#lee!amami

A snowball hit Kokichi in the back of the head. He turned around to see who had thrown it, and wasn’t surprised when it was none other than his boyfriend, Rantaro. The smaller boy smirked and ran at the survivor. The green haired boy ran away, with the purple haired boy following shortly behind. Kokichi jumped on Rantaro’s back, the taller boy easily catching him in a piggyback ride. Kokichi smirked as he shoved his hands under Rantaro’s warm coat and shirt, connecting with his skin. Rantaro screeched and tryed to shake the hands off, as the small boy started wiggling his fingers over his belly. “COLD! Ihihit’s cohohohold! Nohohohoho,” Rantaro yelled through his giggles. Kokichi didn’t stop, in fact, he started scribbling his cold fingers over Rantaro’s ribs, causing the taller to scream, “OKAY OKAY!!! NOHOHOHOHO IHIHIHIT’S TOHOHOO COHOHOHOLD!!!!” Kokichi giggled as he stopped and was brought inside by Rantaro. The tall boy threw him on the couch, straddling his waist. Rantaro smirked down at the small boy, “Now your gonna get it, you little shit~” If Kokichi was being honest, it was worth it. In fact, he was looking forward to Rantaro’s coming revenge.

Let’s just say that Shuichi had the tickling of a lifetime. And they grew closer that day, a lot closer. Close enough to be considered a couple, but who would take control and confess their feelings first? No one knows.

Rantaro sighed as he was looking through old records of his sisters. He had been working nonstop to find them, and his two boyfriends were getting worried. A knock was heard at the door and he heard the voice of his detective boyfriend, “Rantaro...can we come in?” The survivor jumped at the knock, “Ah- yeah, come in!” Shuichi and Kokichi opened the door and walked inside. The liar frowned, “Don’t you think you should take a break? You’ve been working for five hours straight...” The green haired boy sighed, “I’m sorry, I can’t stop until I find my sisters...” The detective gave Kokichi a look. A look that Kokichi knew all too well. The purple haired boy turned back to look at the avocado, “Are you suuuurree you won’t take a break?” Rantaro sighed, too focused on his work to notice the mischievous gleam in his boyfriend’s eyes, “Yes, I’m sure...” Kokichi and Shuichi looked at each other and nodded. They grabbed Rantaro, pulling him over to their shared bed, the survivor shouting out protests. Once they had gotten him restrained, Shuichi was behind Rantaro, arms bent up, keeping Rantaro’s arms locked in place. Kokichi sat on Rantaro’s lap, keeping his lower half restrained. The avocado glared, “I just told you I won’t stop unt- WAHAIT! NOHOHOHO!!!” Shuichi had cut Rantaro off by now using one hand to hold Rantaro’s arms above his head, using the other hand to scribble across his shoulder blades. The green haired boy let out a series of squeaks and giggles, squirming around as much as he could with limited mobility. Kokichi joined in a moment later, reaching behind himself and latching onto Rantaro’s knees, beginning to pinch at them. “EEEHEHEHE!! W-WAHAHAHAIT DOHOHOHON’T!!! I’MSORRY I’MSOHOHOHORRYYYYY!” Rantaro was usually one not on the receiving end of tickles, he was normally the one doing the tickles. I know, that’s pretty hard to believe, with how deadly ticklish Rantaro actually is. His boyfriends took full advantage of Rantaro’s weakness and scribbled their fingers away, Shuichi’s over shoulder blades and Kokichi’s over knees. They didn’t stop for quite a while...not until Rantaro agreed to take a break for the rest of the day. Then they cuddled together on the couch, Rantaro squished between his boyfriends. They then fell asleep, snuggled up into each other’s arms.

Rantaro placed the snickerdoodle cookies in the oven, and started the timer. He then leaned on the counter, waiting for them to be done. He then heard Shuichi’s voice from the living room, “Hey Rantaro? Can you come here for a second?” The green haired boy smiled at the request of his lover, “Of course, Shu~” He walked into the living room, to see a pouty Shu with his arms outstretched. The survivor chuckled as he made his way over to Shuichi, picked him up, and sat Shuichi on his lap. The slightly shorter boy snuggled up to Rantaro’s chest, as he got an idea, “Hey Rantaro? Mind laying on your back for me?” Now Rantaro knew better than to trust his sneaky boyfriend, but complied none the less, “Sure thing~” The taller boy laid down on his back and watched the detective lay his head on his stomach. Suddenly he felt his shirt go up and nuzzling on his belly, causing him to let out a few giggles, “Aha- Affectionate, aren’t wehe?~” He heard a small giggle come from the blueberry as he started planting kisses on Rantaro’s belly. Rantaro burst into sweet, helpless giggles, “H-hehehey! Thahahat tihihihickles! Shuhuhuhu- naaaahahahaha~” Shuichi stopped for a moment just to say the most evil tease ever, “What? Cant take what you dish out?~” and then went back to kissing the green haired’s tummy. Rantaro’s face went beat red, “NnnaaaahahahaAAAAHA! Sohoho mehehean!” So much time had passed, that Rantaro didn’t realize that the cookies were done, until the alarm went off. Shuichi stopped and let him get up. Rantaro went to go get the cookies. Moments later, he came back out with a plate of cookies, which they shared while cuddling and watching Nightmare Before Christmas.

Angie and Rantaro were cuddling on the couch, as the thunder storm raged on outside. Then...a poke was initiated. Then another poke. Then...ATTACK! The artist scribbled her fingers over the survivor’s ribs, causing him to burst into giggles, “Aha- Angihihihie! Nohohoho tihihihickles!” He squirmed around in her grasp, trying to escape the tickly feeling. Angie just giggled and teased, “Yahaha! Tickle tickle tiiickle~” All he could do was laugh and giggle, as her grip on him was tight. In the next few minutes, all he could do was giggle and snort in her grasp. She finally stopped after a few minutes. They then resumed cuddling, as Rantaro caught his breath. Angie planted a kiss on his forehead, “You’re laugh is very cute, Rantaro~” Rantaro was left red-faced for the rest of the night as the thunder storm subsided.

Kaede and Rantaro were snuggling together on the couch, watching a movie called ‘The Fault In Our Stars’. Kaede was wrapped in Rantaro’s arms from behind and was mindlessly tracing her fingers over his hands. Her finger traced along the side of his hand and traced into his palm, causing a slight giggle to slip from the survivor’s mouth. Kaede’s fingers froze. She then picked up again tracing around his palm like nothing had happened. He accidentally let another giggle slip. This time the pianist turned around to face Rantaro, with a small smile gracing her lips as excitement filled her eyes. “Are you - oh my god you are,” she said while starting to wiggle her fingers up his ribs. Rantaro yelped, “Ah- wait Kaede!” He then broke into giggles as she got to his neck, tracing up from his collarbones to the shells of his ears. Kaede grinned and teased, “Oh? Does this tickle?~” The avocado giggled, desperately in response, “Yehehes! Nohohohow stahahap!” Kaede pretended to think for a moment, “Hmmmm~ nope! I’m not stopping anytime soon~ tickle tickle tickle~” She continued to spider all over his neck and on the shells of his ears, having found that those were some pretty sensitive spots. The survivor knew that the pianist wouldn’t be stopping anytime soon, so he would have to endure the tickling until she decides to have mercy on him. No matter how long it takes.