#chibiwrites

There was something wrong. The weretiger usually wore his emotions like a badly-fitted coat—always tripping over guilt, shame, self-loathing, and still managing to offer some sorry excuse of a smile through it all.

But not tonight.

Tonight he was quiet. Too quiet. There was no half smile, he was just, Still. And Akutagawa didn't  like it.

Akutagawa closed his book. Loudly. No response.

“…You’re acting strange,” he said flatly.

Atsushi blinked, slowly turning his head. His eyes looked a little glassy.

“I’m just tired,” he muttered. Even he didn't believe his own lie.

“Tch. You said that already.”

“Well… maybe I still am.”

That wasn’t it. Akutagawa knew it wasn’t.

There was a scrape of chair legs across wood as he stood up, deliberate in every step as he crossed the room.

Atsushi didn’t even react when Akutagawa crouched in front of him.

He just looked… small.

And Akutagawa hated it.

“You’re sulking.”

“I’m not sulking.”

Akutagawa narrowed his eyes. “You’re brooding. You have that pathetic furrow between your brows again.”

Atsushi’s lips twitched, but the ghost of a smile never fully formed. “Maybe I just messed up today. Again. Maybe it’s my fault those civilians got hurt. Maybe—”

poke.

Atsushi was startled. His whole body jumped.

Akutagawa’s finger lingered just at his side. He looked positively smug.

“…What was that?” Atsushi squeaked.

“You flinched,” Akutagawa replied simply. “And you made one of those squeaky noises again.”

“That’s not—Akutagawa, don’t—”

Another poke. This time higher. More deliberate.

“D-don’t! I’m being serious—!”

“So am I,” Akutagawa said, voice soft but unrelenting as he reached again. Atsushi moved to avoid his fingers but Akutagawa knew his moves all too well. Whichever way Atsushi moved to avoid his fingers Akutagawa would go to the opposite side, faking him out only to attack anyway. 

Akutagawa’s fingers struck again—this time not a single jab, but a series of quick, feather-light prods beneath Atsushi’s ribs.

“GYAH—A-Akuta—! H-hehey! STAHAHAHAP!”

Atsushi curled forward instinctively, arms folding tightly around his torso as he twisted on the bed, trying to scoot away. But Akutagawa followed, calm as ever, movements precise as a scalpel.

“I don’t understand.” His tone was maddeningly flat. “If you’re tired, why are you squirmingso much?”

“BECAUSE YOU’RE TIHIHIHICKLING ME!”

“Hm.” Another thoughtful prod, this time targeting the edge of Atsushi’s waist. “Are you going to admit it?”

“Th-That’s not—” poke poke poke “WAHAHAIT—OKAY! Ohohokay! I AHAHA-ADMIT IT!”

Akutagawa actually smiled, just barely—so faint it could be missed if you weren’t looking directly at him. “Good. Then this is effective.”

He sat beside Atsushi now, his fingers slipping beneath the loose hem of the other’s shirt with no hesitation, pressing into the dips between ribs with exacting care. Atsushi howled.

“NOHOHO FAHAHAIR—Th-That’s—AHAHAHA—I c-can’t—!”

“You said you didn’t want to talk. So I found a better method.”

“THIS IS NOT A METHOD!”

“You’re smiling.”

Atsushi gasped through his giggles, his hands flailing and useless, trying to push Akutagawa off—but the black-clad Port Mafia member had that terrifyingly calm energy about him. Focused. Composed. Like this was all part of some clinical experiment.

“Your reflexes are slow. You're easy to provoke,” Akutagawa observed as if he were reading a case file. “Your underarms are especially reactive.”

“D-Don’t you DARE—!!”

Too late.

Akutagawa struck again, fingers skimming deliberately up Atsushi’s sides, thumbs pressing into the vulnerable hollows just beneath his arms. The shriek that ripped out of Atsushi’s throat could’ve shaken the roof.

“AKUTAGAWAAAAA—!!”

The name burst from Atsushi’s lips in a squealing, desperate cackle as he twisted hard to the side, nearly rolling off the bed.

Akutagawa caught him by the shoulder without a word, steadying him easily. His grip wasn’t rough—but it was firm. Intentional. Like he’d never let him fall.

Not even from something as stupid as laughter.

“Stop moving,” he muttered.

“S-s-stop tickling me!” Atsushi cried, breathless, red-faced, and trembling. His chest rose and fell rapidly as giggles still clung to the edges of his voice. “Y-you’re such a—a jerk—!”

His comments didn't seem to phase Akutagawa but while he continued to wreck the weretiger a thought came to him. “I do happen to remember Dazai mentioning something to me in passing.” His hands slowed while he hovered them over the younger boy. Atsushi's giggles weren't as loud or forced just reminance of what just occurred, he looked up at Akutagawa unaware of what he was about to do. The black robed portmafia member lowered his hands shifting the weretigers shirt up just the tiniest bit revealing his belly button and Atsushi’s eyes went wide. 

“NO NONONO DONT! HE WAS LYING!” Akutagawa’s face was still as stoic as it always was as he let out a huff.

“Heh, for someone calling Dazai-san a liar you sure seem awfully defensive.” Atsushi grabbed his shirt immediately pulling it down causing the other to scoff. “Are you really going to make me have to use Rashouman?” And the weretiger who had just thought things couldn't get any worse. He tried to bolt.

“Rashouman!” Before Atsushi even made it off the bed he was pulled back and his arms moved above his head, although held by Rashouman the hold was uncharacteristically gentle. Akutagwa moved Atsushi’s shirt back up just a bit higher than his belly button this time. “Now Dazai said this spot was only to be used if extremely necessary, and I think wiping that annoying mopey look off your face entitles this to be completely necessary.”

With that Akutagawa held out a single finger and lowered it towards his button and Atsushi freaked out.

“NONONO OKOKOK I'M DONE MOPING I WONT BROOD ANYMORE!!!”

“You surely won't after this” his finger delves into Atsushi’s belly button and a scream bursts out of the weretigers mouth of that of someone being murdered. 

“AKUTAGAWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO” Akutagawa remained stoic as ever while he wrecked Atsushi into a new dimension. His finger swirled in his bellybutton not so much digging but just enough to tickle like hell. The things Dazai had let Akutagawa in on seemed to have a major effect on Atsushi so why not try something else he thought to himself. Inadmitably Akutagawa lowered his head towards Atsushi’s tummy and this only caused his squirming to worsen ten fold. 

“NONONONO DONT YOU DAHAHAHRE”

“Oh I dare Weretiger, and I shall.” He says this with an uncharacteristic smirk on his face, and once lowered he blows. Blows a long hard raspberry on Atsushi’s belly button and he shrieks, the noise so high pitched it almost startles Akuatagawa. He almost stops but wiping that dumb sad look off his partner's face is what his main goal was right now. 

“AIEEEEEEEEEHHEHEHEHEHEHE CRAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP AKUTAGAWA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO” his body thrashes and Rashouman holds firm, to keep his waist in place in holds Atsushi’s hips down with his hands and just to be a little more sadistic he rolls his thumbs into his hip dips. Atsushi’s body fights for a moment longer before collapsing allowing himself to laugh. Allowing himself to forget about what happened tonight. Besides being tickled to the brink by the rabid dog of the mafia, it feels good to be able to let go despite laughing til he can't breathe.

Only when Akutagawa sees tears and how red his face truly is and how his breathing has changed does he stop, he finally lets his hands fall away and sits up bringing his mouth away from the weretiger’s tummy as well as releasing Rashouman’s hold. His expression didn’t change much—but there was something calmer about it. Less tense.

“…You were upset,” he said simply.

Atsushi blinked, thrown off by the shift in tone. “Huh?”

“You were brooding. Again. That look on your face…” Akutagawa paused, then frowned. “It’s worse than your whining.”

“I wasn’t—” Atsushi hesitated. His arms dropped from their defensive curl, and he exhaled. “…Okay. Maybe I was a little off.”

Akutagawa didn't reply. His gaze flicked down—toward Atsushi’s hands, still faintly trembling from the aftershock of laughter—and then away again, jaw tightening.

"I like you more when you're laughing," he muttered.

The silence stretched between them.

Atsushi slowly blinked, shocked by the words coming out of Akutagawa’s mouth, his cheeks flushing. 

"Don't make me say it again."

A laugh—this one real, worn around the edges but warm—escaped Atsushi before he could stop it. It was softer now. No hysteria, no forced grin. Just… genuine.

He rubbed the back of his neck, still pink. “I- um. Thanks for uh… for cheering me up.”

“You’re welcome Weretiger” Atsushi moved hesitantly but made his way beside him laying just close enough.

“If I see that look on your face again while we're on this mission I won't hesitate to do it again Weretiger” Akutagawa says flatly.

Atsushi doesn't say anything but cuddles up to him regardless, causing Akutagawa to stiffen for a moment before relaxing. “Pathetic” he says dryly but wraps his arms around Atsushi anyway.

There's a silence for a beat, and Atsushi leans up pecking a kiss on Akutagwa’s cheek, and immediately the paler of the two goes red.

“…Thanks Ryu.” Atsushi says again, cuddling into his partner, and before long Atsushi was actually able to sleep in the comforting embrace of his partner's arms.

Akutagawa looked down at the sleeping weretiger in his arms. His face remained stoic at first but the corner of his mouth twitched. Just once.

“You smiled,” he said quietly.

He held him for the rest of the night til he fell asleep alongside him.

The Going Merry was docked at another harbor while Luffy and the others went to get supplies you decided to watch the boat while Zoro took one of his naps. You were sitting in the kitchen eating a snack Sanji cooked for you before he left with the others. He made heart eyes at you before he left making the same ones at Nami following behind her. All you could do was roll your eyes and laugh at how easily he could be distracted by a pretty girl. Although you didn’t consider yourself pretty the boys definitely did especially Zoro.

Be it of all the people on the straw hat crew Zoro was your favorite. He was funny but stoic knew how to handle situations but was also just a giant dad. You watched as he laid in his special corner, you smiled to yourself as he looked peaceful.

It took you a while but you wound up being able to clean the ship up a bit whether it be above deck or below clean the dishes etc. By the time you were done Zoro remained in his place in the corner, you make your way over to him giving him a light peck on the cheek. Unbeknownst to you Zoro had been awake for a while, he was listening while you were singing to yourself as you washed the dishes.

You shrank yourself down and laid your head on his lap planning to take a rest yourself. You closed your eyes and listened to his breathing that was until you felt a hand brush hair behind your ear causing a shutter to fly up your spine and a gasp to come out of your mouth. Your eyes shoot open and you’re staring up at Zoro’s smirking face.

“Can I help you Y/n” He stared down at you not changing his gaze.

You lay there your head still in his lap speechless, unable to think of anything to say as he continues to smugly stare at you.

“I-I uh” You stutter.

You and Zoro weren’t exactly dating but it was kind of an unsaid thing, it kinda just happened but regardless he loved to fluster you over every little thing. The way your cheeks would get so red over the littlest of things it always put a smile on his face.

“Look at you. Even after all this time you still get all red faced.” He smiled as you struggled to say anything. He picked you up adjusting you so that you were now comfortably in his lap. You let out a squeak as he did this.

“Z-Zoro.” It almost sounded like a whine.

“What I can’t take a nap with my girl in my arms?”

Your face tinted a deep pink as he spoke.

“N-no I just..”

“You what, don’t tell me you don’t like my cuddles anymore?” He loves to play with you.

“NoNono!” You defended quickly.

“Next thing your gonna tell me is your don’t like the little kisses I give you.”

Zoro chuckles and leans down gently pressing kisses over your face from your forehead to your cheeks and finally your neck. After the first two kisses were pressed onto your neck you gasped and a squeal escaped your lips. Zoro pulls back and his smile grows bigger.

“Now look at that my girl is giggling already and I’ve haven’t even tickled your cute little tummy yet.” It had been known for a while, although Nami found out before Zoro but the straw hat crew knew you had a joy for tickles and or being tickled. Nami would poke you every so often, Sanji does it only with your consent obviously but with Zoro it was different. They all respected your boundaries but even so Zoro knew just how to push all of your buttons without going past them.

“Zorohoho.” You giggled out. Without even thinking and out of instinct, your hands fly to your face trying to cover the quickly approaching blush.

“What’s wrong giggle bug?” He lets out a mock gasp. “Don’t tell me!? You don’t like tickles anymore. Oh my goodness well that’s a problem, we gotta fix this right away.” With that his hand move from holding you in place in his lap to gently skittering his fingers over your ribs switches back and from there to your sides. “This a big problem how else am I supposed to get my girl all giggly and flustered?” He smiles as you giggle still in his lap as you remained there knowingly trying not to get away.

“Z-Zorohohohoho nohohohoho.” Your arms are gently clamped to your sides now trapping his hands.

“No what bug? Well look at that maybe you do still like tickles and mine to be exact, your trapping my hands now darlin.” His hands remain where they are as his fingers wiggle a bit faster. You continue to squirm in his lap but refuse to pull yourself away. With a gentle smile he lays you down on the deck. “You know it’s been a while since I’ve given you a tummy exam. I think it’s about time we change that. Now you remember the rules don’t you, you gotta stay still for me alright darlin?” In response all you can do is giggle but you nod your head as you watch Zoro sit beside your tummy.

He slowly brings his fingers down already causing you to giggle before he even touches you. “And look at that the air tickles still work too.” He says before finally finding purchase on your tummy gliding his fingers gently across your skin, soft enough to almost give you goosebumps. You continue to giggle as he continues.

“Z-zorohohoho” You were able to mumble out a giggle from behind your hands as you still attempt to hide your face. “Darlin all your sayin is my name, come on say somethin else for me.” He says this as his hands go down and squeeze your hips a couple times causing you to let out a squeal.

“NOHohohoho” He chuckles again.

“That’s another thing you keep saying is no, when I know for a matter of fact you absolutely love when we tickle you, specifically me. Like when I get close to your tummy.” He says this as he lowers his head to your stomach. “And…” he pauses and then presses gentle tickle kisses all over your tummy from your sides to your belly button to your ribs.

“NOHOHOHOHO” You squeal out your hands instinctively coming down to Zoro’s head, not pushing him a way to stop him but just resting in his hair. “Ok now we know the kisses work on this tummy how about……” he pauses again and then before you can stop him he presses his head down again blowing a raspberry on your tummy and repeats this on your sides and your button in random intervals.

“ZOROHOHOHOHOHOHO!” You squealing now, your hands ravaging his hair as he blows raspberries and occasionally nips and noms on your tummy like a hungry animal letting out a growl every now and then.

“Speaking of which I’m really hungry while we’re waiting for Sanji and the others to come back I think I’ll have some ribs.” Saying this his hands travel up your ribs kneading gently on and between them. “You’ve got all your ribs still don’t ya bug?”With that he starts from the bottom to the top counting in his head. “You still gotta keep still for me ok I gotta make sure you’re nice and healthy.” He counts your ribs and “officially confirms” all your ribs are there.

“P-plehehehehease Z-Zorohohoho” you giggled trying to regain your breath as he gave you a breather.

“Please what huh, I’m just trying to make sure my girl’s still the same girl. The one who likes her tickles, the one who loves it when I play with her hair, gives her random kisses or pokes who absolutely loves when I fluster her to pieces.” He smiles down at you as he says these things. “You’re still my girl aren’t you? Huh cutie?” He pokes your tummy again.

Chuuya’s day was long and aggravating, first some dumbass put a bomb under his car cough Dazai cough, second after getting knocked around during a mission he was terribly sore and third Mori had him do this tall ass stack of paper work all he wanted to do was go home and eat.

After walking up the flight of stairs to his shared apartment he stood in front of the door realizing it’d been left slightly opened. He was gonna kill the dumbass he shoved the door open the rest of the way causing it to slam against the wall.

“YOU BASTARD DO WANT US TO GET ROBBED!?” Chuuya raged through the apartment looking for the suicidal maniac. He heard giggling coming from the living room. He made his way in there only to see Dazai lying on the couch reading a picture book.

“Hi Chibi did you know this hungry caterpillar really loves to eat he’s kinda like Ranpo in a way” he giggled to himself as he went back to casually reading.

Chuuya groaned and used his ability to close the apartment door. “Whatever, I don’t have the patience to really care right now.” He walked away into their shared bedroom to change, after doing so he lazily sauntered into the small kitchen dressed in his gray sweat pants and an oversized sweatshirt. His stomach growled loudly causing Dazai to giggle again.

“Chibi’s really hungry.”

“Shut the hell up Dazai.” He muled out plainly as he opened the fridge. He stood there for a second gaping, before shutting the fridge and then opening it again as if to do a double take. He looked around the produce and other foods places in there. He knows he had extra dumplings from their dinner last night. He again closed the fridge and opened the freezer to see if Dazai was pulling one of his dumbass pranks but they weren’t there either. “Dazai did you eat my fucking dumplings?!” Chuuya shouted. There was only silence until Dazai responded with a loud and whiny “WHAT!!” Even though he knew Chuuya could hear him without having to do so.

Chuuya’s feet slapped against the wood floor as he walked to the living room once more. “Mackerel. Did you. Eat. My fucking. Dumplings.” Dazai giggles again but closed his book and sat it on the coffee table before standing before his said Chibi. He stood there and smirked down at him.

And fucking giggled. Again.

Chuuya’s limit had peaked, his patience was gone. He tackled the brunette to the floor and straddled his waist.

“I’ll fucking kill you!!” He shouted going to grab the others neck. “Did you fucking eat them?!” He questioned again.

Dazai smiled up at him for once. “Did not in fact eat them, simply moved them somewhere Chuuya won’t find them.” He stated this matter of factly as if proud.

We all know he was

Before Chuuya could even think his hands latched themselves to Dazai’s ribs, kneading them with vigor. He was gonna kill him, like really kill him. Dazai arched his back and let out a loud yelp before dissolving into laughter.

“CH-CHIBIHIHIHIHIHI SHOULDN’T T-TREAT HIS MASTER THIHIHIHIHIS WAHAHAHAY!!”

Chuuya scoffed. “Shut the hell up and laugh you asshole.” Dazai did exactly that and continued to squirm as Chuuya meticulously tickled his ribs he had loosely gripped Chuuya’s wrists as he continued. To keep him on his toes Chuuya moved down to Dazai’s hips taking his thumbs to those skinny dips in his hips using his other fingers to get his back.

Dazai screeched and tried to twist and turn his body like he didn’t enjoy this. “I had a really shit day today Dazai, I just wanted to come home and eat but no, you always know how to get on my damn nerves.”

“C-CHIBI’S B-BUTTONS AHAHAHAHAHARE FUHUHUHUHUHUN!!!” This caused Chuuya to now smirk down at him.

“Oh and your buttons are soooooo much more satisfying to push” he leaned down his breath tickling his ear. “And you love it the same if not more than I do, don’t you?”

Dazai’s cheeks were already flushed from laughing so much but his blush spread to his neck when Chuuya mentioned this. It’s not like they didn’t both know he enjoyed it, Chuuya knew damn well pointing it out made it worse. “And I know exactly how to push every. Single. One of them.” He whisper into his ear punctuating every sentence with a tweak to his hips.

“I thought Ch-Chuuya was hungry?”

Dazai asked with just a tiny stutter.

“Oh I am. But instead of dumplings I’m thinking of something better.” He brought his head back up a little smirking down at his partner. He moved his body down now sitting on his thighs. As Chuuya began leaning himself down again Dazai freaked out.

“NO NOHoho Bahahahad chibi Bahahad dog nohoho!” He squirmed trying to push Chuuya away but before gaining any leverage Chuuya pressed his head down on Dazai’s tummy and blew the biggest raspberry he could bringing one hand down to tickle his hip with his thumb and the other hand went up to knead his skinny ribs.

Dazai quite literally shrieked. Having three spots targeted at once was awful, and the raspberry was just the cherry on top, the electric feeling shooting through his body to his brain was killing him.

“C-CHIBIHIHIHIHIHIHI NOHOHOHOHOHOHO D-DOHOHOHOHON’T S-STOHOHOHOHOHOP!!”

Chuuya laughed at him. “Oh I don’t plan on stopping til I’m full Dazai, speaking of which now it’s time for dessert.” Chuuya then maneuvered himself quickly launching himself up Dazai’s body and latching his mouth on Dazai’s neck peppering kissing and slightly nibbling at the skin while his hands were now trapped in his underarms.

The guttural scream that left Dazai’s mouth should’ve and could’ve been reported as someone being murdered. Chuuya smiled into his neck as he continued to break him down.

“NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA CH-CHUUYA P-PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE W-WAHAHAHAHAHAIT!!”

“What exactly am I waiting for Dazai I’m eating myself a full course meal right now, which is quite satisfying I might add.” Dazai continued to let out shrill screams as Chuuya continued to torment him on his worst spot.

W-WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT OKOKOKAHAHAHAHAY I-ILL BUY MOHOHOHOHOHORE S-STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!”

“When exactly do you plan on buying more because I’m hungry now Dazai I don’t wanna wait for your lazy ass to go to the store and buy more.”

OKAHAHAHAHAHAY OKAHAHAHAY FUCK ILL MAHAHAHAKE THEM J-JUST FUHUHUHUCKING STOHOHOHOHOP!!”

Chuuya slowly but surely took his head out of Dazai’s neck but let his fingers slowly and gently remain to tickle his tummy.

“Oh really you’ll make them for me?” He cocked his head to the side looking down at him again.

Dazai nodded frantically still giggling. “Yehehes.” Chuuya chuckled at Dazai’s soft giggles before pressing a soft kiss down on his tummy causing Dazai to flinch.

“Don’t worry I’m done but get your ass in that kitchen now, and make my damn dumplings.” He got up off Dazai leaving him on the floor a flustered giggly mess to lay in their bed to wait for his well deserved home made dinner.

After unwillingly played same team Weretiger, Akutagawa had hoped it would bring him and Dazai closer. Seeing as Atsushi was clearly his favorite. I mean he did abandon the mafia and then bring this sparkly new toy into the picture. But even after the hectic fight with the guild nothing seemed to change.

Dazai had come by to mess with chuuya his per usual everyday activity. His plan today was just to follow him around and pick and poke at every little thing he did.

Now Akutagawa understood this to some degree they were ex partners so yes there was kinda a relationship there (whether it be romantic or otherwise) he still longed even that type of attention from Dazai, anything any type of interaction that showed Dazai acknowledged him.

Dazai burst into the room laughing like a maniac as chuuya chased him around.

“God damn it you bastard that’s the last time you put a bomb in my damn car”

“Awww come on chibi it was funny, plus that car was too big for you anyway”

Dazai continued to giggle as even with his ability he evaded chuuya. Until finally chuuya landed a rather strong punch to the side of Dazai’s head.

Akutagawa sat there watching the entire spectacle.

That punch sent him across the room and before Dazai could react chuuya made his place on Dazai’s waist.

“Take this you fucking mackerel” chuuya then latched his hands to Dazai’s hips immediately throwing him into hysterical laughter.

“CHIBIHIHIHIHI C-CAHAHAHAHANT TAHAHAHAKE A JOHOHOKE”

“A joke?!” Chuuya growled out. “A joke is putting fake bug in someone’s food, NOT BLOWING UP THEIR CAR FOR THE HUNDRETH TIME!!”

Chuuya continued to knead his thumbs into the hysterical man’s hips not letting up as Dazai squirmed.

“N-NEVER GEHEHEHEHEHETS OHOHOHOLD” Dazai had his head thrown back and just let his hands grasp around Chuuya’s wrists. Not like he was gonna try and stop him anyway, Dazai enjoyed it. This was the only way Chuuya could really get him back without killing him.

“You know what never gets old you bastard, this.”

And before Dazai could respond Chuuya threw himself down connecting his lips to l Dazai’s neck blow a raspberry while pinching and kneading the skin of his ribs. The shrill scream that left Dazai’s mouth, you’d have thought he was being murdered.

“CHIBIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIHIHIHIHI NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO I-I CAHAHAHAHA” Dazai had let go of Chuuya’s wrists at this point and was now shoving at his shoulders and chest to get him off.

“I’m sorry you what, I can’t hear you mackerel speak clearly” Chuuya had the biggest smirk on his face, Dazai could never stand anything on his neck, let alone that and another spot at once.

“I-IM CHIBIHIHIHIHIHIII IM SOHOHOHOHOHORRRY” The apology came faster than Akutagawa expected, but be it he didn’t know it was Dazai’s worst spot he couldn’t have known.

Chuuya sat up smiling smugly down at his ex partner. “You know Dazai, I swear if I didn’t know any better you do this shit on purpose, just so I can wreck your ass.”

Chuuya takes his hands and squeezes his way up and down Dazai’s ribs going after those specific top ribs that really get him shrieking.

Dazai’s hands returned to their place on Chuuya’s wrists. His head thrown back again Dazai tries his hardest to squirm as much as he can but Chuuya has got him stuck in place.

Chuuya blew one last giant raspberry on Dazai’s neck while he moved his hands to knead his hips, before he finally got off the mafia executive.

“Next time you blow up my car I’m gonna put a bomb in your apartment” Chuuya smirked and walked out as Dazai continue you lay there giggles residually coming out of him.

“C-chibihihi’s mehehehean” he lightly giggled out as he left.

Akutagawa was stunned, the Dazai squealing and kicking like a little kid, being that ticklish. Before he could stop it he found himself smiling at the situation as Dazai sat up. He immediately tried to cover it up with one of his coughing fits.

“Oh, you see all that Ryu?” The way he looked at Akutagawa was a new. The nickname completely throwing him off.

He sat there and tried to come up with anything to say in response but was coming up completely blank. Damn it why didn’t he get up and leave. “It all happened so quickly I… I didn’t know if I should’ve helped you, leave or…”

“Or what, enjoy the show, I saw that smile on your face, you thought it was funny didn’t you.” Akutagawa’s face paled, this definitely isn’t how he wanted this to go. He stood abruptly with his hands up trying to defend himself. Dazai took his time standing up and making his way over to his use to be mentee.

“D-dazai….. senpai… I really… i-it all happened so quickly.” Dazai had made his way standing in front of Akutagawa. The backs of his legs hitting the couch, causing him to stumble back onto it.

“You know what I think.” Dazai leaned forward his lips just a mere inch away from Akutagawa’s ear. “I think, you waited, because you wanted to be, in the exact. Same. Position.” Before he could even think to summon Rashōmon, his mentor pushed him down and was sat on top of him.

Within seconds Akutagawa had brought his hand to his mouth to stop any noise from leaving his mouth.

“Oh Nono you’re gonna laugh for me Ryu”

Damn that nickname, why did Dazai have to call him that. His face started to turn a light shade of red as Dazai continued with his teasing. His fingers continued to explore his tummy light tickles sending chills all over his body.

Dazai did this for while but not liking the reactions he was getting he switched to squeezing his sides which only led to Akutagawa now using both hands to hide his blushing face and to hold his bubbling laughter down.

Dazai chuckled at how hard Akutagawa was trying to keep himself from laughing, but unfortunately for Aku Dazai was tired of playing games. He then latched his fingers onto Aku’s ribcage, kneading, pinching, and prodding at each rib and the skin between causing Akutagawa to arch his back and let out a sound that he’d never want Dazai to hear him make. Throwing his hands from his mouth to his superiors wrists.

DAZAHIHAIHAIHAIHAIHAIHAIHI” Aku screamed, he writhed underneath him. Dazai gasped at the noise he made.

“Awwww Ryu did I find your giggle spot. The other ones were good too but, I’d rather this one instead, look at that goofy little smile etched on your cute little face”

Akutagawa’s face was burning, the blush spread from his neck to almost up to his ears, his ribs really were his worst spot.

“DAZAI SAN PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE” he was pleading; he was actually pleading, he couldn’t believe himself. His hands never loosened their grip on Dazai’s wrists even when he’d changed spots, now kneading the little dips of his hips. Letting out a squeal he thought.

How could he let Dazai do this to him.

How could he not.

Other than the tickling this the most affection Dazai has ever shown him. And as much as he hated to admit it he was loving this no matter how much he was suffering. He was laughing and messing around with the one person he’s admired for the longest, he’s finally paying him some special attention.

Dazai smiled gently down at him watching the younger one squirm beneath him. Akutagawa was a great mafia exec but he’s still his mentee in his eyes. “Cmon Aku aren’t you stronger than this, you can take a little tickling can’t you? Surely a mafia executive could stand this?”

Akutagawa couldn’t say a word just continued to laugh his heart out as his favorite person in the world tickled him absolutely crazy.

“D-Dahahaha senpai p-plehehehease w-wahahahahait” Aku plead with him and Dazai actually slowed to a stop drawing gentle patterns on his tummy.

“What’s wrong does it tickle too much Ryu? Am I being a mean mentor for tickling you.” Dazai mocked.

All he could do was let out residual giggles as Dazai continued to tease. His hands went right back up to his face covering the already well known blush. “You know, this entire time all you’ve said is my name Aku, maybe a please here and there, but never did I once hear you say stop.”

Crap had he found him out so quickly; well he was Dazai.

Then there was silence and it was eating away at him, so he peaked through his fingers only to find Dazai sitting there with a smile on his face. “Am I wrong” he said nothing the tiny whimper he let out was enough for Dazai.

“Alright with me,” Dazai scooted down a bit sitting now on his shins before scattering his fingers all over his thighs, causing Aku to let out quiet little snickers. “You don’t have to hide from me ya know, it’s okay to be ticklish, almost everyone is, hell you should what happens when I get chuuya.” Finishing his sentence with his hands now squeezing the tops of his thighs the young mafioso tried everything within him to keep his hands from trying to stop him. He wanted this to last as long as possible, he’d never get a chance like this again. So he kept his arms above his head , either in his hair or balling his hands into fists to stay out of Dazai’s way.

“You must really love this huh?”

Dazai’s teasing was relentless but him confessing that being ticklish isn’t considered being weak and that others were too even him himself made him a little more okay to let loose.

“S-stohohohohohohop teheheheheheasing” he giggles out.

“Does the teasing making it worse?” Dazai knew the answer to that question already.

Akutagawa nodded his head as he continued to giggle, Dazai had gone back to lightly spidering his fingers over his thighs before laying himself down on top of Aku’s legs. “There’s one more thing I gotta do before I let you go okay?” Dazai sounded sincere and genuine so he listened intently.

Dazai gently and slowly started lifting up his shirt just enough to see the pale skin of his tummy. His eyes widen, this is what chuuya did to him, but on his neck.

He brought his arms down immediately trying to shove his shirt back down causing Dazai to frown. “Nonononohoho Dazai p-please not that,”

Frown still on his face he spoke. “Come on Ryuunosuke you can do it, can’t you be a big boy for me” that broke him damn it Dazai why’d you have to say that.

He let out a huff but brough his hands back up covering his face. “Nonono I wanna see your face while do this,” Akutagawa whined aloud bringing his hands away from his face and beside his head.

Dazai didn’t waste any time bringing his head down and blowing a giant raspberry on Aku’s tummy, while he kneaded his hips throwing him off completely”

“DAZAAAAAAAAAAI STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHP PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE” finally hearing the words stop Dazai did so immediately sitting himself up and allowing him to gather himself.

Dazai had no clue what time it was but chuuya was in one of his drinking moods and has almost finished a complete bottle of wine. He currently was walking around their shared apartment ranting about all the things wrong with the apartment.

“Chibi… I know you love your wine but I think it’s time to give it up” he said aloud as chuuya finished yelling about misplaced things in the kitchen.

“You know -hic- what m-mackerel wh-why did you move the toaster -hic- over by the sink. T-that’s not where I-I had it” He then turned to the brunette. “And -hic- another thing s-stop putting my damn s-snacks on top of the f-fucking fridge.”

Dazai chuckled.

As soon as Chuuya was done throwing out slurs, Dazai walked leisurely over to his partner and gently took the practically empty wine glass and placed it in the sink and the wine bottle on top of the fridge.

“Damn you -hic- bashtard, why do you hate me?” He was slurring his words more now.

“Chibi’s so mean to his master, he’s also slurring his words and needs to stop drinking his grown up juice.” Chuuya is now pitifully hitting Dazai. He then takes Chuuya’s hand and gently guides him across their small apartment to their shared bedroom.

Chuuya is now significantly trying to get out of Dazai’s grasp on his hand. “Let g-go of me bastard!!”

“It’s past Chibi’s bedtime, he needs to sleep cause he has work tomorrow.” Sitting Chuuya on the bed he begins to undress him. Dazai chuckled to himself as Chuuya continued to grumble to himself about this and that.

He continues to undress Chuuya gently taking his work shirt off not being able to help himself from gently skittering his fingers gently along his pale sides. Chuuya let out light giggles as Dazai did this but didn’t really try to get away. “Aww Chibi, you’re still so sensitive.” He hadn’t fully taken his shirt off yet. “Oh no Chuuya, your shirts stuck.” He chuckled again as he continued to spider his fingers all along his torso.

“Y-youhuhuhuhu bastard Hehehe ohohoff mehehehe.” Not being able to see definitely made a difference whilst along with being drunk. “You know if you’d have listen to me hours ago we could’ve been cuddled up in bed right now.” Chuuya had fallen back on the bed his hands stuck above his head wrapped in his shirt.

“Gohohoho tohohoho hell you baAHCK” Dazai had made his way on top of Chuuya straddling him. “Get off mehehe.” Although the tickling was slight the residual giggles were there. “You know you should be nicer to your master slug, haven’t you ever heard of the dog should never bite his master.” Bringing his hands to his hips and rested them there. “Now Chibi I’m gonna give you a chance, we can go to bed right now and I can give you all the cuddles and kisses, or you can be your little stubborn puppy self and we can do this the hard way.”

Still not being able to see Chuuya let out a muffled response. “F-fuhuck you Dazai!”

Within saying his partners name fingers were latched to his ribs. “DAZAHAHAHAHAI NOHOHOHO!!” His thrashing intensified as Dazai’s fingers massaged his ribcage with precision and got in between the bones. Through his thrashing Chuuya tried desperately to take his shirt off but he was stuck and the alcohol definitely didn’t help with his coordination.

“Chibi I gave you a chance now suffer your consequences” His hands moved down taking his sides in his hands and squeezing rapidly. “You know I miss your laugh when it’s like this. Desperate sometimes high pitched and giggly or sometimes even a squeal. My Chibi just makes so many noises.” The rapid squeezing was driving him insane but he was even more stubborn when he was drunk.

“shuhuhuhut uhuhuhup you ahahahass.” His giggles died down from the change of spots and he actually succeeded in getting the top off also successfully giving Dazai access to everything. Taking advantage of his new found freedom and tried grabbing Dazai’s hands but only managed to get a hold of his wrists. “D-dazahahahai get th-the fuhuhuck ohohoff me!” He shouted as giggles continue to pour out of his mouth.

With his hands holding onto Dazai’s wrists they moved with him as his hands moved down to his hips, Dazai used his boney fingers dipped his thumbs into the dips of Chuuya’s hips rolling and kneading circles into them. “AAHAHACK HEHEHE DAZAP-PLEHEHEASE!!” As much as it tickled and threw him off Chuuya couldn’t help but arch his back at the sensation trying anything to get away.

“There’s those noises I was talking about, my chibi is such a ticklish cutie aren’t you, your little girl squeals and whatever that first one was.” He giggled at the thought of whatever the noise was chuuya first made.

“And Chibi’s using his manners, I think it’s a bit late for that.” Chuuya continued to cackle as his hips were being attacked.

“D-DAZAHAHAHAHAHAI FUCKING STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHP” Chuuya was absolutely losing his mind with all the sensations going to his brain right now when everything stopped and his arms were raised above his with one of Dazai’s own.

“If you tell me you’ll come to bed all of this will stop.” The smirk that was carved into Dazai’s face was scary but chuuya thought he had the strength to do this. “You know Chibi” he says trailing a single finger down Chuuya’s bare arms causing goosebumps to rise on his pale skin. “As stubborn as you are I’m starting to think you like this.” Damn it Dazai. He knew damn well that Chuuya had a love hate relationship with tickling. Dazai’s smirk turn to an unsettlingly gentle smile.

He traced his single finger up and down Chuuya’s arms. Seemingly adding one finger each time he restarted before using all five fingers to just ever so gently tickling over his skin. Chuuya’s nerves were going to explode he couldn’t stand the light stuff drunk or not.

Dazai lowered his head to pepper gentle kisses along his neck, collarbone, chest, and back again, but as good as they felt they also tickled so damn bad. “Chuuya I’m going to give you one last chance to go to bed before I have to break you down. He tilted his head as he smiled gently as his partner. The smile and tiny residual giggles slipping out he stared back up at him, before closing his and turning his head in defiance.

Damn slug.

In that moment Chuuya’s wrists were let go and dazai buried his face in Chuuya neck nibbling ever so gently at the skin while his hands found purchase on his beautiful red heads thighs. Though everything tickled so bad when he opened his mouth to scream nothing came out.

He then gasped and everything came out.

“NAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA D-DAZAHAHAHAHAHAI F-FUHUHUHUCK W-WAHAHAHAHAIT!!” Dazai doesn’t think he’s seen chuuya squirm this much before. Well he did say he’d break him down “I’m tired of waiting Chuuya just say you’ll come to bed and all this can stop.” Dazai said all this whispering in his ear as he continued.

But through the thrashing of his head and the screams he was letting out all he could do was nod. “Are you done being stubborn?” Dazai asked still whispering in his ear. Chuuya nodded so frantically he banged his head with Dazai’s a few times.

And with that the tickling stopped. Dazai hopped off his lover and going to the kitchen and coming back with some water placing it on the nightstand. “Come on let’s finish getting you undressed.” He said gently and slowly bring Chuuya to sit up and passing him the water. Dazai kneeled down taking off Chuuya’s pants and threw his clothes in pile on the floor. He knew Chuuya would berate him tomorrow but that was for tomorrow Dazai.

He collected his pajamas and Continued to get chuuya ready for bed. The grumbles he was making caused Dazai to smile down at him. After getting chuuya and himself ready for bed he climbed into bed and pulled a sleepy grumpy chuuya into his side. “It’s okay chibi sleep now.” Chuuya laid his head on Dazai’s chest.

“I fffucking hate you mmackeral.” Dazai smiled at the strength he had to still insult him.

“Well I love my chibi.” He said before pressing a kiss on top of his head and gently rubbing his back and right before chuuya fell asleep Dazai faintly heard the quiet ‘love you too’