A/N: I hoooope you enjoy thiiis Suuunshiiiine 💞 as always, I apologize profusely for the delay *sobs* I hope you like it! It was fun to write these cuties. This is based on this post, sent by Sunshine hehe ❤️
Summary: Ah, nothing like enjoying a night with your lifelong friends and... a stupid board game.
Adult life was difficult, but exciting at the same time. Getting a job came with more responsibilities than just doing homework and playing volleyball, but it was always rewarding. However, adult life was also a very busy life; a kind of balance between work, relaxation, family and friends, but Daichi had become very accustomed to it. He loved his job and he thought that he had a very nice grip of things in general, but he couldn't lie, many times he was so tired that he wished he could stay in bed for five days straight.
When all his activities began to take their toll on him, he knew perfectly well that there were two people who were there for him and, although it was a little difficult for one of them to come from Tokyo to Miyagi, they always managed to meet up and spend time together.
It was just one of those days. Daichi, Asahi, and Suga had made plans to spend Friday night together at Suga's house. His apartment was always so cozy and for some reason, Daichi thought it always smelled like cookies. The three of them had eaten dinner and had a couple of cans of beer on them, just enough to make their heads feel just a little light.
They spent much of the night reminiscing and laughing at not only themselves, but also their little and, in Suga's words, adorable kohais. Daichi soon began to feel the tiredness in his shoulders disappear and the stress of the week dissipating. He needed this and he knew Asahi and Suga did too.
“Hey,” Suga chuckled, wiping a tear of laughter from the corner of his eye. “Remember that game?"
Daichi tilted his head to the side. “What game?”
“Oh no.” There was horror in Asahi’s features, but a little smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. Daichi was even more confused, especially when Suga got up with a bright grin and disappeared into his room, coming back a few moments later with a Jenga box. Both Asahi and Daichi gasped, their cheeks flushing.
“Oh my goodness, why do you still have that?!” Daichi said, chuckling a little as Suga sat back down on his side of the table at Daichi's right. He pulled out the tower of Jenga pieces and it was as if a hurricane of memories flooded his head, making him laugh lightly.
“Oh please, don't tell me we're-”
“Our dear designer will go first!” Suga interrupted Asahi, pushing the tower between them.
“Why me?!”
Daichi laughed. A little bit of excitement swirled in his chest. He still remembered perfectly well the day when Suga, of course, had proposed to alter this Jenga game. It was a normal game: pieces of wood that you had to take out and place on top, but with the peculiarity that on each piece there was a small inscription, made by Suga himself, with a permanent marker.
Daichi could see that the letters hadn't worn off at all, even after playing for so long on the weekends when they were in high school. On each piece a small punishment or 'dare', as Suga called it, was written and all of them, absolutely all of them, were related to tickling. Tickling a body part for a certain amount of time, enduring being tickled without laughing, doing something stupid to avoid being tickled, Suga had come up with all sorts of ideas that had really blown Daichi and Asahi's minds. The work of a true sadist, Asahi had said at the time, earning himself a second round of tickling just because.
“Loser will pay for breakfast tomorrow, okay?"
It wasn't like Daichi or Asahi could say no... and it wasn't like they wanted to say no, either. Daichi had to be honest, he was excited to play again, and from the goofy smiles on his friends' faces, he knew they did too. Especially Suga.
Asahi whined, but he reached out, his hand shaking slightly as he pulled the first piece out. He immediately tried to pull it on top, but Suga snatched it off his hand and read the inscription out loud:
“Three minutes of tummy tickles.”
Asahi whined again, almost kicking his legs like a child throwing a tantrum as he grabbed the block from Suga's hand and carefully placed it on top. Daichi laughed and pulled out his phone, setting the timer.
Poor Asahi was already laughing even as he lay on the floor, infecting Daichi and Suga. Both men stood on either side of Asahi and Suga immediately lifted up his shirt, exposing his toned stomach.
“I hope my tickling abilities aren't too rusty,” Suga said, wiggling his fingers just above Asahi's tummy, making him squirm and whine. “Ready, Dai?”
“Why are you asking Daichi if-”
“Ready!”
“Gahahaha!”
The laughter of the three echoed throughout the house as four hands descended against Asahi's stomach. The former ace immediately curled up into a ball, trying to protect his stomach, but there wasn't much he could do with four hands on him. Daichi's fingers ran quickly up and down and back and forth, scribbling all over the warm skin. Suga, on the other hand, dug and vibrated his fingers forming a claw against the center and sides of Asahi's belly, right around his navel.
“S-Stahahahap!”
Daichi chuckled, “you certainly are still ticklish, huh?”
“And I certainly haven't lost my touch!” Suga chirped, giggling when he made Asahi squeal and jerk heavily to the side.
Daichi felt like he was back in high school and laughed happily along with Asahi and Suga until his phone rang, signaling the end of the two minutes. Asahi sighed, quickly pulling down his shirt and laughing when Suga mischievously poked the side of his tummy.
“Dahahaichi! Suga is ch-cheheating!”
“Don't worry, it's his turn now.”
Suga looked up with wide eyes and said something about how it was unfair that it was his turn already when he had bought and taken care of the game, but as they settled back around the table, Daichi and Asahi looked at him with mischievous smiles and he had no choice but to take out a block.
“It says 30 seconds of side tickling,” he said, barely turning to look at the block, but before he could place it on top of the tower, Daichi grabbed his wrist and snatched the block from him. “No!”
“Oya?” Daichi smirked, turning the block around so the other two could see it too, Asahi leaned forward to read it, Suga groaned. “Ticklers’ choice + two minutes.”
“That is so unfair!”
“I ask for his ribs,” Asahi said, totally ignoring Suga as he looked at Daichi with a smirk.
Daichi nodded, “then I'll go for his hips.”
“Hey! Why are you guys being so mean?!” Suga yelled, but he stay laid down against the floor, Daichi and Asahi quickly hovering over him. “W-Why do you have to ch-choose such horrible s-s-”
“You can start now, Asahi!”
Suga began to squirm under their hands. Asahi's light, gentle, almost shy fingers carefully dug against his ribs and into the ticklish spaces between them, rubbing circles and squeezing and pinching, knowing Suga was weaker to harder tickles. Meanwhile, Daichi's fingers pressed against Suga's hip bones, rubbing circles that had Suga bouncing his hips and moving them from side to side as if he was dancing.
“He's so ticklish, isn't he?” Asahi asked, giggling when he found a pair of ribs that made Suga squeal.
“He truly is. What's the matter, sensei~? Can't stand a little tickling?”
“I'm gohohonna kihihihill you!” Suga cackled, his hands weakly trying to push at Asahi's. “It's beheheheen mohohore thahan two m-minutes!”
Just as he said that, Daichi's phone rang again and that was when the adrenaline started running through his veins. It was his turn! He has always had very bad luck in these kinds of games!
“I feel so bad for you,” Asahi said, patting his back and Daichi reached out to pinch his side. Asahi giggled, pulling away.
“I do too,” Suga chuckled, already recovered from the tickle attack as he carefully placed his block on top of the tower. “Anyways, go ahead, Daichi!” Oh he was so ready to destroy it.
Daichi picked a wooden piece and pulled it out ridiculously slow, causing Suga to yell at him to hurry up. Asahi laughed, but Daichi was sweating as he read the block.
Oh heavens.
He looked at both men. “I- I think we should- ah!”
“What does it say?! What does it say?!”
Asahi read the lines out loud after taking the block from Daichi's hand and Daichi, rather childishly, covered his ears to not hear, as if that could be of any help.
“Hehe, it says ‘big prize! Getting tickled in your worst spot for three minutes with your arms and/or feet pinned down!’.”
“N-Noho, please! Let- Let me choose another one, yes? I- I- n-no! Nohoho!”
Both Suga and Asahi launched themselves at him, knocking him to the floor. Each one grabbed one of Daichi's wrists and pushed them up over his head, exposing his most ticklish spot: his underarms. Daichi shook his head, giggling like crazy.
“Please, no! Plehehease, please, s-somewhehere ehelse!” He begged, looking up at his merciless captors, but he knew he had no way out of this.
Asahi set the timer as he still begged, shrieking as Suga acted as if he was going to start tickling him already, letting his hand fall towards his armpit before stopping it just a few centimeters away from his weak spot. He was already pink in the face and he couldn't stop giggling as the others tightened their hold around his wrists.
“Plehease! G-Guhuys, I really can't-”
“Aaaand… now!”
The feeling of Asahi and Suga's fingers on his armpits was simply indescribable. Every nerve under his arms set off and the sensations traveled to his brain like little jolts of electricity. The laughter that poured from his lips was loud and hysterical. It had been so long since he was tickled like this, he could barely stand it.
Daichi laughed, begged and screamed for them to stop, but he was almost certain that, at most, only five seconds had passed of the three minutes that awaited him.
“P-PLEHEASE! N-Not thehehere!”
Suga and Asahi giggled and chuckled, their fingers digging, pinching, rubbing, prodding and just doing about anything they could think of to tickle Daichi's poor, exposed and ticklish armpits. They knew how to tickle him so well, they had already so much experience and they truly hadn't forgotten about anything.
Daichi cackled and howled, shrieking ridiculously loud as his legs kicked and his body squirmed from side to side. He was surprised he couldn't free himself from their grip, he did a lot of training at work, but there he was, being reduced to a laughing mess by some tickles to his armpits.
“What's the matter, policeman~?” Suga teased, giggling loudly. “Can't stand a little tickling? Let's hope no criminals know about your weakness!”
Asahi laughed, shaking his head. “You are terrible. Daichi, tell him something, don't let him mock justice like this!”
They were both terrible! Daichi felt his face getting hot and he tried to say something, but he just couldn't, not when he was laughing like that.
“Five… four… three.. two… one… zero!”
Daichi collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily as he tried to stop the laughter that continued to flow out of him. He didn't even have the strength to lower his arms, but Suga and Asahi helped him... by tickling him again. Daichi immediately lowered his arms, writhing on the floor.
“G-Gohohoodnehehess, this g-game is teheherrible!”
“You're just unlucky, or should I say, very lucky?" Suga giggled, poking Daichi's ribs and tummy until he sat back again, letting out a long sigh as he put his block in olace. "Okay, Asahi, you're next!”
"This can't get any worse, right? Oh..."
"Let's see," Suga chuckled, taking the block from Asahi's hand and grinning wildly at the words. "Three minutes of feet tickling with brushes~"
"Plehehease, d-don't! Anything buhut thahat!"
Daichi thought perhaps it wasn't that he was unlucky in this game... Suga simply was, indeed, a sadist!
OKAY BECAUSE I FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE I SHALL SEND HEADCANONS OF SUGAWARA AND ASAHI NOW—
SUGAWARA KOUSHI
- So Suga is obviously Karasuno's resident tickle monster (Noya is too but shhhh I'll talk about that some other time). He can and will tickle anyone who either wants it or that he thinks needs it.
- Along with Yamaguchi, he somehow knows the tickle spots of everyone on the team.
- His most common victims are Asahi, Daichi, Noya, Hinata, Tanaka and Kageyama.
- Most likely to start the tickle fight and win. Also the most likely to win gang tickle wars.
- Him and Noya gang up on Asahi a lot, especially if he's been talking down to himself. He loves tickling Asahi under his arms because he lets out the cutest little shrieks and unintentionally traps Suga's hands, therefore sealing his fate.
- He often pokes several members of the team while they are stretching. He just grins at Daichi's threats of retaliation and pokes him again.
- A huge fan of teasing, but is quick to redirect if he can see that the person he's tickling is genuinely uncomfortable with it.
- I don't see Suga as really deathly ticklish besides in a select few places. He's quite ticklish on his stomach, although not as much Daichi and a few other members of the team. His waistline is also sensitive, but mostly to lighter touches. I can see his neck being the tiniest bit sensitive, but not so much that it's noticable.
- Likes being tickled and is not at all ashamed of it.
- When he's being tickled, his laugh is very light and airy, almost like a song of sorts. Noya and Hinata think his laugh is very beautiful and have told him such. Often giggles.
- Unlike some of his other teammates, he actually doesn't move around that much when being tickled. He willingly holds his arms up and allows his tickler to do what they please. He can be a bit twitchy when it comes to his stomach and waist, but otherwise he doesn't move because he's so happy.
- Fun fact: he didn't even know that he was ticklish until Daichi accidentally squeezed his waist while trying to keep him from falling once in their first year. He was so surprised.
AZUMANE ASAHI
- Ah, Asahi.
- So unlike Suga, Asahi is Karasuno's resident ticklee. He's usually the one who is being tickled and he is often ganged up on because of his major sensitivity.
- He occasionally tickles Daichi and the younger teammates, but more often than not that either backfires on him immediately or they get MAJOR revenge later down the line.
- He is most commonly attacked by Noya, Daichi and/or Suga.
- Is the least likely to win in a gang tickle war, so he usually just helps hold people still when he's not getting the living daylights tickled out of him. Ran away during a tickle war once and only once. Suga went after him and tickled him so bad he has not done it again since.
- Gets super super flustered when he's teased. Cannot TAKE being called a "big ticklish bear" (one of Suga and Noya's favorite teases) and loses his mind when that happens.
- His laugh is loud as heck, no ifs, ands or buts. He's all giggles and chuckles and guffaws until you get the death spot. Then his voice goes higher than a chipmunk-dolphin hybrid on helium.
- Speaking of death spots, his is under his arms. He cannot STAND any kind of touch there. Even the very act of pinning his arms down has him freaking tf out.
- He is very squirmy, but he instinctively tries not to move too much when being tickled for fear of hurting the person tickling him. Which obviously doesn't work out too well for him. Noya and Suga totally use this knowledge to their advantage.
ANYWAY THAT IS ALL MY FRIEND. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO MY RAMBLING AND I SHALL SEND SOME MORE VERY SOON.
Sincerely, Blue-san 💙
kyaaaah as usual, they are all very adorable Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ uwaah the way you describe them is so soft and sweet, i can picture their cute laughter in my head really well. thank you again for sending these i love reading them so much !! (⌒▽⌒)♡
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!
Suga is clearly overworked, even though he doesn’t want to admit it. Luckily his boyfriend is more than ready to drag him out of his studies and chores and put a big smile on his face
NOTE: Waaaaahhh anon!!! When I got online this morning and saw your request AND your sweet words I was like asjhsdkahkj... thank you from the bottom of my heart <3 Anyway, this ship was in my “to-write list” so you kind of read my mind :) I hope I managed to do justice to this ship (which I L-O-V-E) and that you enjoy my fic. Un caloroso abbraccio dall’Italia! 💚🤍❤️ (A warm hug from Italy!)
DISCLAIMER: This is a tickle fic, if it’s not to your taste I don’t suggest you read it
Being the “mom” of a numerous group of people was hard, being the mom of Karasuno Volleyball Club was definitely draining. Don’t get me wrong, everyone was nice and adorable in his own unique way, but it’s well-known that they were gremlins.
Suga didn’t want to think like that, but he couldn’t help it. He had his own duties towards the club as vice-captain, but on the other hand he also had to do his chores at home and study for the imminent graduation. Not to mention the anxiety brought by the constant feeling of not being able to do so many things together and being mediocre at every single one of them.
There’s no need to say that he was the only one seeing himself like that, the whole team loved him, also because without him Hinata and Kageyama would have begun fighting raccoons, Tsukki would have bullied Noya non-stop for his height and Noya would have “rolling-thundered” over him. Tanaka would have gotten his shirt off just because and Yamaguchi would have started wondering where his life had gotten that turn. The second years would have quit again and Daichi would have been yelling the whole time.
Speaking of Daichi, as the responsible captain and caring and attentive boyfriend he was, he was already pretty aware of Suga’s situation, which was why he decided to have a sleep-over with him during the weekend and take a free day from school on Monday (making him stay over on Sunday, too). However the grey-haired boy dared to refuse the offer, since ‘he had to study’ for a presentation due to Wednesday. The thing was, that he’d already handed in the project itself, so he had already done his researches, which could have been studied on Tuesday, too (since it was more like revising).
Daichi knew better than that; he was 100% sure that his lover needed a break from everything and he would take it, whether he liked it or not, which is why he was currently carrying a very not really angry boyfriend over his shoulder all the way to his place.
“Sawamura Daichi, put me down this instant!” ordered Suga with a mom-like tone, to which his partner only laughed and even made him bounce once or twice, always careful to not hurt him. The dark-haired guy had been enduring Suga’s punches on his back since the moment he had picked him up, but it didn’t matter. The mission was much more important.
When they finally reached the house, the captain opened the door and threw his boyfriend on the couch. Suga tried so hard to appear fuming, but the giggles that were pouring out of his mouth totally betrayed him. “Dai, for real, I gotta go home. The proj-” “The project is due to Wednesday and you’ve already handed it in. You’ll be fine... no, actually it’s gonna be worse if you do your presentation while you’re tired. I’ve seen many friends of mine fail because of that, even though they were totally prepared.” “Talk about reassuring...” the vice captain sounded so sarcastic that anyone would’ve exchanged him for Tsukishima.
“O-okay, let’s make a deal” Daichi understood immediately that it hadn’t been the smartest move talking about failures “I’ll lend you a hoodie, prepare a fuzzy blanket and put on a very noisy action movie. If you’re so tired that you manage to fall asleep, you’ll stay, if you don’t, I’ll recognize that you weren’t that exhausted and you’ll go home tomorrow and won’t skip Monday.”
“Deal” Suga was sure of himself, there was no way he couldn’t keep his focus on a movie... on the couch... wrapped up in a warm, cozy blanket... wearing a slightly big hoodie that smelled like his boyfriend... with said boyfriend cuddling him... Okay that was totally cheating!
To make it all even more difficult, Daichi had insisted for him to lay down on top of him, so that he could embrace him in the most warm and affectionate way. He even dared to slip a hand under his hoodie to trace shapes all over his back, dragging his fingers slowly up and down his spine. “Hehehehehehehe that tihihicklehes... stop...”
“Oh, does it now?” the black-haired buy asked already unable to hold back his grin. Deciding to go for the kill, he kept gently tickling his back in a way that felt both unbearably ticklish but also extremely good and relaxing. “Nohohohohoho don’t hehehehehe... ehehevihihil...” Suga’s chuckles began to sound sleepy, and that’s when the ‘evil’ boyfriend decided to make the ultimate ‘attack’. He stopped the tickles, leaving the hand to caress his back soothingly, while the other hand was gently massaging and scratching his scalp.
After not even a minute, light snores could be heard in the house. Daichi smiled fondly at the sight of a finally-relaxed Suga, not even caring about the small puddle of drool forming on his shirt.
He decided to keep that night relaxing, so he woke him up only when it was dinnertime, then they ate and fell asleep on the bed watching movies together.
(The next day)
Daichi found out that the idea of falling asleep hugging each other tight backfired, since he had a koala stuck on him and a very strong urge to use the bathroom. The more he tried to wriggle, the more Suga clung onto him. He tried to give him cuddles and head-scratches, but it only made him snuggle his face into the crook of his neck. It was actually cute seeing his boyfriend subconsciously looking for him and keeping him as close as possible... if only he didn’t need to use the bathroom!
In the end he managed to free himself from the claws of his sleeping lover, use the bathroom and get back into bed without waking him up. He couldn’t sleep anymore, so he opted for admiring the angel laying in front of him.
“Mmmhhh... good morning” yawned Suga, finally waking up. “Morning sleepyhead who was absolutely not tired but managed to sleep ‘till midday” Daichi provoked. “What? Oh my god, sorry! You’re kidding right? There’s no way I could have slept that long. Oh no, my wor-” “Your work is fine even if you don’t pay attention to it for a couple of days. Your boyfriend, on the other hand won’t be fine at all, so give me attention, or else.”
The vice captain was too sleepy to test Daichi’s patience, so he rolled right back into his arms and cuddled him more. They felt too lazy to cook something, so they ordered takeout for breakfast, or more like lunch given the hour. They passed a couple of hours watching movies, scrolling though their phones to check if there were any volleyball emergencies (like some people training during the weekend, when they were supposed to be resting) and talking a bit.
“So” the wing spiker interrupted the silence “how are you feeling now?” “Much more rested, maybe I actually needed it...” the grey-haired guy was completely sincere there, but he also felt daring, so he dared to add “even though I don’t understand why we couldn’t do this after my presen-” “OKAY THAT’S IT, COME HERE YOU!” now Daichi had officially reached his limit and chose to resort to drastic measures, which basically consisted in simple continous squeezes to his lover’s thighs.
“Hahahahhahahahahahaha nahaahahahahahahahah please! Ihihit tihihihcklehehes” Suga was already chuckling, despite his desperate attempt to hold back any kind of reaction. “Hahaha yehehes! I know it does, you asked for it, now be good and take it” the taller one was determined to take off Suga’s mind from the project. Seriously, what did it have that he lacked?
Getting even more worked up at the thought, the Daichi began going up, giving some firm squeezes and pokes to the vice captain’s hips, making him go into a new set of giggles. “Naahahahaheheheheh chahahahahngehehehe” the workaholic tried to request. “As you wish, sweetie” was all his partner said before going up to the sides and ribs, alternating between those two spots to never let him get used to the sensation. Scratches, light pinches, pokes, scribbles... you name it, he was doing it.
Feeling the need to give Suga a detailed lesson about what he did ‘wrong’, he decided to just touch his sides with only one finger on each one and then he started pressing down and wiggling with one of them to make the shorter guy move to the other side and basically begin tickle himself! Was that even legal?
“Daihihihihihi nahahahaht the teheheehahahahahsing likehehe thahahat” the silver-haired guy felt like he was going crazy with just two fingers tormenting him “mehehehahahahahniehehe stahahahap”
“Meanie?” uh oh. “You’re calling me meanie?” now he’d really done it. “Allow me to show you what ‘meanie’ means, my dear” the tickler taunted before darting up to his underarms, neck and ribs, carefully avoiding that spot just to keep him hanging.
On the other hand, Suga’s laughter became somewhat distressed, but he still wasn’t tapping out. “Nohohohohoho nononono nahahahaht theheheherehehehe ahahahahahaahahahah! Ahahahnywhehehere ehehehelsehe” “Ooohhh... so now you’re negotiating, huh? Well guess what, too late, I’ll go right there! Face your punishment!” Saying that, Daichi proceeded with a teasing, gentle and awfully ticklish to the setter’s collarbone, his death spot.
“HAHAHAHAHAHHHAH NAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHP GOHOHOHO ANYWHEHEHEHREEH” the poor boy was literally begging, but his lover was unmovable. “Nah, I like it here, and do you know why? Because I can listen to your beautiful laughter while I kiss you all over” the captain was perfectly aware of the effect of his words, and he was actually ruthless, so much for the dad-like side.
Between the tickles and the smooches, which also tickled a bit, especially when they reached his neck and ears, the shorter boy felt his spirit literally crawl out of his skin, hoping to avoid the intense sensation “IHIHIHIIHI GIHIHIIVEHEHEHE GIHIHIHIHIVEHEHEHEH GIHIHIVEHEHEH STAHAHAHAP”
Hearing the surrender signal, Daichi immediately stopped the assault and admired how cute Suga looked. His hair was a mess from all the squirming, there were some happy tears in the corner of his eyes and his face was the most adorable shade of red. On top of that he was trying to pout, but his giggles made his attempt futile once more.
“Sawahamura Daichi, I swehear youhu never chan- *mph*” the captain wasn’t feeling like receiving a lecture from his lover, so he did the ultimate power move. He shut him up with a deep, loving, passionate kiss, one that was enough to make his heart go ‘whoosh’ and his face become beet red.
“You were saying? Sawamura Daichi, love of my life, you always know how to cheer me up and make me feel better, and I want you to hug the life out of me?” Suga was too flustered to reply, so his boyfriend took his silence as a yes and carried on with his operation ‘cheer up and relax’.
Needless to say, the mission was a success. They both spent a very lazy day (and the day after) at home, just enjoying each other’s company.
And guess what? Being productive didn’t even find a place in their list of priorities.
“I still think Sugawara-San should have more time in games.” Yamaguchi mumbled from his position on the bench.
“Y-Yamaguchi!” The silver haired setter grew flustered, “You can’t say stuff like that so casually!”
“But it’s true! You barely play as it is!” Tadashi hissed, his tone growing a little louder.
“And I’m fine with that. If my absence means the team is winning, than so be it!” Sugawara hissed back in the same volume, hoping his eavesdropping teammates would hear.
Kageyama excused himself to the club room, mumbling some excuse about how he needed his jacket. The third year sensed a disturbance and quietly followed suit.
“Suga-San? Are you mad at me?”
Shit. He was being so careful too!
“Of course not, Kageyama! Is that was this is about?” Suga questioned, shutting the door then taking a criss crossed seat on the floor.
“Well, I heard you talking to Yamaguchi and he-“
“Made a good point yes, but I meant what I said. If having you in the game allows us to win, than I will sit every second of every game if I have to.”
“You really are cool, Suga-San.” Tobio said with a gentle grin and a sigh, “You might be my favorite upperclassman.”
Both setters’ eyes widened as Kageyama sputtered out apologies and excuses.
“Ah! Please don’t tell anyone I said that!” The jet-black-haired boy begged.
“Hmmmm....” how could Sugawara mess with Kageyama at this point in time...? Ah that’s it, “Only if you admit my setting is the best!”
“What? No way! Mine’s better!” Kageyama scowled.
“Guess I’ll have to go tell Daichi that-“ Suga began to stand up, almost making his way to his feet.
“No wait!” Tobio lunged at his upperclassman’s figure, plastering him to the floor.
“Hey! Kageyama! Let me up!”
“No! You’re gonna tell Daichi-San what I said!” The hands wrapped around Suga’s torso began to shake in trepidation.
“K-Kageyama. Quit that! I w-won’t tell Daichi.”
“I’m not even doing anything!” His hands shook worse.
“lehehehet mehehehehehe gohohoho!”
Gasp
Suga-San giggling?
TOO CUTE!!
“Oh? Why are you laughing at me?!” Kageyama feigned annoyance and offense, when in all reality he was heavily confused.
“Yohohohohour hahahahands! Shahahahakihihihing!”
The younger setter looked down at his hands and saw Sugawara’s torso shaking from his own trembling hands. A mischievous grin plastered on his face as he began to wiggle his fingers for real.
“GAH- KAGAHAGEHEHEYAHAHAMAHAHA!” Suga squealed, trying to bat at the hands around his torso.
“You want me to let you go already? Geez, you have no stamina.”
The first year didn’t intend for that mean of a tease, he usually defaults to them with Shoyo.
“YOHOHOHOU’REHEHEHE MEHEHEHEHEAN!”
Kageyama simply hummed as he continued to assault his upperclassman’s torso, sneaking a hand onto Suga’s hip or thigh every now and then.
“IHIHIHI WOHOHOHONT TEHEHEHELL! STAHAHAHAP!”
The younger setter ignored his upperclassman’s cries for mercy as he pondered where Suga’s death spot could be. He assumed it would be somewhere adorable like his neck or calves.
“Let’s seeeeee~” the jet-black-haired boy cooed, “Let’s find yourself speeeeecial spot.”
“I think so. I think it’s the only thing to keep you quiet.” Kageyama replies nonchalantly as he moved to skitter his fingers in his upperclassman’s neck.
“Nohohoho! Enohohohough!”
“Hmmm. Not here.”
“Not here either”
“Or here.”
Kageyama continued down Suga’s body, trying every awkward tickle spot he could. His neck, his underarms, the spot between his underarms and ribs, his triceps, his ribcage, back to his sides, then finally...
“NGH- KAHAHAHAGEHEHEY- NOHOHOHOHO!!”
The younger setter had snaked his hands under Suga’s shirt to gently squeeze at his stomach, the laughter deepening as Kags inched dangerously close to the vice-captain’s belly button.
“Ohoho! I found it!” Kageyama sing-songed as he dipped a finger into the hollow.
Suga could only babble incoherently and beg for the torture to stop, his laughter upping in octave and volume.
“Oy! Kageyama! Daichi-San says he wants you and Suga-San to-“
“YAHAHAMAHAHAGUHUHUCHIHI!!!! HEHEHEHELP!” Sugawara pleaded as he pushed against Kageyama’s chest.
“H-hey!- s-stop that!” The greenette demanded.
With a sigh and a smile, Kageyama unlatched from Sugawara, and gently patted the silver haired boy’s stomach. “Mine’s better.”
“S-sure.” Suga panted out in reply, “H-help me up please?”
When Kageyama reached out to help his vice-captain, he was pulled to the ground and the silver-haired boy sprawled across his figure, pinning him to the floor.
“Now then, Kageyama.” Suga hovered his fingers above the younger setter’s torso in menace, “Let’s find your special spot, eh?”
Soon enough, the entire club came to investigate the pleading and helpless laughter, which was echoing from the club room. Daichi decided to call it a day when he saw the one-sided fight between his best friend and their subordinate.
like suga just loves to lay hinata into his lap or straddle him and just go to town, hina’s laughing and squealing and bucking and sugas just holding him down and literally cant stop smiling, hina’s too cute and suga is so in love with his laugh
hina tickling suga and sugas actually way more ticklish than he himself thought he was, hes giggling all high and light and breathless but hinas sitting on him so he doesn’t want to buck too much and he just holds onto hinas wrists and squeezes his eyes shut
Since I am infatuated with the art piece that @skribblz made for me, I decided to do a t h i n g
behold! The almighty reference photo!
SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADIEU
Also not to be a whore on main but mmmm Ennoshita’s hands in this gif
Jeepers Creepers
Warning: this is a tickle Drabble!
Ships: none!
Warnings: Tickles
Prompt: At a team halloween party, Nishinoya finds himself filling the role of the mischievous one.
Tags: T-fic taglist! @cupcake-spice13, @littlebbyleesfw, @gl1tch-l33 and THE QUEEN HERSELF MS. @skribblz THANK YOU FOR THE SEROTONIN BOOST THIS MORNING.
“Happy Halloween, Daichi!” Nishinoya cooed as he slid off his shoes, entering his captain’s house shortly after.
“Oh! Noya! Welcome in.” A voice sounded from where the libero presumed to be the kitchen, “Happy Halloween to you too!” The chiming voice belonged to Daichi.
“Whatcha’ up to, cap?” Noya’s eyes practically sparkled as he gazed at the large pumpkins on the counter.
“Just getting things ready. Care to help?”
Noya grew excited, “Of course!”
As the team continued to file in the house, Daichi and Nishinoya placed a variety of carving tools, scoops, tiny bags and a few fake candles next to the huge pumpkins.
A knock interrupted their process.
“Everyone is walking in, Suga. You don’t have to knock.” Daichi beamed without even turning to face the door.
When it opened, in the doorway stood the vice captain, who was sliding off his shoes as well.
“Hey.”
“Suga!” Nishinoya said happily, “Look at what Daichi got for us!”
Sugawara soon shared the libero’s excitement, though he was less up front about it. He set down the bag containing the treats he baked, removed his scarf and coat, then joined Daichi and Noya in the kitchen.
“We carving pumpkins yet?” The vice captain asked excitedly.
“We’re carving whenever everyone’s ready.” The captain replied.
“Soooo... now?” Sugawara‘s tone was sickly sweet.
Daichi chuckled, “Sure.”
Shortly after, Daichi grabbed the attention of his teammates and explained the rules of the pumpkin carving: keep sharp tools on the table when you aren’t using them, no flinging pumpkin guts at people, and no putting the carved pumpkin on your head.
Seemed easy enough.
Eventually, the whole team had scooped out their pumpkins and were currently standing around the table in a circle, carefully carving them.
“Tanaka look at my dragon, isn’t it like so totally cool,” Nishinoya’s lips were pursed into a pleased grin as he nodded at his friend,
“It’s-“ Tanaka looked up to see the greatly deformed dragon staring back at him, “It’s something.”
“Waaaaah! C’mon man I tried hard on it.” Noya whined as he fell backwards out of the circle.
The libero decided it would be wise to see his teammates’ progress. So, he stood up and floated amongst the group.
Hinata and Kageyama both chose to make a volleyball, but Kags’ was just a tinge better. Noya predicted a fight later on. Tanaka had chosen to carve Kiyoko’s face into his pumpkin, and was shockingly doing an impeccable job. The third years all settled on making faces, but Noya’s eye immediately chased to Sugawara...
The setter had his tongue poking out ever so slightly; he was in deep focus mode.
“Hey Suga, how’s it goin’?”
“It’s going...” the vice captain replied without advertising his gaze.
Nishinoya noticed the position Suga was in. His left arm was rested on the pumpkin, keeping it braced, while his right was raised highly, trying to cut an eyehole out of the pumpkin.
Oh this was too perfect.
The menacing libero crept behind Sugawara and ever so gently tweaked his hips.
Poor Suga jumped about a foot in the air.
“Noya.” The silver haired setter growled, “Don’t you dare.”
“Oh geez. You’re soooo scary, Suga.” He pinched again.
“Nishinoya!”
“Oh man this is too fun.”
The little libero found himself intoxicated with tormenting his vice captain. He continued to squeeze up and down Sugawara’s side.
“Nohoyahaha!” the setter rested the carving knife on top of the pumpkin, regaining his composure.
“Sugahaha!” Nishinoya teased back at the silver haired boy.
Sugawara squeezed his eyes shut and sighed, he’s just got to ignore it.
The vice captain found himself gritting his teeth and breathing heavily as the libero pinched up and down his side.
“Aw man. Don’t want to laugh anymore, Suga?” Noya teased as he raised his tormenting hands up into Sugawara’s ribcage.
“HNGH- Noya stop.” Suga sputtered as he continued to cut the eye hole.
“But I’m having so much fun.” Nishinoya said in a pouty tone, “you don’t want to stop me from having fun, do you?”
“Y-Yes! When your fun involves- shahaharp ohohobjehehects!” Suga could no longer fight his giggles as Nishinoya squeezed with more earnest.
“Oh man. I’m just going to have to solve that issue then.”
“This cant be allohohowed!”
“Daichi never inherently stated it in the rules sooooo-“
Nishinoya dug into the vice captain’s sides and wiggled his fingers quickly, sticking his tongue out in the process.
“Nohohoho! Nohohoyahaha!” Sugawara giggled quite loudly, gaining the attention of Asahi and Daichi.
“Should we stop him?” Daichi whispered.
“On one hand, yes because it’s dangerous.” Asahi replied, “on the other hand... no because look at how freaking cute they are.”
“Nihishihinohohoyaha pleheheasehehe.” Suga begged as he began to curl into himself.
Did I originally plan for the roles to be reversed?
Yes.
But it was too cute to resist NOT putting Suga in that position I-
This one is very not platonic but
Oh well
Sue me they’re my 2nd favorite Haikyuu ship
Daily Speedwrite Pairings: Day 22
“Tell me a secret” -DaiSuga
“Okay! Suga-san’s turn!” Hinata cooed as he pushed two dishes full of paper toward the third year setter.
“I can’t believe we let them talk us into this.” Daichi mumbled as he saw Suga reach into the lefthand bowl.
“It’s fine, Daichi. It’ll be fun for team building,” Sugawara chimed in reply, retracting his hand and opening the piece of paper.
“Get locked in a closet with-“ it read.
Phenomenal.
Not only does he have to be in a tight space, he has to be locked in there. And the cherry on top? He has to go in there with someone else.
Koushi Intook a shaky breath, avoiding his teammates’ eyes, and reached into the right hand bowl. He grabbed the first slip of paper that grazed his fingertips...
“Daichi.”
It was as if a weight was lifted from his chest. He wasn’t thrilled about being locked in a closet per se, but at least he was there with his best friend.
“Cool. How long?” Daichi asked, rising to his feet.
“Hmmmm.” Nishinoya narrowed his eyes as he thought, “Five minutes, no ten- no... Seven minutes works.”
“Geez, what are we? Middle schoolers at a party?” Suga mumbled as he sighed.
Daichi offered his friend a hand, who hesitantly took it and rose to his feet. Suga closed his eyes and sighed as Noya explained the rules of the closet.
“It’s only seven minutes. You can do this.” Daichi whispered as he squeezed Sugawara’s hand.
The two third years left the club room and sauntered down the stairs. They trudged toward the mid-size equipment closet in the gym. With a menacing grin and a wink, Nishinoya shut and locked the door behind them. Daichi flicked on the light, then waited to hear retreating footsteps before he spoke.
“Suga? You gonna be okay?” Daichi whispered gently, settling onto the floor and resting his hand on the silver haired setter’s knee.
“Y-yeah! It’s just a... little bit of time.” Koushi answered far too quickly to seem nonchalant. He sighed in defeat, there’s no way Daichi would believe him now, “No, Daichi. I-I hate this. It’s times like this when I curse myself for not telling them about being claustrophobic but.” He heavily sighed once again.
“They don’t have to know, Kou. It’s your business, not theirs.” Daichi replied gently, giving a loving squeeze to Suga’s knee.
When the silver haired setter turned his head to hide his face, Daichi knew exactly what had happened. Suga had bitten down on his lip, and hitched his breath, to keep himself steady.
“How about I distract you?” Daichi asked with a slight lick of menace in his voice, “Tell me a secret.”
“C-come again?” Suga stuttered, “Dai, you already know everything about me.”
“Everything?” Daichi teased, “You mean to tell me there isn’t one thing I don’t know...?” He finished his sentence with another squeeze to Koushi’s knee.
“Hngh- you ass. You wouldn’t dare.” Suga spat in a low voice.
“Tell me a secret then!” The captain demanded, delivering repeated squeezes to the silver haired boy’s knee, “Anything cool you can do?” a squeeze, “Something you learned about the first years?” another, “Anyone you have a crush on.” and another.
“D-Daichi. S..stoppit, oh my g-god.” Sugawara sputtered, flopping over into Daichi’s lap.
“Aww are you ticklish, Suga?” The captain cooed as he smiled down at his friend in his lap.
“Shuddup, Dai.” Suga arched upward to “stretch”, which intentionally caused his tee-shirt to ride up, “S’not funny!”
Daichi arched a brow at Koushi, was he exposing a tickle spot for him to attack?
“Hmmm... whatever am I supposed to do with you all sprawled out over me? Not tickle you? Likely story, Suga.” The brunette gave the setter’s sides a few rhythmic squeezes.
“Dahahahaichihihi! Nooohohoho!” Sugawara covered his eyes with his forearm and let his giggles free.
“If you tell me your secret, I’ll stop.” Daichi teased.
“Nohohoho wahahahay!” The captain swore he could see Sugawara blushing under his touch.
“Is it me? Huh?!” Daichi moved to squeeze at Suga’s stomach, “Is that your secret? Am I a part of it?”
“HNGHS- DAHAHAHAICHIHIHI! STAHAHAHAP!” The setter moved his arms down to defend himself.
“Aww! Don’t cover your tummy! It’ll make me sad!” The brunette cooed as he held Koushi’s wrists above his head with one hand, “One more chance! Tell me!”
“Ahahahalrihihihight! A-alrihihight!” Suga decided it was time to let Daichi know, “A-and don’t call it a tummy that’s so embarrassing, Dai.”
“Y-yeah are you... are you okay??” Suga smiled goofily before Daichi moved down to interlock their lips.
The two third years kissed each other with huge smiles on their faces, excited to finally be expressing their love for each other. Daichi snuck a hand down to the setter’s stomach and skittered his fingers across it.
Sugawara giggled into their kiss and tried to bat his attacker’s hands away.
“Mmm. Nnngh-!” he couldn’t speak, only groan incoherently and hope Daichi got the picture. He did not. Instead? He released Koushi’s lips and used both hands to squeeze mercilessly.
“D-DAICHI! STAHAHAHAP! MEHEHEHENAHAHAHACEHEHE!”
“Menace? That’s new. You’re hanging with Tsukishima too much.” the captain cooed as he leaned down to blow a raspberry.
One raspberry to the stomach.
That’s all it took.
Daichi released Sugawara immediately, after hearing his laughter go dead silent, “Sorry, Suga. Did I go too far?”
“N-no... just in time.” The setter panted as he grinned widely.
“Awwww! How sweet that I take your breath away! You’re too cute, Suga.”
“I’ll kill you Daichi.“ the silver haired boy grumbled, “Lucky I’m tired from-“
“So! How was it?” Nishinoya cooed as he opened the door, “We heard Suga laughing really hard but we didn’t want to intervene.” He finished with a wink.
“Oh! Uh- Daichi... he uh...” Sugawara trailed off.
“I told him the dumbest joke. Wanna hear it?”
“No way cap. Knowing you it was probably a really bad dad joke.” Noya turned on his heel and beckoned his two captains, “C’mon you two. It’s Hinata’s turn. He just drew that he‘s gotta get tickled, I wonder who gets to do it!”
Daichi gave Koushi’s shoulder a loving squeeze, “They don’t need to know everything.”
