This fic is actually for my friendโs @jeonginsdiary birthday๐ฅณ๐ Ik it was yesterday but better late than never๐ค. I wish you the best, happy late birthday๐๐(btw if you wanna be in my tag list just say it in the comments)
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Taglist: @hearts444innie111 @skznccmlee @jeonginsdiary
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โWhat kind of Halloween game is this?โ Hyunjin questioned, sitting down.
โYou just sit still, hyung. Itโs gonna be alright~โ Jeongin smiled, pulling some blue medical gloves on.
โWhat is this corny ass doctor costume youโre wearing? Are you going to inspect me, Innie?โ the taller giggled, pointing out the youngerโs outfit.
โOh, shut up. Itโs for the cosplay weโll be doing.โ Jeongin frowned.
โCosplay? Oh my God I thought you were a bit more grown than that!โ the long haired man laughed, throwing his head back.
The shorter threw a dirty look in Hyuneโs direction before jabbing his side.
โH-hehey quit that!โ Hyunjin covered his attacked body part.
โFine, Iโll do your stupid cosplay, but just because itโs Halloween soon. I know itโs your favourite holiday, you childโ he finally agreed after seeing Jeonginโs fingers getting close to his sensitive torso again.
โAlright, letโs start!โ Innie glowed with happiness, pulling out a tool box from what seemed like nowhere.
Hyunjin looked at the box in fear. Was he really going to take his organs out and apart or something?
โUhm, what is that? What are you going to do?โ the older shuffled around in his seat.
โOh itโs nothing. You just sit nice and still.โ Jeongin shrugged it off.
Hyunjin really loved his dear friend, there was barely anything he wouldnโt do for him. But if his speculations were true, he wasnโt so sure.
โYou arenโt going to tickle me, are you?โ Hyune nervously giggled.
โPlease, I would never. It shouldnโt tickle. Maybe a little, but thatโs not the poi-โ
โYOU SAID IT WOULDNโT TICKLE YOU LIAR! GET ME OUT OF HERE! IโM NOT DOING THIS!โ Hyunjin howled, trying to push himself away, only to be met with Jeonginโs strong hands pushing him right back.
โNu-uh you arenโt going anywhere! Now sit still for once and take it like the man you are.โ Innie encouraged, gripping his shoulders tightly.
The older breathed in and out. Surely he could do this, right? I mean, itโs just a little tickling, nothing he canโt handle. Heโs been wrecked hundreds if not thousands of times by his bandmates. But why does this time feel so different?
Why does this challenge sound rather tempting, exciting, even. Hyunjin canโt help but notice a certain heat creeping up to his ears.
โYou ready?โ Jeongin snapped him right out of his thoughts
โHuh- what no- I mean, yes? I donโt kn-OHOHOHOW STOHOHOP THAT!โ Hyune absolutely screamed when Innie just so happened to squeeze his side.
โGood Lord youโre ticklish. Wait let me write this down. Iโm a doctor after all~โ
โYeah, right thatโs what weโre doing. So what am I supposed to be cosplaying as again?โ Hyunjin slumped down in his seat.
โWell, Iโm the tickle doctor and youโre the very curious patient who wants to find out his best tickle spots!โ Jeongin happily rambled out after giving it a quick thought.
The taller almost buzzed in his seat. The insane flustering butterflies he got in his stomach from that situation had him concerned.
โSo, where are the sore spots you want me to inspect? Perhaps the ribs, or maybe your neck? They both look really tense~โ Jeongin teased, poking said spots.
โA-alright. The most sore spots are my h-hips, thighs, my uhโฆ sides, under the arms andโฆ my earsโฆโ Hyunjin stuttered out.
I.N. blinked rapidly. He didnโt expect the older to give in that quickly. He seemed stubborn to begin with.
โOk my dear patient, let me start with your earsโฆโ Jeongin calmly said, pulling out a red feather from his tool box.
Hyunjin wrapped his fingers around his chair and waited for the flustering feeling to come.
Innie very gently wiggled the soft tool around Hyuneโs sensitive ears. The taller was twitching and jumping, weirdly enough doing everything in his will to keep still and let the feather explore his hyper ticklish body part.
โAhahahaha I canโt take it, itโs too t-ticklihihihish! Get this feather away from mehehe!โ He giggled, stomping his feet onto the ground.
โHyung, youโre the cutest! Iโm going to write this down as aโฆ 6.7 out of 10.โ the younger scribbled the number down onto his note pad.
Hyunjin slumped back down into his seat. He was so tired after only a few seconds. God knows how much more torture awaits him later onโฆ
โOk so next we have the neck! Are you ready? Iโll be using the same feather and my fingers this time.โ Jeongin happily announced, wiggling said fingers in the air.
Hyunjin felt his stomach do 13 backflips in a row. His neck was extremely sensitive, especially to gentle touches.
Innie dragged the feather around, sometimes wiggling it a little quicker in certain spots, making Hyunjin squeal and jerk his body to the opposite side. But overall, he kept pretty damn still.
Hyune was quickly breathing in and out, suppressed giggles escaping his mouth. Jeongin suddenly switched to using his fingers for the attack.
โGAHAHAHA JEONGIN STOOHOHOP!โ the older exclaimed, gripping onto the armrests of the chair for dear life.
He scrunched his neck down, trying to protect as much area as possible. But when I.N. would shove and wriggle his fingers around the open crevices it would tickle 100 times more.
When the younger didnโt stop, Hyunjin lifted his arms up and pushed Jeonginโs fingers away. He just could not handle it anymore.
โOk now that is ticklish. Iโll mark that as an 8 out of 10. Seems right, hyungie?โ Jeongin asked teasingly, squiggling his pen onto the paper quickly.
โYeheheah thatโs about correctโฆโ Hyunjin breathed out.
โNext we have.. Ooh youโre gonna love this! Chest and ribs! Isnโt that your favourite?โ the younger enthusiastically exclaimed.
Hyune threw his head back. Just the thought of fingers roaming around his hypersensitive upper body madi him squirm.
โYouโre gonna have to hold yourself in place now, dear patient. I canโt risk myself getting hurt!โ the shorter played into the role, fixing his fake glasses and adjusting his blue plastic gloves.
โWHAT?! No way! I canโt do that!โ he yelled, hugging himself in an attempt to cover the sensitive body parts.
Jeongin simply pushed one of his arms away as a hysterical Hyunjin wiggled around desperately. The younger then vibrated his fingers on the side of Jinโs pec, making the poor patient almost fall off the chair.
Luckily Jeongin had thought about this, quickly pushing him back into his seat with his thighs. Hyunjin desperately pushed at the clawing hand stuck somewhere between his right armpit and pec.
โSTOHOHOHOHOHOP I CAHAHAHANโT YOUโRE CRAHAHAHAHAZY I HATE YOU GAHAHAHAHAHA!โ the older screamed, slamming his body up and down, side to side, trying everything to ease the feeling down.
But Jeongin didnโt give in. He kept up the tickle attack, giving the dreaded spot a few more squeezes before standing back up.
โAt this rate, weโre going to go over the limit! I think thatโs a really strong 9.2 out of 10, and weโve only hit like what, 3 spots? Youโre definitely too ticklish for this, Hyunjin.โ
โYeheheah, maybe I amโฆโ the older slumped down in his seat.
Jeongin really tickled all the energy out of him with these last few spots. But he knew what was coming, and he hated to admit that he was kinda anticipating it.
โHow about we do 2 last spots, no, 3 last spots, hyung?โ Jeongin offered, scribbling down more words onto his little notepad.
โ3 spots? No way. Youโll have to at least tell what they are.โ Hyunjin jumped up.
โHips, thighs and knees! Ooh those are my favorite. I cannot lie, Iโm incredibly sensitive there, too.โ said the younger, shivering at the thought.
โYouโre crazy, man. Alright, well Iโm all yours, go ahead.โ
โWow, no protesting, no violence, no nothing? This must be heaven!โ the shorter happily cheered, placing his fingers on Hyunjinโs hip bones.
The dancer just gripped his arm rests so tightly that his fingers started to whiten. This was going to be challenging.
โAHAHAHAHAHA JEONGIN I REHEHEHELY CANโT HANDLE THIS BAHAHAHAHAHA!!โ he immediately roared in ticklish agony, almost throwing the younger off like a mechanical bull.
โOh youโre squirmy. But I think you can hold your self juuuust fine. Come on, you wouldnโt want to hurt your favorite doctor now, hyung.โ Jeongin teased, vibrating two fingers into the soft skin.
โPLEHEHEHEHEASE THIS IS TOO MUCH! STOHOHOHOP!โ Hyune begged, but the maknae was ruthless, only pushing in deeper and making his poor patient a laughing mess.
Soon, he did almost stumble to the ground after hitting a specifically sensitive spot, which seemed to be his sign to step off.
โYouโre the wohohorst fucking fucking doctor Iโve ever met. You almost killed me back then, dumbass!โ Hyunjin barked out, trying to seem as angry as possible. Although it was impossible with that big goofy smile on his face.
โPlease, hyung, I know you donโt hate this. Just hold on for a few more minutes and youโll be fine.โ Jeongin waved him off.
โHow would you rate that spot, huh doc?โ Hyunjin crossed his arms over his chest, completely ignoring the maknaes statement.
โOh god, I donโt know. Iโd like to say 10. Would that be right, my dear patient?โ
โHmmmmโฆ it was a pretty sore spot, I canโt lie. But after youโve applied your โฆtreatment or whatever, it hurts much less.โ
โWell, Iโm glad youโre better.โ Jeongin smiled, writing his rating down.
Hyunjin fiddled with his fingers and bounced in his chair. He was nervous about the next spots, because his thighs and knees were terribly ticklish. But he was sure that after his hips, nothing could be worse.
However, this little doctor visit did seem to unironically help him a little. He swore he had forgotten every single one of his troubles or deadlines of projects in these last few minutes.
But his thoughts were quickly reverted back to his โsore spotsโ after Jeongin gave one of his thighs a squeeze.
โSo, shall we start?โ the maknae adjusted his glasses and looked up at Hyunjin.
โYeah, sure.โ the patient agreed.
โWhat specific spots are bothering you the most, hyung?โ Jeongin asked, drawing little circles on the tallers sensitive skin.
โU-uhum itโs worse on the inner part and the back of the thighs. Super bad. Hurts very much.โ Hyunjin stuttered out, twitching at the little circular movements.
He threw his head back with a smile, holding as much in as possible.
โOk, let me check this out.โ Jeongin smirked.
He slowly wrapped his fingers around the firm muscle. Hyunjin flinched.
โWow, it must hurt a lot. How about I doโฆ this?โ the younger teasingly experimented by giving one of the thighs a quick squeeze.
โAGH! Dohohonโt do thatโฆโ Hyunjin whined, flopping his head around. But all he did was hold on even tighter and try his absolute best to keep himself still.
And then Jeongin just dug right in, no mercy, no nothing.
โGAHAHAHAHA JEONGIN STOP I CAHAHANT!!โ the taller screamed, clasping his legs together. He clenched his hair, the arm rests, flopped around like a fish. But he never once pushed the vocalist's hands away.
The doctor on the other hand was completely ignoring every single insult being thrown at him. He just mercilessly smushed the skin between his fingers.
Jeongin was using every tactic known to man: he was squeezing the sensitive part where the knee and thigh met, prodding at the soft underside of the thigh, grabbing and vibrating the hyper ticklish inner part of the thigh and pushing into it.
Hyunjin was absolutely mad. He seemed on the brink of insanity.
โJUHUHUHUST STOHOHOHOP-ohohopโฆโ he begged, his laugh slowly dying out.
The taller had no energy to even swear the fuck out of the maknae. He was just limply catching his breath and trying to make it out alive.
โAlright, it should be all good now. Does it hurt?โ Jeongin pondered, giving the exhausted thighs one last poke.
โY-yehehehes itโs all healthy now. Butโฆ my knees are still sore. You think you could give them a light massage or something. The last treatment was rather brutal.โ Hyunjin dared to ask.
โWow, youโre still hungry for more? Say less!โ
Jeongin grabbed the olderโs kneecaps. Hyunjinโs right, he should be a little softer this time.
โLet me just do a normal check up on your knees. I think theyโre pretty healthy.โ Jeongin scratched his head, pulling out his tool box yet again.
โWait, you didnโtโฆ you didnโt rate theโฆ umโฆโ
โOh, right! Good lord your thighs are the strongest 10 yet.โ
โYeah, maybe because you tormented them the most, bastard.โ Hyunjin rolled his eyes.
โSay that again and Iโll make you go through it all over.โ Jeongin gave him a look, grabbing aโฆ head massager?
โWhatโs that for?โ Hyunjin curiously asked.
โYouโll see, dummy.โ
Jeongin slowly walked up to his patient, kneeling down beside him. He put the head massager (the one that looks like a whisk) on the poor manโs knee.
The maknae pushed the tool back into the kneecap, successfully making the taller flinch like crazy.
โOhohohok I understand now. It actually feels kindaโฆ nice.โ Hyunjin giggled.
โNo way, does this feel nice, hyungie?โ Jeongin playfully asked, dropping the massager and fully digging into the sensitive bone.
โAGH! JEONGIN DOHOHOHONโT!โ the older jumped, stomping and kicking his feet like a kid.
โCome on, you can take it.โ Jeongin waved him off, keeping up the work.
He pretended to be examining his knees, folding them in and out, squeezing the underside of them, spreading his fingers slowly along the bone; doing anything to make the experience as ticklish as possible.
Finally, Jeongin stood up, writing one last thing down in his notebook and putting all his tools away.
โHow was your appointment, Hyunjin hyung?โ
The older thought for a second. Should he be honest or not?
His fight or flight instincts were on, and he flew out of that room as fast as one can.
โIT WAS AMAZING!โ he yelled, his voice being left behind him in the โdoctors officeโ, aka Jeonginโs room.
The younger just shook his head, taking his rather uncomfortable gloves off.
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I hope you liked it๐ฅน Iโm fully aware itโs Halloween themed when itโs been like 4 months since that holiday but I donโt GAF๐ Yaโll better take what is given๐คฌ
