#tuaticklefic

[loveleedreamer]

This is the first small tword fic I’ve decided to post, and it’s on my ao3 account called aceyspacey- hope you like it

ITS VIKTOR BRUH

Klaus sat back on the couch after the festivities of Luthor's bachelor party. He took a swig from his flask before shutting his eyes for a cat nap. Just before he could drift off to sleep, Viktor makes a beeline for the couch from behind and launches himself over.

"Ya know man you really should hydrate now, properly" he says handing him a bottled water from the hotel's vending machine. It was ice cold with condensation dripping down it. Viktor held it front of his brother willing for him to take it. Klaus squeaks in surprise though, making the smaller brother raise an eyebrow at him.

"Vee- that water's co-ho-ld, don't hold right above me like tha-hat!"

"What are you talking about dude?" Viktor asks- still holding the bottle above Klaus.

Klaus screeches again, drunkenly batting Viktor's arm away from him. "The water's drippy and it's too-hoo cold"

"Oh I see, so it tickles you huh?" Viktor asks with mischief on his mind, slowly bringing the bottle down to Klaus's torso.

Klaus screeches as loud as a hawk as the freezing bottle is placed on his belly. As always, his shirt is much too small for him so every tickle spot is super exposed. Viktor sits beside him, giggling along with his helpless brother.

"Dude is there anything that doesn't tickle you?" Victor says, swinging his leg over Klaus to sit on his lap.

"Hee-ehehehe ahahaha- Vee don't you dare-arre"

“Where did calling me Vee come from? Are you so drunk you forgot my new name?” Viktor busts out laughing at this realization. He rubs his hands on the freezing water bottle and promptly sticks his fingers into Klaus’s underarms. Klaus lets out another screech, followed by a stream of squeaky giggles. “IT’S VIKTOR BRUH”

“Oh-hohono Viktor, get off me you little dickhead!” Klaus yells, pushing his brother over.

“Hehe aww Klaus, even your insults are affirming” Viktor says dramatically with his hand on his chest, “Gosh I love you.”

Viktor pulls himself into Klaus’s lap again to hug his taller brother tight. Klaus gladly obliges. "I love you too little bro, you know I need some revenge though, right?"

"He-hey what?" Viktor replies before melting into giggles at his taller brother's hand.