#ticklish!Iura

[ticklygiggles]

Cheerful people | Iura Shu & Yanagi Akane

A/N: Last commision from @wertzunge! Thank you so much for your kind, kind support, Max! As always, I had a lot of fun writing your fics and I hope you enjoyed them too! Thank you for being so patient with me! I hope you enjoy this fic and that you don't find them too ooc!

Summary: Iura invited his friends to a studying session that day, but why is Yanagi the only one there? While they wait for the others to arrived, they'll spend their time bonding!

This is totally platonic, but idk why everything I write seems romantic to me??? sjns

Gentle, polite, and mild-mannered boy, even while struggling with math problems and english literature, Yanagi Akane looked simply perfect, too handsome and breathtaking - and Iura couldn't help but want to mess with him, even though that way of thinking also made him feel a little bad... and kinda like some kind of molester.

It hasn’t been long since they started to be friends ‘officially’, and even though Yanagi still felt a little reluctant to call Iura by his given name, Iura couldn’t deny they have done some improvement and gotten closer to each other. He was well aware he could be a handful sometimes, but Yanagi seemed to accept him even with that very characteristic trade of his, and he even looked like he enjoyed being around Iura. 

Or at least he liked to think so. They had been alone inside Iura’s room, studying for upcoming exams and, even though very focused on his studies, Yanagi didn’t seem to hate Iura’s company… Yet again, he was very good at hiding his real emotions and feelings, so could it be…?

A soft chuckle made Iura look up with a confused expression, his head tilting to the side like a curious bird when he found Yanagi hiding his mouth behind his hand, smiling humorously.

"You look a little constipated right now, Iura-kun, is everything alright?"

“Consti-!” Iura sighed, smiling awkwardly. “N-Now, I’m serious for once and you say I look constipated? So mean, Yanagi-kun,” he said, pouting for extra drama, and he was glad to see Yanagi chuckling again, shaking his head a little. “I just thought you looked a little funny. Could it be that you’re bored?”

It was a simple question: yes or no, but Iura sensed there was something behind that question, a second meaning. To him it sounded more like ‘could it be that you’re bored because I'm here with you?’, something like that, and of course that wasn't the case at all, on the contrary, wasn’t Iura just thinking about wanting to mess with Akane? Geez, he really sounded like a molester!

Iura whined, pressing his cheek against the cold wooden surface of the little table in his room. “Of course I’m bored. Don’t you get bored when you study?”

“Oh.” He was relieved, Iura could tell and he smiled, looking up at Yanagi expecting an answer. The other boy jumped a little and his cheeks tinted a bit pink.”A-Ah, of course I do… get bored, but it is something that we have to do, don’t you think?” He hummed, tapping his pencil against his open book. “I wonder when the others will arrive.”

Iura never thought he’d have his group of friends coming over to his house to study, but there he was expecting everyone with bags of chips and fresh beverages, however, Yanagi was the only one to arrive at their set time and he was not surprised at all. As soon as Yanagi excused himself and set foot inside Iura’s room, he started to study like a mad man, going through pages and pages of equations and English poems that had Iura’s head spinning. It was a little hot and Iura certainly didn’t feel like studying at the moment, couldn’t Yanagi and him bond a little before the rest arrived? 

He stole a glance to Yanagi and found him with his nose buried into his book again and Iura couldn’t help but whine again, his legs kicking a little under the table, throwing a little tantrum like a kid. Yanagi looked up at him with wide eyes. 

“What is wrong, Iura-kun?”

“Stop studying! Let’s have some fun while we wait for the rest! We’ll do plenty of study when they arrive!”

Iura pouted and Yanagi blinked a couple of times, looking down at his book, then at Iura, his book once again and then at Iura one more time before he spoke again.

“But… we can at least do homework, right? So we don’t have to do it la-

“No! That’s boring! We’ll do it later!”

Oh, his expression was so funny! Iura wanted to burst into laughter. Yanagi didn’t have any idea what to do or say! Iura couldn’t help but want to tease him some more, but what was Yanagi’s limit? He wouldn’t like to overstep it and make him feel bad in any way, not when he was finally opening up and being his true self around others. Besides, Iura was just playing around, he could easily put himself to study as well, but where was the fun in that? 

“I-Iura-kun… listen, I am not against waiting for the others to study,” he said, trying to reason with Iura, “but if we do at least our homework, we’ll have more time to have fun, don’t you think?”

He sounded just like a parent, oh goodness, Iura really wanted to laugh! A parent trying to convince their little kid to stop throwing a tantrum over a candy in a store. Yanagi was hilarious! Maybe Iura could push this a little more?

He chuckled a little, “I think you need a little convincing, Yanagi-kun.”

“C-Convincement?”

“Yes! Maybe I should force you to stop studying and do homework?” Iura hummed in thought, tapping his chin with one of his fingers. “Ah! Maybe I could tickle you? That way you would definitely stop that pencil of yours!”

“T-Tickle me?!”

This time Iura couldn’t stop himself from laughing. Yanagi’s expression was one of pure horror, his cheeks turning pinker as he started to sweat a little. 

Iura smirked, “oh? Are you very ticklish, Yanagi-kun?”

Yanagi gasped when Iura moved forward over the table to reach for him and before Iura could react, the other boy had sprung up on his feet and quickly moved away from his spot. Iura blinked and he looked at Yanagi, who had his hands raised in some kind of shield as his torso arched backwards. Iura blinked and as he looked up, he laughed and also stood on his own feet, his hands also raised, showing all ten fingers wiggling viciously. 

“Oh, Yanagi-kun, you are very ticklish!” Iura said, taking a single step forward that made Yanagi take two back and away from him. “You shouldn’t have let me know!”

“I- I didn’t say anything! I’m just- I’m n-not ticklish! You just- ah! No, wait!”

And so, the chasing started and the two of them staggered every three steps, almost falling on top of the table or the bed. Iura was giggling like a kid and Yanagi let out little squeaks every time he felt the brush of a hand against his back, almost catching him.

“I-Iuhura-kun!”

Iura gasped, “are you giggling already, Yanagi-kun? Oh, you’ll be dead when I get my hands on you!”

Yanagi squeaked again, “y-you sohound like a peherv!" 

“What?! Oh, now you’ll see- ah, wait, careful!” Iura wasn’t sure how, but Yanagi was suddenly slipping with God-knows-what and falling face first, thankfully, over the bed. Iura’s heart stopped for a second before he gasped and hurriedly neared the bed, placing a hand against Yanagi’s back. “Goodness, Yanagi-kun, are you alright?!”

“Y-Yes,” he said, a little breathless and with his cheeks pink. “That was scary, I thought- ah! N-no, nohohoho! Ahahahaha!”

“Aha!” After making sure he was alright, Iura had slowly darted his hands towards Yanagi’s sides, and in a single breath, he latched them to Yanagi’s body and started to squeeze, sending the boy into a fit of giggles as he squirmed on the bed. “Oh no, Yanagi-kun was distracted!” Iura taunted, giggling to himself. 

Yanagi flushed to the tip of his ears and he tried to get himself up, but everytime he pulled his arms away from his sides, Iura would speed up his attack and the poor boy would collapse on the bed again, pressing his arms to his sides and giggling brightly. 

Iura found all of this hilarious, seeing someone like Yanagi, as perfect as he always was, giggling and squirming around like this, was something only cool people like himself could see. He giggled and laughed at Yanagi’s reactions, Iura’s fingers squeezing at his waist, earning high-pitched giggles, then he clawed at his ribs, making Yanagi shriek as his giggles turned into cackles, and let's not even talk about how he reacted when Iura's fingers went up to the hollows of Yanagi’s armpits! Iura thought this was imagining all of this, but he certainly wasn't.

“AHAHAHA! Iuhuhurahaha-kuhuhun!” Yanagi laughed, trying to catch Iura’s hands now squeezing those muscles above his hips. “Thihis is unfahahair!”

“Well, I did tell you I was going to do it, didn’t I?” Iura said, laughing when Yanagi let out a desperate laugh as Iura vibrated his fingers against his hip bones. “How can you go around being this ticklish, Yanagi-kun?”

“I’m nohohot thihihis tihihicklish! Yohohu’re juhuhust- plehehease!”

“Ouch!” Iura whined when a heel suddenly connected with the middle of his spine. “Now now, Yanagi-kun, are you trying to hurt me?”

“N-Nohoho! Thihis is juhuhust a n-nahatural… r-reflex and- what, what are you do- NO! NAHAT THEHERE!” 

Iura couldn’t help but throw his head back with a laugh when Yanagi let out an honest-to-God shriek when he felt nimble fingers skittering across one of his soles; going all the way under his sensitive toes and then going after his heel. Blunt nails scratching at the ball of his foot and then at his arch. Yanagi’s laughter had finally turned hysteric, he desperately pulled at his foot, but Iura had caught it in an ankle lock that prevented him from escaping, no matter how hard he tried. 

“Oh, wow, did I find the spot, Yanagi-kun?” He teased, but wasn’t sure if Yanagi actually heard him, laughing as hard as he was, he could probably only hear himself. “Is this spot really bad?” He tried again, a little louder this time and he chuckled when Yanagi shrieked out a ‘yes’.

“IHIHIT IHIHIS! Plehehease, Iuhuhura-kuhuhun!” Yanagi laughed, kicking his free leg. “I’ll dihihihie!”

“Oh, you won’t,” Iura said, rolling his eyes with a big smile. “It’s just tickling, it’s not even that bad, is it?”

“IIHIHIT IHIHIS!” Yanagi said, curling his toes to stop Iura’s fingers from going under them. “I’m tihihicklish thehehere! Plehehease, stahahap!”

Iura laughed. “Ah! You’re finally asking me to stop! That is my clue then, hehe.”

With a last wiggle of his fingers under Yanagi’s toes, Iura finally stopped, letting go of the captive foot and laying on the bed beside Yanagi. The poor laughing boy was trying to catch his breath as residual tingles against his foot still had him giggling quietly. The sound was making Iura smile and he couldn’t help but break into laughter himself, making Yanagi laugh too, this time not from the tickling. 

After a moment, they stopped, giggling and grinning at each other. 

“That was fun, wasn’t it?” Iura asked with a bright smile and sparkling eyes. 

Yanagi looked at him and he chuckled. “Yes. It was fun, Iura-kun.”

Iura nodded and he got up in one jump, lending his hand to Yanagi. “Well, I think the others will be here soon, so why don’t we- ack!”

Iura gasped when he found himself back on his bed, Yanagi grinning at him, making him feel somehow, nervous. 

“What’s the matter, Yanagi-k-kuhuhun?! Nohoho! Nohohot mehehehe!” Iura giggled when he felt Yanagi’s fingers wiggling against his sides, tickling him. 

“Oh, Shu-kun, I think we can still play while the others get here, don’t you think?” Yanagi teased, easily following Iura’s body as he squirmed. “Let’s keep having fun!”

Iura gasped, trying to catch Yanagi's hands, "how- hohohow did yohohuhu cahahalled mehehe- hohohold on! You sahahaid my nahaha- Ah! Nohohot thehehere!”

Yanagi had used his given name! Iura couldn't enjoy the moment as much as he wanted to, because Yanagi had found that particularly sensitive spot near his ribs and he was cackling like crazy. Oh, the others will get very jelous when Iura tell them about it... but perhaps, he could keep it in secret until Yanagi said his name again.

Ah, bonding with friends was the best! Even if that mean being tickled to hysterics, not that Iura minded anyway!

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2023/Day 13 - Prank Call

Horimiya - Yanagi (feat. Iura and Sengoku)

Beep. Beep. Beep-

“Hnng…” Yanagi groaned tiredly, using his best efforts to keep his eyes half open as he looked around for his alarm. So tired, so sleepy… he surely could still use some extra minutes of sleep to catch a proper rest.

Giving the poor alarm a rough hit on the top, Yanagi slammed the snooze button before dropping his head into his pillows, letting out a long sigh of relief as he could finally go back to sleep. That, of course, if it wasn’t for his own cell phone beginning to ring. He groaned, reaching out to it without even lifting his face and accepting the call.

“Good morning, Ya ~ na ~ gi ~” An overly excited Iura said on the other side in his usual loud, beaming voice. What was that, Yanagi thought, narrowing his eyes. “Did you wake up on tim-”

Click

No, he wasn’t going to listen to that. Yanagi’s morning temper was way too bad to put up with whatever that green-haired ball of energy had in store for him. He wanted to sleep, why did Iura even call him? Wait, calling him… could there be a reason for it that he wasn’t recalling?

He was too tired to think. With his hand lazily dropping back into the mattress, the teen sighed, reading to drift back into sleep. Or so he thought, before his cell phone began ringing again.

Yanagi thought about ignoring it, letting it fall on a dead end, but, for some reason, he decided to pick up the call again. “...What?” He nearly growled, pressing his eyes shut.

“Y-Yanagi, good morning,” Sengoku said on the other side, seemingly intimidated. “Are you awake?” He continued and Yanagi was already considering turn off the call, however, until he picked up a random conversation going on the other side.

“...need to be louder!” He heard, was it Iura? What was he saying?

“Go away, you- aAHahAH, n-no! IuhuraHAH!”

Yanagi pulled the phone away from his ear as Sengoku started to laugh, getting even more confused. What was going on?

“Sengoku…?” The sleepy guy muttered, slowly approaching the phone back to his ear to continue to hear the banter on the other side.

Whatever was going on, it sounded like a murder attempt. “S-tohohop it! You idiohohot!! AhAHAHA, I-I’m ohohon the phohone!” Sengoku roared through cackles.

“Yanagi won’t wake up if you sound so tame!” Iura shouted, loud enough to be heard through the phone, “you need to go louder like this!”

“IURAHAHA!!” Sengoku squealed, making Yanagi pull the phone away from his ear again.

Some sort of prank call to wake him up? Wait, wake him up? Yanagi widened his eyes, that’s the reason he could remember! He checked the time and, if he got up now, he would still arrive on time. “Y-yes, I’m awake, thanks guys!” He said hurriedly before turning off the call to go get himself ready for another school day.

A/N: Okay, so do you guys remember that one episode from the last season? It was the first thing that came to my mind when I saw this prompt on the list and I NEEDED to work on it.

So here it is ~ Hope you guys enjoyed!

[otomiyaa]

Day 22: Cheating

Hori x Miyamura | Nim's Lovely Tickletober 

Word Count: 500

"Cheater."

"Huh? We're on the same team, I thought you'd be with me on this."

"....Cheater." She was pouting. Miyamura couldn't believe Hori was acting like this.

Yes, he just tickled Yanagi, but he and Iura were winning the minigame again and he needed to resort to some desperate measures, which included tickling Yanagi when he was close to beating Hori's ass in this round.

Since when did she care so much about winning it fairly? Gaming nights with Mario Party were bound to get intense like this.

It was only Miyamura's intention to distract him a little, but Yanagi was so ticklish he ended up knocking over his soda drink with his elbow, spilling it all over his clothes, and Iura had just stepped out with him to help him clean it.

This left Miyamura alone with his girlfriend, who was currently pouting and sulking for a mysterious reason.

"They're better at Mario Party than we are. Of course I tried to cheat," he admitted.

"No, no. You tickled him. That feels like... cheating to me."

"What do y- ah. Oh." Miyamura froze. Wait.... That kind of cheating?

"Don't tell me.... Were you... jealous?"

Hori looked at him with a cute blush. She didn't answer, but Miyamura already knew this was the truth. This was Hori Kyouko here! How did he just underestimate his most adorable girlfriend in the world?

He smirked and moved closer towards her.

"So... You were jealous of me tickling him? Is that it?" he teased. "You want me to tickle you? Only you?"

When she didn't back away as his wiggling fingers approached her, he knew he was correct. Hori merely twitched the moment Miyamura's fingers touched her sides, and she started to giggle and she leaned against him, burying her face in his shoulder.

"I can't believe you got jealous about something like that," Miyamura said, now tickling his cute girlfriend more and more. Hori nodded and continued to giggle while squirming against him.

"Mehehe neheheither," she laughed. She was so adorable. Miyamura wrapped her even tighter in his arms, trapping her completely and he continued to tickle, his fingertips now slowly sneaking under her shirt and fluttering against her bare skin.

"Don't worry. I promise I'll tickle no one but you."

"Fohohorget ihhit, I'm so ehehembarrassing," Hori giggled, but Miyamura knew how much she loved this because she wasn't even trying in the slightest to escape his tickly fingers.

"No. I'm not forgetting it." Miyamura kissed her cheek, then her ear, and her neck, tickling her there as well with his soft kisses.

"I won't cheat on my ticklish girlfriend ever, got it?" he whispered, making her squeak when he suddenly squeezed her sides. Right at that moment Yanagi and Iura came back in but they immediately twirled around.

"Hohoho wrong room!" Iura laughed as they left again.

"Ah, hey! W-we weren't -!" Miyamura called out, but suddenly he was on his back on the floor with Hori pinning him down. She was still blushing, but now she was also smirking, looking smug and confident.

"We weren't what, hmm?" she said in a flirty tone.

Then without warning, she started to tickle him back, and Miyamura cackled uncontrollably while the catchy Mario Party pause screen music continued to play as a goofy background tune to his hysterical laughter.

Well well, what an interesting turn of events at tonight's gaming night.

[lovelynim]

Coming back to this after the recent episode waking up the URGE to see lee!yanagi again

Cheerful people | Iura Shu & Yanagi Akane

A/N: Last commision from @wertzunge! Thank you so much for your kind, kind support, Max! As always, I had a lot of fun writing your fics and I hope you enjoyed them too! Thank you for being so patient with me! I hope you enjoy this fic and that you don't find them too ooc!

Summary: Iura invited his friends to a studying session that day, but why is Yanagi the only one there? While they wait for the others to arrived, they'll spend their time bonding!

This is totally platonic, but idk why everything I write seems romantic to me??? sjns

Gentle, polite, and mild-mannered boy, even while struggling with math problems and english literature, Yanagi Akane looked simply perfect, too handsome and breathtaking - and Iura couldn't help but want to mess with him, even though that way of thinking also made him feel a little bad... and kinda like some kind of molester.

It hasn’t been long since they started to be friends ‘officially’, and even though Yanagi still felt a little reluctant to call Iura by his given name, Iura couldn’t deny they have done some improvement and gotten closer to each other. He was well aware he could be a handful sometimes, but Yanagi seemed to accept him even with that very characteristic trade of his, and he even looked like he enjoyed being around Iura. 

Or at least he liked to think so. They had been alone inside Iura’s room, studying for upcoming exams and, even though very focused on his studies, Yanagi didn’t seem to hate Iura’s company… Yet again, he was very good at hiding his real emotions and feelings, so could it be…?

A soft chuckle made Iura look up with a confused expression, his head tilting to the side like a curious bird when he found Yanagi hiding his mouth behind his hand, smiling humorously.

"You look a little constipated right now, Iura-kun, is everything alright?"

“Consti-!” Iura sighed, smiling awkwardly. “N-Now, I’m serious for once and you say I look constipated? So mean, Yanagi-kun,” he said, pouting for extra drama, and he was glad to see Yanagi chuckling again, shaking his head a little. “I just thought you looked a little funny. Could it be that you’re bored?”

It was a simple question: yes or no, but Iura sensed there was something behind that question, a second meaning. To him it sounded more like ‘could it be that you’re bored because I'm here with you?’, something like that, and of course that wasn't the case at all, on the contrary, wasn’t Iura just thinking about wanting to mess with Akane? Geez, he really sounded like a molester!

Iura whined, pressing his cheek against the cold wooden surface of the little table in his room. “Of course I’m bored. Don’t you get bored when you study?”

“Oh.” He was relieved, Iura could tell and he smiled, looking up at Yanagi expecting an answer. The other boy jumped a little and his cheeks tinted a bit pink.”A-Ah, of course I do… get bored, but it is something that we have to do, don’t you think?” He hummed, tapping his pencil against his open book. “I wonder when the others will arrive.”

Iura never thought he’d have his group of friends coming over to his house to study, but there he was expecting everyone with bags of chips and fresh beverages, however, Yanagi was the only one to arrive at their set time and he was not surprised at all. As soon as Yanagi excused himself and set foot inside Iura’s room, he started to study like a mad man, going through pages and pages of equations and English poems that had Iura’s head spinning. It was a little hot and Iura certainly didn’t feel like studying at the moment, couldn’t Yanagi and him bond a little before the rest arrived? 

He stole a glance to Yanagi and found him with his nose buried into his book again and Iura couldn’t help but whine again, his legs kicking a little under the table, throwing a little tantrum like a kid. Yanagi looked up at him with wide eyes. 

“What is wrong, Iura-kun?”

“Stop studying! Let’s have some fun while we wait for the rest! We’ll do plenty of study when they arrive!”

Iura pouted and Yanagi blinked a couple of times, looking down at his book, then at Iura, his book once again and then at Iura one more time before he spoke again.

“But… we can at least do homework, right? So we don’t have to do it la-

“No! That’s boring! We’ll do it later!”

Oh, his expression was so funny! Iura wanted to burst into laughter. Yanagi didn’t have any idea what to do or say! Iura couldn’t help but want to tease him some more, but what was Yanagi’s limit? He wouldn’t like to overstep it and make him feel bad in any way, not when he was finally opening up and being his true self around others. Besides, Iura was just playing around, he could easily put himself to study as well, but where was the fun in that? 

“I-Iura-kun… listen, I am not against waiting for the others to study,” he said, trying to reason with Iura, “but if we do at least our homework, we’ll have more time to have fun, don’t you think?”

He sounded just like a parent, oh goodness, Iura really wanted to laugh! A parent trying to convince their little kid to stop throwing a tantrum over a candy in a store. Yanagi was hilarious! Maybe Iura could push this a little more?

He chuckled a little, “I think you need a little convincing, Yanagi-kun.”

“C-Convincement?”

“Yes! Maybe I should force you to stop studying and do homework?” Iura hummed in thought, tapping his chin with one of his fingers. “Ah! Maybe I could tickle you? That way you would definitely stop that pencil of yours!”

“T-Tickle me?!”

This time Iura couldn’t stop himself from laughing. Yanagi’s expression was one of pure horror, his cheeks turning pinker as he started to sweat a little. 

Iura smirked, “oh? Are you very ticklish, Yanagi-kun?”

Yanagi gasped when Iura moved forward over the table to reach for him and before Iura could react, the other boy had sprung up on his feet and quickly moved away from his spot. Iura blinked and he looked at Yanagi, who had his hands raised in some kind of shield as his torso arched backwards. Iura blinked and as he looked up, he laughed and also stood on his own feet, his hands also raised, showing all ten fingers wiggling viciously. 

“Oh, Yanagi-kun, you are very ticklish!” Iura said, taking a single step forward that made Yanagi take two back and away from him. “You shouldn’t have let me know!”

“I- I didn’t say anything! I’m just- I’m n-not ticklish! You just- ah! No, wait!”

And so, the chasing started and the two of them staggered every three steps, almost falling on top of the table or the bed. Iura was giggling like a kid and Yanagi let out little squeaks every time he felt the brush of a hand against his back, almost catching him.

“I-Iuhura-kun!”

Iura gasped, “are you giggling already, Yanagi-kun? Oh, you’ll be dead when I get my hands on you!”

Yanagi squeaked again, “y-you sohound like a peherv!" 

“What?! Oh, now you’ll see- ah, wait, careful!” Iura wasn’t sure how, but Yanagi was suddenly slipping with God-knows-what and falling face first, thankfully, over the bed. Iura’s heart stopped for a second before he gasped and hurriedly neared the bed, placing a hand against Yanagi’s back. “Goodness, Yanagi-kun, are you alright?!”

“Y-Yes,” he said, a little breathless and with his cheeks pink. “That was scary, I thought- ah! N-no, nohohoho! Ahahahaha!”

“Aha!” After making sure he was alright, Iura had slowly darted his hands towards Yanagi’s sides, and in a single breath, he latched them to Yanagi’s body and started to squeeze, sending the boy into a fit of giggles as he squirmed on the bed. “Oh no, Yanagi-kun was distracted!” Iura taunted, giggling to himself. 

Yanagi flushed to the tip of his ears and he tried to get himself up, but everytime he pulled his arms away from his sides, Iura would speed up his attack and the poor boy would collapse on the bed again, pressing his arms to his sides and giggling brightly. 

Iura found all of this hilarious, seeing someone like Yanagi, as perfect as he always was, giggling and squirming around like this, was something only cool people like himself could see. He giggled and laughed at Yanagi’s reactions, Iura’s fingers squeezing at his waist, earning high-pitched giggles, then he clawed at his ribs, making Yanagi shriek as his giggles turned into cackles, and let's not even talk about how he reacted when Iura's fingers went up to the hollows of Yanagi’s armpits! Iura thought this was imagining all of this, but he certainly wasn't.

“AHAHAHA! Iuhuhurahaha-kuhuhun!” Yanagi laughed, trying to catch Iura’s hands now squeezing those muscles above his hips. “Thihis is unfahahair!”

“Well, I did tell you I was going to do it, didn’t I?” Iura said, laughing when Yanagi let out a desperate laugh as Iura vibrated his fingers against his hip bones. “How can you go around being this ticklish, Yanagi-kun?”

“I’m nohohot thihihis tihihicklish! Yohohu’re juhuhust- plehehease!”

“Ouch!” Iura whined when a heel suddenly connected with the middle of his spine. “Now now, Yanagi-kun, are you trying to hurt me?”

“N-Nohoho! Thihis is juhuhust a n-nahatural… r-reflex and- what, what are you do- NO! NAHAT THEHERE!” 

Iura couldn’t help but throw his head back with a laugh when Yanagi let out an honest-to-God shriek when he felt nimble fingers skittering across one of his soles; going all the way under his sensitive toes and then going after his heel. Blunt nails scratching at the ball of his foot and then at his arch. Yanagi’s laughter had finally turned hysteric, he desperately pulled at his foot, but Iura had caught it in an ankle lock that prevented him from escaping, no matter how hard he tried. 

“Oh, wow, did I find the spot, Yanagi-kun?” He teased, but wasn’t sure if Yanagi actually heard him, laughing as hard as he was, he could probably only hear himself. “Is this spot really bad?” He tried again, a little louder this time and he chuckled when Yanagi shrieked out a ‘yes’.

“IHIHIT IHIHIS! Plehehease, Iuhuhura-kuhuhun!” Yanagi laughed, kicking his free leg. “I’ll dihihihie!”

“Oh, you won’t,” Iura said, rolling his eyes with a big smile. “It’s just tickling, it’s not even that bad, is it?”

“IIHIHIT IHIHIS!” Yanagi said, curling his toes to stop Iura’s fingers from going under them. “I’m tihihicklish thehehere! Plehehease, stahahap!”

Iura laughed. “Ah! You’re finally asking me to stop! That is my clue then, hehe.”

With a last wiggle of his fingers under Yanagi’s toes, Iura finally stopped, letting go of the captive foot and laying on the bed beside Yanagi. The poor laughing boy was trying to catch his breath as residual tingles against his foot still had him giggling quietly. The sound was making Iura smile and he couldn’t help but break into laughter himself, making Yanagi laugh too, this time not from the tickling. 

After a moment, they stopped, giggling and grinning at each other. 

“That was fun, wasn’t it?” Iura asked with a bright smile and sparkling eyes. 

Yanagi looked at him and he chuckled. “Yes. It was fun, Iura-kun.”

Iura nodded and he got up in one jump, lending his hand to Yanagi. “Well, I think the others will be here soon, so why don’t we- ack!”

Iura gasped when he found himself back on his bed, Yanagi grinning at him, making him feel somehow, nervous. 

“What’s the matter, Yanagi-k-kuhuhun?! Nohoho! Nohohot mehehehe!” Iura giggled when he felt Yanagi’s fingers wiggling against his sides, tickling him. 

“Oh, Shu-kun, I think we can still play while the others get here, don’t you think?” Yanagi teased, easily following Iura’s body as he squirmed. “Let’s keep having fun!”

Iura gasped, trying to catch Yanagi's hands, "how- hohohow did yohohuhu cahahalled mehehe- hohohold on! You sahahaid my nahaha- Ah! Nohohot thehehere!”

Yanagi had used his given name! Iura couldn't enjoy the moment as much as he wanted to, because Yanagi had found that particularly sensitive spot near his ribs and he was cackling like crazy. Oh, the others will get very jelous when Iura tell them about it... but perhaps, he could keep it in secret until Yanagi said his name again.

Ah, bonding with friends was the best! Even if that mean being tickled to hysterics, not that Iura minded anyway!

[lovelynim]

WAHHH THE CUTIES

Iura was such a precious little thing and I love the way you made him such a playful menace heheheh

Cheerful people | Iura Shu & Yanagi Akane

A/N: Last commision from @wertzunge! Thank you so much for your kind, kind support, Max! As always, I had a lot of fun writing your fics and I hope you enjoyed them too! Thank you for being so patient with me! I hope you enjoy this fic and that you don't find them too ooc!

Summary: Iura invited his friends to a studying session that day, but why is Yanagi the only one there? While they wait for the others to arrived, they'll spend their time bonding!

This is totally platonic, but idk why everything I write seems romantic to me??? sjns

Gentle, polite, and mild-mannered boy, even while struggling with math problems and english literature, Yanagi Akane looked simply perfect, too handsome and breathtaking - and Iura couldn't help but want to mess with him, even though that way of thinking also made him feel a little bad... and kinda like some kind of molester.

It hasn’t been long since they started to be friends ‘officially’, and even though Yanagi still felt a little reluctant to call Iura by his given name, Iura couldn’t deny they have done some improvement and gotten closer to each other. He was well aware he could be a handful sometimes, but Yanagi seemed to accept him even with that very characteristic trade of his, and he even looked like he enjoyed being around Iura. 

Or at least he liked to think so. They had been alone inside Iura’s room, studying for upcoming exams and, even though very focused on his studies, Yanagi didn’t seem to hate Iura’s company… Yet again, he was very good at hiding his real emotions and feelings, so could it be…?

A soft chuckle made Iura look up with a confused expression, his head tilting to the side like a curious bird when he found Yanagi hiding his mouth behind his hand, smiling humorously.

"You look a little constipated right now, Iura-kun, is everything alright?"

“Consti-!” Iura sighed, smiling awkwardly. “N-Now, I’m serious for once and you say I look constipated? So mean, Yanagi-kun,” he said, pouting for extra drama, and he was glad to see Yanagi chuckling again, shaking his head a little. “I just thought you looked a little funny. Could it be that you’re bored?”

It was a simple question: yes or no, but Iura sensed there was something behind that question, a second meaning. To him it sounded more like ‘could it be that you’re bored because I'm here with you?’, something like that, and of course that wasn't the case at all, on the contrary, wasn’t Iura just thinking about wanting to mess with Akane? Geez, he really sounded like a molester!

Iura whined, pressing his cheek against the cold wooden surface of the little table in his room. “Of course I’m bored. Don’t you get bored when you study?”

“Oh.” He was relieved, Iura could tell and he smiled, looking up at Yanagi expecting an answer. The other boy jumped a little and his cheeks tinted a bit pink.”A-Ah, of course I do… get bored, but it is something that we have to do, don’t you think?” He hummed, tapping his pencil against his open book. “I wonder when the others will arrive.”

Iura never thought he’d have his group of friends coming over to his house to study, but there he was expecting everyone with bags of chips and fresh beverages, however, Yanagi was the only one to arrive at their set time and he was not surprised at all. As soon as Yanagi excused himself and set foot inside Iura’s room, he started to study like a mad man, going through pages and pages of equations and English poems that had Iura’s head spinning. It was a little hot and Iura certainly didn’t feel like studying at the moment, couldn’t Yanagi and him bond a little before the rest arrived? 

He stole a glance to Yanagi and found him with his nose buried into his book again and Iura couldn’t help but whine again, his legs kicking a little under the table, throwing a little tantrum like a kid. Yanagi looked up at him with wide eyes. 

“What is wrong, Iura-kun?”

“Stop studying! Let’s have some fun while we wait for the rest! We’ll do plenty of study when they arrive!”

Iura pouted and Yanagi blinked a couple of times, looking down at his book, then at Iura, his book once again and then at Iura one more time before he spoke again.

“But… we can at least do homework, right? So we don’t have to do it la-

“No! That’s boring! We’ll do it later!”

Oh, his expression was so funny! Iura wanted to burst into laughter. Yanagi didn’t have any idea what to do or say! Iura couldn’t help but want to tease him some more, but what was Yanagi’s limit? He wouldn’t like to overstep it and make him feel bad in any way, not when he was finally opening up and being his true self around others. Besides, Iura was just playing around, he could easily put himself to study as well, but where was the fun in that? 

“I-Iura-kun… listen, I am not against waiting for the others to study,” he said, trying to reason with Iura, “but if we do at least our homework, we’ll have more time to have fun, don’t you think?”

He sounded just like a parent, oh goodness, Iura really wanted to laugh! A parent trying to convince their little kid to stop throwing a tantrum over a candy in a store. Yanagi was hilarious! Maybe Iura could push this a little more?

He chuckled a little, “I think you need a little convincing, Yanagi-kun.”

“C-Convincement?”

“Yes! Maybe I should force you to stop studying and do homework?” Iura hummed in thought, tapping his chin with one of his fingers. “Ah! Maybe I could tickle you? That way you would definitely stop that pencil of yours!”

“T-Tickle me?!”

This time Iura couldn’t stop himself from laughing. Yanagi’s expression was one of pure horror, his cheeks turning pinker as he started to sweat a little. 

Iura smirked, “oh? Are you very ticklish, Yanagi-kun?”

Yanagi gasped when Iura moved forward over the table to reach for him and before Iura could react, the other boy had sprung up on his feet and quickly moved away from his spot. Iura blinked and he looked at Yanagi, who had his hands raised in some kind of shield as his torso arched backwards. Iura blinked and as he looked up, he laughed and also stood on his own feet, his hands also raised, showing all ten fingers wiggling viciously. 

“Oh, Yanagi-kun, you are very ticklish!” Iura said, taking a single step forward that made Yanagi take two back and away from him. “You shouldn’t have let me know!”

“I- I didn’t say anything! I’m just- I’m n-not ticklish! You just- ah! No, wait!”

And so, the chasing started and the two of them staggered every three steps, almost falling on top of the table or the bed. Iura was giggling like a kid and Yanagi let out little squeaks every time he felt the brush of a hand against his back, almost catching him.

“I-Iuhura-kun!”

Iura gasped, “are you giggling already, Yanagi-kun? Oh, you’ll be dead when I get my hands on you!”

Yanagi squeaked again, “y-you sohound like a peherv!" 

“What?! Oh, now you’ll see- ah, wait, careful!” Iura wasn’t sure how, but Yanagi was suddenly slipping with God-knows-what and falling face first, thankfully, over the bed. Iura’s heart stopped for a second before he gasped and hurriedly neared the bed, placing a hand against Yanagi’s back. “Goodness, Yanagi-kun, are you alright?!”

“Y-Yes,” he said, a little breathless and with his cheeks pink. “That was scary, I thought- ah! N-no, nohohoho! Ahahahaha!”

“Aha!” After making sure he was alright, Iura had slowly darted his hands towards Yanagi’s sides, and in a single breath, he latched them to Yanagi’s body and started to squeeze, sending the boy into a fit of giggles as he squirmed on the bed. “Oh no, Yanagi-kun was distracted!” Iura taunted, giggling to himself. 

Yanagi flushed to the tip of his ears and he tried to get himself up, but everytime he pulled his arms away from his sides, Iura would speed up his attack and the poor boy would collapse on the bed again, pressing his arms to his sides and giggling brightly. 

Iura found all of this hilarious, seeing someone like Yanagi, as perfect as he always was, giggling and squirming around like this, was something only cool people like himself could see. He giggled and laughed at Yanagi’s reactions, Iura’s fingers squeezing at his waist, earning high-pitched giggles, then he clawed at his ribs, making Yanagi shriek as his giggles turned into cackles, and let's not even talk about how he reacted when Iura's fingers went up to the hollows of Yanagi’s armpits! Iura thought this was imagining all of this, but he certainly wasn't.

“AHAHAHA! Iuhuhurahaha-kuhuhun!” Yanagi laughed, trying to catch Iura’s hands now squeezing those muscles above his hips. “Thihis is unfahahair!”

“Well, I did tell you I was going to do it, didn’t I?” Iura said, laughing when Yanagi let out a desperate laugh as Iura vibrated his fingers against his hip bones. “How can you go around being this ticklish, Yanagi-kun?”

“I’m nohohot thihihis tihihicklish! Yohohu’re juhuhust- plehehease!”

“Ouch!” Iura whined when a heel suddenly connected with the middle of his spine. “Now now, Yanagi-kun, are you trying to hurt me?”

“N-Nohoho! Thihis is juhuhust a n-nahatural… r-reflex and- what, what are you do- NO! NAHAT THEHERE!” 

Iura couldn’t help but throw his head back with a laugh when Yanagi let out an honest-to-God shriek when he felt nimble fingers skittering across one of his soles; going all the way under his sensitive toes and then going after his heel. Blunt nails scratching at the ball of his foot and then at his arch. Yanagi’s laughter had finally turned hysteric, he desperately pulled at his foot, but Iura had caught it in an ankle lock that prevented him from escaping, no matter how hard he tried. 

“Oh, wow, did I find the spot, Yanagi-kun?” He teased, but wasn’t sure if Yanagi actually heard him, laughing as hard as he was, he could probably only hear himself. “Is this spot really bad?” He tried again, a little louder this time and he chuckled when Yanagi shrieked out a ‘yes’.

“IHIHIT IHIHIS! Plehehease, Iuhuhura-kuhuhun!” Yanagi laughed, kicking his free leg. “I’ll dihihihie!”

“Oh, you won’t,” Iura said, rolling his eyes with a big smile. “It’s just tickling, it’s not even that bad, is it?”

“IIHIHIT IHIHIS!” Yanagi said, curling his toes to stop Iura’s fingers from going under them. “I’m tihihicklish thehehere! Plehehease, stahahap!”

Iura laughed. “Ah! You’re finally asking me to stop! That is my clue then, hehe.”

With a last wiggle of his fingers under Yanagi’s toes, Iura finally stopped, letting go of the captive foot and laying on the bed beside Yanagi. The poor laughing boy was trying to catch his breath as residual tingles against his foot still had him giggling quietly. The sound was making Iura smile and he couldn’t help but break into laughter himself, making Yanagi laugh too, this time not from the tickling. 

After a moment, they stopped, giggling and grinning at each other. 

“That was fun, wasn’t it?” Iura asked with a bright smile and sparkling eyes. 

Yanagi looked at him and he chuckled. “Yes. It was fun, Iura-kun.”

Iura nodded and he got up in one jump, lending his hand to Yanagi. “Well, I think the others will be here soon, so why don’t we- ack!”

Iura gasped when he found himself back on his bed, Yanagi grinning at him, making him feel somehow, nervous. 

“What’s the matter, Yanagi-k-kuhuhun?! Nohoho! Nohohot mehehehe!” Iura giggled when he felt Yanagi’s fingers wiggling against his sides, tickling him. 

“Oh, Shu-kun, I think we can still play while the others get here, don’t you think?” Yanagi teased, easily following Iura’s body as he squirmed. “Let’s keep having fun!”

Iura gasped, trying to catch Yanagi's hands, "how- hohohow did yohohuhu cahahalled mehehe- hohohold on! You sahahaid my nahaha- Ah! Nohohot thehehere!”

Yanagi had used his given name! Iura couldn't enjoy the moment as much as he wanted to, because Yanagi had found that particularly sensitive spot near his ribs and he was cackling like crazy. Oh, the others will get very jelous when Iura tell them about it... but perhaps, he could keep it in secret until Yanagi said his name again.

Ah, bonding with friends was the best! Even if that mean being tickled to hysterics, not that Iura minded anyway!