Bunny love
Words:810 Note: I am minbin biased so I need them going feral rn THIS WAS SO SHORT I'M SORRY @itzsana-kiddingmenow T/w: no pinning, no angst, might be a bit short hopefully not Lee: Changbin Ler: Minho
Changbin slumped against the couch lazily, right onto his Hyung's stomach. They both had just been through ridiculous schedules once more, the rapper having little to no rest akin to the rest of 3RACHA. Eyebags started to become prominent under his eyes, his posture getting worse and worse over time. With comeback season and production of songs weighing heavy, none of the producer trio got any rest at all, now Chan being forced to rest with a cuddle hungry Lix while Jisung busied himself with Jeongin's company.
Minho barely batted an eye at the sleepy Dwaekki resting on his tummy, immersed in catching up on the K-drama that he held still on his phone above the younger's head. He felt incredibly bad, not knowing what to do besides let the rapper rest comfortably after all they've been through. He wanted to help, give back to Changbin who was their support during tough times, Changbin who was their happy pill when schedules suffocated them tight in restraints, now completely sucked of energy without anyone to lean on.
The cool breeze of the aircon blew over the bunnies, Lee Know trying to keep a calm face that increasingly worn down to an obvious frown of concern when Changbin shuffled awkwardly on his comfortable 'pillow', evident that his horrible sleep schedule was finally hitting him in the face with karma. Slowly but surely, a hesitant hand reached down to the younger, holding it gently in a warm embrace.
The dwaekki's eyes twinkled as he stared up at the older, who didn't look in his direction once, keeping his usual stern but calm expression with his eyes fixated onto his show. Changbin's fingers intertwined with Minho's slowly, the older holding his delicately as if he was a fragile piece of glass. The older eventually released his fingers from Changbin's, making him pout and whine pitifully under his breath. Fear not to the rapper though, eventually the fingers returned to him, this time on his forearm. He held his forearm, gently scratching the skin that connected the forearm and wrist area.
To Changbin's dismay, it tickled. It tickled a lot. The gentle scratches meant to lull him to sleep only kept him more awake, biting down on his lip to prevent himself from squirming or giggling. Unfortunately, Minho was all too oblivious, lightening up on the sensations to just barely grazing his inner forearm with light strokes. The rapper trembled in his grasp, throwing his head back onto the tummy, eliciting a choked gasp from the older. He glanced down to the squirming rapper, eyes glued to how the younger didn't try to pull his arm away from the soft tickles.
A smirk made its way to the bunny's face, before it was pushed down to a neutral expression, hiding his absolute joy of being the one to wash away the younger's worries. His heart swelled into a ball of affection for the rapper, watching his eyes crinkle with the cutest dimple ever, wanting to fawn over how adorable Changbin looked trying to bite back his giggles. Changbin eventually pulled away after a few minutes, afraid to cause a disturbance by ruining the silence with his laughter.
Unlucky for him, the fingers didn't stop, just landing onto his tummy to stroke his fingertips gently along the area instead, making Bin squeal and snicker away under his breath. This tempted the older all the more to start cooing over his reaction, but he wanted to be nonchalant about it until Changbin was ready to admit he needed more of these soft tickles.
"Hyuhuhung! Quit it! P-Plehehease!" Bin whined softly through his giggles, tugging gently at the fingers that made his tummy swarm with butterflies, his cheeks heating up like a sauna despite being in an aircon room as of late.
"Quit what my bunny? I'm just watching my show." Lee Know feigned ignorance and innocence, relishing in the giggles that bounced around the walls, grabbing his arm that pulled at his to gently scratch along his inner forearm again, making Binnie shake his head with more squeaky laughs.
"Stahahahap! Noho tickles!" He begs weakly for mercy, the tips of his ears burning red from the show of affection that piled onto him, melting into a puddle of tired, blushing giggles. God forbid he tried to hide his face in his hands, brought down gently by the older before his torture resumed. Eventually, he felt himself being worn down, eyes lidding while his vision clouded, his giggles wearing down.
Minho let the arm go, running a hand through the rapper's hand that elicited a purr from Changbin. Quietly, Lee Know might've turned down the volume of his exciting show, the snores of a finally resting Changbin smiling softly under the affection that rained down upon him.
He definitely didn't do that to hear the snoring, definitely not.
