min screamed and used his hands to shove at Chan’s face while his legs kicked out at Changbin. 

The rapper swiftly grabbed his foot and threw his shoe off, scribbling five fingers up Minho’s small sole. 

The dancer crumbled into laughter, giggles pouring out of him as he weakened considerably, allowing Changbin to snatch his arms while Chan tickled along his belly. 

“Nohoho thihis is soho uhunfair!!” Minho slumped, giving up completely. Everyone gathered around him and placed their hands somewhere along his body. 

“Nohoho…” Minho gasped, shuddering as the hands on his sides snuck up his shirt and rested on his bare skin. 

Hannah set his head on her lap and held her nails above his neck, establishing the fact that it was a deadly weapon. 

“Three…Two…One!!” Chan yelled, ducking his head down to blow a loud, wet raspberry onto the dancer’s v-line. 

Minho dissolved into messy cackles, his cute laughter bouncing off of the room as he giggled at the feeling of smooth nails gliding down his neck, along with fingers wiggling up and down his whole body in that torturously gentle way the others had learned drived him crazy. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP UGHHH I CAHAHANT BREHEHEHEATHEEE!!” Minho laughed, squeezing his eyes shut and twisting sharply as a finger latched onto a sensitive spot on his upper rib, scratching gently and almost sending the dancer into a frenzy. 

“Break time!” Jisung cried, letting up with a flourish as Minho crashed onto the floor in exhaustion. 

“aghaaa…thahat was so bahad…” Minho gasped, wrapping his arms around himself. 

“Hyunjinnie~” Hannah teased. She felt…weird somehow? As if tickling the others was the only thing able to satiate that burning hunger in her stomach. 

Hyunjin gasped. “No…no. Hannah DON’T!!” He squealed when she pinned him down with her hands, going wild on his sides and watching him howl immediately, squirming away from her tickling fingers fruitlessly. 

“NOOHOHO STOHOHOP IHIT TIHIHICKLES SOHO BAHAHAD!” Hyunjin pleaded, screaming in betrayal as Changbin pinned his arms up yet again, leaving his torso free for seven pairs of tickling fingers to attack. 

“STAHAHAHAHHAHHAAA!!” Hyunjin broke, squealing incoherently and squeaking out pleas for mercy. 

“Aweee~” Hannah cooed, making Hyunjin flush a bright red in response. 

“YOUHUHU CAHAHAHANT DOHO THIS TO MEHEHEHEE!!” Hyunjin screeched, suddenly letting out a scream when Hannah stuck a finger into his belly button. 

“AAAAHHH STOHOHOHOP!!” 

Hannah in fact…didn’t stop. Hands only sped up against him, reducing poor Hyune to an absolute mess, incoherent pleas pouring from him and legs kicking out desperately behind him.  

“AHHAA— stohohohohop PLEHEHEHEHAHAGAHHA!!” He babbled, finally giving in, throwing his head back and laughing and laughing. 

“Okay, everyone I think he’s done.” Hannah squinted, letting up with her nails as everyone detached their fingers from his sensitive torso. 

Hyune whined, soothing hands rubbing all over his sides and tummy to calm him down. 

“Binnie next!!” Felix shouted, pouncing onto the surprised rapper, who shouted as Hyunjin immediately regained his breath and ran to help Felix. 

Entwining his long fingers with Binnie’s small ones, Chan was immediately able to yank his arms up halfway, but struggled to pin them properly. 

“Yah!! Innie, help.” Chan grunted, the maknae scrambling over to assist his hyung. 

Soon enough, Changbin was pinned down appropriately, groaning when his shirt was pulled from its neat tuck. 

“Please go easy!” He gasped when a finger stroked up his belly. 

“Awhh, how cute. Look, he’s already turning red.” Chan cooed, pointing at the blush sneaking up poor Changbin’s face. 

“Shut up….” Binnie mumbled in embarrassment. 

“Awe, he wants us to shut up. So how about we just…don’t?” Felix shrugged. 

Hannah laughed hard as Changbin screamed, hands descending along every spot on his body and wiggling along his squishy skin. 

“STOHOHOHOHOP, YOU BRAHAHAHATS!!” He shrieked when Jeongin and Seungmin took turns tickling their fingers up one thigh at a time.  

“You’re so strong normally, Bun. Look how you’re so weak and blushy just ‘cause of a little tickling~” Minho teased, watching as right on time like clockwork, Changbin’s face turned a familiar shade of pink. 

“Look, so strong, but blushing so hard just because of a few teases.” Chan sighed with a smile, earning a high pitched, flustered, squeal from the boy beneath him.  

“AHAA—FELIX NOHOHO!!” Changbin pleaded when Felix pulled his shirt up slightly. Hannah ran over to place his head in her lap. 

“Nah. I wanna.” Felix grinned, leaning his head down slowly to listen to Binnie’s embarrassed begging, before latching righhht onto the lower part of his tummy.

Hannah made sure Chan and Minho had their grip on Changbin’s arms before she went crazy with her nails all over his armpits. 

Binnie let out an glass shattering scream, thrashing around harder than he ever had before stilling completely and letting out a plethora of joyful laughter, mainly cute cackles. 

“P-PLEHEHEHEHEHAHAAHAAA—” And then his laughter was silent. Dead silent. 

Felix let up after that one raspberry, knowing that if he continued, he’d probably kill the rapper underneath him. 

“It was one raspberry, Bunny!” Minho laughed in disbelief at the way Changbin slumped bonelessly the second they had let go of his limbs. 

“Jeongin, Jeongin!!” Seungmin cheered, pulling him down and pinning him properly. 

“Wait wait wait—NO!!” Jeongin kicked out at the pairs of arms coming to pin him down. 

He finally succumbed, allowing Hannah to place his head on her lap, as normal. 

“Plehease…go easy.” Jeongin pleaded gently. 

“Okay, then neck tickles for two minutes.” Chan proposed. 

“No way! That’s longer than everyone else!!” Jeongin protested. 

“Yeah, but soft tickles.” 

“Fine.” Jeongin sighed, waiting for Hannah’s nails to finally come down onto his oh-so-sensitive neck. 

He whimpered as a nail traced down the area, squeaking when he felt another hand suddenly trail down his tummy. “Yohohu sahaid—!!” 

“Shhh…” Hannah shoothed him, feeling the way his body jolted as more hands began trailing down his body. 

“Ahahahagah I cahahahant tahahake thihihis!! Ihihits tohohohorture!!” Jeongin giggled, twisting aggressively away from the tickly tracing. 

“Juhuhuhust go rohohough alreheady!” 

“Fine.” 

Hands scribbled down every single tickle spot, Hannah’s nails included on his neck.  

Being the ticklish maknae he was, Jeongin crumbled instantly. “PLEHEHEHEASE!! NOHOHOT THE NAHAHAHAILS!!” 

“Too bad.” 

Jeongin squealed once and then his laughter was gone. Normally, he’d last longer, but with eighty fingers? Done. 

“Okahay…” The others let up, consoling the poor boy as he gasped for air. 

“Hmhmhm~” Seungmin stood up and began to walk out of the room, trying to seem casual by humming a tune. 

“Seungmin?~” He heard Hannah’s voice. 

Shit. 

“Get him!” Seungmin tried to run, but was immediately taken down by the eight pairs of arms wrapped around him, Changbin slightly weaker because of his previous wrecking. 

“Please! You don’t have to—AAAAHH!!” Seungmin didn’t even get a chance to explain. All the members had increasing lee moods from the amount of wreckings that had already happened, and were now taking it out on him. 

“please…NOOHOHOHOHO!!” He dissolved into loud laughter the moment he felt eighty fingers wiggling over his sensitive spots. 

Hannah seated herself on his thighs. “Oh, Minnie? Ya know, when me and your sis were on call together, she let slip a smalll weak spot of yours~” 

Seungmin’s eyes widened in horror. 

“How about righttt…here?” She dipped her index finger right into his belly button. 

“AAAAHHHH!!” Everybody flinched. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE IHI CAHANT TAHAKE IHIT IN THERE—AGH!!” Hannah squished along the small button, scraping her nail along the side and listening to Seungmin’s hysterical squeals. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard Seungmin laugh this hard.” Chan noticed. Jeongin laughed. “Yeah, I think nails are his weakness.” 

“STOHAAHAAHAAA!!” Seungmin pleaded weakly, laughter already cutting out into silence. 

“Okay, he looks like he’s gonna faint.” Hannah pulled her finger out, making sure not to accidentally poke the button on the way. 

Exhausted, everyone sat down, Jeongin gently calming a giggly Seungmin. 

“We didn’t even get to play the board games.” Chan gestured to them defeatedly. 

“But, because of them, now I know how much you guys love tickling.” Hannah shrugged, prompting loud, embarrassed noises from each member. 

“Please. I saw how happy y’all were to tickle each other, and I’m not blind.” She smiled loftily. 

“Well, you liked it too!” And she was blushing. 

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Chan tickling changbin(?) at the end

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Credit goes to @Bangchanstraykz on twitter!

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😭 why did they take your phone babes?

i’m back on limited screen time YAAAAA

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They definitely tickled him 😂(hyunjin, felix and channie) 🤭

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my name is Lee Rae! my blog name came from the iconic “hold my hand” song by hannieee. i love him cuz he’s so talented and pure. and we’re birthday buddies so we are rocking as virgos 👁️👄👁️🤌

@felixswifeykyk @soap143 @dreamingstraykids @v--143 @hansloveleeknow

Tag game🎉

Tag your moots and ask them where they got the idea for their tumblr accounts name!

For my name it was a nickname I was giving back in middleschool! One of our teacher had a system where we worked with 'wifi' eachtime we talked in class we lost a bar of the "wifi" (was a weird joke and we never held count on that) All the kids usually joked if they needed 'wifi' , they would borrow mine if they wanted to talk more. (I was incredibly shy in middle school, I only talked to like 3 people at school;^;)

They called me Ms. Wifi because of that. I just thought it would be funny if I put 'miss' instead of 'ms' because of my terrible actual wifi connection I have at home lol.

That's my story! Now moots, only if you guys want to, tell us your story.

Tags-> @slipping-lately @firequeenofficial @noagskryf @twinklstarrrr @halfbakedspuds @polterwasteist @rokushi-san @mygedagtes +anyone that sees this and wants to do this as well

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Ty @bloodhound5sos for tagging me in this!

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᧔ Lee Seungmin thoughts ᧓

Lee: Seungmin Ler: Chan, Minho

A/N: hi guys, sorry for the absence, i'll be back hopefully in about 2 weeks🥺🩷i haven't been able to even open tumblr much for the past month so i'm sorry if i missed your messages or asks😭

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

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

Thinking about Seungmin's messy hair, it was easy to recall how the stylists would carefully arrange each lock into a perfectly neat hairstyle—the usual go-to for his short hair.

But of course with Seungmin being Seungmin, he just had to go around provoking everyone. So Chan and Minho; usually the more responsible ones, had taken it upon themselves to.... discipline their naughty pup.

Chan had followed him around, cornering Seungmin, just when the younger had swiftly tried to duck under his arm. And, just to rile them up, he kicked and screamed dramatically, calling for help from anyone who might listen.

But he'd received no mercy. Changbin and Jeongin, ever eager to join the chaos, jumped in to help the two oldest members pin Seungmin to the floor, Chan's fingers immediately unbuttoning his shirt to access his vulnerable belly.

It had garnered even more helpless thrashing and louder screams from poor Seungmin, who by now had finally realized what was about to befall him. The moment Chan's fingers touched his skin, the puppy yelped, giggles of anticipation bubbling up even as he tried hard to suppress them.

Then Minho struck. The devious kitten, hiding behind Chan, had gone unnoticed until his fingers began wiggling under Seungmin's knees. The sensation was torturous already, what with the puppy's knees being an especially bad spot.

"AH! Mihihihinho hyuhuhung pleheHEASE NAHAHAHAHA!!" He'd thrown his head back into Binnie's lap, shaking it side to side as Chan laughed in amusement at his reactions.

"You're so cute when you're being tickled Minnie. Have I ever mentioned that before?" He mused playfully, his own hands coming to life and tracing a feather light path from the center of Seungmin's belly to his waist.

"Yehehehes youhuhu hahahave!! Youhuhu sahay ihit eheheveryhy tihihime!! Stohohohp!! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!!" His pleas fell on deaf ears, as the rest of the band came over to watch, Hyunjin even recording it for later.

This was precious material to tease Seungmin with (and even better to rile him up whenever he was in a certain mood). The artist chuckled to himself, mind racing with possibilities and the promise of seeing the cute puppy blush.

Meanwhile, the man in questions was struggling, every futile attempt at escape being rewarded with more intense tickles until the poor pup accepted his fate and laid back— letting the two have their fun. The lers switched spots often, never letting Seungmin have enough time to adjust to one when they attacked another spot.

It left their sweet lee squirming on the floor, hands straining against Changbin's hold. Squealing when either one found a particularly weak spot, loud belly laughter eventually dying down to breathless giggles as the two went on and on.

"Ihihi cahahan't, plehehease ihihi cahahahahan'r anyhyhymohohore!! Hyung, hyuhung pleahease ihim sohohihrryhy!" He gasped out with the last of his voice, laughter turning silent when they kept the torture up for another long minute before letting up.

"Learnt your lesson yet?" Minho quirked an eyebrow at the lee, lips twitching in a smirk when Seungmin nodded quickly. Cute.

The puppy's face was flushed pink, eyes teary and hair ruffled beyond saving. As soon as he had recovered, the stylists were on him, debating in hushed voices whether to redo his hair completely, until one stylist chimed in, "You know, the messy hair concept actually works on him."

And that only made Seungmin's face burn brighter as his band mates cackled hysterically in the background.

"W-wait... you're not really gonna keep it like this, are you?" He asked, incredulously, gaping like a fish out of water when one of the noonas fished out a mirror from her bag and let him have a look at himself.

"…I… but… Ugh, fine." Seungmin surrendered, much to the delight of the rest. "We should definitely tickle him more at shoots. What do you think, Minnie? Sounds fun, right?" It seemed like this teasing would never end now.

But even as the pup poked Hyunjin in retaliation, he couldn't help the grudging smile that took over.

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Long Drive

Lee: Jeongin, Seungmin Ler: Seungmin, Jeongin, Felix, Minho Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: Also just letting you guys know, your requests are in progress, I have ideas for them but I'm struggling to find the right words to make the story have a flow ig. I hope you can wait a little longer🥺🩷

Skz were on their way to film a new SKZ CODE episode. It was well into the evening and they had left shortly after a recording session. Tired but happy for a change in scene, the eight kids were either on their phones or chatting with each other.

Felix was laying on Innie's tummy, nuzzling into the warmth as he snored away. The thing is, Innie's top had ridden up a bit from how much Lix had moved in his sleep and his long blonde hair kept brushing along the thin strip of exposed skin.

At first Innie tried to keep it in, knowing how tired Lixie had been for the past week with his back-to-back schedules and not wanting to wake him up. But the sensation got unbearable when every time the van drove over a bump or pothole, Lixie's head moved… and so did his hair.

They still had a long way to go, at least a couple more hours of driving till they would be at their destination. And Jeongin was positive that no amount of willpower would be enough to get him through so much tickling on such a sensitive spot.

Seungmin, who had been watching this in amusement the entire time, slid a couple of fingers over to poke at the maknae’s sides, causing him to jump in surprise and startle poor Felix awake.

Panicking, Jeongin quickly patted his head, murmuring giggly apologies as he lulled the chick back to sleep. When he was sure that Felix was asleep again, he turned to glare at Minnie. “Hyung!”

The puppy looked away with a cheeky smile, only to yelp and fold over when Innie took his revenge, worming his index finger into the older’s belly button. He grinned as Seungmin squirmed away, sealing his lips tight.

The puppy knew he’d get wrecked if he woke up Minho who was sleeping next to him. “Innihihie, stohohop. Plehease. Mihihinho hyung wihill kihihihill MEHEHE,” the flustered puppy choked out between uncontrollable giggles. Jeongin just smirked back meanly at him, pressing in deeper to hear the squeak Seungmin let out.

He sounded like a rubber duck and Innie made sure to let him know, teasing the pup until his face burned in embarrassment. Innie didn’t let up. It was a long ride and they didn’t have great signal so he had been bored out of his mind. Now he had a new form of entertainment, and he wasn’t about to let it go juuust yet~.

What the two maknaes didn’t know was that Minho was not really asleep. He had merely been ‘resting his eyes’. And so was Felix. After being woken up, he’d simply pretended that Innie had put him back to sleep. He knew what was going on with how Innie’s entire body had been shaking with silent laughter earlier.

The two were now far more interested in the ongoing tickle fight between their youngest kids, dying to open their eyes so that they could catch a glimpse. It was impossible to fall asleep now, with the quiet snickers and squirming from the two as Seungmin retaliated by sneaking a shaky hand up to Innie’s ribs and borrowing them in.

Felix nearly ended up on the floor when Jeongin twisted aggressively with a yell. The sound rang out through the van and everyone’s attention was now diverted to the backseat. Minho and Felix internally sighing in relief when they could finally let up on their pretense and watch the fun.

Lix hastily grabbed at Innie’s waist to steady himself, which only resulted in a loud screech before the poor maknae dissolved into sweet hiccupy laughter. Felix only continued kneading at his spot once he sat up with a grin. And with Seungmin now wiggling his fingers at Innie’s neck, the boy in the middle was left in stitches.

“Wahahahait, nonoNO! Ihihit’s soohohohoo bahahahahaha.” The boy laughed with abandon, finding it useless to hold back now that he realized everyone was up. He tried to defend himself, grasping onto the two hands dancing all over his torso and under his shirt, but the tickling had made him much weaker, leaving him only able to helplessly hold the two offending hands.

The sensations felt so much worse knowing that he wasn’t even being restrained in any way and yet he couldn’t do anything to stop the sensations. It was only when Minho grabbed Seungmin’s free hand, yanked it away and buried his fingers deep into the hollow of his armpit, that Innie was granted a little reprieve.

The puppy was easily in hysterics, the hand he’d been tickling Innie with, instantly retracting to grab onto Lino’s hand and tugging at it desperately. “NO! Hahahaahaha hyuhung pleahehease! Ihihit tihihihiHICKLES AHAHAHAHAHAHA,” bubbly laughs flowed freely from his lips.

“Tell me Seungminie, how much does this tickle from 1 to 10~?” Seungmin screamed when Lino let go of his arm in favor of tickling his other armpit too, the boy jerking around as if he was being electrocuted. “Ten! Tehehen!! SHIT, it’s sohoho BAHAHAHAD AHAHAAHAAHA! PLEASE! Anyhywhehere buhut thehere~”

“Oh? Anywhere? Are you sure puppy~?” The teasy tone had warning bells ringing in the puppy’s head. But any remaining thoughts were tossed out his ears when Minho abruptly used both hands to squeeze the tops of his upper thighs. Seungmin was gonna DIE, his brain was fuzzy and howls of wild laughter were all his vocal cords could produce at this point. He was sure Lino was gonna kill him like this here.

And yet they both knew how much he loved this to even consider stopping.

Meanwhile, Felix had tossed a leg over Innie’s legs, half hugging the younger boy as he scratched softly at his hips. The chick knew how bad soft tickles were for their sensitive maknae. He giggled along with Innie as the boy bucked and kicked his feet, squeals punctuating his crazy giggles.

“Lihix hyuhung~~ not thihihis, ihihts tohoo muhuch.” “Nuh uh, you’re wayy too cute like this, baby,” he teased lightly, nuzzling his face into Innie’s neck and loving the squeals it earned him. Jeongin was very responsive to light tickles, even a brush of someone’s fingers on the right spot would have the little fox squealing and hopping away.

Exploiting this knowledge, Lix slipped his hand up Innie’s sweater and spidered all over his toned tummy, a tiny finger occasionally dipping into the maknae’s naval. His free hand scratched roughly over Jeongin’s upper ribs. High pitched giggles slipped easily from Innie’s lips, face and ears burning as he tried to escape the hold the older had on him.

“AHH, Lihihixie hyuhung stahahAHAAHAP, OH MY GOHOHD!! IHIHIT’S TIHIHICKLES!” Felix decided to finish off, pressing raspberries onto the boy’s sensitive neck and kneading harsly into Innie’s waist with his hands, sending him hurtling into silent laughs and hiccupy gasps. Jeongin didn’t know what to do, his brain fried as his hands pushed futilely as Felix’s head.

 After getting his fill of Innie’s laughter, Felix extracted himself from the giggly boy, stroking his hair and wiping the stray tears on his cheeks. Jeongin melted into the older’s touch, almost falling asleep at the pleasant feeling. He was snapped out from his doze when Seungmin knocked into him.

Latching his arms onto Seungmin’s tummy, Minho vibrated his fingers into the soft flesh and watching as the younger threw his head back and bucked his hips. It tickled so bad! The puppy threw himself against Jeongin’s side, trying to bring his knees up so that the older wouldn’t be able to reach him.

Minho let up when Minnie’s laughter silenced, spooning the boy from the side and guiding his head to rest on his shoulder. Seungmin heaved for air, clutching at his sides and flinching when Minho so much as moved a hand in his direction, which earned him snickers from the three watching him.

Jeongin wasn’t faring much better. Being more sensitive than the puppy, he felt like he’d been tortured. He had gotten a little longer to rest though, and was still draped over Lixie’s lap, a content smile on his face.

Belatedly, the two maknaes realized that everything was being recorded and scrambled to beg the editors to remove this part, blushing and whining with teary eyes at the camera. Meanwhile the two evil kittens sat back contently, having had their fun and feeling a little tired now.

“You really think we wouldn’t get revenge?” The sinister smiles the two youngest kids wore had Lino and Felix reeling back, trying to scoot as far away as they could, shaking their heads and holding their arms out in a futile defense.

It was safe to say that the rest of the drive served bubbly laughter as Lino and Felix were utterly wrecked, Hannie even reaching out in amusement from the seat in front of them to scribble at Minho’s sides.

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Sana week! 5 days to Sana's birthday.

For: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, titled: 'Practice it yourself!' Words: 1088 Note: I tried SO LONG to find the exact moment I was talking about here but I couldn't. Anyways, it's almost been a month since I've written anything, sorry for the inactivity and lack of finishing any requests...

T/w: Slight pinning, rough tickles Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one @minnielvrr @skzdiary Lee: Jisung, a bit of Minho Ler: Minho, a bit of Jisung

“How about we go over that second verse again?” Jisung mutters, his legs automatically moving to the groove that was stuck in his brain for the time being. His hand ran through his messy hair, some of it covering his eyebrows too. Poor Jisung had been having trouble memorising the second verse of S-class, struggling on his own while the others got along with the choreography perfectly fine. 

“Go and learn it yourself then.” Minho announces calmly, copying Jisung’s actions and ruffling up his own hair, a smile widening on his face almost in a nonchalant way. Jisung’s eyes could only widen in shock at what he was hearing, standing alone as he shrank into himself timidly, hearing the members laughing their heads off in the background. With a loud groan, he clung onto the elder, giving him huge puppy eyes while his arms squished the dancer closer to him, pulling them both down like he was a pit of quicksand. Even when Minho shoved at the head that was pressed against his thigh, it still didn’t deter the quokka from making them both lay down, Han pressed on top of the elder like a weight. 

“Now you have no choice but to teach me!” The younger huffed, ignoring the fact that Lee Know was letting out strained groans and mumbling every curse in the book, arms coming around to poke along the bunny’s side teasingly, a knowing grin spreading across his face. He was thrilled to see Minho’s face beginning to contort into a smile of his own, digging his fingers into his side gently while humming a tune; he knew the elder would never be able to resist his charm, no matter what. 

“Yohou brat…you behehetter stop..” Minho hisses, but finds himself trapped under Jisung’s weight anyway, tiny snickers beginning to leave his lips at the tingling sensation on his side. His cheeks puff up in an attempt to hold his laughter back, the younger letting out his own peals of laughter when the pair of thighs began to tremble and shake under him, vibrating partially onto his stomach. The practice room was left empty, no one able to save the poor bunny after a sighing leader ushered the rest out of the room for a ‘break’ to not disturb said duo.  

“I won’t stop until you teach me that damned choreography hyung!” Sure, maybe he did sound just a tiny bit too whiny to be considered normal. Sure, maybe he sounded like a petulant child that was denied a toy at the store during grocery shopping. Despite all above that may come across as the most embarrassing thing ever, it was rare that either of them ever let their guards down. But now that they were together, it felt so easy to do what wouldn’t be considered a norm, nothing able to hold them back now. 

“Then you can suffer the consequences instead!” Minho barked, before shoving his nimble fingers, that were once so very useless and laying limp against his sides, to park themselves snugly into the younger’s underarms. They were unmoving, but instantly, Han was quick to retract his hands with an ungodly high-pitched scream, pleas for mercy immediately leaving his mouth as fast as lightning; it was almost as if he wasn’t pouting and trying to tickle the Lee Minho to get his way just a few moments ago. 

“Hyung hyuhuhung please I’m sorry!” The pitiful quokka babbled, anxious giggles spilling from his lips when he felt his body instinctively backing away, almost shrinking into himself. He shrieked loudly when his back hit the wooden floor, shaking his head in desperation when he spotted the usual Cheshire grin on Minho’s face, it was as clear as day he was planning something. What was it? He didn’t know at all. And he dreaded trying to even find out. 

The elder remained silent, his fingers tenderly swiping up and down the ace’s underarms, biting back the urge to mischievously snicker at the squeals and giggles he got from the tiny action. He was barely doing anything, but each swipe felt like another electric shock up his spine, the anticipation building up so painful that it was almost humiliating. Han Jisung, youngest member of KOMCA, known as the fourth generation ace, was brought down by a few swipes to his armpits. He could only feel his cheeks heating up at the thoughts that ran through his mind, and worst of all? Lee Know hadn’t said a word, leaving it to simply be Han’s thoughts spiralling him into absolute madness; and he wouldn’t be all that surprised if the bunny already predicted this would happen. 

“Plehehease it’s torture- WAHAHA! HYUHUHUNG!” Jisung squealed when Minho finally dug his fingers deep into the younger’s underarms, one hand kneading deep circles into the sensitive flesh while the other practically vibrated in the centre of the plushy flesh. One could only pray for Han’s life afterwards, echoes of booming hysterics sounding through the practice room walls; a mixture of consequences from his own overactive imagination and the anticipation of what was already coming. He couldn’t decide which was worse, both of the rough sensations frying his brain completely as he threw his head back with cackles. 

“Ah see? I fixed it.” Minho dryly comments, like he had solved all of Jisung’s problems with whatever he was doing right now; a word that Jisung liked to call: Inhumane torture being inflicted onto his fragile and suffering body. No matter how much the younger kicked, even landing a few tiny ones onto Lee Know’s stomach, who simply just chuckled at the feeling as if it was a normal thing to be experiencing, the fingers wouldn’t even budge an inch, arching his back in a futile attempt to relieve the sensations. 

“NOHOHO MORE! I CAHAHAN’T!” Han practically screamed, deflating akin to a popped balloon when Minho finally relented, albeit a bit reluctantly. That was a shocker, considering that tears of mirth haven’t even welled up in his eyes yet. He let out a shocked yelp when the dancer gently pulled him up and into his arms, a nose burying itself into his hair and getting a whiff of the pine shampoo that came with. Although they were both on the hard wooden floor of the room, neither of them found it uncomfortable, saying nothing about the tickle fight, or the playful banter, simply basking in each other’s presence. 

And yes, Jisung did end up learning the choreography on his own anyway. 

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- Backstage

- Lee! Seungmin | Ler! Jeongin

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Seungmin and Jeongin were teasing each other again. Nothing out of the ordinary. The older had obviously started it, making a snarky comment towards the maknae who obviously bit back with a sassy remark, or a punch to the brunet's shoulder.

Normally, Seungmin would react with a dramatic outburst, or a punch back to the maknae. But this time was different.

As the two were in the backstage room, waiting to perform their newest song, District 9, Seungmin made one of his playful insults yet again. In retaliation, the youngest stuffed his fingers into the crook of the other's neck. He wasn't really expecting much, maybe an over exaggerated yell of pain, but instead he was met with a gasp as the older pressed his shoulder to his ear. I.N was surprised when the boy went completely silent, not even throwing another playful jibe. In confusion, Jeongin merely pushed his fingers in further, shocked with what he heard in return.

A slew of high pitched giggles made its way out of Seungmin's mouth as he kept his shoulders scrunched up tightly. "Stohohop tickling mehehehehehe!” He grabbed onto the maknae's wrist and pulled, trying to get those devious fingers out of his neck.

Jeongin allowed the older to pull his hand away, staring at said boy with wide, incredulous eyes. “Wait, hyung’s ticklish!?” The maknae blurted out.

“Yeah yeah whatever.” Seungmin shrugged, gasping when he was suddenly pushed to the ground.

The youngest sat comfortably on the brunet’s waist. “But just how ticklish are you..?” He asked with an evil grin plastered to his face.

“W-wait!” The older stuttered. “G-get off of me you brat! I swear I’ll get you f-fohohohor thihihihis!” The moment he felt fingers tickling his sides, he crumbled into a heap of giggles.

I.N just ignored him, pressing his thumbs into the boy’s lower sides and rubbing in circular motions, causing Seungmin to choke on a squeal. “GAH! Nohohohohohoooo!” He shoved at the maknae’s arms but couldn’t seem to dislodge those tickling fingers from his torso.

“Where are you most ticklish?” Jeongin asked, trying to worm his fingers into Seungmin’s armpits, but finding it difficult due to the older’s clamped arms. “That’s not fair! Let me in!”

“Nohohoho get ohohohoff of me! I’ll tell Chahahannie hyuhuhuhuhung!!” The boy cried, trying to wiggle out of the maknae’s tight grip.

As if on cue, Chan just so happened to be walking by the two while on his way to get his stage makeup done. “Getting him good?” He asked like a proud dad, causing both Seungmin and Jeongin to perk their heads up. At this distraction, the youngest was able to shove his fingers up the vocalists armpits, satisfied with the shriek the other produced.

“AGH! CHAHAHANAHAHAN HYUHUHUHAHAHAHA TEHELL HIM TO STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Seungmin cackled out, bucking his hips up and twisting from side to side under his attacker.

The leader grinned at the scene. “Just don’t kill him.” He smiled at the two maknaes before making his way towards the stylists.

“NOHOHOHOHO DOHOHOHON’T LEHEHEHEHEAVE! YOU HAVE TO HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEAHAHA!!” Seungmin yelled, panic in his eyes. He shook his head violently, arms still glued to his sides as Jeongin continued to wiggle and dig into his sensitive pits. “I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T!” He screamed, and the sheer volume of it finally convinced the younger to pull his hands out from under the boy’s arms.

“Oh god you’re so ticklish. Was that your worst spot?” The boy asked innocently, causing Seungmin’s face to heat up.

“N-no but it’s pretty bad…” The brunet was embarrassed to say the least, especially when I.N’s eyes lit up with excitement.

He scanned the older’s body. “Then where is it?” He grinned before experimenting a little. He poked the upper part of the boy’s ribs.

“Is it here?”

Seungmin flinched and gave a small giggle, but other than that there were no major reactions.

“Here?” This time Jeongin poked the lower part of the vocalist’s ribs, making him jolt rather aggressively. “Ooh good spot?” Said boy teased before taking two of his fingers and pushing them into the area where Seungmin’s ribs started on each side.

The boy jerked upwards, high pitched laughter spilling out of him immediately. “Wahahahahait! Gehehet ohohohoffAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” His hysterics increased when the maknae massaged his thumbs into the area.

“Ooh, so the thumbs always get you,” The younger teased, “How bad would it be if I did this in your armpits instead?” I.N lifted his fingers from the brunet’s ribs, looking for a way he could get into the older’s underarms.

Seungmin absolutely freaked. “Really bad! Please don’t! Nonononono! It’s gonna tickle too much Jeongin, please!!”

Now, I.N knew it would be impossible to make the poor boy willingly lift his arms. He had already tried a variety of tactics, like poking into the brunet’s sides, or tasering his lower ribs again, or giving a quick squeeze to his kneecap, which was by far the most effective. The only problem was that Jeongin couldn’t whirl around fast enough before Seungmin’s hands were protecting his armpits again. “Ugh, you’re impossible.” The maknae groaned, pulling a smug smile from the boy under him.

Oh how he was determined to wipe that smirk off the older’s face.

Without thinking, the youngest stuffed his fingers back into Seungmin’s neck, making said boy scrunch up as he tried to protect both sides. “Stahahahahahap itttt! Yohou’re ticklish hehehere too you knohohohohow! How wohould you feheheel if I dihid this to yohohohohohohou!”

Jeongin just grunted in anger. He knew he was incredibly ticklish on his neck, he didn’t need reminding! Frustratedly, he buried his wiggling fingers deeper into the area just above Seungmin’s collar bones. That spot seemed to get the brunet the best.

On the other hand, the tickling was getting harder and harder to handle for the older. No matter how much he scrunched up or squeezed his eyes shut, it just wasn’t enough. The maknae was already too deep into his neck and his efforts to protect himself only seemed to make it tickle worse. “GEHEHEHET OUT OF THEHEHEHERE! I’m beheing seheheheherious!!” The vocalist yelled. But his helplessness only seemed to motivate the attacker to continue.

“Stop me then.” The younger deadpanned, trying to get further into the boy’s neck despite the brunet’s efforts to block him.

Seungmin could feel the maknae trying to wiggle his fingers deeper in and oh boy did it tickle. In a moment of weakness, the victim forgot all about covering his sensitive underarms. “Okahayokayokahahahahayyy!!” He reached up to grab at the boy’s wrists, his laughter squeaky and nearly silent.

“Gotcha!” Jeongin cheered, rapidly shoving his thumbs into Seungmin’s hollows and kneading the area roughly.

Seungmin went ballistic. “GAH!! NOHOHOHOHOHO STOP!! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA I SAID STOHOHOHOHOPAHAHAHA!!”

“Aww looks like someone can’t handle having their armpits tickled~” I.N cooed, laughing at Seungmin’s violent thrashing and squirming.

The older could only throw his head back in response, laughter being the only sound coming from his mouth. He tried desperately to lift the younger’s hands, or shove his own fingers under Jeongin’s tickling ones, but nothing seemed to work. “I HAHAHAHAHAHATEHAHAHAHAHA—” His voice cut out and his hysterics went silent and he resorted to shaking his head and bucking up as much as he could.

“You hate what?” Jeongin teased, deciding to stop his tickling in hopes of keeping the older alive before their stage. “You hate… me?” He emphasized the me with a poke to the other’s tummy, just below his belly button.

“GYAH!!” Seungmin jerked to the side and grabbed onto the maknae’s wrists. “Nonononono! Okayokay you got me! I’m sorry! I swear I’ll never make fun of you ever again!” The boy tried bargaining with the younger, but unfortunately for him, Jeongin had his mind made up.

“Oh you just gave yourself away~” The youngest smirked, lifting the brunet’s shirt up just enough to expose his whole stomach, then taking all ten of his fingers he carefully poked them into his lower tummy to test the waters.

And Seungmin absolutely screamed. “AGHHH!! WAHAAAAAIT!!”

"Does this even count as tickling? I’m barely touching you!” I.N exclaimed before vibrating his fingers into the boy’s v-line.

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” The vocalist’s face went red at the ridiculous sounds escaping his lips. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE I’M SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Seungmin tried to beg but could barely get any words out, instead clawing at the maknae’s arms in desperation.

Jeongin laughed along with the boy, finding this situation way more entertaining than he should have. For fun, he stuck his pointer finger into Seungmin’s belly button, expecting the area to be less sensitive to give the boy a breather.

Instead he was met with the loudest, most high pitched screech he had ever heard from the older. Even the maknae flinched at the sound, but nonetheless continued to wiggle a finger into the boy’s navel. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you scream like that before!” He teased.

Seungmin had to admit, he was rather grateful when his laughter turned silent. I mean, it was better than I.N hearing the humiliating noises that would have been produced otherwise. But still, it tickled like crazy!

Jeongin was still laughing at the boy who was arching his back as high as he could, before slamming it back down when the youngest would push further in. As if he didn’t know I.N would wiggle deeper in again, Seungmin would proceed to arch his back once more and this process would repeat over and over again. Said boy’s legs kicked wildly as he intentionally kneed Jeongin in the back repeatedly.

“Ouch hyung, that hurts!” The maknae would whine, and poke Seungmin’s outstretched tummy in punishment. Again causing the brunet to come crashing down from his arched position. All the strength in his body was long gone and the boy had resorted to wrapping his hands around I.N’s wrist, too weak to pull that singular finger out.

“Stray Kids, you’re up in five!” One of the staffs called from another room.

The poor boy’s laughter came back for a split second and it was wild and squealy. “WEHE HAHAHAHAHAVE TO—AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! GOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! JEHEONGIHIHAHAHAHA—!!”

Jeongin finally took pity on his hyung, climbing off of his hips and fixing the older’s ridden up shirt.

“Whahat is wrohong with you! That’s noho way to treat your ehelders. I almost died you know!” The boy panted between leftover giggles.

I.N just laughed and helped the boy up as they made their way towards the stage. When they looked around, there were staff members trying to hide their giggles, or giving Seungmin empathetic smiles.

“What’s going on? Why are they doing that?” The brunet whispered to the younger. Jeongin shrugged, and the two were waved over by the rest of their members who were about ready to head to the stage.

Changbin made eye contact with the two, smiling mischievously. “We heard it all you know.” He grinned, the rest of the boys all mocking Seungmin’s hysterical laugh, and some even mimicking his “Jeongin I’m serious!”, “I said stop!” or some sort of variation. The second youngest’s cheeks turned a bright red as he smacked the maknae’s across the back hard.

In response, Jeongin poked both of his pointer fingers into the boy’s lower tummy, pulling a squawk from the vocalist and another onslaught of laughter and teasing from the rest of the members.

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i said i was gonna write about how the member’s found out about eachother being ticklish didn’t i😉 i accidentally posted this when it was a rough draft and i swear the private post button disappeared so i had to screenshot the request i’m sryyy😞😞

also i changed the ler from skz to jeongin so i hope that’s ok with the anon but i doubt they’ll even read this cus the request is from like last year…😭

tbh i haven’t written since i posted that last hyunjin fic and i just randomly started writing this last night omg😭😭 but i hope u guys like this idk i think it’s cuteeee

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Q AND A TIME

y’all can ask me some questions about anything! mainly writing questions, personally questions and process questions are accepted!

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@itzsana-kiddingmenow YOUR TOO SWEET XX

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~Reassurance~

lee! seungmin

ler! channie

n/a: this is a tickle fic, feel free to scroll if this is not your cup of tea! 😭☕️

tw: nothing! only soft tickles 😮‍💨🙏

in the studio, chan and the staff were busy creating the music tracks for their new album “HOP”. They’re deep into the recording process for “U (FT. TABLO),” working together to fine-tune every detail of the track. The studio is a flurry of focused energy as the team collaborates, running through the song’s layers and adjusting elements to perfect the sound. Each take is met with feedback, fine adjustments, and a shared commitment to bringing the song to its full potential, with their lovely leader at the helm, ensuring everything aligns with the vision he has for the track.

In the recording booth, the talented puppy sang his parts of the track, nailing each note on time. eventually seungmin came to the verse “All i want is U” and struggled to get the right tone and pitch.

seungmin: “hyungggg, i can’t do it! it’s too difficult!”

minnie groaned because he wanted his lines to be to perfect and bang on right. it was difficult as the verse was so low, not his the way how he usually sings. His hyung tried his best to encourage the younger to try his best.

Channie: “don’t worry minnie, you’re doing great, just try to sing it more with a calmer tone and add try to bend where it says “..is U.”

After numerous tries the vocalist just couldn’t get it correctly how he wanted it to be. He felt a prick of tear trying to escape his eye. Why can’t i do it correctly? he thought to himself. Seungmin walked out of the recording booth and stood at the coffee table overviewing his lines on the paper he analyzed earlier.

Staff: “i think why you are going wrong is because when you get to the part of “..is U”, you keep forgetting to bend it which is making it more difficult to maintain without it sounding off pitch.”

The puppies eyes lit up with realization as he had been struggling this whole time due to one little error that he could simply correct. Minnie gets a tiny bit embarrassed and covers his face smiling into his hands. The elder starting laughing at his cuteness and pulled him onto his lap hugging his waist.

Chan: “See, what did i tell you? I told you to bend the last 2 words you dummy!”

The wolf playfully and mischievously pulls minnie into a ticklish hug. Seungmin bursts into laughter, squirming as he tries to wiggle free, his face lighting up with amusement. Bang Chan grins, his voice light and teasing: “I told you so,”

he says with a playful tone, continuing to gently poke at Seungmin’s sides, knowing exactly where to target to make him laugh uncontrollably. Seungmin laughs harder, protesting between breaths,

Seungmin: "Nohohohoho! This is sohohohoho unfahahahair"

He tries to push Bang Chan’s hands away, but his efforts are futile, his laughter only growing louder as he squirms more.

Seungmin: “Plehehehease, it’s sohoho bad! I’ll kill yohohohou"

The vocalist manages to say, still caught in the playful onslaught. Bang Chan chuckles, his hold on him tightening just a little.

Chan: “I’d like to see you try,”

he teases, clearly enjoying the moment of lighthearted mischief. Seungmin, unable to stop laughing, gives up, letting himself relax in the embrace, his cheeks flushed with the joy of the moment. The staff laugh finding the scene between the 2 cute. Unexpectedly, seungmin felt another pair of hands softly raise his arms above his head with one hand holding then in place whilst another crawled its way to his underarms.

Seungmin: “yahahahaha! Stohohop it! Let gohoHOHAHAHA!”-

the singers laughter increased to soft giggles and bubbly gasps. The poor guy couldn’t handle 2 of his weakest spots be attacked at the same time.

Chan: “Hah, jackpot puppy! Are you gonna listen to me next time or do you want this to happen again?

Seungmin: “PLEHEHEHEASE, I CAHAHAN’T TAKE IT! MOVE SPOHOHOHTS LR STAHSHAOH HYUNG!”

after another 2 torturous minutes of ticklish agony, chan and his mystery helper let minnie off for now. He was still softly giggling trying to regain his breath with his head resting in channie’s neck.

chan: “will you listen next time?”

seungmin: (muttering softly and fast) “noilikeditalothyungbutitsembarrassing..”

chan began to gently trace his neck and collarbones again with eyes twinkling at the puppy.

chan: “awww, your so cute”

seungmin doesn’t fight back and just lets him do it, as he giggles, he looks up to the ceiling and sees a glimpse of black long flowing hair quickly shoot back.

seungmin: “wahahahait! jinnie hyung! did you hold my arms uhuhuhup?”

the mysterious helper has now been discovered

hyunjin: “sorry i had no choice, you needed to be taught a lesson”

seungmin: “maybe you need to be taught one later as well..”

Min gave his hyung a cute cheeky smirk. Hyunjin knew he was in for a ride later tonight

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