Hii!! I love your fics! Would you consider writing lee loid with lers franky and yuri? hehehe Thank you~
Hey there, thank you!!! 🥰 Prepare for a fluffy drabble!
"Why me? Why always me?"
"Because you're easy," Yor slurred with a distant smile. "You're so easy."
Dinner with the uncles lead to everyone drinking too much, and the conversation turned into yet another discussion about Loid's ticklishness. Yuri had drank as much as his sister and Franky was buzzed but still coherent. Loid wanted to drink but somebody needed to keep his wits about him or he'd suffer through yet another one-sided tickle fight.
"I found out when he lied about being ticklish!" Yuri was excitedly telling Frank.
Franky had really found out when fitting Loid for a gadget way back in the day, but couldn't say that part out loud. "I found out when we were rooming together for a bit," The informant lied. "He has these spots-"
"Below the belly button!" Yuri exclaimed. "Or, in it. Both seemed very ticklish."
Loid's face flushed, and he froze with his eyes on his lap.
"You get this one spot on his ribs and he's already begging it to stop, get his pits and he's yours!" Franky crossed his arms and appeared proud that he knew one of Loid's only weaknesses.
"His neck~!" Yor sing-songed. "Even his ears!"
"Hips!" Yuri added.
"Oh, his sides are a pretty bad spot too," Franky listed.
"Enough!" Loid was too flustered for a discussion about his tickle spots, and he was sitting between two men on the couch who were the worst. "Let's change the subject!"
A pause as the three adults all made eye contact. Then, Franky and Yuri started to poke Loid's sides from either side.
"No!" Loid jumped up and was pulled right back down. "Noho!" He snickered as pokes turned to swipes and his hands were grabbed.
"Aw, he's so cuuuuute~!" Yor cooed.
"That's one way of putting it," Franky smirked. When his fingers scribbled up Loid's ribs, the spy squawked like a bird and arched his back.
"Can't help being ticklish literally everywhere, Loidy-Loid?" When Yuri wiggled several fingers into Loid's armpit, he snapped each arm to his sides and fell forward off the couch giggling. They let him roll down to the floor, only to attack his ribs, back, and neck from behind and above. Their fingers would poke, pinch, swipe, and just tickle like hell as Loid short-circuited and sat there giggling. Back tickles were entirely new to him, and his spine was apparently another bad spot. While he ignored the fact that he could easy get up and run away, it did not go unnoticed by the others.
"He does like it!" Yuri exclaimed.
"Stohohohop! Okahahay! Yohohor hehehelp!"
Oh, she helped. Just not her husband. The trio pinned Loid to the floor for yet another tickle attack, and for the first time he felt like he had a real family finally. They only wanted him laughing, after all. Even Yuri. Except for that new spot on his spine, when everybody started swiping their fingers up and down it Loid was openly squealing and rolling from side to side.
But he could take the tickles if it meant everybody was happy.