Sanaaa I have a fic idea I wanna share! You know how Leeknow picked all Changbin for last Code. Maybe when they go home Changbin feels kinda sad or grumpy so Leeknow gives him soft cheer up tickles to show him that the teasing on code was for fun but that he’s still loved. Hope you’re having a great day!! ⛅️
𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 — drabble:
𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 800
𝙖/𝙣: this is from NOVEMBER. fun fact i have not watched this code so FORGIVE ME FOR THE DISCREPANCIES.
so minho had picked changbin last for the skz code. that’s okay. changbin knew it really didn’t matter in hindsight. minho probably had a strategic reason for it.
he slumped against the car seat backing, stifling an exhausted groan as his mind wondered. binnie imagined. he imagined what it felt like to be picked first every time. to be loved to that extent.
and then he instantly felt horrible. how could he ever think his members showed favoritism?
he shook the thought from his mind and continued his staring. the others must have noticed his silence, however, because they were now feebly trying to cheer him up with jokes and forced laughter. minho, in the passenger seat, didn’t even bat an eyelash.
and bin sulked. oh he sulked hard. he’d pout and cross his arms until minho fucking noticed he was upset. now he just wanted to be petty.
so later that night, after the laughter of the code had faded into sleepy quiet and most of the boys had retreated to their rooms, binnie sat curled on the edge of minho’s bed, blanket wrapped around his shoulders like a burrito. his chubby cheeks were puffed out and his lower lip jutted in the world’s most exaggerated pout, clearly dramatic but still real in its intent.
“why are you still pouting?” came minho’s groaned comment from across the room.
binnie’s arms tightened around himself as he turned further away. “you picked me last.”
minho let out a slow sigh and placed his phone on the nightstand, stretching his arms above his head with a small yawn. “you’re not actually upset, are you?”
“no,” changbin muttered, then added in a grumbly hmph, “...just a little.”
minho’s heart squeezed just a little at that. he slid closer, wrapping an arm around the dramatic little burrito and pulling him down with him so they both flopped onto the mattress. “you know i love you, right?”
changbin gave a sniff, sassy and upset. “didnt feel like it when i was standing all alone waiting for someone to finally say my name.”
with one swift motion, minho rolled them until changbin was flat on his back, pinned to the mattress with minho straddling his waist.
but minho’s expression was dead serious now, eyes narrowed just a little. “you think being last means i don’t love you the most?” he asked, feigning offense, his voice dropping low and dramatic.
“what—”
and then minho’s fingers slipped straight under the blanket.
binnie squealed, his whole body jolting as his hyung’s hands found those familiar spots at his sides—his lower ribs and the soft and familiar dips just above his hips—places that minho knew all too well.
“minhohoho—wahahahhait!!”
but minho was already scribbling his fingers into changbin’s sides, right along his ribs, light and teasing and maddeningly slow.
“you really think a pout like that wouldn’t get you tickled?” minho said calmly, like he was just stating facts. “pretty sure it’s in a psychology textbook somewhere.”
changbinnie was already hiccuping with laughter, trying to twist away, but minho shifted to straddle him more firmly, his thighs pinning changbin’s arms to his sides so he couldn’t do anything but take it.
“you should take this like a man.”
“nohoho—minho! min—I’m sohohorry!! so sohohohoorryyyy!!”
“you don’t sound sorry,” min said coolly, and slid his hands under binnie’s shirt with a wicked grin. his fingers found soft, warm skin and scribbled just under his ribs, thumbs gently pressing into the most maddening spots.
“wahaha—nohohoho—not the rihibs!!”
“you’re not allowed to be sad and this ticklish, that’s cheating!!” min teases, resting his chin on changbin’s broad shoulder as he continues tickling lovingly.
“okahahay!! okahahahay i’m not sad anymore im nohohot!!“ bin laughed and minho cooed and let up.
“next time i’ll pick you first okay?” minho hummed with a kiss to the cheek. an apology.
this is a tickle fic, if you're not into it scrolling is free..
The time has come. The sun that was once full of brightness had set, leaving behind a gloomy aura and the light of the moon and a constellation of beautiful stars. It was a time where people would sleep, attend nine nights, parties, and so on. Felix in particular had nothing to do, and just wouldn't fall asleep no matter how much he twisted and turned. So he had only one last resort left: bother his Aussie brother. So he quickly got out of bed to waddle over to the leader's room and barging in like he usually does.
This action still startled the oldest no matter how much it happened, he just couldn't get used to it. The sunshine slowly made his way to Chan's bed and throwing himself onto it. "Can't sleep either?" Channie mumbled as he pulled his younger brother closer to him. "Nope." Felix sighed as he let himself get pulled towards one of the people he liked the most. He didn't know why, but whenever he was around the leader, he felt his mood get 100x better, no matter if he is sad or not. Chan was one of the persons who always made the brownie boy felt special, loved and cared for. He was one of the persons he knew he could trust and depend on. "Chan hyung.." Felix called out, wanting to express his mind but not knowing of he was asleep or not. "Yes Lix?" The eldest responded almost immediately. He wanted, no NEEDED to know if something was wrong with Felix.
"I love you. You make me feel loved and cared for, and I really appreciate it. I want to be someone who can provide you with as much support as you provide me with." Felix said almost absent-mindedly as if the words just slipped off of his tongue. Those words hit Chan like a stab in the chest, he'd never heard that from someone before, and he felt his heart and stomach do 143 (iykyk) backflips. "Well, I'm glad you think of me that was Lix, t-that was very heartwarming." He barely managed to stutter out, eyes welling up tears. "Don't cry hyungie.." The fairy sighed as he pulled a teary-eyed leader in his lap while stroking his hair in a means of comfort. He just wanted to express his feelings, not make his hyung cry. He started to feel bad about himself too, what did he do to make the leader cry?
It took a while, but eventually they both calmed down. Looking at the stars outside Felix had an idea. "Hyung, wanna look at the stars outside?" He recommended softly, knowing that Chan was still a bit sensitive after all that crying. "Sure, if you want to.." The sunshine perked up almost immediately and rushed to open the door to the balcony in his room, urging a tired old man to come beside him and watch the stars. They stayed out there for a while, showing each other goofy stars and laughing at each other. As Chan looked at Felix, his mind began to race.
This guy, who randomly came into my life, is now one of the major reasons why I still have motivation to live in this cruel world. His smile that can brighten up any dark room or sad feeling, his eyes that crinkle when he smiles; shaped like crescent moons, and his freckles like the stars in the sky. Sometimes I wonder, what would I do without him? His whole presence lightens up the mood, like a ray of sunshine.
Lost in his thoughts, he gets snapped back to reality at the sound of Felix's voice. "Done staring yet?" Felix teased, laughing when he saw how Chan's face and ears heated up slightly. "Yeah, just overwhelmed with thoughts. I'm gonna go back inside, come in when you need to." He announced, giving the brownie boy a pat on the shoulder before heading back inside. Lix stayed outside a little longer, admiring the stars before eventually going back inside and closing the balcony door behind him.
"Now, why are you not asleep yet?" The leader perked up when he felt the familiar presence beside him on the bed. "Still can't sleep.." Chan murmured before burying his head into the young rapper's lap. "Aish, what am I gonna do with you, hm?" Felix pondered while pretending to think about something. He positioned his hands on the nape of the older boy's nape and began scratching there softly, cherishing the squeaky giggles that came out of him. "Stahahahap ihihihit!" The older whined, even though both him and Felix know that he didn't want the soft torture to end. "Dear hyungie, you and I both know you don't want this end." He moved his nimble yet gentle fingers to behind Chan's ear, and if he was a cat, his purring would make him deaf by now.
Sadly, all good things must come to an end, and the soft heavenly torture had ended, but they went to sleep feeling happier than ever.
