#ler bang chan

[hearted-anon]

hii i have read all your fics and i love them can i request lee! seungmin and lers! leeknow and chan

have a great time writing this!

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What, what, WHAT?!

Words: 1,176 Note: hm. T/w: Rough tickles Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya-apollos-kid @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one Lee: Seungmin Ler(s): Channie, Minho

"Yea! He's been acting really suspicious these days…" Jisung exclaimed to a listening Felix to him, both of them with a cup of homemade tea from Minho in their hands for their weekly gossip session. Recently, Jisung has been inviting both Felix and Seungmin over to theirs to 'have a good time', a suspicious cat giving a glare in his direction each time he pleaded to let them both come over, like a child asking their parent for permission to allow their friends over for the night. With a reluctant nod, despite acting very strict towards the quokka, tutting in faux disappointment whenever he would forget to tell the duo to take off their shoes when coming in or were a bit too loud, he still never failed to make them home brewed tea, or the mountain of food that was always perfectly laid on the dining table when they exited Jisung's room.

However, both Jisung and Minho felt a tad bit strange when they only saw one head of blonde hair appear at their dorm apartment these few weeks, not that the ace minded too much of course. But as curious as he was, a paw pasted itself on the younger's door, questioning the Aussie where his roommate had disappeared off to. And to their utter surprise, Felix only gave a small shrug, insisting that it was 'something Seungmin didn't specify about' or 'he said he went to hang out with friends'. Pfft- Hanging with friends?! There were only so many excuses that could make past Minho's sharp observation. Knowing with a terrible gut feeling, he sought the only other person that would help him uncover this mystery, Chan.

"So, you're saying, during they're weekly visits, Seungmin just so happens to disappear and come back when Felix arrives home?" Chan inquires, clicking the tip of his tongue while his foot drums against the wooden floor smoothly. Minho nods along, smiling widely when Jeongin peeks out from his room to catch a glimpse of what the elders were up to, hurriedly scurrying by to take a seat between them both.

"Yea! But none of us knows where he went, but we still haven't asked one dorm…" Their heads all collectively snap to the doorway, right across Changbin and Hyunjin's dorm room, which has been eerily quiet these days. Usually, Changbin would bug their dorm to no end, whether it'd be dragging Chan out for gym or being overly affectionate with the youngest, whereas Hyunjin would just be there to give him an earful and drag him back home when it was time for dinner. However, neither of them has left the dorms recently, staying right at home where it was comfortable.

Slamming opens the door without mercy, Chan and Minho were surprised to find Changbin…cooking?! After having told Jeongin to stay home and keep watch if Seungmin would pass by or even better, come over, they had come over to the 'newlyweds' dorm to investigate. Was this some kind of alternate universe? Eyeing the middle of the Hyung line suspiciously, they both came over to see if the rapper had managed to burn water yet, or fry air. Surprisingly, he was doing shockingly well, their eyes lighting up when they tasted the soup he had made, the cook bashfully hiding away with a cookbook in hand.

"Why did you make this though? Isn't Hyunjin the one usually cooking here?" Lee Know questions, a raised eyebrow with his head in the creamy tomato soup.

"I-I… I just wanted to try and start cooking, nothing more!" Changbin hurriedly explains, and with a shared glance, the elders both pounced onto the youngest of the trio, starting their investigation.

"Found you!" Chan exclaims as the door to Hyunjin's room creaks open, and to well, everybody but Seungmin's surprise, he's laying on the ferret's bed, without said ferret being there. A flustered Changbin stands behind them, looking defeated with tear streaks down his face that the leader was wiping while looking straight into the vocalist's eyes.

"Sorry…I tried to keep it a secret, but they got me- AHA!" Changbin worriedly explains but is cut off when the older bunny's fingers sneakily drill into the hollow of his hip, cutting him off.

"You're going to clean yourself up, and take a long, long nap, clear?" Chan coos sweetly into the younger's ear, squishing and kneading his cheeks before giving both of them a tender kiss each, sending him off without fail. Chan and Minho's gaze then turned to the culprit of them all, who was blinking up and them innocently as if he didn't know what was wrong exactly.

"You're going to tell us why you came here and thought it was funny not to inform anyone." Lee Know announces whilst clearing his throat, the eldest coming to pin the puppy's arms above his head, earning a squeal of surprise. To their shock, he instantly revealed the reason, so much for Changbin's resolve to keep it down. Their jaws dropped once the beans were spilled, fingers immediately crawling over his waist and ribs.

"Hehehey! I-I tohohold you guhuhuys! Whahahat gives?!" Seungmin squeals, trying and failing to bat four hands away from his sensitive body that followed him no matter where he squirmed on the bed, melting into a puddle of breathless laughs for them to tease for now.

"How could you even keep this a secret from your Hyungs?! This is such big news y'know?" Chan yells in an almost hurried way, still trying to let the information sink in, an astonished Minho nodding along at the back. As a so-called revenge, they both up their game on the poor puppy, Lee Know's fingers finding the sides of his stomach and digging in while the leader found blowing raspberries on the nape of his neck interesting.

"AHAHAHA! I-I'M SOHOHORRY! HYUHUHUNG!" Seungmin shrieks, dissolving quickly into loud, yet puffy cackles, kicking his legs out through his struggles to get away from the torment being inflicted on his body. However, neither of them let up, only grinning cheekily above the puppy and letting the sensations linger for longer. It was a surprise that the rapper was somehow still sleeping, or maybe not and just hasn't exited his room due to Chan's instructions, where was Hyunjin anyway?

"PLEHEHEASE IT'S TOHOHORTURE! MEHEHERCY!" Seungmin pleads, tears of mirth beginning to well up in his eyes, scrunching his shoulders to try and block out the eldest's lips to no avail, or shoving at Minho's hands; that obviously didn't work out in his favor at all. Having decided he had enough, the duo let up on the poor vocalist, rubbing his stomach soothingly and his reddened cheeks too. They awed at the sight of Seungmin's cherry red face all the way down to his neck, eyes already lidding before they could say anything.

Safe to say, when Hyunjin got back from grocery shopping, he was stunned to find both members asleep in their rooms, unable to hear the giggling and chatter from a certain duo that had just left.

[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❤️🙂

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COMEBACK: STRAY KIDS

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[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."

[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.

[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!

Taglist: @felixmainacc @felixburneracc @myforevermelody143 @dunno-wut-to-do

[hearted-anon]

Oh my gosh I just really need a lee 3Racha fic 🫠

Mashup! Tickletober Day 25 and 30: Weak and Reverse

Words: 2,048 Note: what is this picture where when why T/w: Angst, Pinning, Restraints, Soft and rough

Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya-apollos-kid @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one Lee(s): Channie, Changbin, Jisung Ler(s): Channie, Changbin, Jisung

Changbin and Jisung sneakily schemed behind Chan, whispering unintelligible words to each other while Chan guided Seungmin on how to sing his part in an upcoming song, completely oblivious to the evil plans the duo had for him. Seungmin shook his head when he took notice of the smirks on their faces, strikingly familiar to the one Hyunjin had, that bright smile, how amazing and charming he looked whenever he smiled- Seungmin swallowed as he ridded the thoughts in his head, able to get back on track to training his vocals, clearing his throat obnoxiously loudly when Chan questioned the red blush on his cheeks; telling him it was nothing more than a quiet voice crack that he picked up. Thank heavens that the leader actually believed it wholeheartedly.

"1…2…3!" Jisung screamed the moment Seungmin left the studio rather hurriedly to visit a certain ferret, tumbling onto the Aussie who yelped in surprise from the unexpected gesture. A play fight between the three broke out on the soft carpet of the studio, a few staff walking by to check on the loud commotion turning away with small grins on their faces at the heart-warming sight. After a while of trying to gain the upper hand, Changbin and Jisung eventually managed to get the tables reversed on their dear leader, who would usually pin them both down with ease; he must've been worn out after being the only actual working one in the studio for once.

"W-What's gotten into you guys?!" Chan exclaimed, thrashing around in the duo's grip to no avail of escaping. However, even when the thunderous voice sent a shiver down their spine, neither of them dared to speak up of their plans, only flashing cheeky beaming grins at each other before their fingers descended onto the eldest's sides, squeezing the soft skin rapidly. Poor Chan squealed in surprise, tossing his head back in boisterous cackles as his feet kicked in desperation. Genuinely, what had gotten into them?!

"PLEHEHEHEASE! WHAHAHAT DID I DOHO?" Chan pleaded to no one, seeing how no one at all was replying to him, only able to hear his boisterous cackles as he struggled. It felt like a bad dream completely, and no matter how much he struggled, pulled and begged nothing was working, it felt as if he was succumbing to the sensations of a force that wouldn't stop, crying and pleading for freedom as he grew weaker… weaker…. and weaker.

"Hey hey! He's waking up!" Jisung yelled, a panicking Changbin immediately rushing over with a cloth and warm water. Chan blinked rapidly, finding himself back between the two producers, but this time in his own bed. The middle aged of the trio brought up a cloth, rubbing at the Aussie's cheeks as Han came to explain that Chris had awoken them both screaming and crying over nothing, assuming it was a horrible nightmare. Unable to believe his eyes, the eldest only sobbed more, the younger duo patting his back tenderly and reassuring him that nothing like that was going to happen here.

After a while of cuddling in silence, Chan gently tugged at both of their wrists, startling both of them as they woke up from dozing off. Staring at the leader in confusion, they both only chuckled softly when they witnessed the leader's face redden even more, placing their fingers on his body slowly and carefully, as if he was made out of glass that was ready to crack. It was painfully obvious what Chan wanted, and seeing how weak he was in the current state he was in, who was 2RACHA to resist such a baby face like that?

"Ehehehe! T-That tickles!" Chan squeaked when nails traced over his abs, poking each pack slowly while Jisung counted them teasingly into his ear, blowing a gust of wind into the area on purpose to hear the cutest snort emit from the middle of the snuggle pile. Meanwhile, Changbin simply scratched under his chin like an owner would with their puppy, whispering tiny reassurances in the elder's ears that made his heart completely melt from how sweet it was. In no time, his cheeks were a bright red, squealing when Changbin came to place a kiss onto the tip of his large nose, admiring how adorable the leader looked when the blush spread to his ears from the action.

"Our dear leader now so weak under us hm? What a cutie…" Jisung cooed, his other hand squeezing and pinching the leader's cheek affectionately, snickering when he whined and pawed at his hand fruitlessly. Changbin tutted in disbelief at how mean Jisung was being to their poor eldest, taking some sympathy and ruffling the youngest's hair, who squealed and batted his hands away in response. Ah, the leader never felt more at home with the trio, his giggles sounding more genuine the more the two-play fought above him, not even focusing on the tingling sensations on his stomach or his neck anymore.

"Hey! But I complimented him at the end!" Jisung retorted with a pout, gently scratching at the eldest's stomach in an attempt to keep his eyes off the embarrassing fight they were having, and as weak as he was, it of course didn't work.

"But what you said was still mean! He is weak, and we must help our Hyung!" Changbin huffed, shaking his head in disbelief before the quokka pounced onto him, leaving the leader to catch up on his own breath, eyes widening as they tumbled over one another, babbling on about their own beliefs. Despite feeling like his muscles were going to break, he knew he needed some sweet, sweet revenge, but for now, he'd watch over them, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

"H-Hey, where did Chan Hyung go?" Jisung muttered after a long while of fighting Changbin and his playful punches, having suffered a few to his stomach and a few to his ribs which made him tumble back with a few giggles of his own. At the sudden question, Changbin's head too peeked up, seeing that the Aussie that they had originally tired out was nowhere to be seen on his bed, a spike of worry running through them. After helping each other up, they both began looking for Chan anxiously, going so far as to open his clothes cupboard and assuming he was there, Jisung somehow managed to sulk when he didn't see their precious wolf inside.

"Looking for me?" 2RACHA both let out an ear shattering scream, almost akin to an anime girl when the familiar voice came up behind them, wrapping his arms around their shoulders with a warm, yet cunning smile. Dragging them over to his bed once more with a little more force than normal, the duo giggled anxiously when their arms were pinned high above their head with a sweater that the eldest was originally wearing, now adorning himself in a tank top and curls that were styled strikingly similar to the dwaekki, an exact copy if you let Jisung call it.

"W-What's going on?!" Jisung sputtered nervously, squealing when his shirt was slowly lifted up, the leader making sure to trace the bare skin that was being exposed on the way up to increase the anticipation all the more.

"H-Hyuhuhung…m-mercy plehehease.." Changbin babbled when his shirt was not spared from the same treatment either, Chan cooing at how cute the duo looked struggling under him, trying not to let the sadistic burst of happiness take over him too much, but how could he not after seeing how cute they were; and with Changbin already giggling before he got started melted his heart completely.

"Well…since in my nightmare you guys so called bullied me, nothing like a good old role reversal to remind you who your leader is~" Chan shrugged, as if it wasn't an excuse to just tickle the absolute wits out of 2RACHA just because he had an energy spike seeing them 'fight' on the floor, having a mischievous mood of his own growing seeing how just his fingers wiggling above the younger duo got them giggling like absolute idiots was hypnotising him just to wreck them already, like a ghost whispering into his ear to do whatever he wanted. For once, he gave into those desires with a cheshire grin.

"B-But we didn't do anything- HYUHAHAHA!" Han was the first of the two to get his definitely fair share of punishment, recalling his little comment on how 'weak' the leader is, oh he'll show Jisung weak. Shoving his hands underneath the cotton shirt, his fingers wreaked havoc onto his underarms, vibrating them just in the middle enough to pull screams and incoherent babbles from below him. Ignoring the cackles for mercy, he shoved a finger right into his belly button, exposed right in the flesh and wiggling, digging or swirling the singular digit it, driving Han bonkers as he cried in hysterics.

"I'M SOHOHORRY! PLEHEHEASE IT'S TOHOHORTURE!" Jisung cried, arching his back weakly, pulling at the sweater above his head in a futile attempt to get away, all the while Chan was grinning above him, fueling his desire for more and more.

"Hmm…I'm not sure if I forgive you yet, you look a little cute like this anyway," Chan mocked, despite the way his eyes were scrutinising every little reaction the quokka gave to see if he was truly tapping out talked otherwise about whether he truly forgave them. Continuing the torture for a little while longer and relishing in the booming laughter that emitted from his bedroom, he let the quokka off the hook, not without a big, purposefully slimy kiss that made Jisung playfully gag through his heavy panting, yelling retorts just as fingers wiggled in his direction when he wiped off said smooch.

"Your turn~ You're going to get it, for…I don't know." Chan enthusiastically cheered, making his way over to the dwaekki, who squeaked meekly when he saw the leader towering over him with a proud smile. In advance, Han had already begun to strike, wiggling his fingers onto the producer's belly. Changbin shook his head with breathless giggles, trying to undo the bond on his wrists, but it felt as if it was made of metal. And with knowing the quokka was hungry for revenge with the leader, it wasn't going to end well; a role reversal with two against one, despite being one of the strongest members was never fair. If anything, it made him feel so much weaker.

"Wahahait wait wait- GUHUHUHUYS PLEHEHEASE!" Changbin yelled while another pair of hands scribbled over his waistline, throwing his head back in hysterics. The duo above him just smiled fondly at each other, seeing how blissful his expression looked below them, even if his face looked like a dynamite that was ready to blow up.

"I-I'M GOHOHOHONNA DIE!" Changbin begged, howling when he felt a pair of lips buzzing against his stomach, Chan inhaling a deep breath before blowing as hard as he could onto the outstretched stomach, Jisung sighing and pressing his fingers into the hollows of Changbin's hips, pulling a glass breaking wail from the middle aged of the three, which led to the duo pulling their fingers away for a moment, planning a grand finale. Once poor Binnie had caught his breath, 2RACHA placed their lips on either side of his stomach, letting his wrists go tenderly and proceeding to blow a long raspberry on either side of his waist.

"NOHO MORE! PLEHEHEASE MERCY!" Changbin practically screamed with the last of his breath, tears of mirth streaming down his face, hands unable to even nudge at the duo's heads, both Chan and Jisung letting up with faces of endearment when they saw how out of breath the rapper looked, completely weak and susceptible to their fingers. As tempting as it was, they both let up, snuggling him close, Chan placing a kiss next to his lips and drying his tears while Jisung rubbed his waist, enjoying how the plush skin felt under his skin.

Soon, 3RACHA found themselves simultaneously snoring in the leader's bed, and although their weaknesses were always exposed out in the open for each other, they always knew how to reverse the roles in the blink of an eye, nightmares and revenge aside.

[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

[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.”

[gyuusauce]

Stray Kids - Lee Mood

Pairing: Lee!Minho X Ler!Bang Chan

TW: none really, just the duo being cuties hehe

The members of Stray Kids had just come back from a long day out and were finally back to their big shared dorm, ready to settle in for the night. Chan was relaxing in his room, watching some videos on his phone and sipping on a can of his favorite soft drink. It felt good to finally relax after being outside for the whole day. He was about to close his eyes for a nap when he suddenly heard a gentle knocking at his door. “Come in!” he said, waiting for the other person on the other side.

Chan’s room door creaked open and there stood Minho in his pjs looking down at the floor. The leader immediately knew something was up as he noticed his bandmate’s behavior. “Lino, are you alright?” he asked in a caring tone. He wanted to make sure nothing was bothering his buddy. He motioned with his hand for Minho to come closer. The younger walked over and began to speak but had a hard time getting the words out “I-um…I’m..in a…” His head was still facing the ground as he struggled to talk. Chan looked at him with a worried expression. “You’re in a what?” he asked.

The shy boy finally managed to speak up after a few more stutters. “I’m in a l-lee mood…” he whispered, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. Chan simply smiled as he knew exactly what this meant. Minho wanted tickles. He sometimes forgot that his bandmate was one of those super shy lees. “Aww, Lino! Come here, buddy” the leader said, patting the open space on his bed. Lino quietly took a seat next to him. Chan scooted his way in front of the other boy and told him to lay down, in which he agreed to do so. Lino watched as the older began to carefully roll up the end of his sleep shirt. He immediately began flustered and quickly hid his face.

Chan smiled down at his friend, thinking about how cute he was when he was all shy like this. “Here, I’ll start, ok?” he said to the younger. Minho shivered when he suddenly felt a single finger run across his stomach. Chan was warming him up with gentle touches to get him comfortable. “Aww, what’s wrong Lino? You ticklish?” he teased. He continued to tickle the boy below him, now using all five fingers. Minho immediately burst into a fit of giggles, slightly rolling around on the bed. “Channie nohoho!!”

The leader chuckled at Lino’s cute response and went on with his tickling. Chan took his time tickling his belly then making his way to his sides then down to his hips. The younger giggled and laughed as Chan worked his magic. “Stahahap!! No more Channie!!” he exclaimed through his laughter. He was telling the older to stop tickling him even though he obviously didn’t mean it and was clearly enjoying the attention. “Stop? But Lino,, you asked me to tickle you, silly!”

After a few more minutes of tickling, Chan stopped and told Minho to remove the pillow and uncover his face. The giggly boy slowly lowered the pillow, revealing his face that was red as a tomato. Chan couldn’t help but “aww” at the sight. Lino quickly looked away, embarrassed. Chan quickly brought his attention back to his friend’s stomach. “Now, how could I forget about this adorable little button?” he teased at his bandmate. He reached out and began to lightly scratch around Minho’s navel with a single finger, waiting for his reaction.

Lino was in stitches. He let out a loud squeal and threw his head back. “AHH CHANIEHEHEE!! he shouted. Chan giggled at the younger that was now in hysterical laughter. He knew that was Minho‘s sweet spot. “Ahh Lino, you are just so sensitive!” Without the pillow covering it, Minho’s face was now in full view. The sight of his huge smile and flushed cheeks was too much for Chan to handle. He continued to tease the younger for a few minutes. “OKAY,, OKAHAHAHAY!! I CANT TAKE IHIHIT!!” The leader knew that this was his sign to finally let Minho go. Once the tickling was done, Lino quickly covered his stomach and let out a few more chuckles, trying to shake off the phantom tickles.

“Man,, that really tickled…” Minho said, still trying to catch his breath. Chan smiled at him, pleased with his work. He always enjoyed giving his members a good tickling when they needed it. Lino looked up at Chan and grinned. “Thanks for that, Chan,, I’ll have to get you back sometime” he added with a mischievous smile. The leader rolled his eyes. “Good luck trying to get me back!” he teased. Lino hugged his buddy then went back to his room, satisfied with his session. Chan looked at he walked out, already thinking about his next fun session with one of his best mates.

[lluvllimoo]

Apart from you

English isn’t my first language so there might be mistakes.

Lee!Hyunjin

Ler!Felix

Words:1944

TW: bondage

Its angst first then tickles 🤭 (i die for angst something is definitely wrong with me.)

@itzsana-kiddingmenow 😉

Skz was at the Makneas dorm watching the new Skz Code episode. Everyone seemed to be having fun except Hyunjin, who was zoned out. He was way too far gone. Until he felt someone shaking him back to reality.

"Hyunjin-ah, are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, I'm just tired."

"I think I'm going to go to my dorm and get some sleep."

"Okay."

Hyunjin got up to leave. He walked out of the door and started walking down the streets. The fresh hair really woke him up. It was cold, and there were gray clouds.

"It is probably going to rain soon."

"A little rain won't hurt anyone anyway."

Don't get him wrong. He actually loved the rain so much. I mean, how could anyone hate the rain? Every time it rained, he jumped in joy and wanted to go out, but he was quickly stopped by the leader, Bang Chan.

He was walking toward God knows what. He was just having a deep thought. He wasn't really thinking about where he was going or what he was doing. Now you may be asking, What is he thinking about?

While others were watching Skz Code, he was focused on one thing. Felix. Felix is the person he adores the most. He loves him, but because of some "stays" that started giving them death threats, the staff had to separate them for their safety. He appreciated that they were looking out for them, but he missed his little sunshine, where he could hug him on camera. And hugging was a pretty big deal for Hyunjin since he doesn't like skin ships. Felix was the only person he accepted to hug. I mean, how could he say no to that cute ball of sunshine? Well, he didn't have to say no now since he couldn't even talk to him on camera. It hurts him deeply to know this will likely last for a while. As he was walking, he watched old clips of them when everything was okay and they had so much fun together on set. He didn't even realize the tears that were coming. It was all too much for him. So he just cried and cried and cried. When he looked around, everything was blurry because of the tears in his eyes. With his blurry vision, he sat on a bench that was facing the Han River. If he hadn't found a place to sit in time, I think his legs would have given up on him. As he looked around again, he realized. When did he get here? It doesn't matter anyway. Soon, it started to rain. He couldn't care less; he put on his earphones, opened a sad song, and kept on crying. He missed his best friend. Why couldn't they understand that there isn't anything going on between them? Why?

"I want him back so badly."

He said it with a shaky voice. His nose was running because of the crying and the cold. But suddenly, his music stopped. He looked at his phone for the cause and saw Bang Chan calling him.

"Shit."

He looked at the time. 1:36 a.m., he wipped his tears in an instant and answered the call.

"Hyunjin, where the heck are you?"

"Sorry, I wanted to get some fresh air."

"At this time, and while it's raining?"

"Yeah"

"You better come home right this instant."

"Okay, Hyung, I'm sorry."

He hung up the phone. He got up from the bench and started walking back. He tried not to cry again because he didn't want them to know that he had been crying for hours. He opened a happy song to get his mind off it. Soon, he arrived at the dorm. He slipped in the key and quietly opened the door, trying not to make any sound. But, to his luck, there was an angry leader on the other side waiting for him.

"Hyunjin, you're sooked.

"Come here."

Chan opened his arms to Hyunjin, waiting for a hug. Hyunjin hesitated a bit. Hyunjin thought he would be furious at him. How can he be mad at his children when he loves them deeply? He slowly hugged back.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yep, I haven't been this sure."

He assured him with a smile. 

"Well, you better take a shower if you get sick; I'll beat your ass."

Hyunjin giggled. His giggle was precious and so cute.

"Okay, okay, I'll take a shower now, and you should go to bed, Chan Hyung."

"Ill try."

"IlL tRY"

He mocked Bang Chan.

"Ya! I'll kill you."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

Hyunjin walked towards the bathroom. At least he could keep crying there, right?

Hyunjin took a long shower. He thought about Felix a lot and cried while listening to the sound of water dropping. It made him relax more.

After what seemed like ages, he got out of the shower and dressed up in his pajamas. He should at least get some sleep. So he was going to bed, but not his; he was going to Bang Chans bed. As he entered, he saw Chan looking through his phone.

"Is something wrong?"

He didn't answer his question and went straight next to him and cuddled him. Well, that's a first.

"woah!"

"Are you sure you're good?"

"Mhm."

Chan put his phone on the night table and cuddled Hyunjin back. With Hyunjin's warmth, he could fall asleep. That's also a first. It must be the magic of Hyunjin's hug. When they woke up, they looked at the time: 1:38 p.m. They had never slept that much. So they got up and went to the kitchen to see Han and Changbin talking.

"good morning."

"It's not even morning, idiot. You guys slept a lot."

"Then why didn't you wake us up?" Chan said.

"Well, how often do we get to see you sleep?"

"You guys were too cute." Changbin said as he waved his phone in front of them.

Changbin had taken a picture of them.

"Heyyy."

"That's not very nice." (ifykyk;)

"Just eat so we can go to the Makneas dorm," Han said.

They ate and started getting ready to meet the other members. When everyone was ready, they hopped into the car and started driving to the other dorm. Five minutes later, they had arrived at the dorm. They got off the car and went into the dorms. They had been greeted by none other than their little sunshine, Felix. Everyone was sitting in the living room talking about stuff. Suddenly, Hyunjin got up and went towards Lee Knows room. 

"Hyunjin-ah, where are you going?"

"Im tired; im going to sleep."

It was true that he was so tired, both emotionally and physically. After Hyunjin went to sleep, the others started to talk about him.

"Did you guys notice Hyunjin's behavior?" Jeongin pointed it out.

"He is acting weird these days," Lee Know said.

"Yesterday, he got back home at 2 a.m. He was sooking wet, and he looked very sad, and while he was showering, I heard him cry. I didn't want to talk about it since he looked like he didn't either."

Felix couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could he not know his own best friend was struggling? He felt angry that he couldn't be next to him while he cried. He wanted to be there with him. He felt so bad for him.

"Guys, I think I'm going to talk to Hyunjin a bit." Felix said. 

"Okay, tell us if something happens."

He got up and went to Hyunjin, who was sleeping. He looked closer to his face. There were tear marks on his flushed red cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Hyunjin."

"I'm sorry; I didn't know you were having a hard time. If I knew, I would have been there for you."

"I feel very bad."

Felix laid next to Hyunjin and hugged him from behind.

"It's okay, Felix." Hyunjin whispered.

"Hyunjin!" Felix jumped when he heard his voice. He thought he was sleeping.

"Look at me." Felix demanded.

Felix sat up and looked at Hyunjin, who was also getting up. When their eyes met, Felix saw for the first time that Hyunjin's eyes looked tired. 

"Oh, my sweet baby, I'm sorry."

"What happened?"

"Please tell me."

With that, Hyunjin couldn't stop his tears and started to cry about everything. But he refused to tell him what he was crying about.

"Hyunjin, please, what happened?"

"N-nothing."

"Okay, do you at least want a hug?"

"That would be good." He said it with a shakey voice.

As he hugged him, Felix's finger slipped to his sides and started to tickle him softly.

"Felihihixx."

"Stohohpp ihim nohot in thehe mohohod."

He giggles to himself, and Felix won't stop.

"No, you've been sad for so long. It's time to cheer you up."

He tackled Hyunjin and sat on top of him. Hyunjin was giggling in anticipation.

"Awww, already giggling for me, cuteee."

Hyunjin got embarrassed, so he covered his face.

"Nah-ah, do you think you can hide from me?"

Felix pulled his hands from his face and tied his hands to the head board.

"So will you tell me whats wrong, or should I tickle it out of you?

"Felix, please don't do this."

"Wrong choice, Mr. Hwang Hyunjin."

As he said, he lifted his shirt and tickled his ribs at a fast pace.

"OMGAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH."

Hyunjin tried to squirm away from the tingly feeling, but he couldn't escape anywhere. Felix got a feather and was circling around his navel. 

"NO." Hyunjin screamed. He knew what was about to come was going to be torture. 

"Yes."

Felix finally went in, and the scream Hyunjin produced. You could hear it from the other side of the country.

"FELELEELIIHIHIHHIXX IIHIHIHI-IHIHIHI CAHAHAHANTTT."

"IHIHIHTHTSS TOHOHOHI MUHUHUHUCHH."

Hyunjin saw stars, and he thought this would be his end. That's how bad it was.

"So are you ready to let me know, or would you like me to continue?

"I can't tell you.

"All I can tell is..."

"It's about us."

"What's up with us?"

"N-nothing."

"Okay, Hyunjin, you're getting it."

Felix kneaded his armpits with one hand and tickled his navel with the other. And Hyunjin went ballistic; he was arching his back, which only made it worse; he was screaming; there were tears coming out of his eyes. The worst part was that he was immobilized. He screamed so much that he ran out of breath. Felix stopped to give him a break. He didn't want to kill him.

"So will you be telling me?" Felix wiggled his fingers towards Hyunjin.

Hyunjin started giggling like crazy.

"fehehehelihihixx."

"Didn't know you were air ticklish?"

"nohohohohoo."

Felix's fingers got dangerously close to his sides and belly, so he gave up; he knew it would only keep getting worse.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

"Finally."

"You know we can't stay close to each other on camera, right?

"yeah."

"It hurt me every time I looked at you. It wasn't fair to me. You could touch anyone except me; it hurt. It hurt so much. I can't stay away from you, Felix. He whimpered this time, and sad tears came out.

"Hyunjin..."

"Nothing is more important than you."

"We'll talk to JYP about it, and I'm sure he will gladly accept helping us out."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

"Now, will you stop crying, or should I help you out?"

"No, no, I'm done."

"Hmmmm, well, I'm not done with you yet."

"wait what?"

This was going to be a long day for Hyunjin. Let's all pray for him to make it out alive. And I assure you, the other members also joined Felix.

 So i originally gave this idea to @itzsana-kiddingmenow her fics name was “closer to you” but back then i didn’t write fics but since i now do i decided to write my own version.

[v--143]

hii!! i really like your writing :). could i request lee bang chan and ler hyunjin! maybe something based on that one clip of chan saying only hyunjin knows that is his weakness. thank youu

Thank you! ^^ I haven’t done ler Hyune this is exciting jdksjjsodnwijfj hope you enjoy!

< Not That Bad >

[Lee! Bangchan]

[Ler! Hyunjin]

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Bangchan and Hyunjin had been told by skizji to go ahead and film themselves answering some questions during their Circus comeback. Hyune was wearing a gorgeous red and black corset top while Chan wore a checkered denim top with a few buttons opened around his chest. They had been replying to a few questions here and there while filming themselves.

“Favorite part of the music video? Hmmm, probably when we were inside the big tent dancing towards the beginning. Having all the dancers around us come together and everyone be so in sync was really cool” Chan replied to a question. “Hyunjin you?”

“I’d have to say more towards the end where we finished it off with our arms out toward the cameras. It felt very complete and colorful.”

“Ahhh the artist has spoken!” Chan joked. “Okay let’s see.. what is Chan’s weak spot? Ooooo sorry to disappoint, I don’t have one”

“No no that’s a lie” Hyunjin said as he shoved his hand down the open buttons of Chan’s shirt.

“nahHAUAHA” Chan laughed loudly as he grabbed Hyune’s wrist and pried him off. “No no no don’t do thahat.”

“And he says he doesn’t have a weak spot” Hyunjin teased as he snuck his hand under Chan’s shirt this time and scribbled over his abs and chest, his other hand squeezing at his side.

“NAHA” Chan yelled as he quickly turned his torso the other way and swat Hyune’s hands away, “NOHoho stop quihit.”

Hyunjin pointed at his red face and laughed as they continued to answer the rest of the questions.

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A few hours later, they were in a breakroom by themselves resting up when skizji posted the video. Chan went to go check out the comments and see what Stays were saying while Hyunjin was out buying his 2nd… maybe 3rd… iced americano of the day.

Hyun_Chan: I knew Hyunjin’s favorite part was gonna be the ending!

Skz123: Chan is so sensitive omg?!

Special5Star: Why’d Chan react like that that is HILARIOUS

SeungminLover: Hyune casually letting the world know Chan is sensitive asf💀

Chan rewatched the video and realized how jumpy he seemed when Hyunjin had touched him. He always knew he was sensitive, but he didn’t think it would be that obvious to others when tested out. He was annoyed at Hyunjin now for making it known since he knew he was going to get teased for it nonstop.

“Yah Hyunjin! Look what you did!!” He yelled right as Hyune walked into the room bursting out laughing at something he read.

“HAHA look at this someone said, ‘Hyunjin would be the type to use that as a form of getting his way’ isn’t that such a good idea!” A giggling Hyunjin suggested.

“No, no it isn’t. Everyone’s gonna be annoying about it now!”

“You know it’s true”

“It is not that bad”

“Oh please, you love it” Hyunjin said while making kissy lips at Chan.

His face went red. “What?! You’re so weird”

“Hey Chan”

“What.”

“Can you go buy meeeee some jelly? The balls. The round squishy ones those jellies” Hyunjin said while doing a squishing motion with his fingers and giggling.

“No, I’m busy. You’ve had too many of your Americanos” Chan said while shooing Hyune away.

“But I want jelliessss” Hyunjin said as he walked over to Chan who was sitting on the one-person couch, “pleeeease” he grabbed the collar of his shirt and shook him back and forth.

Chan set his phone down and crossed his arms, smiling up at Hyunjin.

“I’ll do it” Hyunjin said.

“Don’t be an idiot Hyunji-“

Hyunjin quickly moved his hands from Chan’s shoulders to his sides and straddled his waist on the couch. Chan yelled and his eyes widened as he desperately grabbed at Hyunjin’s wrists.

“NAHAHA AHAHA STOHOP” Chan laughed as he threw his head back and kicked out from under Hyunjin, pushing at his chest.

“Raaaahhhh” Hyunjin teased as he dug his thumbs between the spaces of Chan’s ribs. Chan kept shuffling from side to side with the widest smile on his face as he tried kicking his way deeper into the back of the couch.

“HAHA AHAHA HAHAHAH NOHO QUIHIT” He squealed.

“HAHAHA those comments were onto something” Hyunjin laughed. He moved his hands to squeeze right above Chan’s hips and waited for him to put his hands on his hips in an attempt to stop him. Once he did, Hyunjin shoved his hands under his arms making a “dudududu” sound in the process.

“AYAHAHA AHHHHA” Chan screamed as he slammed his arms shut and shook his head violently side to side. He was a kicking squealing mess on the couch as Hyunjin went at it on his poor torso.

“PLEHEHEASE EEEAAHAHA” Chan begged as he wrapped his arms around his torso, trapping Hyunjins hands under his arms.

“Hyung I literally can’t get out” Hyune wiggled his fingers as Chan sunk deeper into the couch, turning himself into a ball and shoving his head into the corner.

“I cahahan’t” Chan whined.

Hyunjin shook his arms back and forth while shoving his thumbs into Chan’s upper sides right under his arms, then pulled his hands out quickly to scribble over Chan’s chest and stomach. He went back and forth with his fingers out in a claw-like position from his chest to his abs.

“STOHOAAHP” Chan screamed as he tried to grab at Hyunjin’s quick hands scribbling all over his torso.

“You’re actually more sensitive than I thought-“

“STOHOP SAYING THAHAHAHAT”

“But it’s true”

“AAAAHHHHHHH” Chan threw his head back and laughed loudly as Hyunjin began to pinch under his ribs one at a time on opposite sides. He had Chan jerking left and right, screaming each time he shuffled and Hyunjin laughing at him each time.

“IM SEHERIOUS GET OHOHOFFAHA AHAHA HAHHAAH AHAA” He had tears already down his cheeks as his stomach involuntarily squirmed and spasmed with every touch Hyunjin made. The more sensitive he began to realize he was, the worse it got.

“Okay okay let’s play a game then, I count your abs and if you make me lose count we start over”

“NOHOA ARE YOU CRAHAZY?!?”

“OKAY let’s go oooone” Hyunjin teased as he poked at a square of ab on Chan’s stomach with both his hands. Chan, obviously, wrapped his arms around his torso and curled in on himself again.

“That’s not FAIR hyung! Play fair cmon” Hyunjin said with an annoyed yet amused face.

“NO! WHYHY?!”

“Fine then you asked for it” Hyunjin said as he hoisted himself off Chan’s waist, turned around, put his back against Chan’s stomach, and began squeezing at his lower thighs.

“NOOAHAHA AHAHANAHA HAHAHAHA HYUNJINAAHA” Chan screamed as he covered his mouth with his hands.

“PLEHEHEASE NO NOO LEAVE ME AHAHALONE” he begged.

Hyunjin laughed as he put his legs between Chan’s legs and separated them, giving him access to his inner thighs. The moment he began scribbling there, Chan lost all form of self control.

“SHIHIHIHIT HYUNJIN!! NAAH AHAHAH FUHUHUCK” Chan tried to shut his legs but couldn’t since Hyune was holding them open. The scribbling feeling was torturous on his inner legs and 5 seconds felt like hours. He grabbed Hyunjin’s sides and shook him back and forth violently.

“HYUHUNG” Hyunjin laughed, “it’s bad for you HAH!”

Hyunjin switched to lightly scratching at Chan’s thighs once he realized he’d fallen into silent laughter and was panting as if he’d just ran a marathon.

“I CAHAN’THAhaha.. I cahan’t b- bretahaahathe” Chan choked out as Hyunjin scoot over to sit on just one of his thighs.

“‘Not that bad’ my ass” Hyunjin said while prodding at Chan’s neck and collarbone.

“Stohohop hehahaHA” He covered his chest and let his head hang.

“Your face is red” Hyunjin said, pointing and giggling.

“I’m gohoing to get you back”

“Are you mad that I proved you wrong” He teased as he wiggled his fingers between his neck and sides.

“QUIHIT” Chan smacked at his hand.

“Cuuuute” Hyune cooed as he wiggled his fingers at Chan’s lower stomach area where his shirt had ridden up slightly, exposing a small part of his stomach.

Chan laughed a high-pitched laugh as he threw his head back and slid off the couch. He hit the floor with a thud and laid there in a ball, Hyunjin sat at the edge of the couch.

“‘Not that baaaad’” Hyunjin continued to tease as he prodded at Chan’s ribs with his foot, vibrating it on his side. Chan yelled as he scoot away from him and covered his face with his hands.

“You’re insahane” Chan said, slowly lifting himself up off the floor. “I meant it when I said I’d get you back, watch yourself.”

Hyunjin laughed to himself, more out of nervousness than anything, and began to shuffle his way out of the breakroom. Staff asked him what had happened in the past 5 minutes, his response being to just “watch out” for Chan and to protect him from him at all costs.

They later apologized to a red faced sweaty Chan for allowing Hyunjin 5 Iced Americanos before their break time.

While he was annoyed at his antics, it was nice to just laugh freely and spend some time with the younger… even though that time spent was Chan mainly trying not to lose his mind and smack the shit out of him. At least it now gave him the excuse to get him back, no holding back…!

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This was actually so fun to write I hope it’s just as good to read too ^^