Helloo i'm new in your blog🧡 hmm i'm a huge fan of the umbrella academy, that shit give me life... What about Diego and Luther watching a movie on the couch until Diego start provoking and annonying Luther, like "hey you asshole you are occupying all the couch" or he start doing noise trying to bother him until Luther poke him and Diego giggle and he tried to run and says something like "i'm Gonna mahake popcorn" but Luther grab his arm and tickle the Crap out of him.
Allison was shooting a movie.
Vanya was in her apartment.
That only left Diego and Luther. As much as the two fought, they could stand to be with each other to a minimum of thirty minutes. So, they decided to watch a show.
They both sat on the couch with a television on a table in front of them. They were bickering over what to watch. Luther wanted a romantic comedy while Diego was in the mood for horror.
As they were fighting, Diego reached forwards and grabbed the remote. Luther was not okay with this.
“Give it here, you little shit.” He insulted while trying to grab the remote. Diego held it behind his back. Luther swiftly scribbled his fingers along Diego’s stomach, causing him to recoil and hand over the remote. Luther chuckled, “Works every time.”
About five minutes in, Diego felt the urge to annoy his brother. He was just like that. He liked the adrenaline that came with it. He never knew what Luther would do next. It was exiting.
“When’s Vanya coming home?”
“This movie’s too clique.”
“You’re taking up too much space on the couch. Move over.” Diego whined. Luther sighed in annoyance. He knew what was to come. “If you’re going to y’all throughout the entire movie, I’m going to have to force you to shut up.”
There we go. Diego was feeling the butterflies in his stomach. The adrenaline rush right before Luther killed him. Worth it every time.
“Oh yeah? How? What are you going to do? Huh? Slit my throat?” Diego couldn’t hold back his smile. Little did he know, he’d be smiling a whole lot more that he thought he would be.
Luther dug his fingers into Diego’s sides. He jumped in surprise. That’s one thing he wasn’t expecting.
“Diego, my sweet brother,” he teased, “Are you still ticklish in the same spots as when we were kids?” Luther asked, an evil smile finding its way onto his lips.
Diego’s eyes widened. He shook his head and covered his torso with his arms.
“I-I’m going to go make some popcorn.” Diego stuttered out. He stood up but was yanked back down. Luther had grabbed his arm and pulled him back down to the couch. He held him so that Diegos back was pressed against his chest. He wrapped both of his arms around his abdomen. Diego thrashed and kicked. He tried anything to escape.
Eventually he was to weak to fight back. Luther chuckled. “Ready?”
It all happened so fast. Diego’s adrenaline kicked in again. His entire body tingled. He braces himself for what he couldn’t block.
Luther still had his arms around Diego’s middle, but he also had his hands on his sides. He wiggled his fingers on number twos sides, making him pick up the squirming again. He snuck his fingers up and into Diego’s armpits.
Diego arched his back to the best of his ability. He kicked his legs out and laughed.
“Nohohot thehere! Luhuhuther!”
“Did you stop when I told you to stop bugging me? No. Therefore, I don’t have to stop.” Luther shot back. He wanted it to be serious and mean but he was also smiling and laughing along with Diego which totally ruined the effect.
“I swehehear to god, I’ll kihill you.” Diego warned but it was the complete opposite of threatening. His cheek were pink, his eyes were closed and teary, his nose was scrunched up, and his mouth was pulled into a tight smile.
Luther let one arm remain on Diego’s middle while the other snuck up and fluttered around his neck. Number twos laughter shot up three octaves. It was high pitched and girly. He shrugged his shoulders up to his ears but that didn’t stop Luther’s attack.
Luther sneakily removed his arm from Diego’s abdomen and squeezed right above his knee. Diego’s legs flailed and jumped. His laughter became hiccupy. The neck tickles made him squeak and squeal while the leg tickles made him bark with laughter.
“Mehehercy! Plehehease!” Those were the only two words he could get out before a violent hiccup interrupted his speech, sending him into silent laughter.
Luther removed his hands and pushed Diego off of him. He flopped down onto the couch, panting and giggling softly.
“You’re a dick. You know that.” Diego insulted. Luther tweaked his side, making him curl up and his smile grew bigger.