Summary: Adam starts a tickle fight so that he can lose on purpose (based off headcanon briefly discussed with @tickly-muffin >_<)
Pairings: Chainshipping
Word Count: 750
A/N: this is my first time writing for Saw and I’m low key scared to post this but I’m gonna do it anyways ok bye I’m gonna go hide
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“you smell like a hospital.” Adam teased from where he was tucked away in Lawrence’s arms, making the doctor roll his eyes with exaggerated exasperation.
“Well, Adam, I am a doctor.” He said with a smile.
The atmosphere was warm and comforting and yet, Adam couldn’t help the nagging at the back of his mind; the one that yearned for a specific type of playful attention.
But how could he ask for it? That’s completely out of the question. Luckily, Adam had a plan.
Adam started poking and prodding at Lawrence’s sides, the doctor flinching and grabbing the younger’s wrists, keeping them firmly contained.
“Hehey! What do you think you’re doing?” He looked at the brunette, eyebrow raised with skepticism.
Adam’s eyes sparkled with mischief; he had the feeling his plan was working.
“What’s wrong, Doctor? Ticklish?” He snarked with a smirk, watching his lovers face and trying to figure out what he was thinking.
Lawrence wasn’t a moron. They had been together long enough for him to know a thing or two about Adam, and this was one of his typical ploys for tickles.
Lawrence gave a knowing smile but decided to play along.
He laid Adam on his back and held him in his lap, pinning his hands above his head so quickly that Adam yelped with surprise.
The doctor gave a smug grin, pleased with the blush that tinted the younger’s cheeks.
“Not so snarky now, are you?” He raised his free hand and began to wiggle his fingers threateningly over Adam’s stomach, watching his eyes widen in anticipation as he kicked his legs and squirmed helplessly, failing to suppress anticipatory giggles.
“Wahait, come on, Larry- you know I didn’t mean that doctor joke! Hospitals smell great!” He giggled frantically, watching the wiggling fingers inch closer and closer to his skin, excitement in his eyes.
“Maybe not, but I’m still going to tickle you till you can’t think straight.”
Before Adam could protest again, Lawrence plunged his fingers into the sensitive flesh, scribbling and scratching skillfully.
“EHEHEEK! NOOO, DOHOHONT!!” Adam shrieked, futilely squirming from left to right, only for the tickles to follow.
“Oh please. As if you weren’t begging for this.” Lawrence mockingly scoffed, skittering up to the ribs.
Adam snorted with laughter, happy to receive the attention he wanted, but also embarrassing.
Adam’s cheeks flushed bright red, and noticeably so.
“I-I WAS NOHOHOT! YOU’RE CRAHAHAZY!”
The taller man hummed thoughtfully.
“Mm, no.. I don’t think I am.” He paused his attack.
“You see, what I think…” He pulled his hand back and moved to hover his fingers above Adam’s armpit, observing how his squirming got even more frantic.
“Nonono, dohohont!” Pleaded the brunette, an excited shimmer in his eye that was really pleading the opposite.
“Is that you really love…”
The fingers moved closer to their target.
“Lawrence, please!”
“To be…”
And closer…
“Haha- shut uhuhuhuuuup!!”
“TICKLED!”
With that, the doctors skilled fingers dug into the hollow of Adam’s armpit, eliciting a shrill screech from the smaller man, his laughter loud and boisterous.
“EEEK! LAWREHEHEHENCE!!” He thrashed and kicked, screams of laughter filling the small room. Lawrence was almost worried they’d get a complaint for the noise.
“What’s the matter, Adam? Ticklish?” He mimicked Adam from earlier, taking pride in the absolute glee he was bringing his boyfriend. Adam’s smile could light up any room, even their own dusty apartment.
“SHUT UHUHUHUP!!” He blushed red, turning his head to try and hide in the crook of his arm.
Adam tried to tug at his arms, but it was no use; Lawrence was much stronger than him. And besides, he was already weakened from all the tickles.
His eyes were glittery with the joy of a kid on Christmas morning, letting himself laugh uncontrollably under his boyfriend’s playful yet loving touch.
The doctor paused and watched the younger man catch his breath, cheeks flushed and eyes watery.
“You okay? Have you had enough?”
Adam grinned cheekily, eyes brightening again. “Is that all you got, Larry? I can handle a hell of a lot more than that!”
Lawrence laughed at the typical snark and enthusiasm that came from his lover.
He shook his head fondly and leaned down to press a kiss to Adam’s lips.
“You’re too much, but I love you.”
“I suppose I am pretty lovable.”
Lawrence rolled his eyes.
Where Adam contained all his sass, he had no idea. But what he did know, was that Adam had plenty of tickles in his future.
