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Skz most to least ticklish member

Let me just make this clear. It’s my opinion based on what I’ve seen. Let my know if you have a different view on the topic.

1st 🥇 - Jeonging

Do I need to explain anything? This boy can’t handle tickling to SAVE HIS LIFE. We all know about his neck sensitivity too. Even chokers tickle him.

2nd 🥈- Hyunjin

Now, it’s either he is a drama queen and overreacts or he’s actually THAT ticklish. He immediately jumps or screams when tickled and can’t hold it in in any case, making him the 2nd most sensitive member.

3rd 🥉- Minho

I once watched a video on here, I don’t remember when it was and whose video it was, ranking Minho third on the list. I totally agree and I love it. Although he appears cold and serious, if you really want to see his adorable side all it takes is a single poke. Notice how he reacts every time he’s tickled? ESPECIALLY on his sides.

4th - Felix

My boy is ticklish as HELL. His ribs and sides are probably his sweet spot. However he looks like he could handle it better than Minho. I’m pretty sure he also likes it sometimes, yk, if it’s one of the members. I couldn’t decide whether I’d put him on number 4 alone or along with Changbin, but turns out he’s a little more sensitive than him.

5th - Changbin

As I said earlier, I was thinking of putting him on number 4. He is in fact veeeery ticklish. But it looks like he can contain his reaction in comparison to the top 3, despite his high sensitivity. So that’s why I’m putting him here.

6th - Chan and Jisung

At this point I really couldn’t tell their sensitivity apart. On the one hand I was like “Chan is more ticklish” but on the other, I’d see a clip of Lee!Jisung and completely change my mind. So that’s why I’m putting them together. They are really ticklish and sensitive but it looks like they could handle it a little longer than the rest.

7th - Seungmin

Now let me tell you, this boy might be the only one who is ticklish to a normal extent. I’m not saying he’s not ticklish, but really, have you seen how the others react compared to Min?

Letter: This was a hard task. All of them are ticklish AS HELL and none of them would survive like 5 minutes of tickling (maybe Seungmin would, but I’m not sure about that either)

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OMG HIIII I had an idea for a fic :))

what if the members are waiting for chan at home but he's in the studio working late, so they all go to his studio and force him to work while they tickle him. (basically he's stuck in the chair trying to make a song while being tickled)

IDK IF THATS A GOOD IDEA thankss

Hi, omg I love this idea! Such a great concept. I love lee!chan, I hope you do too. Enjoy!

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Challenge

Lee!Chan

Ler!Skz

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“Yah, where is Chan-hyung? He promised to show up.” Minho whined, opening up the last packet of chips and pouring its content into a bowl.

Stray Kids were supposed to have a movie night that evening. Felix and Seungmin bought all the snacks, Changbin, Jeongin and Han argued for hours choosing what to watch and Minho cooked up something nice and warm with Hyunjin. Everything was perfect and ready. There was only one thing missing…

“Chan should really stop being such a workaholic. He can’t live properly because of it!” Changbin agreed “Me, him and Bin agreed to finish up that last song and go. Obviuosly, Chan insisted on staying longer, adding some details to it. That was 3 hours ago!” Han angrily rambled.

“What, really? This needs to stop!” Hyunjin clenched his fists in anger “Guys, guys! Let’s not get angry here. Maybe we should help him instead of talking behind his back.” Felix suggested, changing the groups perspective.

“You’re right, I think we should go and comfort him. Our leader can’t miss another movie night. He didn’t participate last week either!” Seungmin joined in, agreeing with Lix’s idea “Right, we should do something about this. How about we pay him a visit?” said the maknae.

“Our noodles are getting cold. Let’s do this before it’s too late. To Channies studio!” Han yelled, leading the rest of the members towards the door.

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Soon, they arrived to their destination. During the short drive, the kids had come up with an idea. Minho knew that getting angry and mad at the older would only work out to their disadvantage. They had to solve the problem peacefully. And only one thing came to his mind…

“Let’s tickle him.” Lee Know calmly stated “What? Why?” Hyunjin asked “To cheer him up, stupid. Do you want to choke on tissues, or do you agree?” the bunny threatened. Let’s say that Stray Kids immediately accepted Minho’s idea.

You don’t see 7 men walking around at night very often. And these men were on a mission too. The screams that were heard later could’ve been mistaken for a very well planed murder.

The leader of skz was still working his head off in the studio. His laptop was about to explode because of the long, restless hours of work it had just gone thru.

“Bang Christopher Chan! Put that computer down or you’ll be in some serious trouble!” Jisung kicked the door open and immediately intimidated the said man.

“Hey, kids! What are you doing here? It’s late.” the kangaroo softly uttered, partly because he was tired and partly because he was just a calm, caring leader. “That’s a question for you, mister. What are you doing here, working on a MOVIE NIGHT!” Yongbok yelled, highlighting the activity that his hyung was about to miss out on.

“Tonight’s a movie night? Shit, sorry, guys. I genuinely forgot…” Chan murmured, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment “Save those apologies for later, Channie-hyung. Stray Kids, let’s put our plan in action!” the second oldest exclaimed, launching himself towards his only hyung.

Before the wolf even had a chance to think, 14 pairs of hand restrained him onto the chair he was sitting on “W-what’s the plan, guys? Are you going to h-hurt me?” “Much worse. Hint: it doesn’t hurt but is impossible to handle.” Han teased, running a finger up his side.

Oh no.

Chan knew what they were talking about. And he wasn’t looking forward to it “Look, how about you don’t tickle me and we can all be happy and go back home to have our movie night. How does that sound?” the oldest aussie babbled in panic. “I don’t think so, you old man” Seungmin said, digging into his thigh.

“SeungmIHInie, plehehease DOHOHON’T!” the old man in question protested, trying to pry away at least one of the scary arms that were keeping him glued to his seat “No escaping! You deserve this, Channie-hyung. Give yourself a break for once.” Innie tormented the older by squeezing his knee.

“Since making music seems more interesting to you, then you should make us a beutiful song right now!” Minho suggested, innocently scribbling his finger on the wolf’s neck “Ihihi can’t do anythihihing like this!” Chan squirmed.

Suddenly Jisung pulled out a piece of paper “I wrote some lyrics on the way here. Even less work for you!” the quokka stated, placing the paper next to the aussies laptop. When Chan extended his arm to see what his first Stray Kid had written down, he felt a sharp poke in his armpit.

“HEHEY! That’s unfahahair, you cahahan’t poke me while I’m WOHOHORKING!” the leader’s arms quickly glued back onto his vulnerable torso “That seems like a you problem, hyung” Hyunjin commented, sneaking his hand under the poor boy’s shirt to claw his chest “JIHIHIHIHINIE NOHOHO”

“Do you accept the challenge or would you prefer to be wrecked by all of us until you pee yourself and pass out?” Changbin threatened, playfully wiggling his fingers and the oldest member of 3racha. Chan felt shivers running down his back just at the thought of that as he agressively shook his head in denial.

“Good. Now chop,chop, get to producing!” Han encouraged, poking his victim repeatedly “DohohoHOHn’t! Thihihs ihihs UHUnfahahaHAIR!” the poor leader complained for the 100th time.

Minho was getting fed up with the way the older kept on yelping and squeeling instead of getting to work. So, he finally decided to do something that would get his hyung operating.

He “walked” his fingers down Chan’s whole torso down to the are between his knee and thigh “Minnie. No. Please.” were the lee’s last words before decending into deep belly laughter. Lee Know used all five of his fingers, rapidly squeezing the sensitive spot.

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE HEHEHELP SOMEHEHEHONE!” the kangaroo cackled “I know how to help! Start. Making.The. Goddam. Song!” Jeongin encouraged, jabbing the older’s side “OHOHOHOK IHIHI WIHIHIHIHIHL JUHUHUHUST STOHOHOP!”

Everyone lifted their hands off the poor man, letting him at least take a look at the lyrics he was given “Whahahat is this? No wonder you wrote this in like 15 minutes…”

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(Verse 1)

In the park where memories cling,

Old men share tales on a bench swing.

Silver hair, stories unfold,

Life's chapters etched in lines, untold.

(Chorus)

Oh, the old men, eyes full of lore,

Walking through life, forevermore.

Laughter lines, wisdom's hold,

In their hearts, stories of old.

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Weathered hands, a lifetime's trace,

Wrinkles echo time and grace.

Seasons pass, joy and pain,

Old men's stories, like a refrain.

(Chorus)

Oh, the old men, eyes full of lore,

Walking through life, forevermore.

Laughter lines, wisdom's hold,

In their hearts, stories of old.

(Outro)

On the bench, shadows blend,

Old men's tales, a timeless trend.

As the sun sets, memories unfold,

In their hearts, stories of gold.

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(I asked chatgpt to write this lol)

The rest of the members got curious, looking down at the piece of paper “HAHAHA no wahahay you wrote about him being so old!” Seungmin giggled, high-fiving Han “This so so stupid,there’s no way I am about to-” Channie soon changed his mind once the mischeviou’s bunnie’s torturous hand started going back down to the dreaded spot.

The kangaroo tried to get as close to his computer so he wouldn’t have to expose his armpits by stretching his arms out. He was just trying to open the editing app, but that ,obviously wasn’t going to be so easy.

“YAH! Stohohop prodding mehehe!” the wolf tried to contain his snickers “We don’t have time! Get back to work!” Changbin commanded, shacking his hands onto the producer’s ribs “PLEHEHEHEHEASE I-I CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T!”

The leader’s hands went back down to protect his sensitive body. There was no way he was about to complete this challenge.

“Hurry uppp! I just can’t wait to listen to this brand new song our amazing leader is about to make~” Hyunjin whined, blowing air into his ears.

Chan took a deep breath in. Maybe, just maybe he can ignore the insanely unbearable feeling and complete the dare.

He, once again, quickly reached out to his precious laptop. The kangaroo knew his armpits would soon be poked and prodded, but he had no other options.

“Hehehehehe plehehehease stohohop…” as expected, giggled started pouring out the ticklish man’s mouth. The dwaekki and ferret were both in charge of making the older’s job much more complicated by jabbing into the sensitive spot.

Chan had succesfully opened the editing app. He didn’t care about what song he was going to make, his vocals and overall results. The only thing on his mind was just to finish this.

“Youhuhuhuhu’re anohohohoying! Whoho’s touching my- agh!- SihiHIHDE? FEHEHELIX! STOHOHOHOP!” the younger aussie just snickered. He had gotten tired of his mate taking the tickles so well.

Chan was trying to find an unfinished draft that he could pair with the lyrics. Obviously, that would’ve been much easier without the constant unpredictable movements of his bandmate’s hands.

The talented producer didn’t even check what the incompleted beat sounded like, because someone’s hand or hands (he couldn’t even tell) dug into his lower body. Aka his thighs and knees.

“WHOHOHOHO’S DOHOHOING THAHAHAT?! PLEHEHEHEHEASE JUHUHUHST- UGH STOHOHOP!” poor Chanie’s knees crashed into one another as he fought the urge to lift his arms away from the keyboard “Come on~ Don’t let us torture you like that! Just bring your hands down, that’s all you need to do~” the fox taunted, only quickening his torturous fingers.

Their noble ruler shook his head side to side, his eyes shutting tighly as he refused to give in and defend his torso “P-Plehehease, d-doHOHOhohn’t! I cahaHaHAHAn’t…!” the poor man was shaking, trying to numb his ticklishness. He was doing pretty damn good, until Minho decided to attack his very sensitive ribs.

Lee Know’s idea definetly worked, as poor Channie’s arms glued right back to his body “THIHIHIHIHS IHIHIHIHISN’T FAHAHAHAIR! LEHEHEHEHEHET MEHEH GOHOHOHO!” too bad nobody listened…

If it weren’t for the rest of kid’s holding the wolf’s seat in place, Chan would’ve fallen over at least 10 times already. He was squiming in his chair, his melody long forgotten.

The lost children(lol) decided to slow down and actually let the eldest member at least get started with his song.

“Recording everything will take faaaar too long. How about you just play that cute little beat you’ve brewed up and sing the lyrics however you like? You know, intuitively.” Jisung thought out loud “You know, that’s an amazing idea! Let me just take out my phone and record it, so that we can listen later…” the younger aussie agreed, pulling out said device from his pocket.

“Wahahait, you’re not gonna film this, are you?” the leader muttered in fear “Oh, we are. And what are you gonna do about it? Threaten us? In this adorable position you’re in?” Felix tormented, poking his australian brother’s chest.

Chan turned red at the stament. He decided to play this draft of his at least one more time before adding the… amazing lyrics.

The funkiest, funniest beat echoed thru the room “Well, sing, aussie boy!” the dark rapper encouraged, shoving his hands into his hyung’s armpits.

“I juhuhust wanna listen to it ONE time! Please!” the kangaroo tried to bargain with the lers “Nuh-uh! Sing, now!” the puppy joined Changbin by wrapping his fingers around the older’s thigh.

Soon, the rest of the boys followed Binnie’s and Seungmin’s actions by teasingly placing their arms onto certain spots, getting ready to wreck them.

Jisung handed their commander the paper, skipping to the beggining of the melody

“In the park where memories cling, Old men share tales on a bench swing.” Chan sang the first lines, trying to match his voice with the playing song.

As he tried to sing the next lines, Minho scribbled his fingers on Channie’s neck.

“Sihihihilver hair, stohohories unfold, Mihihinho stohohop!” the wolf whisper-yelled the last part as he fought demons trying to hold his laugh.

“Lihihihfe's ch-chaptehehers etchehehd in lines, untoOHOHOHOLD CHAHAHANGBIN NOHOHO!” he tried to push out the last line before the chorus, which was nearly impossible as the third oldest dug into his very ticklish armpits.

“Oh, the ohohohold mEHEHEHEN, eyEHEHEHEs FUHUHUHUHLL OHOF LOhohoHORE” the leader howled once he felt both of the maknae’s digging mercilessly into the ticklish flesh of his armpits and kneecaps.

“walkiHIHIHIHIng THROHOHOHOugh life, forhohohoevermohohore” his screams died down.

“LAUGHTEHEHEHEHER LIHIHIHINES, wisdOHOHOHOm's hohohold, in their hearts, storiehehehes of ohohohold.” the poor victim cackled, snickered and wheezed, but eventually sang the chorus out.

It was pretty complicated to do so, considering that his whole body was being ticklishly violated every few seconds.

“You’re doing great, honey! Just push thru a few more lines!” Felix sheepishly smiled, drilling his fingers deeper into the kangaroo’s side.

At this point, Chan’s dongsaengs were making it impossible to get any understandable words out of his mouth. All that their poor leader could choke out were pleads of mercy and wild cackles.

“Come on, sing for us, hyungie~!” Seungmin teased, masaging deep circles into the back of the eldest’s member’s knees.

“IHIHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T! JUHUHUHUHUHUHST STOHOHOHOP!” to his disadvantage, none of his precious children listened.

Stray Kids saw no limit, pushing their fingers deeper in and quickening the already painfully fast pace. Chan was dying. He was thrashing around wildly in seat, unable of stopping the tingly sensation that had overtaken his whole body.

“Push out those last verses and we’ll let you go” the oldest rapper encouraged, seeing that his hyung was very close to his limit.

The truth is, Chan could handle tickling pretty well. Even with multiple members wrecking him at the same time. But, obviuosly, the amount was pretty limited.

“YAHAHAHAHAHAHAH J-JUHUHUHUHUHST SLOHOHOHOHOW- HAHAHAHAHAHA DOWN!” no matter how exhausted the aussie was, he was determined to finish what he had started.

He grabbed the paper with his shaky hands and just tried to read the lyrics out loud.

“WEHEHEHEHEath-theHEHEHEred han-HAHAHAHAHANDS, A li-LIHIHIfetIHIHIHImeHEHEHE's trahahah-” to be honest, nobody understood a singular word that left his mouth. But hey, at least he was singing the lyrics… Righ?

“SEHEHEHAHAHASONS PAHAHAHAHA-PLEHEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOHOP!” at this point, Chan had given up. He was much more focused on shaking his head and whole body side to side in ticklish agony while trying to pry everyone’s hands off him.

“Alright, now that you’re done we must reward you!” Han announced, peeling Chan’s hands away from his torso. He pulled his poor hyung’s shirt up and placed his lips on the very sensitive side.

Soon, everyone got the hint, fighting the kangaroo to get their lips on whatever exposed body part. At some point, Channie gave up and just went limp, waiting for the unberable feeling to come.

“Aww, look, he’s letting us give him raspberries~!” Innie teased, as he exposed the older’s knee. If only Chan knew that in a few moments he would be right back to squirming and thrashing like a maniac.

Stray Kids’ leader was in a concerning state. He was full on crying because of the ticklish feeling that had fully overtaken him. His cheeks were damp, neck and shirt collar soaking wet. Poor Channies was so red that it didn’t even seem funny. Nobody knew if it was from the teases or the intense tickling.

As expected, his dearest children didn’t wait much longer before crashing their lips onto Chan’s vulnerable body.

Jeongin and Seungmin were torturing the lee’s knees by, obviously, blowing raspberries on the top and squeezing the bottom. The sunshine twins were trying(keyword: trying) to blow some ticklish air onto Channie’s midriff. In the meantime, the other two eldest’s were busy tormenting the older’s neck and ears, which were beet-red. Hyunjin, on the other hand, sneaked around making the leader’s alredy miserable condition worse by squeezing or poking ramdom places.

“YAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE P-PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHO DOHOHOOHOHOHON’T!” begged Chan with the last ounces of strengh that he had left “WA-WAIHAHAHAIT IHIHIHIHI CA-CAHAHA-” soon enough, his laughther was cut short as he ran out of breath. His chest stopped rapidly rising up and down as he curled into himself the best he could.

The aussie simply went limp. That’s when Minho commanded everyone to stop “Hey, hyung, are you alright? We might have went too far…” Changbin asked with concern in his voice “Y-Yeahah… I’m ok. Just tired.” Chan breathed out.

“So… You’re not mad?” the maknae questioned, showing his best puppy eyes “Now that I think about it, I kind of liked it…” “OH MY GOD I GOT THAT ON CAMERA!” Lix screamed, scaring the hell out of basically everyone.

“No way! Give me that phone. Now. Don’t think that I won’t get revenge on every. single. one of you! Nobody is going to be safe this week!” Chan threatened, jumping out of his seat and pinning Felix down.

“That song was beautiful, you know. Must be one of your best melodies” Jisung teased “You’ll be my first victim! Wait, whose idea was this anyway…?” the leader pondered. Everyone’s gazes stuck to Minho like wasps to a pool of soda.

“Yah! Don’t call me out like that… Channie-hyung, please. You really don’t have to do this…” Lee Know whined “Watch your back…”

Even though the older was plotting his revenge mere seconds after his session, he couldn’t help but think about how much he loved being mercilessly wrecked by all of his younger brother’s. He had totally forgotten why he was tired or upset before…

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Hope you enjoyed! Maybe I will make a series of how Chan gets revenge on everyone… Sorry for not updating. Requests are open if you have any ideas! I’ll try to finish them asap.

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Chan tickling changbin(?) at the end

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Changbin tickling felix's armpit 💀😭

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THATS ADORABLE OMG 😭

Credit goes to @Bangchanstraykz on twitter!

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Puppy tickles

Requested!

Ler: Minho

Lee: Seungmin

Note: This is a tickle fic. If you’re not interested or confident with this type of content, I’d suggest you scroll 🎀

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Lee Know was in his dorm alone. Han was out with a cousin of his and the cat was bored as hell. He was staring at the ceiling, then he scrolled on TikTok, then stared at the ceiling again. 5 minutes felt like 5 whole hours to him. He decided to go to a convenience store to buy something as he began feeling hungry.

When he finished his meal he thought about going back home, but he really didn’t want to. All he wanted was some company. He immediately ran to Seungmin’s house.

He knocked on the door and heard Seungmin from the inside yelling “Coming!”. When the puppy opened the door and saw his hyung, not smiling at all, he grew concerned.

“Are you okay, hyung?”, the puppy asked. Lee know looked at him in the eyes and all he said was “Are you busy?”. The puppy just stared in a loss of words “..Uh, no? Wanna come in?”.

They went straight into Seungmin’s room and laid in the bed. They thought of watching a movie, but, even though Minho said yes, it was obvious he wasn’t interested in it. Seungmin went on Netflix and put on “Spirited away” and Lino dragged his feet through the kitchen to get some snacks.

When he returned to the room, he just threw the bags onto the puppy’s lap. He noticed that the younger had trapped his feet at the holes of the bed. An idea popped into his mind.

“Seungmin-ah… I’m sad.”, he said, he was trying hard to not show a mischievous smirk. “I know hyung. I see. What can I do about it? I’ll do anything you want, just please calm down. Jisung will come back eventually.”

“Wait!” Minho said “what did you say? You’ll do anything?”

“Yes, I will”, Seungmin was confident.

Lino went up to his feet and lightly touched his soles “Anything?”, he asked again. You know, just to make sure.

The younger gulped. He didn’t want to get tickled, but he also wanted his hyung to be happy. ‘A little tickling won’t hurt, right?’ he thought.

It was true. He could handle some tickles if it meant that Minho would finally smile.

“Yes. Just get over with it and make it quick.”

Minho finally smiled and started tracing circles over the puppy’s paws. Seungmin let out small giggles.

“Ahahhaha ohohoh my gohohod”. His smile was so adorable that Minho was motivated to continue. He could stare at his beautiful smile all day.

“Does that tickle, Minie?”, the older teased resulting the vocalist to blush. “Stahahp with the teahahasing”

He was squirming, hiding his face, turning side to side.

“You just have to bare it for a while” Lee know kept telling him.

“Hyuhung, ehehenough pleahahase”, Seungmin cried, and Minho stopped. He felt quite better and as soon as he stopped his phone started ringing. It was Jisung

“Jisung?! Are you home? Where are you? Do you want me to come and pick you up?” Minho said, clearly excited.

“Will you let him speak? If you don’t mind of course” Seungmin teased, untrapping his feet with a note to himself to never put himself in the same position again.

“Shut up Seungmin. OH YOURE HOME? IM COMING!”, he hang up the phone and immediately ran to his and Jisung’s dorm. He was so excited to see his soulmate that he didn’t even say goodbye to Seungmin.

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I’m so sorry it’s quick, but I really couldn’t make it look like a torture. It made me uncomfortable. I tried to keep it light and fluffy. I hope you like it!

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hi there! i hope you alright;)

well, i have a little request/idea for you

I really like hyunsung interactions, it's really cute, so I wanna read some tickle fic about them. I have a little idea.

hyunjin and jisung could compete in a game on the console, hyunjin or jisung can say that they play better than the other or something like that. they will compete and whoever loses the game will have to get punished, so they can tickle each other.

it's so simple, but i really like this idea. you can write this if you are interested, thank you!<3

Sometimes the simple things are the best ones. Thank you for the idea! Be patient though. I’ll write it as soon as possible

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ADORABLE

can i request? maybe lee! lee know and ler! hyunjin? something alongside the lines of soft tickles or smt bc lee k ow always gets rough treatment cuz he’s older ?x

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This is a tickle fic. If u’re uncomfortable, keep scrolling.

t/w: soft tickle, brotherhood love

Lee: Lee know 🐰

Ler!: Hyunjin 🥟

thanks @skzdiary for the request. I hope u like it 🫶🏻

Note: this is my first fic ever. Be kind with me pls.

(also english is not my first language, so maybe there will be some mistakes. sorry )

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The lead-up to a comeback was always intense, but this time, it felt even more overwhelming for Lee Know. The choreography was intricate, the schedules were packed, and as the main dancer, he bore a weight that the others didn’t fully understand.

Minho had always been good at hiding his stress—at least, he thought so. He pushed himself harder during practice, stayed up late perfecting every movement, and smiled as if everything was fine. But Hyunjin wasn’t fooled. He had noticed the dark circles under Minho’s eyes, the way his movements became sharper but less fluid, and how he retreated to his room as soon as practice ended.

That afternoon, Hyunjin decided to check on him. The dorm was quiet, most of the members out running errands or resting in their rooms. He knocked softly on Minho’s door, but there was no response. Concerned, he turned the knob and peeked inside.

Minho was sitting on the edge of his bed, his head buried in his hands. His shoulders shook, and it only took a moment for Hyunjin to realize that he was crying.

“Hyung…” Hyunjin said gently, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.

Minho stiffened, quickly wiping his face and turning away. “I’m fine, Hyunjin. Just tired.”

But Hyunjin wasn’t buying it. He walked over and sat beside him, pulling him into a side hug. Minho resisted at first, but eventually melted into his touch, his quiet sobs breaking Hyunjin’s heart.

“You’ve been working too hard,” Hyunjin murmured, running a hand up and down Minho’s back. “You don’t have to carry everything alone, you know.”

Minho sniffled, his voice barely a whisper. “I just want everything to be perfect.”

“It will be,” Hyunjin assured him. “But not if you destroy yourself in the process.”

Hyunjin wanted to do more than just comfort him—he wanted to make him smile, to remind him that there was still lightness in the world even amidst the pressure. A playful idea sparked in his mind, and a small grin tugged at his lips.

“Hyung,” he said, his voice soft but teasing, “you know what happens when you don’t take care of yourself, right?”

Minho glanced at him, confused. “What are you talking about?”

Hyunjin didn’t answer. Instead, he gently pushed Minho back onto the bed, straddling his hips.

“Hyunjin, what are you—” Minho’s eyes widened as Hyunjin’s fingers hovered near his sides. “NO. DON’T. YOU. DARE..”

“Oh, I dare,” Hyunjin said with a mischievous smirk.

Before Minho could protest further, Hyunjin’s fingers began to gently spider along his sides, just above his hips. The reaction was immediate—Minho squirmed, a reluctant giggle escaping his lips.

“HYUNJIN-HA STOP!!!” he protested, though the laughter in his voice betrayed him.

“Nope,” Hyunjin replied, his tone light and sing-song. “You’ve been too stressed, and this is the best way to fix it.”

His fingers danced up to Minho’s armpits, barely grazing the sensitive skin there. Minho let out a squeal, his arms instinctively clamping down. Then he starts tracing his V-line, probably his worst spot, and his hips, sometimes wiggling light his fingers.

Meanwhile he tickle kiss/ nibble his belly button.

“HYUNJIN! I—AH! STOP! AHAH! I C-CAN’T! AHAHAHA!

“Not until you’re smiling for real,” Hyunjin said, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Minho’s neck. “You’ve been hiding too much, hyung. Let it out.”

Minho’s laughter grew louder as Hyunjin’s fingers found his thighs, squeezing gently. His legs kicked out, but Hyunjin held firm, his grin widening.

“Hyunjin, I’m—ah!OKAY AHHH AHAHAH!” Minho pleaded through his giggles, his face red from laughing so much.

But Hyunjin wasn’t done yet. He shifted down, grabbing one of Minho’s feet and tracing his fingers along the sole. Minho practically screamed, thrashing helplessly as Hyunjin chuckled.

“Your feet are so ticklish, hyung,” Hyunjin teased, wiggling softly and light his fingers in the sentitive spaces between his toes.

“HYUNJIN! AHAHAHA! I SWEAR! AHH—” Minho tried to sound threatening, but it was hard to be intimidating while laughing uncontrollably.

After a few more minutes of soft but relentless tickles, Hyunjin finally relented. He flopped down beside Minho, pulling him into a tight hug. Minho was still catching his breath, his cheeks flushed, but there was a small, genuine smile on his face.

“There it is,” Hyunjin said softly, brushing Minho’s hair out of his eyes. “That’s the smile I wanted to see.”

Minho sighed, leaning into Hyunjin’s embrace. “You’re so annoying,” he muttered, though there was no malice in his tone.

“And you love me for it,” Hyunjin teased, pressing a kiss to Minho’s forehead.

For a while, they just lay there, wrapped up in each other’s warmth.

“Thank you,” Minho said quietly, his voice filled with sincerity. “I didn’t realize how much I needed that.”

“Anytime, hyung,” Hyunjin replied, holding him a little tighter. “You don’t have to do this alone. I’ve got you.”

And for the first time in weeks, Minho felt the weight on his shoulders lighten, replaced by the comfort of knowing he wasn’t alone.

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hihi! I wanted to request a lee!hyunjin and ler!jeongin. Basically yk how hyunjin always teases innie so maybe he got tired of it and decided to get revenge and make hyune a giggly flustered mess 🤭

Love the idea! I’ll write it as soon as I can. It might take a while but I’m pretty busy lately

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(I'm writing through a translator because my English is bad, sorry) Minho was in a bad mood and he wanted to tickle someone. And Seungmin застрял. His ankles were stuck in the ends of the bed. (I don't know what it's called. But some beds have a pattern on the ends where there are holes.) Seungmi nan was spinning so hard that his feet were stuck.

That’s an amazing idea! I’m gonna start writing as soon as I can

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Introduction 🍓

Hi 🎀

Name: Ina

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: lesbian

Age: 17 (turning 18 in August)

Birthday: August 29th

Nationality: Greek

Ultimate groups: Stray kids, Everglow

I write fics for: Stray kids, Everglow, IVE, BTS, (G)I-DLE (reqs are open)

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I don’t need to describe my personality. I’m a good mix of Jisung and Minho, the only difference is that I read classics and I want to study philosophy. Other than that, if you know Han and Lino then you know me too.

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(This is a tickling related account. If you don’t like this type of content there’s no need to hate, just continue living 🫶🏻)

Han Jisung of skz

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Everyone I need your help

School stole my creativity and won’t give it back soon, so I need yalls requests. I write fics mainly about skz, however, I could also write about everglow, ive or bts. My requests are open and waiting for you.

-ina

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That’s was honestly impressive, I adored it

Thank you! Okay here’s my idea. It’s kinda like a slowburn fic but tickling? So imagine it’s a Ler in a Ler mood (maybe Chan?) but is trying to hold back from acting on it cuz he doesn’t wanna make the others uncomfortable. But the members notice and decide to tease the Ler by doing little things near him but not close enough to let him participate. So like poking each other, short quick tickle, stretching and showing off weak spots but hiding them too fast. Just really making the Ler mood for him worse trying to break him but he keeps holding back until finally one of the Lees just flat out invites him to tickle them cuz you know you want to hyung. Basically a flustered shy Ler fic! I hope I explained it right. I think it’d be fun for it to be a longer fic so you can play up the flustery parts. That’s my idea! I love ur writing so I hope you like this idea and feel inspired to write it! If not, maybe one day I will post my version of it. Thank youuu!! ☀️

𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 — 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗮’𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 3.5k

𝙖/𝙣: happy birthday to me!! i’m so happy i got to post this fic on time hehe :3 i hope you all enjoy this!!

𝒍𝒆𝒆: skz

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

Ler mood: 9/10 

Chan was this close to losing it. He felt the overwhelming guilt flood his system, like the feeling of sticky fingers after eating ice cream, that annoyingly clammy feeling that spreads through the body with no end in sight. 

Jisung’s gentle snoring filled the studio, and Channie watched, laptop forgotten and bottom lip between his teeth, as the smaller boy shifted, his shirt rising just a bit more to reveal his tiny belly button. 

The urge to stick a finger in there, to hear the high pitched squeal and chaotic, unhinged laughter that would ensue was catastrophic. Chan fidnt know how he’s still holding back. 

But he was asleep, and what if it irritated him? 

Chan felt the guilt rise again, and he nearly groaned out loud. His ler mood was killing him, and he needed one of the members right now or else he might actually explode. 

Okay…so maybe he became a bit dramatic when his mood hits. But who could blame him?

Listening to Jisung complain about how sleep deprived he had been lately, Chan knew it would be horrible to just disturb him like that. 

Ler mood: 8/10

Wandering around the dorm in search of a potential lee, a sinking feeling began to emerge in Chan’s gut. Am I too overbearing? Is this crossing the line? And worst of all, Am I…weird for doing this? 

Chan froze mid-step, vision going slightly blurry as tears welled up in his eyes. He felt absolutely horrible, hunting his members down to tickle them just because he was feeling a certain way. 

Even if Changbin’s tummy looked too sweet not to be tickled, and even if Seungmin called him old one too many times, Chan wondered if the members hated the spontaneous tickling sessions he threw at them, whether it made them nervous, or even worse, scared of the leader. 

Dinner time was a chaotic time as normal, all the members chatting as they devoured the scrumptious cooking, courtesy of Minho. Except for one. 

Chan moved around the food on his plate with his fork and spoon, feeling squeamish and uncomfortable with the prospect of eating. He felt nervous as he felt seven pairs of eyes stare him down, like a flight of hawks. 

“You haven’t eaten a thing, hyung… are you okay?” Hyunjin’s tone dripped of suspicion, like honey, sweet and sultry at the same time. 

Channie gulped. “Yes, I’m fine,” He chuckled, trying to act normal even if he knew it wouldn’t work. His thoughts were confirmed when Minho narrowed his eyes at him across the room. 

Chan excused himself, trying his hardest to ignore how the others stared holes into the back of his head as he set his plate in the sink and left. 

Ler mood: 10/10

Hearing the sound of screaming laughter, Chan shot up from his studio table, turning his head to see the rest of the members immersed in playful banter, and poor m was getting it, dozens of fingers attacking as he squealed out, face red. 

Chan fought the itch to join in, instead trying to block out the sound of the maknae’s joyful hysterics  by slamming his headphones onto his head, pressing them against his ears in a hope that they’d drown out the laughter that made him wanna cry. 

It did nothing, and Chan felt his eyes well up with tears again as he was forced to listen to the one sound that he wanted to elicit the most. 

He watched in slight sadness as Changbin showed off the progress on his muscles, pointedly looking at Chan to signify his point, and Chan felt horribly guilty for not being able to focus on anything other how exposed Changbin’s armpit was, and how easy it’s be to pin him down and tickle him silly. 

It happened later again with Minho too. His feet were in Chan’s lap while the leader massaged, and Minho kept giving him hard looks, almost as if to try and egg him on as Channie’s brain filled with thoughts on how simply he could just skim his fingers along Minho’s soles and have the younger go ballistic beneath his tickling fingers. 

Then with Jeongin too. The maknae kept poking Channie’s sides, at this point he was just asking for it, telling Chan fo get him back fast because “You know you want to, hyung.”

Chan wondered if it was all on purpose and the members knew, or if the universe was conspiring against him to make his ler mood worse. 

Ler mood: 10/10

After two grueling days of drowning in his own thoughts, Chan was dragged into the living room by Minho, and there awaited the one sight that he’d been dreading. 

All of the members were seated around the couch, eyes sad and expressions concerned. Chan felt a knot form in his throat, and he felt so bad for making them feel upset. 

“Hyung, seriously, what’s going on?” Minho asked, his tone gentle as he took both of Channie’s hands. “Did someone hurt you? Do you feel sick? You’ve been off lately, we’ve all been worried.”

“Please,” Felix joined in. “Please just tell us. You can trust us, hyung.”

“Yeah,” Jisung added. “We know you love to tickle us, and we love to be tickled, hyung. You can do what you want when you’re in a ler mood. Don’t hold it back and don’t overthink it. You’re destroying your own happiness.”

Chan sank into the nearby couch section, and his mind felt like it was exploding, and it was unbearable. 

“I just want…to make you laugh. I want to make you all happy…” He started, sniffling as he felt many pairs of arms wrap around him. “It’s stupid…that I’m overthinking a ler mood, but I don’t want to…make you all uncomfortable.”

Jisung giggled, sinking to his knees in front of Chan, hands reaching out to cup the leader’s cheeks and jaw, wiping away the stray tears with his thumbs. “So you were watching me sleep because you wanted to tickle me?”

The leader sputtered, cheeks going red as the whole group laughed. “Well—hey!”

“So hyung’s in a ler mood. So why don’t we let him tickle us? You know you want to, hyung,”  Seungmin announced nonchalantly, although his red ears and pink cheeks told another story. 

“Mmm…how about two minutes each in whatever spot he wants?” Hyunjin joined in, teasingly poking a reddening Jeongin’s cheek. 

After some time discussing, the members all gathered on the carpet in a circle, staring up at Chan as the eldest gleefully sat in the center. 

“Everyone has to try not to move their arms a lot, so that he’ll be able to do what he wants.” Minho announced. 

“Easy for you to say, remember how many times you nearly killed hyung by slapping him while he tried to tickle you?” Jisung laughed, screaming when Minho made claws at his face. 

“First, Seungmin!” Felix screeched, and all of the members jumped into action, dragging the protesting puppy into the center of the circle, and restraining him to the floor. 

Biting his lip, Seung could feel his cheeks heat up as Chan stepped over him, then lowered to pin his hips to the floor. The leader’s slightly shy gaze was too much, and Seungmin squeezed his eyes shut, feeling flustered. 

He felt his shirt being untucked and pulled away, and he let out a helpless whine as his tummy was exposed to the cool air. 

Then, Seung felt a pair of lips attach to his belly, and his eyes shot open in horror, but far too late. 

“Oh my—GAHAHAHAHAHAA!!” Seungmin shrieked as he tried to curl in on himself to protect his tummy from the endless raspberries being peppered onto it. 

Chan smiled, albeit shyly, holding Seungmin’s sides while he blew a long one right into the boy’s navel. “NO—NOHOHOHOHOOO!! Ihihihit tihihihickles!!” Seungmin whined, unable to shield himself in any way. 

He endured more and more, feeling like he was gonna burst from how hard he was laughing. He even heard himself snort—how embarrassing. “STAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! Pleheheheheheaseee!!”

Before he even knew it, his time was up, and he was released. Panting, Seungmin ran towards Felix and dragged him to the center of the circle. 

Now, Felix was a giggling mess, pinned on his back in the middle of the living room floor. His arms were stretched above his head, held firmly by Hyunjin, whose long fingers were occasionally scribbled along Felix’s forearms to keep him squirming.

Seungmin, seeking revenge, and Jeongin, had each grabbed one of his legs, keeping them still despite Lixie’s half-hearted attempts to kick free. The boy whined and kicked, but he was unable to break free. 

Chan hovered near his waist, fingers poised hesitantly, but his expression was gleeful and joyful. 

Lixie let out a helpless wheeze, eyes fearful hesitatingly Changbin scooted to his torso, holding down his hips. “Please…Channie hyung, go easy!”

Chan grinned, confidence regained, and his fingers descended happily onto Felix’s waist. Lix’s reaction was immediate: his body arched off the floor, a burst of uncontrollable laughter spilling out of him.

“Gotcha~” Chan said smugly, his fingers moving with accuracy as he targeted Felix’s ribs.

Felix twisted and squirmed, his laughter growing louder and more desperate. “HYUHUHUHUHUNG!! THAHAHAHAHAT’S CHEEHHEHEHEATING!!” 

“How?” Chan asks, digging deeper to hear the brownie boy squeal, his body arching a little bit unable to go far. 

“Youhuhuhu knohohow that’s my wohohohOHOHORST SPOHOHOHOHOHOT!!” Felix howled, body bucking as he felt more fingers spider along his sensitive skin. 

“Times up!” Changbin called, and Chan groaned. 

“IHIHIHITS OKAHAHAHAAY!! Gohhohohoh on ihihihits fihihine!!” Felix squealed, wanting Chan to have as much time as he wanted to tickle the members until his ler mood was satisfied.

Chan smiled gently at that, continuing to tickle for about another minute with joy, loving the way his sunshine squirmed beneath him, laughing so happily at something so simple as some ticklish touches. 

Chan finally leaned back, giving Felix a moment to catch his breath. Felix panted, his voice hoarse but still tinged with residual giggles.

Hyunjin and Seungmin finally released him, and Felix immediately curled into a ball, hugging his sides protectively.

Hyunjin had been laughing way too hard during Felix’s ticklish ordeal. He’d been the first to volunteer to pin Felix’s arms, the loudest to chime in with teasing remarks, and the most smug about his role in the chaos.

So when Felix finally caught his breath, wiping away tears of laughter, he turned toward Hyunjin with a look that could only be described as pure vengeance. 

“Come here!” He shouted, grabbing Hyune’s arms and dragging him to the center, much to the others’ delight as they pinned him down. 

“No, no, NO!” Hyunjin shrieked, scrambling to his feet as Felix grabbed his arms to pin. The rest of the group erupted into cheers, their laughter filling the living room as Lixie tackled Hyunjin to the floor with surprising speed.

Hyunjin’s legs kicked wildly, but Chan was quick to sit on them, his grin smug as he held Hyunjin’s ankles down. “Oh, no, you’re not going anywhere,” Chan said, his tone playful as he grabbed at Hyunjin’s waist, motioning Lix to keep his arms steady as he dug deep into the boy’s armpits. 

Hyunjin shrieked, laughter tumbling out of him as Chan’s thumbs massaged torturous circles into his sensitive skin, even slipping under his shirt to access the bare skin. 

“NOHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!” The ferret screamed dramatically, bucking up and down as Chan dug even deeper, grinning maniacally as Hyune squealed in response. 

Hyunjin’s laughter was frantic now, unable to get enough air between the bursts of giggles. His feet twitched and jerked, but no matter how much he squirmed, Felix and Seungmin kept him firmly in place.

“YOUHUHU AHAHAHAALLL SUHUHUHUHUCK!!” The laughter that spilled from Hyunjin was near non-stop, and the sound was contagious. His whole body shook with helpless giggles, making it hard for him to catch his breath as Chan’s relentless poking continued at his armpits.

Changbin raised a single arm to signify the time completed, and Chan released the red faced boy instantly, laughing as Hyune practically scrambled to hide behind a very amused Jisung. 

Hyunjin, still flushed with laughter and completely winded, shot them all a glare, though it was hard to stay mad when his grin was just as wide as everyone else’s.

Changbin had been watching the chaos unfold with a mixture of amusement and caution. Being the self-proclaimed strongest member, he was confident that he wouldn’t fall victim to the tickle onslaught that had already claimed three of the members.

But when the others turned their attention to him, his confidence started to waver.

“No! Not me!” He stumbled backwards as five of the members began to approach to help Chan—Minho, Seungmin, Jisung, Hyunjin, and Felix. 

“Careful boys,” Chan called out. “He won’t go down without a fight.” He proclaimed dramatically. 

It ended up taking all seven of them to bring a wailing Changbin to the floor. 

“NOOOOO!!” He cried out as each member sat on one of his limbs to finally pin him down, and he squeaked in fear as the leader sat triumphantly on his thighs. 

“Ready, Binnie?~” Chan cooed, but he didn’t wait for an answer. He shot his hands to Changbin’s hips, and much to the poor boy’s horror, dug in deep with his thumbs. 

“AAAHAHAHAHAHAA!! NOHOHOHOT THE HIPS, NOTTHEHIPS—AAHAHAHAHAHA!!” 

Chan grinned in amusement as Changbin flopped around, laughing his head off as the leader targeted one of the worst spots on his body. 

“Not so strong now, huh?” Minho crooned, laughing as Changbin let out an adorable snort of laughter before devolving into frantic cackles yet again. 

“ENOUGH—EHEHEHEHENOUGHHHH!! IHIHIHU GIVE UHUHUHUHUP!!” 

The timer rang faintly in the background, so Chan gave Binnie’s hips one last squeeze before letting the boy go, relishing in how red the rapper’s face had become, combined with how teary eyed he seemed. 

Changbin groaned, burying his face in his hands. “I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Nope,” the others said in unison, laughing as they watched their strongest member reduced to a giggling, embarrassed mess.

Jeongin had been watching from the sidelines with a mix of amusement and dread. Sure, he’d laughed along with the others as Seungmin, Felix, Hyunjin, and Changbin were respectfully reduced to ticklish messes, but the way everyone slowly turned their attention toward him made his stomach drop.

“No. Nope. Not happening,” Jeongin said, backing up quickly, his hands raised in a defensive gesture.

“Oh, it’s definitely happening,” Chan said, his smile far too innocent to be reassuring.

“You’ve been way too smug over there,” Seungmin added, cracking his knuckles as he stepped forward. “Time to see how well you can handle it, maknae.”

Innie darted a glance around the room, trying to find an escape route, but the others had already spread out, blocking any possible exit. “Guys, come on,” He said, his voice pitching slightly as he tried to reason with them. “I’m the youngest! You can’t do this to me!”

Felix snorted. “That’s exactly why we can do this to you.”

Before Jeongin could make a break for it, Hyunjin and Changbin lunged forward, grabbing him by the arms. Innie let out a startled yelp, thrashing wildly as they dragged him toward the center of the circle.

“NOO!!” He shrieked as high pitched as he could, causing one of the members to groan loudly in the background. Innie was very quickly shut up by the feeling of feathers gliding along his neck. 

“WAHAIT!! Nohohohohobody sahahahaid toohohohohools!!” Jeongin squealed as Chan cooed, cupping the maknae’s chin with one hand and tilting his head up to expose his neck, grinning down at the youngest’s giggly expression while the others used whatever feathers they found, tracing and fluttering along his sensitive neck. 

“I know, I know,” Chan pouted down at the maknae. “But you’re too cute not to use them on~”

Innie giggled, eyes tearing up as the tickles continued without an end in sight. More feathers fluttered along the shell of his ears, and Jeongin exploded into giggles, his face scrunching up as he squirmed helplessly.

“Oh, baby, I love you so much,” Chan smiled, brushing Innie’s hair out of his face. “You’re so cute~”

The timer rang loudly, disrupting the vibe, but Jeongin was too dazed to really care. The members made sure to slow to a stop, however. 

“Look who’s so cute being tickled,” Jisung chuckled. 

“Good, because you’re next, and boy am I not gonna let you off easy~” Chan laughed, and Jisung gulped hard. 

“This is a bad idea,” Jisung said quickly, his words tumbling over each other as he was dragged to the center. “You really don’t want to do this. I’ll scream. The neighbors will call the cops.”

“Let them,” Chan replied smoothly, kneeling beside him with a devilish grin. “We’ll just explain that our dear Han Jisung couldn’t handle a little tickling.”

Chan didn’t wait for him to finish. His hands dove straight for Jisung’s ribs, digging in with a devilish intent, and the effect was immediate.

“NOOHOHOHO!! AAAAAHHH!!” Jisung shrieked, his body jerking violently as he tried to escape the relentless fingers.

“Oh, he’s loud,” Felix noted with a grin, poking at Jisung’s sides to add to the chaos.

“I CAHAHAHANT HEHEHELP IHIHIHIT!!” Sung howled as Chan scribbled deep into the crevices. 

“Reeeaallly had to go for the death spot, huh?” Minho winced as Sungie let out a particularly long scream of laughter. 

“LET ME GO LET ME GO—AHAHAHAHAGH STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Jisung screeched, a laughing, flailing mess as Chan really used the tips of his fingers to taser at the skin. 

“THEHEHEHE TIHIHIHIMERRR!!” Jisung wailed as a last resort, and the second Chan stopped, the sound of the ringing became clear. 

“Whoops…sorry Sung,” Chan grinned sheepishly as everyone released the quokka’s limbs. 

“You’re all…soho evil…” Sungie panted. 

Minho had been quietly observing the chaos from the corner of the room, his arms crossed and his face set in a neutral expression, though his sharp eyes betrayed a hint of amusement. 

He’d been smart enough to stay out of the fray while everyone else fell victim one by one, but as the group’s focus began to shift in his direction, his confidence faltered.

“What about Minho hyung?” Jeongin said suddenly, an impish grin spreading across his face as he wiped at the tears still clinging to his cheeks. “He’s been awfully quiet over there.”

Minho’s eyes darted to the grinning maknae, and he was already planning exactly where he’s wreck him until the boy was a giggling, howling mess. 

“Yes, I saved the best for last.” Chan grinned, cracking his knuckles. Minho felt a spike of nervousness spread through his system. 

He let himself be dragged to the center. What? He was already gonna be wrecked anyway, might as well save the energy fighting to actially survive the wrecking.

Minho groaned as Jisung cleared his throat. “I have a very special announcement for you, Channie hyung.” 

Minho shot his head up, pleading with his eyes to Jisung to not tell him. Don’t tell him. Please—

“Minho hyung has this really adorable habit of flapping his hand whenever he gets overwhelmed while being tickled.” Sungie blabbed joyfully. 

Screw you, Han Jisung. 

“Oh, really?” Chan smiled down at Minho, who frantically shook his head, biting his lip to seal his mouth closed as the leader directed the others to pull the dancer’s knees away from each other. 

“Such ticklish thighs, aren’t they?” 

Minho nearly screeched in response, and he’s never felt so much fear in one moment. Laughter exploded out of him the minute Chan’s hands clamped down on the firm muscle of his thighs. 

“NOHOHOHOHOHOTT THEHEHEHEHEERE!!” Minho screeched as Chan squeezed, and the leader watched as Min’s fists clenched in a desperate attempt to alleviate the ticklish sensations. And to possibly hide that flapping of his. 

Channie cooed, slipping his fingers under the capri pant leg to truly access that sensitive area right above Minho’s knee with his nails. The poor boy went absolutely ballistic, thrashing as laughter poured out of him endlessly. 

Then it happened. 

Minho’s fingers splayed free and his hands began to flap erratically in a desperate, frantic motion as he cackled in the background. 

Chan felt his heart nearly explode with how much it swelled. “Awwww…you’re so cute, Minho-yah…”

Minho kicked his legs out, a mess of laughter and adorable squeals as his hands continued to flap in tiny, fluttering motions, fingers closing and opening in frantic desperation.  

“IHIHIHIM NOHOHOHOT CUUHUHUHUHUTE!!” Minho wailed, tears spilling down his cheeks as Channie’s nails teased at his sensitive thighs, massaging circles deep into the firm skin and sending Minho into a screaming, thrashing frenzy of laughter. 

The timer rang faintly, but Chan continued going until he was satisfied at how much he had tickled the fight out of Minho. 

“That habit of yours,” Chan chuckled. “Cutest fucking thing ever.” 

Minho blushed a deep red at the ears, shoving at Chan’s arm as he panted, gasping for air. “You’re welcome I didn’t put up a fight, dipshit,” Minho melted as Chan hugged him tight. 

Ler mood: 0/10 — Satiated.