Hello! Can you write lee!Jiusng please? Maybe with ler!Stray kids or Bangchan? It will be funny. Thankss :)
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This is a tickle FIC. If u are uncomfortable keep scrolling
Thanks for the request. I hope you like it 🫶🏻
Note: the way I love Han’s laughter 🫠🫠
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It was a rare evening where Stray Kids had no schedule. The dorm was buzzing with energy, as the members gathered in the living room, brainstorming what to do with their free time. Lee Know was lounging on the couch, Felix was baking cookies in the kitchen, and Bang Chan had just walked in with a mischievous grin.
Han Jisung, oblivious to the trouble brewing, was lying on the floor, scrolling through his phone with his legs resting on Hyunjin’s lap. He wore an oversized hoodie and shorts, a combination that left his sensitive legs dangerously exposed.
“I’m bored,” Bang Chan announced, rubbing his hands together.
“We could play a game,” Seungmin suggested, though his sly glance at Han hinted at an entirely different idea.
“Truth or dare?” Changbin offered, smirking.
Bang Chan shook his head. “Too tame. I think we should tickle the boredom away.” His eyes locked onto Han, who immediately froze, realizing he was the target.
“Wait! No, no, no!” Han scrambled to sit up, his voice a mix of panic and laughter already. “Guys, don’t even think about it!”
“Why not?” Hyunjin teased, poking Han’s side and grinning when the younger boy flinched. “You’re basically asking for it with how ticklish you are.”
“Yeah, it’s been a while since we tested your limits,” Lee Know added, stretching dramatically as if warming up for the inevitable.
“Test my limits?! Are you trying to kill me?” Han squeaked, backing up against the wall.
Before he could escape, Bang Chan lunged forward, trapping Han with a playful grin. “Sorry, Jisungie, but this is happening.”
“Chan-hyung, please—” Han’s plea was cut off as Bang Chan’s fingers darted to his ribs, squeezing lightly. The result was instant. Han burst into uncontrollable giggles, squirming as he tried to wiggle free.
“Hyung! NOHOHOHO!” Han cried out, his high-pitched laughter filling the room.
“That’s adorable,” Felix called from the kitchen, peeking his head out to watch the chaos unfold. “Get him for me, Chan!”
“Gladly!” Bang Chan replied, adding more pressure to Han’s ribs.
Hyunjin, not wanting to miss out, grabbed Han’s ankle, scribbling his fingers across the sole of his sock-covered foot. “Wow, he’s so sensitive here,” Hyunjin noted, laughing along with Han’s hysterics.
“NO! Hyunjin, NOT THEREE AHAHAHAH!” Han shrieked, his laughter bordering on silent. He flailed his arms and legs, trying to kick Hyunjin away, but it was useless.
“Let me try,” Changbin said, joining the fun. He knelt by Han’s knees and began gently pinching the sensitive spots.
“AHHH! BINNIE-HYUNG! NOOO! PLEASE AHAHAHAH” Han was a mess now, tears forming in his eyes as his laughter rang out uncontrollably.
Even Seungmin, who usually played the observer, couldn’t resist. “His neck is a weak spot, right?” he asked, crawling closer and wiggling his fingers under Han’s chin.
“Seungmin, don’t you dare!NOOO! HAHAHAHAHAH! ” Han managed to gasp between fits of laughter.
“Too late,” Seungmin said with a wicked grin, gently skittering his fingers along Han’s neck and making the boy squirm like crazy.
Lee Know, who had been watching with an amused smile, finally decided to join in. He grabbed Han’s arm and gently dug into his armpits. “You didn’t think you’d escape me, did you?”
“STOP! STOHOP! I CAN’T!” Han was thrashing now, his voice hoarse from laughter.
“Okay, okay, let’s give him a break,” Bang Chan said, finally pulling back. The rest of the members reluctantly let go, leaving Han sprawled on the floor, gasping for air. His face was bright red, and his hoodie was halfway up his torso from all the struggling.
“You guys are the worst,” Han mumbled, though the smile on his face betrayed any real anger.
“Admit it, you love it,” Bang Chan teased, ruffling Han’s hair.
“I do not!” Han protested, pouting.
“Sure you don’t,” Lee Know said with a smirk. “You’re just too cute when you laugh.”
Felix came over with a tray of cookies, kneeling beside Han. “Here, Jisungie, you earned these.”
Han grabbed a cookie and took a bite, still catching his breath. “You guys owe me so much.”
Han was still sprawled on the floor, desperately trying to recover from the first round of tickle attacks, but the other members weren’t done with him yet.
“Alright, alright,” Han said between gasps, holding up his hands in surrender. “You had your fun. Can we call a truce now?”
Bang Chan exchanged a glance with Lee Know, a mischievous glint in both their eyes. “A truce? Hmm…” Chan pretended to think, tapping his chin dramatically. “What do you guys think?”
“I think he’s asking for more,” Hyunjin said with a grin.
“Nohoho, I’m not!” Han yelped, trying to scoot away.
“Sorry, Jisungie,” Seungmin said, cracking his knuckles. “You know the rule: no mercy.”
Before Han could protest, Felix pounced on him from behind, wrapping his arms around Han’s torso. “I’ve got him, guys!” Felix giggled, holding Han in place as the others closed in.
“Felix, let me go! You’re supposed to be on my side!” Han cried, twisting helplessly in Felix’s hold.
“Not today, mate,” Felix replied, skittering his fingers along Han’s sides. Han immediately burst into another fit of giggles, squirming like a fish out of water.
“Perfect! He’s pinned!” Changbin announced, diving for Han’s legs. He grabbed both ankles, pulling off Han’s socks with a flourish. “Bare feet, let’s go!”
“Changbin-hyung, NOOO! NOT BARE AHAHAHAHA!” Han screamed, his voice already hoarse from laughing.
Changbin didn’t listen, scribbling his fingers across Han’s soles while Felix kept tickling his sides. The combination was deadly, and Han’s laughter went silent as he bucked wildly.
“Guys, I think he’s going to explode!” Jeongin said, laughing as he joined in, targeting Han’s knees with gentle pinches.
“Explode? Nah, he can take more,” Lee Know said, straddling Han’s waist and attacking his ribs with precision. “He’s tougher than he looks.”
“NOHOHO! I’M NOT!” Han squealed, tears streaming down his face as the tickling intensified. “I CAN’T TAKE IT! PLEASE STOP AHAHAHAH!
“Don’t worry, we’ll stop…eventually,” Seungmin teased, going for Han’s neck again.
“NOO! YOU ARE TOHOH MEAN AAHAHAH! !” Han gasped, trying to swat Seungmin’s hands away, but his attempts were futile.
Meanwhile, Bang Chan orchestrated the chaos like a conductor. “Alright, everyone! Let’s go for a team attack! Hyunjin, get his tummy! Jeongin, go for his thighs! Felix, hold him steady!”
“NOOO! PLEAHAHAH STOHAHHAP !” Han howled, but it was too late. Hyunjin grinned wickedly as he lifted Han’s hoodie, revealing his vulnerable stomach. He wasted no time, lightly tracing circles around Han’s bellybutton, making the younger boy arch his back with a scream.
“His thighs are the worst,” Jeongin said, squeezing them gently and grinning when Han let out a high-pitched shriek.
“I HATE ALL OF YOOHOHAHAHU!” Han managed to yell, though his laughter betrayed him.
“Love you too, buddy,” Bang Chan said, diving in to tickle Han’s armpits.
It was total mayhem. Han was thrashing so hard he almost knocked Lee Know off his perch, but the members were relentless, tickling him from every angle.
“Okay, okay, STOOP AHAHA!” Han finally croaked, his voice barely audible over his uncontrollable laughter. “I GIVE UP!”
The members immediately backed off, laughing as Han lay on the floor in a heap, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
“Man, that was intense,” Hyunjin said, flopping onto the couch.
“You’re a good sport, Jisung,” Bang Chan said, patting Han’s head affectionately.
Han glared at them weakly, but the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile. “I hate you all…but I love you too.”
“See? He had fun,” Felix said, handing Han a glass of water.
“Fun?” Han wheezed. “That was torture.”
Lee Know smirked. “You know what they say: laughter is the best medicine.”
“I’ll remember this, guys,” Han muttered, though his flushed face and lingering giggles made it clear he wasn’t too upset.
As the chaos died down, the members lounged around the living room, teasing and joking with each other. Even Han, still recovering, couldn’t help but laugh along, clung to Lee know while others cuddled him too to help him recover form the torture. In the end, the dorm was filled with warmth, laughter, and the undeniable bond of a family that thrived on chaos and love.
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