No Reason Needed
A/N: Happy birthday to my dearest @vqler~ 🎂 Another year is over and I wish you the bestest birthday wishes in the whole world. I hope that you'll have a great day today and that my little gift will be to your liking~ Onwards to another year with you.
Summary: Surprise
Words: 1,527 words under the cut
Reki let out a sigh as he tightened the last bolt on Langa’s board. “It’s as good as new again. Langa sat cross-legged nearby, watching the other quietly, his chin resting on his hand. “You know, you don’t have to redo it again. It was fine,” the blue-haired mumbled. Reki shot him a playful grin. “It was fine, yeah, but it can still always be better.”
Langa’s lips curved faintly. “You just like messing with it.” “H-Hehey, don’t expose me like that,” Reki giggled. He set the board aside with a satisfied nod and leaned back on his hands as he gazed up at the ceiling. For a moment, the room was quiet. Then Reki’s eyes slid toward Langa. Langa blinked. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No reason,” Reki said quickly, looking away again, before his eyes were torn towards him again. Suspicious. Langa tilted his head slightly. “Reki?” Before he could process the shift in Reki’s posture, the redhead lunged forward with a shout of “Gotcha!~” sending both of them to the floor.
Langa barely had time to gasp before Reki’s hands dug into his sides, wiggling his fingers into his well-known weak spots. The reaction - as expected - followed almost instantly. “Pfft- R-ReHeheki- noHOhoHo tiHickles!” Langa’s entire body jolted, his words coming out in high-pitched, chortles of laughter.
“Oh ho! Found it!” Reki crowed, scribbling his fingers mercilessly along the soft spots just under Langa’s ribs. Tickling Langa was just the best. His entire expression seemed to lit up instantly, doing a 180 to his usual expression, and his laugh was the cutest - brighter than the sun and more heart melting than looking into a giggling baby face - at least for Reki.
Although he claimed that he didn't like it, he never really asked him to stop when he was tickled- well, he did tell him to "stop", but you know... it’s natural to say things like this - he himself wasn't any different. Langa twisted instinctively, his laughter bubbling out of him in soft, breathless bursts as he reached his waist, squeezing it eagerly. “W-WaHahahit- Why?!”
“No reason!” Reki grinned. “I just felt like it! It's been a while.” “That’s- aHAhahah noHot a reason!” Langa whined, half-heartly trying to grab his wrists. Reki leaned closer, wiggling his fingers higher, dangerously close near Langa’s underarms. "Not on my watch, mister~"
The moment he reached his holes, drawing light circles into them, Langa squeaked - actually squeaked - and clamped his arms down too late as Reki squeezed. "AHAahahh noHo- *snort* REhehkiHii!" “Oh my god, did you just- Come on, do it again, do it again~" he teased, trying to get these adorable sounds out of him again.
Langa’s face flushed pink, his laughter growing brighter and more unrestrained. He tried to push Reki away, but the redhead was relentless, encouraged to hear more from his aloof friend. Fingers darted from his ribs to his sides to the narrow space between Langa’s hip and waist, not leaving the slightest spot untickled.
“You’re so uHuhnfair,” the blue-haired managed between giggles. “Unfair? Me?” Reki fake-gasped, grinning down at him. “You’re the one who's unfair for having such adorable reactions!” Langa could feel his already reddened face heating up. He squirmed harder, rolling onto his side in a desperate attempt to escape the other’s ticklish clutch.
Though, Reki followed immediately, hooking an arm loosely around his waist to keep him from slipping away. "...and where do you think you're going?" “R-Reki- stoHop!” “Not a chance!” He switched tactics, digging his fingers into Langa’s stomach in quick, light scratches. Langa burst into louder laughter, his head tipping back as his shoulders shook.
“That’s- ahAhahh That's soOhoho meHeanahan!” Reki was cackling now. “You’re so cute when you laugh! I could do this all day~” That did it. Langa’s eyes sharpened despite the giggles. He suddenly twisted with surprising strength, grabbing Reki’s wrists for real this time.
The action caught the other so off guard, that he couldn’t muster up the strength to resist. Reki froze. “Oh no,” he said. “Oh yes,” Langa replied calmly. In one smooth movement, he rolled them over, pinning Reki beneath him. The redhead’s eyes went wide as realization dawned. “Hey, hey, wait- let’s talk about this-” “You started it,” Langa said simply.
Reki laughed nervously. “Y-Yeah, but I was just goofing around. Langa, pretty please?” Langa’s fingers hovered over Reki’s sides, as if considering the other’s plea for a second. Reki sucked in a breath, waiting, praying. “You wouldn’t,” he challenged, though his grin betrayed him. Big mistake. Langa’s hands dropped and hell break loose.
Reki shrieked. “HAHAHAH- NOHOHO!” The blue-haired wasted no time, pressing his fingers into Reki’s ribs and dragging them down to his waist in slow, deliberate motions. Two could play this game and oh how lucky he was that he wasn't the only one in this room who was well- sensitive.
Reki bucked immediately, laughter exploding out of him far louder than Langa’s had been. “Oh my god! L-LaHahahnga- STOHOP!” “You said no reason,” Langa reminded him calmly, digging into the redhead’s sides with practiced precision.
Reki’s laugh was high and wild, completely unfiltered. He didn't even try to hide it as he squirmed violently, trying to twist free, but Langa adjusted easily, one knee pinning Reki’s thigh to keep him from kicking. “You’re worse than me!” Reki wheezed. “I learned from you.”
And the red-haired skater couldn’t deny how proud these four words made him, well not that he had time to savor them as another ticklish wave flooded his brain as Langa’s fingers slipped upward. Reki’s breath hitched. “DoHohon’t you dare!” But it was already too late, far too late. Langa squeezed under his arms and Reki absolutely lost it.
His laughter turned shrill, bordering on squeals as his arms flailed uselessly. “HAHAHAHA LAHAHAHNGA NO! COHOME OHON!” “So this is your worst spot,” Langa observed, almost thoughtfully. “I haHahte you- HAHA!” “No, you don’t,” Langa teased in an all-to-familiar monotone voice that was somehow even teasier than a normal verbale tease. Damn it.
Reki twisted hard, managing to roll partially onto his side. Langa followed, fingers dancing across his stomach now, tracing unpredictable patterns that made Reki gasp and snort between laughs. “You’re so ticklish,” Langa murmured, almost amused. “Says the guy who was squeaking earlier!” Langa hummed. “You’re worse.”
Reki kicked weakly, face bright red. “Shut up!” Langa shifted again, one hand sliding down to squeeze at his hips while the other returned to his ribs, making sure to have sneaked under his hoodie beforehand, so that it could directly attack his bare skin.
Reki’s laughter softened into breathless giggles, then spiked again when Langa scribbled over his lower stomach, leaving goosebumps wherever he touched. “YoHou’re eHehehvil!” he whined, almost breathlessly. “You attacked me first,” Langa repeated, circling his index finger around his belly button, eyes watching his facial expressions eagerly.
Reki’s resistance was clearly fading, his movements growing less coordinated as laughter stole his strength. He clutched at Langa’s shirt helplessly. “MeHehrcy!” he gasped dramatically. Langa considered this. “…No,” he said and dug his finger right into it. Reki groaned through giggles. “AHhAhah! Y-You’re coHohold!” “I’m Canadian.”
“Pfftt- T-ThaHahat’s noHohot what I meheant!” Reki would’ve cracked with laughter now, if his friend’s tickling wouldn’t already take it from him and if that damn finger wouldn’t tickle so much. Finally, after another ruthless minute of tickling his sides, belly button, and underarms until Reki was nearly breathless, Langa slowed his fingers.
The redhead collapsed back against the floor, his chest heaving, his hair a mess, and yet his was grin was daze and wide. “You’re scary when you fight back,” he muttered, "but we should do that more often… I kind of like that aggressive side of you." Langa tilted his head slightly, studying him. Then something softer flickered in his expression.
Instead of pulling away, Langa leaned down. Reki blinked in surprise. “Uh?” The blue-haired’s face dipped toward his neck. Reki barely had time to process the warmth before Langa nuzzled gently against the sensitive spot just below his ear. He squealed. “LAHAHNGA?!” That wasn’t what he meant with it, but he did definitely not hate this either.
Langa smiled faintly and pressed a soft kiss there instead, his lips feeling the other’s pulse rising. Reki’s arms shot up instantly, wrapping around Langa’s shoulders as another helpless sound escaped him, that was suspiciously close to a moan. His face burned bright red, but he didn’t try to push him away - instead, he pulled him closer.
“Y-You’re cheating,” Reki mumbled breathlessly, squirming as Langa’s nose brushed his neck again. Langa hummed against his skin, the vibration making Reki shudder and laugh softly. “You’re really sensitive here,” Langa observed. “ShuHut up!” Reki whispered, but his grip tightened.
Langa placed one more gentle kiss along his neck, just enough to make Reki squirm and giggle again. This time, the redhead buried his face against Langa’s shoulder, half-laughing, half-melting. “Don’t stop,” he muttered, barely audible. Langa smiled into his hair and held him there, warm and close, as Reki’s laughter faded into soft, contented breaths.
