Sghjfhjj I've been in a serious rare pair mood for a while so maybe something with Hinata, Goshiki, and Tendou would be cool? I can imagine Tendou being the type of person who'll just randomly become a tickle monster and start going after the first years. Like, they're just taking a break from training or something and he just gets this look in his eyes and one of the Shiratorizawa first years sees and yells "SCATTER!!" And all the other Shiratorizawa first years take off but of course Hinata is completely clueless and just stands there so Goshiki tries to save him and it all goes downhill from there and turns into a massive tickle fight. That's just an idea tho! You don't have to use it or anything of course, I just like to include some kind of inspiration with my requests if I can lol.^^` Also, I hope you're doing well!!
summary: Hinata's visit at the Shiratorizawa gym sets off a series of shenanigans, which, while definetily not planned, end up making the day a lot more entertaining and fun for everyone involved.
an: omg this took me so long... hi dessie! i really hope you can still enjoy this after my endless hiatus and you have as much fun reading as i had writing <3
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Get 'em, Guess Monster!
“Whoaaa, Goshiki-kun, your gym is so cool!” Hinata's eyes figuratively sparkled as he turned around and stretched out his arms. “It's huge! And the colors are so nice! Oh oh oh, and this clock, it's so... shiny, it's really shiny! And huge as well, everything in here is enormous!”
Goshiki chuckled a little at his fellow first year's amazement. “Yeah, it's pretty cool.”
“Wanna hear something funny about the clock, Hinata-kun?” Somewhere behind him, Hinata heard a quiet “Oh my god”, but he was too focused on the second year talking to him to pay any more attention, nodding excitedly. Shirabu smirked. “Well, it's relatively new. Brand-new, actually. You see, last month Semi challenged Ushijima to a duel: who has the most powerful serve.”
“Shirabu, you don't have to tell that story to everyone!” Semi whined and Taichi laughed, giving his classmate a pat on the back. “Oh come on, it's a really good story!”
“Thank you, Taichi.” Ignoring Semi's groans in the background, Shirabu continued: “Ushijima's serves were harder to receive and that must've frustrated Semi. At least that's the only explanation for him hitting the clock with the ball and breaking it off the wall that makes sense to me.”
Hinata turned around to a seriously flustered Semi, his eyes sparkling with admiration. “You did that?! You really hit the ball over the entire field and strong enough to break the clock?! That's so cool!”
“You think?!” In the blink of an eye Semi's embarrassment turned into a boastful grin and he straightened his back. “I mean, yeah, I guess it was pretty cool – that's a rather wide distance...”
A chilling snicker echoed through the gym, followed by a high-pitched shriek from the gray haired third year when a hand sneaked past his arm to squeeze his hip bone. “Quit bragging, SemiSemi.” Tendous eyes sparkled with malicious joy as he continued the tormenting of his friend who was blushing like crazy, squeaky giggles threatening to escape his lips. “That smile is a far better look on you.”
Goshiki turned away from his Senpai, a slightly embarrassed look on his face. “Sorry about that...”
“Oh, don't worry, we do that too!” Hinata laughed. “Just last week, I had a tickle fight with Kageyama – you know, our setter, the grumpy one? – and a few days ago, Daichi-san tickled Noya-senpai nearly to tears, because he's always so bubbly, I mean, sometimes our third years are just done with all of his chaos, and-”
“Wowee, Hinata-kun,” the Guess Monster's voice came from behind them, terrifyingly close to Hinata's ears, “that really sounds like so much fun! Hey, I just had an amazing idea!”
Now, if Hinata had been a little more familiar with Shiratorizawa, he might've caught on to the panic in Goshiki's eyes. The lurking nature of Tendou's steps. Or the hectic gestures some of the other first years made at Goshiki, signaling him to get out of the third year's reach. Unfortunately, Hinata didn't get any of these warning signs, naively and blindly falling right into Tendou's trap.
“What kind of idea, Tendou-senpai?”
“Uh, Hinata...”
“Oi, Tsutomu-kun, don't be a buzzkill!” The smirk on Tendou's face was almost predatory now. “I just wanted to suggest an idea on how to help Hinata-kun to feel more at home with us.”
“Come on, Hinata... come over here...” And just as Goshiki took one step closer, the Guess Monster moved, lunging forward, and Hinata heard one of the other first years scream: “SCATTER!”, but before he could make something out of that, two hands latched at his sides and – squeezed.
“H-hehey, Tehendou-sahahan!”
“What's wrong?” Tendou grinned widely, moving his hands up and down Hinata's sides and making the first year squeal and twist in his arms. “Look at how you're laughing! Feeling welcome yet?”
“Ihi ahahalreheady fehelt wehehelcohome!” Hinata shrieked, letting more of his bright, bubbling laughter burst out when Tendou managed to worm his fingers under his arms. “WHAHA! TEHEHENDOU-SAHAHAAN!”
“Haha! Jackpot!”
All while Tendou and Hinata were having their little one-sided tickle fight and the older students had gotten back to practice, just fondly shaking their heads at the antics of their middle blocker, Goshiki had carefully and slowly moved closer to the scenario. Ignoring the subtle signs of the other first years to run away, he nervously approached the duo. There had to be a way to save Hinata...
Although it didn't really seem like he needed saving, judged by the unfiltered joy on his face.
“Wow, you're really having fun, huh?” Tendou's eyebrows were lifted in mild surprise. Although tickling was a regular thing in the Shiratorizawa team, it was very rare for him to see someone enjoy his treatment so openly; his usual victims, consisting of Semi, Hayato and Tsutomu, were always very careful to under no circumstances ever show how much fun they were having.
Speaking of Tsutomu.
“Hey, were do you think you're going, hm?” Goshiki squeaked when Tendou wrapped his free hand around his waist and pulled him down next to Hinata. “Are you trying to be a hero, Tsutomu-kun? Don't be a hero, kid, this is what happens to heroes in my world!”
“D-dohon't quohote Bill Cihipher while atahacking me!”
“I'll quote Bill Cipher whenever I want, thank you very much.” Tendou smirked, slightly pushing up the first year's shirt to scribble all over his toned tummy. “But I think it's very brave of you to try and save Shoyo-kun, so you'll get the amazing bonus of getting to choose where you want to be tickled.”
“Don't fall for that shit,” Semi chipped in from the side and Tendou turned around for a second, throwing him a dangerous look. “Do you want a part in this, Semi-Semi?”
It was just a very brief moment, too short to really enact on a detailed plan, but sometimes, a detailed plan wasn't necessary in order to shift the tides. Hinata gathered all of his strength and grabbed Tendou's side, his face lighting up when the third year let out a squeal in retaliation. “Gehet thahahat! Gohoshiki-kun, hehehelp mehe!”
“I- I cahan't! I'm sahaharry- GAH!”
Tendou had quickly scrambled a few steps away, pulling Goshiki along with him and hook his fingers under his arms to tickle there. “I'm warning you, Hinata-kun, if you get any closer, I'll never set Tsutomu-kun free!”
“Dohon't lihihistehen to him, ruhun!”
Hinata sat up, still catching his breath. “B-but you tried to help me too... I can't just leave you here!”
“Oh, and what are you gonna do?” Tendou smirked at him, making Goshiki shriek under his fingers. “I know allll of Tsutomu-kuns spots. You don't wanna make this any harder for him, do you?” He mercifully moved down to Goshiki's sides when tears started to prick at the corner of his eyes, but his mischievous gaze never once left Hinata.
A mistake.
With the softly muttered words “Man, I can't keep looking at this”, Hayato swiftly walked past his teammates and grabbed the Guess Monster's ribs from behind, tickling there for a few seconds and then, as soon as Tendou had let go of Goshiki with a loud cackle, continued to walk away like nothing had happened. “Get him, kiddos.”
“Oh yeah?!” Tendou snapped at him. “Them and what army?!”
Goshiki exchanged a grin with Hinata, then with all of the other first years who had reluctantly left their hiding spaces to return for a long overdue act of revenge. “This army.”
Ahh, your event is so cute! Platonic relationships deserve lots of love! 🥰 Id it’s okay, may I have a 🖤 heart with Tendou and Semi? Thank you friend and happy Valentine’s Day! 🥰🥰🥰
Omg this request put me in such a ler Tendou mood! He's such a chaotic little oddball and he's so much fun to write for because of it! I don't really know Semi very well yet, but I did my best to familiarize myself with him atleast a little while I wrote this, so I hope he doesn't seem to out of character! Enjoy!^^
Should've Just Run
Ler: Tendou
Lee: Semi
"I don't think I like that look in your eye…"
Semi narrowed his eyes suspiciously at his red-haired teammate, who somehow still had the audacity to tilt his head innocently despite the devious grin that was very clearly spreading across his face as he approached him.
"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about Semi Semi!" Tendou responded cheerfully as he wrapped an arm haphazardly around one of the blonde's shoulder. Semi tried to shrug him off, but the mischievous redhead merely tightened his grip, making him sigh exasperatedly.
"Hey, Semi Semi-"
"Don't call me that!"
"Right… Semi Semi, say, are you ticklish?"
Semi stiffened, having not expected such an odd question, especially since Tendou already knew that he was ticklish. Which could only mean… Semi's struggling suddenly picked up as he realized what his trickster of a teammate was up to, and he was really beginning to regret not running away while he had the chance.
"No! Tendou I know exactly what you're thinking! Don't you daAAHAHAHARE!! NO!!! GEHEHET OFF! HEHEHEY!!" Semi practically shrieked when his fellow third year suddenly started using his free hand to claw at his ribcage, using the other arm that was currently wrapped around his shoulder to keep him in place.
"Aww but why? Isn't this fun though? You've looked so grumpy all day! Why not laugh for a while huh?"
"Heh-H- How Abohohout no?!"
"Mmmm wrong answer!!"
Tendou chuckled deviously as he used his deadweight to drag his already laughter weakened teammate to the floor and straddled him, suddenly feeling very grateful that the two of them had been the last to leave the gym, because it gave him the perfect opportunity to mess around with his teammate a little!
The middleblocker continued to poke and prod all over the blonde's torso, humming a little tune as he tested out different spots and what kinds of reactions they earned him. He practically lit up when squeezing the setter's hips caused him to buck up with a panicked squeal.
"Ooh~ good spot huh?" He asked, honing on that cursed area as his teammate thrashed and squirmed beneath him, hands latching onto his wrists weakly as the poor guy vainly tried to shove him away.
"STAHAHAHAHHAP!! AHAHAHANYWHEHEHERE ELSE!! PLEHEHEASE!!" He begged, mirthful tears springing to his eyes as he kicked out to relieve some of the ticklish sensations that were coursing through his body.
"Not there? How about here then? Or here? Ooh! What about here?" Tendou continued to torture him mercilessly until his saving grace came in the form of a particular ravenhaired first year, who, judging by his disheveled hair and heavy breathing, seemed to have run all the way back.
"Oh, good," Goshiki said through his gasping breaths, as he walked over to the bench and picked up something, "You're still here. I just forgot my phone here and came to- Wait. What's going on? Hold on, Tendou-san why are you looking at me like that? Wait, no!!"
And just like that, the redhead was off again as he chased after their fleeing kouhai, who must have realized what was going on and made the decision to run while he still could.
Which is exactly what Semi should have done a long time ago...
Shirabu is grupy, even grumpier than usual! Even his boyfriend is struggling with making him happy again. So he decides to get an ally for the mission, who accepts immediately
NOTE: Buonasera! O buongiorno hahaha (Good evening! Or good morning)🌸 Today I decided to indulge myself with one of my kinnies, Shirabu. Seriously, he doesn't get enough love (and has a lot of potential for writing, too) but anyway, I hope you enjoy! Support and suggestions are always appreciated ^_^ 💚🤍❤️
DISCLAIMER: This is a tickle fic, if it's not to your taste I don't suggest you read it
“GOSHIKI! IF YOU WANT TO BE THE NEXT ACE YOU SHOULD AT LEAST TRY TO SPIKE THE BALL WHEN I TOSS IT!!!” Shirabu was fuming and no one knew why. What they knew was that no one was safe from his wrath, and poor Goshiki was his main target. That day he wasn’t in his best shape and he made more mistakes than usual.
“S-sorry Shurabu-kun, I’ll do better. Toss to me another time, please” the first-year stuttered. “You better make it worth it. GOT IT?” the youngest setter was at his limit. Was the future ace that incompetent? Well, obviously not, and he didn’t mean even half of the things he said, his anger and frustration spoke for him.
‘Frustration about what?’ one may ask. Shirabu would never admit it out loud, but he wanted some attention from his boyfriend. He was just too proud to ask for it, so he decided to drown himself in being touch-starved. The cherry on top of all that situation was that said boyfriend was totally oblivious!
“Hey, Shira-chan, what’s wro- OUCH! Why did you kick me?!” “I told you to NOT call me Shir- umm... Shira-ch... well, that, especially in front of everyone” the shorter guy sounded really mad, but who knew him well could tell he was more flustered than irritated. Semi decided to have a little fun with him “You wound me, my love... you’ve phisically and verbally hurt me” “Good, I hope I left a mark” replied Shirabu. “Yeah, suuure... you wanted to leave a mark so much that you didn’t even use half of your strength” the older one dared to say, even adding a wink! The audacity!
“Aaaahhh” the light-brown-haired guy sounded half-livid and half-defeated by the facts pointed out by his lover “j-just go away!” he exclaimed in a fit of rage. Semi didn’t catch what was wrong with his partner, so he decided to give him some alone time to calm himself down. He was going to talk about it with him later in his dorm room, where they would alone and much more comfortable.
If only he hadn’t forgotten that Tendou was coming to study...
When it came to his mind he felt so stupid. Just the perfect day to invite your boyfriend to stay the night, only to let him find you with your classmate studying! Shirabu had in fact come to Semi’s room hoping to get some attention, so when he saw the redhead he felt disappointed, and he usually expressed that disappointment with stinging sarcasm and grumpy vibes.
“Have fun with your study date Semi. I’ll go to my room and listen to music. Maybe I’ll fall asleep, but I honestly don’t know.” after saying that, the young setter went to his dorm room and closed the door, remaining completely quiet.
“Okay Semi-semi. Spill the beans, did you two have a fight? Did you do something bad to him?” the Guess-Monster was seriously more involved in that than in his algebra homework. “Believe me, I don’t know. I have no clue at all” the grey-haired guy grumbled. “Well, you’re at the presence of the one and only Guess-Monster right? Maybe we can guess what’s wrong together” Tendou was determined to not let that topic fall.
“I guess it’s worth a try” Semi was almost desperate, so he was willing to accept any kind of solution. “Hahahaha, you guess... nice pun” even though he just wanted to lighten the mood, the redhead got a death glare from his friend “Okay I’ll focus now. So, it must be something that happened yesterday. What did you do?”
“We just spent the afternoon together, he listened to me playing my guitar, we studied a bit and then we watched a movie” Semi answered, unfortunately still far away from the solution. “And did something unusual happen?” Tendou asked again. “While we were on my bed watching the movie, it seemed like he was trying to hold my hand or something. I smiled and asked him if he wanted to cuddle or something and he answered ‘HA! As if!’“ the setter was still not getting it. “And what did you do?” the redhead was already internally facepalming. “Nothing; he said he didn’t want cuddles so I let him be on hi-... oh God how could I be such an idiot?!”
“Well, you know he never asks for what he wants, but I still think you should work on your communication” Tendou was surprisingly right. “Yeah, but I have to solve a problem at a time. First I gotta cheer him up and apologize. I have an idea, but I think I’ll need your help” there was a glint in Semi’s eyes that made his friend intrigued and more than ready to listen to the plan and put it in action.
Shirabu was surprised when he felt a knock on his door. There was no way Semi could be already done with homework, but he opened anyway, only to be picked up by said boyfriend, thrown over his shoulder and carried to the bed, where he was straddled and pinned (obviously not without a fight). Tendou was also trailing the couple, with a smirk that made the younger setter shudder.
“SEMI WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!” he was seriously at his limit, but then his lover whispered to his ear “Call me by my name if you want us to stop”.
After that he started scribbling all over Shirabu’s tummy, while the middle blocker got his knees. The effect was immediate. “Hahahahahahah whahat are yohohou doing hahaha” “I’m putting a smile back on my lover’s cute face” answered Semi, placing a soft kiss on the shorter guy’s nose.
“Ihihihi told yohohouhuhu to NOHOHOT cahahall mehe cutehehehe” it was incredible how Shirabu managed to control his pitch even when tickled. “Aaawwww I didn’t know that my kouhai was so adorable when in denial... why didn’t you tell me?” clearly Tendou couldn’t be left out from all the teasing. “SHUHUHUT UHUP!” the teasing made the whole thing much worse for the poor guy.
Tendou gasped dramatically “Shut up? How could you be so rude? Well then take this” after saying that, he moved to the setter’s feet. An amazing day to not wear socks. The redhead smiled wickedly, skittering his fingers all over the squirming soles. “Hahahahaahhahah nohohohoahahahaha stahahahahap” Shirabu was clearly more distressed now.
Semi also took advantage of the situation to start tickling his left underarm and his right side, alternating between those spots and left and right to keep him guessing and never let him get used to the sensation. “Ihihihihihihihihi hahahahaahhteheheheheh yohohohohohouhuhuhu bohohohohoth! Gohohohohoho awahahahahay ahahalreheheadyehehe” the kouhai was getting hysterical from the tickling, and there was no way that his two ticklers would let that comment slide.
“If you hate us already, we should give you a real reason to so so, don’t you think, Semi-semi?” the Guess-Monster was ready for the grand finale. He darted his hands right to the shorter guy’s thighs, squeezing and poking ruthlessly, while the silver-haired guy drilled in the spot where the ribcage meets the underarm, his death spot.
“HAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAH MEHEHEEHEHERCYEHEHEHEHE NAHAHAHAAHHA” Shirabu was pleading. “Do you still hate us, huh?” the guitarist asked “YEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAH VEHEHEHEHRY MUHUHUCH” uh oh... wrong answer.
Hearing that, Semi changed tactics, switching from drilling in the death spot to lightly scribbling. It was rather peculiar, but he’d previously found out that harder tickles were worse for Shirabu, but his worst spot was an exception. He couldn’t handle light tickles there, in fact, he went completely ballistic!
“WAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAH EHEHEHEIHIHIHITAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP” hearing his name, the guy stopped, giving a sign to the middle blocker, too.
“Well, I’m going now, don’t have too much fun, you lovebirds” and with that Tendou was gone, singing his ‘Baki baki’ song.
“So, are you feeling better now?” Semi asked showing real concern. Before his boyfriend could reply, he also wrapped him in the warmest hug ever, making him melt in his arms. “W-well... I j-just wanted attention, and when you didn’t give it to me I became frustrated and nervous” Shirabu was sincere and the older setter appreciated that.
“Thanks for telling me, and I’m sorry for not noticing, I know it’s difficult for you to say certain things. I’ll be more attentive, but could you also try to be more open about your feelings with me?” “I think I can try to work on that” answered the shorter guy.
After ending the “fight”, Semi laid down on the bed, settling his lover right on top of him, a hand rubbing his back and the other one scratching his scalp. Shirabu closed his eyes in pure relaxation and then said “I love you Eita, I love you so much...”
“Well, this is deflnitely a good training for your communication, good job” that comment earned him a death glare from the tiny guy. “Geez, I was kidding! I love you too, Kenji, more than you can imagine. Did you want me to say that?”
No answer.
“Really, again? I though we’d made a de-” Semi abruptly stopped his lecture. His adorable boyfriend was sound asleep. He chuckled, a fond smile plastered on his face. Then he pulled the comforter over their bodies, slowly drifting off to dreamland hoping to meet his partner there.
“Good night, my sweet Shira-chan” was the last thing he said before falling into a peaceful sleep.
No mercy from the Guess Monster. [Haikyuu! - TenGoshi]
Goshiki falls prey to the monster of Shiratorizawa.
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The sound of athletic shoes squeaking across the floors of the hallway was the only thing that could be heard as Goshiki ran for dear life. The gymnasium was empty, for most of the other Shiratorizawa players had gone home already. He was completely alone, the perfect target for a guess monster.
With blood pounding in his ears and excitement gripping every cell in his body, all he could think of was outsmarting his pursuer. As he bolted down the empty hallways, eyes darting from door to door while he analyzed which path to take, his heart skipped several beats when he heard slow, heavy footsteps approaching from behind.
Go, go, go! He screamed silently, darting into a random room once he turned the corner. There was no time to think. He had to hide!
He found himself in a dark room filled with large plastic boxes and random athletic equipment piled on top of one another. Success! It was the perfect place to lay low. He leapt behind a pile of old volleyballs in the corner and sat very still, doing his best to get his frantic breaths under control.
A few seconds passed uneventfully. He began to wonder if he was in the clear, but the door burst open as soon as the thought crossed his mind. His hands flew to his mouth instinctively, masking a tiny yelp. A familiar voice rang out through the darkness, making his heart skip a beat from giddiness.
“Bang, bang… keep on breaking them…”
Goshiki shuddered at the ominous tune. Until now, Tendou’s singing had never really bothered him. Mostly because it was always aimed at their opponents. But now that he was on the receiving end…
He listened carefully, trying to pinpoint his senpai’s location as best as he could without being able to see him. It sounded like he was on the other side of the room, rummaging around some of the empty boxes. Goshiki peeked over the stack of volleyballs he was hiding behind, catching a flash of red hair right as his knee bumped into a metal pole.
“What, you say?”
Tendou spun around, aiming his question at Goshiki’s hiding spot. The first year managed to duck before the middle blocker had seen him, but he sensed him getting closer and closer. His mind raced a mile a minute, playing through endless scenarios in his mind as he tried to decide the next course of action.
If I make a break for it now, maybe I can run past him in time…!
“Break the little first year…”
Goshiki choked back a whimper.
It was a long shot, but he had to try. He wasn't going to just give up and let him win.
Bracing himself for yet another chase, the first year crouched low and prepared to make another dash to freedom.
“I’m gonna find you eventually… come out, come out, wherever you are...”
Goshiki felt a cold shiver crawl up his spine. He crouched down, got ready to jump, and then-
“Gotcha.”
“...AAAH!”
Goshiki cried out in shock as Tendou suddenly appeared in front of him. Backed into a corner, there wasn't anywhere he could go. The middle blocker pushed the unused equipment out of the way and leered down at Shiratorizara’s future ace.
“Tendou-san, please!”
“Bang, bang… keep on breaking the little first year…”
“Mmmph! Ha…!”
Goshiki fought back a smile and bit his lip to stifle the laugh bubbling in his chest as Tendou’s hands clamped down on his sides. His fingers were still, but just feeling them resting there was enough to make him squirm. He grabbed both of his wrists, trying as hard as he could to push him away, but Tendou’s grip was strong. He could see the corner’s on his senpai’s lips turning up ever so slightly, like he was amused to see him fighting it back so desperately.
“Bang, bang, bang...”
Tendou poked him randomly at every “bang” and seemed to relish Goshiki’s nervous, panicked squeals. He was barely touching him, yet it had such a huge effect! It was hard enough stifling his reactions now, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back when things got more intense...
Then, all of a sudden, Tendou’s fingers dug into his skin right at the base of his lower ribs. The sensation slammed into his brain and sent fireworks through his nerves. Goshiki let out a loud shriek before descending into laughter.
“No! No no no noooO-ahahahahaa!”
Despite flailing his arms and legs in every direction, Goski couldn't fight off Tendou’s tickle attack whatsoever. His senpai was unrelenting; his fingers pinched and prodded all over his waist, digging in at hyper sensitive areas like the sides of his chest to make him holler and scream even louder. It was an intense visceral feeling that got harder to fight against the longer it went on. Within a few seconds, the first year was already on the verge of losing it. He squeezed his eyes shut and threw back his head, clutching Tendou’s arms to try and push them off. Which only made him tickle harder.
“Ahahahahaha! Why!! Why do you ahahahalways do thi-EHEHEHE!!”
“Mhmhm…”
He wasn't sure if Tendou was purposely ignoring him, or if he was just that fixated on tickling him. He hummed a little tune while he goosed his fingers up his sides, pausing at his underarms when he started bucking and squealing. He always honed in whenever he found a super ticklish spot, slowly increasing in speed and pressure until Goshiki was practically screaming. The poor guy’s face was already bright red, and only two minutes had passed.
“Tehahahahndou!! Pleeheeheease!!”
“Mhmhmmhmm…”
He realized a little too late that begging was probably just spurring him on more. Goshiki tried rolling over to one side, but Tendou just followed him, latching into the hollows of his arms while his kouhai spluttered out pleas for mercy. It tickled so bad! Surely he was going to die if he kept this up!
Fortunately (or unfortunately), he didn’t die, he just kept thrashing around as Tendou jumped from spot to spot. He clawed the back of his ribs, prodding the soft spots in between each bone while Goshiki cackled in response. He snuck under his shirt and skittered his nails all over his stomach, making his double over and cross his arms over his belly. And whenever he tried defending a spot, Tendou would just move to another vulnerable area to throw him off and make him squirm more. What made it worse was when the middle blocker started making those little “tikitikitiki” sounds while he worked, making Goshiki blush even more. It was absolutely too much!
“TAHAHAHAHAA! TenDAHAHAHOW!! Pffft, gaaaah!”
“Tiiiickle tickle tickle...!”
Goshiki’s laughter steadily increased in pitch and volume until his words became nothing more than impossible babbling, and Tendou finally backed off when it got to be too difficult to understand him. He stood up with a smirk, looking down at the disheveled first year like he was prey. The future ace was still giggling through his haggard breaths.
“That's… ha! ...so cruel…!” He managed to spit out, his shoulders still heaving. “Why... why me!!”
“Hmm?” Tendou looked at him with genuine confusion. “If you didn't want to be chased, then why did you run?”
Goshiki’s eyes widened as he felt his face heat up from embarrassment. Of course Tendou saw right through him. His observational skills had proven to be just as useful off court as they were during matches. Things like this happened every time he ran away from the middle blocker after biffing a serve or a combo. He knew that. But he did it anyway, because… because...
Hi friend!! Haven’t been active in a while 😅I miss your writing! Would you please write a tickle fic w/ Tendou interrogating Suga after Karasuno wins the match for nationals & Tendou discovers Suga is ticklish? Perhaps Suga is walking from the bathroom to meet the rest of the team & encounters Tendou waiting for him there bein all fox-like? Thanks a lot 😌no pressure if you don’t wanna tho!
business secrets
summary: Karasuno just defeated Shiratorizawa and Suga played a not insignificant part in that. Tendou wants to know how he did it.
an: aaaah hiii i'm sorry for the long wait friendo, i hope you see this and enjoy it!
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Suga let out a pleased sigh, enjoying the feeling of the cold water running over his hands and wrists. The hype of their victory over Shiratorizawa felt insane and he couldn’t think of anything he’d rather do than celebrate with his team right now, but it was nice to be able to take a second for cooling down - as happy and excited he was, he was also exhausted.
He turned around when he heard the door open behind him. "Oh, hi."
"Hi." Tendou Satori gave him a small nod and Suga turned back to dry his hands. He would've never admitted it, but even off the field, he felt slightly uncomfortable under the other third year's gaze. Well, not uncomfortable. Uncomfortable-ish. Squirmy. There was just something about his eyes that was slightly unsettling, as if he was staring right into his soul.
Speaking of soul piercing stares.
"Is there… something I can do for you?" Through the mirror, Suga could see Tendou standing behind him, hands in his pockets and looking down at him, his face full of curiosity with the slightest bit of a frown.
"How did you do it?"
"Huh?" Suga turned around again, tilting his head a little. "Do you mean the block? I mean, I can speculate, but you should probably ask-"
"I'm not talking about four-eyes. I'm talking about you." Tendou leaned down and suddenly their faces were a lot closer. It took all of his composure for the setter to not flinch away; he had no problem with people entering his personal space like that (because to be fair, he loved entering other people's personal space like that as well), but a little warning would've been nice. "How did you do it? How did you get them out of the slump?"
"The- the slump? What slump?"
"We had you guys in the corner, until you came on the field. You turned the tables." Tendou hadn't blinked once since he had entered the bathroom. "Seijoh calls you Mr. Refreshing and now I see why. So, how did you do it?"
Suga studied the other third year's impression, just barely keeping himself from asking Tendou how he knew about a Seijoh-nickname. He had gotten used to the intrusion of his personal space by now and if you looked for long enough, there was the hint of a playful little twinkle in Tendou's left eye (And only the left eye. Weird.). Suga allowed himself a small smirk. Two could play that game.
"I'd love to tell you, but I'm afraid that falls into the category of business secrets."
"Business secrets?"
"Business secrets." He smiled brightly at Tendou. "Sorry, really, only for insiders."
"Oh, is that so?" The playful sparkle took over Tendou's right eye as well and the corners of his mouth twitched - he had caught on. Of course he had. "In that case, I hope you don't mind a little economical espionage."
"What do you mean by economicaAHAL- hey!" Suga tried his best to glare at Tendou, but the wobbly smile on his lips betrayed him. The Guess Monster smirked and his heart sank.
"Interesting."
"N-now hold on a mihinute- GHA! Tehehendouhou!" He tried to grab the fingers that were swiftly dancing up and down his sides - no success, and the tickling weakened his motoric skills even further. Even if he could've gotten ahold of Tendou's hands, he probably wouldn't have been able to push them off. Not that he necessarily wanted to. "Nahaha-"
"Knew it." The Guess Monster smirked, not stopping his assault on Suga's torso. "Saw you flinch away from your captain earlier. Tho to be honest, I didn't expect you to be this ticklish."
Suga felt his face flush at the teasing. "Sh-shaht ahahap! Nahat thehere!"
"Not here? Oh, I understand! You want me to move to a spot that's even more ticklish, so you'll have a real challenge, don't you? I got you, Mr. Refreshing!"
"Waitwaitwait, I dihidn't meaEEEK! TEHEHEHENDOU! NAHAHAHA!"
"Hoosha", the redhead whistled when Suga nearly toppled over, his hand clawing on the setter's tummy relentlessly. "That's quite a tickle spot you have there, if I may say so. But alright, maybe I should save the best for last." He moved his hands down a little to squeeze Suga's hips. "Back to my question. How did you do it?"
"Ihi- I tohold you, thohohose ahare buuhusiness sehecrets!" Suga felt his legs turn into jelly. At least his hips were less ticklish than the rest of his upper body, but 'less ticklish' than 'extreme ticklish' was still 'super ticklish', and he cursed his own lack of stamina. There was nothing he'd rather do right now than bring his arms down to protect himself, but he knew that if he'd let go of Tendou's arms, he wouldn't have been able to hold himself upright.
Although his eyes were squeezed shut, he knew that Tendou was smirking. He could hear it; "It's almost like you want me to tickle you there, Mr. Refreshing. Alright then…"
Aaand there went his balance. Suga shrieked, literally collapsing into Tendou's hold, crumbling under the hand dancing all over his stomach and even sneaking in a few pokes and pinches to the hypersensitive skin here and there. On top of that the exhaustion from the game earlier… yeah, no, he was done for.
Tendou took the liberty to wiggle his finger into Suga's navel for a brief second, making the setter snort, even through the jersey, then he slowed down his attack until it came to a stop, all while carefully guiding Suga to the ground. Then he handed him his water bottle without saying a word and Suga took it with a grateful nod. Gosh, he could fall asleep right then and there.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, all good."
"That's good." Tendou tilted his head to the side. "So? Tell me now?"
Suga felt the cornes of his mouth pull upwards (a mixture of the inevitable after giggles and the pure, goofy happiness he felt right now) and vaguely gestured to his smile. "This right here. Be refreshing. Embody the optimism you feel. Remind them that volleyball is fun more than it's a competition."
Tendou let his words sink in for a few seconds, then he made a 'hmpf' sound and gave him a soft little smile. "You're pretty wise, huh?" He stood up and held out a hand. Suga took it and once he was back on his feet and had handed the waterbottle back, he turned to the exit.
"Thanks, I guess." He gave Tendou a little wave. "See ya?"
"Yeah, see ya." And then, right before he was out the door: "Out of all the teams we could've lost against, I'm glad it was you."
Suga smiled to himself; "Me too", and then walked out with the sound of Tendou's wheezy cackles in the ear. Hell yeah they would see each other again; lost volleyball match this or that, Tendou would get this back!
I admit, I’m weak for lee!Iwaizumi. Enjoy my little OS! (I’m sorry @ragewerthers, I haven’t forgotten your prompt and I’m working on it, this one just needed to be written. Maybe it helps you waiting. :))
“Oh, look who we have here! Hey ho, Non-genius and Scary Ace!”
Iwaizumi rolled his eyes and grabbed Oikawa's jacket when the setter twirled to bark something very impolite at Ushijima Wakatoshi, as stern as always, and Tendou Satori who'd just given them these stupid nicknames.
“Don't you dare to call me that, you jerk!”
Iwaizumi slapped his friend on the back of the head and threw an angry glare at the two boys in front of them. “What do you want, idiots?”
“Nothing”, Ushijima responded calmly and Iwaizumi could literally hear the rising level of fury in Oikawa. “We just saw you and thought that we might as well greet you. You're up to Karasuno in your next game, aren't you?”
“Yeah!”, Oikawa hissed and unsnapped his jacket from the strong grip holding it, stepping towards the two Shiratorizawa players. “And if you don't screw up before, we'll get you after that, you hear me, peasants?! We'll go to the nationals and you won't stop us!”
“No need to be so rude, Oikawa.” Ushijima lifted his left eyebrow a millimeter. “You're not like that when we meet alone. Are you that brave because you have Iwaizumi with you? Let me tell you that he wouldn't be a contrary to me in case of a fistfight.”
The problem with Ushijima Wakatoshi wasn't exactly what he was saying, it was more that he was serious about every single word coming out of his mouth. Iwaizumi never knew how to deal with such a brutal honesty. He couldn't blame someone for being honest after all.
Oikawa's face went bright red and he gritted his teeth. “Of course not! I don't need Iwa-ch... Hajime to whoop your complacent butt, Ushijima! Leave!”
It took Iwaizumi a moment to realize that Oikawa was talking to him. “What, me?”
“Yes, you! Get outta here, I need to have a talk with this ox!”
“And where shall I go? The match starts in half an hour!”
“I don't know, go … into that storeroom. We'll be done in 15 minutes!”
Before Iwaizumi could protest in any way, Tendou grabbed his upper arm and pulled him into the small storeroom Oikawa was pointing at. “Come on buzzkill, leave them to their discussion.”
Boom, the door was shut and darkness fell on the two students.
“Hey, you can't just kidnap me!”
“I wouldn't call that kidnapping. More like guiding you since you were going to be a buzzkill.”
“I'm not a buzzkill! Dry up, spitfire!”
Tendou chuckled. “Calm down a bit you buzzkill. Am I not allowed to make a joke?”
Iwaizumi ignored him and listened for the sirens of an ambulance; he heard Oikawa and his friend was obviously shouting, but he couldn't understand him. The door had to be very thick.
“So, Karasuno, huh?”, Tendou asked after a few seconds of silence. “You're nervous?”
“None of your business. Better focus on your guessing skills or else you won't be able to block me!”
“Ah, you're nervous, I knew it.”
Iwaizumi held back a growl. That snarky bastard.
“I don't think that you need to worry.”
“You don't know Karasuno.”
“But you're Seijouh's scary ace, Iwa-chan.”
Iwaizumi turned to where he presumed the middle blocker in the dark so fast that he tumbled a bit and fell with his back against the door. “Don't call me that!”
“Woah, don't freak out, it's just a nickname.”
Not your nickname!
“Are you alright, buzzkill? Sounded like you were falling.”
Iwaizumi heard some rustling as Tendou came closer and then, suddenly, a hand stroke, presumably by accident, his hip. Out of reflex he flinched to the side and realized a second later that there was nothing to lean on when he found himself on the floor.
No reaction from those outside the room; They were probably bickering too loud to hear them.
“Hoosha! Now you fell, right? Oh wait, here's a light switch!”
It clicked, then a dimmed light bulb flickered at the ceiling. Iwaizumi screwed up his eyes and after blinking a few times, he recognized Tendou, standing over him and … grinning?
“What was that, Scary Ace? I didn't push you. So tell me, why did you fall?”
Iwaizumi went bright red within a second. “Lost my balance.”
“Yeah, I know. But why? I only stroke your hip.”
He knows. Shit. He knows.
“It's nothing.” Iwaizumi felt his mouth getting dry. “Just help me up already.”
“I don't think I will.” Tendou turned of the light and in the darkness, the ace heard his smug voice suddenly a lot closer. “There's something I'd like to try before. I hope you don't mind.”
“Mind wahaht!”
The last part of his sentence came out in a surprised laugh when he felt some fingers scribbling over his tummy, his thin t-shirt doing nothing to protect his sensitive body. Fuckfuckfuck!
“Tickle you, Hajime.” Tendou sounded way to happy with the new discovered weakness as he placed himself on the smaller one's thighs to keep him from squirming too much. “This is going to be fun, don't you think? I mean, you always look so angry, a little tickling will relax your mind.”
“Shihihihit dohohon't!” Iwaizumi couldn't stop the embarrassing giggles slipping out of his mouth when Tendou's long fingers explored the are around his abs. He tried to grab them, but the tickling had weakened him a bit already and it was easy for the redhead to pin his hands under his knees.
“Don't tickle you? Have you already reached your limit, Hajime?” It drove Iwaizumi crazy that Tendou called him by his first name. “No, I don't think so. There must be worse spots than your abs. Giggling is cute and all, but I'd like to hear your laugh.”
Iwaizumi bucked his hips and shrieked when the evil fingers suddenly moved up and down his sides. “Nahahahao Tehendohou stahahap!”
“Ah, that's better! But you're so loud all the time, why is your laughing so muffled?”
Iwaizumi could literally hear the mischievous grin in the taller one's voice. “Are you trying to hold back, Hajime? Are you afraid people will hear you? Is this a little secret of yours?”
The ace whined and Tendou giggled. “Oh, I see! These ten minutes left are going to be over in a second, now that we got a bit entertainment!”
“Ten minutes?” That was it was Iwaizumi wanted to ask. But he hadn't planned on Tendou's hands slipping into his jacket and starting to count his ribs. “TeAHAHA NONONONO DAHAHAON'T!”
“Alright, that's what I've been talking about! Show me your laugh, Hajime!”
“SHUHUT AHAHAP!”
Oh crap, this was so embarrassing! Iwaizumi couldn't remember the last time that he had been in that kind of situation. His ticklishness had been surprisingly secret to his teammates over the last years and Tendou Satori wasn't someone he'd wanted to discover it. Not that he wanted it to be discovered at all, but out of all people, Tendou Satori …
“Y'know, that's a bit like playing the piano. If you imagine the music, it's like your ribs were the keys. Remembers me of my childhood when I took a few piano lessons.” Small talk while being tickled to death. Amazing. “Can you play on an instrument? You look like a drummer or e-guitarist. Something hard and loud. Can you sing? Probably not.”
Iwaizumi almost threw Tendou off of him when the middle blocker's fingers dug into his armpits. “Doesn't matter though. No one needs to sing when his laughter is as precious as yours!”
The ace was surprised that Oikawa and Ushijima couldn't hear his booming laughter; were they really fighting that loud? He wasn't sure if he should be relieved or not. On the one hand he would rather die than having anyone, especially not Ushijima or someone who'd tell it Makki and Mattsun, to see him like that and therefor it was actually good that nobody came to his rescue. On the other hand it tickled really fucking bad.
Tendou clicked his tongue when Iwaizumi started wheezing. “Bad spot, huh? Yeah, I understand you. Tsutomu always cries when I tickle him there.” His left armpit was continued to be tortured while a hand felt if his cheeks were already wet. They were. “But I guess you're actually even more ticklish than my dear Kouhai! Were did I touch you earlier?”
Iwaizumi felt panic rising within his chest when Tendou intensified the tickling in his armpits.
“I mean, it made you topple, it must've been a bad spot. Maybe even your dead spot!” His torturer sounded way too excited. “Was it … here?”
Iwaizumi was so done with the world.
“NAHAHAH STAHAHAHAP! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!”
“Jackpot”, Tendou sang as he squeezed his victim's hips and poked and prodded the bones.
“STAHAHAP PLEAHAHAHASE!”
“No way, you actually said please!” Tendou chuckled. “That's awesome! Well, we still have like five minutes left. Now that I found the most important spots – let the fun begin!”
The following five minutes were officially the worst of his life. Since it was dark he never knew where the Guess Monster would attack and it seemed to make him even more ticklish than he already was. If that was possible.
Tendou poked his sides, brushed over his neck, scribbled all over his torso and his hips, oh god, his hips grew to Iwaizumi's most hated body part within these five minutes. How were they so sensitive?
Nevermind his pride. He needed help, right now. At this point he was probably going to die of laughter if Tendou continued his torture. And as if god sent him an angel …
“What are you guys doing there?”
Tendou slowed down his tickling and grinned up at Oikawa and Ushijima who had just opened the door and now looked down at the happy redhead and the wheezing ace on the ground.
“Nothing spectacular. I just tickled dear Hajime a bit.”
And then, finally, the tickling stopped.
“An incredibly cute teammate you got there, Oikawa!” Tendou stood up and headed to the exit. “He's not as scary as he looks once you got him to be a giggling mess.” Iwaizumi saw him waving through the tears in his eyes. “See ya, Hajime! Hope you're already as excited as me!”
Then they left and Iwaizumi just lay there on the ground, trying to catch his breath. Oikawa starred at him in disbelief when he offered him a hand and still did when they walked towards the gym where their teammates were practicing already.
“He tickled you?”
“For like ten minutes.”
Oikawa grinned widely. “I'm sorry, how did I not know you were ticklish?”
Iwaizumi shot him a glare. “Don't you dare to mention that to anyone!”
The time seemed to stop when they kept eye contact for a few moments and all Iwaizumi could do was shouting “STAY HERE” when the setter suddenly rushed towards the gym. He would've followed him, but he was still exhausted and so he reached the gym a bunch of seconds after Oikawa had already entered.
And that was where he faced his doom: Giggling Kouhais, evil grinning Makki and innocently whistling Mattsun. And Oikawa of course, full of visible excitement. It was the moment when Iwaizumi realized that their way back to school would be another torturous trip for him.
