Heyo! I had a craving and wanted to write for my sillies again, so I did! :D *radiates in self-indulgence* We need more Lee!Allan in this community, and it is my duty as an otome-nerd to provide it! :D I hope you like it! :3
Summary: Gill once again finds himself at the mercy of Allan's tickly antics. To his relief and Allan's dismay- Raul decides to step in.
Another day, another movie night.
Gill was hesitant as he sat on the edge of Raul’s bed, arms tight against his sides as he gave Allan a suspicious look. “Don’t try to be slick.”
“I wouldn’t dare.” Allan purred, red eyes glinting with mischief as he sprawled out in the bed. He was in the middle this time- not thinking much of the spot placement and simply getting comfortable while Raul rambled off movie titles. “Unless you want me to, Lovecraft.”
“Ugh, you’re terrible!” Gill groaned as he scooted back towards the pillows, arms firmly tucked. Once comfy, he gave the thorn in his side one last glare before turning his attention towards Raul.
Within a matter of moments, Allan snuck a finger into his side, wiggling gently.
“AH!” Gill shot up like a rocket, twisting to glare at the grinning thief beside him. “You son of a- cut it out!”
“Cut what out?” Raul asked as he slid the dvd in, turning back to the pair. “What did I miss?”
“Nothing new. Lover boy’s just really ticklish.” Allan snickered, reaching out to poke him again, only for Gill to slap at his hands.
“Knock it off already! You’re so annoying-ugh!” Gill fumed when another poke landed, making him nearly fall off the bed. A third poke put him on his ass. “Allan!”
“Hehehe.”
“Raul, help!” Gill swatted at him as Allan creeped over, hanging off the bed and jabbing at Gill’s chest and stomach. “Do sohohomething!”
“Aww Gill, you’re so sensitive. They should start calling you the giggly parasite!” Raul laughed as he leaned forward to watch, laughing alongside Allan’s snickers. “Fight back, Gill! Don’t let him win!”
“Hoohohow? Aheahahah, Allan, nohoohoho!” The blonde squeaked and kicked, but that gave the resident bad boy an opportunity to grab his foot, scribbling his fingers into it. “Aheahhahahahaha, yohoohohu chehahhahater!”
“Hm- maybe you need some help.” Raul mused, making his decision. “Very well! By the will of the gods, I- Raul Aconite, shall save you!”
“What are you even-” Allan was abruptly cut off by a loud laugh, his entire body recoiling away from Gill. “Shiihit! Nohoho, dohohohon’t!”
“What-?” Surprised by the sudden turn of events, Gill popped up like a prairie dog, watching with wide eyes. Raul had wrestled Allan down into the sheets below, clawing at his ribs with expert skill. “Whoa!”
“Oh my god he’s so ticklish!” Raul cackled in glee when Allan squawked, twisting and contorting beneath his fingers. “I think he might be worse than you, Gill!”
“Shuhuhuht uuhuuhup! Ahehahahahaha! Eheheh- he’s whhahahhay wohohorse-gahhha nohohohooh!” Allan cried when Raul dug into his ribs, making him nearly flail. “Stahhahhap nohohoht thehehehhere!”
“I never would have guessed.” Gill felt like he just made a huge discovery, and he wasn’t even the one to do it! Allan- the sneaky, thieving, cheeky bastard of a roommate, nearly paralyzed by a few swipes against his flanks! Had he known about this sooner, their previous brawls would have ended differently.
Well- maybe. Allan was such a wild card- you never knew how it was gonna end.
“Whoa- hang on now- where are you going?” As if to prove his point, Raul struggled to keep the thrashing man down, one hand grabbing at his shirt while the other tickled. “A good excavationist never leaves the sight before finding everything he can!”
“Whahahat does thahahat ehehehven mehahahan?”
“I don’t know. The point still stands! Gill, get his legs! Time to break out my pankration skills!” Thankfully Raul decided not to go traditional and leave his clothes on; but it didn’t change a thing for Allan. The other man yelped as he was flipped and shoved down once more, Raul putting his physical prowess to work.
Gill on the other hand had no real training to flex, so he just kinda ragdolled over Allan’s kicking feet, locking them down and gently clawing at them the way Allan did earlier to his own.
“SHIHIHIHIHIT!” The other man let out a shriek of laughter, his struggles both renewing and weakening as various tickle spots were grabbed. “THAHAHT’S NHOHOHOT FAHHAHAIR! GEHHAHAHA EEEEK! HHEHAHAHA!”
“Wow- remind me to never let you live this down; who knew you were such a ticklish guy!?” Raul sounded enchanted, as if the croons of the dead Allan produced were music from the gods.
Gill had to admit it was rather contagious. He was fighting down giggles of his own while struggling to keep Allan’s feet still. “Come on- give up! Admit defeat and we’ll let you go!”
“FIHIIHNE FIHIHIHNE I GIHIHIHIVE! MEHEHEHERCIHIIHIHIHIH!” Allan smacked the nearest thing rapidly to tap out. That thing happened to be Raul’s face, but the other man didn’t seem to mind. Pulling back, Gill and Raul watched gleefully as Allan laid there- occasionally twitching like a bug as he gasped for air. “Fihiihirst ohohohoff- fuhuhck you bohohth.”
Gill busted out laughing, the reaction so childish he couldn’t help it. Raul was near silent in his own mirth, shoulders shaking and grin ever amazing. Allan snorted as he shoved at them, scooting up in the bed until he was once again back in his original spot. “I’ll get you both back for that. Prepare yourselves.”
“Sure sure, Mr. Ticklish Thief.” Gill teased, bravely poking Allan in the side and watching him squirm. “We know your weaknesses now.”
“Yeah! We’re the Trojan horse invading your Troy walls! Wait- that came out wrong.” Raul blinked, making Gill sputter and Allan snort. Soon they were all laughing once more- be it a bit at Raul’s expense.
Just another typical day with Raul and Allan. Gill found he was starting to really like these two.
