I promise the next few fics I write will be something other than Blue Lock Heyo everyone! Listen...LISTEN; I had moderate self control in not posting this immediately, so yay me! *London Tipton claps* However- that ends NOW! (for like- five minutes). I had a sudden need for Ler!Kunigami and decided to share this with you all! I hope you like it! :D
Summary: Kunigami walks in on Bachira and Isagi bullying Chigiri. What kind of hero would he be if he didn't save such a damsel in distress?
“Nohohoho! Stop ihihihihihiiht!” Kunigami looked up as he walked into the main room, turning towards the unfamiliar sound.
“Aww, is someone a little too ticklish for his own good? Is he? Is he?” Bachira cooed sweetly down at a red faced Chigiri, fingers dancing along his torso. “My my, what a pretty sound for such a pretty princess! Isn’t he just adorable, Isagi?”
“He is! You’re absolutely adorable, princess!” Isagi snickered, pinching gently along the redhead’s hip with one hand while the other wiggled along his leg. “He’s got such a sweet laugh too!”
“Shuhuhuhuhuht the heehhehehell uuhuhuhuhuhp! Aheahhahahha! Geheheheht ohhoohoohohff mehehehehe!” Chigiri squirmed helplessly between them, hiding his face in his hands as he weakly kicked his legs. “Ahehahahhahahaha!”
Kunigami watched fondly, feeling himself start to smile at the sight. So the soft spoken speed demon was ticklish. Quite a bit too, it seemed. It was moments like this Kunigami wished he had a phone to record it. Around them, those who were still in the room pretended to carry on with their own things, barely hiding smiles and laughs at the various squeaks and giggles the redhead let out.
Snickering, he turned towards the showers-
“Kuhuhuhuhuhunigahahahhaami hehehehehehelp!”
The ginger froze, Chigiri’s cry for help freezing him in place. He sounded so much like a damsel in distress in that moment- like a princess calling out to her knight.
Or in this case, her superhero.
“Oo, you think Kunigami’s gonna help?” Bachira shot a grin over his shoulder at the mentioned man, eyes dancing. “He’s too ticklish! We’ll have him down and out in seconds!”
“Yeah yeah! We can take him! He knows it too, so he’s too scared!” Isagi nodded in agreement, sweeping a hand up to Chigiri’s neck and earning a muffled squeak. “Sorry Chigiri- you’re doomed.”
Well, if he was hesitating to help before…
“Oh, so that’s what you think, huh?” Kunigami turned back to the pair, stretching out his arms as he slowly made his approach. “Two little gremlins think they can beat the hero of Blue Lock?”
“Oo, look out, Isagi! Kunigami’s looking rather serious!” Bachira retracted his hands from Chigiri, letting the other breathe. “Looks like we’re gonna have to get serious as well!”
“Definitely!” Isagi nodded, briefly watching Chigiri crawl away to safety as he stood. Cracking his knuckles, he raised his chin with a determined grin. “Come at us, hero! See if you can save the princess!”
“Iihihihm…not a princess.” Chigiri groaned to deaf ears, exhausted in the background as he curled into himself.
“Shame- and here I thought I’d show mercy.” He got into position, fingers wiggling. “Come at me!”
Bachira and Isagi shared a nod before charging, diving two different directions. Kunigami ran through the facts in his head. Bachira was more dangerous- he tended to climb people and he also knew all their tickle spots
Isagi on the other hand was a much easier target. All sense of fight pretty much left the moment someone grabbed his waist. He’s also smaller…
“Here I come Kuni~” Bachira teased, rushing him from behind. The decision has been made. “Gotcha-Whoa!” Bachira yelped when the front of his clothes was grabbed, sending him flying over the taller boy. He landed on a nearby futon flat on his face, slightly dazed.
Isagi bull tackled his front, wrapping his arms around Kunigami’s waist. “Got him! I got him! Get him Bachira-ahehhahahhahaha!”
“Guess gremlin number one is up! Come on, is this all you got?” Kunigami laughed, flipping Isagi over so he had him upside down, hands clawing at his belly. “You’re so light- I could throw you across the soccer field if I wanted too!”
“Ahhehahahahahaha! Kuhuuhhuhunigahhahahahmi, whahahhaht the hehehehehell?” Isagi cried, trying in vain to kick the other away. “Puhuhuhuhut me doohohohown!”
“What? And drop you on your head? Please.” Kunigami grinned, his other hand coming up to squeeze his thigh, making the brunette shriek. “I wouldn’t be much of a hero if I did that!”
“Hang on, Isagi! I’m coming!” Bachira cried, rushing forward to save the other. He went to jump on the ginger’s back, but Kunigami was prepared. Letting Isagi sink to the floor, he twisted just in time and grabbed Bachria.
“No! Nohohohohoho, Kuni wahahahhahahait!” Bachira all but squealed as he was dropped beside the other, Kunigami sitting on his hips. A hand clawed at his back, making him arch and thrash about like a fish. “Doohoohohohohohn’t!”
“Don’t what? Don’t tickle you?” Kunigami teased, clearly delighted. In the corner of his eye, he watched Isagi try to crawl away. “Oh no you don’t! Come here!” He reached out, grabbing the other’s sweatshirt with ease. Isagi was once again plopped down beside his friend, flat on his back with Kunigami’s hand drilling into his belly. “Running away? What a terrible gremlin partner you make!”
“KUuhuhuhuhuhhuuhnigahahahhahamai, plehahhahahahhahase!” Isagi cried, pushing at the hand in vain as he threw his head back in laughter.
“Stahhahahahap iihihiihihihit! Yohoohohohohu jehehehhehehrk!” Bachira tried fighting back, but Kunigami had found that terrible spot beneath his shoulder blades that zapped his strength. “Nohohohoohohoho nohohohohohot thehehehhehere!”
“Aww, what’s wrong? What happened to being able to take me down? I thought I was gonna be an easy target?” He cooed, going right for Isagi’s lower ribs while his other hand poked along Bachira’s spine. “Hehe, you two are way too cute for your own good.”
“Dohohohoohohhon’t call meheheheheheh thahahhahahhat!” Isagi all but whined, kicking his feet helplessly against the carpeted floor. “Kuhuhuhuuhnigahahahhami lehehhehet me uhuhuhuuhp!”
“Mehehhehehe toohohohohoho! Aheahahahhahhaha!” Bachira begged, cheeks red and eyes misty with mirth.
“Promise to let Chigiri breathe the rest of the night?” Kunigami asked, waiting until they were both nodding frantically to let them up. “Heh, I guess you learned your lesson. Hey, princess? Are you good?” Turning to the redhead, he laughed upon seeing his sleeping form. “Heh, he’s out like a light.”
Looking down, he chuckled upon seeing both Bachira and Isagi out aswell, snoring softly by his feet.
“Man- what is it with you two passing out like children? Just a couple of soccer tots.” Kunigami grinned, walking over their bodies before making his way towards Chigiri. “Heh, guess I’d fall asleep too.” He bent down to grab his pillow- how’d it end up all the way over here? When a hand reached out, capturing his wrist.
“Don’t go…Stick around.” Chigiri looked up at him through long red locks, eyes alert. “What’s the rush, hero?”
“Pfft- should have known you’d fake sleep to escape.” The ginger took a seat, feeling his cheeks flush as Chigiri shuffled up, using his lap as a pillow. “Really living up to the kunoichi nickname, huh?”
“Shush.” Chigiri pinched his thigh, making Kunigami jerk with a laugh. “Sleeping now.”
“Alright, alright.” Kunigami shook his head fondly as Chigiri closed his eyes.. Hesitantly he reached out, running his hand through the silky locks. “Is this okay…?”
The only reply he got was a now relaxed Chigiri snoozing away.
tissaia is so motherfucking Abusive and i will not shut up about it.
tissaia: buys (literally buys. as in Purchases. With coined legal tender) abused girl, BARTERING with said girl’s abuser at point of sale, to emphasize girl’s worth as being less than that of a pig
tissaia: brands girl with nickname that is a reminder of how she came into tissaia’s possession
tissaia: mocks abused, traumatized girl for suicide attempt
tissaia: flat out says to the girl’s face IN. FRONT. OF. HER. CLASSMATES. that no matter what she does no one will ever love her for herself
tissaia: drills into girl that her magic is the only thing that gives her worth
tissaia: “why is my former student constantly self-destructing?? where did this all-consuming need for a child, something small and non-threatening that will love her unconditionally, come from??? It is a gEnUInE MySteRy. Piglet, have u tried yoga?”
