Hoseok – the fourth
It’s my birthday yay birthday fic
This is for the series “how bts discovered each other ticklishness”
Lee: Jung Hoseok
Ler: Kim Seokjin, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung
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Ships: none
Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down
This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them
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Everything was very fun for Hoseok. He, who for some reason had always liked tickling people, seeing his friends laugh was simply very satisfying, and learning more and more about the other members’ sensitivity… ah! It was amazing.
He didn’t go a single day without poking Jimin, wiggling his fingers at Taehyung, or teasing Seokjin.
And those three were already fed up with it.
Later that night, when the boys had already returned to their apartment, he saw an incredible opportunity right in front of his eyes.
V was sitting on the couch, eyes closed, both arms raised above his head, completely unprotected.
The rapper smiled at the sight, slowly approaching so he wouldn’t be noticed, his hands shaped like claws, his grin growing wider with every step.
But just as he was about to touch Taehyung, something unexpected happened.
“He fell! Attack!”
Hobi heard a voice shout—it was Jin’s. Right after, V woke up from his fake sleep and jumped on top of his hyung, throwing him onto his back on the soft living room rug. In a second, Seokjin and Jimin appeared. The younger sat on his arms, pinning them firmly above his head, while the other sat over his ankles.
“O-oh whahahahahat?”
“Ah, Hobi, you didn’t think you’d get away after terrorizing us every day, huh?” Jin said. He was behind Hoseok, but could still hear his little giggles.
“Why are you already laughing, hyung?” Taehyung asked, tilting his head slightly, smiling. “Are you finding this funny?”
“Nahahao! Ihihihi—ahaha!” J-hope shook his head side to side, eyes tightly shut, face flushed.
“No way, Tae, I think it’s because hyung is really, really ticklish.”
Hoseok swallowed hard at Jimin’s teasing, starting to feel butterflies not just in his stomach, but like a whole storm in his whole body
He had the biggest heart-shaped smile on his face, and Taehyung and Jimin, who could see him since Jin was facing his feet, smiled at how cute their hyung looked.
“I have a hypothesis. I want to test it,” V said, being the first to start, his fingers touching J-hope’s stomach, making bubbling laughter spill out of him.
“Hehehehehe! Tahahaehe!”
“I think I’ll start testing things over here too,” Jimin said, attacking his hyung’s armpits, which triggered the biggest laughs ever—definitely making Hobi laugh even more. “What about you, Jin-hyung?”
“I think I have an idea,” Seokjin replied. He had already taken off the captive’s socks and was sliding just two fingers up and down the sole of one foot. “I think there’s a spider on your foot, Hobi, but don’t worry! I’ll take it off for you~”
The rapper shivered—his feet were one of his weakest spots, and the anticipation of such light tickles made him feel 500% more sensitive.
Being attacked in three places at once made Hoseok want to disappear. He laughed loudly, not even trying to hide it, but he couldn’t say anything—no words could form.
“You’re so quiet, hyung, what’s wrong?~” Jimin lowered his head to whisper right near Hobi’s ear, making him scrunch his neck to block access. He looked almost like a baby with how he was squirming, curling up in every possible way.
“PLHEHEASE—MIHIHINNIEHE! NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!”
“What about here?” Taehyung moved his hands up, attacking his hyung’s ribs after noticing his stomach wasn’t that sensitive—but he didn’t expect such a strong reaction.
The man screamed—right into Jimin’s ear, poor thing—and burst into laughter.
“AHAHAHAHA PLHEHEASE!”
“Is it here? Ohoho, interesting,” V smiled. “And how is it over there, hyung?”
Jin was looking for more ways to torment the victim’s feet when he remembered his toes and started sliding his fingers between them.
“NAHAHAHAO—HYHYHUHUHUNG— NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE—IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHES SOHOHO MUHUHUCH”
“Oh~ interesting~” Seokjin definitely ignored Hobi’s desperate pleas. The rapper threw his head back, laughing very, very loudly.
“Your ribs look tasty, Hobi-hyung, I think I’m going to devour them~” Taehyung smiled as mischievously as he could, lowering his face until his mouth reached the man’s lower ribs, his shirt already lifted from all the squirming.
“OH MY GOHOHOD AHAHAHAHAHA!”
“I want to eat hyung too! I think he tastes like cotton candy,” Jimin said, also starting to nibble Hoseok—this time on his neck, leaving lots of sensitive kisses too.
“Hm… I think he actually tastes a bit like strawberry,” V said, as if reviewing fancy food. “What do you think, Jin-hyung?”
“Let me see.” Seokjin nibbled the sole of J-hope’s foot, making him cry out for mercy again—definitely not granted. “To me, he tastes like cookies.”
“PLEHEHEHAHAHASEHE!”
“Is that all you can say, hyung?” Jimin laughed, giving him more kisses. “Aren’t you the cutest thing?”
Hobi’s laughter started to grow more tired until it turned silent. That’s when Jin signaled for the younger ones to stop.
“You’re so cute!” Jimin kissed Hoseok’s cheek before getting off his arms.
“Thank you…” Hobi said, curling into a ball and covering the smile still on his face.
“Now, no more messing around?” Seokjin said, arms crossed like an angry mom.
“Hm… I’ll think about it,” the rapper laughed, getting up with Jimin’s help.
“But you won’t get away unharmed anymore, since I think you’re the most ticklish of us now, hyung,” V laughed, wrapping an arm around his neck.
“I don’t know about that, Taetae, since you’re competing,” Hoseok poked him.
“No more tickling today, you guys,” Seokjin couldn’t help but laugh at his members.
What was curious was that the other three who weren’t part of the chaos had heard everything and stayed very quiet in their corners.
But their cover wouldn’t last much longer.
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