Come back here!
Lee: Jeon Jungkook
Ler: Kim Namjoon
After an entire day of nonstop teasing, Jungkook finally crosses the line by not leaving Namjoon alone—not during breakfast, not even in important meetings.
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Ships: NONE (namkook if u want)
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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Jungkook ran out of the BigHit doors as fast as he could, small giggles already escaping his mouth and his face flushed. The dorm wasn’t very far away.
“JEON JUNGKOOK! Come back here right now!” RM shouted a few meters behind him, trying — pay attention to the trying — to run at the same speed as his maknae. “I swear when I catch you I’m going to tickle you until you pass out!”
Jungkook let out more giggles and ran even faster, butterflies flying in his stomach.
But why did this happen? You might ask, so I’ll explain.
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Today, JK was unbearable. Every time he saw Namjoon distracted, he would poke him.
At breakfast, he made the rapper jump in his own chair, everyone looking at him. In the meeting, he poked him while RM was paying close attention to the future plans for BTS’s tour, making him almost let out a scream in the middle of all those important people.
Jungkook even poked his hyung when he was talking to Hoseok about a step he didn’t understand.
“But, Hobi, then we could— AHHH!” Namjoon let out a shout.
J-Hope got confused and asked what had happened.
And then, like a little demon, Kookie appeared behind his friend and smiled.
“It’s just that Joon-hyung is very ticklish, Hobi-hyung! Nothing much.”
RM blushed until he looked like a tomato, Hoseok laughed and thought it was adorable.
After so many pokes, the man couldn’t take his maknae’s annoying game anymore, so since they had agreed to have lunch together at the dorm, he decided to start a little chase on the way there.
“Come back here!” the older one shouted.
JK sped up, almost breaking world records.
Namjoon laughed seeing how flushed the other was.
Soon they reached the building, Jungkook ran up the stairs until he reached the door—and the apartment.
RM closed the apartment door after entering, slowly walking toward his friend, his fingers moving like claws.
The singer sat on the couch and covered his face with his hands, as if he were just waiting for his end.
“What’s wrong, Kookie?~ Are you embarrassed?” Namjoon made him lie down and sat on his waist. “Why are you so red?~”
Jungkook was already laughing before even being touched, shaking his head from side to side.
“Hyhyhuhuhung! P-plehease!” he removed his hands from his face to see his predator and saw Joon’s hands slowly approaching his ribs. “Ahahaha! N-nohohot thihihis! Plehehease!”
The younger grabbed the teasing hands, but that didn’t stop them from continuing down to his body.
“Johohohoon-hyhyhuhuhung!”
“I don’t know any Joon-hyung~” the rapper smiled, getting closer to his face.
“Yohohou!”
“Me? There must be some mistake, I’m not any Joon,” he dug all ten fingers into Jungkook’s lower ribs. “I’m the tickle monster!”
The poor boy finally stopped just giggling and burst into loud, joyful laughter.
“NAHAHAHAHA!”
“Today was going great, but no! You just had to. Annoy. Me. All. Morning.” RM emphasized each word with a poke, making JK burst into laughter. “Ohhh, if you were desperate for some tickles, you should’ve told me, Jungkookie~”
The singer couldn’t help but blush even more, starting to let out small snorts —fuck these snorts!
“Ow~ so cute!!!!”
“DAHAHAHAMN STOHOHOP!”
“Apologize for annoying me.”
“NEHEHEHEHEHEVER!”
“Oh, feeling confident?~”
Namjoon turned around, now with his back to his prey, and took advantage of the fact that the younger had already taken off his shoes to attack his weakest spot—scratching the soles of Jungkook’s feet, both at once!
“HYHYHUHUHUHUNG PLEHEHEASE! NAHAHAHAHA!”
“Apologize, bunny~”
“OKAHAHAAY SOHOHORRY! SOHOHORRY NAHAHA NAMJOHOHOHON-HYHYHUHUHUNG!!”
“For what?”
“FOHOHOR ANNOHOHOYING YOU!”
“Hmmm, I’ll think about whether I accept your apology,” Namjoon smiled, now burying his face into the exposed belly that, because of all the movement and the loose shirt Jungkook chose to wear today, was unprotected, and blowing the biggest raspberries he could.
“EheheheAHAHAHA!” The younger tried to curl up, but his legs were once again firmly held by his hyung.
At that moment, the two heard the door open, and without any warning, Jimin walked into the apartment.
“Ah,” he looked at the two and laughed when he saw the weird position they were in. “What are you doing?”
“Tickling a bunny who decided to be very annoying today,” Joon lightly wiggled his fingers over the other’s belly, not wanting to leave him too exhausted.
“Plehehease, hehelp me!” Jungkook reached his arm toward his friend, but that only made Namjoon dig his fingers into his vulnerable armpit.
“Okay, okay, finish this tickle fight quickly because the others are coming and I need help setting the table.”
“Yes, sir, Jimin-ah,” RM got off Kookie and left him there, breathless, sweaty, and redder than a tomato.
The singer slowly got up and joined his two hyungs to set the table.
“And what’s the reason for today’s tickle attack? May I know?” the blonde teased, making Jungkook blush even more.
“He annoyed me all day,” RM ruffled the other’s hair.
“I poked Joon-hyung in front of Hobi-hyung and he let out the loudest scream I’ve ever heard,” Kookie laughed.
“Hey! That’s a LIE!”
Jimin burst out laughing until he fell to the floor, having to be helped by the other four members who arrived in the middle of the conversation without understanding anything.
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