𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙏𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝?
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𝙖/𝙣: anonnie, i'm so sorry...i've been through the same and it isn't easy...but im so proud of you for making it as far as you did and we'll do it together <3
𝙩/𝙬: changbin is insecure about a lot of things, unheathy methods, fainting and nutrient deficiency, jealousy, sadness, crying, etc.
𝒍𝒆𝒆: changbin
𝙡𝙚𝙧: minho and hyunjin
𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeongins-diary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkedloveandlostpromises @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @r00ni1
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤
IN NO WAY, SHAPE OR FORM DO I BELIEVE THAT CHANGBIN IS UGLY. THIS IS JUST FICTION AND IS NOT MEANT TO RESEMBLE REAL LIFE PEOPLE!!! I BELIEVE THAT CHANGBIN IS ONE OF THE PRETTIEST PEOPLE I HAVE EVER SET EYES ON AND I STAND BY THAT!!!
“AGH! Stop that!” Changbin hissed, slapping Hyunjin’s hand away from his skin.
Binnie scolded himself for wearing a tank top yet again. He just never learned from his mistakes.
He was just trying to speak with the other members, but Hyunjin decided to bother him by sticking his fingers into his upper ribs, near his armpits.
Every shriek the younger earned only increased his need to hear more of them, but Hyunjin got his share of karma soon enough.
“Rank every member by how ticklish they are?! Oh, that sounds like fun!” Chan smirked evilly, everyone’s eyes moving to either Hyunjin or a certain maknae bread.
“Okay, so Hyunjin and Jeongin are tied for first.” Minho started, humming while he thought. “Then Hannie, definitely.”
Jisung started coughing, a blush appearing on his face. Lino thought for a few more moments before speaking again.
“Then it should be Lixie or Chan hyung.”
At once, loud arguments broke out. Both Chan and Felix started shouting at the same time and Minho yelled for them to stop.
“There’s no way you’re less ticklish than me and Lixie!” Chan protested, Felix nodding his head with an offended look.
“But-!” Lino tried to defend himself, but it didn’t work out in the end.
So next on the list was Minho.
“NOW it’s you two.” Lino commented quickly before anyone had a chance to tease him because of his position in the top three.
Everyone agreed. “Oooh, I can’t decide between Seungmin and Changbin!” Minho groaned, thinking as hard as he could.
Meanwhile, both mentioned members started to flush deeply, glancing at each other in embarrassment.
“Let’s have a vote!” Jeongin proposed, and everyone quickly agreed.
“Who votes for Seungmin hyung?” Jeongin asked, putting his own hand up.
Surprisingly, everyone agreed, including Seungmin himself, that he was most probably more ticklish than Changbin.
Changbin grinned happily as everyone else began to tease each other, excluding him.
So there he was, at the bottom of the list. At the moment, it seemed great to Changbin.
Nobody could tease him considering they were higher on the list.
But as Changbin learned, it wasn’t always the best in every case.
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Changbin groaned as he flexed again in the mirror. He has been working so hard in the gym, yet he was unable, in his opinion, to improve his body for their upcoming performance.
He hadn’t changed at all, and he was sure that STAY’s would hate him for it.
[NOT TRUE AT ALL HE’S SO FUCKING PRETTYYY]
His mind began to flash with all the things they would call him. ‘The least popular member AND the least improved?’
Binnie swore that he would break down crying if he thought anymore, so he walked off to try and distract himself.
Minho walked by him in the kitchen, squeezing his belly playfully. It was meant to be a show of affection, but at the moment, Changbin started overthinking, believing that Minho was teasing him.
His eyes welled up, and he blinked rapidly to extinguish the tears before they threatened to drop.
Lino, however, had noticed the rapper’s empty response to his affection, especially at something that would normally earn him at least a giggle.
It was all over when dinner happened, and Changbin was already out of it, leaving the members to believe something was wrong.
They tried with their greatest efforts to involve him in their conversations, believing that he felt left out and lonely, but the only fruit of their efforts were empty replies and few-word responses.
After some concerned glances at each other, Jeongin decided it lighten up the mood by prodding Binnie’s ribs twice, earning quiet squeaks and jolts.
After that, all the members began to coo and giggle at him, smiling at him and playing with his hands to try and cheer him up.
At the show of affection, Changbin’s cheeks flushed a rosy color, and the once dimmed sparkles returned to his eyes.
“Binnieee! You look so cute blushing for us, do it some more?~” Chan teased.
“Our chubby, cute Changbinnieee~” Hyunjin giggled, squishing at the boy’s cheeks.
Changbin’s mind only caught onto one word. He had tried so hard to distract himself from it, but his overthinking returned as his mind began to spiral uncomfortably. ‘Chubby.’
The other members must have noticed that he blanked out, because he suddenly snapped back to reality and heard multiple concerned voices calling his name.
Changbin smiled and excused himself, locking himself in his room the first moment he got.
The other members sat in silence, staring at his untouched plate of food and empty glass of water, wondering what they did wrong.
Over the next few days, the dorm was uncomfortably silent, the once loud and cheery dwaekki now practically living at the gym, not coming home even to eat proper meals, though Chan noticed their box of protein powder and electrolyte packets getting considerably lighter.
Changbin still spoke to the members, however his flame had distinguished and his smiles seemed more strained, and the rapper had now seemed to be struggling to keep himself upright.
The others had constantly tried to get him to take better care of himself, even taking it to the point of where they tried to force meals into his throat.
It only barely worked, and now the members had even less time due to comeback schedules.
Minho and Chan started to take tolls on their health too, and small worry creases began to form on their faces.
In general, the group had no time for breaks, and when they weren’t performing, they barely saw Changbin at all.
The members started to dearly miss the happy, responsible rapper, considering he was their light during all the hardships of comeback season.
But once, they got a break, and was ordered by the company to stay within the building.
The members shuffled awkwardly into the dorm, the energy changing since they realized that it would be the first time together in the dorm in a long period of time.
Everybody ate quietly, and soon enough, Hyunjin couldn’t handle it anymore. “What happened here?” He scoffed sarcastically.
He quickly stuck his fingers up Jisung’s shirt, earning a high pitched yelp.
Quick as lighting, the group was back, talking to each other, grinning in happiness.
After dinner, they battled the maknae down onto the couch and went to town, releasing all their stress through their tickling fingers.
Jeongin was screaming, out of breath and begging as Changbin quietly held his arms down, smiling when the maknae looked at him with teary, pleading eyes.
A sudden surge of jealousy suddenly struck the unprepared rapper, who flushed as he watched all the member’s fingers wiggling onto the youngest’s worst spots.
Ever since the day they had ranked themselves in the list, Changbin noticed a considerable difference in the amount he got tickled, noticing the others always getting each other and not him.
He started to realize that maybe it was because he ranked so low, because they wanted someone with better reactions, someone who was more ticklish.
Insecurity flashed before his eyes, and his chest hurt as he tried to hold back his tears for the umpteenth time that week.
Changbin hadn’t even realized that he had let go of the maknae’s arms, and that the others had been staring at him.
Changbin’s vision went blurry, and his stomach cried out again for food, but yet again he shoved the feelings down as he reached for his water bottle.
After determining that it was empty, he stood up to refill it, and regretted it as dark and white spots swam in his vision.
Binnie stumbled backwards, startling the others as they reached out to catch him.
“Hyung? Are you okay?” Hannie gasped, noticing the older stumbling over himself.
Felix immediately stood up to help him, taking the bottle from his hands and running to fill it.
Seungmin stood up and wrapped his arms around his waist, gasping quietly when he felt just how much weight Changbin had lost to his unhealthy methods.
Changbin groaned in pain, wrapping his arms around his stomach and shuddering.
Suddenly, his entire body gave up on him, sore and spent from the long hours of gym with no energy intake.
Lixie ran back with the water bottle just to let out a loud scream as Binnie collapsed. Luckily, Seungmin was able to safely lower him to the ground, where the others began to panic and shout, trying to wake him up.
Changbin shook in pain for a few seconds before slumping completely, and Chan ran to get the building doctor.
Hyunjin shook his head unhappily. He had seen it all coming.
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Changbin woke up with a jump, feeling fingers running along his side. His eyes felt heavy and exhausted, and he almost shut them again.
“See?! I knew that would wake him up!” Binnie recognized Minho’s voice.
He heard multiple voices around him murmuring, and he watched as Jisung grabbed and yanked him into a hug, and he sank into the younger’s hold.
He felt more arms wrap around him, engulfing him in a wave of warmth and love.
All at once, shame and embarrassment overwashed Changbin’s senses, and he sobbed suddenly, the sounds weak and broken as everyone’s hold tightened, like a strong anchor he could hold onto in the darkest of times.
He cried and cried, wailing quietly and trembling in weakness.
Binnie’s stomach hurt so badly, and he cursed himself for being such a fool, for making a big scene out of everything.
But a voice cut him off. “Take this.” Chan kneeled down to reach his sitting position, placing multiple pills and a glass of water in the rapper’s hand.
At his confused look, Chris explained. “Nutrient deficiency. Overworked and underfed.” He firmly pressed them into the boy’s palm.
Changbin felt embarrassed, for being knocked over like a weak child, and when he looked down in shame, Chan realized that he was being too harsh for someone who had already received punishment enough.
“I’m sorry, bunny. We should have been taking care of you…but we didn’t. I thought you knew better than to do that.” Chan didn’t speak in a angry tone, but a soft, concerned tone, not accusing or harsh.
Changbin sniffled and glanced at the leader with watery eyes. “I’m so sorry, hyung...” He whispered, more tears splashing onto his clenched fists.
Chan’s expression softened as he wiped away Binnie’s tears, the other members staring in slight shock.
“I-I just wanted to look better, for the fans. I don’t wanna look chubby!” He cried out, finally letting out the words that had been plaguing him for so long.
“I don’t want to be hated…I didn’t want any of this…” He whimpered, gasping for breath as Chan’s eyes widened in horror.
Minho stared at the leader in shock, and Hyunjin suddenly felt guilt hit him like a truck, remembering his earlier comment to the older that had made him blank out.
The members hugged him tight, and Chan even sat him on his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist protectively as Changbin finally swallowed the pills slowly.
He whined as Chan pressed in a little deeper, though the leader decided to leave it to another day, and everyone carried the rapper back to dorm.
Lino immediately started up the stove, ready to cook food. Felix grabbed the chocolate bars from the fridge.
After Changbin had taken a much needed shower, he walked into the hall just to see the hall set up for movie night; tons of food and blankets were placed everywhere, along with a fresh batch of brownies.
He looked around for the members, but nobody was there. Suddenly, he felt a pair of arms fasten around his waist, and yank his frail body into the air.
Binnie squealed in surprise, and he stared at Hyunjin as the younger easily manhandled him, carrying him bridal-style to the couch.
Changbin didn’t want to admit it, but watching the dancer lift him like he weighed nothing caused his lee mood to flare up. Badly.
The other members appeared suddenly, kissing his cheeks and playing with his fingers, causing him to flush a happy rosy pink.
They sat Binnie down and took turns feeding him food, and he groaned happily at the taste that he had missed so much, happily taking the food from everyone.
Felix tapped his cheek twice to tell him to open his mouth, and Changbin hesitated as he eyed the brownie in the younger’s hand.
Seungmin appeared behind him and snuck his hands under the boy’s shirt, suddenly tickling him everywhere, and through the rapper’s giggles, Lixie managed to get the brownie in his mouth.
After the small incident, Binnie was unable to focus as his lee mood drove him mad, every touch by another member had him flinching, and it didn’t help that he could hear Chan trying to muffle his laughter as Felix kept poking his side.
Changbin felt like he needed to start provoking somebody to tickle him; there was no way he would be able to sleep with this lee mood.
He suddenly leapt onto Hyunjin, digging into the boy’s sides and hearing loud squawks of laughter.
Soon enough, he let up, hoping that Hyunjin was willing to try and take his revenge somehow.
But it just caused the entire group to start wrecking Hyunjin, and his loud screams drowned out Changbin’s frustrated groan.
That night, Changbin was unable to sleep, staring at his phone. He felt more energized though, probably because the members shoved so much food down his throat his stomach was threatening to burst.
He threw his own arms over his head, wondering what it would feel like to be pinned down so tightly that he couldn’t move, and wrecked in every spot until he went insane.
He watched some clips of the other members tickling each other, and he noticed the absence of clips of his own, though it was clear that he did tickle the others a lot.
Changbin turned off his phone and set it on the bedside table, making sure to keep his arms up as he imagined it.
Usually he was holding the member’s arms above his head, but sometimes when Chan tried to do it to him, he ended up being too strong and yanking his arms down himself.
Changbin whined to himself. Sometimes being the strongest member was a blessing and a curse.
He finally put his arms down as the cold air hitting the underside of his arms started to feel uncomfortable.
Changbin turned and shut his eyes just as he heard the bedroom door open.
Opening his eyes just a little, he spotted Minho and Hyunjin standing over him, and he squeezed his eyes shut. Maybe, they would tickle him awake.
“I know you’re awake, Binnie.”
So much for that. Changbin slowly opened his eyes and stared at the two as they got into bed with him, on either side.
Once they had turned Changbin into the jam spread on their sandwich, they wrapped their arms around him.
It was peaceful and quiet, and Binnie momentarily forgot all about his need for tickles, just enjoying the moment with his members.
Suddenly, an unbearable tingle began at his side, and he grunted before grabbing Hyunjin’s invading hand.
“Don’t.” He said, though he didn’t mean it.
“Oh, I think we should, shouldn’t we?” Minho responded, and Changbin noticed his face burning.
“N-No!” He yelled, Minho’s grip on his wrists suddenly becoming known to him. He squirmed weakly, which was noted by the dancer.
“Did you really think we’d not notice the way you were watching earlier?” Hyunjin giggled, watching Changbin’s eyes widen.
“So, Binnie. Were you…jealous, perhaps?” Lino teased, leaning in slightly knowing that it would fluster the rapper.
“No! W-Why would I be?” Binnie deflected, and Minho released his wrists. “I guess we’re done now.”
Desperate, Changbin replied. “Wait! Okay, maybe I was a little…j-jealous.” He looked down at the end, and the other two cooed playfully at him.
“Did you wanna get wrecked, oh big, tough, Binnie?” Minho teased, watching Changbin’s face turn the color of roses as he whined.
“Is that what you came here for?” Changbin asked, his tone hopeful, which definitely startled Hyunjin.
“What do you mean?” The tallest asked. “I mean, wouldn’t you rather get someone else, you know, someone more ticklish than me?” Changbin whispered, not wanting them to feel uncomfortable.
There was a quiet silence, and Changbin glanced up to see the two staring sadly at him. “Is that why you were upset for so long?” Minho asked, and Binnie nodded slowly.
“I’m so sorry, baby. We should’ve shown equality, but we didn’t.” Minho gave the rapper a quick apologetic hug, suddenly guilty.
“But now, we’ll wreck you the way you deserve.” He gestured to Hyunjin.
“What about the others?” Binnie didn’t want to wake up the sleeping members.
“They’ve gone to the other dorm to get something, it’s just us.” Minho reassured, and Changbin didn’t even notice Hyunjin pulling his arms up and sitting on them.
Minho sent a teasing poke at Binnie’s ribs, the boy shrieking and trying to yank his arms down to protect the spot…just to realize that he was immobile.
“Hyun-JIN! Get ohohoff!” Changbin burst into loud giggles as another pair of fingers walked right into his bare underarms, and Minho concentrated purely on his sensitive hips.
After some time of his cute giggling, Binnie felt a little guilty. “Hyuhuhung! Stohop fohor a sehehecond!”
Minho slowed his fingers so they were just tracing in the crevices of the boy’s ribs. The light sensations sent tingles shooting up Binnie’s body.
“Go rougher…I feel like you’re getting bored.” Binnie pouted sadly. Lino’s face softened, and Hyunjin smiled reassuringly before speaking.
“We’d never get bored with this~” And the tallest started to lightly wiggle his fingers across the boy’s neck, eliciting the cutest giggles from the rapper beneath him.
“How about we go rougher anyway, since our dear Binnie asked for it?” Lino asked, smirking down at the pinned rapper.
The two suddenly started scribbling wherever they could, switching between spots as fast as they could.
Changbin was in shambles, laughter growing louder and louder as he tried his hardest to escape, but just couldn’t.
“See? You’re the least ticklish, but look at how you’re laughing now.” Minho grabbed a small mirror from the bedside table and shoved it in Changbin’s face.
Embarrassed, the rapper tried to turn his head away, but when Hyunjin held his chin and forced him to look at himself, Changbin saw himself.
So content and happy, grinning ear to ear in joy, small tears resting on his rosy face.
Changbin never expected himself to look as pretty as he did, but his chest grew warm in fondness, looking at his own reflection as he giggled involuntarily.
“See? You look so pretty for us, giggling like that~” Minho cooed, fingers still tickling at Changbin’s side as his other hand held up the mirror.
Lino decided to move further up, slipping his hand under the boy’s shirt and squeezing his upper ribs, switching the mirror to his phone as he pressed record.
Binnie cackled with laughter, the cute sound making Hyunjin smile so hard his face started to ache.
“AAAHAH! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!” He laughed loudly, falling apart as he tried his hardest to yank his arms down, but couldn’t as Hyunjin sat on them, and his weakened state didn’t allow him to use his strength.
He didn’t even know there was a camera recording him until he heard Hyunjin speak.
“Isn’t he so cute?” The tallest stuck his fingers into Changbin’s outstretched armpits, and the middle screamed as two pairs of hands tickled him to pieces.
“STOPSTOPSTOHOHOHOHOP! HYUHUHUHAHAHAHA!” Binnie was falling apart already, throwing his head in every direction.
“STAYs, you wanna see how ticklish he really is?” Minho followed by blowing a looong raspberry right onto the sensitive area along Binnie’s top ribs, the spot easily accessible due to the tank top that Changbin just couldn’t stop wearing.
Hyunjin pointed the camera to his face right as the boy howled with laughter, high pitched squeals and cackles following as his sensitive spot was abused relentlessly.
His feet kicked wildly in the blankets as small tears fell down his red face.
“NAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE-AGHAHAHAHA!” He couldn’t remember the last time he had laughed so hard, his lee mood satisfied and content.
“OKAAAY—! IHIHIMDONE HYUHUHUNG PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!” He finally screeched, his now hypersensitive body trembling in exhaustion.
“Only if you admit you’re beautiful!” Hyunjin yelled over the loud laughter.
Changbin shook his head, and Minho only blew harder into the sensitive skin, while Hyune decided to help by lightly tickling the rapper’s neck.
“OKAHAHAY OKAHAHAY! YOU WIHIHIN! IHIHIM BEHEHEAUTIFUL!”
Minho let up, relishing in the dwaekki’s tiny giggles as he rubbed at his body, loudly panting.
The three ended up sleeping together anyway, and Changbin was first to get wrecked in the morning as well.
Wanna know why?
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Chan crowded into the bed with the other kids, too lazy to head back to the other dorm.
He knew Minho would take care of things there anyway.
Suddenly 5 phones lit up, and Chan warily opened the official Kid’s Tiktok.
😼 posted a video: our baby bunny 🐷🐰^^
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