#ler! felix

[luckyyybutnotthatluckyy]

Title: Videos

Lee: Seungmin

Ler: Felix

Warning: Tk content, also it is a little confusing bc past and present at the same time

Hope you enjoy!!!

Felix was scrolling through his phone in the living room, until he found a video from a camera pre-debut, bored he watched it.

It was pre-debut, and they were stressed by everything, so Felix and Seungmin decided to practice together. The two were soon done practicing music together in a practice room, they decided to mess around a little.

“L-Lix, are you sure we don’t have to get out of here?” a nervous Seungmin asked Felix, who was messing around with the microphones.

‘Ah, Min, nervous as always.’ Felix thought in the present.

“Nah, no one is practicing after us, Min, why are do you look so anxious? Uncomfortable around me?” Felix wondered, slightly glaring at the other, “Also, why don’t you ever call me Hyung?”

“I- uh,” he hesitated, looking down, almost a little embarrassed.

“Hmm? My little dongsaeng scared of me?” Lix asked, scooting closer to him, this was something new for Lix, since he was pretty friendly.

“N-No, uh,” Seungmin hesitated again, guilt swallowing him whole.

“Aww, it’s okay, you can tell me Min,” Felix cooed, securing the younger with a little hug.

No reply, just a little blush on Seungmin’s face, though Felix wanted him to feel more comfortable.

“Lihix,” he giggled, pokes on his sides following tingling sensations.

"Lix? Or Hyung?” Felix teased, while Seungmin squirmed in his arms and squeaked quietly, “Shh, relax for me.”

Then the puppy began to break when the sunshine boy lightly scratched his tummy, “Nohohoh, plehehease.”

"So cute,” he cooed, flustering the puppy badly while also adding a few fingers into his armpits.

‘Hmm, it’s been a while since I did actually got to tickle him…’ Felix thought, wondering if the puppy is somewhere in the building.

Back into the video

He shrieked, thrashed in Felix’s arms a little, but the efforts he put in were fruitless.

“NAHAHAAH! FIHIHINE! HYUHUNG!” he finally accepted the fact, that was the only way to get out of this.

“Good, now for your reward,” a very satisfied Felix said, continuing to tickle the heck out of poor Seungmin.

“YOUHOHOUR SOHO EVIL!”

Felix had no signs of stopping now, and later he remembered exactly what caused him to stop.

Chan, who was looking at the cameras of the practice room, downloaded the video and sent it Felix and texting, ‘Alright you’ve had your fun, come out now.’

Back in the present, Felix was a little flustered himself, but he turned around when he saw Seungmin watching it with him.

“Delete that thing right now!” was what Felix last heard before the living room was a complete chaos of fighting over his phone. Did he delete it? Who knows.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Thank you! Okay here’s my idea. It’s kinda like a slowburn fic but tickling? So imagine it’s a Ler in a Ler mood (maybe Chan?) but is trying to hold back from acting on it cuz he doesn’t wanna make the others uncomfortable. But the members notice and decide to tease the Ler by doing little things near him but not close enough to let him participate. So like poking each other, short quick tickle, stretching and showing off weak spots but hiding them too fast. Just really making the Ler mood for him worse trying to break him but he keeps holding back until finally one of the Lees just flat out invites him to tickle them cuz you know you want to hyung. Basically a flustered shy Ler fic! I hope I explained it right. I think it’d be fun for it to be a longer fic so you can play up the flustery parts. That’s my idea! I love ur writing so I hope you like this idea and feel inspired to write it! If not, maybe one day I will post my version of it. Thank youuu!! ☀️

𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 — 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗮’𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 3.5k

𝙖/𝙣: happy birthday to me!! i’m so happy i got to post this fic on time hehe :3 i hope you all enjoy this!!

𝒍𝒆𝒆: skz

𝙡𝙚𝙧: chan

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

Ler mood: 9/10 

Chan was this close to losing it. He felt the overwhelming guilt flood his system, like the feeling of sticky fingers after eating ice cream, that annoyingly clammy feeling that spreads through the body with no end in sight. 

Jisung’s gentle snoring filled the studio, and Channie watched, laptop forgotten and bottom lip between his teeth, as the smaller boy shifted, his shirt rising just a bit more to reveal his tiny belly button. 

The urge to stick a finger in there, to hear the high pitched squeal and chaotic, unhinged laughter that would ensue was catastrophic. Chan fidnt know how he’s still holding back. 

But he was asleep, and what if it irritated him? 

Chan felt the guilt rise again, and he nearly groaned out loud. His ler mood was killing him, and he needed one of the members right now or else he might actually explode. 

Okay…so maybe he became a bit dramatic when his mood hits. But who could blame him?

Listening to Jisung complain about how sleep deprived he had been lately, Chan knew it would be horrible to just disturb him like that. 

Ler mood: 8/10

Wandering around the dorm in search of a potential lee, a sinking feeling began to emerge in Chan’s gut. Am I too overbearing? Is this crossing the line? And worst of all, Am I…weird for doing this? 

Chan froze mid-step, vision going slightly blurry as tears welled up in his eyes. He felt absolutely horrible, hunting his members down to tickle them just because he was feeling a certain way. 

Even if Changbin’s tummy looked too sweet not to be tickled, and even if Seungmin called him old one too many times, Chan wondered if the members hated the spontaneous tickling sessions he threw at them, whether it made them nervous, or even worse, scared of the leader. 

Dinner time was a chaotic time as normal, all the members chatting as they devoured the scrumptious cooking, courtesy of Minho. Except for one. 

Chan moved around the food on his plate with his fork and spoon, feeling squeamish and uncomfortable with the prospect of eating. He felt nervous as he felt seven pairs of eyes stare him down, like a flight of hawks. 

“You haven’t eaten a thing, hyung… are you okay?” Hyunjin’s tone dripped of suspicion, like honey, sweet and sultry at the same time. 

Channie gulped. “Yes, I’m fine,” He chuckled, trying to act normal even if he knew it wouldn’t work. His thoughts were confirmed when Minho narrowed his eyes at him across the room. 

Chan excused himself, trying his hardest to ignore how the others stared holes into the back of his head as he set his plate in the sink and left. 

Ler mood: 10/10

Hearing the sound of screaming laughter, Chan shot up from his studio table, turning his head to see the rest of the members immersed in playful banter, and poor m was getting it, dozens of fingers attacking as he squealed out, face red. 

Chan fought the itch to join in, instead trying to block out the sound of the maknae’s joyful hysterics  by slamming his headphones onto his head, pressing them against his ears in a hope that they’d drown out the laughter that made him wanna cry. 

It did nothing, and Chan felt his eyes well up with tears again as he was forced to listen to the one sound that he wanted to elicit the most. 

He watched in slight sadness as Changbin showed off the progress on his muscles, pointedly looking at Chan to signify his point, and Chan felt horribly guilty for not being able to focus on anything other how exposed Changbin’s armpit was, and how easy it’s be to pin him down and tickle him silly. 

It happened later again with Minho too. His feet were in Chan’s lap while the leader massaged, and Minho kept giving him hard looks, almost as if to try and egg him on as Channie’s brain filled with thoughts on how simply he could just skim his fingers along Minho’s soles and have the younger go ballistic beneath his tickling fingers. 

Then with Jeongin too. The maknae kept poking Channie’s sides, at this point he was just asking for it, telling Chan fo get him back fast because “You know you want to, hyung.”

Chan wondered if it was all on purpose and the members knew, or if the universe was conspiring against him to make his ler mood worse. 

Ler mood: 10/10

After two grueling days of drowning in his own thoughts, Chan was dragged into the living room by Minho, and there awaited the one sight that he’d been dreading. 

All of the members were seated around the couch, eyes sad and expressions concerned. Chan felt a knot form in his throat, and he felt so bad for making them feel upset. 

“Hyung, seriously, what’s going on?” Minho asked, his tone gentle as he took both of Channie’s hands. “Did someone hurt you? Do you feel sick? You’ve been off lately, we’ve all been worried.”

“Please,” Felix joined in. “Please just tell us. You can trust us, hyung.”

“Yeah,” Jisung added. “We know you love to tickle us, and we love to be tickled, hyung. You can do what you want when you’re in a ler mood. Don’t hold it back and don’t overthink it. You’re destroying your own happiness.”

Chan sank into the nearby couch section, and his mind felt like it was exploding, and it was unbearable. 

“I just want…to make you laugh. I want to make you all happy…” He started, sniffling as he felt many pairs of arms wrap around him. “It’s stupid…that I’m overthinking a ler mood, but I don’t want to…make you all uncomfortable.”

Jisung giggled, sinking to his knees in front of Chan, hands reaching out to cup the leader’s cheeks and jaw, wiping away the stray tears with his thumbs. “So you were watching me sleep because you wanted to tickle me?”

The leader sputtered, cheeks going red as the whole group laughed. “Well—hey!”

“So hyung’s in a ler mood. So why don’t we let him tickle us? You know you want to, hyung,”  Seungmin announced nonchalantly, although his red ears and pink cheeks told another story. 

“Mmm…how about two minutes each in whatever spot he wants?” Hyunjin joined in, teasingly poking a reddening Jeongin’s cheek. 

After some time discussing, the members all gathered on the carpet in a circle, staring up at Chan as the eldest gleefully sat in the center. 

“Everyone has to try not to move their arms a lot, so that he’ll be able to do what he wants.” Minho announced. 

“Easy for you to say, remember how many times you nearly killed hyung by slapping him while he tried to tickle you?” Jisung laughed, screaming when Minho made claws at his face. 

“First, Seungmin!” Felix screeched, and all of the members jumped into action, dragging the protesting puppy into the center of the circle, and restraining him to the floor. 

Biting his lip, Seung could feel his cheeks heat up as Chan stepped over him, then lowered to pin his hips to the floor. The leader’s slightly shy gaze was too much, and Seungmin squeezed his eyes shut, feeling flustered. 

He felt his shirt being untucked and pulled away, and he let out a helpless whine as his tummy was exposed to the cool air. 

Then, Seung felt a pair of lips attach to his belly, and his eyes shot open in horror, but far too late. 

“Oh my—GAHAHAHAHAHAA!!” Seungmin shrieked as he tried to curl in on himself to protect his tummy from the endless raspberries being peppered onto it. 

Chan smiled, albeit shyly, holding Seungmin’s sides while he blew a long one right into the boy’s navel. “NO—NOHOHOHOHOOO!! Ihihihit tihihihickles!!” Seungmin whined, unable to shield himself in any way. 

He endured more and more, feeling like he was gonna burst from how hard he was laughing. He even heard himself snort—how embarrassing. “STAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! Pleheheheheheaseee!!”

Before he even knew it, his time was up, and he was released. Panting, Seungmin ran towards Felix and dragged him to the center of the circle. 

Now, Felix was a giggling mess, pinned on his back in the middle of the living room floor. His arms were stretched above his head, held firmly by Hyunjin, whose long fingers were occasionally scribbled along Felix’s forearms to keep him squirming.

Seungmin, seeking revenge, and Jeongin, had each grabbed one of his legs, keeping them still despite Lixie’s half-hearted attempts to kick free. The boy whined and kicked, but he was unable to break free. 

Chan hovered near his waist, fingers poised hesitantly, but his expression was gleeful and joyful. 

Lixie let out a helpless wheeze, eyes fearful hesitatingly Changbin scooted to his torso, holding down his hips. “Please…Channie hyung, go easy!”

Chan grinned, confidence regained, and his fingers descended happily onto Felix’s waist. Lix’s reaction was immediate: his body arched off the floor, a burst of uncontrollable laughter spilling out of him.

“Gotcha~” Chan said smugly, his fingers moving with accuracy as he targeted Felix’s ribs.

Felix twisted and squirmed, his laughter growing louder and more desperate. “HYUHUHUHUHUNG!! THAHAHAHAHAT’S CHEEHHEHEHEATING!!” 

“How?” Chan asks, digging deeper to hear the brownie boy squeal, his body arching a little bit unable to go far. 

“Youhuhuhu knohohow that’s my wohohohOHOHORST SPOHOHOHOHOHOT!!” Felix howled, body bucking as he felt more fingers spider along his sensitive skin. 

“Times up!” Changbin called, and Chan groaned. 

“IHIHIHITS OKAHAHAHAAY!! Gohhohohoh on ihihihits fihihine!!” Felix squealed, wanting Chan to have as much time as he wanted to tickle the members until his ler mood was satisfied.

Chan smiled gently at that, continuing to tickle for about another minute with joy, loving the way his sunshine squirmed beneath him, laughing so happily at something so simple as some ticklish touches. 

Chan finally leaned back, giving Felix a moment to catch his breath. Felix panted, his voice hoarse but still tinged with residual giggles.

Hyunjin and Seungmin finally released him, and Felix immediately curled into a ball, hugging his sides protectively.

Hyunjin had been laughing way too hard during Felix’s ticklish ordeal. He’d been the first to volunteer to pin Felix’s arms, the loudest to chime in with teasing remarks, and the most smug about his role in the chaos.

So when Felix finally caught his breath, wiping away tears of laughter, he turned toward Hyunjin with a look that could only be described as pure vengeance. 

“Come here!” He shouted, grabbing Hyune’s arms and dragging him to the center, much to the others’ delight as they pinned him down. 

“No, no, NO!” Hyunjin shrieked, scrambling to his feet as Felix grabbed his arms to pin. The rest of the group erupted into cheers, their laughter filling the living room as Lixie tackled Hyunjin to the floor with surprising speed.

Hyunjin’s legs kicked wildly, but Chan was quick to sit on them, his grin smug as he held Hyunjin’s ankles down. “Oh, no, you’re not going anywhere,” Chan said, his tone playful as he grabbed at Hyunjin’s waist, motioning Lix to keep his arms steady as he dug deep into the boy’s armpits. 

Hyunjin shrieked, laughter tumbling out of him as Chan’s thumbs massaged torturous circles into his sensitive skin, even slipping under his shirt to access the bare skin. 

“NOHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!” The ferret screamed dramatically, bucking up and down as Chan dug even deeper, grinning maniacally as Hyune squealed in response. 

Hyunjin’s laughter was frantic now, unable to get enough air between the bursts of giggles. His feet twitched and jerked, but no matter how much he squirmed, Felix and Seungmin kept him firmly in place.

“YOUHUHU AHAHAHAALLL SUHUHUHUHUCK!!” The laughter that spilled from Hyunjin was near non-stop, and the sound was contagious. His whole body shook with helpless giggles, making it hard for him to catch his breath as Chan’s relentless poking continued at his armpits.

Changbin raised a single arm to signify the time completed, and Chan released the red faced boy instantly, laughing as Hyune practically scrambled to hide behind a very amused Jisung. 

Hyunjin, still flushed with laughter and completely winded, shot them all a glare, though it was hard to stay mad when his grin was just as wide as everyone else’s.

Changbin had been watching the chaos unfold with a mixture of amusement and caution. Being the self-proclaimed strongest member, he was confident that he wouldn’t fall victim to the tickle onslaught that had already claimed three of the members.

But when the others turned their attention to him, his confidence started to waver.

“No! Not me!” He stumbled backwards as five of the members began to approach to help Chan—Minho, Seungmin, Jisung, Hyunjin, and Felix. 

“Careful boys,” Chan called out. “He won’t go down without a fight.” He proclaimed dramatically. 

It ended up taking all seven of them to bring a wailing Changbin to the floor. 

“NOOOOO!!” He cried out as each member sat on one of his limbs to finally pin him down, and he squeaked in fear as the leader sat triumphantly on his thighs. 

“Ready, Binnie?~” Chan cooed, but he didn’t wait for an answer. He shot his hands to Changbin’s hips, and much to the poor boy’s horror, dug in deep with his thumbs. 

“AAAHAHAHAHAHAA!! NOHOHOHOT THE HIPS, NOTTHEHIPS—AAHAHAHAHAHA!!” 

Chan grinned in amusement as Changbin flopped around, laughing his head off as the leader targeted one of the worst spots on his body. 

“Not so strong now, huh?” Minho crooned, laughing as Changbin let out an adorable snort of laughter before devolving into frantic cackles yet again. 

“ENOUGH—EHEHEHEHENOUGHHHH!! IHIHIHU GIVE UHUHUHUHUP!!” 

The timer rang faintly in the background, so Chan gave Binnie’s hips one last squeeze before letting the boy go, relishing in how red the rapper’s face had become, combined with how teary eyed he seemed. 

Changbin groaned, burying his face in his hands. “I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Nope,” the others said in unison, laughing as they watched their strongest member reduced to a giggling, embarrassed mess.

Jeongin had been watching from the sidelines with a mix of amusement and dread. Sure, he’d laughed along with the others as Seungmin, Felix, Hyunjin, and Changbin were respectfully reduced to ticklish messes, but the way everyone slowly turned their attention toward him made his stomach drop.

“No. Nope. Not happening,” Jeongin said, backing up quickly, his hands raised in a defensive gesture.

“Oh, it’s definitely happening,” Chan said, his smile far too innocent to be reassuring.

“You’ve been way too smug over there,” Seungmin added, cracking his knuckles as he stepped forward. “Time to see how well you can handle it, maknae.”

Innie darted a glance around the room, trying to find an escape route, but the others had already spread out, blocking any possible exit. “Guys, come on,” He said, his voice pitching slightly as he tried to reason with them. “I’m the youngest! You can’t do this to me!”

Felix snorted. “That’s exactly why we can do this to you.”

Before Jeongin could make a break for it, Hyunjin and Changbin lunged forward, grabbing him by the arms. Innie let out a startled yelp, thrashing wildly as they dragged him toward the center of the circle.

“NOO!!” He shrieked as high pitched as he could, causing one of the members to groan loudly in the background. Innie was very quickly shut up by the feeling of feathers gliding along his neck. 

“WAHAIT!! Nohohohohobody sahahahaid toohohohohools!!” Jeongin squealed as Chan cooed, cupping the maknae’s chin with one hand and tilting his head up to expose his neck, grinning down at the youngest’s giggly expression while the others used whatever feathers they found, tracing and fluttering along his sensitive neck. 

“I know, I know,” Chan pouted down at the maknae. “But you’re too cute not to use them on~”

Innie giggled, eyes tearing up as the tickles continued without an end in sight. More feathers fluttered along the shell of his ears, and Jeongin exploded into giggles, his face scrunching up as he squirmed helplessly.

“Oh, baby, I love you so much,” Chan smiled, brushing Innie’s hair out of his face. “You’re so cute~”

The timer rang loudly, disrupting the vibe, but Jeongin was too dazed to really care. The members made sure to slow to a stop, however. 

“Look who’s so cute being tickled,” Jisung chuckled. 

“Good, because you’re next, and boy am I not gonna let you off easy~” Chan laughed, and Jisung gulped hard. 

“This is a bad idea,” Jisung said quickly, his words tumbling over each other as he was dragged to the center. “You really don’t want to do this. I’ll scream. The neighbors will call the cops.”

“Let them,” Chan replied smoothly, kneeling beside him with a devilish grin. “We’ll just explain that our dear Han Jisung couldn’t handle a little tickling.”

Chan didn’t wait for him to finish. His hands dove straight for Jisung’s ribs, digging in with a devilish intent, and the effect was immediate.

“NOOHOHOHO!! AAAAAHHH!!” Jisung shrieked, his body jerking violently as he tried to escape the relentless fingers.

“Oh, he’s loud,” Felix noted with a grin, poking at Jisung’s sides to add to the chaos.

“I CAHAHAHANT HEHEHELP IHIHIHIT!!” Sung howled as Chan scribbled deep into the crevices. 

“Reeeaallly had to go for the death spot, huh?” Minho winced as Sungie let out a particularly long scream of laughter. 

“LET ME GO LET ME GO—AHAHAHAHAGH STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Jisung screeched, a laughing, flailing mess as Chan really used the tips of his fingers to taser at the skin. 

“THEHEHEHE TIHIHIHIMERRR!!” Jisung wailed as a last resort, and the second Chan stopped, the sound of the ringing became clear. 

“Whoops…sorry Sung,” Chan grinned sheepishly as everyone released the quokka’s limbs. 

“You’re all…soho evil…” Sungie panted. 

Minho had been quietly observing the chaos from the corner of the room, his arms crossed and his face set in a neutral expression, though his sharp eyes betrayed a hint of amusement. 

He’d been smart enough to stay out of the fray while everyone else fell victim one by one, but as the group’s focus began to shift in his direction, his confidence faltered.

“What about Minho hyung?” Jeongin said suddenly, an impish grin spreading across his face as he wiped at the tears still clinging to his cheeks. “He’s been awfully quiet over there.”

Minho’s eyes darted to the grinning maknae, and he was already planning exactly where he’s wreck him until the boy was a giggling, howling mess. 

“Yes, I saved the best for last.” Chan grinned, cracking his knuckles. Minho felt a spike of nervousness spread through his system. 

He let himself be dragged to the center. What? He was already gonna be wrecked anyway, might as well save the energy fighting to actially survive the wrecking.

Minho groaned as Jisung cleared his throat. “I have a very special announcement for you, Channie hyung.” 

Minho shot his head up, pleading with his eyes to Jisung to not tell him. Don’t tell him. Please—

“Minho hyung has this really adorable habit of flapping his hand whenever he gets overwhelmed while being tickled.” Sungie blabbed joyfully. 

Screw you, Han Jisung. 

“Oh, really?” Chan smiled down at Minho, who frantically shook his head, biting his lip to seal his mouth closed as the leader directed the others to pull the dancer’s knees away from each other. 

“Such ticklish thighs, aren’t they?” 

Minho nearly screeched in response, and he’s never felt so much fear in one moment. Laughter exploded out of him the minute Chan’s hands clamped down on the firm muscle of his thighs. 

“NOHOHOHOHOHOTT THEHEHEHEHEERE!!” Minho screeched as Chan squeezed, and the leader watched as Min’s fists clenched in a desperate attempt to alleviate the ticklish sensations. And to possibly hide that flapping of his. 

Channie cooed, slipping his fingers under the capri pant leg to truly access that sensitive area right above Minho’s knee with his nails. The poor boy went absolutely ballistic, thrashing as laughter poured out of him endlessly. 

Then it happened. 

Minho’s fingers splayed free and his hands began to flap erratically in a desperate, frantic motion as he cackled in the background. 

Chan felt his heart nearly explode with how much it swelled. “Awwww…you’re so cute, Minho-yah…”

Minho kicked his legs out, a mess of laughter and adorable squeals as his hands continued to flap in tiny, fluttering motions, fingers closing and opening in frantic desperation.  

“IHIHIHIM NOHOHOHOT CUUHUHUHUHUTE!!” Minho wailed, tears spilling down his cheeks as Channie’s nails teased at his sensitive thighs, massaging circles deep into the firm skin and sending Minho into a screaming, thrashing frenzy of laughter. 

The timer rang faintly, but Chan continued going until he was satisfied at how much he had tickled the fight out of Minho. 

“That habit of yours,” Chan chuckled. “Cutest fucking thing ever.” 

Minho blushed a deep red at the ears, shoving at Chan’s arm as he panted, gasping for air. “You’re welcome I didn’t put up a fight, dipshit,” Minho melted as Chan hugged him tight. 

Ler mood: 0/10 — Satiated. 

[minnielvrr]

Lee Hannie~

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hannie giggling like this😵‍💫 little muffled giggles at first before the dam breaks and then it's the loud full blown laughter that Minho just ADORES🫠

[dreamingstraykids]

Hello! Can you write lee!Jiusng please? Maybe with ler!Stray kids or Bangchan? It will be funny. Thankss :)

TICKLE STORM

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This is a tickle FIC. If u are uncomfortable keep scrolling

Lee! Han 🐿️

Lers! Stray Kids 🫶🏻

Thanks for the request. I hope you like it 🫶🏻

Note: the way I love Han’s laughter 🫠🫠

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It was a rare evening where Stray Kids had no schedule. The dorm was buzzing with energy, as the members gathered in the living room, brainstorming what to do with their free time. Lee Know was lounging on the couch, Felix was baking cookies in the kitchen, and Bang Chan had just walked in with a mischievous grin.

Han Jisung, oblivious to the trouble brewing, was lying on the floor, scrolling through his phone with his legs resting on Hyunjin’s lap. He wore an oversized hoodie and shorts, a combination that left his sensitive legs dangerously exposed.

“I’m bored,” Bang Chan announced, rubbing his hands together.

“We could play a game,” Seungmin suggested, though his sly glance at Han hinted at an entirely different idea.

“Truth or dare?” Changbin offered, smirking.

Bang Chan shook his head. “Too tame. I think we should tickle the boredom away.” His eyes locked onto Han, who immediately froze, realizing he was the target.

“Wait! No, no, no!” Han scrambled to sit up, his voice a mix of panic and laughter already. “Guys, don’t even think about it!”

“Why not?” Hyunjin teased, poking Han’s side and grinning when the younger boy flinched. “You’re basically asking for it with how ticklish you are.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while since we tested your limits,” Lee Know added, stretching dramatically as if warming up for the inevitable.

“Test my limits?! Are you trying to kill me?” Han squeaked, backing up against the wall.

Before he could escape, Bang Chan lunged forward, trapping Han with a playful grin. “Sorry, Jisungie, but this is happening.”

“Chan-hyung, please—” Han’s plea was cut off as Bang Chan’s fingers darted to his ribs, squeezing lightly. The result was instant. Han burst into uncontrollable giggles, squirming as he tried to wiggle free.

“Hyung! NOHOHOHO!” Han cried out, his high-pitched laughter filling the room.

“That’s adorable,” Felix called from the kitchen, peeking his head out to watch the chaos unfold. “Get him for me, Chan!”

“Gladly!” Bang Chan replied, adding more pressure to Han’s ribs.

Hyunjin, not wanting to miss out, grabbed Han’s ankle, scribbling his fingers across the sole of his sock-covered foot. “Wow, he’s so sensitive here,” Hyunjin noted, laughing along with Han’s hysterics.

“NO! Hyunjin, NOT THEREE AHAHAHAH!” Han shrieked, his laughter bordering on silent. He flailed his arms and legs, trying to kick Hyunjin away, but it was useless.

“Let me try,” Changbin said, joining the fun. He knelt by Han’s knees and began gently pinching the sensitive spots.

“AHHH! BINNIE-HYUNG! NOOO! PLEASE AHAHAHAH” Han was a mess now, tears forming in his eyes as his laughter rang out uncontrollably.

Even Seungmin, who usually played the observer, couldn’t resist. “His neck is a weak spot, right?” he asked, crawling closer and wiggling his fingers under Han’s chin.

“Seungmin, don’t you dare!NOOO! HAHAHAHAHAH! ” Han managed to gasp between fits of laughter.

“Too late,” Seungmin said with a wicked grin, gently skittering his fingers along Han’s neck and making the boy squirm like crazy.

Lee Know, who had been watching with an amused smile, finally decided to join in. He grabbed Han’s arm and gently dug into his armpits. “You didn’t think you’d escape me, did you?”

“STOP! STOHOP! I CAN’T!” Han was thrashing now, his voice hoarse from laughter.

“Okay, okay, let’s give him a break,” Bang Chan said, finally pulling back. The rest of the members reluctantly let go, leaving Han sprawled on the floor, gasping for air. His face was bright red, and his hoodie was halfway up his torso from all the struggling.

“You guys are the worst,” Han mumbled, though the smile on his face betrayed any real anger.

“Admit it, you love it,” Bang Chan teased, ruffling Han’s hair.

“I do not!” Han protested, pouting.

“Sure you don’t,” Lee Know said with a smirk. “You’re just too cute when you laugh.”

Felix came over with a tray of cookies, kneeling beside Han. “Here, Jisungie, you earned these.”

Han grabbed a cookie and took a bite, still catching his breath. “You guys owe me so much.”

Han was still sprawled on the floor, desperately trying to recover from the first round of tickle attacks, but the other members weren’t done with him yet.

“Alright, alright,” Han said between gasps, holding up his hands in surrender. “You had your fun. Can we call a truce now?”

Bang Chan exchanged a glance with Lee Know, a mischievous glint in both their eyes. “A truce? Hmm…” Chan pretended to think, tapping his chin dramatically. “What do you guys think?”

“I think he’s asking for more,” Hyunjin said with a grin.

“Nohoho, I’m not!” Han yelped, trying to scoot away.

“Sorry, Jisungie,” Seungmin said, cracking his knuckles. “You know the rule: no mercy.”

Before Han could protest, Felix pounced on him from behind, wrapping his arms around Han’s torso. “I’ve got him, guys!” Felix giggled, holding Han in place as the others closed in.

“Felix, let me go! You’re supposed to be on my side!” Han cried, twisting helplessly in Felix’s hold.

“Not today, mate,” Felix replied, skittering his fingers along Han’s sides. Han immediately burst into another fit of giggles, squirming like a fish out of water.

“Perfect! He’s pinned!” Changbin announced, diving for Han’s legs. He grabbed both ankles, pulling off Han’s socks with a flourish. “Bare feet, let’s go!”

“Changbin-hyung, NOOO! NOT BARE AHAHAHAHA!” Han screamed, his voice already hoarse from laughing.

Changbin didn’t listen, scribbling his fingers across Han’s soles while Felix kept tickling his sides. The combination was deadly, and Han’s laughter went silent as he bucked wildly.

“Guys, I think he’s going to explode!” Jeongin said, laughing as he joined in, targeting Han’s knees with gentle pinches.

“Explode? Nah, he can take more,” Lee Know said, straddling Han’s waist and attacking his ribs with precision. “He’s tougher than he looks.”

“NOHOHO! I’M NOT!” Han squealed, tears streaming down his face as the tickling intensified. “I CAN’T TAKE IT! PLEASE STOP AHAHAHAH!

“Don’t worry, we’ll stop…eventually,” Seungmin teased, going for Han’s neck again.

“NOO! YOU ARE TOHOH MEAN AAHAHAH! !” Han gasped, trying to swat Seungmin’s hands away, but his attempts were futile.

Meanwhile, Bang Chan orchestrated the chaos like a conductor. “Alright, everyone! Let’s go for a team attack! Hyunjin, get his tummy! Jeongin, go for his thighs! Felix, hold him steady!”

“NOOO! PLEAHAHAH STOHAHHAP !” Han howled, but it was too late. Hyunjin grinned wickedly as he lifted Han’s hoodie, revealing his vulnerable stomach. He wasted no time, lightly tracing circles around Han’s bellybutton, making the younger boy arch his back with a scream.

“His thighs are the worst,” Jeongin said, squeezing them gently and grinning when Han let out a high-pitched shriek.

“I HATE ALL OF YOOHOHAHAHU!” Han managed to yell, though his laughter betrayed him.

“Love you too, buddy,” Bang Chan said, diving in to tickle Han’s armpits.

It was total mayhem. Han was thrashing so hard he almost knocked Lee Know off his perch, but the members were relentless, tickling him from every angle.

“Okay, okay, STOOP AHAHA!” Han finally croaked, his voice barely audible over his uncontrollable laughter. “I GIVE UP!”

The members immediately backed off, laughing as Han lay on the floor in a heap, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

“Man, that was intense,” Hyunjin said, flopping onto the couch.

“You’re a good sport, Jisung,” Bang Chan said, patting Han’s head affectionately.

Han glared at them weakly, but the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile. “I hate you all…but I love you too.”

“See? He had fun,” Felix said, handing Han a glass of water.

“Fun?” Han wheezed. “That was torture.”

Lee Know smirked. “You know what they say: laughter is the best medicine.”

“I’ll remember this, guys,” Han muttered, though his flushed face and lingering giggles made it clear he wasn’t too upset.

As the chaos died down, the members lounged around the living room, teasing and joking with each other. Even Han, still recovering, couldn’t help but laugh along, clung to Lee know while others cuddled him too to help him recover form the torture. In the end, the dorm was filled with warmth, laughter, and the undeniable bond of a family that thrived on chaos and love.

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[hearted-anon]

Members need rest? Chan knows best!

Words: 4.4k Lee(s): Skz Ler: Channie

Chan laid back after the cruel hours of idol work, feeling his bones turn to mush under the comfortable mattress. The fans had been swarming him like bees to honey the entire day, and don’t get him wrong, he loves stays as much as the next member, but it was tiring to deal with it continuously. A soft smile grazed his face tiredly, finally slipping away into dreamland after what felt like an eternity of staring at the ceiling who glared back at him, courtesy of insomnia.

Then he heard it.

Loud screams of excitement rang through the halls like a fire alarm, making his ears ring. Apparently although the leader was more than done with all the shenanigans he had been through for the day, his members weren’t, having more than enough energy to spare. He closed one eye temporarily, hoping the members would get the hint when the oldest didn’t exit to join in. Alas, they were clueless, only making the noise grow in volume as what sounded like Hyunjin and Changbin arguing rang throughout the halls.

Slamming open his room door, he glared daggers at all 7 kids, who stopped right in their tracks at the long pang of the wood slamming against the wall. The daggers were a cold sting to their heart, making the kids cower into a corner with fear as the oldest grew closer. He sighed, he didn’t want to instil fear into his children whenever he was upset, it hurt to see them on the verge of tears as if he was going to tear them apart limb by limb.

And that’s when he thought of it.

“10 seconds, go hide.” He whispers without context, relieved when the members slowly come undone from their bundle, which he thought was adorable, maybe he would scare them more often. They all looked up at him in confusion, eyes glistening with what he didn’t know were tears or happiness that they weren’t going to die, making his heart melt when he found himself being looked up upon by 7 curious puppies. However, all fun comes to an end, he was meant to punish them after all. He didn’t respond, only counting down slowly, either way it made the kids shriek and run to hide, even if they had no idea what was going on.

If they couldn’t sleep when needed, Chan would ensure they were tired enough.

Trekking along the halls, he hummed a soft tune that echoed eerily throughout the halls, a warning call to the hiding children. He smirked, all of his exhaustion replaced by the desperate need to find all of his children, by hook or by crook. The first kid he found was of course his first child, hiding under Chan’s own bed. A scream of surprise ensued before Jisung was pulled from under the bed by his feet, a very tickle hungry leader looming over him.

The quokka babbled and pleaded for mercy, silenced in an instant when Chan pressed his lips right onto his ribs, blowing as hard as he could as his fingers travelled into his armpits quickly, kneading and massaging the middle. Han absolutely lost it, cackling and shrieking as he tried to squirm away to no avail with the oldest sitting comfortably on his waist.

“ARGH! HYUHUHAHAHA! I’M SOHOHOHOR- EEK!” Jisung tried his best to beg, but a squeal of agony left his mouth when Chris decided on nibbling onto his ribs too, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh between the bones before vibrating his teeth gently there, sending the younger to see stars. He stomped his feet onto the floor desperately, begging for release as tears of mirth streamed down his face, decorating his chubby cheeks.

“Learned your lesson? Now go to bed.” Chan strictly told him, though it wasn’t as intimidating with that wide smile, admiring his kid that panted and wiped at his tears. Jisung nodded enthusiastically, not wanting to experience another round of that torture, it was absolutely ruthless. He didn’t know his hyung was that rough, retreating back to his room, feeling bad for the other members.

1 kid down, 6 more to go.

“Where are my kids hm? I promise I won’t be too harsh if you come out now…” He feigned innocence, singing his words. He turned his head, facing the cat den that was Minho’s room. Usually anyone entering that den was prohibited, even Chan himself, who got quite the harsh scolding from the younger when the older was caught snooping in his room. But he knew he was hiding there, using his kitty privileges to his advantage. He barged in, and lo and behold there he was, resting comfortably on his bed as if Bangchan wouldn’t know of his safe haven.

“W-What are you doing here?! You c-can’t just- AH!” Minho’s scolding which was merely a ploy to hide his anxiousness, not really hidden with the stuttering he was doing. The older simply lunged at the cat without hesitation, letting out sweet Aussie giggles as he wrestled the bunny down. It wasn’t that much of a fight, seeing how he was the second strongest in Stray Kids, easily pinning those arms high above his head, seated nicely on his plump thighs.

“You were saying, cutie?” Chan giggled lowly when the bunny’s face burned a bright red at the name call, Lee Know would never get used to those compliments no matter how many times the older one did it. He kicked under Chris’s hold, trying to lodge himself out of the weight placed off of him. All was well until Minho felt fingers drum onto his lower belly, the fabric of his tank top doing absolutely nothing to protect him.

“Nah ah~ You had so much energy to wake me up right? I’ll tire you out just fine.” The oldest tutted before sinking his fingers right into the younger’s v-line, kneading all too close to his hips and thighs. A piercing shriek left his mouth before he descended into witch-like cackles, his hands weakly pulling at the fingers that invaded his waistline, even with his shirt it felt like they were vibrating right onto his weak spot.

“ARGH! HYUHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THERE! PLEA- NOO!” Another shriek left him when he felt hair brush along his ear before teeth sunk into his neck, nibbling along the pudgy skin that gathered under his ear. Stamping his feet he begged and squealed for mercy, slamming down his chin to his collarbone to block out the head, hands tugging at the fingers that wouldn’t stop kneading his skin, it was all futile. Until tears were soaking his shirt collar, which didn’t take long, he was released from his prison. Minho panted and gasped for air on the bed, curling up into himself. Chan didn’t even have to tell him to sleep, the younger’s eyes closing and promptly falling asleep.

2 kids down, 5 more to go.

Quietly creaking the door shut to the cat’s den, he snuck around the rooms, eyes eventually landing onto his soulmate, none other than his Aussie bro, hiding snugly in a cupboard. Rushing over, he pulled the chick out, more concerned at the weird angle the blonde was in, back following the curve of the cupboard, creeping him out. He held Felix high in the air with his hands under Lix’s underarms to hold him there, inspecting for injuries. The younger sighed, hoping he had forgotten all about the punishment. What a fool he was.

Once ensuring the chick wasn’t injured, Chan gave him a disappointed and knowing look. The sunshine had a terrible habit of doing anything that he could to win or hide, sometimes it was quite the danger. Too bad for Felix, it just added onto the list of reasons on why he should be punished. The sunshine looked genuinely upset at that look, frowning as he slumped under the leader’s arms, whispering a sorry under his breath.

“You’ll definitely be sorry.” Before the sunshine could retort a question of confusion, he felt a mushroom of hair slip under his shirt, lips attaching to the top of his abs, settling on one of the packs near the ribs before blowing harshly. He shrieked, falling into loud, squeaky hysterics as his feet wiggled fruitlessly under the older. He couldn’t move anywhere besides twisting and turning to the side, which only made the sensations worse. Oh how Felix majorly regretted waking Chan up, he was pinned high in the air unless he could pull himself up, which was not possible with the tight grip that held his waist high up.

“PLEHEHHEASE! NOHOAHAHA!” Felix howled with laughter when it in fact didn’t stop, the older’s lips delicately brushing along the younger’s abs before blowing on each pack harshly, before he was face to face with his navel. The sunshine could feel the warm breath that blew into it, making him giggle nervously as he looked down to plead for mercy.

“W-Wahahait! I-I’m sohohory! I wohohon’t do it ahahagain- NO HYUNG!” Felix collapsed when Chan began to nibble along the rim of his belly button, shaking his head both in denial to stop and to rub his fluffy hair along the victim’s tummy, making him squeal. Felix went limp in Chris’s hold, unable to push at his head, only kicking his feet out and shaking his own head as he begged for it to stop. His throat grew hoarse, vision blurring up with tears as he saw the light itself.

Maybe he actually did, because the next thing he knew he felt himself being laid down, seeing his own dreams within seconds. He wondered if he had passed out, only realising that he had fallen asleep the moment Chan had stopped, and was cradled and tucked into bed without another word. He smiled softly, maybe the leader wasn’t as ruthless as he thought, continuing his sweet dreams calmly.

That was 3 kids down, 4 more to go…

Not long after the leader had gone chicken hunting, he immediately found a chick’s predator, a fox. The fox hibernated peacefully under blankets and pillows, making Chan squeal like a school girl at the adoring sight. His heart melted with cupid’s arrow pierced through it, approaching the youngest quietly not to disturb him. As much as he favourites the maknae line, he was hungry for tickles, and he was going to get them all like Pokemon.

“Baby? Are you awake?” A soft whisper coaxed the youngest out of his slumber, yawning that made Chan want to kick his feet absolutely everywhere while giggling. Jeongin nodded slowly, still dazed from being woken up from his slumber. Hands wrapped around his waist, pulling him into a tight cuddle under the sheets. They laid in silence for a good while, Chan almost forgetting what he was here for having the cutie in his arms.

Almost.

“Are the scars on your face still there?” Chan murmured softly into Jeongin’s ear, seemingly out of the blue. They both shuddered at the memory, but swallowing his nerves he could feel the nod in the darkness of his room. And then came a sniffle. Chris squeezed the other’s waist tighter, consoling his insecurities that welled up deep in his heart. He needed to comfort him, and needed it now he did.

So why not kill two birds with one stone?

Chan gently pressed his lips to the skin of the younger’s scars, trailing his lips softly over the rough skin. He smiled when he got a soft squeak and sweet giggles in return, his hands that once laid protectively over his waist holding his hands down, ensuring there was nothing to hide that smile.

“Hyung! W-Whahaha!” Jeongin’s words were cut off with another squeak when fingers traced delicate shapes and hearts into his sides and tummy, along with the persistent loving kisses that rained down onto his scars. His cheeks soon turned a bright red, flustered out of his mind that his gentle loving did wonders to himself, not wanting to admit it. There came no response, only a soft hum that vibrated in ticklish motions along his skin, before continuing his chaste kissing all over his scars.

“Plehehease it tickles so bahahad!” He squeaked out meekly, squealing sharply when teeth nibbled and lips kissed along the back of his ear, close to his neck. Not many people knew, but the members more than often took advantage of that sensitive patch of skin, whenever they did so much as go close to that spot, shoulders automatically scrunched up to protect himself. He fell into high pitched cackling, trying to turn around to no avail with Chan’s hands tight around his torso that bonded his arms together.

“HYUAHAHHA! NOHOHO!” He kicked out beneath the tight cuddles, shaking his head when he realised any attempt to leave was completely futile, left to suffer as so under the hands of the leader. Chris simply cooed, whispering compliments through nibbles and kisses that made Jeongin feel like his face was on fire. Only when he felt Jeongin go limp eventually was he released, cuddled properly to sleep before the oldest slipped away, like a shadow in the night’s sky.

That was 4 kids down, 3 to go.

Sneaking away into the puppy’s enclosure now, he scrambled and turned the room upside down, eager to find Seungmin. His search was fruitless, no signs of any puppy baby being in the room. Or so he thought, when he found the child’s legs peeking out from what he initially thought were a normal bundle of clothes. They didn’t move, nor breathe at first, leading Chan to think he might’ve had a hard time breathing in there, instantly activating his dad instincts.

Grabbing the puppy’s feet, he dragged him out, seeing a red faced Seungmin. Well at least he was right to think he struggled breathing, letting Seungmin catch his breath calmly as he waited. He wasn’t a monster, despite his ruthless attacks he didn’t want to go overboard after all, only seeking to tire his babies out. Once done, he securely headlocked the younger’s feet high in the air, a panicking Seungmin on the floor as he tried to sit up to get his feet back to no avail.

“D-Don’t! If you do, you're old!” Seungmin threatened with a hiss, though Chan knew behind those walls his heart was tugged down by embarrassment and anticipation, and boy was he going to take that to his advantage.

“Still wanna talk back like this hm?” Chan hummed, his fingers descending on one of the willing soles to trace gently along it, under his toes, to his arch then his heel, and repeating. The puppy screeched and giggled like a maniac, not hysterically but it felt so ticklish, so so ticklish with all the anticipation that welled inside his heart. He was lying if he said he didn’t deserve this, but it was torture!

“I-I’m sohohory! Plehehehase dohohon’t tease mehehe!” Seungmin pleaded desperately, unable to take the soft scratching up and down his soles for any longer. It drove him just as crazy as normal tickling, though he would’ve much rather had that than whatever torture method this was.

“You wanna be tickled? Okay!” Chan bubbled enthusiastically, before his manicured nails went haywire onto his bare feet, scratching along any surface of the soft skin he could find. Seungmin shrieked as loudly as he could before descending like those fingers into hysterics, tugging at his feet as his hand pounded into the floor. With the added anticipation along with those nails that felt horrible, he was driven ballistic, it took less than a minute before tears streamed down his face.

“I-IT’S SOHOHO BAHAHAD! PLEHEAHAHAHA! HYUHUHUNG!” He thrashed, tried to kick, arched his back but nothing released himself from the head lock on his feet, begging for mercy that was granted once he saw that Seungmin looked on the verge of passing out, sweat falling down his forehead like it was the most intense workout he’s ever had. Chan smiled sweetly in contrast to the torture he’s putting his children to, kissing away the tears on the puppy’s cheeks before carrying him like a bag of rice, plopping him down and promptly tucking him in.

“Sleep, or else.” Chan’s tone was strict, dripping was threats as his fingers wiggled towards Seungmin one last time, eliciting a squeal before he went out to let him sleep.

That was 5 kids to go, now the last 2 whom he planned the most for…

He pondered where the loud duo could be, steps of his feet drumming against the wooden floors that creaked sullenly when he walked. He entered the art room, a quiet wave of serenity washing over him the moment his feet touched the marble floor. It was silent here, a barricade keeping out the noises that crashed Hyunjin’s focus whenever he tried to make art sealed shut, letting his hands dance over canvases when his feet weren’t on the floor.

Smiling softly at the peace of the room, he snapped his head at the sound of pencils drawing smoothly onto the canvas. Was Hyunjin seriously drawing? A pang of guilt shot through his heart, he’d hate to ruin the ferret’s drawing with his want to punish him, he loved their passion in their respective hobbies, enjoying admiring them in their field of strength more than anything.

Which is why he set up a trap.

Holding a paintbrush in his hands, he tapped gently onto the wall, and almost in an instant a pair of ferret ears peeked from the wall, crawling over and inspecting Chan, as if a cat finding something interesting. The older chuckled softly, letting the analysis happen without a worry, he looked very much adorable this way anyway. Eventually the older got bored, scooping the artist up without a word and planting him onto the bed of the room, where Hyunjin mostly slept when he stayed up late at night.

“You argued quite loudly with Changbin, and now you act like you don’t deserve punishment?” Chan scolded, but the smile he wore was much less intimidating. Grabbing his wrists he pinned them high, high above his head, stretching out his shirt to reveal his tummy entirely. The younger visibly panicked, babbling pleas of apologies as he watched the paint brush he was so curious about draw closer to his tummy. Shaking his head, he was begging on his knees, or lying down, for this not to happen.

“Since you were drawing, how about I draw for you?” With that, Chan attached his lips to Hyunjin’s stomach, blowing long and torturous raspberries all over. Hyunjin shrieked, his sensitivity hitting new peaks as he stomped and cackled.

“ARGH AHAHAHAH! I CAHAHAHN’T TAHAHAHKE IT!” Hyunjin squealed out desperately, trying to pull his arms down from being held like ropes up to head, unable to do anything but thrash like a fish out of water. Chan grumbled when screeches filled the air, maybe he should’ve just ended it at Jeongin. But no matter, there wouldn’t be anymore screeching soon enough.

Lifting his lips from the tortured tummy, Hyunjin panted and gasped for air, pleading for mercy as he pulled at his arms, putting out his lower lip to make him look all the more miserable. Unfortunately, the judge did not rule in his favour, as right then he felt the paintbrush dip into his navel, painting delicate strokes that made him shriek before cackling like a maniac, digging his heels into the bed.

“OHOHO MY GAHAHAHD! MAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAP!” He cried out, going absolutely crazy as if he had lost his wits, much to Chan’s fun. He enjoyed seeing the drama queen being himself, wanting and craving more laughter for his ensemble of a punishment. He knew that the ferret would tap out soon, but those flushed cheeks and crinkled eyes made it hard to resist.

“One last finale…” Chan stuck his lips onto Hyunjin’s side, blowing as hard as he could. A scream loud enough to wake up the entire dorm rang out before it turned pin drop silent, Hyunjin silently begging for mercy as his throat turned hoarse and quiet. The older’s canvas was finished, letting him go as he watched the artist curl up into a ball, giggling away the tingles. He tucked Hyunjin into bed, being careful not to touch him as he twitched in agitated motions from how hard he was wrecked. Leaving the second last room, he ventured out, tickle hungry enough to say he was starving for his last victim.

6 kids down, now for the last one, he’d be saving the best for last.

Humming a soft tune, Chan spins around the halls gleefully, his mood to wreck his children increasing by the second. It put his nerves on end, sent his heart pounding and heightening his senses. He practically flipped the dorm upside down trying to find the last child of a rapper, nowhere to be found. Just as he heaved a sigh of frustration and stomped his feet with a pout, a squeal came from the chick’s coop, a squeal he knew anywhere else.

Bolting and barging right into the brownie boy’s room, he swung open the door faster than lightning, face to face with Minho’s babies, wrestling on the pillows. His eyes met Changbin’s in an instant, boring holes that went straight through the rapper’s soul, sending a chill down his spine. Believe me when I said he dashed out as fast as Chan came in, squealing for his life as a ravenous Chan chased him down.

Unfortunately, the dwaekki was caught almost as soon as he left, hoisted up into the air and slumped onto Chan’s shoulder as if he weighed air. As they trekked into Chan’s bedroom, Changbin squirmed and thrashed, trying to pull away the hands locked around his waist.

“You made me suffer. Through. All. That. Finding. You are so. So. Getting. It.” Chan emphasised his firm point, each full stop he made containing a poke somewhere on the younger’s body, from his ribs to his sides, then his back to his hips, it made Changbin squeal loudly with each poke. Thrown on the bed, the oldest took the sweater he originally intended to wear to sleep before he was disturbed, now tying Changbin’s hands above his head, making him whimper in fear.

“Since you made me go through all that finding, I’ll tell you exactly what I’m going to do to you. First, I’ll scratch these nails into your ribs, right into the crevices while whispering sweet compliments into your ear, not to mention blow wind into them. Then, I’ll knead your hips gently, not enough to make you hysterical but you’ll buck like a wild bull. To keep you down, I’ll nibble along that cute pudge of your tummy, I just bet it’ll be unbearable to you. But too bad, it won’t stop till I feel that I’ve had enough and don’t feel hungry. Aw~ You blushing?”

Chan cooed after meticulously plotting and spilling his actions that would be happening to the poor rapper underneath, whose face and ears were already on fire before anything even happened. He shook his head desperately, digging his heels into the bed as the cat fiddled with his tongue, unable to get words out. Anticipation was killing him, the thought of being told exactly what was doing and having the thought of cackling himself silly drove him up the wall. He shrieked when Chan merely placed his hands underneath his shirt, the warmth of his hands making him burst into sweet high pitched giggles, eyes crinkled shut with a dimpled smile.

“What a cutie~ Haven’t even touched you yet and you’re so giggly? Isn’t that just the sweetest…” The oldest might’ve been a tad bit sadistic for being so cruel, but he was hungry for that laughter, especially after all that searching.

“Pl-Plehehehease! I-I’m sohohohory!” Changbin meekly begged, unable to take the tendrils of anticipation that drove him crazy before any fingers or lips got the chance to wreck him silly, what an embarrassment.

“You want me to wreck you? Want me to wreck you badly?” Chan cooed sweetly with an innocent smile, masking away his sinister intentions as a squirmy Changbin only got redder in the face, nodding timidly. He smirked, he loved getting his way.

Diving his head under Bin’s sweatshirt, he did exactly what he set out to do, teeth settling onto the pudge of fat that lined his tummy before his v-line, going crazy with raspberries and nibbles onto it. His fingers drilled into his thighs, the inner section where the skin would clash the thighs together, switching between his nails scribbling up and down to squeezing it relentlessly.

To say Changbin went crazy was an understatement, a loud, shrill scream akin to Hyunjin’s left his mouth before he cackled himself insane, trying first to close his legs before they were open back up promptly, arching his back, but it only pressed that dreaded mouth against his bare skin more, forcing him to crash back down.

“ARGHAHAHAHAAH! YAHAHAHAA!” He couldn’t even get words out, only shaking his head as he tugged hard at the sweater, who suffered in agony from the sheer strength it was being tugged at, but didn’t relent to let his hands free. Chan chuckled slowly, mumbling against his pudge that made him squeal.

“Can’t even speak anymore Bin? How adorable.” Was all that left his mouth before he got busy on his tummy again, Changbin absolutely hated how his Hyungs knew exactly where to make him go ballistic, his fingers digging into his wrists in ticklish agony. His howling didn’t even make it to two minutes before it cut off, hoarsely but silently begging for mercy as tears streamed down his face like rivulets.

Chan let up, he wasn’t out to kill after all. Lifting himself out of Changbin’s shirt and untying him, he snuggled into Changbin’s hair, taking in the sweet scent of strawberries and kissing the top of his head sweetly. His hands did his usual routine of tracing those hearts into his cheeks, making the younger smile shyly through his greedy panting. They both fell asleep, both tired from hunting and being hunted.

At least now the members knew what was not to mess with now, especially at night when there was a tired chan in bed trying to sleep.

[hearts444innie]

sleepless?

Lee: Felix ☀️

Ler Chan 🐺

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It was 9 pm and all the members were getting ready to sleep some were already tucked into slumber except one…now it was always easy for Felix to sleep fast but this night he just couldn’t get himself to sleep he really wanted to but he just couldn’t which really frustrated him, he kept tossing and turning and even changing the pillow to the cooler side! But nothing worked. Chan got up to go get a glass of water and as he passed by the sunshine boys room he could hear the boy whining a bit which concerned Chan so he quietly peeked open the door seeing the boy tossing and turning…he slowly walks over and softy spoke to the frustrated tired boy.

“Felix? You good?”

Felix opened his eyes to the sound of chans voice

“Y-yeah I just can’t sleep..”

Chan smiled a bit “do you need help I think I know a way”

Felix agreed wondering what could help him

Chan pulled Felix into a cuddly hug as they lay in the bed

“What’s going to help me?”

“You’ll see sweetie”

He wormed one of his arms out and placed it on Felix’s back and Felix flinched a bit as his back was a very sensitive area but Chan didn’t know so Felix doesn’t want him to know,

He played it off saying that his hand was cold

Chan rubbed Felix’s back softy making Felix almost falling asleep

Almost.

He felt his hyung’s hand tracing small circles around almost to close

To the sensitive parts of his back giving him a ticklish sensation Felix shook a bit and Chan noticed

“Why are you shuffling around? Am I doing his wrong?”

“N-No it’s just that…it’s nothing I guess I’m really sleepless”

After a while Felix had his eyes close while dying on the inside also thinking Chan wouldn’t notice but Chan was very aware and decided to say something about it

“It’s tickling you isn’t it cutie”

Felix froze not wanting to make eye contact

“Y-Yeah…just a bit” his face went a deep shade of red he actually liked it

“Want me to keep going I’ll be gentle”

“Yeah..”

Chan gently makes small ticklish circles all over the boys back

“Ahaha kehehp ghohoing”

“Gosh your too cute” Chan softy smiled

“dohohont say thahat”

“Why not? Does it make it worse~”

“Yehehs”

Chan continues to softy tickle the sunshine boys back and went places that raised Felix’s laugh

“NOHOHO NAHAHAHAHA WHAHAIT-“

Felix tried covering his face on the pillow

“Shhh Lix you’ll wake up the others”

Chan said with a smile knowing Felix can’t keep it down

“I cananat ihehets not fair hyung”

“Well if you can’t keep it down then you won’t get your tickles”

“I’m trying hyung-NO STOHOHOP”

“PLEHEHEASE NAHAHA I CANT SLOW DOWN”

Felix choked out and tried his best he really did but something about chans nails made it worse

“STAHAHAHAHAP IT PLEASE I CANT”

Felix began to grew tired his body paralyzed just laying there accepting it

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE OKAY OKAY IM DONE PLEASE”

“So did that help?”

“You said it was soft that wasn’t soft” Felix said rolling his eyes

“Not my fault your back is so sensitive”

“Whatever I’m tired.”

They went to sleep and on the other side of the door stood jisung who was smiling after hearing everything…he would definitely use this as an advantage for later on

[stariez-artz]

This was my first AAF tickle audio and ofc I had to make my favorite fish

[luckyyybutnotthatluckyy]

Greetings to you, shadow, so when I was reading your SKz posts, it MELTED my heart, can I please request some more headcanons, (maybe felix | biased to |)

Anyways, it’s your choice if you want to do it or not so, feel free to decline!!!

-Anon

Ofc! Ty for being so sweet!

Warning: Tk post (as always)

Hope you enjoy!

Btw just call me Lucky

Felix Headcanons

Lee:

-Unbearably ticklish, like he squirms a lot and a lot means A LOT!

-Has a Lee mood (meaning he will ask for tickles)

-His worst spots are a either his feet or upper ribs

-He’ll start kicking and flopping his arms if his tummy is touched

-This guy squeals and screams in a really high pitched voice

-“EHEEEHEHE! STAHAHAHAHAAP!”

-If you tickle him when he’s tired, he’ll go asleep right after it ended

-His laughter color: a bright salmon pink or orange

Ler:

-Omg, run! RUN! RUN!!! He is merciless

-He will get you back 2x worse if you were wrecking him

-He has a soft spot for the Maknaes, so they get some sort of mercy

-Teases DOES NOT have any sort of word called “tickle” in them

-“Considering you are so… Sensitive…”

-Will blush a little with his victim when he aims for a spot that gets him very bad also

-Enjoys poking just to make other members giggle a little

-If you happen to be Minho, literally run like the wind bro, he’ll tickle the sh*t out of him because Minho wrecks him too much

-Aftercare is him buying you a drink or him getting wrecked one or the other

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

hi, i got a request if thats alright <3

its lee! lee know and ler! skz (mostly extremely extremely rough tickles but also a bit soft)

basically ler! skz finds out lee knows armpits, armpits, belly button, and v line are his worst spot/some of his worst spots so they restrain him with bondage and absolutely wreck him and tickle him like crazy in those spots with a variety of methods (with tools like hair brushes, paint brushes, feathers, massagers, electric pen thingy, electric tickle devices, and those tickle glove things and just fingers/raspberries) and after awhile of tickling him with all those + raspberries, for a final blow before he taps out, they use all the tools at once in those spots (other spots too if u want) while also tickling him with their fingers and blowing raspberries like crazy until his laughter goes silent

if you do decide to do this, then ty <3 just dont overwork yourself and take as long as you need! 

𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙮:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: I’ll update this a bit later bc my word counter site is down rn

tw: THIS IS SO ROUGH. BEWARE. there is use of tools, raspberries, rough tickling, teasing, lots and lots of tears, mentions of prolonged tickling, a teensy bit of angst…I promise y’all a soft fic will come soon :3

𝙖/𝙣: yes it is very me to put a soft moodboard for a rough fic 🎀

𝒍𝒆𝒆: minho

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 @minnielvrr @bamgyuuu-2001

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

Dear Diary,

I have no idea why I'm thinking this way today, but I seriously need to be tickled. Seriously need to be tickled. I've been feeling so, lee I guess? It's kind of pathetic that I should admit it, considering I always have the others beneath my thumb, but here it is anyway. I don't want to make it sound like I always need it, but when the urge strikes, man does it strike hard. I fucking hate it. I don't even know what's gotten into me, but I just can't think about anything other than my worst areas.  As soon as anyone even glances anywhere near them, I feel this strange, fluttery sensation in my belly, and I'm laughing before they even lay a hand on me. It's like my body anticipates what's about to happen and just surrenders before I can even stop it. Each time I even think about it, I can so tingly, as if they're already preparing for the worst.

It's a lot to deal with, but. a part of me actually really wants someone to just destroy me there. Perhaps even all the members, like, all ganging up on me at the same time. WHAT YOU DIDNT SEE ANYTHING. But then I would likely die from laughing, and I'd never ever confess it. I'd rather suffer any other punishment, anything Chan hyung would ever throw at me,  than explain to anyone how much I need to be tickled like that. And then there's my...you know...my belly button. Don't even get me started. I could practically feel the entire body tingling just thinking about it. I don't know why it's so sensitive there, but it is. It's like… it's not only the skin, but all that's around it that makes it feel so sharp. If someone even brushes against that place—just touches it—it's like a switch flips on inside of me, and I'm already laughing before I know it's happening.

And don't even get me started on blowing raspberries into it. That's the very worst. It's like my entire body just short circuits and I can't catch my breath because it's just too much. Honestly, I want it so badly, and I don't know why, but I'd rather choke on my own shame than let anyone know how much I'd adore just… letting someone go crazy there. I'm not ready to let anyone in on how weak I am when it comes to my belly button. That would be so humiliating. I just can't forget my v-line. That like, area, is major tickle spot. The moment someone even looks at it, I just go off. The notion of someone tracing their fingers up and down there makes my mind go blank and I start to turn very red, and not the positive kind either. It's just that bad, and I don't even know why I find it so…ticklish. And I can’t believe I’m even thinking about it, because the thought of someone targeting that area with intent makes me want to crawl into a hole and never come out. I know I sound crazy right now. I do. Honestly, I’m sitting here and wondering if I should even write all of this down. But it feels better to get it out. At least in the diary, I don't have the feeling like anyone can taunt me. Particularly not Channie—God, if he had a clue how bad I wanted him to gang together with everyone else and destroy me, I never would hear an end of it. He'd probably find it amusing, and that's exactly what I need less. The final thing. He already teases me enough. I don't even know what he'd do if he knew what was happening in my mind. Anyway, I guess I should maybe stop thinking about this before I get even more embarrassed. But… yeah, I'll own up to it. I want it. I really do. Just...don't tell anyone.

Seungmin gaped at the diary entry, mouth open and jaw dropped as he reread the last few lines again and again. His hyung…was in a lee mood?

Seung couldn’t believe it. Of course, he didn’t take Minho’s diary to invade the loser’s privacy, more like he had no idea what the little book was and accidentally flipped to the last page written and was automatically drawn to the familiar scrawl on the page.

All of a sudden, the most mischievous smile he had ever had began to grow on his face.

“CHAAAANNNN HYUUUUUUNNNGGGG!!”

Chan burst through the door, out of breath and the most terrified expression on his face. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?! Something’s wrong, you called me hyung, there’s no way—Oh…” His sentence was unfinished as Seung stuck the diary under Chan’s nose.

…

“Oh Minho-yah~”

Minho arrived home after the most atrocious dance practice with some trainees, stretching his arms out and sighing as he dropped his bag near the couch and kicked his shoes off.

He didn’t wait for anyone to greet him, but the sudden urge to just run to someone and provoke them, or just downright tell them to just wreck him until he sees stars, was becoming too much to handle. Minho didn’t know how much more he could take.

But what he didn’t expect at all was being hoisted into the air by a certain bunny. “Changbin!” Minho hissed loudly, “What are you doing?”

”Ohhhh, you’ll find out, hyung~”

And Minho had to admit, he was kinda curious as to what Binnie was up to. So he let himself be carried right into Chan’s room. His heart leapt into his throat and he gulped down his excitement at the expression on Channie’s face. Mischievous, with that certain glint in his eye that let Min know he was gonna get wrecked. And boy was he excited for it. Minho was dumped very unceremoniously onto the bed and surrounded by seven gleeful members, who silently grabbed his arms and legs and tied them down as softly as they could, and all Minho could do was squeeze his eyes shut and whine half-heartedly as his shirt was being untucked.

“Come on…you really don’t have to…just let me gooo—”

“Quit the act, hyung. We all know you really want this, so shut up and take it.” Jeongin laughed as Minho’s lips squeezed shut and his face was red instantly. Humbled in an instant.

Hyunjin grinned beside him as he set some tools on the bed. An electric toothbrush, some feathers, massagers, and a pair of gloves that looked more like medieval torture devices.

Minho couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped his lips. But his heart raced into excitement as two very gentle hands closed over his eyes, clouding his vision and senses with the smell of cheesecake.

Minho gasped as something very cold dripped onto his stomach and he squeaked and bit his lip as it was spread around. Okay, this is fine—everything’s fine.

Suddenly, it seemed as though the members have decided to just abandon the idea of his shirt entirely. “Hey!” Minho yelped, but the feeling of hands at his sides made him shrink back again.

“You ready to be wrecked harder than ever, Minho?” Chan’s teasing, honey like voice floated above him, and before Minho could stop himself, he found himself nodding. The cooing and teasing that followed was almost unbearable.

Everything was still for a little while, with Jisung’s hands still over his eyes. Minho appreciated that—Sung knew how much he hated blindfolds. It also saved him the embarrassment of having to maintain eye contact with the others.

Then Chan began assigning roles. Minho whined, the urge to just yell at them to start was starting to weight him down heavily.

Then he heard exactly what was gonna happen to him.

"Okayyyy, so Hyunjin, you get paintbrushes, Lixie gets the massagers, Seungmin, you get the gloves… Changbinnie you get the—hmmmm, how about the feathers?” Chan hummed, settling onto Minho’s hips. “Innie you can use your fingers, you’re good at that, and Sungie is there to make sure Minho doesn’t faint, got it?”

Minho whimpered at the thought that there had to be a member who kept him from fainting. However, he was drowned out by the chorus of cheering and the sudden sensation of hands descending onto his sensitive, anticipation-ridden body.

The sensation was horribly ticklish. Minho grit his teeth and arched his back as high as he could as fingers kneaded into his oiled sides, and he could feel Chan’s gentle thumb circling his belly button and nearly choked on his own scream. Changbin was happily teasing the feathers around Minho’s ears, while massagers were circling his belly, courtesy of Felix.

Minho’s eyes watered instantly, and he couldn’t believe the volume of the laughter that burst out of him, along with the very embarrassingly high pitched squeal that he let out as Chan’s thumb finally stopped teasing and entered his belly button.

“AHHH!!” Minho screeched, “OHMYGOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHOOD!! OHMYGOD SLOW DOHOHOHOHOWN!!”

Minho’s entire mind went positively blank as he felt two very mischievous thumbs drilling into his armpits, as rough as possible. “JEONGIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIN!! NGHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH—STOP STOP STAHAHAHAHAHAAAHA!!”

“Awwwww, does it tickle?” Chan teased, his eyes fond as Minho squealed loudly and bucked up and down under the barrage of fingers tickling him.

Then Seungmin got involved and Minho felt like he was gonna ascend. “Ohhh, did I find a good spot?” Gloved thumbs digging into his lower belly, the soft but spiky feeling of those gloves sending poor Minho into a squealing frenzy, much to the others’ amusement.

“He’s so cute!” Jisung laughed from above Minho, who was now beginning to cackle so hard his stomach ached and it was uncontrollable.

But it was exactly what he wanted. Fingers everywhere, Chan’s thumb in his belly button while the rest of his fingers spidered along Minho’s sides, and so many tools everywhere. Seungmin had now flattened his hands and was using his palms to drag the bristles along the sensitive skin of Minho’s v-line.

“OHOHOHOHOH MY—OHMYGOSHHHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!!” Minho howled. He could feel himself start to shake, his whole body trembling with the excess laughter as they began to switch spots. The gloves were now scrubbing at his armpits, and Minho was deemed completely helpless due to the restraints keeping his arms up entirely.

The second Jeongin’s nails switched to his v-line, dragging along the taut skin, Minho was so absolutely, completely gone. “Did I find another tickle spot?”

Minho let out another infamous squeal, his voice so high pitched at this point it didn’t even sound like him anymore. “YEEHEHEHEHEHES!! YES IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES SO BAHAHAHAHAHAHA—” Amd then it was quiet. Minho grit his teeth, screaming silently and bucking up and down as hard as he could, but it was fruitless. He was laughing so hard, and now he was completely silent.

“You’re usually so tough, aren’t you? And now you can’t even beg anymore~” Changbin’s voice drifted from above him, but Minho could barely register it in his haze of ticklishness.

“How much does this tickle on a scale of one to ten?” Seungmin asked in a mocking tone, his gloves hands now switching to his bristled thumbs rubbing torturous circles into the skin, watching Minho howl, his back arching as his grin stretched so wide and so adorably. Mouthing the word “TEHEHEHEHEN” over and over, but unable to form a sound

“He’s smiling so hard~” Hyunjin commented, grinning as he swirled his brush around Min’s belly button, making the kitten choke on another screech.

And with a loud, prolonged, frustrated screech of helpless laughter, Minho’s voice was back, squeaky and loud and desperate as he laughed himself silly…again and again and again with no end.

But he knew he loved it. And the others knew he loved it too.

“Awh, isn’t this exactly what you imagined in your cute little diary entry? Isn’t it what he imagined?” Chan asked, and laughed as Minho shot up all over again, his eyes wide and frantic and horrified. It was adorable.

“NOHOHOHOHO YOU DIDNT!! YOU DIHIHIHIHIDN’T!!” Minho screamed, his face the picture of adorable helplessness.

“Oh, we did~”

“THATS NOT FAIR—You can’t look through my—DIAAAHAHAAHAHAHHAAAA!!” Minho’s words weee gone the minute Chan went for his ribs, while the others continued their little attack on his ticklish spots.

“Uh—he looks ready to pass out, guys…” Jisung calls, fondly wiping the tears slipping down Minho’s face as the older screeched out a final “STOHOHOHOHOP!!”

And it did stop. Thank goodness. The tears didn’t, however.

Minho’s face crumpled as he buried his face into a pillow. And then the others realized they may have taken it a step too far to mention his diary.

Seungmin pulled Minho into a hug. “I promise you, we found it on accident, and we don’t judge at all. I honestly found it pretty cute, hyung…”

“M’kay…” Minho whispered, and buried his head into the warm, safe crook of the puppy’s neck.

“Good, you ready for dinner?—”

Minho slumped in his arms, and everyone burst into laughter when they heard the tiny snores coming from their adorable kitten.

[minnielvrr]

thinking about lee Hannie with lers Minho and Felix after the fanmeet.... Minho making him unzip the top all the way up and have Hannie hold the flaps away as he pinches the delicately sensitive skin over and over while Lix slips his own hands under the top to get to the quokka's ribs...

Poor lee Hannie would be laughing his head off as he holds the flaps of his top away with trembling hands, squealing and begging and swearing that he didn't wear this to intentionally rile up his lers, but of course no one believes him🤭 and lee Minho would just tsk at his 'excuses' switching to vibrating his fingers in until Hannie's giggles turn breathy and desperate and there's tears running down his reddened cheeks.

[prplocks]

COMEBACK: STRAY KIDS

ROCK-STAR

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[hearted-anon]

A battle you can’t win

Words: 2408

Note: for @jungwon-is-the-one

T/w: rough tickles are the maknae line, pinning in the maknae line

Lee: Know

Ler(s): Skz

Lee Know whined on the couch like a punched kitten, hissing when Chan tried to lift him up. He had been cooped up in his den, as always, the entire day and had been told to get out and do something ‘productive’. He was more than sure that sleeping all day was good enough with their upcoming comeback, he felt more than targeted. The leader sighed, running a hand through the younger’s hair in an attempt to coax him; till he thought of a perfect idea.

“How about we play rock, paper, scissors? If you win, I let you go back, if you lose, you’ll be stuck with me~” Just as Minho was about to protest, he was met with shining puppy eyes from the older, a hand that began to tug on his sleeve. His eyes widened, was Chan really going these lengths just for him? Reluctantly, he agreed, unable to resist the charm of the leader’s puppy eyes, who practically tackled him at the agreement. Groaning, he accepted the hug nonetheless, pondering how he got such a puppy of a leader.

“Okay! Rock, paper, scissors, shoot! …Oh Min~” As they both casted their choice at lightning speed, Minho’s turned to be a paper, whilst Chris had chosen scissors, deeming Minho an unfortunate loser to this game. Staring at the loss in shock, he didn’t have time to react when fingers began to dance along his sides, making him squeal and recoil. The same cute pout was now replaced with a mischievous grin, the wolf crawling over ever so menacingly.

“N-No! Get away from ME! Hyuhuhung!” Lee Know let out a shriek when Chris pounced regardless, squeezing the muscles on his stomach that had been gained with their new comeback. Deep chuckles began to flow from him, gripping onto the producer’s fingers tightly but didn’t push them away; he trusted his hyung lots to know where and where not to go on days like these.

“Yes? Do you need something?” Chan feigned innocence, continuing his gentle assault as he relished in that rich laughter. If he could buy it, it would’ve been sold out everywhere by now, pinching up and down his sides to hear a soft snort; he needed to wreck both him and Changbin some time, or maybe add Jisung into the mix..The cat beneath him squirmed on the bed, a soft red blush blooming on his cheeks from the sensations.

“I-It reheheally tihihickles!” He whined again, flopping on the bed like a fish out of water, causing Chan to coo at him all the more; how unfair. Eventually, the leader was getting a bit bored at being gentle with him, but it was clear he wasn’t in the mood for getting rough tickles from him. Fun was one thing, boundaries were another; and with Lee Know a very, very thin line separated them, probably why he was more to tickling than tickled.

Grabbing him up like a potato sack, Chris brought him over to the living room, where the members were chatting up a storm. Seeing the kitten being brought out like he was punished made their faces light up, immediately making room for both Chan and Minho. Ruffling his hair, the leader muttered a word of reassurance into his ear, squeezing his hand to ask if he was alright with it; Minho squeezed back almost instantly.

“We’re playing rock, paper, scissors. If he wins, you can’t tickle him, but if he loses, you get the drill.” Chan explained, causing a ruckus to emit among the members. Six teasing grins flashed his way, making Minho whimper as he hid away into Chan’s chest, much too embarrassed about what was happening. Frowning, the older pulled him out by the back of his neck, seeing how upset he seemed to be.

“It’s okay, Changbin’s first, alright? I promise he’ll be gentle, right Changbin?” Chan comforted the poor cat, putting emphasis on the last two words as his gaze pierced the rapper, not stern, but more of a smirk that appeared on his face. The dwaekki squeaked, nodding aggressively in agreement; he wouldn’t want to know what would happen if he dared to break that rule. Walking over, the younger placed a hand on Minho’s fist, signalling to start.

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot! You lost, but I’ll be gentle.” This time, Lee Know had placed rock, while Binnie chose paper; another loss, just great. Wrapping his arms around the cat from behind, his fingers simply traced around the hip bones that protruded out, extracting a soft snort from the older before his body trembling with giggles that bubbled up his throat.

“Chahahangbin! P-Plehehease!” Just as always, it was almost as if the dwaekki’s hands were coated with magic, able to coax the sweetest giggles out of anyone no matter how grumpy or feisty they were towards him. Humming a soft tune in response, the younger placed his forehead against Minho’s neck, his warm breath causing goosebumps to arise before placing a tender kiss to it, sending a shock down his spine.

“Nohoho! N-Noho kisses!” He babbled, scrunching his shoulders up with giggles as Changbin’s lips brushed ever so tenderly on the nape of his neck, squirming when fingers pinched his hips. Even the members were stunned at how easily Changbin reduced Lee Know to a giggling, squeaking mess without putting in much effort, watching the red on his face darken.

“No? You wanna give Hyunjin a try then?” Changbin inquired with genuine curiosity, nuzzling his nose against the smooth skin that earned a tiny squeak. Nodding his head, a breathlessly snickering Lee Know was finally left alone to catch a small breather, slumping onto the couch from Changbin’s attack, albeit it not being enough to drive him to insanity. As he raised his head, he was met with a ferret practically examining the cat, fist already out in excitement.

“Shoot- I lost?” Hyunjin whimpered with a frown, having held out scissors while Minho held out a fist for a rock; he had finally won something! But as he watched the glow in the artist’s eyes glow dimmer, a wave of guilt crashed onto him, he was sure Hyunjin had been waiting for forever to even get close to the feisty cat he called a hyung. Wrapping the dancer’s arms around his own waist, he was silent; but the squeal of happiness from behind was all he needed to know.

“Mmmhmm..h-hyune..” Minho pursed his lips together when slender fingers pressed right into his ribs, one by one in a tantalising manner. Even then, the artist was more than determined to extract that laughter from him, he might have been wrecked one too many times by the dancer to be considered even a tickle fight anymore; obviously he’d jump at anything that even hinted at the form of revenge.

“Hm?” Hyunjin hummed, raising an eyebrow behind him, squeezing the fat that laid at the sides of his ribs, getting a shriek in response. Rich laughter escaped his lips, bending over the couch in a futile attempt to ward off the fingers, but being as agile as they were, he easily managed to slip back to the older’s ribs, kneading like it was a batch of bread dough.

“Nahaha! S-Stohohop!” Minho pleaded, pushing desperately at the fingers that were practically glued on targeting his ribs, internally wondering why everyone was so soft with him. Almost instantly, the fingers backed off from his body, leaving him barren as his giggles cut awkwardly. Staring at the group like a deer in headlights, two heads popped up to meet him, one brown, one blonde.

“We’re going together!” Felix chimed enthusiastically, making Lee Know much more confused than he was. Why had Hyunjin’s turn ended so early? Jisung waddled over to the cat’s lap quietly, laying his head up in his lap before shooting up a fist, challenging him to another game. Reluctantly, he had wished Hyunjin’s turn lasted just a bit longer, missing the gentle touch already. Maybe he should go see Hyunibini some time…

“..shoot! We won hyung, c’mere~” Placing another fist in turn to Jisung’s initial move, he was met with an open hand that almost instantly caught his. Lee Know barely had time to even react before a chick pounced onto his back, dragging his arms above his head while the quokka seated himself on the cat’s thighs. Unexpecting of the sudden switch in demeanour, he shook his head rapidly with nervous giggling, squealing when Felix sat onto his hands.

“H-Hahahve mercy- AHAHAH!” Minho was immediately thrown into cackles as Felix brought his tiny fingers down to the outstretched armpits that were staring at him, grabbing them slightly roughly before kneading into the squishy centre. The oldest of the trio tossed his head back, mouth wide open as it spilled with hysterical laughter.

“We’ve given enough of that, the three previous people had no fun~” Jisung teased slowly, bringing his hands to massage into the dips of Minho’s hips, earning a panicked scream of laughter. He twisted, squirmed, begged under the sunshines, but got not an ounce of mercy. All he could do was, laugh, laugh…and keep laughing.

“GUHUHUYS! PLEA- PLEAHAHAHASE!” Despite being the most composed of the hyung line when it came to losing composure when being tickled so intensely, he was no match for the evil maknae line, and he hadn’t even gotten to Seungmin and Jeongin yet! The thought sent a shiver down his spine. Meanwhile, the brownie boy was having the time of his life, whispering tiny little compliments like ‘your smile’s so cute!’ or ‘cackling so loudly might attract more tickles~’, making his entire face turn into a real bucket of red paint.

“Please? Please continue to wreck you to pieces? Gladly!” Han clapped with a wide gummy smile, moving his fingers up to the older’s v-line before submerging his fingers in deeply, vibrating as quickly as he could. The members were not prepared for the absolute scream that Lee Know let out in ticklish agony, bucking his hips aggressively to try and toss the quokka off balance; of course it didn’t work.

“OHOHO MY GAD! MAHAHAKE IT STOHOHOP!” The dancer begged again, pulling at his restrained limbs in a fruitless attempt to block out the four hands roaming his body. After what felt like hours of endless torture, or rather a minute, the sunshines let up on their ruthless attack, watching as tears of mirth were already in the corner of the bunny’s eyes, threatening to fall at any moment. Rushing over, Felix gave Minho the biggest hug he could muster while Jisung wiped away the tiny tears, both of them apologising like they had killed him. Flustered, Lee Know could only give out a small ‘it’s okay’, unable to comprehend the amount of sweet actions from the sunshines.

“My turn, watch me win.” Seungmin scoffed, albeit having a small smirk on his face. Minho almost instantly regained his stoic yet competitive nature, narrowing his eyes at the puppy. If anything, he had to win against Seungmin, whether it meant sacrificing his entire dignity for this. Both of them placed their fists next to each other, like a duel of the Wild West. Finally, casting their choice, it turned out to be…

“Damn it.” Seungmin grumbled, having tossed out scissors while Minho had another rock in his hands. Letting out a cheer of victory while the younger jeered, the dancer pulled the whiny pup in for a hug, giving him a noogie before the maknae flashed a dimple of complete evil. Having been his overconfident self, he tossed out another fist, to be held by a paper of a hand by the fox.

“Get him!” The maknae yelled like a war cry, before the vocalist he once held in his arms pushed him onto the carpeted floor like some sort of training dummy, straddling his hips while Innie sat comfortably on his ankles. The members surrounding snickered in mischievousness, watching the two excited maknaes’ have their way with the feisty cat.

“Noho yohou brats- STAHAHAP!” He was tossed back into another round of frantic hysterics as fingers dug into his thighs, crawling over the smooth surface like tiny spiders; his bet was Seungmin, who had his back facing the dancer. A frenzied wail came from him when he felt long but blunt nails scrape up and down his arches menacingly, internally cursing the maknae of the group.

“Excuse me? What did you just call us?” Seungmin sneered, raising an eyebrow at the lighthearted insult. Vocalracha paused in their movements as their gaze pierced through a now very nervous Lino, who had no luck in scrambling away as he shrank under their gaze meekly. He couldn’t even get a ‘sorry’ out, having zero room to speak when the maknaes’ fingers descended back onto his legs, earning a howl of laughter.

“ARGHAHAHAHA! I-I’M SOHOHORRY!” Minho wails, just when Seungmin’s fingers find his inner thighs, pinching and scratching up the skin tantalisingly while Jeongin peels back the toes of his right foot, before scribbling at his toes and the skin underneath. The dancer arched in back in desperate laughter, pounding on the puppy’s back to no avail, his feet going nowhere.

“Sorry for what?” The fox inquired with a taunting smirk on his face that the oldest of the trio couldn’t see, moving his fingers back to scratching roughly on the arches of both feet, earning another loud scream. He was pulling at Seungmin at this point, where he just rocked back and forth like a swing; but his fingers didn’t move from Lino’s thighs, proving to be useless.

“C-CAHAHALLING YOHOHOU BOTH BRAHAHATS! STAP!” Lee Know yawped, before his voice gave out, tears of mirth streaming down his face. The vocalists released their hold on the dancer’s legs, watching him deflate and melt into the floor like a popped balloon. The group crowded around the tired cat, pulling him for a big cuddle while they whispered sweet nothings, rubbed his cheeks to get rid of the tears, and massaged his sore body from the rough sensations. Minho simply soaked in the attention like a sponge would, his entire face to his neck thoroughly heated up into a deep shade of red.

As they passed out quietly in the living room, the following day came with a very loud announcement of a certain bunny in a mood as booming laughter sounded throughout the dorms once more.

[hearts444innie]

tickle socks 🧦🎀

Lee Felix

Ler Minho

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Minho found a pair of tickle socks on a website and finding it very fascinating for his collection he decided to get it and he thought about who he should use it on first…

His target was Felix since the sunshine boys feet are very sensitive to about anything.

A week goes by and the socks are here and while Felix was out Minho went into his room and slipped the socks into his drawer and waited for Felix to put them on at some point.

Now…how exactly did the sock work?…

Well first the person has the put the socks on and it came with a remote…the socks will lock when the said remote lock button is pressed and it will send off a ticklish like vibration.

Later that day Felix had finished washing up and etc and he looks in his sock drawer when he saw the light pink socks to which he didn’t recall having them there but he was just tired and didn’t care at the moment so he put them on, he had no idea what was coming to him.

Minho then came in.

“Hyung? What is it”

“Lix you see…I gifted you those socks for a reason”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll show you lay on the bed”

Felix being confused he layed on the bed and Minho tied his wrists together with ties and Felix got even more confused and worried.

“Hyung why are you tying my wrists together what is going on??”

Minho gave Felix a soft smile before speaking

“Don’t worry it will be over soon~”

Now Minhos words had Felix scared and confused until Minho pulls out a small remote and he gently says “do you wanna know what those socks do they do something very special”

Minho clicked the button and Felix immediately felt a ticklish shock on his feet

“AH! WAIHAIT-HYUNGAHAHAH”

“Keep laughing sunshine~”

“NOHOHO STOTOP-“

Felix desperately tried freeing his wrists but he couldn’t all he could do was sit there and let it happen

“PLEASE NAHAHAHA AhahaHAHAAHA”

“Minho then gets in the bed and lays Felix on his chest and just casually cuddles the poor boy as if he wasn’t being tortured right now”

“Gosh your too cute it makes me want to this longer”

“STOHOP NOHOHO ITS TOHOHO MUCH”

To make things worse Minho started nuzzling his nose into the sunshine’s neck making Felix squeal

“HAHAHAHA HYUNG STOHOHP NOHOHO I CANT”

“How can I when your just so cute keep laughing for me~”

The neck nuzzles and the tickling socks was just too much for Felix to handle tears were streaming down his cheeks as he continued to laugh, Minho turned off the socks not wanting to kill the boy completely but still wasn’t finished yet

“Don’t think I’m done just yet lix~”

He started squeezing the boys sides making Felix scream in laughter again

“HYUNG NOHOHO I CANT HAHAHAHA PLEASE.. Ahahah…”

Felix was tired and was drifting to sleep and Minho stops

“Aww I made you tired”

“Yohuhu almost killed me”

“Awww sorry was I too rough”

“Nohoho it was fine but can you cuddle with me”

“K I wasn’t really planning on moving anyways”

The two slowly fell asleep and jeongin was outside of the door silently running back to his room now realizing Minho has another tickle tool

This is quite short but I’ll get better eventually 💀

[stariez-artz]

LEE!CLAUS HCS.

- His worst spots are his stomach, hands, hips, and where his chin would be

- He makes a ticking noise that the others call squeaks

- Imagine Talking Ben’s laugh but more high pitched (and British)

- His first reaction to getting tickled is to grab the ler’s wrists

- Definitely got his shit abso-fucking-lutely W R E C K E D by Andy after his little “Care for an apple?” Thing

- He also gets wrecked by Felix and pretty much anyone if he’s being too uptight (or grumpy)

- His main lers are Melody and Felix

- Melody wrecked him for his fuckin “Perhaps you should learn to live a little!” Comment

- He tries keeping his laughter in at first by biting his lip or covering his mouth but once you hear lil “tick.. tick.. tick..” you already know he’s absolutely S T R U G G L I N G to keep it in

- Cannot take being teased for the life of him

Ex:

“Jeez old timey, are you laughing or are you about to explode? Cuz I can’t tell which one… hmm.. maybe it’s both”

“FEHELIHIHIHIHIHIHIX!! STAHAHAP-! (*insert lil ticking sounds*)”

“Hmm… maybe you are gonna explode.. what if I try this spot?” *hip squeeze*

“GEEHEHEHEHE-!!? FEHEHELIX NOHOHOHOHO! *snort* UHUNHAHAHAND MHEHEHEHEHE!!”

“Unhand you? Tch! Haven’t heard that phrase for a while”

“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHP!! HOW ARE YOU EHEVEN REACHING ANYTHIHIHIHIHING-?!”

“Are you saying I’m short? Well, that’s not very nice is it Claus? Huh… maybe I shouldn’t be nice either”

[hwaowiiii]

✧⁠*⁠。Zombies and revenge

okay I am absolutely not sure about the title but I am not good at finding good titles... Hpoe you enjoy and feel free to request something or ask me smthg <3

Pairing : Jungwon x Jungkook x Felix x Reader

Genres : Tickle, Fluff, Ticklefluff, KPop, Idols

Lees: Reader, Jungkook Lers: Jungwon, Felix, Jungkook

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You, Jungwon, Felix and Jungkook were watching a Horror Movie. It was absolutely NOT your favourite genre. But your best friends looked at you so sweetly that you only could say yes. Big mistake. Now you were lying on your bed because you did not wanted to watch the movie anymore and went into your room to get some sleep. But you were thinking nonstop about these Zombies… For hours now because you were not able to close even one eye without seeing those creatures in your head. You knew it was only a movie and nothing about it was real but you still not stopped remembering it…

When you finally dozed off you heard two guys scream loudly and girly. You woke up again and were all angry that your friends won't let you sleep at all as someone opened the door, sneaked in and closed it quickly. Then you heard Jungkook whispering "ahh Y/n hide me please I'm gonna die if not". You sighed and he ran over to your bed and hid under the blanket. You pulled him closer to you so you were able to hide him whit your body covering him. You two were quiet like you were dead and he wasn't moving at all.

" Jeon JUNGKOOK COME HERE AND TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT YOU DAMN DEVIL - HYUNG!!!" Felix yelled from outside and Jungkook chuckled under your blanket. Someone knocked at your door and you two were quiet again. "Oh come on we know you are inside Kookie" Jungwon said teasing and opened the door. You closed your eyes and acted as you were sleeping. Jungkook also neither moved nor made a single sound

Jungwon and Felix walked inside your room and stopped behind you, facing your bed. "Aw look at them Lixie, both hiding from us without success. Cute, aren't they? " Jungwon whispered. "Yeah you're right but they won't escape from their punishment, am I right? Y/n will get her own for hiding this little devil…" "Yeah you're right but she seemed like she had a hard day so let's not do it today and let them sleep since they are so cute together" Jungwon said and Felix mumbled a "yes you're right this poor girl deserves some sleep" . They both walked out your room but of course not without Felix poking your ribs through the blanket that was covering you and Jungkook. You managed to not make a sound but your held in your breathe to not giggle.

As soon as the two boys leaved, you poke Jungkook. " What the HELL was that!? What did you do?!" You asked angrily because you were scared what they will do to you two. He chuckled quietly quietly and looked at you. " I scared them with a zombie mask while they were watching the movie, being to scared to even move because the zombies were that ugly" He laughed and seemed so proud that you could not help but laugh too. He seemed even more happy since you laughed too and you looked at his bunny smile in awe. "Can I sleep in your room tonight? I want to sleep too and I think they won't let me since they think I deserve a punishment…" He looked at you showing his adorable bunny smile and you nodded and fell down to your pillow again. It was good for you too because he will hold the zombies away from your thoughts. So you two cuddled together on your bed and you fell asleep soon.

The next day you did not think about the last evening and wake up late in the morning, covered by Jungkooks arms. You two were cuddling until the other two made breakfast and told you to come down and eat. You and Jungkook did not think something bad about it and went down for breakfast. Felix and Jungwon were as kind as usual and they did nothing to you the whole day. In the evening you all ate dinner and watches a few Episodes of the KDrama True Beauty. (A/N this kdrama is SOO good it's one of my favourites, I love the story and the actors ^^ <3 )

As you went up, you got ready and laid down down on your bed with a book on your lap and headphones in your ears, playing your favourite music. You relaxed a few minutes as you hear someone shouting " Oh no you're NOT going anywhere AGAIN Jungkook". You recognuzed Felix voice and took off your headphones just to hear Jungkook begging Felix and Jungwon to let him go. Your eyes widened as he started giggling and soon laighing loudly. You tried to ignore it but unfortunately the walls in the house were not that soundproof and you even heard it through your headphones. You heard Jungkook begging for mercy and even begging YOU to help him. But you also knew that you won't be able to concentrate so you put your book away and started looking around searching for a place to hide yourself.

Jungkooks laughter got weaker and you flinched and ran to your armchair that was standing in a Corner of your room. You pulled it away, sat behind, curling yourself to a small ball of yourself and pulled the armchair in front of you so that nobody would see you. Jungkook was not laughting anymore and you heard nothing. Right, there was absolutely nothing but SILENCE in the whole house. And that was so damn scary… Out of all sudden your door was opened and you heard someone coming in. You started trembling. The little you in the corner behind your armchair was SO scared.

So you were hiding in that tiny space behind the armchair when Felix started to tease you in his deep voice because he knew you couldn't stand it. His voice was actually deeper than ten oceans together. "Ohh come here Jagi we won't hurt youuu ~ You'll just get what you deserve for helping Jungkookieeee ~ " He said and you even trembled more, hoping the armchair won't shake with you… Avatar "Anddddd for NOT helping me baby… You'll get to know how it feels " Jungkook said and your eyes even widened more, of that is possible in any way. You heard steps coming near you and you heard Jungwons heartmelting chuckles. Then you realized that he was near you. Too near… You carefully looked up just to look in Jungeons cute face that was actually only a few centimetres away from yours. You knew you were dead and closed your eyes leaning your head against the wall next to you.

"Found her" Jungwon told the others happily. He pulled the armchair away and lifted you up in his strong arms. He went to your bed and placed you there. You whined and begged for mercy. Well, those boys were mercyless AND bored. Poor you…

But one last thing was on your mind. " I have to go pee" you said and blushed extremely. The three looked at each other and started laughing. " Nice try Jagi but there is no escape " Felix told you in his special voice and you blushed even more. " I'm telling the truth pleasee lemme go, at least to the toilet " you begged. Jungwon chuckled again and agreed, bit he would come with you and wait by the door outside the bathroom. You agreed and went to the toilet, doing every step extremely slow to enjoy the time you were still alive. When you finally were done in the bathroom, you stopped in front of the door, waiting for something. You could not tell for what but well … You suddenly opened the door, what startled Jungwon and you started to run. But guess what, he picked you up while you were not even running for ten seconds. You begged him to let you go but he just laughed at you and placed you back on your bed.

"Aww I see she tried ro escape! Cuuuuteeee Y/n …" Jungkook smirked. He managed to pin your arms above your head and you felt kinda excitement in your stomach. However you were trashing around like a maniac and it didn't even start. The boys couldn't help but smile at you in awe but also mischievously.

After you were exhausted from only trashing around without them doing anything, you finally stopped fighting back as Jungwon took place at you thighs and smiled at you. Even in that position he was rhe cutest boy you have ever seen… He placed a single finger on your tummy and you let out a tiny shriek. His smile turned into a mischievous but still cute smirk as he sees you blushing because of your embarassing reaction. You closed eyes to not see him and not blush more but that was a mistake…

As soon as you closed your eyes je started spidering all over your tummy. You tried to hold in your laugher but you were surprising sensitive. But how could you know? You started giggling uncontrollable "nahahahahahahahha juhuhuhuuhuhuhuhungwohohohoohn plehahahahhahasehehe nohohhooohoho" "please whahahat? more?" he said, giggling with you. "nohoohho" yoi tried to answer bit he didn't mind and started spidering over your sides and ribs too. "nahahahaAHHAHAHAHA PLEASEEEEEEEE jungWOOOOHHOHOHOHN NOHOHOOHO" you shrieked and laughed. "Ahh I see the ribs, am I right cutie?" He looked so happy that you wanted to cry if he weren't torturing you. "YahahahahHAHAHAHAS NAHAHAHAA WOHOHOHOOHNIEEE" "what do you mean? Yes or no? Tell meeeeee~" he pouted and poked your ribs like there were no tomorrow.

"ahahhahaHAHAHHA YAHAHAHAHAS GAHHHAHAHA" "what yes cutie? Does it mean YES tickle me? YES finally he does this to me? YES i like it? oof so many possibilitys…" You never expected Jungwon would be THAT teasing… But you couldn't stand it anyway, you felt EVERY cell of your face burning. "Aww you're so cute little one" he started scribling your armpits and you tried to push him off. It was not like you wanted him to stop but it was your humanity instinct. However he was too strong for you and just continued, looking down at you with an adorable cute look. Even more cute than usual if that is even possible…

"Ohh Y/nieee don't buck it makes it even worseeee~" he chuckled. Then he dug his thumbs in your hips softly and unexpected, making you scream with that move. "NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO JUNGWOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHN" he stopped and looked at you surprised. They all were looking very surprised. And even you were surprised. You did not expect you're THAT sensitive.

He continued, looking at your face in awe. Then he finally stopped, only to turn around and start squeezing your tighs and knees, what made you go crazy… He continued and continued until he seemed bored and crawled down to your feet. "nohohho nooooo nohoho please not jungwohoohohn NOOHAHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAA" your speech turned into a scream and crazy laaughter again as took your feet in a headlock and started scribling all over your hypersensitive soles. "GAHAHHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAH WHAHAHAHANIEEEHEHEHE NAHAHAHAHA MAHAHAHAHARCYHHHIHIHIHAHAHAHAHHA" you managed to say before you fell into silent laugher, Jungwon driving you crazy. When he did not hear a sound from you anymore, he finally stopped and looked proud. Very, very proud…

"You seemed like it was fun to you Jagi" Jungwon smiled and Jungkook finally set your arms free. You put them down and rolled in a small ball of yourself again, trying to catch your breathe and calm down. Felix gave you a bottle of water and you drank a bit. Jungeon placed himself next to Felix, who stood up and took place at your tighs now. And of course Jungkook grabbed your wrists again and pinned then once again above your head…

Your eyes widened and they would fell off your head if you had not closed them as soon as Felix started squeezing your sides fastly, deeply and mercylessly… "We're not done with you yet, Y/nahh" he taesed with his unique voice, making you scream even more. You felt your femace burning while you were laughing and screaming again… " NAHAAHAHAHHA FEHEHEHEHHELIHIHIIHIHX NAHAHAHAHAHHAHA" "YES" he answered innocent, knewing he made it even worse…

Then he started to count your ribs slowly and evily. "Ohhh let's Count your ribs sunshine, Jungkook missed none I know it now but you seem to miss one…" "oneeeeeee~" he poked and scribled all over your first rib and then did the same to your second, third, fourth….. " fiveeeeeee, siiiiiiiix, seeeeveeeeen, eeeeeight, nineeeeee, teeeeeeeen, elevennnnnn, …" You weren't able to listen anymore because it tickled like hell and his voice wasn't helpfull at all… As he stopped you tried to catch your breathe again but NO! Of course he wouldn't let you.

Felix immediately started squeezing your hollows mercylessly. "NAHAHAHHAHAHA FEHEHEHHELIHIHIIHIHIX NAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA" "Yahahas Sunshine" You wanted to melt at the sound of his voice but you were unable to take make any thought. Then he finally were done with your hollows and his hands wanderes down to your hips. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO" you screamed but the only answer you got was "yeeeees" and three boys smirkimg at you. And then …guess what… he started to squeeze and dig his thumbs in your hips like CRAZY. He was moving faster than the speed of light and you… " NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAA NAHAAHHAH FEHEHEHEHEHEHLIIHIIIHIHIHIHIIHIX NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH MAHAHHAHAHAHRCAHAHAHHAHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHSAHAAHHAHA AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA" Well, how expected he did NOT stop and continued till you were out of breathe and your laugter went silent.

Finally, Felix showed mercy on you and sat next to Jungkook now, who set your arms free and gave you the bottle of water again. You found it exhausting to even lift your arms and drink, but you managed to do it. While you were prepairing yourself to what comes next. Of course Jungkook wouldn't let you go that easily.

He gave you two minutes to catch your breath. Then Felix pinned your arms down and Jungkook sat on your tighs. Actually you feared the look he gave you because on the one side you fell for his eyes and on the other side you knew what his smirk meant. And the "Ohhh Jagi this is for knowing I was tortured but not helping me" did NOT help at all. He just started squeezing your sides rougher that Felix, digging his thumbs into your sensitive sides faster that the speed of light. "NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA JAHAHAHAHAHAHHHANKAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAK NAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH" "yes little one, don't xou think you deserve this?" "NAHAHAHHAHAH AHAHAHAHHAHA DAHAHAHAHHANT AHAHAHAHHAHA" "Oh yes you do"

He leaned down, bringing his face near to your ribs while he was still squeezing your sides mercylessly. Then…he started nibbling your ribs… Tears started rolling down your cheeks again and you screamed for mercy, begging the evil bunny to stop. But guess what, he also didn't. He wanted revenge. And the punishment he gave you tickled like hell. So he just continued makimg you scream. "NAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JAHAHHAHAHHANKAHAHHAHAHHAHAAK MAHAHAHAHHAHRCAHAHAHAHAHHAH PLEAHAHAHHAHASEHAHAHAHA " then he suddenly moved his hands down to your hips. This was the worst thing he could have done. You screamed loudly. VERY loudly. "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA" But he didn't stop. Surprisee~ And it was not like you wanted him to stop, you just couldn't take it. Seemed like you were ticklish…. (Ahem) After a few minutes of you screaming your soul out you fell into silent laugher and he didn't stop al all. After two more minutes he finally, FINALLY stopped.

"Sorry cutie, did I go too far?" You just shook your head,trying to catch your breath. Felix set your arms free and Jungkook pulled you in his lap, rubbing all over your body to help you making the ghost tickles go away. As he realized that you were to exhausted to even move , he lied down placimg you on top of him, cuddling with you and the two other boys layed next to you two amd it turned into a gang cuddle.

Fifteen minutes later you were able to speak again and the boys looked at you a bit worried. "We are so sorry sunshine, did we go too far?" Felix asked in his normal voice. You shook your head snd smiled at all of them. They alls miled back, a bit insecure. "No, it's allright. It was extremely exhausting bit you know what? I needed that. I haven't been … tickled … for like seven years now and I forgot how it feels…" You blushed as you sayd the t-word and they all chuckled. "well, I guess we have to do.it more often them, am I right guys?" Jungkook smirked and your eyes widened. The other two laughed in amusement and the rest of the evening and the night you four best friends were cuddling and sleeping together. Once again, they remembered you why you love them so much.

Thank you for reading, it is actually based on a dream I had… 😅

And sorry for grammar or spelling mistakes, english is not my first language.