#ler bang chan

[hearted-anon]

6 Days until Sana’s birthday! Titled: How to train your Changbin

Words: 1251

For: @itzsana-kiddingmenow

Note: yay

T/w: Rough

Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one @minnielvrr @skzdiary

Lee: Changbin

Ler: Channie

Chan could've sworn he was on his wits' end at this point. He had been incredibly stressed the entire day, and Changbin's existence could just be the bane of his problems. At first, they were just minor inconveniences, trivial little matters that the leader assumed didn't matter much. For example, when the younger refused to help poor Chan out with carrying his computer here and there, totally not leaving the part where the rapper ended up being his little helper for the rest of the day. Now? He was outright denying Chan of his 'Binnie cuddles', making the Aussie feel as if he was reaching the end of the world.

He has been trying to get Changbin into his grasp for the past one hour, just to be let down by clearly made up excuses and huge pouts, or simply having him walk in the opposite direction where the elder was heading to. It was infuriating! Or that's what Chan scoffed at Jisung, at least, unable to figure out a solution to his 100% world destroying problem at hand. Jisung gave a heavy sigh, rolling his eyes at the words the Aussie was rambling to him, even adding exaggerated gestures to show how much pain he was going through.

"Can't you just like, use that method you did in that one all-night Stray Kids thing?" The younger murmured, thinking nothing of his words, he was sure Chan would take it as a joke and not more than that.

"Jisung, I think that sometimes I don't give you enough credit. That's a genius idea!" He exclaims, making the ace deflate in his seat with absolute shock; he would've never guessed how desperate Chris was! He's brought back to the present when the Aussie shakes his shoulders, and seeing the stars that began to light up in his eyes, he didn't have the heart to let him know he was just fooling around.

Now, how exactly do you train a Changbin? There's just four simple methods! The first being: Provocation.

Walking out into the hallway, Chan tried his hardest to conceal the smug grin that threatened to take over his face, deliberately passing by Changbin while speaking awfully loudly to Seungmin, who had the unfortunate job of playing guinea pig just to help the leader out. Well, and maybe also to see Changbin's expressions, what a menance!

"Ah, Changbin can't even do something as simple as cuddling! I guess he really can't do anything after all..." Chan snickered, to which Seungmin whispered back seeing how the rapper immediately jumped out of his seat, looking behind him and staring holes into the backs of their shirts. It was clear that day that they already caught his attention; as according to plan.

"Seungmin, you're much better at cuddling than Changbin, aren't you~?" Chan cooed, making Seungmin bite back a groan of denial hearing what he had to agree to, but nodding nonetheless; trying to look as proud as he could. A second method of getting Changbin back: Comparison. Being the competitive, innocent soul he was, Changbin was no doubt feeling incredibly jealous, of course he was better at cuddling than some puppy, look at his arms; they're huge! And also the perfect size for a good hug.

"Changbin really isn't able to cuddle well, I bet he could never hug me as good as you, Minnie!" There came the third and fourth methods: Exaggeration and repetition. Changbin's fingers dug so deep into the couch he could've just torn the fabric right then and there, he couldn't stand hearing that Christopher would choose anyone over him to hold! Not able to hear the leader repeat over and over about how Changbin 'wasn't the best at cuddling', he practically leapt out of his seat, shoving Seungmin (gently) and taking his rightful place in Chan's arms. Showing a playful wink, the vocalist nodded in agreement with a chuckle, shoving his hands into his pockets before walking right out the door.

"Someone finally decided to come to me after so long, hm? Don't you think that deserves punishment?" The hair on Changbin's neck stood on its ends when he felt a warm breath brush against his skin, a soft caress yet with a dangerous undertone. With only a squeal of protest that barely made it past his lips, it soon turned into giggles and shrieks when hands scribbled over his sides, finding himself almost stuck with how tight the leader's arms were around him.

"Ehehe noho! I-I'm sohohorry!" The younger whined, but his words fell on deaf ears, soft laughter continuing to ring throughout the room, besides the creaking of the couch every once in a while whenever Changbin would jolt whenever the elder hit a particularly sensitive spot on his sides, taking special care to tweak it for a little while longer than the others.

"I don't think you're sorry... You denied me cuddles all day and apologise now when you get punished, I thought you were better than this, Bin-ah..." Chan feigned disappointment, tutting in disapproval at Changbin, who only responded with high pitched giggles. His hands soon wandered to his thighs, drumming onto the skin teasingly, pulling a panicked scream from on top of him. Try as he might, it was useless against the Aussie's determination, squeezing the chubby skin rapidly.

"WAHAHA! I-I'M SOHOHORRY!" Changbin pleaded, looking almost pitiful in his position on Chan's lap. He had nowhere to go, lifting his legs off the elder's lap, it tickled way too much, leaving him to just endure the tingles that shot through his body. It gave Chan a somewhat sadistic satisfaction, seeing his revenge served onto a silver spoon for him.

"Hm... I don't really believe you yet, how about you laugh a little more?" Yes, maybe he was being a little over the top. Yes, maybe he was being a little too mean as well, but when you see someone as muscle-built as Changbin turn into a hysteric mess over a few thigh squeezes, who wouldn't take advantage of that?

"PLEHEHEASE! I-IT'S TOHOHORTURE!" Chan always found it cute how Changbin would stammer through his laughter, especially when it came to his second sentence. Ignoring his completely hopeless pleas, he prodded his way into the younger's underarms, scribbling his nails quickly over the smooth surface and pulling a surprised squeal, and it wasn't long till booming cackles sounded yet again.

"NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! PLEHEHEASE I'M GOING TO DIEHEHE!" Changbin begged once again, clamping his arms to his sides in what was a trying attempt to block out the sensations that were frying his brain to no avail, tears of mirth welling up into his eyes. Seeing that he had hit his limit, the Aussie finally decided to give some reprieve, slithering his fingers away from the younger's underarms and watching the tears soak into his cheeks. He placed a kiss onto each one of them, letting himself giggle when he saw the skin flush under his affection.

Pulling Changbin into an actual hug, he brought them both down to the couch, embracing how warm (and huge) his arms were around his waist, scratching fingers into his scalp while another kneaded the nape of his neck. He internally cooed at the relieved and content sighs that left the rapper's lips, his eyes instantly lidding and snuggling his head into Chan's chest; he couldn't tell if it was because of his ministrations or the exhaustion, but he basked in it nonetheless.

And that was how you trained your Changbin.

[minnielvrr]

Cutie Pie~

Lee: Chan Ler: Reader Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: Chan and reader are dating in this, so if that makes you uncomfortable, please don't read (I'm so sorry for the sudden absence guys🥺, I'll be back soon, until then enjoy~🤗💖)

Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae,

@reginald-stay09, @jungwon-is-the-one

“Y/nnihie! Ahahaha ihihit tihickles!” He shrieked, voice high pitched as it always was when you got him like this.

This time though, Chan couldn't hold back the laughter in his voice and the way his shoulders shrugged up ever so slightly. A burst of fondness exploded in your chest at his valiant effort to keep still so you decided to make things a little easier for him.

Chan let out a soft nose of confusion when you stopped, looking up from his seat in a silent question. You simply smiled at him and patted his shoulders, a clear sign you wanted him to stay put. So he did.

He could hear you rummage around in your shared closet space before a triumphant 'yes' left your lips. You came back into view, holding a patterned scarf and Chan's mind raced with the possibilities.

“What do you think I’m going to do with this, hm?” You purred, watching the way his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.

He had an idea where this was going, and being your ever willing victim (participant), he held his hands out to you. His compliance made you smile and a rewarding peck on his forehead has Chan smiling shyly, the tips of his ears tinting red.

He had to pretend—had to act like this wasn’t something he craved on the daily, Chan thought, but how could he resist? Not when you were looking at him like that. Not when every second felt like a sweet surrender.

Before long, his hands were secured to the arm rest and a testing tug told him that he would he here for however long you wanted. The thought sent a thrill of excitement through him and Chan straightened up in his seat, waiting oh so patiently for your next move.

"Do you want me to surprise you, darling?" You hummed, combing your hands through his silky soft hair. Chan hesitated for a moment. You were asking if he wanted to be blindfolded.

"I want to see you, see how good you’ll wreck me..." He said coyly after a few moments of consideration. You nodded, giving him another peck— this time on his lips.

Chan whined at how quickly it ended, pouting childishly when you laughed and you made a mental note to shower him with affection during his aftercare. Right now, you had a boyfriend to torture~

“Careful, sweetheart. The more you pout, the more fun I’m going to have.” You leaned in, speaking the words directly in his ear. Chan shivered deliciously, eyes fluttering shut and breathing growing uneven. It was almost addicting how much you affected him.

Your long nails hovered over his dark tank top. A whisper. A threat. His breath hitched, caught between panic and exhilaration.

His stomach tensed under your ghosting nails, each millimeter of space between you amplifying the tingling sensation that was quickly spreading all over his body.

You pretended to swipe at the spot, teasing Chan with a wicked grin on your lips. How could he ever say no to you? How could he ever resist you anything you wanted from him?

The laughter bursting up from his chest was involuntary, a reflex to your touch and your grin. He couldn't decide what he loved more: the ticklish torment or the sheer joy in your eyes as you did it.

Your nails ghosted over his sides, the barest hint of pressure sparking a trail of goosebumps across his skin. The fabric of his tank top felt almost nonexistent, as if your touch was sinking straight into him. It was maddening—the kind of torment that had his heart pounding and his stomach twisting in knots of anticipation.

“Pl—plehease dohon’t tehease me,” he pleaded breathlessly. His cheeks burned, a telltale sign of how much he enjoyed this game despite himself. Your Chan was so easy to unravel this way.

He hated how much he loved this—or maybe he loved how much he hated it. Either way, he was yours to torment.

"Y/nnie, plehease," he begged, laughter bubbling up before you even made contact. His chest heaved, his grin widening even as his cheeks burned.

"Please?" you teased, your voice dripping with mock innocence. "What’s the fun in that?"

Your nails finally made contact, touch deliberate and featherlight in a way that sent shockwaves down his spine. He sucked in a breath—just as your fingers dug in, pressing into his smooth skin.

Your every touch send jolts of electricity though him and Chan flung himself back, squirming helplessly in his spot on the chair. There was nowhere he could run, nowhere he would run when he was making you so happy.

"You’re thinking sappy thoughts again, aren’t you?" you asked, you teased, pausing just long enough for him to gasp in relief before diving back in. The sudden barrage of sensations made him squeal, his shoulders jerking helplessly.

The lovesick look in his eyes was unmistakable, even as he struggled to meet your gaze through his beaming smile made his eyes squint shut.

“Nohohoho Ihihi’m nohot!!” He protested weakly, pointlessly. There was no use fighting this, fighting you. He’d lost every time he’d tried. “Liar,” you whispered, your nails tracing around his navel—the spot you knew would wreck him completely.

When your nails finally wormed into the spot, pressing into his little giggle button with just enough pressure to drive him wild, his entire body jolted.

Laughter spilled from Chan’s lips in waves, uncontrollable and unfiltered. His cheeks burned, his body twisting as if he could escape. But there was no escape—not when he wanted this as much as you did.

“You love this, don’t you Channie? Is this why you’ve been ignoring me all day? Hm? Hoping I’d catch on and punish you like this?” Every word was punctuated by a harsher prod to his sides, each earning cute little squeals from the man.

Of course, he craved this—every brush of your nails, every glance that promised mischief. But admitting it? That would ruin the fun.

“Y/nnie, plehease," he gasped, twisting against the back of the chair. "You’re—ah—youhu’re gonna kihihill mehe!"

"Kill you? Darling, I’m just getting started. How are you already a mess?" You couldn’t help but laugh along with him, your grin widening at the sight of his squirming form. Every whine, every pleading gasp made your chest swell with affection. He was yours—completely—and he loved every second of it.

Chan really was sensitive, he was good at hiding it but there were a select few people who knew him too well for that. And you were proud to say you were one of them.

“Wait wait wahahait nahahaHAHAHAHA!! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE Y/NNIE PLEHEASE!”

Chan’s cheeks burned hotter than ever, a deep red that crept to the tips of his ears. He could feel the heat radiating from his face, his body betraying just how much he was enjoying this despite his protests.

‘There’ happened to be his hips and of course you didn’t listen, Chan had a habit of telling you to stop when he really didn’t want you to listen to him. So the two of you had sat down and set a safe word and some non-verbal signals in place in case he was too out of it to talk.

The two of you were so engrossed in your little game that it took you a while to hear the doorbell ringing. “Channie, were you expecting someone?” The poor lee took a second to process your words and the fact that you had paused the sweet torment.

“Wha— um, no I don’t think so…” He replied, looking confused. Oh well, whoever it was could wait. You gave Chan a break, smoothing his hair back and pressing another chaste kiss on his nose. You straddled him this time round, making it easier for you to see the kind of effect you had over him.

“Go harder for round two right?” You whispered, teasing him with his own words as you dived back in. Chan blushed even redder, ducking down to hide his face in your neck. He stayed there, giggling into your skin as you continued, nails drawing a tantalizingly slow line up his ribs.

His laughter came in uneven bursts, each gasp punctuated by another teasing swipe of your nails. The sound was music to your ears, rising and falling like a melody you controlled. For once, you were the artist and he was your favorite instrument.

“Look at me love, I want to see your pretty smile.” Using one hand, you tilted his face up, slowing the scribbles so he could actually open his eyes.

Chan’s laughter softened, his gaze glassy with affection as he looked at you through his lashes. A sudden smirk crossed his face then, "You know you’re going to regret this, right?" Chan whispered breathlessly.

"Regret? Oh, sweetheart. You’ve only just started begging.” The butterflies in his chest imploded at the look you levelled him with and Chan scrambled to take his words back, “Y/nnie, plehease, I—”

“You’re adorable when you beg, you know that?” you cut him off, your nails swirling over his ribs without mercy. His words dissolved into laughter, his head tipping back as he shook with delight.

Oh god, he was not going to survive you. You always knew how to make him melt under your hands—every laugh, every squirm, every lovesick look was yours to command. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

I'm sorry if this was bad, I'm trying to work though some bad writer's block so I promise I'll do better next time🥺🩷

[soap143]

would you mind making a mini fic of the photo booth incident with minchan with prompts #2 8 12 & 19???

Of course! I was actually thinking about writing it. I think Minho might have PTSD from all these photo booth incidents… Enjoy! (A little angst at the end I guess)

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2 “wait! wait! i didn’t have enough time to prepare!”

8 “can you stop laughing? i’m trying to talk to you. how rude!”

12 “come on, let me see that smile!”

19 “i’ll never talk to you ever again.”

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Stubborn

Lee!Minho

Ler!Chan

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“Yah, why are you being like this” the leader scoffed, shoving Minho off his shoulder.

No matter how surprising this might sound, but the second oldest had forced Chan out of his dorm to hang out with him. Who could’ve though that the Lee Know would be the one begging to go out? Wonder why he would do that…

To say the truth, the mischevious bunny had woken up in a massive lee mood. And he felt like only Channie could satisfy it. Hypothetically, he could have asked Han to wreck him, but Minho just felt like Jisung’s tickles would not do the job. He was just stubborn like that.

Thanks to his mood, the dancer could not help but be all cute and clingy toward the older “Let’s go get ice cream, Channie-hyung~” Minho whined straight into the kangaroos ear for the hundredth time.

“Alright, Minnie, that is enough. What is up with you?” the aussie finally ran out of patience “Huh? Nothing, hyung. What could be wrong?” the cat lover naively answered, his boba eyes big and mouth slighly open in confusion.

Even though the leader, eventually, agreed to eat the bunny’s desired desert, he still remained suspicious of his bandmate’s strange behaviour.

Soon, Minchan were walking out of the shop with a an ice cream cone in each one’s hand “Is it good?” Chan asked, looking at Lee Know’s cone “No. Channie-hyung, you have your own ice cream. Don’t even try to bite mine.” Minho angrily rambled “Where’s the cute, clingy Minnie that was here just 20 minutes ago?” The leader of danceracha turned red at the comment “Shut up!”

They kept on walking until something cought the wolf’s attention “Is that a photo booth? I haven’t been in one ever since I was a teenager!” Chan childlishly giggled, dragging his grumpy companion by his arm “9000 won(thats’s 6.3eur)… Hyung, that’s like, expensive.” the bunny mumbled, looking at the price table “What? That’s pretty average, Minho” the older furrowed his eyebrows, digging thru his wallet.

Once the kangaroo took out the neccesary amount, he agressively showed the cat man into the tight space “Yah! Calm down, what’s wrong with you…” Lee Know whined, rubbing his shoulder which had been smashed into the thin metal wall “Ugh, this we’re going to be so cramped in here. Finish up your ice cream, quick!” Chan said, sitting down himself and getting the bills and coins out of the jacket pocket.

Like Channie had mentioned, there was not enought space for two grown men. So, he did the only thing he could think of “Come on, sit on my lap.” the leader instructed “WHAT?! No! That’s so weird…” Minho dramatically yelled. Can you blame him? He was afraid to trigger his mood even more. One arm around his sensitive waist would make his jump so high that he would bump his head on the ceiling of the photo booth.

“Why are you making such a fuss? We can’t fit in any other way. Just put one leg on my thigh. You know, partially sit on me. This doesn’t have to be strange if we don’t make it like that.” the mischevious bunny gave in, situating himself on his hyungs lap.

“See? Not that bad, is it? Why were you so dramatic anyway~” the aussie teased, lighly poking the taller’s sides. Like I mentioned earlier, that did end up eliciting quite a reaction…

The younger violently flinched, pushing the older’s hands away “What was thahat…? I didn’t think you were that ticklish…~” Oh, Channie was going to take advantage of their current position so badly “D-Don’t please. Let’s just tahahake the pictures and goho, Channie-hyung.” said man just smirked, only pulling his victim deeper into his hold.

“You know, I don’t understand how you were being so silly and adorable all day long, just to chicken out now. Why don’t you annoy me now? Huh? Are you, perhaps, afraid of the tickle monster?~” Lee Know could feel his ears reddening up at the wolf’s skilfull teasing “No, I’m n-not.” this was his last chance to avoid what this situation could, pottentialy turn into “Come on, let me see that smile!” In a desperate act, he covered his hot ears with his hands. Unfortunately, he handn’t though about the vulnerable position he would put himself in after doing that…

Not even a second after the dancer accidentally exposed most of his torso, the kangaroo harshly dug into Minho’s sides“Wait! Wait! I didn’t have enough time to prepare!” Chan just snickered, switching to the younger’s ribs “Come on, you’re gonna have to try harder to hide the fact that you like this than that~” the tickler pointed out. He was right though, the cat lover handn’t really moved his hands from the spot he was covering.

“IHIHIHIHI DOHOHOHOHON’T LIHIHIHIKE THIHIHIS, STOHOHOHOP!” Chan stopped tormenting his ribs and instead opted for quickly spidering and switching between the younger’s side, ribs and armpits “YOUHU’RE CRAHAHAHAZY!” it all soon became a bit too unbearable for the poor lee, as he had to bring down his arms to protect his sensitive torso.

“Oh, so now you’re trying to stop me? And you’re calling me crazy? Let’s see how like this then~” the aussie gripped the rabbit’s thighs, squeezing so quickly that Lee Know honestly thought he was about to ascend “NOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEHEASE CHAHAHAHAHANIE! MIHIHSTED BAHAHANG! CHRIHIHIHSTOPHER!” the poor boy called out every single name to make he could.

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out! Wow, I don’t remeber your legs being that ticklish… What do you think about your knees? Would those be bad?” the elder teased, never letting go of the sensitive body part “ANYWHEHEHEHERE BUHUHT MY KNHEHEHES PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” the bratty cat lover tried to maneuver his way out of the situation.

“Nah, I think I’ll go just for your knees!” the older’s crazy fingers latched on firmly on to the mentioned spot, which was crazy ticklish “ANOTHEHEHEHER SPOHOHOHOT, ANO-ANOTHEHEHEHER SOHOHOT PLEHEHEASE” the dancer begged, leaning back all the way onto Chan “I didn’t hear a stop~” the leader mumbled into his dongsaeng’s back, only making the whole situation even more ticklish.

The wolf kept on switching tactics. Sometimes he would tickle the soft bottom of the knee, then he would claw at the equally as sensitive top. The worst was when he would use both hands on one knee “BAHAHAHAHAHAHA CHAHAHAN, I-I CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T” Lee Know shined through his hysteric laughter “Can you stop laughing? I’m trying to talk to you. how rude!”

The way that the aussie’s fingers stuck to Lee Know’s kneecaps made the victim crazy. He was sweaty, giggly, had messy hair, tears running down his neck. Did I mention his wine-red ears and face? Every single vein in his body was popping due to the uncontrollable cackles that kept on leaving his throat.

“Alright, I don’t want you to actually die. Yet.” the kangaroo lifted his torturous fingers, switching from mercilessly squeezing the taller’s knees with them to massaging Minho’s back with them “Wait, c-cahan you not stop here? I-I was liking this…” Minho shyly admitted.

“Oh? You want me to continue?” Chan dug into the muscle of Lee Know’s back, which wasn’t as ticklish as anywhere else, but was enough to elicit some cute giggles and squirms “Yehehehes, juhuhuhuhst lihihke thahahaht…!”

“Wow, your ears are soooo red, mister Lee. You should cover them up and keep your arms there before the tickle monster get them!” the childish teases were making the rabbit’s stomach do flips. He did listen though.

However, obeying Chan’s orders was a pretty rookie move. Once his arms were ocupied with protecting his sensitive ears, the aussie dug into the dancer’s hips, making him mive and twitch like a tube man “CHAHAHANIE PLEHEHEHEHEASE! NOHOHOHOHO” his pleads were totally ignored. I mean, why would Chan stop? His victim’s hands were not even trying to disturb him. They were still stuck on Lee Know’s ears.

“I think that’s enough now, Minho. You’re gonna pee yourself…” the wolf giggled “Yah! I’m not six years old!” the dancer protested, slapping his only hyung’s chest “Nof a six year old? You’re the one that enjoyed every second of this!” the leader pointed out.

Apparently the older’s joke wasn’t so funny to the cat lover “You think it’s weird, do you?” Minho sighed, starting to get off the kangaroo’s lap, thinking he migh be uncomfortable now that he knows the truth “Wait, wait, wait! It’s nor weird! It’s sooo very cute. Like, Minho. That is the most adorable thing I’ve heard ever. I’m so glad that you like this!” the leader reassured, forcing Lee Know back onto his lap.

“I was scared for a second… Although I don’t think I’m gonna be safe from your tickles ever again” the mischevious bunny commented “Now that I know that you enjoy this, prepare yourself for at least 3 or 4 tickle sessions daily.” the second oldest’s eyes quickly filled up with fear, as he scrambled away as fast he could out of the vulnerable position he was in. “I’ll never talk to you again”

Or will he…?

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This one is shorter, but I think it’s pretty good! I live, laugh, love for lee!know. It’s even in his name! Happy holidays❤️🙂

[leegemma]

heeloo! i lov ur fics so much! could your write pls anout lee!chan und ler!felix 9, 36 aaand 49?? thank you so much for ur hardworking, love u!

You people are seriously so sweet, thank you so much for your request and incredibly warm compliment. 😭🥺💗

Enjoy:)

9 -  “you have such a cute laugh!”

36 -  “i didn’t tell you to stop…”

49 -  “be quiet! other people might be able to hear you, you know!”

Disclaimer: By this fic I am ABSOLUTELY not trying to say I think Chan is mean or a bully or anything like that. This is just a fic. I love our five year old kangaroo more than anything.

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The role of a leader in any situation was never an easy one, but especially when you're leading a bunch of silly kids. And as much as Chan loved the boys, he sometimes really wanted them to focus a bit more during practice and joke a bit less.

So when they were practicing some new choreography and Chan saw everyone messing around instead of doing actual practice, he was a bit annoyed. As he was trying to gather everyone back and getting them back on track, he could sense everyone around him getting a bit frustrated with his attitude.

"Hyung, we were just having some fun." Han tried to explain himself when Chan caught him messing around with Hyunjin.

"Yeah, well this is not the time to have fun." Chan pointed at him to get back into his position.

The group kept practicing,  until a screech was heard from I.N's direction.

Everyone turned to look at the youngest, all laughing at the noise he made. All exept for Chan.

"What happened?" Lee know kept laughing as he threw the question in I.N's direction.

"He keeps poking me!" Jeongin pointed accusingly to Seungmin.

Chan huffed tiredly, he was about to explode. "Hey! I already said this is not the time, you two are being ungrateful and inconsiderate.  Do you want all of us to suck when we go on stage?!"

Everyone stopped laughing, Jeongin slowly lowering his head in shame as Seungmin just stared at their leader in shock. This really wasn't like him.

"Hyung, they were just enjoying themselves, there's nothing wrong with that. Don't take your stress and frustration out on them." Changbin tried to step in as a peacemaker.

"I'm only frustrated because none of you are listening to me!" Chan shook his head in anger.

"We're all listening, but you're just not saying much." Lee know said in a serious but still comforting tone.

"Whatever!" Chan knew they were all right, and he didn't mean to scare the younger boys. But he was extremely stressed and had so much to get done, and it was getting too much for him to burry alone. As he felt all the emotions suddenly at once, he felt the need to cry.

As he didn't want to make the others more concerned, he just stormed out of the room, holding back his tears until he reached an empty studio. He closed the door after him and went in deeper, sitting down on the floor and burrying his face in his knees, letting himself go.

Chan was so deep inside his own head, he didn't even notice Felix slipping in the room until he felt an arm wrapping around him from the back. He didn't even bother lifting his head, only stopping his sobs.

Felix' heart broke at seeing his -practically- older brother finally break down. He hasn't seen him this vounrable in a long time.

Felix just sat there, hugging Chan. Until the older finally lifted his head. Just staring ahead. "Hyung?"

Chan sighed and threw his head back at the sound of the voice of his dear friend. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to shout at the kids like that."

Felix gave him a small smile and shook his head. "They're fine, we all are. We are just worried about you."

Chan groaned. "See... that what I didn't want... you guys should jot be worrying about me, i'm fine. I'll be fine."

Felix rolled his eyes playfully. "We tried to tell you so many times before... you're allowed to feel bad once in a while, you don't always have to be the hero, hyung."

"I just... I'm really sorry. I've just been really stressed." Chan finally admitted.

Felix rubbed his back comfortly. "I know... we all have been. But come and talk to me when you feel that way. Just like I come to you. You can't carry all of this by yourself."

Chan nodded. "I'm really sorry."

Felix  rolled his eyes again. "Stop apologizing!"

"Okay I'm sorrY- Hehehy! Soohohory! Whhait nohoho!" Chan stopped mid apology when felix started wiggling his fingers into his sides.

"I said stop apologizing! But you didn't listen, so now I have to punish you." He explained quickly, running his fingers up and down Chan's abs.

"FEHEHELIX!!! HAHAHA!!" Chan squirmed around.

“You have such a cute laugh!” felix cooed, happy to finally hear the older having fun.

'SHUHHUT HUHUHHP!!" Chan blushed.

Felix giggled along with him and stopped his attack, petting Chan's tummy.

Chan looked up at him in confusion which then turned to emberasment as he looked away and mumbled: “i didn’t tell you to stop…”

Felix blinked twice, confused. And then started beaming, immediately wiggling his fingers again, bringing them to Chan's hips and Armpits.

Chan burst out laughing again. This felt good, and freeing.

"You like this? That's so cute!" Felix cooed.

"SOHOHO DOHOHO YOUHUHU!!" The truth hurts. Or tickles. Whatever.

Now it was Felix's turn to blush. "We're not talking about me right now!"

"WEHHEHELL MAYHYBE WHEHEHE SHOUHULD!!" Chan kept at it.

Felix hissed playfully. "You just don't know when to quit, do you?"

"OKAHAHY! OKAHAHAY! IHIHM SOHOR- NO! IHIHM NOHOT SOHOHRRY!"

Felix laughed and stopped. Letting Chan have a breather before singing: "Channie hyung loves tickles! ~"

Chan slapped his hand onto Felix's mouth softly. “Be quiet! other people might be able to hear you, you know!”

Felix looked behind Chan, a grin forming onto his lips. "Uhm, hyung?"

"Hm?"

"Too late!"

Chan turned around to the voice of Seungmin, who was standing with all the other guys right behind him.

He then turned right back around to Frlix with gritted teeth.

"I am going to kill you."

[prplocks]

COMEBACK: STRAY KIDS

ROCK-STAR

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𓂃 ⭑ stray kids (5-star) ໑ lockscreens 1/3

• psd: @won-sasa

[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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[skzdiary]

~Reassurance~

lee! seungmin

ler! channie

n/a: this is a tickle fic, feel free to scroll if this is not your cup of tea! 😭☕️

tw: nothing! only soft tickles 😮‍💨🙏

in the studio, chan and the staff were busy creating the music tracks for their new album “HOP”. They’re deep into the recording process for “U (FT. TABLO),” working together to fine-tune every detail of the track. The studio is a flurry of focused energy as the team collaborates, running through the song’s layers and adjusting elements to perfect the sound. Each take is met with feedback, fine adjustments, and a shared commitment to bringing the song to its full potential, with their lovely leader at the helm, ensuring everything aligns with the vision he has for the track.

In the recording booth, the talented puppy sang his parts of the track, nailing each note on time. eventually seungmin came to the verse “All i want is U” and struggled to get the right tone and pitch.

seungmin: “hyungggg, i can’t do it! it’s too difficult!”

minnie groaned because he wanted his lines to be to perfect and bang on right. it was difficult as the verse was so low, not his the way how he usually sings. His hyung tried his best to encourage the younger to try his best.

Channie: “don’t worry minnie, you’re doing great, just try to sing it more with a calmer tone and add try to bend where it says “..is U.”

After numerous tries the vocalist just couldn’t get it correctly how he wanted it to be. He felt a prick of tear trying to escape his eye. Why can’t i do it correctly? he thought to himself. Seungmin walked out of the recording booth and stood at the coffee table overviewing his lines on the paper he analyzed earlier.

Staff: “i think why you are going wrong is because when you get to the part of “..is U”, you keep forgetting to bend it which is making it more difficult to maintain without it sounding off pitch.”

The puppies eyes lit up with realization as he had been struggling this whole time due to one little error that he could simply correct. Minnie gets a tiny bit embarrassed and covers his face smiling into his hands. The elder starting laughing at his cuteness and pulled him onto his lap hugging his waist.

Chan: “See, what did i tell you? I told you to bend the last 2 words you dummy!”

The wolf playfully and mischievously pulls minnie into a ticklish hug. Seungmin bursts into laughter, squirming as he tries to wiggle free, his face lighting up with amusement. Bang Chan grins, his voice light and teasing: “I told you so,”

he says with a playful tone, continuing to gently poke at Seungmin’s sides, knowing exactly where to target to make him laugh uncontrollably. Seungmin laughs harder, protesting between breaths,

Seungmin: "Nohohohoho! This is sohohohoho unfahahahair"

He tries to push Bang Chan’s hands away, but his efforts are futile, his laughter only growing louder as he squirms more.

Seungmin: “Plehehehease, it’s sohoho bad! I’ll kill yohohohou"

The vocalist manages to say, still caught in the playful onslaught. Bang Chan chuckles, his hold on him tightening just a little.

Chan: “I’d like to see you try,”

he teases, clearly enjoying the moment of lighthearted mischief. Seungmin, unable to stop laughing, gives up, letting himself relax in the embrace, his cheeks flushed with the joy of the moment. The staff laugh finding the scene between the 2 cute. Unexpectedly, seungmin felt another pair of hands softly raise his arms above his head with one hand holding then in place whilst another crawled its way to his underarms.

Seungmin: “yahahahaha! Stohohop it! Let gohoHOHAHAHA!”-

the singers laughter increased to soft giggles and bubbly gasps. The poor guy couldn’t handle 2 of his weakest spots be attacked at the same time.

Chan: “Hah, jackpot puppy! Are you gonna listen to me next time or do you want this to happen again?

Seungmin: “PLEHEHEHEASE, I CAHAHAN’T TAKE IT! MOVE SPOHOHOHTS LR STAHSHAOH HYUNG!”

after another 2 torturous minutes of ticklish agony, chan and his mystery helper let minnie off for now. He was still softly giggling trying to regain his breath with his head resting in channie’s neck.

chan: “will you listen next time?”

seungmin: (muttering softly and fast) “noilikeditalothyungbutitsembarrassing..”

chan began to gently trace his neck and collarbones again with eyes twinkling at the puppy.

chan: “awww, your so cute”

seungmin doesn’t fight back and just lets him do it, as he giggles, he looks up to the ceiling and sees a glimpse of black long flowing hair quickly shoot back.

seungmin: “wahahahait! jinnie hyung! did you hold my arms uhuhuhup?”

the mysterious helper has now been discovered

hyunjin: “sorry i had no choice, you needed to be taught a lesson”

seungmin: “maybe you need to be taught one later as well..”

Min gave his hyung a cute cheeky smirk. Hyunjin knew he was in for a ride later tonight

tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow @jihyosdaughterpast @hansloveleeknow @minnielvrr @hearted-anon @lajanaa @dreamingstraykids @leeknowstan33 @jeonginsdiary @hearts444innie111 @sugary-sweet-anon

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

I CANT BELIEVE REQUESTS ARE BACK:33 anywaysss!! i had an idea for a lee!han and ler!chan. its a bit silly but it sounds super funny.. so yk how chan chose han first as his first child??? well imagine like there were multiple people waiting to get chosen by chan and he tickled them all the find out which was the most ticklish so they could join. (ofc the most ticklish was han) SO YEAHHH

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙮:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.4k

𝙖/𝙣: omg i know there is a 0% chance this would ever happen irl but JUST IMAGINE OKAY also anon i changed it a bit if you don’t mind 😭💔

𝙩/𝙬: mentions of anxiety, temporary anxiety, rough tickling, strangers AU

𝒍𝒆𝒆: jisung

𝙡𝙚𝙧: chan

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9

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

“Okay, bring in the next trainee.” Chan sighs, watching a smaller boy timidly enter the room, bowing once he caught sight of the older trainee. 

“What’s your name?” Chan asked rather quickly, not realizing his tone sounded harsh. 

“I-um…my name is Han Jisung, and I’ve been a trainee for three years.” The boy introduced himself quickly, biting his lip probably out of nervousness. 

Chan noticed how quick Jisung was breathing, clearly scared out of his wits but trying to hide it. 

After Jisung had finished his showcase, he bowed again and waited for the older trainee’s comments. 

Chan was surprised to find that Han Jisung was a talented singer and dancer, and he seemed to be interested in producing as well. “You’re quite good.” Chan followed by providing his advice and criticism. 

He watched as Jisung took in all of his comments thoughtfully. “Okay, thank you.” 

“You seem talented. I’ll keep you in mind. Now, come and sit down, you look really scared.” Channie giggled; he was glad to finish the showcase so he could perhaps make friends with the quiet trainee. 

Han timidly walked over and sat next to Chan, crossing his arms and gulping. 

Chan decided to test a small theory out; perhaps he found the perfect idol in the quiet, composed Han Jisung.

“Why are you so tense, huh? Come and sit next to me.” The older trainee patted the area beside him with a warm smile, and Jisung obliged. 

“You know who I am?” Chan asked, Jisung nodding his head quickly. “I’ll introduce myself properly.” He took Han’s hands in his own to soothe the younger trainee.

“My name is Bang Chan, or Christopher in English, and I’ve been training for about seven years.” He explained. “I’m trying to form a group of idols, named Stray Kids.”

Jisung nodded tensely. Chan frowned but continued. “Let’s get a little personal. My friends, they like to call me the tickle monster. Wonder why?”

He watched Jisung flush a little before replying. “Do you like to t-tickle people?” 

Channie giggled. “Yeah, I enjoy it. I love getting people who have cute laughs, you know?” 

He watched Jisung turn a deep red in real time, the boy seemed to get increasingly flustered the more the older trainee talked about tickling. “Y-Yeah.” 

“I like to tickle people when they’re nervous or upset, because then they’re the cutest thing.” Chan continued to speak, grinning when Jisung squeaked while nodding. 

Jisung tried to pull his wrists back, but suddenly realized the older’s grip of his wrists had become tighter the more they had talked. 

“You’re so tense, Hannie.” Chan whispered. “Is it okay if I call you that?”

Jisung nodded meekly.

“Hmmm, you’re still being quiet. Guess I have to loosen you up a bit.” Chan smirked before yanking Jisung’s arms up, the frail boy was so easy to pin, weak to surprise and pure strength.

Han squealed in surprise, eyes widening. Clearly, he didn’t expect the older to do that. Chan pushed his arms back so he was lying on his back on the soft couch. 

“What a cute sound~” Chan cooed, “You’ll have to make some more for me, yeah?” 

Hanji turned beet-red, flustered. “H-Hyung! Why…what are you doing?!”  

Chan’s finger was tapping his side. “Oh…? Now you can talk?~” 

“Move your finger!” Jisung pleaded, biting his lip desperately when the digit dug softly into his side. 

“Are you ticklish, perhaps?” Chan whispered quietly in a teasing tone, his hand tracing around Jisung’s left side. 

“N-No! I’m not ticklish, hyung—DON’T!!” Jisung yelled suddenly, Chan’s finger stopping at the hem of his shirt. 

“That’s the loudest I’ve heard you.” Chan laughed. 

“Do you want this, Hannie? Do you want me to make you laugh? I bet you’re so cute underneath all that nervousness, aren’t you?” The older cooed in a baby voice, Jisung giggled breathlessly in anticipation. 

Han was sure his face could be compared to a tomato, but he nodded anyway, freeing his hands to cover his face shyly.

“Aweee~” Chan smiled sweetly at the boy beneath them. “You’re so cute…maybe I should tickle you, hm?” 

Jisung squeaked and smiled softly underneath his hands in anticipation. He only then realized how badly he really wanted Chan to attack him, to make his hands flutter all over his body to make him laugh freely. 

“Please?” He whispered. “Hyung?” He looked up at Chan, and the older hummed in response. 

“What are you doing?” Jisung was still laying on his back, and he looked around to try and catch what Chan was whipping his head around for. 

“Nothing. Let’s start, shall we?” Chan asked. “Can you be a good trainee and keep your hands up?” 

Jisung flushed again. “H-How will I do that?” 

“Try for me?” Chan asked sweetly, and how could Hannie say no?

“Okay, I’ll try.” It took a few tries, but Jisung managed to fully outstretch his arms after giggling and pulling his arms to his sides when Chan wiggled his fingers in front of his face. 

“Hyuhung!!” Jisung whimpered when Chan massaged his sides gently. His arms shook with the effort of keeping away. 

Hannie bit his lip and twisted to the left, the tingly sensations shooting up his nerves and leaving him snickering through his teeth. 

“I thought you weren’t ticklish?” Chan asked with a happy grin, moving to the quokka’s lower belly. 

Jisung laughed gently, the soft sensations making him happier than he had ever imagined. “Hyuhuhung plehease!”

“You’re so cute, Hannie! You’re perfect.” Chan decided, continuing to gently tickle the boy beneath him before moving his hands up his shirt gently. “Is this okay?”

He continued when Hannie nodded softly,  massaging the quokka’s soft tummy before moving to his ribs, digging in harshly. 

Jisung let out a loud shriek, cackles pouring from his lips as his hands shot down immediately, gripping the older’s hands and kicking out behind him. 

“OKAHAHAY OKAY OKAY!! AAAHAHAHA!!” Jisung squeezed his eyes shut, smile wide and cute, making Chan practically melt above him. 

Channie gently pulled Han’s hands back above his head to gently remind him to keep them there, tickling around the soft sides of his chest.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!! AGH IHIT TIHIHICKLES!!” Jisung screeched, keeping his arms up and resorting to gripping his hair tightly on top of his head. 

“Does it really? I’m not even doing much.” Channie gaped with delight. “You’re so ticklish!” 

“AHAHAGH SHUHUHUSH!!” Hannie demanded, cheeks turning red in embarrassment. 

“Okay, okay. Flustered baby.” Chan scratched around the quokka’s armpits gently with his longish nails, watching the boy beneath him scream and fall apart, arms trembling.

“NAAAHAHAHA!! STAHP!! STOHOP IHIHIT!!” 

“Little break for quokka~” Chan sang, letting up and slipping his hands out of Hannie’s shirt.

Jisung panted and rubbed at his torso, out of breath from his constant torment.

Meanwhile, Chan turned and adjusted to sit facing the younger’s legs, which kicked out lightly under his attention. 

The older trainee used his knees to separate Jisung’s legs, thighs trembling in anticipation. 

“Hyung…” Jisung warned, gasping when Chan slid a finger up his thigh. “I really can’t handle it there!” 

“But I really want to!” Chan whined, pouting. “Please?” 

“No!! Hyung!! Please, don’t!” Jisung pleaded desperately, squealing loudly when Chan scribbled up both inner thighs at the same time. 

Channie thought for a second. Hannie’s thighs were like a blank canvas for him to scribble and scratch on, probably sensitive enough to send him ballistic. How could he miss this chance? 

“Eh. I’m doing it anyway.” Chan shrugged.

Jisung opened his mouth to protest, the sound leaving his throat in a strangled scream as Chan grabbed his left knee with one hand and raked up and down his left thigh with the other. 

“AGHHHAHANOHOHO STAHAHAP STAHP STOP!!” Jisung squealed with laughter, Chan’s fingers tickled so torturously along his left thigh, causing him to let out boisterous bouts of hysterical cackles.

“Nah. You’re too cute to.” Chan deadpanned, switching sides and relishing in the quokka’s drawn out screech to let up. 

“PLEHEHEASE HAHAVE MEHEHERCY!! I CAHAHANT AHHAHA!!” 

“Oh? But you can…” Chan switched to scribbling over both thighs, watching them tremble under his touch while Jisung tossed his body around behind him, pounding the couch with his fists and screaming his head off. 

Jisung panted, breath suddenly taken from him as he felt tired and exhausted. He pounded three times on Chan’s shoulder to signify defeat; the older letting up immediately and smiling down at him. 

“You are the most ticklish person I’ve ever met. And the perfect idol.” 

Jisung nodded while gasping for breath, eyebrows furrowed in a confused manner. 

“Welcome to Stray Kids.”

for @sungsbunny

[smilingangel582]

Wind breaker, here I come! I couldn't watch the new episode yet due to some minor issues! Well... I wanna see more fics from others, but I'm too impatient 😤 so I'm writing one again!

Can't think of a better lee than Sakura, so... im gonna put a switch, Nirei and Sugishita! Totally ler Suo and Umemiya!

The other characters aren't gonna be part of the fic because... I never read the manga but ik bits of spoilers from it... soooo imma skip them till the anime introduces them... yeeet imma add some of the teeny tiny bits I was spoiled from the manga!

My spelling sucks ik and I'm a faster writer, so... I tend to make a lot of misspelling stuff as I type fast. (It's not ADHD or anything special... I'm just a hyper person in real life... hehe)

ENJOY!

Warning spoilers from the anime and perhaps manga "my imagination after episode 8"

The big man himself

Sakura Haruka, an outsider, but everyone in this town accepted him as family as quickly as Sakira pummeled five dudes in an instant whiff.

What the hell is this town...?

His thoughts are often reserved and well kept to himself. Even as he walked through the hallways, he noticed familiar faces greeting him as grade captain and respectful gestures. Sure Sakura can take in most and yet...

"Omg! He's the first year grade captain who beat shishitoren second in command!"

"His look is so cool!"

A small blush crept up to his cheeks, he just grunted in response, leaving them mid-praise towards him.

It's almost like an attack mechanism to Sakura, like compliments are his weakness, and the opponent strikes it mercilessly till he's crumbled.

Honestly, Sakura hates that about himself.

"Sakura-san! We need your help!"

Hearing Nirei's voice in front, he looked up, his bangs lifting at the sight of Suo and Nirei...

And Sugishita???

"What the hell do u want?" Sakura grumbled.

Suo's calmly allows to explain themselves, "Now Sakura-kun, us first years have a job to do... its specifically by Hiragi-san"

Straightening himself, Sakura nods seriously, "OK... sure"

Suo stares for a moment before chuckling into his hand, this made Sakura frown, "What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing... I just thought how cute it is that you actually listen to your senpais..."

Sakura got flustered and began to sputter angrily, "Q-Quiet! I don't respect... well, uh, I m-mean... ugh, never mind. What the heck do we need to do anyway?"

Suo noticed in amusement how Sakura faltered in defeat, then he replied, "Oh nothing... Sugishita-kun and Hiragi-san over-watered one of Umemiya-san's precious tomato plants..."

Sakura blinked.

Eh?

"And... whats the issue?"

Sugishita snapped, grabbing Sakura by the shirt, "It's a big problem dumbass!"

Sakura gritted his teeth in fury, "Who you calling dumbass?! Dumbass!"

Sup calmly separated them and began to run over what they should do, "So... the big issue is... they are a special gift from his -I quote 'Kotoha-chan'"

Now that made sense. Sakura pinched the bridge of his nose... no wonder they dragged him to the roof when Umemiya isn't around.

"Now what should we do?" Sakura asked folding his arms.

"We have to distract Umemiya-san, and make him forget about that plant" Nirei said, sweating buckets throughout their whole conversation. Sakura stumbled in surprise. He really forgot Nirei was actually there...

(Ps. I did, actually... teehee ^w^)

"Oh..." Sakura said blankly, putting two and two together. He turned now, "So good luck... its not my problem anyway"

"Waiiit!" Nirei clung yo his jacket, "You are out grade captain! Dont abandon us pls!!"

"Sakura-kun, we told u the story so... basically you are involved" suo shrugged nonchalantly, Sugishita glared daggers as if he's blackmailing Sakura, "You better help..."

"I could care less!"

Before anyone could pass out any words through their conversation. Sakura heard the door on the rooftop open, Umemiya came.

Oh shit.

"Ah! My cute little underclassmen!" Umemiya rushed towards the group with joy and then without warning ruffling everyone's hairs.

He specifically embaraced Sakura, showing he's a favourite.

"Ahhh! Sakuraaa" a childish cry of bliss came from the leader's lips, as he almost squashed the first year.

Sugishita glared and growled like a rottweiler, Suo claimed he's a jealous puppy further angering him.

"Well, well! What brings you lot to my humble paradise!"

Sakura squirmed out of his grip, grumbling, "Trying to protect that stupid plant of -hmph!"

He forgot... he forgot... Sakura luckily closed his own mouth before digging his own grave... and yet... Umemiya looks like he already got a shovel close to him.

"Hmm..." Umemiya smirked, now flicking his forehead, "Sakura.... When you lie, I can tell that your ear turns red"

He got flustered "I-i do not! I'm not lying!"

Sakura noticed Nirei seemed anxious, Suo with a calm and an unapologetic smile and Sugishita totally ignoring him. They all abandoned him... he was bait after all...

"Oh no~ Sakura-kun," Umemiya sang playfully, suddenly stepping forward with incredible speed, "You shouldn't shift your attention to something irrelevant when your opponent is right in front of you"

Sakura gasped when he felt Umemiya grab his waist instantly. Without realising he was pinned to the wall, he slid down when those fingers made a funny sensation over his sides...

Wait... is this... tickling?

Resist! Resist! Resist damn it! Come on, Haruka! U have to!

Sakura felt his own thoughts fighting the urge to laugh as mad fingers scurried up his ribcage instantly. He struggled and kicked in reflex, surprisingly arching is back like a flexible sprig when Umemiya skillfully tickled his lower ribs.

"G-gah!" A squawk left him. While Suo and the rest awkwardly saw what was happening, the eye patch guy had to comment, "Oh wow... Sakura-kun are you ticklish?"

Umemiya grinned at that, "Oh, he is... how cute, little bro... but be careful. Your big bro is a biiiig tickle monster!"

Sakura suddenly jolted when Umemiya traced his waist beneath the shirt. The tingling sensation on his bare skin was insane. Its perhaps because Sakura never felt tickling before that he actually felt it like something so strong and unbearable.

How embarassing... he's giggling like a four year old.

"Shihihihihit! Hahahaha, whyhehehe whhhyy hahaha??!" Sakura squirmed, now twisting on his stomach, trying to escape.

Why is this man even tickling him?

"Why?" Umemiya grabbed his sides, pulling him closer to him, "Because you are obviously hiding something from me... aaaand... your are too cute!"

"Dahahahahamn ihihiiiiHIHIHIT! NOHO!" Sakura's laughter kicked an octave when Umemiya traced his armpits - not even tickle - just gentle featherlight tickling he never expected to tickle so much!

But...it feels good... it's the first time someone ever touched him so playfully...

Not cruel jabs that sting like poker sticks or burning hits from harsh punches... just mild subtle ticklish jolts like electric shocks.

"Suo, Nirei, can you grab him for a moment?"

Hearing this, Sakura snapped into reality. Huh? Why? Why are they restraining him?

Suo grabbed his wrists up above his head, the warm concrete floor beneath him, giving his wishes before his doomsday, Nireo sitting on his shins... and Umemiya on the side with a wide grin.

"I would've resorted to other easier methods, but I guess you like being tickeld. Eh Sakura?"

Blush, Sakura yelped, "N-no! Obviously not! Ugh, y-you bastard... and -" Sakura turned to the other three."Are you guys ditching me????"

Suo gives a gentle grin, "Sorry, but you are strong enough to handle this unlike us, plus..." Suo gives a teasing scribble under Sakura's armpit, making the latter jolt in surprise, "Umemiya-san said you like it"

Sakura exploded, "I NEVER SAID THAT -AAAH!"

Umemiya launched his tickles instantly before Sakura could express anything. Sakuta couldn't even focus his priorities as multiple spots are being targeted.

"Saakuraaa~, what's the juicy secret you're keeping from me?"

Gosh... the others guys are supposed to be on his side! Did they all deviate from the plot just to mess with Sakura? Unbelievable!

Sakura panicked with a squeak when Umemiya kept lingering around his stomach. He felt a plunging sensation in his gut as Umemiya poked his naval.

"D-Doho nohohot pohohohoke thahahat!" Sakura shrieked, now bucking himself tryinf to shake them off but they all remained resilient.

"Wow, Sakura-san, you really are sensitive" Nirei unconsciously squeezed his kneecaps making it worst despite his feigned innocence.

Sugishita watched with an unreadable expression his face was so judgemental, and Sakura hoped it didn't mean 'cute' to the taller guy.

Suo leaned towards Umemiya now, not even bothering to lower his voice through Sakura's booming laughter, "His armpits seem pretty sensitive too, boss"

It's bad... though Sakura has never been tickled before, his alert senses are tingling mad. Its bad...!

"Oh...?" Umemiya slowly crawled his fingers up the boney ribs and finally into the light muscular armpits, "Here? Is Sakura sensitive under there?"

Squeal. To say Sakura let out such an embarrassing sound was not a lie. He wanted to crawl it yo a rock and die right now for making such an absurd noise like a squeal.

"EEEEEH! NOOO! IHIHIHI GIVE I GIVE HAHAHA SLOHOHOHOW DOHOHOWN!"

"Ehh? Already? Wow, that didn't take long?" Suo teased, and Umemiya winked back, stopping gradually as he persisted, "Tell me, kid~"

"Ahahahahaha ohoohohohok ohohohok! Ihihihits yohohour duhuhuhuhumb plahahahant thehehe ohohone Kohohohotahaha gahahave yahahaha!"

Sakura confessed... all it took was a tickle to his armpits to spill the milk.

Umemiya stopped instantly. Uh oh... all of that may be fun and games but Nirei realised that they were suppose to keep him distracted not make Sakira confess...

Umemiya sigh, scratching the back of his head, "Well I wanted to make Sakura confess about liking to be tickled... I almost forgot why I started this..." he smiled now ruffling Sakura's messed up hair and his still blushing face flowing more red.

"Well im glad you kept your comradeship safe sweet brother" Umemiya grinned.

Sakura blushed to the tips of his ears, huffing, "Not like I did anythjnf but be a victim..."

It was all OK...

"So... what's this about my plant?"

Or... It wasn't

"Did I hear you say it was Kotoha's plant?" Umemiya's smile darkened, sweet to bitter ...its bad now.

Sakura gulped but suo being the rescuer instantly grabbed everyone and scurried away before the leader of Borfurin could catch up.

Sakura couldn't say he hated his day but he really wondered what happened to the tomato plant Hiragi said he was gonna replace...

No one will know the depths Hajime Umemiya would go to cherish what Kotoha gave him.

Sakura shivered... a bigger tickle monster is lurking inside the leader.

The end was rushed, ik! Ik! It came too cute, too, so the plot was messy! Sorryyyyy my badddd also don't blame me! It's so late, and I'm hyper from caffeine! Byeee

[yakuly]

𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚

𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙇𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙖

𝙋𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙧𝙖𝙨: 3.014

𝘼𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙨: Mask kink; tentativa de suspense; sexo desprotegido (pessoas gostosas usam camisinha!); sexo no espelho; palavrão; sexo explícito;

𝙉/𝘼: É como dizem: "quem é vivo sempre aparece"! Não tenho muito que dizer, apenas agradecer meu tiktok por me bombardear com edits do primeiro filme de Pânico, pois agora esse é meu novo hiperfoco :), apesar de nunca ter assistido o filme de fato – se ficou muito perceptivo, relevem, por favor!– Com isso + a beleza de Bang Chan, nasceu esse querido imagine aqui, que quase que não sai, mas para felicidade geral da nação, saiu. Será que podemos considerar como uma mini participação minha de Kinktober?

𝙉/𝘼²: Enquanto terminava de escrever, uma ideia de um segundo final, não muito fofo me ocorreu. E apesar de não ser meu gênero de escrita, resolvi tentar mesmo assim. Então caso alguém queira ler o imagine (sim, postarei o imagine inteiro, mon amours!) mas com um final alternativo, basta clicar aqui em baixo:

[ 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐨 ]

01° de outubro, e para Christopher Bang isso significa apenas uma coisa: uma namorada feliz e levemente assustadora. Outubro é simplesmente seu mês favorito do ano todo, trazendo consigo as melhores temperaturas, as melhores atividades, as melhores maratonas de filmes, e claro, o arrepio na nuca do terror e do horror do halloween.

Uma das primeiras coisas que Chris aprendeu sobre – e amar – você foi a sua paixão pela época do ano, tratando a festividade quase como um feriado religioso. Todo final de setembro você começa a preparar um planner bem detalhado e recheado para outubro, e claro, maratona de filmes clássicos estão sempre presentes, independente da ordem.

Como um bom namorado, Christopher sabe exatamente qual a sua franquia de filmes favorita: "Pânico". Mais especificamente, o primeiro, lançado em 1996. Quando te perguntou em um dia qualquer, o rapaz não esperava ver seus olhos brilharem tanto, com tanta animação que o pegou desprevenido.

"Meu Deus, esse filme é o melhor! Olha, eu sei que muita gente prefere os outros, mas esse é um clássico dos clássicos! Os primeiros ghostfaces, as falas icônicas, a Sydney..."

Chris percebeu também a sua paixão pelo assassino mascarado. Não somente pelos personagens Billy e Stu, mas pela figura mascarada. Ele não conseguia ignorar como sua respiração ficava descompassada sempre que ele entra em cena, pronto para levar a vida de um personagem; ou omodo como você acabava por esfregar uma cona ma outro, pendendo a cabeça para o lado, no que pareciam ser suas cenas favoritas.

E apesar do seu interesse fictício ser um pouco incomum, seu namorado Christopher que te ama tanto quer fazer uma bela surpresa de Halloween!

...

É uma sexta-feira qualquer na sua vida, seguindo rigorosamente seu planejamento mensal, com um balde de pipoca e sua franquia de filmes favorita, mas sem seu namorado, que precisou cancelar a noite do filme pois tinha uma reunião muito importante na JYPE. Uma pena mesmo!

"Quem foi o assassino no primeiro ato?" Você assiste a voz mascarada perguntar à personagem da Jena Ortega. "Billy Loomis!" No momento em que a garota diz ao telefone você rola os olhos colocando mais pipoca na boca.

"Ah, desculpa Tara, mas não está certo..." Absorta na cena você repete as falas junto ao assassino "A resposta certa é Billy Loomis e Stu Macher. São dois assassinos no ato original"

— Viu? Se não tivesse esquecido do Stu você não morreria, vadia burra!

Infelizmente seu telefone começa a tocar, mas no identificador consta apenas um número desconhecido que você ignora. 1 vez... 2 vezes... 3 vezes, até você atender frustrada com a interrupção.

— Alô? — atende passando o filme. Nos primeiros segundos só consegue ouvir uma respiração abafada, então decide desligar, mas a voz se manifesta do outro lado da linha.

"Olá S/n." a voz abafada soa arrastada, e um arrepio sobe a sua espinha. Você olha novamente a identificação apenas para encontrar as palavras "número desconhecido" brilhando.

— Quem é você? —pergunta obviamente confusa, e já deixando o pote de pipocas de lado.

"Alguém que te conhece muito, muito bem"

Seu coração começa a bater mais forte e rápido. Você tenta se recordar se viu alguma notícia de morte suspeita, mas nada, e apesar de seu consciente começar a brigar com você mesma, não consegue deixar de lado o pensamento de que finalmente um louco da cabeça resolveu trazer Pânico para a vida real, e escolheu logo você como sua primeira vítima.

— Você acha que eu vou cair nessa brincadeirinha? Uma cópia mal feita do filme...— Você tenta soar o mais confiante possível, apesar de já estar duvidando da realidade.

"Tudo bem, vamos brincar de verdade ou verdade..." a voz diz, e você se agarra ao telefone, enquanto a imagem congelada do próprio ghostface te encara no filme pausado. "Eu falo um fato sobre você, e você me confirma se é verdade, certo?"

— T-tudo bem...

"É verdade que você ama Halloween" a primeira pergunta é feita, e você demora um pouquinho de tempo para responder, deixando a pessoa estranha impaciente "Responde S/n, é verdade?"

— Sim...é sim.

"Ótimo. Próxima pergunta...é verdade que você ama os filmes de Pânico?" Dessa vez você confirma mais rápido, e o outro lado da linha parece bem satisfeito. Você sente seu coração bater mais rápido a cada segundo que passa, assim como sua respiração, e você tenta ao máximo não deixar transparecer, ao mesmo tempo que decide se deve olhar na janela ou não. "Você está indo bem...é verdade que você tem um namorado?"

— Sim, é verdade...o-o que você quer com ele?

"É verdade que seu namorado faria de tudo por você?" Meu Deus, o que essa pessoa tem com Chris?! Você confirma pensando no seu namorado perfeito e no quanto você o ama. "Lembre-se disso, pimpolho." E com isso a ligação é encerrada.

Pimpolho? As únicas pessoas que te chamavam assim eram seus pais até os seus 12 anos, e nunca mais ninguém soube disso...A não ser...Christopher. poderia Bang Chan estar por trás disso?

A sua mente gira em círculos tentando entender o que está acontecendo, quando um vulto surge no seu corredor entre as escadas e a sala, sendo iluminado pela luz da cozinha. A primeira coisa que você vê é a máscara de ghostface te encarando, mas ao invés da capa e luvas, era uma roupa e um corpo que você reconheceria em qualquer lugar. Calças pretas justas, e a camisa preta que você o presenteou, que felizmente era incrivelmente justa ao corpo, com um coração vermelho se derramando no peito.

Você finalmente entende. Seu namorado perfeito armou um jeito de ser o seu ghostface no seu mês favorito, do melhor jeito possível. E de repente, o nervosismo se tornou excitação, e você estava pronta para pular nele. Bang Chan do lado mascarado, lê o seu comportamento corporal, percebendo que você entendeu o que estava acontecendo, observando como seus olhos o devoravam, como a sua cabeça pendeu levemente pro lado, e você passou a morder seu lábio. Excelente! O plano deu certo!

Os dois se encaram por longos segundos, enquanto um sorriso malicioso surge no canto do seu lábio, enquanto Chris faz o movimento de cabeça igual ao do personagem cinematográfico. Você se levanta do sofá, e anda lentamente, se aproximando do rapaz, aproveitando para movimentar bem os quadris no ato.

— Então, você me me ligou...— não é uma pergunta, apenas uma estatação da situação, que é confirmada por ele — eu tenho um namorado, sabia?! — você argumenta tentando ser convincente, mas piscando "inocentemente" para a máscara impassível — mas você não se importa, não é? — é como resposta o homem nega com a cabeça. Sorrindo, você repete uma das cenas icônicas do filme: — Você quer brincar de assassino psicopata? — Chris confirma com a cabeça, e você continua, fazendo uma voz falsa de vitima de filme — tá, tudo bem... por favor não me mate Sr. Ghostface! Eu quero estar na sequência!

Sorrindo você tenta passar pelo corpo do rapaz, acreditando que ele iria te seguir, mas ele te pega de surpresa, te pressionando na parede do corredor, com a mão firme em seu pescoço, pressionando no local certo para arrancar o ar dos seus pulmões, te fazendo revirar os olhos.

— Que tal uma brincadeirinha diferente? — Abafada pela máscara a voz de Christopher fica aindamais atraente, e o fato do rosto do homem estar tão próximo do seu não ajudava em nada na sua excitação. Perdida em pensamentos impuros e ávidos para as brincadeiras de verdade, você demora va entender que ele tinha começado a contar, e então precisou de um esforço maior para perceber que você precisava correr e se esconder.

...5... A escada que liga os andares do casa pareciam ter dobrado de quantidade, e mesmo subindo 2 de cada vez, eles pareciam não ter fim ...

...4... você só tem duas opções para se esconder : seu banheiro, ou seu quarto. Ambas as portas te encaram, mas você não consegue se decidir qual a melhor opção...

...3... ao olhar o banheiro, seu cérebro tenta enlistar os possíveis lugares para se esconder, mas apesar da falta de luminosidade, você não tem muitas opções...

...2... tem o gabinete embaixo da pia, mas você não cabe, já que ele é pequeno de mais, e ir para atrás da cortina da banheira, é a ideia mais ridículo do mundo! Então você só tem uma opção...

...1... tudo bem, você conseguiu chegar a tempo no quarto! Está tido sob controle, você ainda tem tempo! Mas onde se esconder? Embaixo da cama? Dentro do armário? Atrás do guarda roupa?

É o momento em que você percebe que o andar de baixo está muito silencioso. O mascarado não estava mais contando e você não ouvia passos. Tentando raciocinar o que pode ter acontecido, seus olhos se movem pelo quarto, até pararem na janela, que no momento também parecia um espelho, mostrando a figura de preto logo atrás de você.

— Por favor...— Você súplica se virando de frente para ele, e as mãos do rapaz vão direto para seu pescoço novamente, te fazendo revirar os olhos. Tentando continuar no teatro, e não demonstrar o quão excitada está, usa a sua voz mãos desesperada, segurando o braço que te segurava. — eu faço o que quiser...

— Ah...música para meus ouvidos...

Usando a outra mão livre, o homem a prende nos seus cabelos na nuca, te puxando para baixo, te fazendo se ajoelhar. Você entende o comando de cabeca lhe dado, e abre o cinto que segura a calça preta justa, e assim que abre a peça, a desce até seus joelhos, junto com sua cueca, liberando seu membro já ereto. Sua boca saliva com a visão: seu namorado com a máscara mais atraente do mundo, com a camisa mais gostosa do mundo, com o pau mais delicioso do mundo, te encarando.

Pegando o pênis que já estava melecado de pré gozo, você o coloca na boca, sentindo o peso delicioso na sua boca. Movimentando sua cabeça lentamente, em um movimento de vai e vem, o olhando com grandes olhos pidões. Mas o rapaz não tem planos de te deixar no comando, usando a mão na sua nuca, para se forçar para dentro da sua boca, te surpreendendo enquanto ele solta um grunhido alto de satisfação.

Christopher estava cada vez mais incisivo com seus movimentos, não só com a mão, pressionando seu rosto contra o dele, mas também movimentando os quadris contra sua boca, fazendo seu membro chegar até a ponta da sua garganta, e voce pressionar suas unhas nas coxas masculinas, tentando nao se perder na situação. Seu namorado sempre foi mais dominante no quarto, mas dessa vez a máscara parecia ter libertado uma fera que ele tentava prender. Fera essa que fodia sua boca e preenchia o quarto com gemidos roucos e abafados pela máscara

Você sente as veias do seu membro ficarem mais grossas, e o pênis do rapaz se contrair na sua boca, indicando que ele estava perto do orgasmo, mas ele se retira da sua boca, ato que você não gosta nenhum pouco, tentando o pegar novamente, mas recebendo um leve tapa na mão para te afastar. Bang Chan observa seus olhos vítreos, as bochechas vermelhas, e o modo como a saliva se mistura com seus próprios fluidos ainda conectaram seu pênis com a sua boca. Como ele queria poder gravar essa cena para sempre!

Ele passa a mão por seu rosto, te acariciando, e claro você aproveita o momento. Com uma ordem abafada, ele te auxilia a ficar de pé, te fazendo caminhar até o pé da sua cama, onde te coloca de quatro, de frente para um espelho que você tinha certeza que ficava do outro lado do quarto. O rapaz enrola seu cabelo no pulso, fazendo como um nada eficiente rabo de cavalo, mas um cabresto bem útil.

Bang chan puxa sua cabeça pra trás, te fazendo grunir de dor, excitação e surpresa, sua máscara se aproximando lentamente do seu ouvido. "Novo joguinho, vamos ver se você vai ser melhor nesse, tudo bem?" Apesar das palavras ameaçadoras, você não conseguia sentir nada além de excitação. Ainda no teatro, você confirma com a cabeça avidamente "Você só pode gozar, quando eu disser, entendido?"

O corpo do moreno se afasta de você apenas para poder te livrar dos seus shorts e calcinha, que estava extremamente molhada com a sua excitação. Se posicionando atrás de você, Christopher afasta suas pernas, se alinhando na sua boceta. Ao invés de te penetraram de uma vez, o mascarado brinca com o próprio membro, o melecando com a sua excitacao, ao mesmo tempo vendo sua reação através do espelho. O modo como tombou a cabeça, jogando sua bunda delicioso para trás, em busca de mais dele.

Com um forte tapa em uma das suas nádegas ele te segura pela cintura, e te penetra, arrancando o ar dos seus pulmões. Suas estocadas começam lentas, mas precisas, saindo completamente de você, só para poder entrar novamente, mas ainda mais fundo. Ele coloca o corpo sob o seu, puxando seu cabelo novamente, mas posicionando sua cabeça para que você veja bem o reflexo de seus corpos se movimento em cada estocada.

— Olhos no espelho garotinha, se você parar, eu paro. Entendido?

Com você repetindo sim, e implorando pra ele não parar, Christopher sorri dentro da máscara. Ele sempre amou a garotinha obediente dele, e sabia que hoje não seria diferente.

O rapaz levanta a camisa grande do seu corpo (que na realidade você o roubou), e massageia seu seio, brincando com um de seus mamilos, arrancando um gemido mais agudo da sua doce boquinha. Ele então passa a estocar mais rápido, te fazendo revirar os olhos, e quando você os fecha por dois segundos para se concentrar em não gostar, ele para. Abrindo os olhos, você resmunga "não...por favor..." e Chris repete o movimento de cabeça dos personagens que você tanto ama, sentindo sua boceta se contrair com ele dentro.

— Olhos no espelho princesa! — ele avisa, arrastando o modo de falar, cada segundo se parecendo ainda mais com os primeiros assassinos.

Bang chan volta com as estocadas, mas ele estaria mentindo se dissesse que não estava prestes a gozar. A visão de te ter de quatro, seu rosto no espelho se contorcendo de pazer, com a bochecha ainda molhada com fluidos dos dois, as bochechas ruborizadas e os olhos lutando para ficarem abertos, o encarando com um desejo hipnotizador. Sua boceta tão quente e molhada, o fazendo deslizar como nunca, e sua própria excitação melecando não somente sua bunda, mas também como a virilha e as coxas dele. Você está em todo lugar, e é por isso que ele decidiu fazer essa surpresa em primeiro lugar.

Seu namorado mascarado abaixa seu tronco no colchão, fazendo seu quadril ficar mais alto, e ele ter acessos mais profundos. Aumentando a velocidade das estocadas, mas sem te dar nenhuma permissão. Como imaginado seus gemidos aumentam de volume, e suas unhas se prendem no colchão, e a cama passa a fazer muito barulho, batendo contra a parede.

— Por favor...por favor, eu preciso gozar! — você começa a pedir quando sente o no no estômago começar a ficar cada vez mais forte, e Bang Chan acertar seu ponto G. Você não poderia aguentar por muito tempo.

—Implora pra mim, meu amor. — Christopher comanda, parando apenas para te ouvir pedir, com mais clareza. — Auto e bom tom. Auto o suficiente pro seu namoradinho te ouvir implorar pra um cara que você não conhece terminar de te comer de jeito! — ele manda e você o faz.

— Por favor! Por favor senhor ghostface! Me faz gozar como nunca! Por favor!

Satisfeito, o moreno volta a estocar como antes, rápido e preciso, te segurando firme contra o colchão. O nó no seu estômago, volta a se apertar, o ar dos seus pulmões some, e você não consegue mais manter o olhar no espelho. Seu namorado não estava muito atrás, tendo a mesma sensação no próprio corpo, sentindo seu abdômen se contrair, e seu membro começar a se contrair também. Em questão de segundos, com ambos os gemidos preenchendo o quarto, os dois gozam juntos.

Ambas as respirações estão rápidas e pesadas, quando Christopher finalmente tira a máscara, mostrando sua bochecha também vermelha do calor da máscara, e das sua ultima atividade, e ele completamente descabelado ppr conta da forma em que ele tirou a máscara do rosto. Ele sai de dentro de você, espalhando o gozo dos dois pela cama.

Você apaga por alguns segundos, enquanto seu namorado sorri com a sua moleza e limpa seu corpo, e da um jeito de trocar a roupa de cama, enquanto você deita na mesma, uma tarefa difícil, mas que ele conseguiu mesmo assim.

Quando você finalmente acorda, está deitada sob o peito do moreno, enquanto ele te faz cafuné. Piscando algumas vezes você grune sentindo dor por quase o corpo todo. Christopher sorri docemente pra você.

— Bem vinda de volta meu amor! — ele sorri te apertando contra ele. Você sorri se aconchegante no cheiro reconfortante do seu namorado. — Como se sente?

— Como se você tivesse tirado meus órgãos do lugar. — Você grune e ele solta uma risadinha. — Não acredito que preparou isso pra mim!

— Eu sei que você ama Halloween e que fica excitada quando assiste Pânico. — ele comenta, recebendo um leve tapa de você, que fica envergonhada. Após alguns segundos de silêncio, o moreno pergunta: —Você realmente achou que ficou mal feito?

— O que?! — você se levanta, ficando apoiada no próprio braço pra poder observar seu namorado mais atentamente. — Você realmente me enganou! Eu só comecei a falar aquilo pra ver se você parava de me assustar! Eu realmente amei.

A sinceridade no seu olhar e voz fizeram o coração de Christopher bater mais rápido. Um lindo sorriso surge em seu rosto, e ele te puxa para um beijo lento e amoroso. Distribuindo beijos por seu rosto, ele faz uma excelente proposta:

— O que acha de um segundo round no banheiro? Dessa vez com mais calma, romance e com seu namorado, hum?

E é sempre difícil de negar um pedido tão especial como esse.

[hearted-anon]

Ler wolf channie..GRRHSHSIDHDI

ler wolf channie who has the insatiable urge to do something, staying in his den left him with absolutely nothing to do besides wait for his pack to come back.

ler wolf channie who crawls out into the forest, unable to sniff out any of his pack’s scents, knowing that he’s free to explore wherever he wished.

ler wolf channie who spots an ethereal looking human in the distance, feeling his tail immediately wag just looking at them.

ler wolf channie who blushes furiously from embarrassment when the human takes sight of him from his wagging tail, getting up and preparing to run out of fear.

ler wolf channie who takes it as a playful game to catch up to the human, immediately pouncing onto the human gently and panting happily from the new game that he’s playing, squishing the human like dough underneath him.

ler wolf channie who smiles from ear to ear when his tail rubs against the human’s side, earning a panicked squeak from below him; he knew what it meant from his playful fights with his own pack.

ler wolf channie who immediately rakes his claws softly up and down the human’s ribs, trying to be gentle not to injure his new ‘friend’, his tail doing its work on one of the human’s underarms.

ler wolf channie who smiles like an idiot when he sees the guy burst into high pitched cackles, pounding the grass as he tries to crawl away to no avail, screaming in hysterics when fluffy wolf ears find their way to his neck.

ler wolf channie who reluctantly lets his friend go when he sees the human on the verge of passing out, slowly climbing off him and staring his ‘friend’ with his scent by secretly rubbing his paws onto his cheeks to wipe away the tears; he was going to find him no matter what.

ler wolf channie who makes a new friend called “changbin”, eagerly waiting for the next time he picks up his own scent in the near forest.

[allnightstay]

Day 21 - Costume

Summary: Bang Chan playfully tickles Changbin to bring out his Halloween spirit, turning costume prep into chaotic laughter and friendly teasing.

Lee: Changbin

Ler: Bang Chan

A/N: I love these two together 💓 that is all mmkay

It was the night before Halloween, and the Stray Kids dorm was a battlefield of fabric, accessories, and abandoned costume ideas. Bang Chan, perched on the couch, adjusted the wolf ears on his head with a sigh.

“This was supposed to be easy,” he muttered, glancing at Changbin, who was holding up a vampire cape and inspecting it in the mirror.

“Easy? We can’t half-do Halloween, Chan,” Changbin said, draping the cape over his shoulders dramatically. He gave a satisfied smirk. “See? I look amazing.”

Bang Chan chuckled. “Yeah, yeah, you always look amazing. But you know what’s missing?” He tilted his head, a mischievous gleam flickering in his eyes.

Changbin narrowed his gaze. “What?”

“Commitment.” Bang Chan stood up, adjusting the fuzzy paws on his hands. “You gotta feel the character.”

“I am the character,” Changbin huffed, flipping the cape dramatically. “What more do you want?”

Chan’s grin widened. “A little... enthusiasm.” Without warning, he lunged forward and tackled Changbin onto the couch, pinning him down.

Changbin squawked in surprise. “Yah! What are you doing?!” He struggled under Chan’s grip, but his movements were limited by the swish of the cape.

“Just helping you loosen up a bit,” Chan teased, his wolf paws wriggling mischievously over Changbin’s sides.

“W-wahahahait, no!!” Changbin barely had time to process what was happening before Chan’s paws began skittering along his ribs.

A laugh burst from Changbin’s mouth, sudden and loud. “Hahahahaha!! Chan, stohohohop! I’m- nahahahahaha-I’m wearing a cape!”

“And it’s a great cape,” Chan said between chuckles. “But even vampires need to laugh.” He doubled down, running his faux-furry paws along Changbin’s sides and under his arms.

Changbin squirmed helplessly beneath him, laughter spilling out uncontrollably. “Hahaha! Chahahahan, stohohohohop-nohoho! Th-this isn’t fahahahahair!”

“Not until you show a little more Halloween spirit,” Chan teased, fingers working skillfully over Changbin’s ribs and waist.

Changbin kicked his legs, gasping for breath between fits of giggles. “I-I’m spirited! Hahahaha! I swehehehehear!”

Chan laughed along with him, delighted by how easily Changbin broke under the ticklish assault. “See? Was that so hard?”

“YEHEHEHEHES!” Changbin shrieked, twisting under Chan’s hands but unable to break free. His laughter grew louder as Chan targeted the spot just beneath his ribs, sending him into hysterics.

“Alright, alright,” Chan finally relented, releasing him with a grin. “You’re in the Halloween spirit now, I’ll give you that.”

Gasping for air, Changbin lay sprawled on the couch, glaring up at Chan between breathless giggles. “You… are the worst.”

Chan plopped down beside him, adjusting his wolf ears smugly. “Nah, you love me.”

Changbin swatted weakly at him, still catching his breath. “One day, I’m gonna get you back for this.”

Chan laughed, draping an arm over Changbin’s shoulder. “I look forward to it.”

Changbin rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Next time, you wear the cape.”

Chan grinned back. “Deal.”

[soap143]

Say please?

Lee!Felix

Ler!Chan

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Last night, Felix went to bed early in hopes of killing that horrible lee mood that he had just gotten. However, when he woke up, not only was the lee mood not gone but it had gotten much worse.

Today was supposed to be a pretty busy day, so the long haired boy hoped that all that work would help him forget the feeling. After having a quick breakfast, him and his bandmates headed to dance pratice, where they practiced their new choreography for a couple hours. While he was working on a specific move, Lee Know had walked up to him, trying to correct him by gripping his sides in an attempt to show him in which direction his hips should be facing. But that didn’t quite turn out the way it was supposed to… Felix was pretty ticklish and combined with his mood, he almost crumbled to the ground, even if he knew that the cat boy had no intentions in tickling him.

But it didn’t stop there. He was in the studio, recording some songs for their new comeback. It felt like he had repeated the same lines 100 times, but he still just couldn’t get them quite right. He started groaning and stomping around like a child, when he heard Chan’s voice through his headphones “Felix, if you don’t get these line one more time, I swear I will tickle you to tears~!” Chan was obviously joking around, but it still left blushing and fantasizing about it.

When all of their work of the day was done, it was almost 9;00 pm. Once everyone arrived back into their dorms, Felix ran into the bathroom to shower first. After a relaxing warm shower, he wrapped himself in a soft towel, only to realise that he hadn’t grabbed any clean clothes. It didn’t really matter anyway though, because it’s like they would see anything new (i am pretty sure they’ve seen eachother naked more than one time). So, he just walked to his room with only a towel wraped around his waist. As he entered his room, he was ready to take off the towel covering him, but then he heard a voice, scaring him to death “Don’t get undressed Yongbok! I’m in here, you know? Disgusting!” “BANG CHRISTOPHER CHAN! Do you know how much you scared me?!” His australian brother just giggled “Atleast put on some underwear or something before I talk to you… I won’t look!” Chan said as he turned his head the other way. Felix just groaned and went over to his closet to get some boxers and shorts. “Now that you’re dressed a bit more appropriately I can talk to you” “Shut up! (imagine this with a heavy australian accent) “Ok so, I see how jumpy and giggly you were all day. Are you perhaps in a lee mood?” what. How could Chan possibly know what that even is?! Felix couldn’t help but get all red and flustered “W-what is that…” “A what? A lee mood? You probably wonder how I found out? Haven’t you seen it? Your tumblr account got leaked! I didn’t even know that app existed until news came out and it was so surprising because…” Oh. My. God. His tumblr account got what now? He didn’t even post anything on there! This must be the most embarassing thing ever! He was sure he was so red by now… “Hello? Are you even listening to me?” “W-what? How?!” “Ihihi’m just kidding, it hasn’t been leaked, I just found it myself…” “You don’t even know if it was me!” “Oh, please, you leave your phone unlocked far too often” “I don’t! I just told you my password because I trusted you. Obviously I don’t anymore…” “Oh please Lix, I’m not mad or disgusted or whatever, I just want to help you” “W-with what?” “Are you stupid on purpose? Your l-e-e mood!” the chick didn’t even want to know how red he was… “I-I’m not in whatever mood that is” Felix angrily said, turning away from his hyung. He thought that Chan would leave the subject and go do his own thing, but, as he was choosing what shirt to wear, the kangaroo walked up behind him and picked him up by grabbing Lixxie by the waist and carried him to the bed “Dour nourt(it’s like do not but with an aussie accent) try to even deny it, mate” Felix just gulped and anticipated the lers next moves “Well?” Chan asked, laying the boy down onto his bed and sitting on his hips “…Well w- what?” Felix had his eyes wide open, scanning his hyung’s body, registering every single move that he might be able of predicting “Are you being stupid on purpose? Well, are you going to admit it or should I force it out of you?” the blonde(i forgor if his hair is actually blonde atm) haired boy gulped, looking away from the threatining gaze. Chan wasn’t trying to be mean, he was just playing around, not actually trying to scare the younger.

This is killing me! If only Chan knew…

But Chan did know, Yongbok was just in deep denial. Not like he would admit it, but Felix was unknowingly trying to get his bandmate to discover his precious secret. Before, he would even delete the app when he was simply around Chan or just the group, but, as time passed, he started to even leave the app oppened and would sometimes use it around them. Chris knew.

“Alright, alright, I won’t torture for any longer, but I’ll atleast give you 3 more seconds to speak before I start” “Speak about wha-“ “One..!” “Wait, Channie Hyu-“ “Two…!” “CHAN WAHAHAIT-“ “Three! Too bad you didn’t get to say much, Lix…” Without a warning, Chan dug into the lee’s sides “CHAHAHAHAHAN WAHAHAHAIT WAHA- PLEHEHAHAHSEHE” His hysterical laughter only amused the older, leaving him hungry for more giggles “Aww, but we’ve just started! Plus, didn’t you want this? There’s no time to wait~” Felix’s lee mood, ticklishness and Chan’s teasing all combined left the poor boy squirming and jerking around, trying his best to stop his arms from disturbing the tickler “ANOHOHOHOHOTHER SPOHOHOHOHOT PLEHEHEHEHEHEAHASE! CHAHAHAHAN!” “Oh? Wreck another spot at the same time aswell? Why didn’t you just ask?” When Chan looked up to see his friend’s face, he was met with a pinkish-redish laughing mess. The blush had ran down from his ears to his cheek and was slowly leaking onto his neck. Cute. The fact that ge was probably enjoying this made the process even more fun and cute “Felix, do you know what my favourite berry is? Except from my own, of course” The kangaroo slowed down his attack to let the younger speak “I dohohon’t know and don’t wanna kn-OHOHOHOHO GAHAHAHAHAHA CHAHAHAN!” Lix’s deep belly laugher soon was escaping his throat as Chan pressed his lips onto the victim’s side and blew a big raspberry. But Chan wouldn’t stay in one spot for long, he kept on switching between his stomach, sides and V line, sometimes going up to his ribs. At this point Felix felt like he could not keep his arms away from his attacker, he just wasn’t able of taking so many rough tickles in all of his worst spots “CH-CHAHAHAHAHAN! MIHIHSTER BAHAHAHAHANG! PLEHEHEASE PLEHEHEHEHASE ANOHOHOTHER SPO- SPOHOHOHOHOHT!” When Felix begged like that, Chan felt obligated to oblige “Fine~ But you have to choose what spot, because it’s just too hard to pick one myself” the ler sheepishly smiled, turning his gaze back onto his aussie soulmate. Felix took too long to recolect himself and answer, or maybe he just had nothing to say “Alright, you’re taking your time on purpose~ I know it’s hard to choose one place when you’re too damn ticklish everywhere…” Chan shook his head side to side, resembling dissapointment. Felix just blushed and looked away, too flustered to speak “I’m not going to do anything if you stay quiet. Don’t worry, we have plenty of time, I can wait” Chan looked down, mischievously smiling, knowing that this was killing the younger “You’re so anohohoying, just do it!” “Say please…?” Felix bit the inside of his cheecks, feeling his stomach do front and backflip at the same time. The anticipation was eating him alive, so, knowing that his very much awaited award was one word away, gave him a sudden burst of confidence “PLEASE BANG CHRISTOPHER CHAN T-TICKLE ME!” said man flinched, almost jumping away from his victim “Well, if you say so~” He teasingly placed his palms onto his sides and slowly pressed his fingers onto the lee’s tender skin. Felix looked down, processing and trying to predict his ler’s future moves. His eyes moved up and down onto Chan’s face and back to his hands, dreading every second that passed. Chan on the other hand found the younger’s torture rather amusing.

To Felix’s surprise, Chan got inpatient aswell, digging his fingers into the poor boy’s sides “OHOHOHOHOHOHO GOOHOD CHAHAHAN PL-PLEHEHEASE!” Yongbok started begging alomost immediately “Wait, didn’t I already tickle your sides?” “YEHEHEHEHS!” “Why didn’t you tell me?! I just waisted so much precious time when I could’ve been-“ “CH-CHAHAHAHAHN STOHOHOP TEHEHEHEASING!” said man just smiled, moving his torturous moves down to his victim’s legs and pressed his fingers deep into the muscle making Felix agressively flinch to the side “AHAHAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUHUHUNG” “What is it, Felix?” “WAHAHAHAHAIT WHAHAHT JUHUHST AHAHA SEHEHECOND PLEHEHEASE!!” Chan was ruthless, but not cruel, so, per the sunshine’s request, he stopped his quick fingers “What is it?” Words could not express how worried he was after he checked the state of his bandmate — not only were his face,neck and ears beet red, but also his whole upper body. Chan watched with horror in his eyes, afraid he might have crossed a couple lines “I- I” Felix was still catching his breath “I want to t-tickle me harder” he said, completely exhausted. The kangaroo glanced at him with an eyebrow raised “I would agree, but Felix, I think you’re too tired for that…” “NO Chan I promise I-Ihi’m not tired a-“ Felix cut himself of by falling alseep. Chris looked at him with heart eyes, simply adoring the sigh that he had just witnessed.

The elder picked up the long haired boy up and carefully laid him down properly and tucked him into his bed. He made sure to not forget his younger brother’s speacial request to completely satisfy his mood the next morning…

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Hey, sorry for not updating in so long! This fic has been in my drafts for a long time and I’ve finnaly finished it. I hope you enjoyed

[hearts444innie]

Bang Chan lee/ler head-cannons

Here is channie!! :3 Seungmin is the next and final one then I can finally post the changbin fic 😽

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Lee:

᯽- shy asf and will try to cover his face

᯽-can’t handle teases

᯽-his thighs are the worst and will send him into a laughing mess

᯽-keeps screaming stop but doesn’t actually want it to

᯽- will get sad when they actually stop with a “why did you stop?”

᯽- hates when they tell tell him that he has to ask for it

Ler:

᯽-type to be gentle

᯽-uses a baby voice especially on his precious Maknae

᯽-ticklish kisses on his lees>>>>>

᯽-tells his lee how cute their laughter is to get them even more flustered 😭

᯽- likes making boop noises when poking around skin

᯽-neck nuzzles >>>>>

[jungkookslipring]

ooh ooh how about lee! Know and ler! Hyunjin 😏

I got multiple requests for Lee! Lee Know and Ler! Hyunjin so hopefully I am able to fulfill everyone's request with this fic! Enjoy!

Lee! Lee Know

Ler! Hyunjin

You're Next

Hyunjin was never safe around Lee Know. He couldn't sit, lift his arms, or expose any vulnerable parts of his body without one of the biggest lers getting a good poke or squeeze out of him. It didn't matter if they were in public, at dance practice, on stage, or at the dorms, Hyunjin was always a victim, which he lowkey didn't mind, but he wanted revenge. He wanted Lee Know to get a taste of his own medicine.

And that was when his plan was put into place.

Hyunjin wasn't exactly positive about how he was going to execute it, but he was ready to get his hands on his mischievous older brother. All of the guys were planning on hanging out at the 3racha + Hyunjin dorm during the evening to watch movies, so Hyunjin thought it would be the perfect opportunity in case he needed backup. The vocal/dance racha duos brought snacks and drinks while 3racha set up the blanket fort, Hyunjin helping grab pillows and blankets from everyone's rooms. He was nervous because he had tried to get Lee Know back before, but he's so strong and quick with his moves that its always Hyunjin who gets wrecked. They had a busy few weeks, to say the least, so it was safe to say everyone was beyond tired and just needing to take the edge off. This was perfect.

Once everyone was settled, Hyunjin handed the remote off to IN to pick out a movie. While they scrolled the countless options, Lee Know came and made himself comfy between Hyunjin's already spread apart legs, his back leaning against his chest. Lee Know was definitely exhausted from promotions, and he was ready to just relax. Hyunjin almost felt guilty for trying to get his revenge, but Lee Know didn't hate the idea of being tickled, it was just that he was hardly ever a victim. Hyunjin mindlessly wrapped his arms around Lee Know's torso as the older relaxed in his hold. Hyunjin's thumb stroked up and down Lee Know's stomach, while the lead dancer of dance racha sank further into Hyunjin's grip. Hyunjin completely forgot his plan when he started lightly scratching his tummy, earning a grin from Lee Know. It wasn't till Lee Know started silently giggling, trying to brush it off but struggling because he was just as sensitive as some of the most ticklish members. He tapped his hand lightly on Hyunjin's hand.

"You're tickling me, Jinnie," Lee Know whispered with a slightly embarrased smile. Hyunjin cooed at his reaction.

"Am I?" Hyunjin asked as he started scratching his tummy again, this time putting a little more pressure at the end of his finger tips. Lee Know accidently let out a louder giggle, quickly biting his lip.

"hmmhmhmhhmhm" Lee Know giggled trying so hard not to literally laugh out loud.

"What's the matter, Hyungie?" Hyunjin whispered in his ear when he wrapped his legs around Lee Know's waist, earning a squeak from the older. At that point, no one was paying attention until Hyunjin got a little daring and tightened himself around Lee Know as much as possible without hurting him, and dug his fingers into his tummy, making the lee squeal before bursting into full blown laughter.

"Hyunjinahahahahhahahahaha!" he squealed as he tried batting his hands away. Hyunjin couldn't help but laugh along with him when he saw his Hyung smiling from ear to ear, his eyes squeezed shut as his tummy was overwhelmed by all the attention it was getting.

"Awww Lee Know's so cute!" Bang Chan cooed as the others watched in fondness. They haven't seen Lee Know laugh like this in a while. The older definitely needed it.

"Tickle tickle tickle!" Hyunjin teased as he kept up his simple actions of squeezing and poking Lee Know's stomach while the older one of the two squirmed and squealed and belly laughed to his heart's content. His cheeks were definitely going to hurt after this.

"Ihihihit tickles so bahahahahad!" he squeaked when Hyunjin's hand went under his shirt.

"HYUNJINAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Lee Know screeched when Hyunjin's hand found its way to his top ribs. The older was going balistic.

"JINNIEHEHEHEHAHAHHAHAHA!" Lee Know was losing his mind. Hyunjin was too quick with his tickles and Lee Know was way too tired to fight back. He didn't mind though, and Hyunjin could sense that.

"You love it Hyungieeee," he sang as Lee Know's face turned an adorable shade of pink. Lee Know couldn't fight anymore as he threw his head back on Hyunjin's shoulder, just letting the ticklish feeling take over as the other guys in the room cooed at their brother squealing with glee. After about 10 or so minutes of nonstop tickling, Hyunjin finally let go as Lee Know's entire body relaxed, the remaing giggles flowing from his lips. He hid his face with his hand as he laughed, Hyunjin lowering down to kiss his head.

"Aww our Hyungie is just so cute!" he said in his high pitched Jiniret voice. Lee Know shook his head and chuckled. He really needed that, but he would never admit it.

"Hyung, are you actually trying to get thrown into the air fryer?" Seungmin gasped. Everyone laughed while Lee Know quickly poked Hyunjin's side from where he was lying, but didn't make a move to escape. Hyunjin decided that was his silent "thank you". The rest of the night was filled with group cuddles and the occasional poke to the cute little lee of the night.

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EEEEEE i hope you like! SKZ members if you see this PLZ tickle Lee Know more often!

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