Hmmm… Maybe Today
This is a tickle fic!!!
Fandom: Haikyuu!
Lee: Iwaizumi
Ler: Oikawa
Ship: romantic
Words: 1391 ( Holy shit that’s my longest one yet)
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“Oh, and I’m going to tickle you today.”
His boyfriend casually chirped, and Iwaizumi almost broke the plate he was washing.
“Come again?” He turned to Oikawa, who was leaning smugly against the kitchen counter.
“You heard me. I’m going to tickle you today. Maybe now, or at school, or later… Who knows? But I’m definitely going to tickle you today.” Oikawa grinned, and watched in delight as the tips of Iwaizumi’s ears turned red.
“No fair, shittykawa.” Iwaizumi protested, though he would be lying if he said he didn’t look forward to it.
“Get used to it, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa smirked.
“Plus, you’ll probably enjoy it.” Oikawa grinned, as his usually quiet and serious boyfriend turned into a blushing mess. That earned him a half-hearted punch to the arm.
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Time was going wayyyy too slowly for Iwaizumi today.
It has been exactly 2 hours and 35 minutes since Oikawa has said that he’ll tickle him, yet Oikawa has not made his move yet.
The anticipation is maddening. At this rate, he’d rather Oikawa just tickle him already and get it over with.
And Oikawa has been teasing him all day too, shooting him knowing smirks that send butterflies erupting in his stomach every time he sees his boyfriend.
Maddening. Absolutely maddening.
It only got worse at practice.
“Kyotani-kun, you have to stop letting your emotions get to you and play as a team!” Iwaizumi pulled Mad-dog aside and scolded.
“And more importantly you have to listen to our captain’s instructions!” He gestured to Oikawa.
Yet in the split moment their eyes met, Oikawa turned his fingers into claws and wiggled them in Iwaizumi's direction— a gesture Iwaizuimi knew all too well— and suddenly the tips of Iwaizumi’s ears turned red again.
Since when was it so hot here?
And how dare Oikawa tease him like that?!
He looked back to Kyotani, and although he still tried to keep up his strict demeanor, he was already an absolute mess, at a lost for words.
“Tsk, I don’t take advice from a blushing mess of a senior.” Mad-dog retorted, and though Iwaizumi was infuriated, he let that one slide. He had no ground to stand on.
But he knew for sure Oikawa will pay for that soon.
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Iwaizumi wasn’t safe from Oikawa’s teasing anywhere.
He was changing, just changing, in the changing room, after the friendly volleyball match with Karasuno.
Yet the moment he lifted his shirt up to change into his school uniform, ten fingers rested in the dip of his waist, waiting.
Iwaizumi blushed. Not here! He thought. Turning around to hit Oikawa, he was met with a ticklish kiss on his neck instead.
“What…”
Iwaizumi’s face might have burned off.
How desperate he was for Oikawa’s touch! Yet as soon as the tickling spark of electricity jolted through his body, it was gone.
He looked at Oikawa with hope, with anticipation, waiting for the tickles—
Yet Oikawa only gently guided him aside before he went to change,
“Excuse me, Iwa-chan.” He smiled, before walking to his locker, whistling a tune nonchalantly, as if he never did anything, and that promise in the morning never happened.
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Shittykawa. Shittykawa. Shittykawa.
That was the only word that swarmed though Iwaizumi’s mind as he sat down on the volleyball court to drink some water.
As the day progressed, Iwaizumi thought he had gone mad.
He stared at the clock again. 6 hours and 17 minutes since Oikawa had sworn to tickle him, and he was on edge the entire day, waiting for the foretold tickles he was going to receive.
Yet did anything happen? Nope, absolutely not. Oikawa was a patient tease, and he was very good at this hunting game, where he was the hunter and Iwaizumi the prey.
At one point, Oikawa had reached over to Iwaizumi’s side , and Iwaizumi shrieked in surprise, letting a few giggles slide.
Wait wait wait wait wait he wasn’t ready to receive any tickles yet. At this hour? On the volleyball court?!! Where everyone could see?!!
Yet, his heart dropped when Oikawa hummed to himself and grabbed the bag next to Iwaizumi.
“Why so jumpy? Are you expecting something?” Oikawa teased, and Iwaizumi only glared at his boyfriend.
“Hmmm why are you so quiet all day, Iwa-chan? Don’t make me push you on the floor and tickle you until you tell me why~” Oikawa’s voice rang again.
And before Iwaizumi could react, he was being gently pushed onto Oikawa’s lap, gasping lightly as he looked up to the menace of a boyfriend before him.
“Hmmm… I’m waiting for an answer, Iwa-chan.”
As soon as he said those words, a few pokes landed right in the middle of his stomach, and Iwaizumi let out an embarrassing squeak.
“No answer? So bold, Iwa-chan.” Oikawa teased.
Iwaizumi’s brain was running miles per second, yet he couldn't fathom an answer.
What even is he supposed to say?
I’m blushing because you promised me tickles and I’m desperately hoping you’d just tickle me? His pride would choke and die if he said that.
So Iwaizumi only kept his mouth shut,biting his lips to prevent himself from laughing.
“Oh? Don’t hold back, you’ve been holding back the entire day!” Oikawa grinned, and clawed his fingers over Iwaizumi’s ribs, and Iwaizumi’s mouth turned into a wide grin, occasionally letting giggles slip out of his mouth.
And he was squirming madly too, twisting and turning with each poke Oikawa sent to his poor body like he was electrocuted.
As soon as Oikawa poked at his belly button, the dam broke, and Iwaizumi let out a bark of laughter, followed by another, and another, until he was cackling like a madman.
“Is it a bad spot? Poor Iwa-chan. Do you want me to move to another spot? Say please.” Oikawa said.
“P-please, S-Shittykawa.” Iwaizumi gritted out, though as soon as he said it, he realised he fell into another trap of Oikawa.
“Please what? Please tickle you more? With pleasure.”
And with that, Oikawa’s hands were everywhere.
Clawing at his stomach, scribbling over his neck, poking his ribs, and even massaging his sensitive inner thighs until Iwaizumi was laughing his head off.
One hand were drumming against Iwaizumi’s armpits, making Iwaizumi shoot his arms down to protect his armpits, yet another devious hand of Oikawa’s massaged the dips of Iwaizumi’s hips, making Iwaizumi arch his back and let out a loud snort.
And Oikawa, being that evil boyfriend he is, kept teasing him.
“Aww you’re so cute when you laugh, Iwa-chan! It’s rare I see this side of you!” Oikawa smiled, and Iwaizumi had never felt his face turn that red before.
Too much. It was too much.
Iwaizumi was having fun, it was what he had been wanting for a hot moment, yet his body was literally on fire. Oikawa was playing his body like a musical instrument, and he was going out of breath.
At last, Iwaizumi managed to turn the tables on Oikawa and grabbed his wrists, stopping the tickle attack.
Panting and gasping for air, Iwaizumi was brought into a soothing embrace by Oikawa, who patted his back gently.
” Your laughter and little squeals are wayyyy too cute Iwa-chan. We ought to do that more often!” Oikawa cooed.
“You’re mean, Shittykawa. I’m revoking your pretty boyfriend privileges.” Iwaizumi retorted, and Oikawa only giggled.
And with that, Iwaizumi watched in absolute joy as Oikawa’s lips pursed into a bratty pout, and whined, “Now that’s mean, Iwa-chan. How about I let you take revenge on me as extra compensation? Extra kisses? Cuddles?”
“Hmmm, taking revenge seems nice. I guess that’ll do.” Iwaizumi said, and wiggled his fingers in Oikawa’s direction, and Oikawa giggled, preparing for the torturous tickles—
Only for Iwaizumi to stop at the last moment.
“On second thought, I’m going to tickle you tomorrow. Maybe in the morning, maybe at school, or practice. I don’t know?” Iwaizumi teased, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched Oikawa’s eyes grow wide in shock.
“You can’t— don’t turn the tables on me! Iwa-chan. Iwa-chan!” Oikawa grumbled, watching Iwaizumi laugh and walk off.
Safe to say that this marked the start of their tickle war, yet both knew they enjoyed every moment of it, as anticipating and as torturous as it could be.
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Writer’s notes: AHHH!!! Another tickle fic finished! Guess who procrastinated their history quiz to finish this fic? Wish me luck on the quiz I’m literally failing. Anywaysssss hope you all enjoyed it ~
