Sometimes you are just bored. And that's when your husband takes hands into the matter to fix things up ๐
tickles fic, fluff, married couple
Sometimes, you are just bored at home. Your last pieces of laundry are already put it away on the dresser, the kitchen is fully cleaned and your phone isn't even giving good content for you. So you are just, bored. For you, that's the perfect time to start plotting something against your quiet and so working husband, the only one who could ever handle your antics and of course make you behave when things get 'messy'.
You make your way to the studio, excitment leaking from your trembling feet cause you can't wait to see how this is gonna end. Jimin spend the whole evening in front of the computer, sending business emails and preparing a lot of stuff for the coming week. But you could only see an easy target.
"Babyy?" you asked with that specific tone that made Jimin jump out of his thoughts realizing you were about to start something, "are you almost done with your workk?".
"Mmm, I'm not sure baby, is there anything I can do for yoou?", he asked back, mimicking your silly tone.
You laughed a little, "Nohoou, just asking for a frienddd". You being the friend
Jimin smiled right away still facing the computer. Oh he could smeell your grin from behind plotting something against his vulnerable state, or maybe, not that vulnerable once he stood up from that old creaky chair and got your way.
"Suure, I'll be there with you in a minut-eEHk!", his words cut off by a flying pillow you casually threw at him from across the room. His body froze before he could turn around and give you one of his killer gazes, one wich said 'Are you really behaving like this right now?'
"He-heh-", you giggled acting innocent rumming one of your fingers between your teeth
He hummed in a very low tone, eyes squinted with suspicion as he turned around to keep working on whatever he was doing on the screen, "You can maybe wait at the living room, I'm still not done with this here-". The moment he turned another flying object got his way, this time your teddy slipper.
"Ah-", he offendely paused, "Okay, you'll get what you want then-", your stomach jolted when you saw him pulling out of his chair, both hands slapping the table to let you know you should be running by now
"HeH!-hehewahait! give me my slipper first!!"
"Nah-ah, no more throwing stuff in the house-", he warned you moving his finger in a 'no-no' response. His serious voice always got the best of you and finally the chasing part started. Your heart was already biting so fast, running and circling the furniture to escape from your husband's hands. One slipper was still missing on your foot and a lot of screaming was echoing through the entire house
"You're gonna have to stop sometimee-", he teased
"Nohoho! wahait, I didn't mean to hit you that hahaard!"
He didn't respond, instead, a side grin on his lips was drawn while his eyes met your fully expressions. His hunting game was no joke, and now you were stuck inside the kitchen bar, Jimin waiting for you on the other side
"Did you do that on purpose?", he asked, smiling at how easy you made it for him. If you ran to the left he would run to the left, if you went to the right he would go to the right. You were already struggling for air, trying to calm your heartbeat but the slow footsteps from your husband approaching you were worst than the actual chase.
"Hehehe jiminaahh", you whined, making yourself a little ball now that Jimin's hands were crawling at some centimeters from you
"I thinkk this belongs to me", he said rushing to lift you over his shoulder in one go
"AH!-Jiminn-aHA!!", his wiggly fingers were already sneaking around your waist, making you squirm in the air in their way back to the studio
"you thought you could escape from me, uh?"
"HAh!-haha-STohohopitt-heh!", you pulled from his shirt, a mouth full of happy giggles that waited so long to be finally free
"I'll stop when my baby is satisfied", once the couch got close he made sure to lay you there, letting himself flop on top of you while his hands moved under your shirt to hold you nicely, "did I spend that much time away from you?"
Oh, the way you blushed when you saw those beautiful eyes almost made you forgot he was about to eat you, "Eehe-mahaybe.."
He always looked so fond of you, so fond that the first thing that came up to his mind was blowing a big raspeberry straight to your tummy. His head lowered down finding so easily that spot next to your navel he loved to attack, the moment his plumpy lips touched your skin a big raspberry was blown burying vibrations through your whole body, "bWAH-HAHNO-HOU-AAH", your eyes shut closed feeling the tears being shed already, torso trashing side to side over the couch trying to shake his lips off but his grasp tightened more to keep you still under his mouth, "BA-HAHAHABY".
Jimin continued to attack your belly, lost in the sound of your laugh he loved so much. You barely tried to scoff his head off, the feeling was so addictive you didn't even realize the time was passing. Your cheeks started to hurt from all the laughing, a flush of heat reaching your entire face from the exhaustation you were getting. Being tickled by your love never failed to make you feel better, that's why you wished it never ended. Jimin soon noticed your struggling to gain some air and he lifted his head, finding a huge smile plasted on your face as your chest went up and down trying to recover from the tickle attack. "Are you okay my baby?", he shifted into his soft mood asking if you were okay.
"HehEh-eeh-yehehes", a few hiccups left your mouth, still dizzy from all the laughter
"You sure?", Jimin got closer to you, face to face to look into your teary eyes. He then felt fond for you again, a warm feeling covering his chest when he saw how lovely you looked with your messy hair spread all over the couch
"Yehes- I'm totally okahay"
"Good", Jimin squeezed his nose against yours just before making sure to brush those tears away from your cheeks, "You wanna seat with me while I finish those emails?"
"I think...I would love that"
