Summary: Sasha helps Connie and Jean with a bet that they have. It ends up revealing a few things about the boys~
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Sasha sat quietly at her table, eating her dinner. Her stomach thanked her with growls and rumbles - it'd been two days since she'd had a nice meal.
Armin and Eren sat on the other side of her, enjoying their food too. It seemed that Mikasa had headed to sleep early tonight.
That certainly wasn't the case for Connie and Jean, though. Those two boys sat at the table behind her, laughing and shouting away. Jean slammed his cup down on the table after taking a large gulp, gaining the attention of Sasha.
She could overhear bits and pieces of what had the two so loud and argumentative. Over all the scouts voices, it was quite hard to hear them speak, so she stood up from her table - done with her food - and strolled over to the loud table.
"Sasha! We're glad you're here. We were just discussing something that needs a third opinion, y'know?" Jean leaned in.
Connie watched as Jean obnoxiously spoke. He may have been a little drunk. How did he even get beer in the first place...
"Connie and I have a bet. I bet I'd take longer to laugh than he would."
Sasha raised a brow. "Huh?- Am I missing something?"
"Yes, you are. Dummie, you didn't even form the right words to explain the bet!" Connie shouted, slapping Jean's back.
"Ugh... Oh... being tickled, that is."
"You think it'd take you longer to laugh while being tickled, opposed to Connie?" Sasha questioned, still a bit confused. Where'd this even come from..?
Jean nodded. "That's right. He'd be laughing like there's no tomorrow, I'm sure of it!"
"Yeah! I would. But, not before you start laughing, Jean!" Connie nudged Jean's arm with his elbow, jokingly.
"So you need my help with..?"
Connie and Jean looked at each other. Jean started, "Well I mean- tickle... us?"
"Y-yeah! Uh..." Connie rambled.
How did they get themselves into this? This was just a playful bet which wouldn't go further than the two joking around about it, but before the two could say anything else, Sasha had made her way behind the boys.
She was towering over them, since they were sitting. Connie looked at her backwards, tilting his head to his back. "Eh...well, wh-what're you gonna do?"
"Tickle you? Isn't that what you wanted..? You too, Jean." She smirked, looking at Jean, who was staring into the distance. He hoped that if he ignored her long enough she'd go away.
But no, she didn't. Instead, she did what they asked and tickled the boys. Sasha placed both of her hands on both of the boys opposite sides, squeezing them with determination. She was gonna make one of them laugh very soon...
Jean bit his tongue, trying to grip the wooden table with his nails, but ended up getting a splinter... aww.
Connie, on the other hand had no reaction. He was stone faced.
"Not here? Hm. Here?"
Sasha dug her fingers into the boys hips, both of them. Her arms were basically wrapped around Connie and Jean, squishing them together. They both looked at each other, wanting so badly to laugh.
Speaking was like stepping on landmine filled ground, if Jean were to have his mouth open and Sasha suddenly tickles faster, or another spot... well, laughter would likely come afterward.
"N-nah, you? EH-!" Connie scrunched his face when Sasha found a certain spot. His belly button. She'd wiggled a finger there, expecting nothing. But this might be a spot to make both of them laugh at the same time.
She swirled her finger inside Jean's belly button too, still playing with Connie's.
The two boys were holding back an avalanche of laughter! They had cheekfulls of giggles, and were basically on the verge of defeat.
Armin and Eren turned their heads suddenly, to take a look at this bet. It intrigued them... who would win?
"I'll bet Connie wins." Eren said, loud enough for him to hear.
"Thanks!- AHAH- mmph!" Connie laughed by accident, then shut his mouth to muffle it. Unfortunately, Jean heard it and tried to tell Sasha.
"He- Hehe, he-he laHAH! He lahaughed!" Jean spurted out, laughing too.
"Who? You?~" Sasha teased, digging her finger into his belly button even harder than before.
"NAHA- nooho! Cohonnie dihid! COHO-connie!"
Sasha shook her head. "Sore loser, eh? Ridiculous! Congrats, Connie."
Connie chuckled at the sight of Jean. He was now begging for Sasha, alongside Eren and Armin to believe him. But they wouldn't. Poor Jean...
"Connie... I'll get you back for this." He grumbled, giving up on arguing with the other three.
"Ha! Sore loser~ Just like Sasha said." Connie teased, poking his navel. Jean swatted at Connie's finger like it was a fly and frowned.
Revenge was certainly to come, but now, they'd finish their dinner and have some much needed rest.
A/N: I'm in a big writing mood right now! This is the second fic in an hour or two lol. Might write one more before bed.. Also, this takes place before s3 and stuff like that!
Summary: Eren is accused of eating Jean's stashed meat, which escalates into some giggly shenanigans.
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Jean's face resembled a volcano at the moment. Steam was coming from his ears and lava poured from his gritted teeth.
"You're kidding me! Sasha, tell me he didn't eat that meat, before I kill him."
Sasha turned her head to face Eren, who was just as mad as Jean was. Eren had been accused of eating some meat that Jean stashed in his bag a while ago, which sounded like something Sasha would do instead. He must've been quite hungry at the time...
"I'd forgotten all about that meat... Can you believe how excited I was when I remembered it- only to see that it was gone?!"
Eren shouted, taking a step forward, "How many times do I have to tell you, Horseface? I didn't eat your damn rotted meat."
"Agh! You dirty brat, who're you callin' horseface?!"
Sasha stepped between the two boys, hoping to deescalate this situation.
"Look, maybe we can come up with a solution. Jean, I'm sure I can find som-"
"I don't want that, Sasha. I want what I took. What I had." Jean muttered, moving his head around Sasha's body, so he could see Eren.
Eren did the same. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before Eren tried to spit on Jean! It landed on the boys shoes. He gave the spitter a horrified look, so disgusted that he didn't know what to do with himself.
He shoved Sasha to the side and pounced on top of Eren, only to be pushed beneath him.
Jean scoffed, surprised that Eren had been able to get on top of him. "I'm going to kill you, Eren. If you don't confess and make it known that you're a bratty crook, or somehow throw up that damn meat, I'm going to kill you."
Eren smirked. "Such cocky words for someone beneath me."
The taller boy grunted and pushed on Eren's chest, trying to get him off. It didn't work... Eren really was strong, huh?
"Ha! This is hillarious!" Eren laid his head back, dramatically laughing while moving positions, so he could sit on Jean's stomach. Before he could bring his ass down to sit, Jean had pushed him again, this time making him fall to the floor... Jean right above him.
He had a grim expression. One that you'd see before you entered hell, even. Jean, with that same expression, roughly grabbed Eren's wrists with one hand and placed them above his head.
"What did I tell you? Ha, this is pathetic. You really thought you could get away with eating my food, huh? No, you're gonna pay."
Eren shook his head, "No, I'm not. What do you even want me to pay you with? Money?" He laughed.
Jean felt belittled. He was being laughed at whilst in the dominant position. He had to find a way to shut this jerk up - or... maybe he didn't want him to shut up. Maybe he wanted him to make noise, like laughter!
"Eren, are you ticklish?"
"Gah- what?" Eren was caught off guard by such a blunt question.
Jean slipped his hand under the other boy's shirt and raked it across the length of his belly.
"Waha-? Wohoah, wait! What the hehell are yaha- doing-uha!"
Sasha, still a bit upset over that aggressive push from Jean, watched from the sidelines. She was surprised to hear Eren laugh while being tickled. She didn't know he was ticklish... This information would surely be spread to the other scouts.
Mikasa and Armin must've already known of this weakness - but the others must've been clueless. Sasha made a note in her mind, "Tell Connie about this!".
She stepped a little closer to the scene. Peering over Jean's head, she saw Eren, who was laughing like a toddler. She saw Jean's fingers digging into his tummy and waistline.
"Jehean! Fuhuck- let me go right nooowuhuhah!"
"Not until you do one of the two options I gave you. Or even both would suffice! Just get me my damn meat!"
Sasha placed a hand on Jean's shoulder. "Jean... Ah- I think-"
"Come over to Eren's head and hold his arms for me, Sasha! Yes, yes, he's gonna pay!" Jean sounded insane.
Sasha sighed and did what was asked of her. She held Eren's arms above his head, leaving his upper body exposed.
"Sahasha! Tra-aha! Traitor!"
Sasha felt bad about Eren's situation, but she couldn't lie to herself... it was sorta funny to see him laugh and giggle. She tightened her grip on his arms, while Jean traveled upward. His fingers squished against Eren's sides, making him chuckle and squirm.
He laid his head back in laughter, seeing Sasha, that damned traitor.
"I'm nehever going to help ahany of you agaha-HAH!" Eren howled.
Jean had struck gold. Eren kicked his feet, gasping for air. All the while, Jean sat there, toying with his armpits. He poked them to see Eren's face scrunch up, then tickled them harshly to see him beg for mercy.
After testing them out, Jean decided to simply drive his thumbs into the hollows, evoking bloodcurling shouts and indistinct laughter from Eren's mouth.
He massaged his underarms slowly, then quickly, enjoying every minute of it. This cocky asshole really was paying for his sins.
Eren was trying his hardest not to piss himself right then and there, but it was hard. The sensation of Jean's slim thumbs- ah, now he was skittering his other four fingers along Eren's shoulderblades?!
"GAHA-aheheho, nooohoh! Jehean!" He shouted.
"What the hell is all of this?" Levi opened the door, rushing in to see Eren on the floor, a giggly mess, with Jean and Sasha standing up.
"Ah- We don't know! He just started laughing like this... We didn't do anything." Jean lied.
Levi kneeled beside Eren, who was so f*cking glad to see Levi. He really saved him...
"Must be something to do with his Titan powers... we'll have Hange inspect him tomorrow. Go to sleep, Sasha and Jean. Now."
The two nodded. Sasha leaned over to Jean's ear, as Levi still examined Eren and his body. She whispered, "I ate the meat. I'm sorry. It just smelled soo good..."
Jean gasped and looked at Eren.
"Oh... Ha- well, he deserved that anyway, I suppose..."
The two headed to bed and left Eren, still a ball of warm giggles, agreeing to never mention this little mishap again...
(although there's only been 3 eps released for the anime, and i've never read the manga, i think i've seen enough to gather some hcs)
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he's a major lee! he told me this btw. (jk)
i feel like he looves being tickled, because it reminds him of his wife. joyful and stuff :)
yui used to tickle him when he'd get home in a stone-face mood, which always made him grin at least once.
his favorite spot to be tickled are his ribs, since yui used to always target him with tickles there. they're easily accessible and very ticklish because of his outfit.
while he enjoys his ribs being tickled the most, the most ticklish spot of all is.. the back of his neck.
sure, having it unsuccessfully chopped off multiple times might make it seem like it isn't sensitive, but yes it is bc i said so!
tickling his armpits makes him snort
i also feel like his face is ticklish. like under the chin, even underneath his nose- like a feather slowly running across the bottom of his nose would drive him nuts~
sagiri has definitely tickled him by accident before on the island.
she may have grabbed him for some reason, accidentally touching his ribs or belly, making him giggle a bit
she'd ofc be curious and unknowingly tickle him even more
A/N: I'm on ep4 on Gakuen Heaven and couldn't stop myself from writing something for these two. btw, I don't proofread or anything like that so excuse any errors! Enjoy :]
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"Ugh... Kazuki?"
Keita closed his dorm room's door and sluggishly kicked off his shoes. He shuffled his feet to his bed, where Kazuki was laying.
"Ah, you're back!" Kazuki had a surprised look on his face, as if Keita had gotten home early. Actually, he was quite late. He'd forgotten a few of his things back in his last class of the day and had to go back for them, just after reaching his dorm. Not to mention, he tripped on the way back!
Today wasn't his day and Kazuki noticed. "Did something happen? Why are you so... gloomy?" He tried to find the right word.
Keita, standing in front of his bed, gestured for Kazuki to put out his arms.
The tired boy crawled into his arms, laying his chin on his shoulder. Kazuki chuckled and lowly spoke, "Tired, eh? Need a nap?" And began to rub his back.
"Mmh mmh." Keita grumbled into the crack of Kazuki's neck. "I feel horrible... not even a nap will help."
"Are you sure? You seem quite comfortable~"
Kazuki ran his fingers through Keita's amber-colored hair, gently massaging his head. This made him seemingly melt into Kazuki's body.
"Do you need some cheering up? I hate seeing you so grumpy."
Keita nodded, still hiding his face in the crevice of Kazuki's neck.
"Ohoho... I've got the perfect idea." Kazuki slyly whispered.
Keita yelped, feeling a finger poke his side. He yelped once more, feeling a different finger poke the other side. This made him venture outside of Kazuki's neck, confused.
"What? Is something the matter?"
"Yehes... what're you doing- ah- heh, quit it!" Keita giggled, as a few fingers wiggled against his body, more specifically his rib cage. Kazuki slowly drove his fingers upward and downward, inching to his waist, then back to his ribs.
Keita bit his lip and mumbled, "Ka-kahazukiii!~ I said stop it- uhuhah!" He gripped Kazuki's shoulders and squeezed them, trying to hold onto him for dear life.
His body was wriggling around on top of Kazuki's, trying to evade his sneaky fingers.
"Hm? What's that? I should keep going..?~" Kazuki teased. He rolled over, pinning Keita's wrists above his head with one hand. He utilized the other hand strategically, pinching at his waist.
"Ehh- eheh, Kazuki! Thihis tickles~" He whined.
"Oh, I know it does. You looove it, hm?" Kazuki lowered his face to Keita's tummy, also releasing his wrist. He unbuttoned the boy's white shirt and helped him to remove his uniform's coat. Keita was oddly compliant with the undressing of himself...
"Here we go! This bare skin will surely be ticklish enough to make you feel better."
"Kazuki, I already feel better. Thanks to yo- youhuhoho!"
Keita flailed his arms around at the feeling of Kazuki blowing massive raspberries all across his belly. Kazuki's lip devilishly blew right underneath his belly button, then beside it, and finally above it. He even blew a tiny raspberry on his navel, making Keita squirm in embarrassment.
"Where to go next... where to go... Ah! How about here? I've heard from Shunsuke that these armpits are quite the ticklish pair?~ Is it true?"
"No... th- they're not! Shunsuke is a liar."
"Really? But, he told me that he tickled you right here," Kazuki buried a finger beneath Keita's underarm. "And that you squealed like a baby." He continued to bury more fingers underneath each arm, until both armpits had five fingers beneath them - not yet touching the skin.
Keita was sweating at this point. He'd kept his arms up a little bit, not realizing that Kazuki would go for the armpits. He didn't shut them either, since he knew he'd just be overpowered into raising them. To be honest with himself, Keita didn't mind the tickly feelings he was receiving... It was quite nice. Especially coming from Kazuki.
"As I said, Shunsuke is a liar!"
Kazuki paused for a moment. He then spoke, "Well... I'll have to handle him after I make you 'squeal like a baby', won't I? I don't like liars, after all."
He skittered his fingertips inside the hollows of Keita's armpits, making him thrash around beneath Kazuki, laughing like he'd never laughed before.
"Ah, I see. You were the liar here, is that so?"
Kazuki took one of Keita's wrists and held it above his head, so he had full access to that one armpit. He dragged a finger from his elbow, to right above his underarm. Kazuki kept doing this until Keita couldn't take any more, bursting into cute giggles.
"Neheh- I'm not thehe liar- aha! Puhulease, Kazuki-"
"Nuh uh uh, be quiet! I told you that I don't like liars. And it seems our dear friend Shunsuke was right - here you are, squealing like a baby~ A rather pathetic one, at that."
Kazuki brought the fingers down to the center of Keita's armpit and added four more, just so he could see his expression. It was pure fear and nervousness.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle~" He whispered, drilling all five fingers into the pit of his arm. It drove the boy mad - he was out of his mind with laughter and snorts, God! He was losing his breath with all of the laughter leaving his mouth.
Kazuki's sadistic fingers clawed the armpit, quickening the pace, driving Keita nuts. He even began to shout, "Help! It tickles!"
"Puh- PLEahase! Eheha- I wohon't lie aga-AIN!"
Kazuki stopped for a moment, to hear what Keita had to say.
"If you let me go, I'll... I'll... Um..."
"You'll?" He placed his fingers back onto Keita's exposed pit.
"I'll do anything!"
"ANY-thing?" Kazuki muttered. "That seems quite appealing, I will not lie..." He let go of Keita's wrist and plopped himself beside the boy.
"Will you cuddle with me? Just for a while?"
Keita grinned. "Yes. I will cuddle with you- just for a while. No more tickling though!"
Kazuki rolled his eyes, reaching out to hold Keita in his arms. When he had him in his grasp, a thought popped into his head.
"In this position, I could tickle him all I wanted..."
But, Kazuki decided to give the boy a break. It turned night and Keita still hadn't gotten out of Kazuki's grasp. Kazuki happened to awaken and grabbed a blanket, covering the two up, then placing a quick kiss on Keita's cheek and saying "Goodnight~".
