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2:38 P.M - Dance Practice Room

Beomgyu was laying on a sofa in the practice room with a stupid grin on his face, watching random videos on his phone. Completely unaware of Soobin’s simmering frustration. 

The boy had been playing numerous pranks on his other members, mainly Soobin. 

The final straw had been this morning when Beomgyu "accidentally" dropped ice cubes down Soobin’s shirt during breakfast- surely this boy wouldn't stop unless he faced a hard lesson. 

Soobin took a deep breath… then slowly rolled up his sleeves with a dangerous smirk. "Gyu" He called with faux sweetness. "Come here for a second."

Beomgyu blinked. "...Why?"

"I just wanna talk." The leader motioned with his hand for the younger member to come closer.

Beomgyu being a bit naive, immediately walked over toward the older one. "Yah? What's up hyung?"

Soobin grabbed his wrist in one swift motion—gentle but firm—and yanked him forward before spinning him around and pinning his back against the wall. "Wait- hyung-!" Beomgyu pulled as Soobin held both of his wrists above his head with one hand.

The leader leaned in close, voice dropping to a low growl right by Beomgyu’s ear. Not truly upset, it was just for show.

"Yah, you think it's funny? Huh?" He tightened his grip slightly just to emphasize how trapped the smaller member was.

"...Those little pranks of yours."

The reality of the amount of pranks he'd pulled came back to him in a flash. Whoopee cushions, fake bugs, makeshift tripwires, and other dumb shit he thought was funny.

Normally somebody would start to back down at Soobin's slightly threatening demeanor.

But not Choi Beomgyu. 

Not that brat.

Beomgyu just grinned wider, completely unbothered despite the position he was in currently. "I mean… yeah? It’s funny." Soobin couldn’t believe it. This kid had zero self-preservation. His eye twitched involuntarily for a moment. So that's how he was going to be? Fine, he could work with that.

A soft exhale escaped the leader's nose, patience officially gone. Soobin brought his hand up to hover near the younger's side.

"Funny?" Soobin repeated dryly. "Then you won’t mind if I do something funny back."

Beomgyu blinked as that hovering hand started moving in slow circles—barely touching yet but close enough to make him tense involuntarily.

"WaitwaitWAIT-" 

The first real brush of fingertips grazed over Beomgyu's ribs through his shirt—not full-on attacking yet, just light scritches testing for weakness.

A tiny squeak escaped him instantly.

"wahahaait wahaAhhAiT hyuhHuHng-!"

But Soobin simply just smirked. "Oh? Now it's not funny anymore?"

Soobin kept the teasing scritches going. Slow, deliberate circles that slowly increased in pressure. Beomgyu was already giggling breathlessly, his stomach twisting as he tried to squirm away from the touch.

"thHahatS nOhOhoOt fHahaaHair-!! hyUHUng quHihiT ihiHiHit!!" He protested between bursts of laughter, his face turning pink.

The leader tsked mockingly. "Not fair? After all your pranks? Like the one that made me have to buy new bedsheets? Or even when my clothes almost caught fire? You're just digging a deeper hole for yourself~"

Without warning, Soobin released Beomgyu’s wrists—only to immediately scoop him up in a fireman carry. The smaller member yelped as he was suddenly lifted off his feet.

"HYUNG?!"

Soobin didn’t say anything. Just carried him straight to the couch and dropped him onto it with a light bounce. Beomgyu barely had time to process before Soobin climbed over him, one knee planted on either side of his hips.

His smirk returned as he hovered above the now trapped prankster.

"Now… where were we?"

Beomgyu instinctively curled into himself, already anticipating the attack, but Soobin took his sweet time. 

First, he just rested both hands lightly on Beomgyu's stomach through his shirt, applying the slightest pressure. Just enough to make him hold his breath.

"Y-You're being weirdly dramatic about this- gAH!" 

Soobin suddenly wiggled all ten fingers in rapid motion over Beomgyu's stomach, no real force behind it yet, but still light and relentless.

Giggling erupted instantly as the younger member kicked his feet in response. "soHoOhoobiHiN hYuHUHUNG NOHOHOO-" 

"Oh? Now you wanna stop?" Soobin taunted, increasing the speed of his fingers just a fraction. 

Beomgyu thrashed under him like a caught fish, laughing way too loud from something so mild.

"HYUUHUNG PLEEHEHAAHASE- IHIIHILL BEHEHAHAVE IHIIHI SWEAAAHAHAR-!"

The leader pretended to consider it for half a second… then abruptly switched targets.

One hand darted up to scribble at Beomgyu's underarm while the other kept tormenting his stomach.

The poor boy practically shrieked as his back arched off the sofa. Soobin watched in pure satisfaction as the usually smug member completely unraveled, back arching, legs kicking wildly, and face burning red from laughter.

"NAAAHAAHOHOOOHOOO PLEHHEEHEAAHASE- HYUUUHUNG IHIIIHI CAHHAAHAANT- PLEEHEHAAHASE PLEEHEHAHAASE PLEEHEEASE-!!" He begged between giggles. 

The leader had zero mercy. "If you're gonna pull pranks on me," He said cheerfully between his own amused chuckles. "Then you better be ready for payback~"

He doubled down on the underarm assault with two fingers jabbing repeatedly.

"Say sorry." 

"IHIIIHIIM SOHHOOOHOORRY OKAHAHAAY-?!" Beomgyu squeaked out between laughter.

"Ah ah, say it properly." Soobin demanded with mock sternness as his hands both attacked the younger's ribs with rapid scribbles. 

"AHHAAHAAGH- HYUUHUUUNG PLEHHEAAHAASSE IHIHHIM REHEAHHAAHAALLY SOHHOHOHOORRY- JUUHUST STOOHOHOOP-!!"

The leader observed his flushed face for a moment before nodding. "Fine."

Soobin finally lifted his hands, sitting back slightly to survey the wreckage of Beomgyu beneath him.

Beomgyu looked up at him with watery eyes, extra last giggles escaping him. "...Can I have a hug now?"

Soobin snorted. "You just got wrecked and you immediately want affection?"

The younger puffed up his cheeks in response. "I deserve compensation after that..." 

Soobin rolled his eyes but couldn't stay mad—especially not with Beomgyu looking so adorable after getting tickled so much.

"Ugh, fine," He muttered before leaning down and wrapping the smaller member in a hug.

Beomgyu immediately nuzzled into his chest with a content sigh, arms looping around Soobin's waist.

"...You're still mean," He mumbled sleepily against him.