#chan.

“You knew what you were doing with that photo shoot, weren’t you?”

“Nohoho! No please I’m sohohory! P-Plehehehase!” Chan squealed when Minho’s fingers went ever closer to his underarms, just to move away at the last moment with a smirk on his face. Ever since Chan had decided on collaborating for a photoshoot with his arms up, right in a beautiful tank top exposing his delicate armpits, Lee Know wasn’t hesitant to hunt him down in an instant, carrying a squirming Bangchan over his head like no one’s business.

Now, with the threat he’d get it twice in the intensity if he dared disobey, Chris was forced to have his arms up on his own will, shrieking whenever Lino got way too close to his armpits just to back away; it wasn’t fair, he knew exactly how to push the older’s buttons.

Worst of all? He loved it, and didn’t even pull his arms down once.

“Round and round the merry go round~” The bunny ignored Chan’s desperate apologies, walking his fingers right into the wolf’s armpits, but never fully indulging in making it more than featherlight in his fingertips. His fingers went in small circles like a merry go round, circling the smooth skin in torturously gentle motions. Chan squealed at the top of his lungs, not putting his arms down still but giggling his head off like a mad man.

“No Noho no! P-Please dohohohon’t tehehehase! Min!” Chris was more than desperate to get something more, to feel the sensations that made him writhe all over the bed, but they never came. Minho simply refused to listen, a smug smirk of knowing he had won in this little game for once in his life.

“Aww..want to be wrecked? Want these fingers to scribble all over your armpits? You sure you can handle it?” Lee Know obnoxiously bombarded the older with an array of questions, knowing damn well that his malfunctioned and flustered brain would be nowhere near comprehending any of that any time soon. He only saw a timid nod, an a very idiotic, but cute smile on the Aussie’s face.

Finally giving the leader what he wanted, the bunny kneaded deep into the hollows of the older’s underarms, making him go into crazed laughter. The anticipation didn’t help him in the slightest, the tiny tingles that he craved to become more now hitting him tenfold. Arms immediately crashing down, Chan squirmed like a fish out of water, eyes crinkling into a happy smile.

“AHAHAHAH! WA-WAIT! EHEHEHAHA! MIN! MIN PLEA- PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Nope, no waiting. You wanted this, don’t go back on your words~” Minho teased lowly, oh how he loved and relished whenever he wasn’t on the receiving end of those tickles, he even considered creating an entire new persona just to deal with a giddy and a leader called Bang Chan in the future, it truly was a sight to behold.

Tears streamed down the older’s cheeks from being so content, kicking out his legs like a little kid as he begged and screamed for mercy, but Minho never let up, chuckling and releasing his nimble fingers only, and only when he felt his fingers being pushed at desperately.