Laf’s Chockie
Hi guys! This is a little fic based on the prompt form @randommusicaltickles
Sorry it’s short but I just wanted to make it swift and cute! Hope you enjoy it, cause you deserve to!
Fandom: Hamilton
Summary: Hercules laughs at Laf’s expense. Laf gives him something to laugh about.
“Check!” Lafayette declared, doing a lil victory dance.
Herc crossed his arms and snickered, “Laf, it’s just check, not checkmate. You haven’t won yet”.
“Oh”, Lafayette said, sitting down and blushing.
It was a cool Sunday morning, there was snow outside, so Hercules was taking this as an opportunity to teach Lafayette how to play chess. He had picked it up pretty quickly, as expected: Laf was a smart man. I mean, anybody who is bilingual has to have above average intelligence.
Herc moved his bishop to protect the king.
“Merde”, Laf muttered under his breath.
“Hey!”, Herc remarked, “Language!”.
“Ugh, sorry”, Laf said, scanning the board for moves. He grabbed his knight to threaten the bishop. Herc just smiled, Laf had made a huge mistake.
“Laffy?”
“Yes?”
“Are you sure you want to make that move?”
“Why not?”
Herc just grinned. That knight had been the only thing standing between his rook and Laf’s queen. He smiled and took it, looking up to see Lafayette’s mouth gaped open, a shocked expression on his face. Hercules bust out laughing. In the midst of his laughing fit, something dropped out of his pocket and landed on the floor.
“Freeze!”, Lafayette cried, as soon as he’d seen what Herc had dropped. Herc abruptly halted his laughter, “What is it Laf?”
“Is that my chocolate?” Laf said, pointing to the shiny-wrapped sphere on the floor.
Hercules gulped, he knew how much Laf loved his chocolates. They just looked so yummy, Herc couldn’t resist! He knew that Laf wouldn’t be mad, and would probably give him the chocolate if he had asked, but the fact that he stole it meant that he was probably due for a treat punishment.
“No?” Herc said sheepishly.
Lafayette smiled, “Really Mon Ami? It looks like mine”.
Herc shook his head again, “Nope”.
“Well than”, Lafayette said, walking over to his boyfriend’s side of the couch, “Why does it have my name on it?”
Herc looked down to the floor and, to his horror, the chocolate had the word ‘Laf’ written on it. “Shit”.
“Hey! Language!”, Lafayette said, mocking Herc’s words from earlier, “You lied Hercules. I have to kiss the truth out of you!”
With that, Lafayette leaned over and grabbed his boyfriend, flooding his neck with kisses. He squealed and burst into hysterical laughter.
“Lahahahahf!”
“Yes Mully?”, Laf inquired, kissing closer to the intersection between his boyf’s neck and left shoulder.
“Thahahaht tihihihickles!”
“Really?”, Laf teased, “I had no idea”.
Herc laughed like crazy at all of the ticklish kisses, squirming around to no avail.
“You are dreadfully ticklish Mully”, Laf teased, “You can’t even take a few kisses, can you?”
“Nohohoh!”, Her cried, as Laf spidered his fingers up his sides while not slowing the kisses, “Stahahap!”
Laf grinned, “Stop what? Tickling you? But your so cute when your being tickled! How can I resist tickling you when your so adorably ticklish?”
“Dohohohn’t sahahay thahahat!”, Herc cried, his laughter swift yet pleasant.
“Say what?”, Laf asked, “Tickle? Ticklish? Tickling?”
“Nohohoho!”
After a while, Herc’s face started going a bit red. Laf stopped and just smiled at him, “Let this be a lesson, Mon Ami, to ask before you take my chocolates”.
Herc just panted, some giggles still sliping from his lips, “Yeah, yeah. Now lets get back to chess!”
“Winner gets to tickle loser?”
“Deal”
