#ler Nick

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How are you?? I hope you’re doing well ❤️

I saw the 100 tkl prompts and I’ve been thinking my about lee charlie spring recently, and was wondering if you wanted to do "That's just a roundabout way of saying 'I like it'." With lee Charlie and ler nick? Remember to stay hydrated <3

"That's just a roundabout way of saying 'I like it'."

Summary: After some intense rugby practices, Charlie is feeling a bit sore. Nick offers to give Charlie a massage and discovers something he’ll never let Charlie live down.

Lee: Charlie

Ler: Nick

Author’s Note: In this fic, it’s set before they start dating so stuff is still new and even more flustering just so you’re aware. And oh my gosh I hope you’re doing well too!! Thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy this! 💖

Nick had invited Charlie over to his house once again. Nick tussled his newly cut hair when he opened the door, Charlie trying not to jump with excitement. A few minutes later the two were playing UNO on the floor of Nick’s bedroom.

The past half hour was filled with playful shoves, throwing of cards at the other when a game was won, and some, one could say, flirtatious banter. Was this a dream? Because if so, Charlie never wanted wake up. Or at least, maybe stay dreaming for a little while longer.

Every now and then, Chalrie would straighten his back with a whine in his voice. Sometimes rolling his neck to one side then the next. Nick noticed after it happened a few times more than it should’ve. He thought Charlie must’ve had a knot or something due to practice.

“Hey-” Nick nudged Charlie. “You okay? You look like you’re in pain.” Charlie was surprised at the question for a moment. He shook his head.

“No, I’m fine. Just a little sore I guess. From practice. As you would know.” He rubbed the back of his aching neck.

“I know that all too well.” Nick smiled. They sat in awkward silence, a knife could cut the tension. “Would you want a massage?”

Charlie sat in disbelief for a few seconds. “I-I’m sorry what?” Nick put his cards down. “A massage. My mum would do them to me after extra rough practices sometimes and even taught me how to do it myself. I’m pretty good with my hands actually.” Nick wiggled his fingers.

As if Chalrie wasn’t flustered enough already- The guy he’s crushing on is asking if he can give him a massage??? He wanted to say no. He wanted to stand up and run away as far as he could till he passed out in a new country. But instead, he nodded.

“That would be really helpful actually. Just don’t make it worse than it already is, rugby lad.” Charlie set his cards down and moved the pile to the side. Nick beamed at his answer and chuckled. “I promise I won’t.”

Nick had instructed Charlie to lay on his stomach. Nick providing a pillow for his arms and head to rest on. Nick started along his neck and upper back. Then moved down to his spine and other areas that seemed tense.

Charlie relaxed into the touch. Nick’s thumbs doing wonders as they massaged the small knots along Charlie’s back. Charlie let out a sigh, Nick chuckling quietly at how cute the whole situation seemed. Cute in a friend way of course… Right??

His thoughts were interrupted as a gasp escaped Charlie’s lips. Nick looked to wear he had pressed into his shoulder blade.

“You okay there?” Nick lightly rubbed the spot. “Y-Yeah I’m fine. You’re good to keep going if you’d like.” Charlie fiddled with his fingers. If Nick found out he was ticklish he was done for. His pride out the window never to be retrieved.

“Okay then.” Nick moved spots for now, still convinced that spot was a little more painful than the rest. After the last couple knots could were massaged out, he decided to go back to his shoulder blades. But instead of a gasp, he was met with a surprised squeal and Charlie’s back arching at the touch.

“Charlie…” “Nothing!” Charlie quickly hid his blushing face into his pillow. Nick just smiled, his hands still on his teammate’s back.

“It’s okay if you’re ticklish you know? I think everyone’s gotta be a little ticklish somewhere.” Nick scribbled at the spot, taken back a bit by the shriek and jump it got. “Or I guess in your case very ticklish.” Charlie’s face was on fire- The teasing, the touching, the fact that it was Nick of all people!

“Just stahay away from thehere please.” The last few words were a bit muffled as Charlie laid his face against his pillow again. Nick couldn’t help the smirk that overtook his face. He just couldn’t resist taking this new information and running full speed with it.

“This little spot?” Nick giggled poking the vulnerable spot a couple times. “GAHA! Nihihick! Yes there!”

“Yes? Yes tickle you there? Wehell if you insist.” Nick shrugged starting to scribble on and all around the vulnerable area. “Dohon’t you dahahahahahahare! Nahahahahahaha!”

Charlie rocked back and forth, reaching back to try and grab at Nick. That just encouraged Nick to go down and start squeezing at Chalrie’s sides. Now that got a reaction. Charlie’s legs started kicking at the floor and his arms shot down, trapping Nick’s hands in the process.

“NohoHOHOHO! NIHIHICK!” Charlie’s muffled giggles filled Nick’s ears. And he didn’t think he’d ever get full. He felt he could listen to that noise forever. Nick moved one hand to his ribs and the other to his hip. A squeal making Nick giggle along with the wriggling teen beneath him.

“You’re nohot really telling me to stop. Ahare you having as much fun as I am?” Nick surprised himself at his honesty. He felt he could just admit anything to Charlie. Even something as silly as enjoying tickling the living daylights out of him.

“IHIHI DIHIHIDN’T WAHAHAHA- WAHANT TO BE RUHUDE!” Charlie turned his face to the side, revealing to Nick his flushed and tickled silly face. Nick felt himself become mesmerized.

"That's just a roundabout way of saying 'I like it'." Nick teased, wiggling his fingers up under Charlie’s arms. Charlie just about screamed and arched his back. Nick had never seen Charlie like this. Smile spread from ear to ear and absolutely lost in laughter. It was cute. Actually… it was incredibly adorable. And that felt okay to think.

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……1 with nick and charlie…..

Tickletober Day 1~ Anticipation

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Charlie was going to crack.

His so called loving boyfriend has been teasing the crap out of him ALL DAY!! He couldn’t take it anymore.

Charlie wasn’t even sure if Nick knew what he was doing to him..

He had been on edge all day waiting for him to just go for it and finally put him out of his misery. But the more that Charlie thought about it he felt.. excited? The thought of Nick tickling him was something that made Charlie feel extremely giddy but god the embarrassment was hard to deal with. It wasn’t until the two left school and went to Nicks house that the teasing started again. They were watching a movie on nicks bed, what movie you may ask? Charlie had no idea because of focused he was on the placement of his boyfriends hand. It was originally playing with his hair but it had made its way down to the base of his neck. Charlie was finding it extremely difficult to stay calm, his neck had always been one of his worst spots. It wasn’t until one of Nicks fingers lightly grazed against Charlie’s ear that he let out a quiet snicker. “Char, is something funny?~” Nick asked with a very subtly teasy undertone to his voice. Ok so he definitely knows what he’s doing then, and Charlie’s screwed. “Oh would you please just get it over with.” Charlie whined covering his face with the nearest pillow. “Get what over with Charlie?” That little shut was going to make him say it wasn’t he..

“Will you please.. tickle me?” The last part was barely audible and of course Nick chose to comment on it. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you.” The boy was smirking now!! “Nickcanyoupleasetickleme?” “Well since you asked so nicely.” he shrugged and moved over to gain better access to his boyfriends neck. He skittered his finger beneath his jaw and around the shell of his ears. Charlie erupted in streams of giggles which Nick just adored. He switched to tickly kisses next which were his favourite because Charlie snorted whenever he would do that!! Nick continued his mini attack until the two were tired out and they fell back into their original position. That was definitely worth the anticipation.. Charlie thought to himself.

(Sorry it’s so short I’m running out of time lol)

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Nick is constantly picking up Charlie, he DEFINITELY has picked Charlie up bridal style and blown raspberries on his tummy

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Heartstopper s 2 spoilers! ⚠️ (tk community)

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THIS IS SO CUTE OMFG 😭

(I think abt this all day)

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AHHH UR WRITING IS SO CUTE 😭😭

Could u do #54 with ler Nick and lee Charlie too? Pls and ty

“Make me”

A/N~ Sorry this took so long my dear!! I’ve been really busy this week and didn’t have a lot of time but I hope you enjoy it :))

🍄This is a tickle fic if you don’t like please keep scrolling!!��

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“It’s just that you’re so cool!!” Charlie exclaimed.

He had been ranting on about how ‘perfect’ Nick was for almost an hour and not to be ungrateful for the compliments, but Nick was getting sick of it. He was just really flustered

“I mean you’re super strong, literally the king of rugby and you have such cute hair..” Charlie continued, his boyfriend’s eye rolling going unnoticed.

“Char, you know I love you~” he interrupted, resting his palm on Charlie’s knee. “But could you please, please stop talking about me?”

“What? Why!?” It was as if Nick had told him to eat his own arm or something. The horror on his face was both concerning and hilarious.

“I’m a bit sick of hearing my name in every other sentence you speak. Let’s maybe change the topic for a while?” He replied hoping that Charlie wouldn’t notice his blush.

“Make me.” He stated, staring directly into Nicks eyes.

“If that’s what you want..” And soon enough that hand that was resting innocently on Charlie’s knee came into action. He squeezed and scribbled all over the tops an bottoms of them.

Charlie was overcome with ticklish sensations jolting through his poor knees. Maybe he should have listened to Nick, he thought.

It was too late, hysterical laughter emerged from him when Nick found his way to his thighs.

“NIHIHICK STAHAP!!”

“Reckon we can change the topic now?” The blonde questioned, his teasy tone very terribly hidden.

“YEHEHES IM SORRY JUST PLEASE GEHET OHOHOFF!!!”

Nick gave his boyfriends poor knees a final squeeze and then let him go.

“That’s what you get for annoying me Charlie Spring, next time I won’t go so easy on you.” He said attempting to be stern but that goofy smile on his face told another story.

“If that was easy then I’ll make sure to be on my best behaviour from now on..” his giggles had died out.

“Uh a next time!? I don’t think so~” And thus Charlie was once again thrown into fits of laughter from Nicks devious fingers

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bc i haven't seen anyone talk about it here: this is my absolute highest hope for a tickle scene if we are to be blessed with one

via the Netflix Twitter account (there's no audio in the video)

[nickandcharlieareticklish]

A More Enjoyable Assignment (tickle fic)

Fandom: Heartstopper

Summary: Nick loves to tickle Charlie, but he never lets Charlie tickle him back. Charlie would never admit it to anyone, but all he wanted to do was hear his boyfriend squirm and giggle and it was starting to drive him up the wall.

Forget homework - this Nick-related assignment was way more fun.

My first ever tickle fic! Quite nervous about posting this, so all (kind) feedback very much appreciated.

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Nick loved to tickle Charlie. This was common knowledge at this point. Charlie could barely make it through an hour in Nick's company before he was pounced on and his high-pitched babbling and squeals filled the air. Charlie would put up a dramatic fuss every time but honestly, he really didn't mind. And he could see from Nick's shit-eating grin just how much joy it brought him.

However, the main issue was that whenever Charlie reached out a retaliating hand to tickle Nick's side, or grabbed his knee to squeeze it, Nick would immediately employ Strong Rugby Arms and intercept his movements, never giving him the chance to properly get his revenge. He'd never admit it to anyone, but all Charlie wanted to do was hear his boyfriend squirm and giggle and it was starting to drive him up the wall.

One Sunday afternoon, they were studying on Nick's bedroom floor, music playing softly in the background. They lay on their stomachs alongside each other, hips and shoulders touching. Charlie had sunk so deep into quadratic equations that he was barely aware of his surroundings, until he felt the familiar sensation of fingers digging expertly, but gently, into his armpit. It took a few seconds for his brain to catch up and then he gasped and squirmed away.

“Nick!” he all but squawked. “You're such a menace.”

When he turned to look at him, Nick was scribbling on his own Geography paper, his face schooled into an unconvincing expression of concentration. Charlie scoffed.

“You're fooling literally no one at this point,” he said, rolling his eyes affectionately and tapping Nick gently on the forehead with his pen.

A smile spread slowly across Nick's face, and he suddenly grabbed for Charlie's hips with both hands and squeezed. This was one of his worst spots – which Nick knew, the arsehole – and Charlie immediately crumbled, attempting to curl into the foetal position on the floor while high-pitched squeals poured out of him.

“Stop it, stop it, stop it!” he cried, trying to wriggle away. Nick just chuckled and ignored him, spidering his fingers up his sides. “Ah fu – fuck, Nick, that tickles so m-much – please...” His arms were flailing wildly, trying to grab Nick's hands and slow his movements.

Nick grinned but paused for a second, clearly winding down so as not to completely overwhelm him, and Charlie saw his chance. He lunged for Nick's thigh but before he could get any leverage, Nick casually plonked his entire body across Charlie's on the floor, leaving him unable to move.

“Nah, I don't think so,” Nick said calmly.

“Oh, for god sake.”

They lay there for a few moments, Charlie catching his breath after the attack. Nick's pinning was clever in stopping him being able to move much, whilst carefully avoiding actually hurting him. Eventually, Nick lifted his weight off Charlie and they rolled onto their sides to face each other.

“You good?” Nick asked, giving him his trademark lopsided smile.

“Yeah,” Charlie said, returning the grin with ease. They just drank each other in for a few seconds. “But you always -” He started, but then faltered, embarrassed.

“Hmm?” Nick was suddenly frowning slightly, always able to read him like a bloody book. He reached for Charlie's hand, linking their fingers together.

“You don't -” Charlie blew out a breath, frustrated at his inability to form words. “You never let me tickle you back.”

“Oh!” Nick's face softened with understanding, and then he grinned. “I know.”

“But why?”

“It's just funny,” Nick shrugged. “And because you're cute when you're annoyed. And in general.”

Charlie would never get used to Nick's unabashed compliments. He felt his face heat up as a rush of warmth spread through his body. “Shut up.”

“And when you're flustered.” The lopsided smile of pure sunshine was back.

“Nick, stop it! It's not fair when I don't get to fluster you back.” Nick's grin just grew wider. “Are you even ticklish?” Charlie asked, his eyes roaming around the parts of Nick's body that he knew were his own worst spots. He leaned in to poke his stomach but as usual Nick was too quick for him, grabbing his wrist.

“Ah now, that would be telling,” Nick replied in a gentle tone.

Charlie groaned, and Nick laughed brightly. “Do you giggle? I bet you're a giggler.”

“Absolutely not.”

A thought occurred to Charlie, and he had a sudden flash of anxiety. “If you really hate being tickled then it's fine, I won't tickle you. I just thought -”

“Charlie,” Nick interrupted softly, running his thumb over Charlie's knuckles. “It's okay. I don't hate it. I just happen to be very very good at stopping you.”

“Well, I think it's mean of you to use Muscle 1 and Muscle 2 against me,” Charlie said sternly, poking each of them in turn with a finger.

Nick snorted. “Ah, but we both know that you like the arms.”

“Not in this context! Anyway, forget homework because this is my new assignment.”

Nick said nothing, just looked at him affectionately for a moment and then leaned across to kiss him. Charlie sank into it, but pulled back after a few moments to appraise him. “You scared?”

Nick pretended to mull it over. “Hmm... nope. But you should be.”

Charlie rolled his eyes, but then burst into surprised laughter a moment later as Nick dived for his knees.

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Charlie took this assignment very seriously – it was in his geeky nature, after all – and work began the very next day. He figured that the best tactic was to catch Nick off guard when he might not be able to react quickly enough to stop him. It was hardly the most well-thought-out plan but he didn't really have many other options.

His first attempt was first thing on Monday morning, in form room. Mr Lange was about to take the register and Nick was hastily completing his Geography homework that was (of course) due first thing.

“If only you'd finished this yesterday like a good student, instead of distracting us both with those magic fingers of yours,” Charlie whispered.

Nick just turned to him, raising an eyebrow at his inadvertent choice of words.

“Tickling fingers, I mean,” Charlie added, hastily and unnecessarily.

“I know,” Nick replied, entirely too innocently. “What else would you mean?”

Charlie gave him a look, but couldn't stop the grin that took over his face a moment later. Nick was winding him up, and it was on. When Nick turned back to his work, Charlie bit his lip in concentration, looking him up and down. The problem was that he didn't know where Nick's weak spots were, but the idea of finding out was more exciting than he'd care to admit.

Knees were normally a weak spot, right? And they were hidden under the desk where no one else could see what was going on. Probably a good place to start.

Charlie shuffled a bit closer to Nick on his chair – not unusual, so Nick didn't bat an eyelid, just continued writing. He reached out his left hand as surreptitiously as he could, shifting it under the desk towards Nick's right leg. Before he could overthink it and chicken out, Charlie reached for the fleshy part just above Nick's knee and squeezed.

He heard Nick's sharp intake of breath and felt his hand instantly shoot out and close around Charlie's hand.

“Excuse me!” Nick muttered, chuckling in surprise. “What do you think you're doing?”

“My new homework assignment,” Charlie answered, unable to keep the grin off his face. “Finding Nick's giggle.”

“Oh, I see how it is. Well, I'm pretty certain there was no giggle there, so good luck with that.”

“Well, that was just phase one. Plenty more to come.”

Nick just smirked. “Has anyone ever told you that you're weird?”

Charlie ignored him. “So, knees, seemingly ticklish – noted.”

Nick's expression changed then, to something that Charlie didn't like the look of. “Do you know who else has ticklish knees? My very weird boyfriend.” Before Charlie could blink, Nick's hand shot out to his knee and squeezed back, getting more leverage than Charlie had managed. The sudden and intense ticklish sensation shooting up Charlie's thigh produced a startled giggle in the mostly silent classroom that he couldn't stifle in time. He clapped a hand over his mouth, blushing.

“Charlie, Nick! Quiet down, please,” called Mr Lange.

When they caught each other's eye a second later, they both leant over their desks in silent laughter.

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The next day, they were studying in a quiet corner of the library during a free period, with their backs against the shelves and textbooks spread around them. Charlie had already finished his work but he was always happy to keep Nick company.

And if the opportunity arose, perhaps continue with his separate Nick-related assignment.

Twenty minutes in, Nick was on the final page of his history essay, with Charlie mostly watching him work, and chipping in with helpful information when he could. He started absent-mindedly trailing his finger along Nick's forearm, stroking back and forth. After a few minutes, Nick paused.

“You're being quite distracting, you know,” he smiled.

Charlie immediately withdrew, sheepishly. “Oh um, sorry.”

“No no, it's okay, it's, um – it's a nice type of distraction,” Nick said, flushing slightly. “You don't need to stop.”

Charlie looked at his feet, smiling shyly, and continued the soothing motions on Nick's arm. He felt Nick's relaxed exhale a moment later.

After a couple more minutes, Charlie was getting a little restless, and a slightly dangerous thought entered his mind. He looked down at Nick's side, perfectly exposed as his arms were raised to write in his book which was balanced on his bent knees.

He couldn't, could he?

Charlie took a look around – there was no one within sight, but the library wasn't empty. It was as quiet as you'd expect from such an environment. He slowly shifted his hand that was caressing Nick's arm, and casually moved it down to trail his fingers lightly over Nick's side instead. Nick immediately jerked away in surprise, but still no giggle – dammit.

Nick turned to look at him. “Don't you dare,” he said warningly, but Charlie could easily spot the amused glint in his eye.

“Don't what?” Charlie asked innocently. “Finish your homework.”

And surprisingly, Nick did. Bless his trusting soul. However, it was as he was writing the very last paragraph that Charlie just couldn't resist a second attempt. This time, he was determined to produce some sort of audible reaction from him. He knew he'd have to be quick because Nick would surely be expecting it at this point, and the rugby player had lightning-quick reactions. So Charlie waited until Nick was deep in concentration, scribbling away, before he reached for his side again and dug his fingers into the flesh more firmly. Nick didn't manage to move away quite as quickly this time and Charlie got a few good squeezes in - Nick's gasp and slight yelp were music to his ears.

“Oh I'm sorry, what was that?” Charlie asked, far too pleased with himself.

“You're ridiculous,” Nick retorted, but he was grinning widely. He'd only shifted to the left slightly, hadn't blocked Charlie's hand as he usually would, so Charlie decided to try his luck and moved up a little higher, feathering fingers over his ribs through his shirt. Nick's nose scrunched up adorably and a second later he was actually laughing – admittedly quietly, and it wasn't quite the uncontrollable giggle he was aiming for, but Charlie's heart still clenched at the adorableness of it as he watched Nick's eyes clench shut and felt him squirm against the sensations. He also noted that Nick could easily get away if he really wanted to, but he hadn't moved. Definitely not torture, then.

A few moments later, just as Charlie became bolder and travelled towards his armpit, Nick's hand finally came down to block him. “Ch – Charlie,” he managed around a soft gasp. “Stop.”

“Sorry, I didn't quite catch that?”

Nick rolled his eyes, breathing slightly heavily. “God, that was intense – I had to stop you before I really started cackling. We're in a library, you maniac.”

Charlie pouted dramatically. “But I wanted to hear you giggle.”

“Tough,” Nick replied, smiling. “Also, why do you keep doing this in places where we need to be quiet?”

“It's more fun that way.”

“I'm not sure if I like this new, rebellious Charlie.” The lingering kiss Nick gave him a second later was a pretty strong argument to the contrary.

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After his recent success, Charlie abandoned his mission for a few days. The plan was to lull Nick into a false sense of security, but based on the way he put up almost no resistance in the library, Charlie probably didn't have much to worry about. The memory gave him a little thrill whenever he thought about it. However, he still hadn't fully scratched that itch and he was nothing if not determined.

On Friday night, Nick was round at Charlie's house and they were sitting on the edge of his bed, mostly making out and occasionally playing Mario Kart. Charlie won every time, of course. After his third loss, Nick was so worked up that he thwacked Charlie in the face with a pillow and Charlie couldn't stop cackling.

“I'm really never gonna let you win, you know,” Charlie said firmly, after he'd calmed down.

Nick sighed. “Yeah, I know.” He flopped backwards onto the bed dramatically. “Maybe we need to find a game I'm good at.”

“Sorry, not sorry.” He looked at Nick out of the corner of his eye. “I feel like you need some stress relief.”

Nick raised his head from his lying position. “Are you going to give me a massage?” he asked, all hopeful puppy dog eyes.

Charlie giggled, shaking his head. “Maybe later. I've got a better idea.” He deftly climbed onto the bed and sat himself on Nick's calves, facing him. “A cliche once told me that laughter is the best medicine, so I think we should test that theory.”

Nick just frowned as he watched him. “Charlie...”

“Are you seeing where I'm going with this?” Charlie asked, smirking at Nick's adorably confused expression.

“I'm not sure, but it definitely doesn't seem like I'm about to get a massage.”

A thought struck Charlie. “Okay, fine, I'll give you a massage. How about a... foot massage?”

Nick's eyes widened. “Um, no, I'm – I'm good actually.”

Bingo. “Oh really? Why's that, then?”

“Um...” Nick sat up slightly and tried to move his legs, but they barely budged with Charlie's full body weight on top of them. His fate seemed to fully dawn on him then and he flopped backwards, hands covering his face and a nervous laugh bubbling out of him. “Shit.”

“So first thing's first – socks. You won't be needing those.” Charlie reached behind him and, with some skill considering he couldn't see what he was doing, slowly peeled off Nick's socks one at a time. Even just these simple movements caused Nick's feet to twitch slightly, and Charlie bit back a smile. He'd surely hit the jackpot here.

“Would you mind telling me what you're doing?” Nick asked, clearly attempting to give him the stink eye through the gaps in the hands covering his face.

Charlie thought about it. “Homework,” he said simply, before reaching back to run a single finger gently along the arch of Nick's bare foot. The reaction was immediate and delicious – the scrunching of the toes, the panicked gasp of “Charlie!”. Charlie chuckled and brought his hand back in front of him.

“This is so unfair,” Nick whined, trying again to shift his feet but with absolutely no success.

“Consider it payback for the many times you've reduced me to a squealing mess.” He leaned closer, to whisper in Nick's ear. “You're about to get wrecked, Nelson.”

“I – no – come on, please -”

“Begging already, are we?”

“Will it make you stop?”

“Definitely not. We have to find that giggle.” He paused, struck with a sudden thought. “Oh and by the way, your safeword is bubblegum.”

“I – okay – but Charlie -” Nick screwed his eyes shut. The anticipatory giggles were already starting to sneak their way out of him, and Charlie's heart melted at the sound. He leaned forward again to press a kiss to the tip of Nick's nose.

“You're so fucking cute – I haven't even started yet,” Charlie smiled.

“Yeah, but -” Nick ran his fingers through his hair anxiously. “My feet are so ticklish, I might actually die.”

“Well, the ticklish truth is finally coming out. Also, you definitely won't die. Now stop distracting me.” He reached behind him again with his right hand, hovering close to Nick's foot for a few moments for dramatic effect. Nick groaned loudly as the seconds passed.

“Such a tease...” he muttered.

When Charlie could hold back no longer, he went straight for Nick's arch with purpose, scribbling his fingers vigorously over the soft skin. To his delight, Nick fell to pieces instantly, emitting a high-pitched squeal that Charlie had definitely never heard him make before. It was immediately followed by chuckles which quickly turned into desperate, breathy giggles as Charlie moved up to scratch at the back of his toes.

“No no no no no, Charlie ple - hease -” Nick spat out through giggles, his face scrunched up in a beautiful combination of euphoria and torture. His hands gripped the pillow behind his head. Charlie didn't let up, focusing in on the base of his big toe that was evidently incredibly ticklish based on the strangled cry he let out, and in a moment of pure evil, Charlie reached behind him with his other hand and attacked both big toes at once, producing a new bout of uncontrollable laughter. He didn't turn around as he didn't want to miss a second of Nick's helpless reactions.

“Yep, this is how I d-die,” Nick managed to get out, writhing from side to side in ticklish desperation.

“How does it feel, Nick? Do you promise never to tickle me again?” Charlie knew he didn't actually want this, but he also knew Nick would never agree to it either.

“I can never p-promise that – oh god, stohohop -” Charlie had moved back down to the arches of his feet in just the right spot, and Nick's hips bucked as the giggles poured out in a constant stream. Charlie wished he could bottle the sound. He focused on the killer spots of Nick's feet for a solid few minutes, often giggling along with him as he worked his magic, but listening carefully for any utterances of the safe word. It was only when Nick's laughter turned completely silent that he let up. He pulled his hands back to his front but stayed perched on Nick's legs, watching him recover fondly.

“I hate you,” Nick said weakly, a few moments later. “I also love you, but I hate you. Just so you know.”

Charlie just grinned and leaned forward to lie gently on top of him, resting his chin on Nick's chest. “I love you too,” he said, suddenly feeling bashful and overwhelmed with affection. “I can't really deal with how cute you are.”

Nick just rolled his eyes and smiled at him. “Do you know who else is cute? My very ticklish boyfriend.” And Charlie should have predicted what would happen next as Nick's hands reached greedily for his sides.

He wasn't really complaining.

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SCREAMING CRYINF THROWINF UP

[sleepy--anon]

Day 7: Fidget

Reserved by @awkwardtickleetoo

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Reserve a day for tickletober

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One thing about Charlie is that he fidgeted, a lot. He fidgeted for many different reasons, Nick didn't always know the reason at first but sometimes he could figure it out. Charlie had been twiddling with the knee of Nick's jeans, it took a few minutes but Nick eventually picked it up, Charlie was overstimulated. Too many people he didn't know well, too loud music, disgustingly spiked eggnog, it was too much. Nick quickly excused the two, taking his hand and taking them to his room.

"You ok? I noticed you were getting a little overstimulated." Nick asked softly, sitting next to him on the bed, gently bumping their shoulders together.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just, a lot, all at once." Charlie rested his head on Nick's shoulder, relaxing entirely now that everything was calm.

"I can drive you home if you want." Charlie shook his head, shuffling closer, like he wanted to become one with him.

"Just need a minute..." Charlie just took a minute to breathe, humming approvingly as Nick rubbed circles on his back and pressed little feather light kisses along his forehead. Charlie twitched slightly when Nick's finger brushed over his ribs, feeling his smirk against his head.

"You're gonna do it aren't you?" Nick hummed sarcastically.

"I don't know what you’re talking about~" Nick trailed his fingers over his side and ribs in the same way he was with his back.

"Nihihick cohome ohohon..."

"No whining, you know you need this." Nick hummed into his hair, keeping his touch light as to not overwhelm him. Feeling him melt into a puddle of giggles and twitches

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The teasing in this- oh my gosh I would cease to exist. Charlie’s a trooper 🦋🦋🦋

Prompt #33 for N & C ler/lee please

A/N: hi anon! ty for the prompt :) hope you enjoy!

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Prompt #33: "Oh? You want me to tickle you that badly?"

Missing You Making Me Laugh

Two weeks away from each other was enough.

Charlie had known Nick was going on holiday with his family well in advance. Nick had told him about his family's tradition of traveling to Menorca every year to get together with the rest of his extended family, and how one day he wanted to take Charlie with him. Even a few hours apart from one another at school was agonizing for the both of them in general, so two weeks in different countries was absolute hell.

Luckily, Nick had kept his promise of calling Charlie every night to talk to him, checking in on his mental health back home and updating him about his cousins' antics around the vacation house. He'd send him pictures of the dogs together, him and other relatives, and so on, but Charlie still felt lonely without the older boy next to him.

He wasn't afraid to let his boyfriend know how he felt when he'd call, and every time Nick would answer with, "I know, I miss you too. It's only a few more days and I'll be back." Then he'd give him that classic, charming Nick Nelson smile that always stole Charlie's heart.

It wasn't just Nick's company Charlie was missing. It was something else. Something that made Charlie blush whenever he thought about it, giddiness and nerves overtaking him on the inside.

Charlie was known by his friends to be extremely ticklish. He, Tao, Elle, and Isaac had had their fair share of tickle fights and ambushes, and for as long as he could remember, Charlie very nearly was always being ganged up on. He couldn't help it, of course. He'd always been a walking tickle spot since he was little, Tori taking advantage of it as her duty of being the older sibling. It was something he'd tried and obviously had failed at hiding from Nick once they began dating, more out of embarrassment than anything.

When Nick had figured out Charlie's ticklishness, he'd gushed about how adorable he found it and that it just added to one of the things he loved best about him.

Charlie had been extremely embarrassed at first, but slowly became comfortable with the fact that Nick wasn't weirded out by him. In fact, Nick tickled him at almost every chance he got, almost anywhere they were. It made Charlie feel overjoyed by the fact that someone wasn't afraid to be physically affectionate with him, even if it meant being at the receiving end of it all.

But now, Charlie almost felt starved by this absence. He didn't have Nick whispering teases into his ear as he held him close against his chest. He didn't have him chasing him around his house and cornering him before tickling him into hysterics. He missed Nick's goofy self whenever he got into his moods, and he wanted it more than anything. And he needed that now.

He was currently sitting at his desk in his bedroom, on one of his daily calls with his boyfriend. The sun was setting through the window, and Charlie knew he didn't have much time until he needed to get ready to head off to bed. He could hear Nick talking about his afternoon, helping to babysit the younger of his cousins, but he wasn't truly listening. His thoughts kept going to that one specific thing he had on his mind all day.

"Charlie?" On the screen, Nick's face was filled with concern, his head tilted slightly. "What's wrong? You look all flushed."

Charlie cleared his throat, "I-I'm fine." Then as an afterthought, "Sorry."

"No," Nick shook his head, his eyes narrowing. "No S-words from you, sir. I thought we banned that word for good."

Charlie bit his lip, his heart racing in his chest. "Oh yeah, I forgot. Sorry."

Nick wasn't oblivious. He could see the beginning of that cheeky smirk even through the screen of his phone.

"Charles Francis Spring," He said slowly, causing Charlie to shiver in his chair, "Are you purposely trying to rile me up right now?"

Charlie felt like his whole being was on fire from how hard he was blushing. Even through the phone screen he couldn't look Nick in the eye.

"Talk to me. What are you thinking in that pretty little head of yours?"

"I-I-" the younger swallowed, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He knew Nick had caught on to what he wanted. Of course he had. Nick could read Charlie like an open book. It felt like he was right there in his bedroom with him.

"Is there something you want from me?" Nick couldn't help his own smirk from appearing on his face, raising an eyebrow at his boyfriend teasingly.

"Stooop," Charlie whined, covering his face with his hands, a nervous giggle escaping his lips.

"I'm just asking a question!" Nick laughed, and Charlie shook his head, still hiding his face. After a moment of silence, Nick leaned in a little. "Charlieee..."

"Do I have to say it?" Charlie asked, finally peaking through his fingers at his boyfriend and trying not to combust.

"I'd love to hear it."

They kept their eyes locked with one another, both of them grinning like idiots. Finally, Charlie let out a long sigh, looking down at his hands.

"I- I want you to..." His voice was barely audible, and Nick chuckled as he trailed off. "What? I'm sorry, you want me to...?"

"You know what." Charlie said playfully exasperated, and Nick crossed his arms over his chest, remaining silent.

Charlie's leg was bouncing under his desk, and he let out another sigh, squirming in his seat. "Iwantyoutotickleme."

"Again?"

He rolled his eyes. "I want you to... tickle me."

"And it finally comes out." Nick leaned back again in his chair, looking at his boyfriend smugly.

"Shut up."

"Oh? You want me to tickle you that badly? You miss me teasing you and playing with you? You miss me making you laugh so hard you can barely breathe? You miss me making you all flustered to the point you can't speak in complete sentences?"

"Shut up!" Charlie squealed, closing his eyes as nervous giggles began pouring out of his mouth. He could almost feel the sensation of Nick poking at him playfully, and it was driving him nuts.

"Oh Char, just you wait until I get back. Because I miss it too. I've nearly gone insane without hearing your adorable laughter. I miss seeing you squirm underneath me. So as soon as I get home, you better be ready. We'll have to make sure my mum isn't home. She'll think I'm murdering you."

"Nicholas, I will hang up on you." Charlie threatened, though by the tone of his voice, Nick knew he wasn't serious. However, he decided to egg him on once more. "Go ahead. That'll just seal your fate even more."

"Ugh, stop!" Charlie grabbed his phone, both boys laughing at this point. "You're impossible!"

"Okay, okay." Nick raised his hands, finally relenting. "You're just too cute to not tease you."

Charlie scoffed, moving to his bed and falling onto his back, his phone raised above him. "You're a menace, you know that?"

"Oh, I know." Nick winked, and Charlie felt his heart flutter in his chest. "Anyways, I have to get going. My family's going to be eating dinner soon. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Okay." Charlie felt slightly disappointed. He always hated hanging up with Nick at the end of a call.

Nick must've sensed his change of moods, and his expression softened. "Only a few more days, mon amour." He whispered, and Charlie nodded.

"Only a few more days."

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LOOOOK we got the TINIEST tk scene in the first scene of heartstopper that netflix released (watch the bottom right corner 🥺)

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Didn't mean to stay up so late drawing this but fuck, I've been playing Fallout 4 again, all day everyday, and of course I've been thinking bout all my favs getting wrecked! I was planning on drawing some Nick tickles for a while, and then, in a discord group I'm in, a friend said they wanted to draw robo tickles, too! Made me want to draw Lee!Nick even more~! Also, meet my boy, Hawke! He's obviously my Sole Survivor in my Fallout 4 playthrough.

There's gonna be Fallout Far Harbor spoilers under the cut, so keep that in mind.

So, when we meet DiMA in Arcadia, we learn about his and Nick's past. How Nick can't remember anything because of his old processors. DiMA got around this by programming and installing his own sort of memory card for himself. That got me thinking that if he was able to upgrade his body, what else could he make? Of course, my mind went for tickles! Gem 3 synths already have nervous systems cause they have flesh and organs and shit, but the other synths are all metal and circuitry. So how do these older synths like DiMA and Nick get to experience this innately human thing? Well, DiMA creates a fake nervous system! He, of course, tries it on himself first, and it was an immediate success. Soon, he could physically feel everything a human could. When he meets Nick again and they build a better relationship, he offers to install the program in Nick, and he accepts. My boy Hawke here offers to test the system out for Nick, and of course, he tickles him silly! It was a success, much to Nick's dismay, for the poor synth got a highly sensitive nervous system, one that is incredibly ticklish~! Even his insides are ticklish!!! Hawke never lets him live it down.

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

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Midnight Cuddles

Lee: Nick

Ler: Charlie

Summary:

Charlie seems to be troubled with stuff going on at home, so why not walk up to Nick's late at night in the pouring rain?

Warning: | Tickling |

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Hand drawn

"Hey!"

Was what Nick had heard loud and clear as he opened the door to see a happy, and soaked, Charlie Spring outside his home.

"Woah, hey! What brings you out here, it's raining. Get inside!" Nick panicked, grabbing his lover by the shoulder to pull him inside, then closed the door.

Nick hurried to grab a towel and freshly new clothing for Charlie to wear since he assumed that the ones he was currently wearing were uncomfortable.

As a quick thank you was heard, Charlie went to the bathroom to go change and dry up. Nick was left on the couch, who was a bit stunned to see his boyfriend that night. I mean, it was midnight, and his mom was fast asleep, so it was to be understood that he wasn't expecting any visitors.

"Okay, I'm all dressed now! C'mere you!" Charlie said, hopping over to Nick to give him a cuddly hug and warm gentle kiss.

"Ohohokay now, thank you for the surprise.. But what brings you over here, Char?" Nick asked concerningly. It's not often that Charlie would sneak out of the house just to see Nick at such an hour like tonight. Usually when this happens, it's either because of his thoughts, or his mom..

"Uhm.. Let's not worry about that! Let's cuddle~" Charlie then wrapped his arms around Nick's waist, pulling them close while Charlie stuffed his face into Nick's neck, causing the older to stiffle a few giggles because of the breathy tickles.

"Chahahar! Wahahait- yohou're tihickling mehe!" Nick said, scrunching up his nose as he brought his shoulders up to try and block out the sensation, which was obviously failing.

"Oh, am I now?" Charlie said, who didn't retreat from his accidental attack on his lovers neck. He actually added to the tickly attack by going in with his hands to squeeze at Nick's sides, causing the poor boy to yelp out in surprise.

As chuckles were spewing out of Nick, he used one of his hands to cover up his mouth to reduce the sound of his laughter as to not wake his mother. She didn't know that Charlie was over afterall.

"C-Chahahar! Plehease, myhy mohohom is sleheheping!" Nick struggled to say, as he pushed on charlie's shoulder to try and push him off; failing yet again.

Though Charlie wanted to hear Nick's lovely honey sweet laughter, he knew not to wake a sleeping mother, so he eventually came to a stop, only burring his face into Nick's neck once again, only to cause a few quiet giggles here and there. Nick didn't mind at least.

"Nohow.. Can you tehell me why you came here, chahar?" Nick tried to say in a soothing voice, but was interrupted by his own giggles.

"Well.. It's my sister." Charlie said, hesitantly.

What Nick heard shocked him. Usually it would be his mom, or his thoughts, but never was it his own sister that made him walk all this way to his house in the cold pouring rain!

"What? How come your sister was the reason for your walk here?" Nick asked, concerningly now. He lightly rubbed his hand on Charlie's back to give him comfort.

"Well.. I mean?.. I don't think I want to talk about it right now.." Charlie said, almost apologetically in a way. Yes, it seems as though he ONLY walks to Nick's at night when something bad happens, but it's been MONTHS since he's done this. All the other times that were weekly, was just because he missed him and wanted to spend time with him.

"Well.. Why don't we put on a movie, get some snacks, and we'll talk about it in the morning, yeah? We don't have to talk about it at this moment, Char." Nick reassured, giving him a kiss on the head before getting up.

"Yeah.. I'd like that!" Charlie said with a smile.

And so they went to get snacks, and to put on a movie until Charlie and Nick eventually went to bed on the couch. Hopefully.. Nick's mom doesn't mind the unexpected company when she wakes up.

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WHAT THE HECK??!! YOU’RE SO SWEET OH MY GOSH!! 💖💖💖💖 Thank you so much!! UGH YOU GUYS ARE SO AMAZING I CAN’T!! 😭💖💖

Stress Relief {Nick and Charlie}

A/N: AHHH this is a bit late i had to totally speedrun but happy happy birthday to @veryblushyswitch ! i know you like heartstopper so i decided to write a little something just for you! I hope you had a lovely birthday! congrats on reaching adulthood, ur awesome!!! :D

Summary: Nick and Charlie are hanging out while Nick goes down the internet rabbit hole.

Word Count: 1.2k (under the cut)

In Charlie’s room, Nick sat on the bed with his arm wrapped around his boyfriend’s shoulders. They were cuddled under a blanket, Nick scrolling on his phone while Charlie read a book. They had been out and about earlier that day with the rest of their friends, and both were pretty tired from the activity. Now they were just enjoying each other's company, both doing their own thing to replenish their social battery.

Charlie had half his face under the collar of his hoodie, tucked just under his nose while he flipped through his book. Nick was down an internet rabbit hole, finding random articles and occasionally announcing their contents to Charlie, who would hum in response.

“Hmm… did you know that giraffes have purple tongues?”

Charlie chuckled. “Yeah, everyone knows that.”

“Did you know it’s because they eat so many snozberries?”

Charlie raised an eyebrow in surprise, setting his book down for a moment. “Snozberries are real? I wouldn't think they'd be in that kind of climate.”

Nick snorted, showing Charlie the article. It was just a fun fact page on giraffes, and nowhere did it mention snozberries. Charlie grumbled playfully, shoving Nick lightly as they laughed.

Charlie peered over at the other animal articles that Nick pulled up, pointing out random fun things he knew about the animals before Nick could find them in the article. “Bears don’t really hibernate, did they mention that?”

“Yeah, that’s interesting. So we’ve been lied to our entire lives?”

Charlie nodded, going back to his book. “Mhm. We learn more from the internet than school at this point.”

Nick chuckled, going through a few more animal articles. He eventually grew bored of animals and decided instead to look into a different genre.

“Charlie, give me a random topic. The animals are cute, but I can only handle so many fun facts.”

Charlie contemplated for a moment. “Psychology.”

“That’s too smart for me,” Nick whined, but Charlie only curled up closer and shook his head.

“You’ll be learning, then. Look up something on stress relief… You’re getting wrinkles from stress.”

“I am not!”

Charlie laughed, leaning into Nick as he searched for some stress relief solutions. He pressed a quick kiss to Charlie’s head before clicking on one of the first articles, quickly scrolling through.

“Something called a dopamine detox is one of the solutions, but there’s also exercise, meditation… cuddling!”

He gave Charlie a big squeeze, making Charlie whine and giggle as he set his book down again, turning to face Nick’s phone.

“Human interaction seems to be a big one. Arts and crafts, laughter, spending time on a hobby…” Charlie read while Nick scrolled.

Nick scrolled back up to the laughter bit, reading it more in-depth. “You’re not stressed, are you, Char?”

Charlie laughed. “I’m perpetually stressed, you know this!”

Nick frowned, setting his phone down. “Hey, we didn’t finish the article, Nick!”

“Why don’t we try some of those stress relief methods? That way we can make you a little less perpetually stressed.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow. “We’re already cuddling. Wasn’t that one?”

“Y'know what another one was?” Nick grinned, pulling Charlie closer. Charlie flushed, averting his eyes nervously as he let Nick pull him closer.

“I don’t suppose kissing was one?”

“Nope, it wasn’t,” Nick lightly squeezed Charlie’s hip, making him squeak in surprise. “But laughter was!”

Charlie barely had any time to react before Nick began to scribble at his sides. Charlie squealed before breaking into laughter, kicking his legs under the blanket as he tried to push Nick away. Nick laughed with him, watching Charlie’s face as his cheeks bloomed pink.

“Nick–! Wahahait, not tihihickles! Hehehe!!” Charlie giggled. He was failing at pushing Nick away and escaping the tickles, so he opted instead for curling up against Nick, trying to protect himself as best as he could with his hands as he swatted at Nick.

“This is stress relief, Char! Now neither of us will have wrinkles!”

“I didn’t hahahahave any!! Thahat wahahas just yohohou!!” Charlie protested. Nick gasped in offense but the grin on his face showed that he was just messing about. In retaliation, Nick slipped his hands under Charlie’s sweater.

Charlie threw his head back and shrieked at the sudden contact of Nick’s wiggling fingers on his tummy. He tried to curl up, but Nick had moved in to plant kisses all over Charlie’s neck, only escalating his giggles. “This is nohohohot strehehess relief!!”

“Are you suuure? They did say laughter was a good method, and you seem quite giggly, Mr. Spring!”

“Yohohou’re tickling mehehe! Whahahahat did you expehehect?!”

Nick laughed, pinching at Charlie’s lower tummy. He finally began to slow his tickles, now tracing small circles around Charlie’s navel. Charlie still bubbled with giggles, like small hiccups as Nick hummed. Charlie’s tummy twitched, but he otherwise made no effort to push Nick away, covering his face instead.

“C’mon, Char, you need to let me see your face!”

“Nohohoho,” Charlie giggled softly, twisting slightly to the side as Nick began to scribble his fingers a bit again. Charlie put his arms over his face, covering his eyes as Nick grinned.

“What is it, Char? Do you want me to keep going?”

Charlie only giggled in response, making Nick’s heart thump. He sneakily rolled up Charlie’s sweater a tad, making Charlie peek through his arms to glance at Nick. “Nick?”

Charlie shrieked when Nick blew a raspberry by his hip, his arms flailing as he tried to push Nick away and cover his tummy with his sweater. “WAHaha! Nick, not thahahat!!”

Nick wouldn’t budge as he continued to blow raspberries all over Charlie’s tummy, his own cheeks getting red as he went. Charlie accidentally shoved his sweater over Nick’s head in his attempt to get him away, making Nick laugh. He looked up for a moment but was still under the sweater, making Charlie snort with laughter.

“Yohohou look so fuhuhunny!” Charlie laughed. Nick chuckled, making a face that Charlie couldn’t see.

“I can’t find my way out now! All I see is a tummy that looks suspiciously ticklish!”

“Dohohon’t–! NAHAHa!! Nick!!” Charlie shrieked when Nick blew even more raspberries, pinching at his sides as Charlie wheezed. He whined and tried to push Nick out of his sweater, but the raspberries were so tickly that Charlie could barely do that.

Nick eventually popped out, his cheeks bright red as he wheezed. “I need bigger lungs so I can do that more often!”

“Nohoho you do not!” Charlie exclaimed, sighing with relief when Nick curled up next to him again, his hands holding Charlie rather than tickling him. “I cahan still feel it.”

“The stress?” Nick asked with a grin, raising his hand and wiggling his fingers.

Charlie quickly shook his head. “No! The tickles! I can still feel the tickles!”

Nick laughed, pulling Charlie in for a big hug as they giggled together. “So no more stress then? Seems like a good method to me!”

Charlie huffed in mock annoyance as Nick held him close. “I suppose it was. Say, Nick, are you feeling stressed at all?”

Nick shook his head as fast as he could, but he was already thrown into a fit of laughter as Charlie tried out this new stress relief method himself.

[heartfelttickles]

Ticklish Terrors

Note: This is my first ‘long’ fic so I’m aware it’s not amazing haha but I do hope you like it! If there’s anything that can be improved then feel free to let me know, bc I am by no means an expert haha… hope you all have the best day :)

Fandom: Heartstopper

Characters: Nick and Charlie

Words: 1500

Story: Nick and Charlie are watching a movie when Charlie discovers a secret about Nick.

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It was a cozy, Halloween afternoon at Nick's house. The air was filled with the warmth of a crackling fireplace and the sweet scent of freshly baked pumpkin pie, courtesy of Charlie. Nick and Charlie, sat on the living room couch, enjoying each other's company and intently watching the latest horror movie – Nick gripping Charlie’s hand every time a jump scare happened.

“Oh my gosh, who knew rugby lad Nick Nelson was scared of horror movies?” Charlie jokingly remarked when his boyfriend squeezed his hand for what felt like the hundredth time.

“Hey..” he lowered his voice, still playful, whilst poking Charlie’s side, earning a yelp and a slight giggle “that was uncalled for, there’s no need for this many scares- why couldn’t you let me watch a Marvel movie or something where I don’t feel on edge for 2 hours?’ A slight tinge of red growing on his face.

‘You know I hate Marvel movies and this is just a bit of fun, it’s Halloween of course we have to watch a horror film - it’s an unspoken law.’ Charlie justified his movie choice. Nick simply flinched again when another haunting note was played on the organ.

Nellie, afraid of the loud noises, curled up beside them. “This is just cruel, you’re scaring Nellie now, how dare you terrify my dog’ Nick looked down at Charlie with a cheeky grin as Charlie sassily rolled his eyes.

Nick absentmindedly scratched Nellie behind the ears, and she wagged her tail in bliss. The ‘rugby lad’ shifted his focus back to the movie when Nellie leaned towards his side, her nose sniffing around, in an attempt to find the comfiest place to rest her head. Feeling her nose poking around over his side caused Nick to squirm slightly - his hand flew up to cover his mouth but even that couldn’t stop the muffled giggles from tumbling out of him.

Charlie, never one to miss an opportunity for a good laugh, was quick to notice Nick's amusement. He turned to his boyfriend with a mischievous grin and an eyebrow raised – noticing his lover’s shoulders bouncing up and down with uncontrollable giggles.

"What's got you laughing, Nick?" Charlie asked, his curiosity piqued.

Still chuckling, Nick replied, "I dohont knohow what it ihis, but Nehehellie ihihis snihihiffing mehe. Ihit feheheels so weheheird.’

Charlie's eyes twinkled mischievously as an idea sparked in his mind. Scooting closer to Nick, he playfully wiggled his fingers in the air- Nick’s giggling subtly increasing, which unfortunately for him, Charlie noticed.

"Oh, so you think tickling is funny, huh? Because you’re already giggling more with just my fingers giving near you. I think I’m going to have to test my hypothesis that teasing makes you even more ticklish than usual!" Charlie declared, before pouncing on Nick gently, tickling his sides mercilessly.

Nick immediately burst out into hysterical laughter, squirming and trying to escape Charlie's ticklish assault. His joyful laughter filled the room, echoing off the walls, blending with the crackle of the fire.

‘Aww Nick, does this tickle? Are your sides ticklish?’ He taunted - fingers increasing their speed and exploring every inch of his sides – relishing in the increasing cackles he elicited from his boyfriend. ‘Wow. You’re reacting like this just on your sides when I know you’re more ticklish elsewhere. I wonder what will happen if I just happen to….I don’t know…. Go here?’ Charlie’s devilish fingers spidered into the hollows of Nick’s armpits, drawing out a squeal from the burly lad as he clamped his arms down, thus trapping the notoriously nimble fingers in one of his worst tickle spots.

‘Chahahar stohohop teheasing…. I cahahant…’ is all the older boy could get out as he attempted to thrash himself away from tickles.

‘Aw you’re so adorable like this you know…. But you do realise my hands are trapped here? I would like to have my hands back if that’s okay with you? So be a good boyfriend and lift your arms up for me?’

‘I chahahant – I knohohhow thahaht trihihick’ Nick giggled out, cheeks turning a flushed shade of red.

Charlie simply sighed theatrically. ‘Okay have it your way, I can do this all day, I’ll just stay in your ticklish armpits for eternity.’

After many, many, many attempts, Nick finally mustered the ability to lift his arms enough to release Charlie’s fingers. Charlie finally relented, allowing Nick to catch his breath, but remained on him. Unbeknownst to them, Nicks mom had witnessed the latter of the attack – a grin on her face hearing Nick’s laugh.

‘It’s been a while since I heard you laugh like that Nicky, darling’ she finally broke the silence.

Almost in synchronisation, Charlie’s head whipped around, and Nick’s head popped out from the side of Charlie – juxtaposing expressions of both embarrassment and their residual smiles.

‘Don’t forget Charlie, his inner thighs are his worst spot…’

‘Oh really’ Charlie, grinning back at her before she left, whipped his head back to face his boyfriend and was able to secure himself on Nick’s waist, hands evilly hovering near his thighs, ready to test out this newfound information.

‘Mom you’re such a traitor… Char – Chahar wahahait.’ Nick’s hands shot out trying to push Charlie’s hands away from his thighs, not being able to stop the anticipatory giggles that tumbled out.

‘enjoy the rest of the night darlings.’ She exited the room swiftly - cup of tea in hand, wide smile of joy plastered on her face.

‘I’m dyyying to see this now’ Charlie playfully exclaimed, locking eyes with Nick’s who attempted his classic golden retriever puppy eyes. Any other scenario, Charlie would have caved immediately… not today.

One squeeze was all it took.

‘CHAR- NOHOHO’ An onlooker would have thought he’d been struck by lightning with the intensity of his reaction from one squeeze.

‘Oh…..my….gosh….. you really are adorably ticklish, have I told you?’ Charlie teased, slightly shocked at how ticklish his boyfriend actually was. Without giving Nick a chance to answer he used both hands to squeeze the tenderly, ticklish inner thighs.

‘AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH CHAHAHAHHAHAAR………. NOHOHOHOHO’ Nick positively screamed, head thrown back, back arched, legs violently kicking and thrashing from side to side to escape the ticklish torment from his lover.

‘Aw nick, tickle tickle tickle’ Charlie cooed. Another squeal escaped Nick.

‘The teases definitely make you more ticklish…. Somehow that’s possible… does this tickle sweetheart? Tickle…. Tickle… tickle….’ Charlie enunciated every ‘tickle’ that he spoke with alternating squeezes on his thighs, tears of laughter forming in Nick’s eyes.

He finally let up once Nick’s laughter turned silent. Red faced and breathless yet still giggling with a wide smile on his face – still looking at his tickler boyfriend with the adoration he’s had for him since their first meeting.

Charlie sat next to nick once again, rather proud of his playful victory of proving his hypothesis right.

‘I think you’re the most ticklish person I’ve ever met Nicholas Nelson’ a mischievous glint in his eye as he teased his red-faced boyfriend.

‘You sure about that?’ Nick questioned, his playful energy surging back to him. ‘So it seems tickling is the weapon of choice today then, huh?’ He paused, waiting for Charlie's response.

Charlie's expression shifted, realising he had fallen into a classic trap. "Oh no, what have I done?" he exclaimed dramatically, pretending to gasp.

Without giving Charlie any time to react, Nick lunged forward, expertly targeting Charlie's ticklish spots. His nimble fingers danced across Charlie's ribs, and Charlie erupted into laughter squirming and wriggling, gradually slipping further and further down the couch.

‘NIHIHICK STOHOHOP’ Charlie cackled.

The room filled with the joyful sounds of their laughter, mingling with Nellie's barks of excitement as she joined in the fun. Nick couldn't help but laugh along with Charlie, feeling their bond grow even stronger with every ticklish retaliation.

‘Come on Nellie, you tickled me, now it’s time to help tickle Charlie’ Nick playfully exclaimed to the cheery dog, who simply licked Charlie’s face and settled beside him.

After another few minutes, Nick finally stopped tickling Charlie, both boys left breathless and feeling an indescribable joy radiating between them. They sat back on the couch, leaning against each other, recovering from the tickle-induced euphoria.

‘ I think we've had enough tickles for one day, we still have a movie to watch’ Charlie said, grinning widely.

Both lads locked eyes on the TV only to find the credits rolling in the movie – much to Nick’s delight. Unable to control his smugness of not having to watch the horror movie, Nick glanced at Charlie. Almost telepathically, their hands attracted each other into a tight hold – maintaining their eye contact of admiration and affection - when they both softly uttered the words ‘I love you’ followed by the most endearing of smiles from both lads. A passionate kiss sealed their phrase, followed by Nick’s choice of romantic movie.

As they sat there watching the new movie, the room enveloped in a cozy silence, Nick and Charlie relished in the warmth of their relationship. Laughing together, sharing playful moments, and creating memories like these reminded them that this is the love they both deserve.

[kiri-mikua]

OMG OMG OMG, Imagine like- Phoenix Write is just absolutely oblivious that his tickling Edgeworth, like- his just rubbing his thigh to reassure him or something and Edgeworth is trying to look menacing, but his just a twitching, giggling mess

OMG THATS SO CUTE ANON WHAT okok how bout feenie does KNOW or rather he finds out on the spot (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

and after that day he wouldn't stoppestering him ;u;