Movie Night pt. II
A/N Here’s a part two, since you guys liked the first one! Most people requested a Jungkook fic! Have fun reading and please let me know if you like it💕
Ler!Reader / Lee!Jungkook
Ship: You x Jungkook
Word count: ????
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It was about a week after you lost the game Taehyung had suggested during the movie night. You heard Jungkook had hurt his ankle (again..) and fell a bit sick the dag after that. So, you decided to visit the boys’ dorms, to check up on your friend and keep him company.
You turned the key in the door and opened it. Inside, you saw no-one, but you did hear sounds coming from Jungkook’s bedroom. It seemed to be the tv, meaning he must still be awake. You put your stuff down and moved over to the bedroom, knocking on the door before opening it to let yourself in.
There was Jungkook, cuddled up in blankets, pillows and plushies. “Oh, hey Y/N. I didn’t know you’d be coming.”
“Hi Kookie. Surprise I guess, I came to check up on you. How are you feeling?” you asked, sitting down on the bed next to Jungkook. “I’m feeling better than last week. I can walk around without crutches now, though I’m not allowed to.. I still feel a bit sick though. But mostly bored. I wanna start practicing again.”
“Hm, I understand. Use your crutches well okay? I’ll take care of you today,” you said with a sweet smile. Jungkook smiled gratefully, and you stood up to walk to the kitchen.
You prepared a bowl of hot noodles, some milk, pain killers and multi-vitamins. Back in the bedroom, you put the tray down next to Jungkook on the bed as he sat up, eyeing the noodles hungrily. “I just realized I forgot to eat today..” he said, quickly taking the bowl of noodle soup in his hands. You giggled, “that’s not gonna get you better, Kookie.” You spoke with a teasing tone and tickled his chin.
After Jungkook had finished everything on the tray, you put it away and sat down next to the shivering boy. You wrapped your arms around the taller boy and warmed him up with cuddles.
“You’re really nice, Y/N. I’m lucky to have you as a friend,” Jungkook said. In return, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him. “I’m lucky to have you too, Kookie.”
“Let’s play that game again. The one Taehyung came up with.” The sudden suggestion caught you off-guard. “If you lose, I can tickle you. If you win, you can tickle me.”
A little light bulb lit up in your head.
“I have a better idea. Why don’t we switch things around, hm? I’ll get to tickle you for two minutes and if you move, you lose,” you suggested. Jungkook’s eyes widened. Yes, he knew about your love for being tickled, but he never considered /you/ being the one tickling /him/. Although, he wouldn’t be Jungkook if he wasn’t open to try anything. And he was /very/ convinced he was gonna win. He wasn’t that ticklish, /right/?
Let’s just say, Jungkook was wrong. The moment you started scribbling over his toned tummy, he bursted with adorable giggles. He managed to keep his arms up and his legs down, though.
That was, until you got to his underarms. After the first poke, his arms shot down immediately. “Oh, Jungkookie. You lost. More ticklish than you thought, huh?”
The sudden ‘ler’ mood of you shocked Jungkook. What also shocked him, was how much he loved it. He just wanted you to pin him down and destroy him with tickles already, though he wasn’t sure if he was ready for that. You, on the other hand, thought little inexperienced lee Jungkook was adorable. You couldn’t wait to get your hands all over his sensitive body, teasing him physically and verbally endlessly.
“Alright, Jungkookie. You know the rules,” you said, moving to sit on his legs. “You know what, it’s fine. I can do this! I can handle it. Just a bit of tickling, pff. How could that— NOHOHO WAIT—“ The poor boy immediately bursted with laughter when you drilled your thumbs in his hips. You squeezed into the flesh, making small circles with your thumbs as Jungkook squirmed around, trying to get away from your evil hands. What surprised you, is that Jungkook didn’t try to push your hands away. It seemed almost as if he was trying to keep his hands /everywhere/ but his own hips. “I see baby’s enjoying this huh? You love being /tickled/ until you’re crying and screaming with laughter?” Jungkook didn’t respond, he just blushed.
That answered your question.
You changed from drilling into his hips to scratched and scribbling all over his tummy and sides. His sides turned out to be /particularly/ ticklish*, judged by the happy giggles pouring from his lips and his constant squirming and jerking body. “Such a ticklish little lee. I bet you didn’t even know how ticklish you are, huh? I could just— poke! your side like that,” and so you did, “and you’ll be melting into an adorable giggly little pubble.”
“Aahhhahah no~! N-nohohot adorable ahand ticklish at ahahall!” Jungkook said inbetween laughter. His cheeks were burning red. “Oh? Not ticklish at all? So you wouldn’t mind if I tickled your underarms, huh?”
“W-wait.. nohohoho!” Jungkook cackled as soon as your fingers dug into his armpits. His thrashing around kind of got in the way of your tickles, so, you grabbed his big upperarm and pushed it down on the bed, next to his head. You felt his muscles flexing under your palm as you used your other hand to scratch his now exposed underarm.
Jungkook thought he was going insane. He could think of nothing but the amazing torture you were giving him. His tummy hurt from all the laughing, but he felt amazing. After a while, you stopped the torture on his upper body. But you certainly weren’t done.
“Hey, Jungkook. How ticklish are your thighs?” The question startled him. “I-i don’t know, never been t-tickled there..” he mumbled, almost panting from the previous tickles.
“Hm.. we’ll see. What abour your feet?” you asked with a smirk. You /knew/ his feet were ticklish. You knew how he would immediately kick if his feet were touched, you knew from the multiple foot massages you /tried/ to give him and the many times he didn’t want to get up in the morning until you scribbled your nails over his cute soles. “N-not ticklish.. no reaction at all..” Jungkook said.
“Oh, Jungkookie. We both know that’s a lie,” you said, turning around to sit right above his ankles, careful not to hurt him because of his injury. “N-no, there’s really no use in trying, Y/N,” Jungkook tried. But it was too late. You had already pushed his toes back and started scribbling and scratching /all over/ the skin.
Jungkook seriously tried to hold back his laughter, but without success. The foot tickles were too much for him, he felt so sensitive and vulnerable but happy and comfortable at the same time. “OHOHOH NOHOHO Y/N, TOO MUHUHUCH!”
“Too much? Little Jungkookie can’t take it anymore? But I’m not even done yet, baby.” You changed from scratching his soles to playing with his toes. It looked adorable, Jungkook’s feet and toes were so small and cute and you loved tickling them. “Tickle tickle tickle~!” you teased, only making the situation worse for Jungkook.
After some more minutes of the torture, you decided Jungkook had had enough. You sat down next to him, rubbing his skin to get rid of the ticklish sensations. “How was that, Jungkookie? Did you enjoy it?” The boy couldn’t stop giggling immediately, and even after that, there was a smile on his face. “It was.. different. I mean, I’ve never been tickled like /that/ before, but I did enjoy it..”
“I’m glad to hear that, baby.” Jungkook blushed. “You really got me into a ler mood there. I guess we’ll have to do that more, huh?” you said with a smirk. It was true; Jungkook was just the cutest lee ever. He nodded, still with a blush on his cheeks. The playful tickles made him the happiest boy ever, and he couldn’t wait to experience more of these happy and lighthearted moments with you.