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giggly-squiggily · 4 months ago

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omg i'm the happiest in the world YOUR REQS ARE OPEN!! thank you so mucchhh! how abt lee!bachira and ler!isagi from bllk? like isagi discovering bachira is just super weak to tickles so when he's being a bit too much (he'll never be too much to me but anyways) he threatens him with them and then follows up to it. you can totally decline if you want tho! hope you're doing well <33

AHH THIS IS CUTE!!! I love bachisagi so much, and Lee!Bachira is beyond adorable! I've gotcha covered, anon! :3

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“Isagi~” Bachira cooed, getting reeeeal close to his lazing figure. “What��s Mozart’s favorite fruit?”

An inhale, a brow twitch, and a resigned eye roll. “What, Bachira? What is his favorite-”

“Ba-na-na-na!” The dribbler cried in the same note as Fate Symphony. He leaned in so he was nose to nose with Isagi, grinning. “Ba-na-na-na!”

The brunette rolled his eyes as he pushed him off, trying not to smile. It was so stupid, but that was his type of humor. “You better knock it off-”

“Hehe, knock knock?” Bachira asked. Isagi breathed through his nose.

“Who’s there?”

“Orange.”

“Orange who?”

“Orange you glad I didn’t say banana?” The dribbler cried. In the back, Isagi could hear groans and giggles from the others. “Get it? Get it-Whoa!”

Isagi shoved him off, following him down until he was halfway on top against the mats. Behind them, someone wolf whistled. “If you keep this up, I’m gonna tickle you.”

Bachira’s giggly grin froze at the threat, cheek warm and eyes wide. Isagi felt himself pause, not expecting the reaction at all.

Then that brief look of shock melted into a look of genuine excitement, Bachira grinning all over as he reached out, poking Isagi in the cheek. “Boop! Tag, you're it!” He cackled as he shot to his feet, making a run for it.

Isagi blinked, rubbing at his face. Then he clicked his tongue, standing up and making his way after him. Once he got to the door, he found Bachira peeking around the corner, waiting for him.

So that’s how he wanted to play it, huh? “You better run.”

“AHH!” The dribbler let out a squeal and bolted, his giggles renewed as Isagi took chase. Around and around they went, flying by a startled Gagamaru and freshly showered Raichi who yelled something about watching where they were going and lovebirds. None of it mattered to Isagi. All that was there in this moment was Bachira’s cackling laughter as they raced into the open, abandoned soccer field. “Isa-GII!”

The chase was short lived; be it Bachira slowing down to look back or Isagi putting everything into his next sprint. The pair crashed into the fake grass, letting out laughs through momentary winces at the harshness of the ground below. It didn’t deter Isagi from wrestling Bachira on his back, sitting on his hips and pinning his wrists.

“So, just to be clear.” Isagi began, grinning when Bachira giggled and squirmed beneath him. “Do you want me to tickle you?”

“Aehhehe, ehheheehehehe!” Bachira whimpered through his mirth, squeezing his eyes shut as he looked away. After a moment or two, he nodded, far too giggly to say the words.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” With that, he grabbed onto Bachira’s sides, worming his fingers gently over his waist as the other boy arched and squealed. “Just tell me when you’re done and I’ll stop, okay? The safe word is soccer.”

“Eehehahhahha! Oohohohkay!” Bachira nodded again, his hands immediately shooting to Isagi’s wrists. He didn’t grip them, though- but rather held onto them as Isagi carried on dancing his fingers into the sensitive skin. “Aheahhahhaha, Ihihihiisahahahhagi!”

“That’s my name, bumblebee. You really like saying it, huh?” Isagi wormed a hand up towards his ribs while the other one stayed on his waist, tapping along the spaces between each bone as Bachira squeaked and yelped at each prod. “Not that I mind it though. I like hearing you say it.”

“Ooohohoho do yohoohu nohohohow?”

“Yeah. Or maybe I just like you.” He shot both hands up to Bachira’s armpits, making him arch and screech. “Yeah, definitely. I just really, really like you.”

Bachira would have remarked something clever or equally flustering if he wasn't currently laughing his lungs out. Thrashing about in the grass, he pressed his arms tightly against his sides as he kicked his feet, head thrown back and cheeks hurting from how hard he was smiling. “AHEHAHAHHAHA! AHEHAHHHAH MHOOHOHVE SOHOHOMWHEHEHEHERE EHEHEHELSE!”

“Aww, does it tickle too much?” Isagi cooed, doing as requested and bringing his hands back to Bachira’s lowest ribs. It still tickled, but at least he could think again. “Is my cute little bumblebee too ticklish for his own good? Is he? I know how much you love it though. Yes you do! Yes you do!”

No! Not that! “AHEAHAHHAHA!” Bachira let out a statically shriek as his hands flew to his face, hiding his burning cheeks. “DOHOHOHON’T DOHOHOOH THAHHAHAT!”

Isagi blinked, surprised. Then he beamed.

“No way! You can dish it but you can't take it? Oh this is rich!” The raven cackled as he dropped his hands to his boyfriend’s hips, using his thumbs to press in rapidly. “Tickle tickle tickle, bumblebee! Come on, show me that pretty smile of yours~”

“AHEHAHAHHAHAHA! GHEHAHAHAH!” Bachira was howling with mirth, kicking his feet like a child having a tantrum while he halfheartedly tried to block out Isagi’s hands. Even through all of this, however, he didn’t say stop or the safe word. It might have been hidden beneath bouts of ticklish laughter, but Isagi could tell Bachira was having the time of his life.

It made him happy to know he was the reason for it.

“GEHHAHAH TIHIHIME OHOHOUT TIHIHIHME OHOOHOUT!” Bachira pleaded, shooting his hands down to block when Isagi squeezed at his thighs, face on fire. “SOHOOHOCCER!”

Isagi pulled his hands back, folding them politely against his chest as he watched Bachira collapse beneath him, chest heaving and cheeks misty. “So cute. Are you good, Bachira?”

For a moment, Bachira didn’t respond. Isagi was sure he killed him.

Then he nodded, raising a tired thumbs up. Relieved, Isagi smiled as he started to climb off-

Bachira’s hands shot out, grabbing onto his wrists once more. “Stahahy..I lihihke the view.”

Isagi blinked, then he looked around. When the realization of Bachira’s words set in, he blushed and laughed, scratching his cheek. “I must have tickled you too much- you sound delirious.”

A hand guided his face to warm golden eyes, holding nothing but love. “I mean it. You’re my blue sky- the prettiest sight I’m blessed to witness everyday of my life. If I were to die and you were the last thing I see, I’d be okay with that.”

Isagi’s eyes widened, his sharp inhale soft and shaky. Bachira could feel his pulse skip beneath his fingers, alone with the wobbliness of his lips as he smiled. “That’s not fair- you can’t go and say such sweet things to at me like that out of nowhere.”

“Hehe, take that.” Bachira stuck his tongue out playfully, bringing back some of the earlier mood as Isagi leaned into his touch. “Really, I love you, Yoichi Isagi. You're the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and no matter what happens here, that will never change.”

Isagi bit his smiling lips before throwing himself into Bachira’s arms, hugging him close. “Damn you, Meguru Bachira! Damn you and you're beautiful self!” Laughing through his tears, he leaned back and kissed him, putting all his feelings into that simple gesture. “I love you too. You’re the best thing to ever happen to me as well. Please- even when all of this is over; stay by my side?”

Bachira reached up, wiping away his tears before kissing him again, this time softer. “If you’ll have me, I’ll stay by your side for all eternity.”

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#blue lock #tickle #tickle fic #bachira meguru #isagi yoichi #bachisagi #fluff #squiggily writes the things #they're dorks your honor #I love them so much!

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