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giggly-squiggily · 11 months ago

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CHIGIRI TICKLE FIGHT PLS

AHHHH HECK YEAH!!! :D I love Chigiri so much kajrekajrjkeajkrje You know- I've been having such brain rot over Platonic!Isagiri lately! I don't often write just the two of them, but something said "Do it, Squiggily so I did! I hope you like it :D

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It started as a comment.

“Isagi’s the most ticklish person here!”

Freezing mid stretch, Isagi felt his face flush bright red when all eyes fell on him. “H-Huh? Bachira!”

“It’s true! I’ve tickled just about everyone in Team Z, and you’re the most sensitive.” The dribbler grinned, pushing up his imaginary glasses as he pointed at him. “You get giggly even before I touch you!”

“That’s because he likes it when you tickle him.” Kunigami mentioned, earning a small chorus of giggles and coos that made Isagi’s face burn. “But yeah, sorry man. You’re definitely the worst one here.”

“Oh come on, you’re saying I’m the most ticklish when he’s right there?” Isagi gestured dramatically at Chigiri. The redhead was on his way out- likely to escape the oncoming antics- when he froze mid step. “Chigiri is way more ticklish than me!”

“Hmm… he’s got a point.” Gagamaru nodded. “Princess is pretty ticklish.”

“Yeah! When you tickle him, he sounds like a mouse!” Naruhaya agreed, giggling in his hands. “He’s so squeaky, it’s adorable!”

“Isagi’s cute too when he laughs!” Bachira reminded with a grin. “His dimples come out when he laughs!”

“Oo, dimples. Hard to beat that.” Kuon let out a low whistle, Raichi nodding sagely nearby.

“Princess hiccups if you tickle him long enough.” Kunigami’s added detail further spurred the debate across the team, the question of “who’s more ticklish” quickly delving into “Who reacts cuter?”, leaving Isagi feeling slightly dizzy from all the chatter. In the corner of his eye, he watched Chigiri slip away.

After a brief moment, he decided to follow.

~~~

“Hey…sorry about that.” Isagi greeted him in the recording room, Chigiri’s usual spot to go whenever he felt overwhelmed or moody. “I didn’t mean to drag you into it.”

“No, you did. But it’s fine.” Chigiri shrugged, patting a seat beside him. Isagi took it graciously. “They were likely to bring me up at some point.”

With a hum, they fell quiet, both still reeling from the other’s comments. Isagi was sure his face would never cool down, but from the looks of things, Chigiri’s own cheeks were still bright red. At least he wasn’t alone.

“So um…who do you think it is? The more ticklish out of the two of us?” He didn’t know why he asked. Maybe his curiosity won out.

“Ugh, you too?” Chigiri groaned, but there was no discomfort in his tone. If anything, he sounded weary yet amused. “I mean, if I had to choose, I’d say you. Everyone tickles you way more.”

Did he…sound kinda disappointed just now? Wait- what did he just say?

“Hold on, hold on- what do you mean it’s me?” He puffed, feeling a bit indignant. “You’re definitely more ticklish! At least I try to fight back, you give up almost instantly!”

“No point in fighting, it wastes energy.” Chigiri grinned from behind his folded hands, giggling some. “Besides, you’re way louder. You sound like a screaming chicken.”

“A screaming-” Isagi clutched his pearls, gaping at the other with a mock gasp. “Chigiri Hyoma!”

“Close your mouth before a bug flies in.” Isagi snapped his jaw shut, narrowing his eyes. His attempt of a glare only made the redhead laugh more, and if he wanted to laugh so much…

“You know- why do we even bother asking? I’ll prove it now!” Isagi reached out, grabbing Chigiri’s sides and squeezing before the other could react. “Let me show you why you’re the more ticklish of the two of us!”

“Ah! Aheahahhhaa, Iihihihiihsagi!” Chigiri’s quiet giggles quickly melted into squeaks, his hands slapping over his mouth in an attempt to muffle the sound. “Noohoohoho, dohoohohn’t!”

“Just admit you’re more ticklish, and I’ll stop.” Grinning, the brunette scooted closer on his knees, spreading his fingers so they covered more surface area. “Unless you don’t want me to stop, that is.”

Chigiri’s ears matched his hair. Ah, so he was right afterall. “Dohohoohon’t sahahhhay thahahhahhat! Aheahhahhahhaa, Ihihihihihishahahahahgi! Geahhahahaha-ahehahahhah whahahhahait dohohoohohohohn’t!” The redhead jerked away with a short squeal when Isagi poked at his hip, his hands shooting down to bat him away.

He really did sound like a mouse when he squeaked. Huh. It was kinda cute.

“Hehe, Prince mouse.” Isagi teased, grinning at the sound. He poked a few more times as he eyed Chigiri’s knees, knowing just how ticklish he was there. “Maybe I should-”

Before he could even finish his teasy comment, the tables were turned! Isagi yelped out a startled laugh when fingers grabbed at his sides, quick and nimble against his ribs. “Whoa! Whoohhoa thehehere, hahahang ohooho-ahahhahahahhahahan!” Isagi all but giggled when the tickles increased, making him scoot back. “Chiihihihigihihihiri!”

“Eheheh! Gohooht you now!” The redhead snickered, clearly delighted. His famous speed kicked in as he quickly pushed Isagi on his back, scratching along his sides with those damn manicured nails the team loved to tease him about. “Not so cocky when you’re the one being tickled, are you?”

“Pfft- gehahahahahahhahaha! Sohoohohon of ahahhhahahhaha- AH! Nohohohohooohohohho!” Isagi shoved his fist in his mouth when Chigiri pinched along his lowest set of ribs, barely muffling a shriek. “Dohohohoohhon’t, thehehehhell hehehehhar uhuuhuhuhus!”

“Better not squawk then.”

Isagi would have flipped him off had he not been fighting for his life, one hand trying and failing to fight back while the other pressed firmly against his giggly lips, trying to muffle the sound. He did NOT sound like a squawking chicken, thank you very much-

“EHEHEHHE NOHOHOHO!”

….Okay, maybe Chigiri had a point.

“Wow! You’re so ticklish here!” The redhead laughed along with him, thumbs pressing into the deadly spot while the rest of his fingers scritched and scratched along his waist. At some point his sweatshirt rolled up, Chigiri’s hands attacking the bare skin without any hesitation. “I bet Bachira loves hearing you laugh; you should have seen his face when he talked about your dimples. Hm.” Leaning in some, he squinted in the darkness to look at Isagi’s face. “Ah, and there they are.”

“AHHEHAHAH DOOHOOHN’T LOHOHOHOOOHOK!” Isagi cried, covering his face with his hands as he desperately tried to scoot away. If his face got any hotter, he was gonna explode! “CHIHIHIHIGIRIIHIIHIHI!”

“Give up? Are you ready to admit you’re more ticklish?” Ah, the consequences of his actions.

“NEHEHEHHEVER!” With a sudden boost of strength, he wrapped his legs around Chigiri’s hips, twisting and sending him tumbling off him. “Whoohoha, you goohoohod?”

The redhead looked a bit dazed but nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine-WHOA!” His words were cut off when Isagi lunged, attacking him once more before resuming his own tickling. “Ihihihihiihsagihihiihihihi!”

“AH! Ahehehahahah you freahahaking chehehhahhater!”

~~~

“Eheh…hehe…so whhooho won?” Isagi groaned, his body ragdoll like as he laid beside Chigiri.

“Pfft…tie?” He offered, hair falling in his face and nearly blinding him. With a lazy shove, he moved it out of the way, only for it to fall back in his face. “I forgot what we were even fighting about.”

“Heh.” Isagi grinned, reaching out and flicking the long strands away for him. “It doesn’t matter anyway. I had fun.” He paused, considering. “We should do this more often.”

“Have one on one tickle fights in the recording room while the rest of the team’s away? Careful, I might think you’re coming on to me.” Chigiri raised a brow. Isagi flipped him off, earning a snort and a grin.

“No, dumbass! I mean- we should hang out more. You and I.” He nodded, feeling more confident after finally voicing it. “Whenever we do, it’s usually with everyone else. Me and Bachira, you and Kunigami- don’t get me wrong; I like the guys.”

“Bachira especially.”

“Bachira especially.” Isagi ignored how warm his cheeks got at that. “The point is- we like similar enough things, and talking to you is nice. The last time we had a real one on one is when you told me about your knee. And now this…I don’t know- I think I just want more nice moments like this.” He gestured between them with his hand. “That’s probably weird, huh?”

Chigiri was quiet, letting the words fall between them and settle. For a moment, Isagi wondered if he had fallen asleep at one point, but then..

“I’d like that.” Chigiri nodded, a small shy smile pulling on his lips. “If you’d have me.”

“Okay, now you’re the one sounding like a shoujo protagonist.” Isagi grinned, earning muffled giggles from the redhead.

They’d have to head back to the room soon. He knew Bachira was likely waiting for him, already tucked into his futon if not lying partially on Isagi’s. Kunigami would greet them as usual before stealing back Chigiri, the two in their own little world once more. Raichi and Gagamaru would argue about snoring again while Kuon tries to pacify them, and Naruhaya would start a pillow fight as soon as the lights went out.

He looked forward to returning, but for now he just wanted to be here- sharing the quiet space Chigiri resonated in as they traded quick remarks and silly thoughts beneath the lights of the various recordings around them.

Thanks for reading!

#Blue lock #tickle #tickle fic #isagi yoichi #chigiri hyoma #isagiri #I wrote this platonically but it can be read romantically if desired #I just love the idea of them being friends you know?#I mean- they are friends already but like- I need more moments of the two of them

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