#Lee Jeongin

[minnielvrr]

Day 22. Possessed

Lee: Jeongin Ler: Chan Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: it's been a while since i posted a fic hehe (sorry about that)😅 I hope you guys like this🤗💖

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

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

Chan first discovered it one night, absentmindedly petting FoxI.Ny’s belly as he began drifting off to sleep. Meanwhile, Jeongin was humming in the shower, but his rhythmic tune quickly shifted into shrieky cackles.

And at first, Chan had been concerned, calling out to check on the maknae only to be waved off. Pouting at how Jeongin didn’t care for his affection anymore, he whined to the plush, brushing his fingers over its sides and ribs.

To throw a mini tantrum, he poked at where he assumed the little fox’s navel would be, digging in and wiggling his finger around. He’d do this to Innie too when he catches him later.

“He used to be so cute, all ‘Channie hyung this’ and ‘Channie hyung that’,” he complained, the featherlight brushing of his fingertips turning into harsher pokes to the doll’s torso that eventually morphed into scribbles over the soft material.

And for every stroke of his finger, Chan registered that the maknae’s laughter grew louder and louder until he was stumbling out of the bathroom. A towel was wrapped hastily around his hips, and bubbles of soap lined his broad shoulders.

Jeongin’s wide eyes and flushed cheeks made him look both surprised and completely helpless. His hands were clutching his sides tightly as water dripped on to the floor, forming a puddle at his feet.

His laughs were bordering on hysterical at this point and it was starting to alarm the leader. Their maknae had never acted like this before… and yet the whole scene felt vaguely familiar.

Jeongin’s face was beet red and he was gasping for breath as he flailed and scrambled about, his fingers scratching at his exposed torso as he attempted to get rid of the phantom sensations.

“Stop, stop stahahap!!” He pleaded, seemingly to no one. The leader was just about to rush to the younger’s side when his thumb accidentally prodded the plushie’s belly and Innie squealed loudly, flinching as he tried to cover his tummy too.

Chan paused. “No way…” he murmured, looking from the plush in his hands to the boy sputtering and giggling outside their bathroom.

Chan paused mid-poke, fingers hovering over the little plush as he quickly pieced together what was happening. He stared at the doll in his hands and then at the giggling, scrambling boy on the other side of the room.

“No way… could this actually be…?” he wondered, an impish grin spreading across his face. To test his theory, he gently kneaded FoxI.Ny’s sides, watching with brimming glee as Jeongin shrieked, clutching at his own. “This… is going to be fun.”

Stuffing FoxI.Ny under his pillow, he hopped off the bed and sprinted over to Innie whose knees had given out. Chan gently rubbed his back as the younger wheezed, his hand pressed to his chest.

“Innie, what’s going on?” He asked, doing his best to keep a poker face. He had a pretty good idea what was going on, but he wanted to hear Jeongin admit it.

“I-I’m not sure hyungie. I was taking a shower one moment and then I suddenly felt like I was being tickled all over. It was so scary, I thought it’d never stop.” Innie stammered out, breathing shakily.

He was trembling, arms wrapped around himself protectively and Chan felt like the worst person ever. He hadn’t at all intended to make his baby uncomfortable.

Standing up, he walked over to the bed and grabbed the doll. His abrupt actions puzzled Innie enough to direct his focus to Chan who held up the little doll.

He bit back a laugh, trying to look as nonchalant as possible as an excited buzz filled him.

‘Maybe just one more poke…Just one?’ He thought, his fingers twitching with barely-contained mischief but he decided to hold back. Perhaps it would be even more fun when Jeongin actually knew what was going on.

“That’s…. FoxI.Ny.” The maknae looked confused. Chan smiled a little, scraping his nail softly over the little fox’s tummy and in turn, Jeongin jolted, grabbing at his stomach as he giggled breathlessly.

“Oh.” The maknae looked even more puzzled than before, then as Chan brought a pair of wiggling fingers to hover over the doll, he shrieked. “Hyung, no! Please youhu have nohoho idea how bahad it tihickles,” he implored and Chan relented.

“Okay okay, you finish your night routine and then we can have our fun.” The leader set the doll down gingerly on his pillow and brought his hands up in a surrendering gesture.

“You mean your fun, right? You’ll just be torturing me!” Innie teased with a sparkle in his eyes.

“Hey, don’t even try to pretend like you don’t love it just as much as I do!” Innie poked his tongue out at him and shut the door to the bathroom behind him, leaving Chan to plan just how well he’d wreck his baby soon.

Innie took… much longer than usual to finish up, spending the better part of an hour hiding behind the pretense of completing his hair, skin and nail care. Chan let him, finding the younger’s nervousness endearing to the highest level.

He wondered if the other plushies around their dorm also had the same effect and not wanting to suffer the same fate he was going to inflict on Innie soon, he ventured out to find it.

He found both Wolf Chan and Leebit sitting on their dining table, sandwiched between two mugs as PuppyM stood over them with a fork taped to his hand and an unnerving smile on his face.

Chan giggled at the setup. Of course, Seungmin’s son was reigning supreme, even in their world.

He tucked Wolf Chan safely away in his hoodie, holding the other two in one hand and used his free hand to scribbled at their hips.

It earned him twin shrieks from Lixie’s room and a barrage of squabbling ensued when Minho and Seungmin began accusing everyone around them.

Chan didn’t wait around, zooming into the kitchen where he found Bbok.Ari hugging Dwaekki while Jiniret and Han Quokka guarded over their fruit basket with straws as their weapons of choice.

He gathered them all into his arms, stuffing some of the plushie in his hoodie pocket before making his way back to his room, buzzing with excitement. Every plushie he tucked into his hoodie felt like a new secret weapon.

Just thinking about his baby’s cute giggles and desperate pleas made him want to squeal with joy. He walked in on Jeongin searching the room desperately.

“Looking for this, Innie?” He called, watching with building amusement at the way the maknae flinched, then stilled. “Hyung…. I was just…”

The way he stood made Chan want to laugh. Innie looked so small and adorable, his hair still damp from the shower and the apples of his cheeks beginning to glow with a pink hue.

“You’re not running away from me, Innie~ I can find you with a simple swipe riiiight—ACK!” The moment he brought the plush out, Jeongin lunged, tackling Chan to the floor and stuffed his hands in the older’s armpits.

“Noahahahaha thihihis ihisn’t hohohow thihis wahas suppohosed tohoho gohohoho!!”

Chan gasped, giggles bubbling up as he struggled, arms wrapping tightly around the plushies he currently had on his person. Jeongin’s fingers were ruthless, digging into the centers of his pits— a spot the younger knew well to be Chan’s weak point.

“How’s that feel hyung-ah? Should I keep you giggling so sweetly for meHEHE—AH NOHOHOHO!!” While Jeongin was busy taunting him, the leader had found his doll, focusing all his effort on drilling into FoxI.Ny’s underarms.

The youngest fell back with a screech, kicking his feet and shaking his head as a wide, dimpled smile made its way to his face.

Catching his breath, Chan couldn’t help but grin, his heart swelling at Jeongin’s desperate laughter. Gosh, Innie was just too cute when he was like this

His face always lit up in the most adorable shade of pink, with little splotches of red deepening as the ticklish sensations got to him.

“What’s wrong Innie? You were so smug just a minute ago! Can’t take what you dish out?” Chan teased; eyes gleaming when the effects of his words manifested in the form of Jeongin’s pretty face being shoved into a pillow.

“Youhuhu ahahahre soHOHOHO UNFAHAHAIR CHAHAHANNIE HYUHUHUNG!” He whined, helpless through a stream of uncontrollable cackles.

“Now, be good for me, baby. Let me hear those pretty laughs,” Chan murmured, easing the pillow away with a soft, almost fond smile.

Exposed, the poor boy tried crawling away, twisting and rolling around to escape. However, the attempt only served to amuse the older.

“nahahAHAHAHA, NOHOT THEHEHERE! PLEASE HYUHUHUNG OHOHO MYHY GAHAHAD!!”

Jeongin staggered around, finally collapsing onto the floor in a fit of cackles when Chan aimed for the plushie's hips. He yelped, hands flying down to his own and clawing at the skin.

Somehow even his touch tickled, his raking fingers sending more shockwaves up his spine and frying his brain. It seemed that no matter what he did, he was well and truly at the mercy of their leader.

When twisting and turning didn’t seem to work either, Innie resorted to punching the fluffy carpet near their bed, eyes tearing up and cheeks aching from laughing so much.

“Yah keep it down, you’re gonna wake everyone up,” the oldest chided lightly, giggling at the way Innie struggled to retort but his words were swallowed by another onslaught of laughter.

“Ihihihim tryhyhyhing! Ihihim tryahahahaying!! Hyuhuhung ahahahahahahaha!!” It was even more fun knowing that while Chan knew that the rest were awake, sweet, naive Innie did not.

“Slohohow dohohohown!! Chahannie hyuhuhung pleheHEASE!!” He begged, hands clamping over his face to muffle his sounds but he couldn’t help but be loud with the way Chan’s fingers danced over the plushie’s vulnerable body.

“Okay.” And just like that, Chan let up. Jeongin gasped for breath, shooting a suspicious look over to the older. “That easy?” He asked, eyes narrowed.

“I never said this was over~ Now, how about a deal? I’ll stop if you give me a kiss, right here.” He tapped his cheek, eyes crinkling when Jeongin gagged playfully.

“No? Well then… Oh! I can finally get you to admit it with this!” Chan gasped out suddenly, eyes wide and bright and brimming with mischief.

And with that, the older’s hands were back. Chan resumed lightly, just tracing the tips of his fingers teasingly over FoxI.Ny’s sides and up his arms.

The action had Innie letting out the softest giggles, squirming from where he lay on the floor. “Nohohoho, nohohot agahahahahain!”

“Geez, how are you already laughing baby? I really can’t believe how ticklish you are.” The way Chan said it, completely matter of fact, without any teasing just made it worse. But Innie powered through. It’s not like he had a lot of options here.

The sweet sounds warmed Chan’s heart, his own smile stretching wide as he watched the youngest melt under his touch.

“Ahadmit whahahat?” Innie’s voice was growing more incoherent by the second. “That you actually really love the affection we show you!” Chan looked a little too determined for Innie to think he was bluffing.

“Ihihihi dohoHOHON’T!!” He tried protesting but the oldest wouldn’t hear it.

“Okay be that way then maknae-ah~ I’m not the one who’s gonna be tickled out of his mind.”

The softness didn’t last long, though. The leader walked over to him, and ticking the plushie with one hand he used the other to alternate tickling the same spot or a different spot on Innie's body.

“Ahhh IhihIHI HAHAHAHATE YOUHUHUHU!!” Jeongin giggled frantically, jerking away, when Chan changed spots, as if he could escape the torment.

The overlapping sensations sent the poor boy into hysterics, voice high pitched and rough as he howled with laughter. He fought weakly against Chan, but the older clearly had the upper hand here.

“FUHUHUHUCK HYUHUHUNG YOUHUH’RE KIHIHILLIHING MEHEHEHE!!” He all but wailed, Chan tsking at him to not be so dramatic.

There was no hope of the sweet torture ending and the younger boy started to feel a little light headed and buzzed, eyes dropping with exhaustion and laughter slowly dying down.

Jeongin’s resolve was broken easily. The exhaustion from the day and the older’s ruthless actions chipping away at the remains of his willpower.

“FIHIHINE IHIhi lohove youhuhur affectiohon!” He giggled out with the lasts of his breath, Innie’s laughter going silent soon after.

It was then that Chan stopped, helping him sit up and bringing an uncapped bottle of water to his lips. He drank the cool liquid in a daze, giggles still spilling out as random tingles zoomed over his skin.

He felt hyper aware now of where the leader's hands rested around his waist, flinching at the slightest movement.

Chan laughed at him, assuring him that he would be spared in exchange for a kiss and by now, the maknae was too exhausted to put up any act of disgust.

So, he leaned over and pecked Chan's cheek, huffing out a laugh at the blush that flooded the older's face.

Chan was so adorably transparent with his emotions. He leaned in again and pecked Chan's other cheek just so he could watch their usually bold eldest break down into shy giggles, hiding his face in Jeongin's chest.

“Stooop!” He whined, growing flustered from the younger’s unexpected affection.

And feeling suddenly emboldened by Chan’s reactions, Jeongin cupped his face, littering kisses on every inch of skin he could reach.

Then he sat back, still holding Chan's face up to look at him as his skin grew hotter under Innie's hands and redder under his amused gaze.

"You're so cute hyung." He told him, sending a scribble to his side as he got up and brushed himself off before climbing in bed—specifically in Chan's bed.

That night, he cuddled the oldest for a change, which allowed him gleeful little perks like leaning over to whisper to Chan every way he'd tickle him, all the different techniques he'd use on each of the leader's worst spots once he had Wolf Chan in his hands. He tapped over the spots for emphasis, thoroughly enjoying how each touch made the older jerk in his hold.

"I won't let you escape hyung-ah. I'm going to wring out all your squeakiest laughs and I'm going to record it. And what if I even get you to snort?”

Chan squeaked, trying to cover his ear but Jeongin wrapped his arms around him, pinning Chan’s own to his sides and rendering them useless.

"There's no escape hyungie~" He cooed in the older's ear. For once, he had hyung right where he wanted him, and he wasn’t going to let the opportunity slip.

“Maybe Hannie hyung or Binnie hyung would use it in our next song~ Just imagine it, your cute little squeals for STAY to hear! They’d love it so much!" He mused softly, smirking when Chan's ears burned and the older squirmed in his hold, breath hitching and stuttering at his words.

"What's the matter, hyung? If just hearing about it makes you this flustered, I can't wait for the real thing." He teased. Jeongin knew it was mean, he also knew how much Chan liked being teased despite how shy he got.

He gently petted the older’s hair, helping him calm down from the embarrassment. Chan eventually gave him the little plush, smoothening his hands over its ruffled fur one last time before Jeongin snatched it away.

Then the older turned and pulled him into a hug; the kind that seemed to last for ages and take away every last bit of your strength. The kind that makes your worries and fears and insecurities fade feel not as heavy anymore.

He nestled his face into Chan’s shoulder, letting himself relax completely and enjoying the warmth radiating from Chan’s embrace.

Chan didn’t speak, didn’t say anything and he appreciated that. It made him feel cherished in a way he hadn’t quite expected.

It’s was nice, he thought, how Chan could make him feel so safe just by being close. Playfulness aside, there was something grounding about being held like this, something that made him feel… protected.

Chan’s hugs were like his own quiet version of healing, an unspoken promise of comfort that Jeongin had come to depend on more than he’d ever admit.

Feeling a swell of gratitude, Jeongin gave Chan’s arm a gentle squeeze, letting his eyes drift shut as he whispered, “Thanks, hyung. I mean it.”

The next morning, a lot of things seemed suddenly much more exciting. Rested and ready, the duo now had a secret weapon against everyone else in the band.

The two plotting against Minho this way. The next day, Chan tackled Minho during one of their breaks between dance practices, hands immediately going to the younger's ribs and vibrating into the crevices.

As he did, he glanced up, making eye contact with Jeongin, twin smirks appearing before Innie pulled out Leebit and began tickling roughly over its belly.

The maknaes fingers were quick, flitting about, one hand easily becoming two as Minho gasped, his hands shooting down to his belly from where they'd been grappling with Chan's.

“Get ohohohoff!! Youhuhuhuhu’re heheavyhy and groHOHOSS!!” He squealed, back arching and head thrown back as he struggled. Minho's attempts to hold his frown were truly admirable, but ultimately useless.

He couldn't see who was tickling his stomach, feeling pretty sure that both of Chan's hands were busy at his ribs. Not knowing his other attacker only made Minho feel more sensitive.

“Fuhuhuhuhck CHAHAHAHANNIE HYUHUHUNG PLEHEHEASE!!” He begged, helplessly struggling to escape.

But he wasn't allowed the luxury of having anything more than surface level thoughts when another pair of hands began squeezing his thighs and curling under his knees. Insults and retorts rose and died at the tip of his tongue.

And no matter how hard Minho kicked out, the movements didn't so much as pause, sending him spiraling into a giggly demise. How tragic.

This was what teamwork looked like—or at least, what their teamwork looked like. Perfectly in sync, with Chan’s hands scribbling over Minho’s hips and Jeongin’s own squeezing and poking his sides.

Together, the two reduced poor, ticklish Minho to a mess of laughter. His clothes and hair ruffled beyond help and neck and ears painted a beautiful shade of crimson.

They didn’t let up on their victim until the 15-minute break was over, Minho looking like he’d run a marathon as he lay limp on the floor.

“I’ll get you back Chan-ah!” The kitten vowed from his spot, “both you and your sneaky little helper!” But his flushed cheeks and teary eyes dampened the weight of his threat.

Chan and Jeongin shared a look, grinning smugly to themselves. There was still much, much more fun to be had and mischief to be dealt before they gave away their little secret.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 2k

𝙖/𝙣: dunno how to feel about this one yall

𝙩/𝙬: use of restraints for jeongin’s part, but not heavily mentioned, rough tickles

𝒍𝒆𝒆: minho, jeongin

𝙡𝙚𝙧: chan, jeongin, minho

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

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

No matter how many times he thought of it, Jeongin didn’t understand how bursting into his arch-nemesis’ lair would let them beat him. 

Although…Chan always had seemed fond of their rival…teasing, flirty smirks and quips exchanged between the two, but what Jeongin knew was that Chan cherished Minho’s smile more than anything else. 

It was pretty appealing to watch the two, even though in the end one would always end up bandaging the others’ wounds. It was a…complicated relationship. 

These thoughts raced through the sidekick’s head as he snuck into the familiar place through the back entrance, breaking the lock in. 

Jeongin assumed Minho would probably be asleep, considering it was 12:30 in the morning. 

He reached for his device in his pocket, intent on calling Chan and letting him know he made it.

Jeongin never got that chance. 

Lights switched on and he was thrown to the floor with a grunt as Minho raised a glass bottle over his head. Innie shrieked in fear and held his hands out in peace. 

After recognizing him, Minho relaxed a bit, still holding the bottle. Jeongin had time to notice the older wearing a comfy-looking hoodie except for his usual dark style. 

The two stared at each other, both lost in thought. “Why are you here?” Minho scoffed, setting the bottle down but keeping the younger still pinned beneath him. 

Jeongin gulped, staring up at the villain in fear. 

“Not spilling, huh?” Min suddenly stood up, pulling the younger along with him, and Innie struggled his hardest, yanking and tugging at his pinned hands in Minho’s. “L-Let me go!! Please!!” Jeongin shrieked. 

“Nope. I want to know where Chan’s place is. And you’re gonna tell me.” Jeongin could hear the sleepiness in the older’s voice, but decided not to act on it for now. 

“No, I’m not! There’s nothing you can do to make me spill and I’d rather die than betray him!” Innie yelled. “Now let me go!” 

Minho sighed a long, tired sigh and pulled the younger into a dark room, pressing him onto a flat table and latching his limbs into place. Even though Innie screamed for help and desperately tried to escape, it didn’t work. 

“Just shut uppp…” Minho groaned, jabbing the boy in the side and startling when the boy let out a small, cute shriek of laughter. And then went dead silent. 

“What was that?~” Minho smiled, a soft, gentle smile that Jeongin finally understood why Channie loved. The villain certainly didn’t act like one. 

“N-Nothing.” Innie blurted out and tried to clamp his limbs down protectively, just to be met with a smaaallissue. He was tied. 

“Why were you laughing?” Minho asked, poking the younger’s side again, earning a similar shriek. 

“That tickles!! Please, leave me alone!” Innie begged, just to let out an ungodly scream and loud laughter when Minho kneaded as his side experimentally. 

“Oh? So all it does is…make you laugh?” Minho wondered to himself, moving both hands to the younger boy’s sides and kneading unevenly, gently. 

However, for poor Innie, this only tickled more. “PLEHEASE!! Lehehehet gohoho!!” The boy angled his body away, just to be met with the other hand on his upper ribs. 

“No…noho—nohot thehehere please!!” Jeongin pleaded, frantically thrashing around and trying to escape. 

“Oh? Is this a bad spot?” Minho asked genuinely, pressing his finger pads against the area and watching Jeongin crash down onto the table with a squeal. 

“Hm. Okay.” Minho shrugged, turning away. Jeongin breathed a sigh of relief, just to let out a howl when the fingers returned just to tease him, kneading down the space and pulling the loudest of laughter from the poor lee. 

“That’s so cute~! You’re laughing so loudly!” Minho giggled, moving down to the poor boy’s hips. 

“Does this tickle?” Minho pressed down on the bone and relishing in the desperate scream Jeongin let out. 

“IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES TOHOHOHOOO MUHUHUCH!! STOHOHOHOP THIHIS TOHOHORTURE!!” Innie frantically screamed, rattling the entire table with his thrashing as Min kneaded roughly into his hip bone. 

“Maybe I’d stop if you told me where Chan lives.” Minhos shrugged. “But who knows?” 

Jeonginnie gasped for air the second Minho let up for a break, moving towards his upper body again. “Wahahait…noho…”

“No breaks. You’re gonna tell me.” Minho threatened, but Innie shook his head, though a little slow in doing so. 

“Fine. Then no mercy.” Minho suddenly placed his hands on Innie’s underarms and went to town, and the younger was screaming again, loud cackles pouring from him endlessly, it never stopped, it never slowed down. 

Minho’s tickly fingers moved from his armpits to his neck to his sides to his belly, and Jeongin could never predict where they were going next, and he was completely helpless. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE OHO MY GAHAHAHAHAD!!” Jeongin pleaded, back arching as he tried not to break, he couldn’t say anything, Chan’s life….Chan’s life. 

Chan sent him here…on purpose. He wanted Minho to catch him and arrive at his place. 

All Innie knew was that he was breaking, and he finally gave in. “FAHAHAHAHAINE!! FIHIHIHINE IHIHILL TEHEHEHELLL YOU PLEHEEHEHEEASE STOHOHOHOHOP!!”

As per his deal, Min let go, watching Innie’s body crash to the table as the younger gulped in as much oxygen as he could. 

“That worked much better than I thought it would.” Minho declared, and Jeongin glared at him. “You suhuck.”

“You were the one who was laughing,” Minho retorted. “Now show me.” 

He unlatched Jeongin from the table, still holding the younger tightly but gently on the wrist to prevent escape. 

The two headed to Chan’s place…though Minho had forgotten to change from his dark blue hoodie, shorts and messy bed hair, he was ready to take down the hero who he had been fighting with…albeit playfully. 

Jeongin meanwhile, was wondering how Chan would react to him giving in just to some tickles. He thought Chan would be disappointed, maybe even upset with him.  

Jeongin unlocked the door and frowned when Minho told him to stay outside. 

“Chan?~” Minho sang quietly, entering the house and grabbing a bottle as a weapon. 

Suddenly, two hands wrapped around his waist and Minho squealed as he was hoisted bridal-style into someone’s arms. 

“Minho~” Chan cooed, snatching the bottle from the villain, whose cheeks were now a bright pink, although it was a little dark for Channie to see it. 

“This isn’t funny. Put me down. I’m here to defeat you.” Minho tried to sound threatening and scary, but the way his voice shook when Chan rubbed gently along his back or the way he yawned in the middle of the sentence wasn’t doing him wonders. 

“Cuteee~” Chan giggled, causing Minho to squeak. “Innie, you can come in now.” 

Minho squirmed and tried to leap out of the older’s arms, but Chan tsked and gently held on. Min whined and slumped like a tired kitten into Chan’s embrace, head leaning against the hero’s chest. 

“When did he become your damsel?” Jeongin laughed. 

“He was always my cutie. So grumpy, aren’t you?” Chan booped his nose. Minho just grumbled and didn’t fight back. 

“I…I thought he was a villain. You know, someone who was evil.” Jeongin trailed off. 

“Ohhh, yeah, um…Min’s not exactly a villain to me.” Chan explained, rubbing his thumb along the younger’s cheek while the kitten looked up at him with wide eyes. 

“He tickled me!! Just to tell him where you were!” Jeongin pouted. 

“Oh? You tickled my sidekick, huh?” Chan squeezed the younger’s cheeks.  

“Chan!!” Innie shouted. “Get him back somehow or something!” 

“Fine.”

Minho shrieked when Chan set him on the couch, kneeling in front of him. Jeongin walked behind the couch and grabbed Minho’s arms, leaving the middle sitting on the couch with his arms pinned.

“Ready?” Chan asked, and Minho didn’t respond, hiding his face in his arm. 

Chan sat gently onto his knees, placing his hands on either one of Minho’s sides. He frowned when Minho yet again, didn’t react. 

“Hey, kitten. You have to tell me if you’re okay…” Channie gently tilted Minho’s chin to face him, and was shocked when he saw the gleam of unshed tears in the younger’s eyes. “Hey, let go, Innie.” Chan ordered, the younger responding almost immediately and then sitting next to Chan on the couch. 

“What’s wrong, kitten?” Chan scooted closer. Minho’s lower lip trembled and he looked up at the hero with a truly vulnerable look that had Channie scrambling to pull the boy into a hug. 

“Why are you nice to me…?” Minho whispered, and Chan could feel his heart shatter. 

“Because you’re misunderstood, and I feel like even you deserve love.” Chan pressed a small kiss to his forehead. Jeongin rubbed along the kitten’s knee gently. 

“My sweet kitten. I’ll cheer you up, okay?” 

Minho was returned to his previous position, and Chan asked his question again. “Is this okay, sweet thing?” 

Minho nodded with a blush, squeaking when Chan’s fingers pressed into his sides. 

“I-I’m not ticklish…” Minho feebly tried to lie his way out of it. 

Chan raised his eyebrow disbelievingly. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you beg no matter what.” 

Minho crashed backwards onto the couch with a squeal the second Chan lifted his hoodie and snuck his hands onto the warm skin. 

“So ticklish~” Chan giggled, squeezing up and down the sensitive sides he had latched onto. 

“Pleheheheasee~!!” Minho giggled, and Jeongin was awestruck at how cute the normally stoic villain sounded. 

Chan admired the younger’s wide smile from his spot. Moving his tickling fingers along Minho’s ribs, the leader laughed along with the villain screamed with laughter, throwing his head back. 

“CHAHAHAHANNNIEE!!” Minho pleaded, suddenly trembling desperately when Chan pulled the middle down more to stretch out his stomach.  

Minho laughed a wild, bubbly laugh when Chan gulped in air to blow messy raspberries into his belly, the hero shaking his head to spread his stupidly ticklish hair all over the boy’s stomach. 

“STAHAHAHAHA—I CAHAHAHAN’T!!” Minho whined, jerking around desperately as Chan moved to his v-line, gently moving the pant line away to access the hypersensitive skin. 

“Wahahait…” Minho panted, suddenly letting out a high pitched scream when Chan attacked his lower belly. Jeongin watched in amusement as the villain who had so brutally attacked them just a few weeks ago was now thrashing around laughing on the couch. 

“How much does this tickle out of ten?” Chan cooed, leaning down to blow another messy, torturouslyticklish raspberry onto the sensitive skin beneath him. 

“TEHEHEHEHEN!! FUHUHUHUHUHUCK THAHAAT TIHIHICKLES!!” Minho wailed, struggling to pull himself out of the situation and Jeongin’s grip. 

“You’re so adorable, Min~” 

Chan reached down and skittered his fingers along the boy’s thighs, earning an out of breath scream and more cackles. “NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!!” It tickled too much, Minho could barely handle it. 

“OKAHAHAHAY!! OKAY OKAY!! PLEHEHEASEE!!”

Chan laughed as he continued to tickle Minho’s thighs, causing Jeongin to have to tighten his grip as Minho frantically cackled, flinging his whole body around, trying to clamp his thighs closed, but Chan’s body was in the way. 

“I CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIT!!” Minho pleaded. 

Chan finally decided to let up, scooping the younger up and taking him to his room. 

Jeongin watched at the door fondly as Chan tucked the sleepy boy in with a kiss to the forehead, and Chan blushed when his sidekick sent him a teasing glance. “Not one word.” Jeongin headed to his own room. 

Chan clambered into bed beside the already fast asleep kitten, who smiled a tiny, cute smile when Channie wrapped his arms around him from behind. 

“My little villain~” Chan cooed, pressing kisses along the nape of his neck. Minho whined, reaching back to intertwine his fingers with Chan’s. 

“Maybe I love you too much to attack anymore.”

[primacatcher]

one spring night (2019)

[hearts444innie]

Just ask!

Lee: I.N

Ler: Chan

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Yuhhh I’m back!! I was supposed to post this on the first of June but I got a bit lazy (╥_╥)

Uhh anyways here it is eat up babies!! ٩(ᐛ)و

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Jeongin was in a problem….now jeongin had a love/hate relationship with skin contact but when it came to tickling it was rather…confusing to him

Did he love or hate it?, a while ago he was tickled by Han and when thinking back on it he had a feeling..he couldn’t really describe it it was like a need..he craved it so much.

“Crap…I need to pull myself together I can’t be thinking like this”

He tried to distract himself with anything else but he couldn’t get rid of this feeling so he did research a bit on it but really didn’t get much information on it until he thought of something….maybe his lovely hyung leader would know?, yet he was scared and a bit shy to even talk to him about this..

Morning passes and jeongin still couldn’t get the guts to talk to Chan about this feeling and while he was lost in his own thoughts Chan was one to notice how off innie was all day and notice at dinner that the young boy was zoning out and Chans father skills kicked in knowing he had to check up on him

Jeongin was laying on his bed everytime he thought about tickling it really flustered him he just couldn’t talk to anyone about it, heck he couldn’t say the word either after a while he got up and slowly made his way to the leaders room filled with nervousness.

He took a deep breath before entering.

“H-hyung..i-can I talk to you about something?” Chan sat there as if he had expected the boy to come in “so do I innie come sit next to me” jeongin was baffled and sat with him.

“I’ll save you the trouble for this sweetie I already know” jeongin stayed quiet processing what just left the leaders mouth “w-what?? How-??”

“Simple I looked at your phone and saw you were trying to do research” the fox boy sat there face filled with redness

“It’s cute tho that the word tickle can get you all like this~”

Jeongin slowly got up face getting more red if possible “y-you know im tired so maybe we can save this for another day haha-“ Chan cuts the boy off “nope I’m helping my baby~” jeongin booked it to the door now regretting having this talk “oh no you don’t Cutie” Chan lifted the boy up wrapping his arms around his legs and taking him back to the bed “now let me help you innie”

“H-hyung-“

“Shush sweetheart you know you want me to help you so let me do so okay?”

The boy nodded shyly letting him do so, Chan started off light and soft softly tickling his sides as jeongin still protested a bit

“Hyuhung pleahease stohohp” Chan continued to tease his sides as jeongin started fake protesting this and Chan could tell he was acting like he didn’t want this.

“Fine I’ll go harder than” he dug into his ribs “STOHOP TEASING MEHEHE HAHAHAHA!”

“Why didn’t you come to me about this cutie?~”

“STAHAHP YOUR MEAN!”

“Oh ok I’ll stop” Chan stopped keeping his fingers above the boys belly and jeongin started whining not meaning for it to actually stop “hyungggg”

“What? Little one you said for me to stop or were you lying hm~?” He said as he wiggled his fingers at him

“Stoppp teasing me k-keep going…please” I.n said quietly getting shy all over again

“Awww cute! Baby bread wants this so adorable~” Chan went back to tickling the cutie

“EEK! HYUHAHANG NAHAHAHAHAH PLEASE”

“My little fox is too ticklish can he not handle this~”

Chan tickled each rib again but slowly making the boy go insane “NOHOHOH! STOP AHAHAHAHAH-!”

Chan gave no mercy and continued for a while longer until he saw the boy getting weak so he decided to finish off.

“Get ready sweetie~” Chan blew raspberries on his neck nonstop.

“NOHOHOHOHO-NO AHHH! NOHOT THEHRE PLEHEHEASE CHANNIE HYUNG AHAHAH-!!”

“One more place foxy~” he blew a raspberry on his bellybutton “NO NAHAHAHAH AHH! STOPP” the boy squirmed violently trying to make it stop

“Alright I’m done!” Chan said smiling at the adorable boy who was worn out “haah I hate you-“

“Come here cutie let’s go get ice cream as a reward for taking this”

So they went for ice cream and jeongin got a sugar rush in the end of it 💀

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This one really burnt my brain I was thinking so hard on this one when writing it but yayyy liked how this one turned out (•̀ᴗ•́)و

[hearted-anon]

Cosy evenings with Hyung

Words:1,035 Note: part 2 to 'clingy bread, happy ferret'. Requested by : @hearts444innie Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one @minnielvrr T/w: rough tickling Lee: Jeongin Ler: Channie

"Ah- Jeongin you're crushing me here! I know you miss me but…" Chan sighed, feeling the fox wrap his arms around the elder's arm so tightly he could feel the blood circulation being cut off. Despite managing to quite literally pry the vocalist off him, he instead decided to cling onto his leg like a dog, rubbing his cheek against the bare skin of his thigh. Squealing at the feeling, the leader pulled at his leg desperately, an interested Hyunibini duo watching on with growing smiles on their faces, quickly being replaced when Hyunjin began to chase the elder around the apartment with a threat for punishment.

"C'mon, let's… go- ugh!" Every time Chan found a way to deter the younger from attaching to him like an octopus, he always found another way to ruin that plan, and this time it was sticking to his chest like a cat that found its favourite cat tree. Succumbing to the fact he had to go back to dorms like this, he at least tried to make himself comfortable with a groan, a hand under Jeongin's legs and another opening the door to their cosy apartment, surprisingly spotless from the fact he left the youngest home for quite some time. But then again, he had snuck himself all the way to snuggle with Hyunjin, which the Aussie internally found so incredibly cute.

"Alright, now you stay there, I'll make dinner. If I even see you take one step towards me, you're getting it," Chan warns sternly, with no malice behind it however, instead having a wide dimpled smile. He knew Jeongin would've tried something either way, having slept for so long gave him enough energy to bounce around their dorm at least ten times. Just as he expected, it hadn't even reached two minutes with the Aussie reaching in for some spaghetti before his eyes locked onto the fox, who was hidden not so discreetly behind a kitchen counter, brown strands of hair peeking up to stare at him.

Shaking his head in disbelief, he didn't even bother with punishing the vocalist, hearing the loud screams and high-pitched cackles for mercy next door was already enough to put him in a bad mood to wreck Jeongin, but he knew better than to scare him off like that. After all, who didn't enjoy having a clingy Jeongin by your side? Having sniffed out the smell of bacon and Carbonara sauce, the younger sped over as if a pet to their favourite treat, mouthwatering and staring at the leader with the biggest puppy eyes he could muster.

Many, many grunts and carrying the maknae back to the couch later, Chan felt victorious! He had managed to make a good-looking dinner without burning down the kitchen with Jeongin's constant bothering by his side and even adding on a side of dumplings. To say they devoured it at the speed of light was an understatement, now both of them staring down the last piece of the savoury treat. Although Chan had originally intended to hand the last piece to the younger out of instinct, he decided to take a different route, untouching of the treat.

"How about you have it Hyung?" Damn it, now he felt guilty just staring at the fox as he pushed the plate towards him, denying it and pushing it right back at him.

"No, you have it, I'm full." Chan declared, pouting when Jeongin denied it yet again, not wanting to even lift his chopsticks towards the treat. Puffing his cheeks up, he pounced onto the vocalist, fingers wiggling against his sides without mercy.

"Nohoho! I-I dohon't wahant it!" The younger squealed, pawing at the elder's hands to no avail on the carpeted floor, only able to thrash in a futile attempt to escape. No matter how many times he protested, the leader could tell the maknae was indeed still hungry but couldn't even enjoy his meal without humility in his way. Oh, was Chan going to ensure he was the most spoilt baby ever to exist.

"You do, and you know what liars get? They get punished." Chan sternly nags, shoving his fingers into the younger's armpits, drilling right into the center. Poor Jeongin screamed at the top of his lungs, cackling as the sensations felt as if they were frying his body, clamping his arms in an attempt to protect himself; it came to no one's surprise that it obviously didn't do anything to help him.

"HYUNG- AHA- PLEHEHEASE!" The maknae somehow manages through wheezes of air, Chan smiling endearingly down at him. He really was too ticklish for his own good, seeing how they barely had made it to two minutes before his fists were pounding on the carpet, his entire neck flushed red and his legs quivering after making a failed attempt to dig a hole in the floor with his heels.

"Are you going to eat finish the dumpling there? Hm? No pushing it to me, no saying you're full because I know you aren't, no whining?" Chan coos, clicking his tongue in contemplation if he was being too harsh, not letting Jeongin whine was like a death sentence in their dorm apartment. Despite this, the vocalist nodded rapidly, tears of mirth welling up in his eyes the moment the five-minute mark in. With a sound of adoration, the leader let up, kneading his cheeks while praising him for letting his humility be put aside for once. Although Jeongin already looked like a real-life tomato, he somehow managed to become even redder at the praise, a faux frown pasted on his face as he pushed the leader away.

Safe to say, Jeongin did in fact finish his dinner with his cheeks full of dumplings, Chan having 'accidentally' made ten extra hearing the younger's stomach so much as to vibrate. But as he cleaned up the dining table, he felt as if hawk eyes were watching, staring at the hyperactive maknae that was glaring in his soul. With a giggle of endearment, he gently folded the cloth away, chasing down the fox all over again while squeaks and giggles echoed down the halls.

It always was fun spending your evenings with Hyung, right?

[skzstanforeversposts]

Hello! This is my first time trying out a small kind of fic, please help me with making it better with tips! ❤️

The skz dorm was oddly quiet today, too quiet…it was mostly because a lot of them were not inside, Chan has recently earned a nice coupon to a fine dining experience around an hour away from here, and none of them wanted to pass that up so they came with.

But one member decided to stay behind for a reason he wouldn’t explain, and that member was Jeongin, the baby bread himself (who’s definitely not a baby anymore, I rest my case). On almost every camera clip he sees of him, he doesn’t seem to notice how buff and amazingly beautiful he looked, he only saw the small parts of him that were apparently too chubby for his liking*

*So he declined the offer, excusing it as needing time to practice for the music bank performance, and the members bought it even tho a pouty Felix tried to bring him with them. So now the young buy was sitting in his room, watching videos of him on skz talker and frowning at the sight of himself. He didn’t think that anyone was going to come in here for a while, so he began to let tears stream down his cheeks.*

*He has just been so overwhelmed by his own escalating words and comments, making his own worries cloud the truth. He felt like he was gonna break down, when suddenly, someone opened the door. It was the dweakki himself, probably back from the gym and therefor not being able to follow the others*

*Changbins eyes became worried and concerned by the sight of his baby crying, and he sat down next to him while letting him lean against his chest* “Innie-ah, what’s wrong?” *His voice still had that playful ting like it always did, something he used to bring happiness to all the members around him*

“I-I’m getting chubby, hyung…everyone knows it, i know it…Binnie hyung, what if I turn too chubby?…” *Innie was a mess, snorting from his nose and letting tears redden and swell up his face. Changbin sighed, wondering what he was gonna do to make Jeongin feel how amazing he actually is, his hands gently stroking his hair*

“Yah, what am I gonna do with you…” *Changbin sighed, his hands moving lower while trying not to act suspicious. He got thru the blonde strands, and managed to get to the younger males little ears. He gently traced around them, letting one of his nails scratch the lobe. Innie immediately burst into quiet giggles and snickers, something Changbin knew would happen*

“H-Hyuhuhung…that- thahat tihickles..!” *Innie squeaked, hoping that this wasn’t what he thought was beginning to happen.* “Sorry, what did you say? I couldn’t hear over those sounds of newfound happiness you’re making, giggles~”

*Changbin smirked at the nickname he created right there, not only because it fitted, but because Jeongin turned red in the face from it out of embarrassment. He hummed as he travelled farther down, going over to his collar bones, chuckling when his baby squealed before locking his shoulders up*

“Ah ah ahh~ Listen to your Hyung, and open that neck for the tickle monster!~” *Changbin teased, knowing that the mention of a ‘tickle monster’ would always make his baby bread flustered. He managed to sneak his fingers in, making Jeongin shudder enough so his neck broke loose, making Changbin fingers start going ham on his neck*

*Jeongin gave up, and just layed down onto Changbin with his head on his chest, just giggling while looking at the ceiling. He had to admit, he was feeling better by this, having his favorite hyung here with him, even tho he would never cal him that out loud.*

*But after a bunch of small tickles and nibbles and teases, Jeongin began tapping out, the tears from his eyes now staining Changbins chest. The older decided to stop, kissing away his tears while rubbing at his neck*

“now, you feeling better? or am I gonna have to get the others to join in when they get back?” *Changbin asked playfully, giggling with Jeongin afterwards before pulling him in for a cuddle*

*A faint ‘I love you, Hyung’ could be heard from the smaller before small snorts of slumber, making Changbin smile before falling asleep as well. And let’s just say, Changbin got really wrecked when the other members came back and heard Jeongins part of the story first, but he didn’t care as long as his aggi pang was happy*

And that’s it!! This is my first fic, so please leave tips if you want to, but please just be gentle with it because I really don’t want master critics on my first post! ❤️ Wish you the best, your very own guest from the southwest🤭

[v--143]

could I request a fic with lee jeongin and lers lee know and felix? maybe one where jeongin drops honorifics on purpose and felix and lee know have to playfully punish him for it?

OOOOO This is such a cute prompt thank you 🥹🥹 hope you enjoy!!

< Honorifics >

[Lee! Jeongin]

[Ler! Felix + Minho]

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“Take the step a little bit faster, move your leg lightly but quicker”

“Like, just putting less umph into it?” Jeongin questioned Lee Know.

“Yea exactly” Lee Know replied.

“Make it seem natural and flow with the choreo” Felix added.

Lee Know, Felix, and Jeongin were all in the JYP practice room. Lino and Felix, being part of Danceracha, took it upon themselves to help their maknae out on some steps to choreo he was struggling on. It wasn’t many, but they wanted to help out anyway. He kept getting stuck on the ITEM choreography where they had to jump up and swing their legs backwards.

“It’s so quick!” Jeongin said as he failed to swing his leg back in time again.

“It is, but it’s possible!” Lee Know said, “Just keep swinging your leg over and over, eventually it’ll become much more natural.”

“It’s almost like you’re kicking in a circle except your foot hits the floor halfway through” Felix said.

Jeongin kept going at it. Swinging his leg in the air a few times, kicking at the air and landing midway through, anything to make himself feel lighter and move his legs quicker. After some time, Lee Know played the music again and IN successfully did the kick.

“I DID IT! I think, did I?” He yelled as he sweatily landed on the floor from the choreo move.

“You did” Lee Know said looking proud.

Felix went over to IN and high fived him on the floor as Lee Know went to sit down.

“See IN, I told you all you needed was practice. That’s what all this is about. The more time and effort you put into this stuff, the better the outcome will be, no matter not hopeless you may feel. Life can get like that-“

“Okay okay I didn’t ask for a lecture” IN said giggling.

“IN, listen to me it’s important”

“Oooooooo okay sir”

“…What’d you just say?” Lee Know said while looking over at a surprised Felix.

“Sir?!” Felix said to IN, shocked.

“I might as well call you sir with all the lecturing you give me too, Mr. Yongbok” IN teased.

Felix’s jaw dropped to the floor as Lee Know got up from his chair and walked over to IN who was laying stomach down on the floor. IN laughed nervously as Lino approached with a smirk.

“You called me sir?! What am I an old man to you?” He said, smiling at the younger’s anticipating face.

“With your wiseness anyone would think so” IN snarkily replied.

Lee Know’s own jaw dropped as he motioned for Felix to sit in front of IN. He did as told and grabbed at both IN’s wrists before he could get up and run, holding them taut on the floor in front of his head.

“Whahat are you doing” IN asked, “I’m nohot very flexible so be careful!” he snapped at them through giggles.

Lino was straddling IN’s waist and began to massage his back, going from hitting it lightly to digging his thumbs in at the top. At first, it actually felt good.

“You just need to relaaaax and breeeathe deep breaths Ayenie” Lino said.

“What are you doing and what are you planni-”

IN was cut off as Lino shaped his fingers to claws and began to scribble at his sides.

“NohOAHAHA HYUHAHANG”

Lino smiled and began to wiggle all the way up to his underarms and back down to his hips all along his sides while making cute baby noises the entire way”

“Oooooo IN’s so cuuteaaah~”

“STOHOP HAHEHAHAHA” IN laughed. He was writhing from side to side and trying to get his wrists out of Felix’s grip to bring his arms down, but couldn’t.

Felix began giggling and sat on the back of IN’s still stretched out hands with his knees. While Lino focused on his lower sides, Felix began going at his neck and poking at his underarms every now and then.

“Ooooo Ayenieee~ you’re so squirmy today” Felix cooed while lightly wiggling his fingers into IN’s neck.

“NAHAHA! STOHOP- STOP PLEHAHA” IN pleaded to deaf ears. His high pitched laugh had them both melting.

Lino and Felix were both cooing at their maknae and how he was wiggling around violently on the floor. He clearly couldn’t take much.

“Aww you can’t take it can you” Lino asked while he latched onto his ribs and dug in.

“AAAAAHHHA HAHAH AHANOOOO” IN screamed in an attempt to arch his back.

“PLEHEHEASE I- I CAHAHA- I CANT TAHAHAKE IT”

“NO NO NO NOOAHA N- NO NOOAHHA DON’T!”

IN had tears coming out of his eyes as his head continuously shook from side to side. When Lino began to tickle at his lower back and sides, that’s when he fell into silent laughter and couldn’t even hear himself think.

“Is your neck broken too” Felix said as he poked around IN’s ears and neck. He could only twitch now, too exhausted to even try to avoid his evil fingers.

“You’re so sensitive~ now, what did we learn from this?” Lino asked a red faced IN as he stopped his attack.

After a few deep breaths, he was able to respond.

“I won’t call you any more names, sir” IN choked out of pure pettiness.

Felix’s jaw dropped again and Lino stared at IN wide eyed.

“You asked for it.”

Lino turned himself around and began scribbling behind IN’s knees and squeezing at his thighs. This went on for minutes, and IN’s screams and punches at the floor probably could’ve been heard throughout the entire JYP building.

Felix got distracted at one point and IN was able to roll out of Lino’s straddled grip, getting up as fast as he could and running outside of the practice room with Lino and Lix hot on his tail. Once he opened the door though and other people were outside, they were all forced to smile and wave without causing a ruckus.

Lino and Lix looked at IN mischievously from inside the practice room while he stood a few feet away from the door. Lino simply pointed at his eyes with two fingers and shot them back at IN. Felix smiled and wiggled his fingers in his direction.

IN, still out of breath and red faced, smiled nervously and made his way to the bathroom. He didn’t want to think about what would happen the moment he stepped out.

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AHHHHH I can’t help but end it on a sort of cliffhanger every time because I loooove when others do that and I get to continue it in my head.

Like maybe IN exit the bathroom and Lino+Lix dragged him into a cleaning supplies closet and wrecked him there, but they were all forced to stay quiet since more people were right outside the door.

Or maybe IN fell asleep from exhaustion in the bathroom and had to go home late, only to find out that everyone except Lino+Lix had left the building and they ran through the whole thing chasing each other.

WHOOO knows 🤷🏻‍♀️🤭 HOPE YOU ENJOYEDDD

[martinzimperr]

Is it only me or does jeongin his new haircut low-key makes him look like light yagami from deathnote?

[skznccmlee]

@dandyboyseungmo Found it on tiktok

Credits to: stay_kiids

[o6frog]

stray kids pride ᯓ★

[minnielvrr]

lee innie lee innie LEE INNIE HOLY SHIT!

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Minho tickling him before the performance, Innie is blushing SO hard by the time they go on stage

Hyunjin, Seungmin and Chan not missing a single opportunity to wiggle their fingers over his belly as they walk past him (intentionally)

Han just straight up tackling him onto a chair, his hands already busy kneading Innie's sides before they're even properly seated

Binnie and Lixie 'appreciating' his muscles, scratching over Innie's exposed ribs and abs as the poor maknae laughs his head off

Innie squirming and squealing oh so loud, begging for their manager to save him as he's passed from one of his hyungs to the others until he's so red in the face and his tears have ruined his makeup

Their manager laughing at them as he extracts the youngest from his evil hyungs and ushes him away to get his makeup redone

He'd be so shy afterwards, running away with shrieky giggles when Seungmin and Han teasingly wiggled their fingers in his direction~

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

𝙬𝙞𝙣/𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 3k

𝙖/𝙣: WAH THIS IS LONG LONG LIKE REALLY LONG 😩

𝙩/𝙬: use of helium, rough tickling, bondage in the second half

𝒍𝒆𝒆: skz

𝙡𝙚𝙧: skz

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

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

“Ehehehe!!” Jeongin giggled in a high-pitched tone. “Wahh, you sound so cute with the helium!” Channie laughed. 

“I guess! But I think you’d sound cuter.” Jeongin teased, the entire group holding the balloons filled with the gas. 

“Should we take turns? Who’d you think would sound cuter with the helium?” Minho asked, holding his balloon end tightly. “Let’s have a competition! We’ll tickle the person for thirty seconds and determine who sounds cutest.”

“Okay, okay. What happens to the members with the cutest voices?” Jisung replied, squeaking when a hand squeezed at his side from behind. 

“Mmm. They get tickled even more. Tied up. For…five minutes?” Seungmin suggested, regretting the words the second they came from his lips. “Wait, wait. No—” 

“Perfect!” Minho exclaimed. “What? Scared you’ll lose?” Seungmin laughed nervously. “N-No.”

“Then there’s the punishment! Or…is it a reward?” Hyunjin fumbled, almost letting go of his balloon end and squealing in surprise. 

“Who cares?” Minho snickered. “Channie, Channie. Go first.” 

Chan held the balloon end to his lips and sucked in the helium, pausing for a second before sighing. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.” 

Channie held his arms out to the sides and sat crossed on the floor. Minho sat behind him and pressed a kiss to the back of his head, preparing him for what was about to come. 

“Min, please go easy…” Chan whispered; his elbows were already bending and he was biting his lip to contain his anticipatory giggling. 

“Mmmm…nah.” Minho slid his hands happily into the leader’s exposed armpits through his tank top, the leader squealing and falling backwards into the dancer’s lap. 

Lino smiled fondly and snatched both of Chan’s wrists and pulled them out to continue his attack. 

“MIHIHIHIN!!~” He wailed, squirming and kicking with his high pitched tone. 

“Awww, hyung, you sound like Elmo!” Jisung was in stitches, clutching his stomach and holding in his laughter. 

“NAAAHAHAHA!!” Chan cackled, limp in Minho’s arms and gasping for air. 

“Okay, hyung, time’s up!” Felix announced, and Minho pressed one last ticklish kiss to Channie’s neck, earning a cute squeak before letting up, relishing in the leader’s faint smile and flushed cheeks. “Aaahaha…” 

“You’re too cute, hyung.” Minho laughed gently, rubbing at Chan’s back as he sat up. 

“Ahhaha—shuhushh…” Chan slurred, suddenly feeling very sleepy. He crawled over and slumped into Binnie’s lap, the rapper fondly playing with his hair. 

“It’s Minho hyung’s turn!” Jisung yelled, handing the dancer’s balloon back to him. 

“Okay…” Lino took a deep breath of the helium, flushing a deep red as Jisung sat behind him, slipping his hands up his shirt and massaging his sides gently. 

“Okahay, I’m ready…” Minho giggled, shuffling to the side. Felix shot them a thumbs up to signify the timer, and then all chaos unleashed. 

Hanji dug into the older’s sides as hard as he could. Minho lasted about three seconds until he screamed, laughing hard and twisting to the left. 

“AHHA—AAAAH HANNIE PLEHA-PLEHEHEASEEE!!” Minho giggled, grappling at Jisung’s hand when his finger jabbed his upper ribs. 

“So cute~” Hannie teased lowly into the dancer’s ear, causing the older to scrunch up with a heartwarming, high pitched giggle. 

“Yeah, yeah, he’s done.” Felix called, the sound of the timer ringing faintly in the background. 

“Already?” Jisung whined, Felix nodding sympathetically in reply. 

“Maybe that’s enough for the game, but not enough for me.” 

Jisung tackled the elder to the floor and continued his tickly assault, only this time he was attacking the backs of Min’s thighs. 

“WAHAHAHAIT!! JIHIHISUNG ST-HAHAAP!!” Minho protested, squealing when the quokka flipped him over and pulled his thin shirt up to reveal his tummy. 

”WAIT!!“ The dancer shrieked and dissolved into messy laughter when Jisung blew a long, ticklish raspberry onto his belly. 

“STAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHEASE!!” Min yelped, cackling desperately as Hannie delivered raspberry after raspberry after raspberry. 

“SOHOHOMEONE HEHEHEHELP!!” The dancer tugged crazily at the quokka’s hair, squirming weakly and screaming when another raspberry buzzed over his belly button. 

“Nah, your voice is too cute.” Binnie replied, the other members nodding in agreement as Jisung hummed into his hyung’s belly button again. Minho shrieked and shook his head back in forth in ticklish agony. 

“Okay, Hannie. He might actually die, you know?” Hyunjin eased the ace off of a gasping Minho, who grasped his chest and slumped exhaustively. 

“Binnieeee!” Felix giggled, walking over to the rapper and latching onto his arm. 

“Um…okay.” Changbin sighed, eyes widening when Minho cracked his knuckles, still panting slightly. He was reeaally regretting not helping him when Jisung almost killed him. 

Changbin sucked in his amount of helium and immediately burst into laughter; he realized how ridiculous he sounded. 

“Oho my gohod~!” He laughed, sighing again when Felix sat behind him, hands poised over his clothed sides. 

“Okahay okay okay!!” Binnie nodded, flinching when fingers promptly pinched the area gently, slipping under his shirt. 

He was doing a pretty decent job at holding onto his laughter…until Felix moved to his ribs instead. 

“aahaa—AHHH!! FEHELIX NO!!” He folded immediately, collapsing backwards into Lixie’s arms and scrunching his upper body up when the fingers attacked his armpits.  

Changbin giggled in his squeaky tone, causing all the members to coo gently at the helpless rapper. 

Lixie grinned wide and continued to tickle the shorter, relishing in the cute squeaks his helium filled voice produced. 

“The timer!” Jeongin called, but Felix leaned into Changbin to blow the softest of raspberries onto the rapper’s neck. 

“Fehehelix thehe tihihimerrr!!” Binnie whined, scrunching up with a squeal when the chick’s fingers scraped along his collarbone. 

“It’s just you and me, bunny.” Felix giggled along, Changbin snickering at the feeling on his neck. 

“Plehehease ihihits enohohoughhh!!” Changbin finally groaned, the light tickling tiring him out wayyy too quickly. 

“Okay, okay, you big baby.” Felix laughed, finally letting go of the teary-faced rapper. 

“My turn!” Hyunjin leaped, sucking in a mouthful of the helium from his balloon and giggling at the sound of his voice. 

“Aweee, now lay down.” Seungmin commanded, pulling Hyunjin’s arms to the sides and pinning them with his knees. 

“Wahait…what?” Hyune asked, confused. Changbin cackled as he sat comfortably on the dancer’s thighs. “Nonono, not Changbin hyung, pleheheaseee~” He begged to Channie, who shook his head playfully. 

“Too bad.” Changbin laughed, digging his fingers into Hyunjin’s hips and watching loud, screechy laughter pour from the dancer’s mouth. 

“NAAAAHAHAA PLEHE—AAAHAHAA!!” Any words Hyune had wanted to say were swallowed up by his hysterical, joyful laughter. 

“Nope. No ‘Please’, laugh for me.” Changbin replied, moving to Hyunjin’s neck and watching the boy scrunch up and squeal, a wide grin across his face. 

“Awwww, He’s too cute!” Chan cooed, camera out. 

“NOHOHO RECOHORDING!!” Hyunjin complained, choked bubbles of laughter interrupting him. 

“Nahhh I wanna keep this.” Channie laughed. 

Hyunjin squealed again when Bin stuck his fingers into his back, wiggling around and trying to get out of the older’s tight grab. 

“PLEEEAAASEE!! NAAAHAHAAHA!!” Hyunjin screeched, finally giving in, throwing his head back and laughing and laughing. 

“Given up? Say it and I’ll stop.” Changbin pressed into Hyune’s ribs and smiled softly. 

“OKAHAHAY!! IHI GIVE UP GIVE UP GIHIVE UPPP PLEHEASE!!” 

“Okay.” Changbin let go of the dancer’s ribcage, smoothing out Hyune’s clothing and gently rubbing at the sensitive skin. 

“Ahhhaha…thahank youhu hyung…” Jinnie breathed, shutting his eyes sleepily.  

Meanwhile, Jisung was screaming and pleading, already having swallowed his helium, his higher, velvety voice making the whole group coo as Minho tackled him into his lap, ready for revenge. 

The cat bent Hannie’s hands above his head and held his fingers above the quokka’s sensitive torso. “Ready, Jisungie?”

“Nohoho—!!” Jisung whined, Felix throwing them a thumbs up.

Lino’s fingers immediately found a familiar spot on Jisung’s sides, and he drilled into it hard, almost by habit. 

Hannie instinctively jolted and bit his lips through his wide smile, squeezing his eyes shut, shaking his head, but staying completely silent just to mess with Minho, who loved getting reactions from the boys. 

“Playing hard to get? I’ll make you cry no matter what…” Minho muttered, finding Hannie’s lower sides and pushing his fingers into it, earning a muffled squeal. 

Jisung’s face was getting redder and redder as he desperately tried to hold in his laughter in anticipation of the timer ending. 

If he didn’t laugh they couldn’t vote on him, could they?

Minho frowned, pushing Jisung to the floor and straddling his thighs, quickly throwing the boy’s shirt up and pressing his lips to the third rib from the top of Jisung’s ribcage. “Laugh for me, darling.” He blew. Hard. 

Jisung screamed and twisted his entire body away from the older’s lips. “SHUHUHUT AHAHAHAHAHAP!!” He squealed and closed his hands over his flaming face. 

Minho groaned, pulling his head from the boy’s ribs. “Noo, come on, hiding your face is against the rules! Let me see your smile~”

“THEHEHEHERE ARE NOHO RUHUHULES!!” JIsugn screeched when Minho blew one last raspberry onto his ribs before switching spots. 

His fingers pushed and squished Hannie’s belly button never, causing loud, boisterous i screams of laughter to echo throughout the room. Jisung was practically going insane, the tingling sensations only getting worse over time. 

“Of course there are rules!” Minho retorted, continuing to scribble around the quokka’s belly. 

“PLEHEASE OHOKAY STAHAHAHAA—!!” Jisung gasped, and Minho finally decided to let up, just to pull the younger into his lap and gently stroke his hair, kissing his head and apologizing in his ear if he was too rough. 

Felix giggled his head off the second he heard his own helium-filled voice, eyes sparkling as Chan took his seat behind him and pulled his hands above his head to mimic the starting position. 

“Ohokahayyyy!!” Felix started his own timer and held his arms up, bursting into cute laughter the second Chan’s fingers slid into his armpits. “WAHAIT!! Nohohot thehehere!!” He pleaded, Chan never letting up. 

“I cahahahan’t!!” Felix choked out through his giggles, arms trembling as he tried to keep them out of the way to give Chan a fair chance. 

The timer rang, and Chan knew the chick was about to tap out, so he let up, promising vengeance later on. 

Seungmin gulped down his helium as Hyunjin took his seat behind him. It took a few tries for the pup to pull his arms out of the way, but the second he did so, Hyune’s fingers were everywhere. 

Scribbling into his armpits, and when his arms slammed down he was tickling his neck, whispering in his ear. 

“Noohoh-OHOHO!!” Seungmin howled the moment Hyunjin found his belly button, shoving one finger into it and wiggling around it. “HYUHUHUHUNG NAAAHAHAHAH!!” Seungmin whined, grappling at the older’s wrist and tugging weakly. 

“Timer!” Felix called, and Hyunjin let up for the sake of finishing the game. 

“Pleahease goho eheasy!!” Jeongin giggled in anticipation, Changbin smiling gently at the maknae. “Okay, don’t worry.” 

Jeongin kept his arms up, slamming them down again the second Binnie’s fingers plunged into his armpits. “NOHOHOHO HYUNG YOU SAID YOU’D GOHO EASYYY!!” He complained, breathing out heavy cackles when Bin moved to his sides instead. 

“MAHAHAKE IHIT STOHOHOP!!” Innie jolted with a scream when Changbin switched to his hips, kneading into the bone and then his thigh. 

“I…don’t know where to go! You’re ticklish everywhere!” Changbin struggled, the thrashing maknae in his lap was probably not helping. 

“Should I get your neck?” He asked, earning a very giggly “NO!” from poor Innie. 

Jeongin squealed desperately and thrashed away from the older’s touch, falling backwards into his lap as tears of desperation fell down his cheeks, which prompted Changbin to finally let up. 

The entire group lay on the floor to catch their breath, Felix was scribbling away on a notepad, which he then ripped into eight pieces.

“Okay I’ve written all of our names on each slip, and Win/Lose next to them, just circle who you think had the cutest laugh.” He shrugged.  

Everyone thought for a few moments before circling their answer and handing it to Felix. 

“Okay, wow.” He suddenly looked at the group. “Hyunjin and Hannie tied.” Lixie laughed. 

“Okay okay! So me and Hyunjin will play a game and see who won then!” Jsuung frantically laughed, grabbing Hyunjin’s fist. “Rock, paper, scissors—”

“We’ll just get them both.” Chan called, tackling Hyunjin to the floor. “WAHAIT!!” The younger cried out, twisting under the leader’s grasp on the floor. 

Jisung pounded on Minho’s back as the older slung him over his shoulder as if he weighted nothing, carrying them both to Chan and Min’s room. 

“Why are we here?” Seungmin asked over the middles’ high-pitched squeals for mercy. Soon enough they would be squealing for ab entirely different reason. 

“Look, see those hooks on the ceiling? Perfect for tying, don’t ya think?” Chan grinned as Minho grabbed the black rope from the closet and set the two on the bed, sitting them up and tying their hands to the ceiling. 

“Ohhh…” Seungmin hummed, Jisung squeaking when his hands were successfully bound, followed by Hyunjin, high above his head. 

“PLEHEASE!! Don’t do this to us!” Hyunjin pleaded, Jisung squealing as his hands were tightened, his shirt lifting a little and exposing his lower belly. 

“No, this is too fun to let up!” Jeongin giggled, checking the bindings one more time before crowding around the two very vulnerable lees. 

Lixie pulled his phone out and set a timer for five minutes.  

“Mmm okay, Chan hyung, Seungmin and Jeongin, go to Hyunjin. Changbin, Felix and I will take Jisung.” Minho planned out. 

Jisung’s eyes widened when the three boys advanced, shrieking and trying to angle himself away from the wiggling fingers about to descend onto his hypersensitive body. 

“NOOOHOHOHO!!” 

Jisung whipped his head around and stared at the scene going on beside him. Chan had snuck his fingers up Hyunjin’s shirt and into his armpits, the maknaes both focusing their hands on the dancer’s sides. 

Hyunjin kicked out and twisted away as hard as he could, the rope unrelenting in letting his arms down. He was going crazy already, the stretched out position only making things much more sensitive. 

“WHA—STAHAHAHAHAP!!” Hyunjin shrieked through his hysterics, leaving Jisung to blush next to him as he watched the older lose his mind to the unrelenting tickles. 

“No can do.” Minho replied coldly, and Jisung was startled to hear the older’s voice so…close by? He whipped his head around just as Minho dropped to his knees on the bed, blowing a long, buzzing raspberry onto his belly. 

“Aahaha—HA!! WAHAHAHAIT GIHIVE ME A WAHARNING!!” Jisung squealed suddenly, tugging at his arms. 

“No warnings either.” Changbin laughed at the teary-eyed, desperate look Hannie gave him. The rapper decided to help by tickling the quokka’s armpits, followed by Felix in his belly button. 

Hyunjin screamed crazily, three heads pushed into his belly, blowing the longest, most torturous raspberries he had ever felt in his whole life. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!!” He couldn’t even form coherent words, all reasoning left his brain along with the tears splashing onto the bed beneath him. 

“Hey, if it drives Hyune insane let’s try it on Hannie!” Minho suggested enthusiastically, the quokka shaking his head desperately as the three neared his belly. 

“Please-please-please—NO!!” Jisung let out a helpless, hysterical scream when, just like Hyunjin, three pairs of lips began to blow raspberries onto his belly. 

“STAHAHAHAHAAAP!! YOU GUHUYS ARE MEHEHEHEANIESS!!” 

Scream after scream ripped from Jisung’s throat, the sensations on his belly tickled so bad, too bad, he couldn’t handle it at all. 

“PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE AAHAHASTOHAHAHAH!!” Hannie howled loudly, tears dripping down his face slowly as he laughed himself silly; his cheeks hurt from the ear splitting grin he had plastered on his face. 

“IHIIHITS ENOHOUGH I CAHAHAHAN’T TAKE IT!! CAHANT TAKE IHIT PLEASE!!” Hyunjin pleaded, gasping for air and slumping a little. 

The timer rang, perfect timing. The lers immediately let up on the two exhausted boys in front of them. 

Jisung shut his eyes and slumped completely over the second his bonds were undone, Minho and Felix both rubbing his wrists while Changbin ran to get some hand cream for the quokka’s sore wrists. 

Hyunjin panted for air greedily, laying on Chan’s lap and relishing in the way the leader’s fingers raked gently through his hair, Seungmin and Jeongin each massaging an arm. 

“How did me and Hannie get punished for winning?!” 

[primacatcher]

Lee Jeongin in each episode / episode 5

⤷ one spring night

[hearts444innie]

Jeongin Lee/ler head-cannons

one week left before parents return from Mexico!!!

I’ve been living off ramen noodles and my Abuelas cooking 💀

♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎

Lee:

✧- very sensitive neck so that’s always one to go for

✧-baby giggles-shshshvd

✧-hates skinship but likes to get tickled

✧-try’s to put up a fight at first

✧-don’t go too rough on the poor boy 😠

✧- cute squeaks-

Ler:

✧- bratty he will take advantage of it any chance he gets to see someone suffer

✧-makes fun of how their lees laugh sounds like 💀

✧- likes making funny faces to get his lee laughing harder

✧-bad at teasing it gets him flustered as well

✧-pretty much a bully-😭

✧-gives lee cuddles despite hating touch | (• ◡•)|

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Just finished this at 8:50 pm 💀

[hearted-anon]

Clingy bread, happy ferret

Words: 1, 126 Note: I loved writing this the silly friendship Requested by: @hetashi-takashimaya T/w: None, soft all the way Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya-apollos-kid @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one Lee: Jeongin Ler: Hyunjin

At first, when Minho, Chan and Changbin had left their respective dorms together for a night out shopping, the rest didn’t think much of it, or rather even jumped at the opportunity to spend more time with each other without the courtesy of nagging elders around to tell them to put their shoes outside before coming it. Well mostly except Seungmin and Felix’s dorm, which were left full and cosy together, or Hyunjin and Changbin’s dorm, where the oddly swapped roles made the dancer feel like he just lost a child at home. But no one even questioned where they went, the trio had just left like nothing was wrong and no one was suspicious at all, weird.

Originally thinking he was going to be cooped up at home all day without his dear ‘wife’ to entertain him, he was shocked to hear a knock at his front door, knowing that Jisung was probably crashing at Felix and Seungmin’s place again for the millionth time for who knows what, it only meant that Jeongin could be at his front door. But Jeongin loved to be alone, what was the reason for his visit this time? Nonetheless, the ferret was excited to have some company anyway, having just about called Changbin for the tenth time with no respond to his dismay.

“Innie? What brings you over?” Hyunjin asks curiously, eyes widening when he saw the younger in what looked to be pyjamas, an eye cover loosely hanging over his unbrushed hair and a large pillow in hand. The vocalist didn’t respond to his question, only barging himself in and making himself at home with a whine, the smell of pre-made tomato soup making his nose scrunch and stomach growl. There was no way he just woke up, Hyunjin pondered, but with no adult supervision who wouldn’t want to just sleep the day away?

“Alright alright, lay on the couch, I’ll make you something to eat,” Hyunjin assured, leading the fox to the couch. Feeling the soft fabric against his waist, Jeongin didn’t hesitate to fall into the plush feeling instantly, holding his dear pillow close to him. Chuckling at the sight under his breath, he wrapped the eye cover back onto the younger, pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead before rummaging through their kitchen; they had to have some sandwiches made somewhere. Finally emerging victorious with a handmade tuna sandwich that he had made in case of emergency hunger, he unwrapped it slowly, sniffing it to ensure it wasn’t spoilt yet.

As he tried to find some orange juice to get some nutrients into the vocalist, he screamed when arms wrapped around his waist timidly, seeing a brown mushroom of hair snuggling into his back. Jeongin looked up at him almost pleadingly, like a puppy that was begging for affection. And who was Hyunjin not to give that to him? Shaking his head fondly, he brought the maknae into his chest, scratching his scalp lovingly while the other hand worked hard not to spill any orange juice into the glass cup that was threatening to spill over.

“More..I miss Channie Hyung..more attention..” Jeongin finally speaks up, voice hoarse from the lack of noise having slept for so long. Hyunjin stares down at him with hearts in his eyes practically, he couldn’t believe the Yang Jeongin was asking him for attention. Forget the food, Hyunjin slowly lifts up the vocalist as if he’s made of glass, cuddling him closely on the couch before placing a few kisses on top of his head. His heart was practically going to explode, taking at least 10 pictures to flex on the other members later on when he’s available.

“Missing Hyung huh? Well I’ll be here to keep you company Kay? Want anything? Just a few little tickles?” Hyunjin manages to slip the question in discreetly, how could he even hold back that urge to just wiggle his fingers on the fox’s sides when his cheek is squished against his chest, fingers wrapped around his waist snugly and seeking for more warmth. It was as if he wanted to tempt Hyunjin.

“Mmh..please..mhehe!” The younger squeaks when he feels fingers softly spidering up and down his sides, pulling the most innocent giggles that made Hyunjin want to knock himself over and faint. He looked too adorable, nose all scrunched up and curling up to no avail, it was too much for his heart.

“Ehehe! It- It tickles!” Jeongin squeals, but makes no attempt to even remotely move the fingers anywhere, going so far as to curl in closer to the ferret, making him coo in endearment. Maybe he should do this to Changbin, would he look just as cute as this?

“Silly thing, it’s supposed to tickle.” Hyunjin replies with a smile so wide he could’ve split entire worlds with it, it was quite rare to see the maknae in a clingy mood like this, almost as if this was some alternate universe and the roles were swapped between them for once.

“Aha! Nohot my tummy!” The elder could’ve sworn an arrow pierced his heart and put it back together in milliseconds when his fingers scribbled over Jeongin’s stomach gently, seeing how he flopped backwards onto the couch like a little puppy. He tried his best to push away the artist’s hands, but it only felt like a dog pawing at him, and was it cute? Yes. Did he love it? Yes.

“Yes your tummy. All the little tummy tickles is what you want eh?” Hyunjin coos, and it’s only when he hears the faint rumbling of the younger’s stomach along with a tiny vibration that hinted him to stop, seeing his rosy little cheeks and a wide dimpled smile late in the afternoon was killing him and his cheeks, getting up from the couch to get the vocalist’s food.

“Thank you Hyung..” Jeongin sheepishly thanks when he sees the food and drink on the table, taking small sips and nibbles here and there. Despite thinking his cuddly mood was all over when there were only crumbs and drops of his meal left on their coffee table, the fox came crawling back almost immediately, making a little nest on his lap before snoring away once more. He was going to die here soon if Chan didn’t pick him up soon, deciding a nap would be the best course of action not to die from a heart attack of cuteness anytime soon.

The squeals of awe when Chan and Changbin came back to the sight of the duo snuggled up on the couch together was loud enough to wake them up, a sleepy Jeongin practically crushing Chan’s arm while Hyunjin basically tore Changbin’s ears off with nagging yet again for being home late.

[felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna]

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