This fic is actually for my friend’s @jeonginsdiary birthday🥳🎂 Ik it was yesterday but better late than never🤕. I wish you the best, happy late birthday🙏🎉(btw if you wanna be in my tag list just say it in the comments)
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Taglist: @hearts444innie111 @skznccmlee @jeonginsdiary
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“What kind of Halloween game is this?” Hyunjin questioned, sitting down.
“You just sit still, hyung. It’s gonna be alright~” Jeongin smiled, pulling some blue medical gloves on.
“What is this corny ass doctor costume you’re wearing? Are you going to inspect me, Innie?” the taller giggled, pointing out the younger’s outfit.
“Oh, shut up. It’s for the cosplay we’ll be doing.” Jeongin frowned.
“Cosplay? Oh my God I thought you were a bit more grown than that!” the long haired man laughed, throwing his head back.
The shorter threw a dirty look in Hyune’s direction before jabbing his side.
“H-hehey quit that!” Hyunjin covered his attacked body part.
“Fine, I’ll do your stupid cosplay, but just because it’s Halloween soon. I know it’s your favourite holiday, you child” he finally agreed after seeing Jeongin’s fingers getting close to his sensitive torso again.
“Alright, let’s start!” Innie glowed with happiness, pulling out a tool box from what seemed like nowhere.
Hyunjin looked at the box in fear. Was he really going to take his organs out and apart or something?
“Uhm, what is that? What are you going to do?” the older shuffled around in his seat.
“Oh it’s nothing. You just sit nice and still.” Jeongin shrugged it off.
Hyunjin really loved his dear friend, there was barely anything he wouldn’t do for him. But if his speculations were true, he wasn’t so sure.
“You aren’t going to tickle me, are you?” Hyune nervously giggled.
“Please, I would never. It shouldn’t tickle. Maybe a little, but that’s not the poi-”
“YOU SAID IT WOULDN’T TICKLE YOU LIAR! GET ME OUT OF HERE! I’M NOT DOING THIS!” Hyunjin howled, trying to push himself away, only to be met with Jeongin’s strong hands pushing him right back.
“Nu-uh you aren’t going anywhere! Now sit still for once and take it like the man you are.” Innie encouraged, gripping his shoulders tightly.
The older breathed in and out. Surely he could do this, right? I mean, it’s just a little tickling, nothing he can’t handle. He’s been wrecked hundreds if not thousands of times by his bandmates. But why does this time feel so different?
Why does this challenge sound rather tempting, exciting, even. Hyunjin can’t help but notice a certain heat creeping up to his ears.
“You ready?” Jeongin snapped him right out of his thoughts
“Huh- what no- I mean, yes? I don’t kn-OHOHOHOW STOHOHOP THAT!” Hyune absolutely screamed when Innie just so happened to squeeze his side.
“Good Lord you’re ticklish. Wait let me write this down. I’m a doctor after all~”
“Yeah, right that’s what we’re doing. So what am I supposed to be cosplaying as again?” Hyunjin slumped down in his seat.
“Well, I’m the tickle doctor and you’re the very curious patient who wants to find out his best tickle spots!” Jeongin happily rambled out after giving it a quick thought.
The taller almost buzzed in his seat. The insane flustering butterflies he got in his stomach from that situation had him concerned.
“So, where are the sore spots you want me to inspect? Perhaps the ribs, or maybe your neck? They both look really tense~” Jeongin teased, poking said spots.
“A-alright. The most sore spots are my h-hips, thighs, my uh… sides, under the arms and… my ears…” Hyunjin stuttered out.
I.N. blinked rapidly. He didn’t expect the older to give in that quickly. He seemed stubborn to begin with.
“Ok my dear patient, let me start with your ears…” Jeongin calmly said, pulling out a red feather from his tool box.
Hyunjin wrapped his fingers around his chair and waited for the flustering feeling to come.
Innie very gently wiggled the soft tool around Hyune’s sensitive ears. The taller was twitching and jumping, weirdly enough doing everything in his will to keep still and let the feather explore his hyper ticklish body part.
“Ahahahaha I can’t take it, it’s too t-ticklihihihish! Get this feather away from mehehe!” He giggled, stomping his feet onto the ground.
“Hyung, you’re the cutest! I’m going to write this down as a… 6.7 out of 10.” the younger scribbled the number down onto his note pad.
Hyunjin slumped back down into his seat. He was so tired after only a few seconds. God knows how much more torture awaits him later on…
“Ok so next we have the neck! Are you ready? I’ll be using the same feather and my fingers this time.” Jeongin happily announced, wiggling said fingers in the air.
Hyunjin felt his stomach do 13 backflips in a row. His neck was extremely sensitive, especially to gentle touches.
Innie dragged the feather around, sometimes wiggling it a little quicker in certain spots, making Hyunjin squeal and jerk his body to the opposite side. But overall, he kept pretty damn still.
Hyune was quickly breathing in and out, suppressed giggles escaping his mouth. Jeongin suddenly switched to using his fingers for the attack.
“GAHAHAHA JEONGIN STOOHOHOP!” the older exclaimed, gripping onto the armrests of the chair for dear life.
He scrunched his neck down, trying to protect as much area as possible. But when I.N. would shove and wriggle his fingers around the open crevices it would tickle 100 times more.
When the younger didn’t stop, Hyunjin lifted his arms up and pushed Jeongin’s fingers away. He just could not handle it anymore.
“Ok now that is ticklish. I’ll mark that as an 8 out of 10. Seems right, hyungie?” Jeongin asked teasingly, squiggling his pen onto the paper quickly.
“Yeheheah that’s about correct…” Hyunjin breathed out.
“Next we have.. Ooh you’re gonna love this! Chest and ribs! Isn’t that your favourite?” the younger enthusiastically exclaimed.
Hyune threw his head back. Just the thought of fingers roaming around his hypersensitive upper body madi him squirm.
“You’re gonna have to hold yourself in place now, dear patient. I can’t risk myself getting hurt!” the shorter played into the role, fixing his fake glasses and adjusting his blue plastic gloves.
“WHAT?! No way! I can’t do that!” he yelled, hugging himself in an attempt to cover the sensitive body parts.
Jeongin simply pushed one of his arms away as a hysterical Hyunjin wiggled around desperately. The younger then vibrated his fingers on the side of Jin’s pec, making the poor patient almost fall off the chair.
Luckily Jeongin had thought about this, quickly pushing him back into his seat with his thighs. Hyunjin desperately pushed at the clawing hand stuck somewhere between his right armpit and pec.
“STOHOHOHOHOHOP I CAHAHAHAN’T YOU’RE CRAHAHAHAHAZY I HATE YOU GAHAHAHAHAHA!” the older screamed, slamming his body up and down, side to side, trying everything to ease the feeling down.
But Jeongin didn’t give in. He kept up the tickle attack, giving the dreaded spot a few more squeezes before standing back up.
“At this rate, we’re going to go over the limit! I think that’s a really strong 9.2 out of 10, and we’ve only hit like what, 3 spots? You’re definitely too ticklish for this, Hyunjin.”
“Yeheheah, maybe I am…” the older slumped down in his seat.
Jeongin really tickled all the energy out of him with these last few spots. But he knew what was coming, and he hated to admit that he was kinda anticipating it.
“How about we do 2 last spots, no, 3 last spots, hyung?” Jeongin offered, scribbling down more words onto his little notepad.
“3 spots? No way. You’ll have to at least tell what they are.” Hyunjin jumped up.
“Hips, thighs and knees! Ooh those are my favorite. I cannot lie, I’m incredibly sensitive there, too.” said the younger, shivering at the thought.
“You’re crazy, man. Alright, well I’m all yours, go ahead.”
“Wow, no protesting, no violence, no nothing? This must be heaven!” the shorter happily cheered, placing his fingers on Hyunjin’s hip bones.
The dancer just gripped his arm rests so tightly that his fingers started to whiten. This was going to be challenging.
“AHAHAHAHAHA JEONGIN I REHEHEHELY CAN’T HANDLE THIS BAHAHAHAHAHA!!” he immediately roared in ticklish agony, almost throwing the younger off like a mechanical bull.
“Oh you’re squirmy. But I think you can hold your self juuuust fine. Come on, you wouldn’t want to hurt your favorite doctor now, hyung.” Jeongin teased, vibrating two fingers into the soft skin.
“PLEHEHEHEHEASE THIS IS TOO MUCH! STOHOHOHOP!” Hyune begged, but the maknae was ruthless, only pushing in deeper and making his poor patient a laughing mess.
Soon, he did almost stumble to the ground after hitting a specifically sensitive spot, which seemed to be his sign to step off.
“You’re the wohohorst fucking fucking doctor I’ve ever met. You almost killed me back then, dumbass!” Hyunjin barked out, trying to seem as angry as possible. Although it was impossible with that big goofy smile on his face.
“Please, hyung, I know you don’t hate this. Just hold on for a few more minutes and you’ll be fine.” Jeongin waved him off.
“How would you rate that spot, huh doc?” Hyunjin crossed his arms over his chest, completely ignoring the maknaes statement.
“Oh god, I don’t know. I’d like to say 10. Would that be right, my dear patient?”
“Hmmmm… it was a pretty sore spot, I can’t lie. But after you’ve applied your …treatment or whatever, it hurts much less.”
“Well, I’m glad you’re better.” Jeongin smiled, writing his rating down.
Hyunjin fiddled with his fingers and bounced in his chair. He was nervous about the next spots, because his thighs and knees were terribly ticklish. But he was sure that after his hips, nothing could be worse.
However, this little doctor visit did seem to unironically help him a little. He swore he had forgotten every single one of his troubles or deadlines of projects in these last few minutes.
But his thoughts were quickly reverted back to his “sore spots” after Jeongin gave one of his thighs a squeeze.
“So, shall we start?” the maknae adjusted his glasses and looked up at Hyunjin.
“Yeah, sure.” the patient agreed.
“What specific spots are bothering you the most, hyung?” Jeongin asked, drawing little circles on the tallers sensitive skin.
“U-uhum it’s worse on the inner part and the back of the thighs. Super bad. Hurts very much.” Hyunjin stuttered out, twitching at the little circular movements.
He threw his head back with a smile, holding as much in as possible.
“Ok, let me check this out.” Jeongin smirked.
He slowly wrapped his fingers around the firm muscle. Hyunjin flinched.
“Wow, it must hurt a lot. How about I do… this?” the younger teasingly experimented by giving one of the thighs a quick squeeze.
“AGH! Dohohon’t do that…” Hyunjin whined, flopping his head around. But all he did was hold on even tighter and try his absolute best to keep himself still.
And then Jeongin just dug right in, no mercy, no nothing.
“GAHAHAHAHA JEONGIN STOP I CAHAHANT!!” the taller screamed, clasping his legs together. He clenched his hair, the arm rests, flopped around like a fish. But he never once pushed the vocalist's hands away.
The doctor on the other hand was completely ignoring every single insult being thrown at him. He just mercilessly smushed the skin between his fingers.
Jeongin was using every tactic known to man: he was squeezing the sensitive part where the knee and thigh met, prodding at the soft underside of the thigh, grabbing and vibrating the hyper ticklish inner part of the thigh and pushing into it.
Hyunjin was absolutely mad. He seemed on the brink of insanity.
“JUHUHUHUST STOHOHOHOP-ohohop…” he begged, his laugh slowly dying out.
The taller had no energy to even swear the fuck out of the maknae. He was just limply catching his breath and trying to make it out alive.
“Alright, it should be all good now. Does it hurt?” Jeongin pondered, giving the exhausted thighs one last poke.
“Y-yehehehes it’s all healthy now. But… my knees are still sore. You think you could give them a light massage or something. The last treatment was rather brutal.” Hyunjin dared to ask.
“Wow, you’re still hungry for more? Say less!”
Jeongin grabbed the older’s kneecaps. Hyunjin’s right, he should be a little softer this time.
“Let me just do a normal check up on your knees. I think they’re pretty healthy.” Jeongin scratched his head, pulling out his tool box yet again.
“Wait, you didn’t… you didn’t rate the… um…”
“Oh, right! Good lord your thighs are the strongest 10 yet.”
“Yeah, maybe because you tormented them the most, bastard.” Hyunjin rolled his eyes.
“Say that again and I’ll make you go through it all over.” Jeongin gave him a look, grabbing a… head massager?
“What’s that for?” Hyunjin curiously asked.
Jeongin slowly walked up to his patient, kneeling down beside him. He put the head massager (the one that looks like a whisk) on the poor man’s knee.
The maknae pushed the tool back into the kneecap, successfully making the taller flinch like crazy.
“Ohohohok I understand now. It actually feels kinda… nice.” Hyunjin giggled.
“No way, does this feel nice, hyungie?” Jeongin playfully asked, dropping the massager and fully digging into the sensitive bone.
“AGH! JEONGIN DOHOHOHON’T!” the older jumped, stomping and kicking his feet like a kid.
“Come on, you can take it.” Jeongin waved him off, keeping up the work.
He pretended to be examining his knees, folding them in and out, squeezing the underside of them, spreading his fingers slowly along the bone; doing anything to make the experience as ticklish as possible.
Finally, Jeongin stood up, writing one last thing down in his notebook and putting all his tools away.
“How was your appointment, Hyunjin hyung?”
The older thought for a second. Should he be honest or not?
His fight or flight instincts were on, and he flew out of that room as fast as one can.
“IT WAS AMAZING!” he yelled, his voice being left behind him in the “doctors office”, aka Jeongin’s room.
The younger just shook his head, taking his rather uncomfortable gloves off.
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I hope you liked it🥹 I’m fully aware it’s Halloween themed when it’s been like 4 months since that holiday but I don’t GAF🙏 Ya’ll better take what is given🤬
