#amitlee

okay but picture this

sapnap and george are in the living room on the couch together, just talking about anything and watching tv to pass the time. there's some random sitcom on, they both aren't paying much attention to it, but suddenly there's a joke that makes george laugh

and it's the cutest damn laugh sapnap has ever heard

george turns to talk to sapnap about the joke through his leftover giggles, but he's not listening, he can't, not when george's laugh is still playing in his mind. he feels his fingers twitch and it's over before he even knows it himself

sapnap lunges at george, climbing up his body as george's back is pushed down against the couch cushions. george is screaming, practically wailing as sapnap shoves his hands under his arms and wiggles his fingers like his life depends on it. george is confused, begging, pleading, asking "whahat did i dohoho?!"

but sapnap doesn't stop. he can't!!!!!! not when george is this fucking cute squirming underneath his fingers. sapnap tells him just that, and george protests with a whine. this makes sapnap travel down to his ribs, digging between the bones harshly just to hear george scream his little heart out. he switches between squeezing his sides to knuckling his ribs, to scribbling over his quivering tummy. george is in stitches - he can feel tears on his cheeks and he thinks he might die if sap doesnt stop soon

unfortunately for george, sapnap just can't help himself, and so he continues down his body, rubbing deep circles into george's hip bones to make him buck his hips and break out into hysterics

🦙🦙🦙…

i can imagine a situation post-prison, where dream finally musters up the confidence to talk about his experience in prison with punz. of course the tickle therapy comes up, and of course dream struggles to go into massive detail,, but something that stands out to punz is his response to his question; “Do you think it helped.”

theres a pause, a shift in dream’s usually un-phased posture, a subtle hint of hesitancy in his shoulder shrug, and a small “A little…” following by “It reminded me of old times.”

and so punz kindly offers that they continue it, much to dreams absolute shock and horror. i kinda like to imagine that it starts as dream just demanding that he gets to get punz back. like not denying it. but also demanding something in return. which then just leads to them to a full blown tickle fight as they attempt to decide who goes first. like just trying to pin each other down and insisting that the other should undergo their tickle therapy first :(

Dream couldn’t help but giggle at the smaller boy squirming in his arms, suspended mere inches off the ground and kicking with all his might. His hands were wrapped around Sapnap’s torso, each hand on the opposite side of his body as Dream squeezed all ten fingers into the very sensitive ribs of the younger boy.

“P-Plehease! I-I didn’t mehehean to, Dreheam!” Sapnap tried to plead through his laughter, leaning his head back against Dream’s shoulder as he continued to kick pathetically as his ribs were ruthlessly squeezed. “I’m sohohorry, I’m sohOHORRY!”

“Haven’t you learned by now, Sap?” The younger boy let out a squeal, his whole body jolting in Dream’s arms as the tickling reached his top ribs, directly under his armpits. He let his pointer fingers do little circles, leaning his face to the left a bit to get as close to Sapnap’s ear as he could. Dream let his lips drag against the shell of his ear before digging back into Sapnap’s ribs, listening to the panicked giggles as he spoke.