Bad Liar
Date Everything [Chance x Parker x Player]
Summary: Your partners, Chance and Parker, are in the attic with you to play Werewolf, a social deduction game. Problem is: You're a terrible liar. [THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]
they/them used for the reader. lee!reader.
are you ready for pure cuteness? and also something so flustering it stained my cheeks ten different shades of red just writing it?
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You and your two boyfriends, Chance and Parker, were sat in the attic with Parker's new game: Werewolf. It was a social deduction game which you were not too thrilled about.
It's not that social deduction games weren't fun!
It's just that you were really really bad at them.
You hadn't even said a damn word before Parker looked at you and grinned.
"Y/N's the werewolf."
"100%" Chance added on with a snicker.
"W-What? No! I'm not!" You gripped the werewolf card tighter in your hand and doubled down, though your protests only made the two giggle harder.
"It's written all over your face." Parker said with a grin.
"Aw, don't worry, love. I think it's cute. Being a bad liar isn't... bad. It makes you more trustworthy." Of course Chance was immediately trying to reassure you, though it didn't do anything to cool your flushed cheeks at Parker's snickering.
"I-I can lie!"
Parker snorted and put down his card. "Oh yeah? Prove it."
You blinked dumbly. "How would I do that?"
"You could play a round of two truths and a lie?" Chance suggested as he began putting the cards back in the box, since clearly this group wouldn't actually be able to play more than 5 seconds of it.
"Yeah, Y/N, just come up with two true statements, one lie, and then we'll guess." Parker seemed perfectly fine pivoting to this game. Pretty much any type of game that involved one or both of his partners was a fun time in his book.
You thought to yourself and took a deep breath, summoning all your acting ability to convince them.
"I have a bachelor's degree..." You pondered your next statement. "I've never eaten nachos."
"Lie." Parker and Chance called you immediately with matching grins.
"What?!" You shouted. The two descended into amused laughter and your face turned red. "How did you two know?!"
"You were smiling-" Parker cackled. "AS SOON as that entered your mind. Holy shit, I wish you could've seen it. That was hilarious!"
Even Chance was having trouble smothering his laughter at your expense. "You have this habit of smiling every time you lie or," Chance snorted. "even think about lying. It's really cute."
Your face was burning and you couldn't help but pout.
"Aw, don't get all pouty. You're still fun to play with." Parker gave a few quick pokes to your ribs, causing you to flinch backwards with a squeak.
Parker's grin grew from amused to excited. "Ho-ho! What have we here? Is somebody ticklish?"
You put your hands up in front of you and sputtered out. "No! No, I'm not!"
"The most obvious lie ever." Chance snickered under his breath.
"What? I'm not! I swear!"
"Darling... sweetheart..." Chance cooed with an equally loving and teasing expression.
"You're not ticklish, huh?" Parker said, his face now inches from yours.
Against all wishes, your face contorted into a giddy smile and you looked to the side to avoid his gaze. "I'm not!"
"Just like you weren't the werewolf? And like you've never eaten nachos?"
At this point you were barely able to keep from laughing. "I-I'm... I'm telling the truth this time."
"Are you even capable of saying that with a straight face?" Chance goaded, grinning at you ear-to-ear.
"Yeah, go on. Give it a try. Convince us." Parker sat back with his legs crossed, watching you patiently.
You sat up straight and stared at the ground as you tried to collect your resolve.
"A lie's more believable if you make eye contact." Parker cooed in a sing song voice.
You could not, for the life of you, keep from smiling when you looked up at their amused expressions.
A fit of giggles broke out across the group.
"Give it a try. Think of it as lying practice. So you'll actually be able to play a social deduction game without it falling apart immediately." Parker said genuinely.
You took a deep breath and summoned all your focus. You forced your mouth into a straight line and looked straight at Parker.
"So, Y/N, are you ticklish?"
Parker's teasing grin, mixed with the anticipation, and the infuriating direction not to smile or laugh... well, you couldn't hold yourself back from bursting into a barely suppressed fit of giggles.
Your boyfriends broke into laughter twice as loud as your own.
"Seriously, love?" Chance laughed with a sincere smile.
"Hey!" You shouted, not out of anger, but out of sheer embarrassment. "It's hard not to laugh when I'm being told not to laugh!"
"You know what else makes it hard not to laugh?"
You looked over in a panic as Parker quickly closed in on you with wiggling fingers.
"N-No! P-Parker, I swehehehear!" You burst into hysterical giggling as Parker latched his fingers onto both of your sides and started wriggling them against the sensitive skin.
"Oh, wow, would've thought you were lying? I sure didn't think so!" Parker leaned in and spoke softly into your ear. "That's how you lie."
You lightly batted his hands but did nothing to truly force him from you. You figured you could handle this much until you felt Chance shuffle behind you and take hold of your wrists.
"Nohohoho! Chahahance! Nohohot yohohou tohohohoo! Cohohome on!"
"Maybe if we get all your giggles and grins out this way, you'll be able to tell a lie without that adorably radiant smile of yours." Chance poked your cheek with a giggle.
"I dunno, they've got a lot of giggles to go around." Parker cooed as his wiggling fingers ventured up your torso to your ribs.
You lurched forward and jerked from side to side as Parker's horrible... insanely dexterous fingers picked apart every fucking nerve ending on your ribs, top to bottom.
Forget giggles, you were full on laughing, much to the amusement of your once boyfriends, now tormentors.
You felt Chance lower his head yo kiss at your neck and then your blazing red cheeks.
"Still smiling. I don't know if they'll ever be able to hold a straight face ever again at this rate."
"Nonsense. We've still got tickle spots galore to explore!"
"Guhuhuhuys!" You tittered. "Ihihihit's nohohot gohohonna work!"
"Anything's worth trying once!" Parker replied, still enthusiastic as ever. "And I'm sure as hell having a good time."
"So am I." Chance agreed. He lowered his head back to your neck and began peppering gentle and horrendously ticklish kisses over the area.
Your laughter switched to high-pitched hysterical giggling as you kicked your feet and tossed your head side to side.
You legitimately squealed when Parker began skittering his fingers over your belly.
"Of all the shit lies you've told tonight, not being ticklish is the biggest. I mean, look at yourself!" He clutched his middle and doubled over in his own fit of giggles. "Hehehe- I'm more willing to believe you've never had a single chip in your life than you not being ticklish."
Chance snorted between ticklish kisses. "God, you two are the cutest."
Just as you were getting used to the kissing sensations, you heard Chance take a deep breath and place his lips on the side of your neck.
"PPPPPBBBBBLTTT"
You genuinely SCREAMED before descending into helpless cackling.
"Haha! A raspberry? You really are chaotic evil." Parker laughed.
"Excuse you, I'm neutral good." Chance replied, raising his head from the site of that torturous raspberry.
"Which is suuuuch a boring alignment."
In their bickering there was a brief moment they stopped their tickling which gave you a blessed moment of reprieve which you spent catching your long gone breath.
"It's not boring. No alignment is inherently boring, it all depends on how you play it."
"Fine! I guess I have to be the chaotic of the party!" Parker raised his wiggling fingers and shot you a taunting grin. "You didn't think we were done did you?"
Just the sight of those fingers sent you back into a giggle fit.
Chance and Parker snickered.
"God, you're so easy to make laugh. It's the gosh darn cutest thing." Parker cooed over you. If your face wasn't already ten different shades of scarlet, it would've taken that hue at that comment.
You felt a stream of air at your ear and you squealed at a humiliatingly high pitch.
You heard Chance's amused giggling behind you. "Ticklish ears?" He whispered across the shell. You scrunched up your shoulder and giggled harder.
Not as hard as when Parker got bored and decided to shoot his torturing fingers under your arms.
Your back arched as you shrieked in impossible to restrain laughter.
"Gotcha!" Parker sang. "Boy, you're just a ticklish bundle of nerves, aren'tcha?"
You thrashed as much as you could in Chance's hold before resigning to throwing your head back on the DM's shoulder with your eyes screwed shut and surrendering yourself to your deep belly laughter.
"Laughing too hard to talk, huh?" Parker snickered.
"You think they've had enough?" Chance asked.
"I think they can take a little more." Parker glanced at Chance eagerly. "Do the raspberry thing again."
Chance sighed. "Okay, one. Any more than that and I think we may break them."
You couldn't even try to protest before you felt another agonizingly ticklish raspberry at your neck, sending your hysteric laughter into silence.
Eventually you felt Parker retract his hands and Chance release your wrists. You shot your arms to your sides and rubbed the hollows of your underarms with your now free hands.
"How'd that feel? Got all your giggles out?" Parker teased.
"Oh, that was... awful. I-I hated that." You said, subconsciously avoiding eye contact.
There was a quiet moment, but you couldn't get the guts to look at their reactions.
Maybe you were too harsh. Did they feel bad?
You felt hands squeeze your sides and you shrieked out a laugh before whipping around the see their matching grins. "So you enjoyed that, huh? Even when you were laughing so hard you couldn't talk?"
Your stomach did a triple flip and you picked at the hem of your shirt. "I-I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't like that... that'd be weird..."
Chance yanked you close into a strong hug. You felt him rumble with chuckles. "I've never been so grateful for my partner to be such a terrible liar. Even after all that it's still written all over your face. God you're so adorable."
"Guess we'll just have to tickle you all the time. Who knows, maybe it WILL make you a better liar." Parker ruffled your hair and pinched your side, giggling at your responsive squeak.
"Honestly?" Chance pulled back to face you a planted a kiss on your cheek. "I hope it doesn't."