Shhhhhh

Achilles made a small noise in his throat, a noise I had heard several times before, a small giggle bubbling out from within him. My smile widened and I pressed it against the base of his throat, leaving a small kiss there before pressing my nose against his warm skin, inhaling his scent.

Achilles smelled like the sun: warm, clean, like the home that I can only find between his arms. He smelled like summer afternoons at Chiron's mountain and juicy figs in his room back at Phthia. The tip of my nose gently grazed the soft skin of his neck and I felt him shuddering, that soft sound filling my ears again.

"Achilles?"

"You're... tihihickling mehe...," he said and my heart jumped in my chest, and the butterflies that only Achilles was capable of awakening inside me, fluttered their wings inside my stomach.

I hummed, my fingers moving more freely over his ribs, obsessed with the need to hear more of Achilles' giggles. Achilles responded to my touch as well as ever and indulged me with his delicious laugh when I found that weak point of his at the bottom edge of his ribcage.

"It's time to wake up, Achilles," I said, following his movements as he tried to get away from me, his body still a little slow because his mind hadn't fully woken up yet. "I can smell breakfast already."

"N-Nohohot tihihicklihing!" He laughed, hugging himself to keep me from keep chasing that ticklish spot, but then my fingers found his hips and a bark of loud laughter echoed through our tent. "Pahahahatrohohoclus!" He cackled, his head thrown back as I squeezed at his hipbones.

"Are you awake? If we don't hurry, we won't be able to get any food."

"Stahahap! I'm ahahawake! I'm awahahake!"

Soon, laughter was also escaping from between my lips and my heart was pounding against my ribs. The happiness of seeing him laughing like that ran through my body with delicious shivers that gave me goosebumps.

Enthralled by his blinding smile, I didn't realize his strong, yet gentle hands were looking for my wrists until I found myself pressed back against the bed with my two arms pinned above my head.

I couldn't care less, though, because I could only focus on the beautiful creature hovering me. Achilles had his cheeks flushed, even his ears were a little pink; his hair was sticking in all directions and he was a little short of breath.

Beautiful. Human. Perfect.

"Patroclus." The tone of his voice was warning, and when his eyes met mine, my smile spread wider, making my own cheeks ache.

"Achilles," I said, acting innocently and lifting my chin a bit, feeling strangely reckless even under his intense gaze. "Are you ready for breakfast?"

A smirk spread across his face and I immediately tensed, "Yes, of course I am."

"A-Achilles, what- ah! N-Nohoho!"

I was embarrassed as soon as I heard that noise coming out of my mouth. Those borderline hysterical laughs that made me cringe and want to hide underground, but which Achilles claimed was his favorite sound in the world.

Achilles had gathered my two wrists in one of his big hands and had used his free one to lift my chin and expose my neck to those terrible playful bites that, he knew, were one of my downfalls when it came to tickling.

"Achihihilles, plehehease!" I laughed, squirming and kicking and trying to push him off when he calmly set over my hips. "Dohohon't! It tihihihickles!"

"What? Does it?" He whispered in my ear, making me laugh even more. "What a shame, Patroclus."

I could feel my cheeks heating up the more of my awful laugh filled our tent and Achilles, instead of stopping, started to prod and squeeze my side, making me jump underneath him.

"O-Ohohour breheheakfahahast!"

"That can wait," Achilles said, lifting his head from my neck to show me that evil smirk of his. "I'm busy right now," he chuckled, lifting my arms higher, causing me to squeal. "Now, if I remember correctly..."

"AHAHAHA! Hohold ohohon! I'm sohohorry!" Now all the courage had vanished and I could only pray that his fingers would stop torturing my most ticklish spot.

"Ah, yes. It's right under your arms, right? Where you're the weakest?" He teased and I shook my head, laughing like a mad man. "How's that, Patroclus? How are you enjoying it? Hmm?"

"Gahahaha! I sahahaid I'm sohohorry! PLEHEHEASE!"

"I did hear you," he said over my laugh. "And I do forgive you, but I still need to punish you, you see."

I shook my head once again, laughing all the more when he suddenly let go of my wrists and sneaked his hand under my other arm before I could stop him. I squirmed like a fish out of water, but only for a moment for Achilles decided to pin me more firmly onto the bed with his body.

With his weight on top of me, I could barely move, and as a result, it was impossible for me to hide that goofy grin on my face.

"I don't know what your real intention was in tickling me up, but if it was because you wanted to see me laugh, you did it," he said as he continued to move his fingers under my arms, making me go crazy with laughter. "And now is my turn, don't you think?"

"N-Nohoho! I cahahan't! ACHIHILLEHES!"

Achilles didn't stop until there were tears of laughter falling from my eyes and the sound of my laughter had disappeared. Even then, he kept squeezing me and wiggling his fingers against my sides just to have me on my toes.

Breakfast time was over by the time we went out and we were left with no choice but to eat some fruit and bread in our tent. I did not care. I could eat raw meat with Achilles if he wanted to if that meant I could enjoy more time with him; listening to him talk and laugh, and see him smile, and feel him kissing me for more time.

“Is there anything you can’t succeed in?!” Nick gasped in amazement after tasting the males homemade cookies. Charlie chuckled and scratched the back of his head bashfully, a small smile creeping up on his face.

“Come on— don’t be dramatic, I’m sure yours are—“ Charlie was cut off as Nick shoved one of his own cookies inside the other's mouth. Charlie bit down on it, instantly coughing as a strange taste filled his senses. The two decided to bake each-other cookies, wanting to see how they’d turn out. Charlie’s turned out great while Nicks… could’ve been better.

“Those cookies—“ he began as he suddenly covered his mouth dramatically for purely comedic purposes. “They are definitely something!” Charlie joked as Nick hit his shoulder playfully.

“Come on, they aren’t that bad! I’m simply not a ‘pro chef’ like Mr. Nerd over here.” He teased, pointing at his boyfriend. Causing the younger to let out a pained gasp as he clenched his heart dramatically.

“The disrespect, I think you are just jealous I’m better at cooking than you.” He joked, watching as Nick gave the same hurt look as he did previously. All mockingly, of course. “If only you didn’t suck at baking..” he began, a theatrical sigh escaping his lips.

“Jealous? Suck at baking? Come here, you!” He grabbed the smaller and wrapped a hand around his waist. His other hand reached up as he began to ruffle and mess up his hair playfully. Charlie gasped and began to lightly giggle at the situation. Tugging at his hand to try and pry it off from his hold. Causing Nick to dig his fingers deeper into the males sides.

A fury of surprised giggles escaped the brunette's lips. His smaller frame now squirming desperately in his hold as Nick hadn’t even noticed. Only continuing the silly attack on his hair. “Pfftt- ahaha! Don’t hold me there! Nihihick!” He complained as his knees began to buckle.

Nick only then realised what was going on, letting go of his boyfriend as the flustered male sunk to the floor. Holding his sides defensively. Looking up at the jock, the mischievous grin that tugged at his lips was enough to cause goosebumps. “Ah, that’s right! I remember something you fail to succeed in..” he began, hovering over his boyfriend with wiggling fingers. “You absolutely suck at tickle fights.” He finished his sentence with nimble fingers attacking the younger one's tummy.

Charlie instantly bursted out into a fit of childlike giggles, his hands beginning to swat gently at the others hands. The sounds of joy escaping his lips uncontrollably as Nick smiled at the familiar— yet adorable noise. “Hmm, have you gotten more ticklish since last time? I think you did!” Nick teased as he began to squeeze gently at his sides. He was hovering over him as Charlie curled up into a ball on the cold hardwood floor.

“Shuhut up!” He said whilst squirming, now beginning roll back and forth in attempt to escape his playful ministrations. Genuinely laughter emitting from Charlie. Nick looked at his face, his flustered, and happy expression. It warmed his heart all the way to its core. He couldn’t help himself, his body moving on its own as he closed the gap between them. Lifting his head up gently as he kissed his boyfriend. The other passionately returned the kiss, the tickles coming to an end as all the two could focus on was one another.

Nick finally pulled away as Charlie panted, tired from both the kiss and the tickling. The jock went to stand up, but was stopped as a squeal escaped his lips. Charlie reached and grabbed his hips, squeezing rapidly at them and digging gently into the curves and bone. Nick quickly fell into hysterics, his body falling back as he now switched turns with the other. Now, Nick laid against the floor, his hips bucking into the air as Charlie made his attack. Climbing onto him as he switched spots, now poking at his tummy as he straddled his hips instead.

“What was that about me ‘sucking at tickle fights’? Come on, repeat it.” He challenged the pile of giggles that was slowly melting on the floor. Both of them had a genuine smile on their face, every moment they spent with one another was a memory to cherish. Even silly, childish ones like these. Giggles filling the room as all Nick could focus on was his boyfriend's voice, and his own squeaky sounding laughter.

“AAAhahaha!! Yohohou little dohork!” He exclaimed through bouts of laughter, his head thrown back once Charlie began to massage the soft flesh. “HOHOhohold on! Thahahats so bAHAHahad!“ The athlete now looking like a cute puppy, complained to the other. Charlie could only grin in amusement, it was always adorable seeing his boyfriends ticklishness. The strong male being brought down by a few tickles? It was amusing to say the least.

“You really ahahare a golden retriever!” He joked happily, a bright smile on his face as his boyfriend continued to writhe beneath him. He couldn’t help but laugh along with the male, his laugh was so boisterous and contagious.. it made him feel happy and giggly. Seeing him like this, wearing such an expression.. It was more than adorable.

Nick weakly opened one of his eyes, looking at his boyfriend with slightly watery vision. His hands moved quickly as with one more ounce of strength, he reached up for Charlie’s neck and ears. Beginning to scratch gently at the skin. He instantly scrunched up his shoulders as a fury of the most high pitched and bubbly giggles began to spill from his lips. They were now having a full on tickle fight. Despite his now frantic laughter, the male still took this as a chance. His nails began to crawl up his sides as he started to dance them all along his rib cage.

“NAHAHT FAhahair!” Nick yelled as his hands went lower, burrowing into the males armpits. Charlie gasped and tried his hardest not to fall back on his playful attack. Though with his arms wanting to desperately clamp down.. it was hard. “Hahaha! Hohohow’s thahahat giggles?!” He teased through his own fit of laughter.

“EEEAHAHA! Ohohokay! YOHohou asked for it!” He exclaimed suddenly once hearing the nickname. His hands travelled farther up as he now reached his underarms. Digging into the ticklish spot just as Nick had did previously.. except Nick was much more ticklish there then Charlie was. So instantly, his arms came flying down to protect himself. His laughter rising in octave as he pounded his fists on the ground. Kicking his legs as uncontrollable laughter filled the kitchen. “What’s wrohohong? Ticklish here?” He teased uncharacteristically, laughing as Nick shook his head back and forth desperately. All before throwing his head back with laughter. He really didn’t know what to do with himself.

“CHAHAHARLIE! PFFTAHAHA! IHIHIT TIHICKLES!” He screamed as all he could focus on was how much this tickled. The ticklish sparks and sensation clouding his mind. He was so happy at this very moment, laughing all his worries away at the hands of his adorable boyfriend. Charlie could tell, seeing how the blonde didn’t even try to tell him to stop. He was having fun, they both were having so much fun. Still, as his voice began to turn hoarse Charlie stopped his ministrations. His hands slipping out from under his arms as Nick laid defeatedly against the floor.

“Ohohohkay, I take it back. Yohou can win tickle fights too!” He laughed as Charlie stood proudly at his admittance.

“You didn’t do so bad yourself, grandpa.”

“You’ll never catch me!” Kaminari yelled as he ran for his life. Small giggles escaping his lips as the fun of being chased then tickled consumed his mind.

His attacker quickly ran after him. He was gaining on the electric student, and before he knew it, he caught him.

Kaminari let out a gasp and yelp when he felt himself being pinned down. His back against the cool grass with his arms stretched out to his sides. A chill ran down his spine as ice slowly began to engulf his arms.

“Todoroki noho!” Kaminari already kicked and squealed as the half n’ half hero sat on his waist, smirking down and giving Kaminari a poke to the side.

“What did I say about bothering me when I’m trying to study?” His cold hand reaching up to poke at the side of his friends neck.

“Hehehehehe! Toho nohot bohohother yohohou!” Kaminari tried shaking his head to get away from the cold fingers. Todoroki spidered his fingers along the other side of his neck with his other hand.

“Stahahahahap! Ihihihihit tihihickles!”

“It’s supposed to. Thank you for clarifying.” Todoroki moved his hands down to squeeze at the blondes sides. Kaminari jerked and squirmed under his touch. Small sparks starting to form around his fingers.

“I always thought Midoriya was our most ticklish classmate, but you may prove me wrong.” Todoroki teased, smiling at the blush on Kaminari’s face he got in return.

“Dohohohon’t tehehehehase mehehehehehe! Hehehehe mehehehanie!”

Todoroki pulled his hands away leaving a panting and pouting Kaminari underneath him.

“W-Why did you stop?”

“You called me a meanie. Clearly you don’t want me to tickle you. But it did seem like you wanted to be tickled because of how insistent you were when you were bothering me. So, do you want me to tickle you or not?”

Kaminari was speechless. He couldn’t answer that! How could he? He could barely say he was in a “mood” sometimes. Let alone say he wanted to be tickled!

“I- Uh…” Kaminari blushed and looked away.

“C’mon. I know you can say it.”

Kaminari still looked away.

“You’ve got this. I won’t judge you.” Todoroki said in a clam voice.

Kaminari turned his head to look at him. He felt safe. Comfortable. And ready to continue the fun they were having. He took a deep breath, and asked Todoroki to tickle him.

“No problem.” Todoroki laid his hands on top of Kaminari’s knees.

“Wait- wahahahait!” Kaminari lightly kicked his legs.

“Here, I’ll count down from three.”

“That’s way more flustering! Noho!” He yelped at a squeeze to his right knee. “Shh. I can’t count if I can’t concentrate.”

“Okahay.” Kaminari giggled in anticipation.

“Three~ Twooooo~” Todoroki sang two to stretch it out for a few seconds.

“Sahahay it already!”

“Well now I’ve lost count. Gotta start over.”

Kaminari whined through his giggles.

“Threeeee~ Twoooooo~ One!” Todoroki rapidly squeezed both kneecaps.

“YAHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *squeal* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

“Having fun?” Todoroki smirked, a rare sight, and continued squeezing above Kaminari’s kneecaps.

“YEHEHEHEHEHES! HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT UHUHUNDER THEHEHEM!! IHIHIHIT’S WOHOHORSE!! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA” He bucked even more when fingers scribbled under his knees.

“Oh really? I hadn’t noticed.”

A minute or so of tickling later, Kaminari yelled out the word red. The residential safe word of the dorms for all the tickle fights that happen. Todoroki unfroze Kaminari’s arms and helped him sit up.

“You okay?” Todoroki asked as he tried to bring his hand back. Kaminari held on tighter.

“Of course, buddy. Now let me give you a dose back.” “W-What?!”

Suddenly, Todoroki was the one on the grass. Kaminari hugging him from behind scribbling along his stomach and sides. Even nuzzling his face against the back of Todoroki’s neck.

“Nohohohohoho! Kahahahaminarihihihi! Stahahahahahahap!”

“Awww but why? Your laugh is so adorable. And I don’t get to hear it often. Plus I think I deserve some revenge.” He moved up to Todoroki’s underarms. Laughing at the shriek that escaped Todoroki’s mouth.

“YOU STAHARTED IHIHIHIT! NOHOHO! KAHAHAHAHAHAHAMIHIHIHI! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“You go for my death spot I go for yours. It’s only fahahahair- Hehehehey!” Todoroki managed to turn around quickly and start squeezing Kaminari’s ribs.

“Nohoho fahahahair you tickled me ahahahalready!” Kaminari moved his hands down to Todoroki’s stomach.

The two tickled each other till the both yelled truce and collapsed onto the grass. Faces flushed as they painted heavily.

Todoroki yelped and covered his side when Kaminari gave him a small shock to his lower rib.

“Thanks for that. I really needed it.” Kaminari said continuing to look up at the sky.

Todoroki smiled and did the same.