"Pfft— ah, wait, I'm sorry!" Akechi's voice still carried his smile in it, making that apology sound even less genuine than it already was. "I didn't mean to laugh, Ren, I swear."
Ren frowned, a pinch of color taking place in his cheeks as embarrassment settled in. He should never have agreed to this. Of course, it was natural to couples to talk about their daily life and share bits about it, but what about his and Akechi's life was normal to begin with?
It started with him teaching Akechi how to brew coffee like they did in the café and how to prepare a dish or two. Then, after cleaning the mess they left behind and walking up stairs, Akechi suggested if there was anything he could teach Ren back — to return the favor, or something like that.
Now, here they were. Akechi struggling to hold back his laugh while Ren tried to sound intimidating and conduct a good interrogation session. "You are terrible at teaching," Ren hissed, his ego wounded.
"Maybe the 'bad cop' is not really your thing," Akechi said as he reached out for his boyfriend, trying to give him some comfort. "Now all interrogators act scary. Psychological tricks might be more fitting for you."
"Then why didn't we start with that?" Ren pouted.
"And miss the chance to see you act all tough?" Akechi scoffed and Ren hit his arm in response, but it only made him let out another giggle. "I'm serious this time. It's not like we can hurt the suspects or anything, so you need to get in their mind."
Ren sighed, humming as he gave the new idea some thought. "So, please tell me where you hid my glasses?"
"What sort of criminal would cooperate like this?" Akechi shook his head, now getting a bit more into the role of a instructor instead of a teasing boyfriend. "Convince me, scare me, trick me into slipping the truth. It won't work if I notice it."
Rei frowned, ugh, why did he even agree to this. He looked at Akechi, staring at him for a while and letting silence surround them before speaking up again.
"Goro."
"Yes?"
"Tell me where my glasses are or I'll tickle you."
"You c— wait, what?" Akechi blinked, looking back at Ren as he stopped right before giving him another explanation about the right techniques. "Y-you can't do that."
"I can. And I will. In 10 seconds."
"Now you're the one messing with me, that's not how you—"
"Six seconds."
Akechi felt a shiver run down his spine and time slow down as he looked at Ren. Was it still part of their game? Was Ren just bluffing? Or actually threateni—
"Zero."
Overthinking Ren's threat was a fatal mistake. Before Akechi could even come up with a way to explain you can't actually tickle suspects during an irrogation, Ren was already pouncing at him and pushing his back into the mattress.
He could only cry his boyfriend's name one last time before impatient, restless fingers dug into his sides and made him squeal like some little kid.
"Where are my glasses?" Ren repeated, firm and stern, but his lips were open into a wide smile as his fingers wiggled into Akechi's sides, from the spot right before his ribs to the curves of his waist.
"RehEHEn— AHAHah, n-nohohot thehehere!" Akechi cackled, pushing his boyfriend away by his face and shoulder, but barely making him sway. "G-gehehet ohohoff! Thihis is cheheating!"
"Not until you tell me what I want to know," Ren scoffed and Akechi cringed as he heard the line he taught him minutes ago. "You know how to make me stop."
"D-dahamn you! AHAhah, t-this is nohot how it gohohoes!"
Ren shrugged, guessing it would be a matter of time before he found out if his method would work or not.
A/N: 3 days to the end, p5 shows up. You never saw this coming, eh? See what I did ther-
It has come to my attention that I may have been spelling headcanons wrong by adding an extra n. Whoops.
Also my apologies for taking so long to write something, I haven't had much ideas with these headcanons. But I wanted to still give it a go! I hope you lovely people enjoy ❤️
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Similar to my last HC, I doubt there was much physical affection, or any considering, well you know.
So, he would react more intensely to getting tickled.
Mostly, because he wouldn't know how to respond.
Like at all.
I feel (before he drops his prince persona) if someone where to tickle Akechi, he'd be cussing and threats spewing left and right. It would certainly give his ler a shock.
Shock like, "Wha-? I didn't know a prince could say such colorful words!"
In an au where he lives (and I stand with this as canon, no one, absolutely no one can tell me otherwise. This baby deserves to live, okay) without a single doubt, the whole squad would wreck him.
Even Makoto would poke at him every once and a while.
I wholeheartedly with @tickly-tufts with this one: his most ticklish spots are his hips and sides (also please follow them, their work is so amazing! They were my inspiration for this account).
Squeeze them, and he will scream.
I feel he wouldn't put up much of a fight, purely because he is extremely confused at the whole situation.
His laugh is absolutely precious, it's just plain adorable-
He also will have his charming smile plastered on his face, but even better because it's genuine.
Akechi would definitely get picked on and teased at from the others. Especially Akira.
Akira would be all like "You hate me my ass, you're all smiley with me!" And of course sometimes fueled by revenge.
And of course he could just get attacked by everyone. Just because he's the most vulnerable, and just because he's arguably the most adorable.
