A/N: Hello from the past! I want to thank @xsezzie for sponsoring this one fic and for being extremely patient with me throughout the process - as you, who is reading this, may already imagine why!
It was a pleasure working with these two cuties, even more because I had to chance to write for baby alhaitham ehehe
Summary: Kaveh invites Alhaitham over his place to work on a project for some extra credits by the end of the semester. It can't be that hard to get to work with his junior, right?
Word count: 1891 words
Kaveh let out an unamused sigh, resting his chin on top of his knuckles. “Can you stop doing that?” He muttered, jabbing his junior’s side while furrowing his brows. Alhaitham squealed in surprise, nearly flipping the whole table before him, and Kaveh couldn’t help but to think that this was the first time he clearly heard Alhaitham’s voice during that afternoon.
It should have been about two or three hours since they started working on their project for the presentations of the end of the semester in the Akademiya and it annoyed Kaveh to the core that Alhaitham simply refused to speak.
At first, inviting his cute little junior to join him in his project didn’t sound like a bad idea. All his interactions with Alhaitham throughout the semester were limited to small talks at the hallways or at the library - and there was something about that quiet, shy guy that drew Kaveh’s attention to him. Maybe, this was the chance he was waiting for all this time, right?
Wrong.
Ever since Alhaitham arrived at Kaveh’s place, the guy seemed to get even more nervous than he usually was.
“How are you?”
“...Fine.”
“Would you like something to eat?”
“...No.”
“Do you want to take a break?”
“...No.”
Agh, that guy!
The short talk was driving Kaveh up the wall, no matter what he tried, he couldn’t initiate a conversation with his junior. Just like the talk, Kaveh’s patience was also running short. And to make matters worse, they were also having little to no progress in their project as well, with barely a page written after hours of work - or attempts of working, to be precise.
Kaveh, at some point, just leaned over his sketches, pressing his forehead on the wooden table and watching Alhaitham with the corner of his eye. What’s wrong with that guy, anyway?
Alhaitham was clearly tense about this whole setting as well, fidgeting with his pen and pretending to write over and over - did he even notice Kaveh had already figured him out by that time? Still, he insisted on feigning effort, in making up excuses to avoid talking to his senior.
Could it be, Kaveh wondered, that Alhaitham actually disliked him? And he was being a jerk instead of the nice, cool senior he dreamed to be?!
Well, the only way to figure this out was talking things through with Alhaitham, which would set him back to 0 progress - after all, this was the main issue: his inability to start a conversation with Alhaitham.
Out of ideas, running out of patience and tired of the same dry, meaningless answers, Kaveh channeled all his inner rage and bubbling insecurities to the tip of his fingers. Then, he delivered his blow: a precise, “lethal” poke, right in the middle of Alhaitham’s side - which brings us back to the present.
As that surprised, panicked squeal left Alhaitham’s lips, the junior student’s first reaction was to cover his lips with one hand, leaning away from Kaveh while widening his eyes in shock.
“Can you stop doing that?” Kaveh groaned, unamused.
“D-doing what, senior?” Alhaitham mumbled from behind his hand, barely standing to make his eye contact with Kaveh last for more than 5 seconds. His cheeks slowly began to heat up, contrasting the color of his grayish hair. “I’m n-not doing anything, I swe-”
“And that’s the problem!” Kaveh quickly sat back up, slamming his hands flat against the table. “Why won’t you talk to me?!”
Alhaitham curled up slightly, holding his hands close to his chest while his body prepared itself to run away. He looked at Kaveh from head to toe, making his senior wonder what kind of thoughts could be passing through his head.
“I… I’m talking to you, thought,” he spoke sheepishly and Kaveh could literally feel something inside him snap after hearing that comment.
He poked Alhaitham again, this time on the middle of his chest, and began to tower over him. Alhaitham, his oh-so-cute junior, was really getting on his nerves today. “What. Is. Your. Problem?!” Kaveh groaned, making Alhaitham jolt slightly with each time his finger came into contact with his chest.
“S-senior, cahalm down!” Alhaitham’s eyes darted back and forth between his senior’s hand and face, his hands aimlessly trying to defend himself.
“I’ve been nothing but nice to you, why are you so tense all the ti-”
“Ah!
“...me.” Kaveh stopped - no, “froze” was a better way to describe it - in his tracks. “D-did you just laugh?”
“...No?” Alhaitham muttered, blinking a few times in confusion as that frustrated face suddenly softened, almost as if Kaveh forgot the reason he was getting angry in the first place. “C-can… we go back to the project, s-senior Kaveh?”
“Sure,” Kaveh muttered, that brief sound still resonating inside his head. As he pulled his hand back, coughing to clear up his throat, his mind drifted to somewhere else, trying to figure out what just happened.
The first, and most obvious hypothesis, came up seconds later and his eyes already began to spark with mischief. “So, have you found any good reference material so far?” Kaveh muttered, his hand sneaking under the table.
“N-not yet, sehEHE-” Alhaitham nearly jumped off his chair when Kaveh lightly pinched his side. The blushing on his cheeks worsened, but acknowledging it - that it tickled - sounded like a terrible idea at the point. “Ahem, not yet, seniohor…”
Kaveh narrowed his eyes. Yeah, he was definitely ticklish, though, but the type that would play tough? He didn’t expect that. Still, it was pretty cute to watch him try to act cool…
“Hmm, maybe if we look a little more thoroughly, we might find something interesting…” Kaveh smiled, poking Alhaitham’s side again and, this time, tracing a little circle with his index finger just below his junior’s rib, “just like I did now.”
Alhaitham’s hands trembled on top of the table, the pen nearly breaking inside his grip that only grew tighter. Alhaitham could feel a drop of sweat sliding down his temper and Kaveh’s predatory gaze on him. This was bad. “S-senior, cohould you stop that?” He muttered, trying to gently push Kaveh’s hand away with his elbow.
“But aren’t you still nervous, ‘Haitham?” Kaveh cooed teasingly. “I thought we should take a little break to… ease the tension.”
“N-nohoh neehed, sehehenior,” Alhaitham gritted his teeth, battling against the urge to laugh while the corners of his lips were already pulling up. “I-I’m f-pfft… f-fihine.”
Kaveh grinned, this was probably the first time he has heard his junior… giggle. It was weird, now that he thought about it, how Alhaitham was always so quiet around him - short talks, avoiding eye contact, barely making any noise… What was his deal, after all? Still, he wasn’t going to let go of this chance, not when he was so close to breaking the ice between them.
“Are you suuure you are fine, ‘Haitham? Look at how hard you’re clenching your hands… you are definitely way too tense. Your face will end up covered in wrinkles when you get older if you are always so nervous, don’t you know that?”
He could almost see how Alhaitham’s muscles contracted and tensed under the tip of his finger, how his skin was prickling with goosebumps and heard how his breathing hitched after each poke. “Sehenior, w-wehe need to fihihinish our projehect!”
“Not now, ‘Haitham’,” Kaveh grinned. Having collected enough data to support his “thesis”, it was time to put all that knowledge into practice. “We need to work on all this tension first.”
Those words sat inside Alhaitham’s mind like a rock thrown in the middle of a peaceful lake. It didn’t take Alhaitham more than seconds to realize the actual meaning behind that excuse and to understand what Kaveh planned to do - still, it was too late.
“N-no, sehenior, tha-aHAHA”, Alhaitham giggled, caught off guard by his own voice when Kaveh tickled both his sides at once. Before he could think of a way to defend himself, his senior already had him trapped against his own chair, with his hands palming and squeezing his sides and stomach.
“How did I not know you are ticklish, ‘Haitham?” Kaveh chuckled along, pinpointing one sensitive spot after the other, managing to avoid Alhaitham’s hands over and over, not allowing the other to stop him in his tracks. “Were you hiding such a cool detail from me? Why? Aren’t we friends?”
If he wasn’t busy laughing and trying to find a way out of this awful situation, Alhaitham would be cringing at those words. Of all the people inside the Akademiya, why did it have to be Kaveh the one to be messing with him?
His little heart beat faster and faster, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment caused by many different reasons at once. “S-sehehenior!! Stohohop it, this ihis not fuhuhunny!”
“Oh, but I’m having lots of fun, ‘Haitham, and aren’t you smiling just as much?” Kaveh teased, his hands clawing their way up from Alhaitham’s waist up to his ribs, making the junior’s laugh rise a pitch. “W-woah, you’re really ticklish here ~”
“W-wahAHAhait, plehehease!” Alhaitham whined, pressing his arms desperately tight against his body. He leaned forward, trying to to curl up in a vain attempt to stop that madding feeling. Alhaitham closed his eyes shut while a wide smile spreaded over his face. “I-it tihihickles too bahahad thehehere!!”
Gulp.
Kaveh wasn’t sure what kind of gear began to turn inside his head at that moment, but seeing Alhaitham smile and laugh - all because of him - made him feel… weird. Fuzzy and warm, as some would call it.
He felt some faint heat reaching his own cheeks while pushing Alhaitham back into his seat, preventing his junior from falling to the ground. “Is that so? Maybe I just figured out how to… make you less tense, right?”
“N-NOHOhoh!! Thahat’s not ihihihit!” Alhaitham shook his head, throwing it back in a fit of laughter after Kaveh managed to sneak his hands under his arms. It tickled more than he expected it to - it was much, much worse! “SehHEHEnior- ahAHAH, stahAHAHap it!”
It took Kaveh a few seconds to process what Alhaitham was saying. All he could focus on was how cute he looked, how adorable the sound of his laughter was and how seeing him like that made him spin. Of course, that also meant it took him a while to actually stop the tickling.
Once he withdrew his hands, Alhaitham’s body went limp against the chair. His head hung on top of the back rest and Kaveh was thankful that they didn’t make eye contact at that moment - this should give him plenty of time to get rid of his own blushing.
“So, caham, are you still nervous, ‘Haitham?” Kaveh smiled, reaching out and nudging Alhaitham’s cheek, playfully poking near the corner of his lips.
The only answer that came from Alhaitham was a tired, embarrassed groan. He pushed Kaveh’s hand away from his face, sitting back up and crossing his arms, “you’re the worst, senior,” he mumbled, crossing his arms and looking away while his cheeks still beamed up in that adorable shade of pink.
“Heh,” Kaveh chuckled, “you’re so cute, ‘Haitham,” he added, making his junior puff out his cheeks slightly. “Well, let’s get back to work, then. You already made us waste enough time ~”
So I originally wanted to post this for Tighnari's bday, but my brain gave out so I finished it in the new year
Happy new year uwu
I tried my hand at writing poly 4ggravate, so sorry if this is ass. I still had fun with it
Hope y'all enjoy<3
Also on ao3
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Tighnari x Cyno x Kaveh x Alhaitham (romantic)
Lee: Tighnari
Lers: Cyno, Kaveh, Alhaitham
Warnings: Tickles!
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Tighnari should’ve known something was up the moment that Alhaitham, of all people, wrapped him up in a hug. Usually, the forest ranger is more perceptive towards his partners’ shenanigans, but being left exhausted from a long day of work made him forget what awaited him back home.
Before he knew it, the taller male brought him over to the couch where his other two problematic- I mean, loving partners awaited him. He was carefully maneuvered to lay down across their laps, his legs draped over the architect, his torso on the scribe, and his head had a perfect view of the general mahamatra’s teasing smirk.
“Hope you didn’t forget your birthday present~”
“Please, this hardly counts as ohoHONE! WAh! You guHUHUYS!” Before the fox could continue complaining, three pairs of hands descended all over him. Kaveh’s hands squeezed delicately over his kneecaps. Alhaitham, always the logical one, would poke and prod at the forest ranger’s torso in such a calculated way that made the fennec want to crawl out of his skin. While Cyno went straight for the kill, stroking and caressing Tighnari’s ears.
All the different sensations across his body was enough to send him into hysterics, unable to get used to the contrasting touches. His legs would flail around, torso squirming like a worm and his ears would flicker, trying desperately to avoid the offending touches. Not like the others would let him wiggle away, and maybe he didn’t REALLY want to get away.
“Hah! See this? I always know how to rile him up. Isn’t that right, Nari?~” Cyno said proudly, the endearing nickname dripping in mock sweetness. He scratched at the base of the fox’s ears, causing the laughter to grow squeakier.
This earned a playful scoff from the blonde “Oh please, that’s nothing”
Tighnari felt his heart drop in his chest when his boots were carefully removed. “Waitwaitwait! Kaveh, don’t- DOHOHON’T!” the forest ranger shrieked, almost nailing the architect in the face when the latter started scratching and squeezing at the pink paw pads along the bottoms of his feet.
“Woah-! Your reflexes are as sharp as always, though I’ll still punish you for almost kicking me~” Kaveh held down Tighnari’s ankles more firmly, scribbling wherever his fingers would reach.
“Pfft, two can play at that game” the general shot back, turning this whole ordeal into a competition all of a sudden. Classic Cyno.
The dark haired male was too busy focusing on Kaveh’s fingers to notice the general grabbing one of his hands and holding it down. Once his glove was removed and he felt the cool air hit his bare skin did he look over to Cyno, eyes widening in dread, knowing what the other was planning.
“Cyno, I swehear- Ihi’ll suffocate you ihin your sleHEHEEP! NAHAHA!” The forest ranger tried yanking his hand free, but it was no use. The white haired male traced all over the pads in his fingers and palm, so gentle yet unbearably ticklish for the fox.
Tighnari squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, anything to try to distract himself from the ticklish sensations along his hand and feet, but the two goobers were too relentless.
Most of the bickering between Cyno and Kaveh had been drowned out by the fox’s laughter, that didn’t mean it annoyed Alhaitham any less. Knowing them, they’d keep this going ‘till archon knows how long…
Suddenly, the architect and the general got distracted by the sounds of… purrs? Their ‘lil competition came to a halt, both of them stopping their tickling to look at Alhaitham, who was currently giving Tighnari some tummy rubs.
“Huh… who would’ve thought that you of all people knew how to get the best reactions from him” Kaveh commented in mock jest, earning an eye roll from the scribe.
Tighnari’s giggling high calmed down, the petting making him grow drowsy. His chest rumbled as his purrs grew louder when Cyno joined in, rubbing at his ears. The nail in the coffin was when Kaveh gently massaged the paw pads on his feet, sending Tighnari into bliss. His eyes slowly fluttered shut until all that could be heard were his soft snores and purrs.
Kaveh had to hold himself back from squealing at the sight, whereas Alhaitham, he umm… at least looked satisfied with this new turn of events. More peaceful than the previous bickering, that’s for sure.
Cyno leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on the fennec’s forehead before whispering a sweet ‘Happy birthday’ against his partner’s ear. A warm smile graced the sleeping male’s face, curling up in his boyfriends’ laps like a true fox. What a perfect way to end such a special day.
🪸 ;; fic type -> platonic or romantic, up to reader’s interpretation ;
🪸 ;; warnings -> none ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> sobbing this is so rushed 💔
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“alhaitham!” kaveh shouted, chasing after his roommate. “get back here!”
how did they get here?
first he was working on a project peacefully. nothing special, just some commission to design a pretty summer home.
so how did he end up chasing alhaitham all over their house?
the scribe stole his favourite pencil! how could he?! he couldn’t care less about alhaitham wanting him to take a “break”. he needed that commission finished asap!
“alhaitham!” he growled, picking up the pace.
“kaveh?” the other mocked, further enraging kaveh.
“i swear if you don’t give me that pencil i’ll have you regret it!” he shouted, more annoyed than ever.
“regret it, how?” alhaitham asked. “i highly doubt your old joints will let you catch up, senior.”
oh that is it!
with one leap of faith, kaveh threw himself at alhaitham, pinning him down to the ground. immediately, his fingers shot at the scribe’s ribs, clawing at them mercilessly and poking between each bone.
alhaitham, to his credit, was somewhat quiet about the whole ordeal, only to break out into loud laughter the second kaveh started to claw at his upper ribs.
“kaveheheheheh!”
“alhaitham!” kaveh snickered, tickling his roommate vigorously. “will you give me back my pencil?”
Hiiii! I wrote a little something. I kind of rushed it at the end, but here's some 4ggravate for yall. I didn't realize how much my lee cyno biased came out in this, so I hope you like lee Cyno!
I would put lee and ler buuut: Everybody is a switch in this.
Words: 1.8k
Warnings: nothing really, just tickles below the cut. If I need to add something, let me know.
Enjoy!(:
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Tighnari sat across the table, running his hand through his hair, "Why do I hang out with you both?"
Cyno, head in his hands, just laughed, "Because they force us"
"But they dont?"
"It feels like they do."
Tighnari sighed, and fought the urge to slap Alhaitham and Kaveh to the next planet over. He shook his head and continued his game of TCG with Cyno for the next couple minutes. Cyno, of course, won and Tighnari quickly got tired of rematches, as well as the insane amount of bickering between Alhaitham and Kaveh. Speaking of those two, Kaveh had his finger in Alhaithaims chest and was yelling at him for something. The scribe just watched without flinching.
"Seriously, what is your problem, Kaveh?" Alhaitham managed between said man's tangen.
"My problem is you!"
"What did I even do?"
"You took both keys yesterday, and I'm quite sure you would've again today had I not gone with you!"
"I would not have. You're being dramatic."
"I am not!"
"Oh my archon, can you both STOP?"
All heads shot to Tighnari, not expecting the sudden yelling from the usually quiet forest ranger.
"Sorry, excuse my yelling. Why do you live together if you fight so much?"
"We don't fight that much." Kaveh defended.
"Yes we do."
And so began more arguing.
Tighnari looked like he needed sleep, but he glanced towards Cyno.
"How do you think we could get them to shut up?"
Cyno thought for a second, then he lit up brighter than the sun.
"Do you remember the method Candace uses on villagers when they get too worked up?"
"Oh you mean the one I use on you everytime you visit?"
"I was trying to avoid that example, but yes."
Cyno turned away, seemingly grown red. Tighnari thought about it for a second. It might work. He'd pay for it later, but it would work.
"Okay, you wanna help?"
Cyno nodded, a smirk growing on his face.
Kaveh was still talking at Alhaitham when Tighnari walked behind him. Alhaitham noticed, but didn't say anything, he just smiled as he realized what Nari was doing. Cyno, however, was not in Alhaithams vision, so that was scary. Before he could react to this, though, both Kaveh and him crumpled to the floor as Cyno and Tighnari took action.
"Whahahat?" Kaveh turned his head to see tighnaris grinning features, then he panicked further as he realized what was happening. Tighnari was scribbling the length of Kavehs torso, and it was unbearable. Tighnari made sure to linger at the blonde's hip bone longer than the rest. He looked at Alhaitham, only to find he was not in a better situation.
"C-cynoho…" He gritted his teeth, trying to avoid the laughter bubbling in his throat, because of the merciless fingers on his sides.
"Yes, Alhaitham?" Cynos smug smirk grew wider as he switched to digging into Alhaithams upper ribs.
"Nohoho!"
"Yes!"
Tighnari had Kaveh sitting basically in his lap on the floor, and was attacking the blondes sides, switching between scribbling, squeezing, and poking.
"Whyhehe ahare yohohou soho cruhuhuel?" Kaveh squirmed, twisting left to right to try and escaped Tighnari and his cruel shut-up method.
"Why can't you stop arguing with Haitham?"
"Behecause he suhuhucks!"
"Mhm. When you both promise to stop arguing, me and Cyno will stop our 'attack', until then, you can suffer like I did."
"Thahats nohot fahair!"
"Sure it is! Now I've heard enough talking from you, why don't you just laugh for me?"
That was the last thing Kaveh heard before the fox boy drilled into his hips without warning. This resulted in a high pitched scream, then drowning everything else out with his laugh.
Cyno had heard Tighnari and Kavehs little conversation, and decided to let Alhaitham know the same thing. He was also partly afraid that Alhaitham would gain his strength back, so he quickly followed Nari's lead.
"Yknow, Nari is right. You argue too much. When you both apologized we'll let you go. Soooo you get to laugh for right now."
Alhaitham quickly shut up as Cyno targeted his underarms. Scribbling, clawing, massaging, drilling, anything it took to get him to shush. He all but screamed, then fell into his low laughter. He started to forget how this started. The only thing he remembers is letting Cyno take him down. He doesn't know why, but for some reason, he wanted this.
"Let's see…. Here? Or here? Maybe here?" Tighnari practically sang as he jumped around Kavehs torso. Ribs, side, stomach, hips, back to sides and all over again. Kaveh couldn't take it, he needed Alhaitham to apologize, but he remembered he hadn't done so either. So he tried.
"Tihihigh- TIGHNARI Ihim SOHOHORRY pleheahase!! I CAHAHANT!"
"Oho, one down, one to go. How about it, cyno? Did he apologize yet?
"Okay, you tease alot more under these circumstances."
"That is besides the point, dear."
"Fine. No. He's to stubborn for that."
"That is true. Oh well, Kaveh will just have to suffer."
"I suppose so."
Cyno shuddered, knowing all too well what Kaveh was dealing with. Cyno had fallen under Tighnari's mercy before, and he was mean when he wanted to be. And that's clearly what he wanted now, as he was not giving poor Kaveh the light of day. Nevertheless, Cyno took a breath and continued working on his end of the stick.
"Now, Alhaitham, are you willing to apologize now that you know your dear ol' senior did?"
"Noho! Ihi dihidnt dohoho ahanything!"
"Suit yourself, then!"
With that, Cyno did all he could to weaken the man he was Tickling. He was scared for when he and Kaveh decided to take revenge, but that was later Cynos' problem, not Cynos' current problem. Right now, he had to focus on keeping Alhaitham down and not fighting back.
But he didn't seem to be fighting either way.
Only a few minutes later did Cyno hear Alhaitham screaming apologies when he reached a particularly sensitive rib that had an also pretty sensitive muscle right next to it.
"Ohohoh my archohons, that was cruel." Kaveh complained as he mustered up the most adorable upset look Alhaitham knew all too well.
"Maybe if you didn't start arguments so much we wouldn't be in this situation."
"Both of you please stop talking before this starts all over again." Cyno and Tighnari rushed out in fear of more bickering.
"You know what, I think I have something we can agree on, Kaveh."
"And that is, Alhaitham?"
"Revenge."
"Couldn't have said it better myself."
They both turned towards the two people behind them, Alhaitham to Cyno and Kaveh to Tighnari. Both of the ladders stepped back in wide-eye panic before Kaveh and Alhaitham pounced, tackling them to the ground.
"Waitwaitwaitwait hold on! We can talk about this! No need to do anything rash…" Tighnari panicked. Cyno followed his plea.
"Yeah! You don't need to do this! It was only to get you to stop arguing!"
"Ah, yes. Well, it worked, and we found something to agree on." Alhaitham had managed to fight Cyno to the ground and got his hands pinned under his knees.
"Yes, and that something is revenge." Kaveh had seemed to follow Alhaithams lead, pinning Tighnari and his arms.
"But-"
"Shush. Now what was it you said? Oh yes, I've heard enough talking from you, why don't you laugh for me?"
With that, Kaveh began scribbling across Tighnaris ribs, and laughing at the choked squeal from the man.
"Well said, Kaveh. Why don't you do the same, Cyno?"
Then Alhaitham also started his 'torment' by squeezing all around Cyno's stomach. He also chuckled at the uncharacteristic screech from the Matra.
"No need to be so loud, the entirety of Sumeru doesn't need to know that you're being tickled. Honestly, it's like you want them to know. Hm, I wonder what they'd think; the great Cyno, General Mahamatra, ticklish."
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!"
"Awe, can't you take a little teasing? Cute."
Tighnari really wasn't in a better position. In fact, it may have been worse.
"Hm, being a forest ranger is really dangerous." He paused to gasp dramatically, "What if you're missing ribs! I should count to make sure they're all still there!"
"NOHO Ihi hahave ahall of my rihihibs!"
"Oh, I don't know, Nari. I really should just make sure. Okay ready?"
He placed his hand under Tighnaris shirt and on his bottom rib.
"NONONONOHOHOOO!"
"Okay, one… two… three… four…"
"SHUHUT UHUP KAVEH IHI SWEHEAR TO THE ARCHONS SHUHUHUSH!"
"Oh, you made me lose count! Be more quiet, and don't squirm as much! Okay, let's try again, one…"
"NOHO!"
"Five… six… wow you're doing really good. Oh what number was I at? Alhaitham, do you remember?"
"Hm… no I do not seem to recall. Ack! Cyno don't kick me!"
"SIHIHIX! YOU SAHAY SEHEVEHEN NOHOW!"
"Awe, you were counting too? You must enjoy this!"
"SHUHUSH!"
"How do I know you're not lying though? May as well start over! One…"
Tighnari groaned through crazed laughter.
"Woah Cyno, how did I not know you were this ticklish? Honestly, isn't this dangerous? Especially when your outfit reveals so much. If any enemies ever figured this out you'd be done for!"
"SHUHUT UHUP!"
"That isn't very nice. How about you say sorry for that?"
"Nohoho!"
"Fine then."
Alhaitham shot his hands up to Cynos' underarms, making sure to drag his uneven nails up the others torso on the way.
"WAITWAIT IM SORRY NOHOHOHO!"
"Hmph. I'm still going to stay here for a bit."
"PLEASEHE! IHIM SOHOHORRY!"
"Nope. Still not moving."
"Ten… eleven… twelve… oh. You have all your ribs! Good!"
Kaveh slowed down and showed some remorse for the screaming fox under him. Once Tighnari caught his breath, Kaveh smiled.
"Alright, I think you've had enough."
And Kaveh rolled off him. Tighnari immediately curled into a ball, his tail thumping on and off the floor, and his breathy giggles slowing down.
"You okay?"
"Yeheah. Woah, you're mean."
"I know."
Alhaitham then noticed that Kaveh had stopped, so he figured he would too, deciding against slowing down, he went for a final blow instead.
"Alright Cyno, are you ready?"
"Fohor whahat?"
Alhaitham took a deep breath, and despite what you'd expect:
"PBBFFFTT!"
Cyno all but screeched, then he fell silent as he banged on the grey-haired man's head with his fist. When said man finally let up after blowing raspberry after raspberry, cyno fell limp and breathed heavily while the other 3 just watched him. When he calmed down, Alhaitham got off and sat in his chair at the abandoned table. Cyno just laid there. Tighnari eventually got up and offered a hand to him, which he took, and all four of them continued on. Except this time, there was no arguing. Just laughter, and possibly a little too much wine for Kaveh.
