#lee!evan

He always wanted to have a gun collection alongside his knives but never had time to do one.

He had a secret notebook that he'd written possible names for his daughter.

Sometimes he listens to Bioshock OST and Motörhead while training self-defence with the rest of the crew or on his own.

Evan's been getting nightmares about the previous cycles, Slenderman and the visions of previous inHABITations even before the series had begun. However, they got worse before Episode 3. That's also why he crumbled first, how fast he was at realising/recognising Slenderman back at the “Joke's Over” and he was ready to fight him with a baseball bat at the “Ashen Waste”.

His father was a chef and his mother was trying to be an athlete. Evan learned everything he knows about fitness, self defence, cooking and calories from them. In fact, in his relationship he cooked meals more than his wife did, especially during and after her pregnancy.

Ironically, he loved Slenderverse: The Eight Pages. He also has Saw, Halloween and Friday the Third DVDs in his room.

Plays the calmer Bioshock OST as a lullaby for his daughter when he is trying to get her to sleep.

🪃Tickle headcanons

🪃55% tickler 45% ticklee leaning switch

He definitely uses Tickle Monster teases on everyone, whether it flusters them or not. And if it flusters them, he will do it more deliberately.

He used to be more “crueler and sinister” before his girlfriend got pregnant. Chasing friends, cackling loudly just to give them chills and anticipation, wiggling his fingers across the room or above their worst spots, resting his hands on their worst spots, whispering teases into their ears.

After he became a father, he became more gentle and playful. He picked up silly baby talks, tickly nuzzles, lighter and gentler tickles etc. He’s given his wife tickly kisses few times.

If he catches any of his friends eating unhealthy food, he'll chase and tickle them, both as a punishment and a “method to loose weight”.

Don't let him suggest a “healthier alternative” during tickling, because he will definitely blow a raspberry somewhere.

Sometimes will open a Bioshock OST, than drum his fingers on others’ tickle spots and make them guess which soundtrack is playing.

Bear hugs others, just to tickle them and growls playfully into their ears.

Wouldn't let anyone trip and/or fall down during tickling, if someone is about to loose or get weak knees, he'll either give them a break and bring them to somewhere to sit. After the tickling, he'll them get up and lean on him. Basically he is a caring aftercare king.

🪃His belly, sides, neck and knees would be his worst spots.

His Lee percentage increased during his wife's pregnancy and after the birth of his daughter. It was subtle but it happened; being more “annoying” around others, blushing and smiling at the simple things, getting fidget - y at the mention of the “word”, letting his shirts ride up more often ect.

His wife and the boys picked up on it fast and decided to tease the shit out of him for it as long as they could.

Given that the EMH universe is working as an unbreakable loop around the boys, I think the sensitivity and ticklishness of Evan's belly increased way too much two times, like doubling and tripling over. First, it was after his encounter with Rake, than Vincent shooting him. Like, “air teases could tickle him” and “he’d just flinch and giggle anytime a hand comes close to his stomach” type of sensitivity. Unfortunately this carried on to the limbo/Candleverse/end and post series universe/next cycle.

Learning self defence and knife handling from a young age made Evan very swift and quick-witted. As such, if someone tries to make a move, he will dispatch them with ease and escape-

But when he is in a Lee mood he won't do anything. He'll just stand there and take it because he enjoys it.

Nobody knows if Evan's belly button is ticklish too, because no one ever dared and no one wants to sign their death warrant.

Good at holding his laugh in when tickled lightly. Not so when his sides or stomach gets tickled - he crumbles in seconds.

I'm sure his daughter accidentally squeezed his side or stomach in the past while trying to crawl on top of him one day. Which made him squeal terribly and jump. It's a memory he is embarrassed of and her wife won't let it go.

Sometimes she sneaks up behind Evan to squeeze/tazer his sides/stomach or kiss his neck. The squeal he let's out each time is worth almost getting elbowed. And unfortunately, his wife ratted out that he is sensitive to squeezes and tazer moves to the rest of the crew, which they picked up quite quickly. The neck kisses are a them thing, though, nobody else is allowed to do it.

He can no longer turn his back to boys safely without it turning into a “lets mess with Evan's ticklish ass” party.

Either covers his face, turns/lowers his head or closes his eyes when flustered.

Accidental kicks and elbows and punches are common when tickling him. Either bring a medieval armor to wear, or a friend to hold him down for protection. He also squirms and moves a lot in general.

Mankind's Bad HABIT

🪃Normal headcanons

He identifies as Genderfluid and uses They/It/He.

They love rabbits and hares because HABIT sees them as the animal closest to God.

Loves Animal Collective and Cage the Elephant. He was there when both bands had created and listening to their songs makes him feel nostalgic.

Over the years, HABIT's taken so many vessels, but Evan's it's favorite vessel, hence why it's stuck in the loop with the boys instead of moving onto another vessel.

One of the reasons why HABIT loves Evan is his knife collection.

Astrology and Zodiac fan, loves anything related to space and stars.

He is a master aimer and knife thrower.

Sometimes kills critters and eats them raw.

They love shock collars, especially using them against their victims.

He has a huge sweet tooth, his favorite being Reece's Puff. Sometimes eats them with raw meat that no one knows where he got from.

Sometimes makes sexual jokes, moves and innuendos to his victims, especially if he knows that they don't like it.

🪃Tickle headcanons

100% tickler trust… %75 tickler %25 ticklee leaning switch actually but shhh.

Loves a good chase. When it is in a Ler mood, it'll just start chasing whoever is the closest and won't stop until it gets them. Jeff was a very familiar victim of this.

Like Evan, HABIT also laughs before he starts tickling or chasing others. Like actually bursts out laughing and makes it as loud as he could to make sure no misunderstandings could happen.

Calls his Lees his “victims” and “poor rabbits”.

He has a love “hate” relationship when a ticklee tries to hide. It's annoying to encounter it each time, but just as he stated, not even God can hide from him. It's not a crime to give his victims false hope anyways. “Oh Viiiiinnie! I hope you are not hereeeee!~"

No such thing as an overconfident ticklee can exist around HABIT. It'll snuff that shit out quicker than one can yelp.

Loves playing games and challenges that are extra hard and downright impossible to win, than gives punishment tickles for losing them.

Nobody can hide their mood from HABIT when he is around. He can spot that shit universes away.

Not afraid of giving nuzzles, raspberries, nibbles and bites on someone's worst spots. “Would i count as a cannibal if nibble on your knees? Ah fuck it, i'm already one! Here it goes!”

Can and will tie someone up if they are a very squirmy rabbit.

They will reference things that happened in the previous cycles and years, than punish their victim for not knowing what they are talking about.

No matter what you do, don't let HABIT know you are flustered. Because if they learn about it, than they'll keep teasing you about it over and over and over.

Touching HABIT’s weapons or candies is the easiest way to get wrecked.

🪃Unfortunately, they share the same spots as Evan.

Honestly, he didn't even know he was ticklish until one day he took over and didn't announce his presence on a day where the crew was in a tick(ler) mood. It was a huge shock and very flustering for someone as mighty as HABIT.

That day was also the day they learned being at the opposite end of chasing is equally flustering. It feels degrading but also kinda good to be reminded of his vessel's mortality.

No matter how long it has existed, HABIT is caught off guard each time it is tickled because it's not used to it. Especially since with each new vessel, newer tickle spots in different sensitivities are discovered.

Evan's death(s) have been their downfall post series because yeah, how sensitive his stomach has gotten is ridiculous and yet, it kills them time.

Swears, kicks and makes death threads a lot, especially when the tickling gets intense - ugh, Evan Myers and his stupidly sensitive stomach!

Hearing the word “tummy” used to not phase them until they got stuck in this cycle with the Everyman Crew - its the most flustering thing now. Also they can't handle any kind of teasing directed there, be it physical or verbal.

He has a very loud laugh and terrible way of holding it in. Once he starts snickering, it's all over for his resistance because it all goes down from there.

Shockingly, HABIT's first reaction to tickling or physical teasing isn't to carve out the right side of his tickler's face with a hunting knife, but to either back down to the nearest wall/door, or slide down to the ground unceremoniously. Why, he doesn't know either! Something about it just makes his legs weak and his fight or flight response go haywire, especially when his stomach is targeted.

Air teases, somehow someway, tickle a lot.

If someone throws back a tease he has used before, he will get very flustered and nearly speechless. “Would WE count as cannibals if we nibble on your tummy, HABIT?”

Way more resilient and stubborn than Evan, somehow, both during tickling and after tickling. No matter how long and intense the tickling was, HABIT will bounce back with revenge and energy in seconds.

Evan was holding his golden Freddy bear, hugging it and fixing its bow. He loved this little bear like his life depended on it. It was about the only thing Evan felt safe with when it came to his father’s animatronics. He didn’t really understand his brother’s love for his Foxy mask…but he didn’t go around laughing at him for it…unlike his older brother, who usually makes fun of him for carrying his teddy bear around. 

Evan began to feel something hopping on his back, but tried to ignore it. 

“Oh! Hey Freddy!” His brother said in an over exaggerated low voice. 

Evan looked to his right to the sound, and widened his eyes when he saw the stuffed animal. “Bonnie!” Evan reacted, reaching out for the stuffy. 

“Ah ah ah.” He muttered, shaking his head and pulling it away from him. 

Evan whined. “Michael! Gimme him!” Evan whined. 

“If you take him, I can’t play with you.” Michael told him with a smile. 

Evan looked at Michael out of the corner of his eye, before grabbing his Freddy stuffy out from his arm. “Hi Bonnie. What are you doing?” Evan asked in his best Freddy voice as he turned to face Michael. 

Michael smiled and started to go along with Evan’s dialogue. “Looking for Chica. Have you seen him?” Bonnie (Michael) asked. 

“No, I haven’t. Have you checked the kitchen? I hear she loves to bake there.” Freddy (Evan) replied. 

Michael smiled. “No, actually. I didn’t think of that. I’ll check.” He started to ‘walk’ Bonnie away. When Bonnie had ‘walked’ a few feet away, he walked back to Freddy with his head down slightly. “She’s not there…” Bonnie told him, sounding disappointed. 

“She’s not?” Freddy clarified. “That’s weird. She loves the kitchen.” 

Bonnie nodded his head. “She’s not in there. Where else would Chica be?” Bonnie asked. 

“What about in the dining room? Is she getting the tables ready for the birthday kids?” Freddy asked. 

Bonnie shook his head. “I usually have to go through the dining room to get to the kitchen. And she’s not there.” Bonnie replied. 

Freddy nodded. “Maybe she’s off getting fixed by Uncle Henry.” Freddy (Evan) mentioned. 

Michael laughed a bit in his normal voice, before switching back to the Bonnie voice. “I’ll go check the workshop.” Bonnie offered, lifting up a plastic toy hammer. 

Evan laughed and shook his head. “Thehey don’t use hammers for robots!” Evan reacted. 

“They don’t?!” Bonnie reacted, looking at the toy hammer, and making the toy hammer look back at Bonnie. “Then can you explain why we heard hammering the other day?” Bonnie asked. 

Evan kept laughing, lowering his freddy doll and not even trying to talk in the Freddy voice anymore. “Dahahad wahas fihixing something in the garahahage!” Evan explained. 

“Oooooh! Fixing what?” Bonnie asked. “Fixing what, huh?” he asked, bringing the Bonnie stuffy closer. “Fixing a shelf? Fixing Foxy?” He brought Bonnie slightly closer. “Fixing the old clock that’s in the basement? Fixing WHAT?!” Bonnie asked next. 

Evan started doubling over, laughing a little bit harder as his imagination went wild with images of a cartoon version of his father, smashing the grandfather clock with a huge hammer. Every hit would make wood pieces and nails explode in every direction in a cartoony way, and miraculously always left his father unscathed by the debris. And then to make it even more funny, Michael grabbed a fake analog clock kids toy and made Bonnie started hammering it with the toy hammer, making dramatic smashing sounds. “BOOM, BOOM, BOOM- IS THIS WHAT HE WAS DOING?! BOOM BOOM!” Michael shouted rather loudly before going right to ‘causing a racket’. 

Evan finally fell over onto his side, just cackling and laughing away. And even when he tried to speak and add commentary, he just couldn’t because of how much he was laughing! 

“Ohoho my god, I knew I was funny, but man…Breathe, Evan!” Michael reacted. Even he himself couldn’t stop himself from laughing alongside him! 

“Ihihihi cahahan’t!” Evan told him. 

“Oh you can’t?” Michael asked with a smirk, walking up with the Bonnie stuffy. “You can’t?” He asked again, but in his Bonnie voice this time. “What’s making you laugh, Fredbear?” Bonnie (Michael) asked, bringing the stuffy’s face right close to Evan’s. “Is the invisible man tickling you again?” Bonnie asked next. 

Evan was getting all giddy and euphoric from the laughing fits by this point. “Nohohoho, hehehehe’s nohohohot.” Evan admitted. 

Michael smirked and tilted Bonnie stuffy’s head slightly. “Are you suuuure?” Then, Michael shoved Bonnie onto Evan’s chest and started wiggling it around, making fake nibble noises. “OMNOMnomnomnom. Omnomnomnomnomnom.” Michael teased. 

“eeEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEE!” Evan laughed even louder and more high-pitched, kitty-fighting the Bonnie stuffy for a few moments. 

Then, Michael moved the stuffy away from his chest, and paused his nibbles. 

He went silent…

He took in a deep breath and quickly brought the stuffy’s face up to Evan’s stomach this time, shaking the stuffy again and making more nibble sounds. “Omnomnomnomnom.” Michael kept teasing and playing. 

“HEHEHEEEEEHEHEEEHEHEEE!” Evan laughed, kicking his feet and patting the stuffy’s head. 

He moved the stuffy away from his stomach with a short pause…another quiet moment…

A BIG breath…

Touchdown, crazy shaky-shakey, and- 

“OMNOMNOMNOMnomnomnomnom.” Michael teased. 

“HAHAHAHAHahahahaha! Mihihihichael plehehehehease!” Evan started to beg. 

Bonnie moved away from his stomach. “Yeeeesss?” Bonnie asked. 

“Ihihihit wahahas fuhuhuhunny behefore, but now Ihi’m tihired.” Evan told him. 

Bonnie stared at him for a good 10 seconds…before shoving Bonnie’s face into Evan’s neck. “Omnomnomnomnom. Good night kisses for the giant child. Omnomnomnomnomnom.” Bonnie (Michael) declared. 

Evan laughed and struggled to cover his face with his hands. “Nohohohoho, nohoho kihihihisses.” Evan tried to tell him. 

Bonnie gasped. “No kisses?!” He asked, surprised. “But kisses are the most wonderful forms of affection ever!” Bonnie reacted. 

“Ihihit’s ehembarrassihihihing.” Evan told Michael and the Bonnie toy. 

“Oh, kisses are embarrassing now?!” Bonnie reacted, before planting ‘kisses’ on his neck. “Mwah-mwah-mwah-mwah-mwah. Imagine what your mother would say if she heard you right now!” Bonnie reacted before giving Evan’s cheeks and neck plenty more ‘smooches’. 

“Mihihihihike plehehehehease!” Evan giggled. 

“Alright, alright.” Michael replied, removing Bonnie from his face and placing him down. “Too much?” Michael asked. 

Evan looked at Michael for a couple moments before looking down, visibly unsure whether he should answer yes or no. “Ummm…” Evan started to say, before visibly blushing a bit more. “N-No…” Evan eventually replied. 

Michael smirked. “Really?” He clarified. “If it wasn’t too much, then why make me stop?” Michael asked. 

Evan looked up, huffing. “You’re being mean!” Evan argued. 

“I’m stating facts!” Michael reacted. “And the fact is, you like being teased.” 

Evan looked at him. “Well…Yeah.” He replied. 

“So you admit it?” Michael said with a smirk. 

“Admit what?” Evan asked. 

“That you like being teased.” Michael clarified. 

Evan nodded his head. “Yes.” 

Michael widened his eyes. “Oh my gosh…” Michael took off running out of Evan’s room, and out to the living room. “MOM! DAD! EVAN LIKES BEING TEASED!” Michael yelled. 

“Michael, we know.” His mom replied. 

“He likes being tickled too.” William added, flipping the newspaper page. 

Michael widened his eyes even more and dropped his jaw. 

Wait, WHAT?! 

“DAD!” Evan yelled. “WHY?!” 

William looked at Michael. “You didn’t know that?” William asked. 

Michael blinked and shook his head. “......No. I didn’t.” he admitted. 

William chuckled and looked back at the newspaper. “Alright. Have fun with that information.” He said before looking back at a portrait picture in the paper. 

Michael turned around and smirked at Evan. 

Evan’s eyes were wide while he stared at her, both scared and exhilarated by seeing Michael become all evil and mischievous. “M-Michael…” He muttered. 

“Michael?” He asked. “Who’s Michael?” He asked next with a smirk. “Y-You’re not-” “Me?” The boy asked. “Oh no no no, I’m not Michael.” He told him before starting to run towards him. “I’m the TICKLE MONSTER!” Michael shouted as he sprinted. 

Evan screamed with both fear and excitement, before he was picked up by Michael and carried back to Evan’s bedroom. “WAIT-WAHAHAHAIT!” Evan laughed. “MIHICHAEL-” 

“Go for the neck. He likes tickly kisses on the neck.” William told him from the living room. “DAHAHAD PLEHEHEASE!” Evan yelled before breaking out in squeaky giggles. 

The tickle monster (Michael) started playfully nibbling in Evan’s neck, focusing on holding Evan with his hands while nibbling all over the right side and back of his neck. “Omnomnomnomnom.” Michael playfully said.

Evan giggled and kicked his legs forward and backward. “Mihihihichahahael! Plehehehease!” Evan reacted. 

“I have no idea who this ‘Michael person’ is. I know who I am, but who’s Michael?” The tickle monster asked. 

“Hehehehe’s my brohohother!” Evan admitted. 

“Oooooh! How wonderful to hear! Tell me, kid: What’s he like?” The tickle monster asked with a smile. 

“Hehehehe’s sihihihilly!” Evan replied. 

“Oh he iiiiis? That’s good to know.” The tickle monster said. “If I ever meet this ‘Michael’ character, what’s something I should know about him?” The tickle monster asked Evan. 

“Hehehehe lohohoves Fohohoxyhyhy!” Evan told him. “Oh yeah? Does he like foxes too?” The tickle monster asked. 

“Ihihihi dohohon’t knohohow.” Evan replied. 

“I’ll give you a little hint…” The tickle monster leaned into Evan’s ear. “He does.” He whispered. 

Evan giggled and curled his neck to the side, covering up his ear with his shoulder as best he could. “Mihihike plehehehease, ihihit feheheels weheheheird.” Evan admitted. 

“Oh it feels weird?” The tickle monster reacted. 

“Yehehehess! Lihihike a wehehehet wihihillie.” Evan admitted. 

“Wet willie?!” The tickle monster rolled his eyes. “No no no.” Michael put his own index finger into his mouth, licked it and shoved it into Evan’s ear. “THIS-” Michael said, before twirling it around. “-is a wet willie.” Michael teased. 

Evan squeaked and started giggling and whining. “Eheheheewwww! Yohohohou’re grohohohoss.” Evan complained. 

Michael pulled out his finger and flapped his hands around. “Yeah, you’re right…I AM gross.” Michael admitted before putting Evan down. “I’m gonna wash my hands. Hold on…” Michael left the room and walked to the bathroom, turning on the tap the moment he reached it. He started to wash off his finger, rubbing soap on only the finger and rinsing it off. Then, he turned off the water and dried his hands off before leaving the bathroom. 

Michael walked out to the living room and sat down. “So you were right.” Michael said. “His neck is very ticklish.” Michael said. “You’re not a bad tickle monster.” William said. 

Michael smiled a bit. “Thanks, Dad.” 

William chuckled. “Just don’t forget about the best tickle monster within this house.” William added, folding up the paper. 

“You?” His wife clarified. “Says the most ticklish person in this house.” she added. 

“Wha- Meeee?! Noooo.” William muttered, biting his lip as he struggled to hide his growing blush. 

“A little reminder of the mini monster incident?” She said, looking at Michael. “When you and 8 year old Michael had a tickle fight for 20 minutes straight?” She reminded him. 

William narrowed his eyes at his wife. “That’s because he was refusing to give up.” William admitted. 

“And because you were ALSO refusing to give up.” She added. 

“Yeah! I’m not gonna let my 8 year old son beat me as the tickle monster around here.” William added. 

“Too afraid of Uncle Henry finding out?” Michael teased. 

William looked at Michael with a slight bit of nervousness. “W-Well…” He stuttered. “I…” 

“And teasing you about it?” Michael teased further. 

William narrowed his eyes at Michael. “Why would I be scared of Henry finding out you had ‘beaten’ me out as the tickle monster?” William asked. 

Mrs. Afton smirked. “Because of pride.” She replied. 

William looked at his wife with a warning expression on his face. 

“And because William’s 3 times more ticklish than Henry.” Mrs. Afton added before looking down at her book. 

William grumbled and crossed his arms, acting even more immature than Evan was capable of at this point. Michael had bursted out laughing at this point, while Mrs. Afton was giggling at her husband’s immaturity too. The truth is…Henry is more of a tickle monster than William is. He’s capable of tickling William till there’s no tomorrow. 

But in the hierarchy of tickle monsters, The lower part of the pyramid is Michael. Though he’s low right now, he’ll quickly rise to the top overtime. The middle part of the pyramid is William. Top of the pyramid in the Afton house, but overpowered by just one person…

The top of the pyramid…is Henry Emily. 

And he will remain that way up until the day he dies. 

And...this is it. This is the big finale. This is the last FNAF fanfiction I will ever upload about every FNAF character in the future. If the FNAF movie ends up being really good, then I may temporarily open up the fandom again for the movie...and then close it again once I experience burnout again.

The only exception to this, will be writing about 2 brothers...

“B-b-but I-I don’t r-react, and I-I’m n-not th-that ti-ticklish…” Evan tried to reason, the hint of sadness still present in his voice, despite how flustered he was. 

“Evan, you’re perfect, just the way you are,” Jared reassured, squeezing Evan tighter.

“And you do react, you realize that, don’t you? All you’re litter squirms, blushes, and the looks you get in your eyes are reactions,” Connor added, following Jared’s motions.

“Evan, you are such an amazing person, and an even better lee,” Jared comforted, leaning against Evan’s shoulder.

“But how can you be a good lee if you’re barely ticklish?” Evan argued, hiding his face in the crook of Jared's neck, but leaning his body weight against Connor. 

“Evan, you’re plenty ticklish, I mean look at this,” Connor promised, squeezing Evan’s hips. Evan let out small giggles and shifted his hips around.

“Yeah! Look at how ticklish you are bubby,” Jared agreed, adding scribbles across Evan’s stomach making him let out a string of high pitched giggles and try to bring his legs up. 

“Buhuhuhut Ihihi dohohohon’t rehehehact…” Evan tried to reason with them while he was writhing around. Connor and Jared just looked at him with confusion.

“What do you mean you don’t react?” Jared asked with a teasing tone, “You’re literally squirming and giggling right now.” Evan opened his mouth to retort, but once he felt squeezes on his thighs, he quickly clamped his mouth shut again. 

“Aw, what’s wrong? Can baby not take the tickles?” Connor playfully teased in a baby voice. Evan’s quickly hid his scarlet face in his arm.

“Ihihihihihim nohohot ahahaha bahahahaby,” he pouted through his laughter.

“No, he didn’t say you were a baby, he said you were baby,” Jared attempted to explain, shaking his hand into Evan’s stomach. All he was met with was a shift away from his hand and a confused face from Evan.

“What he’s trying, and failing, to explain is that you’re not a baby, but you’re our baby,” Connor helped, going back to squeezing Evan’s hips. Evan’s face became so red it honestly looked like he might explode. Connor and Jared slowed their hands to a stop so they could coo over Evan.

“Aw, Con, look at how red he is, isn’t it adorable?” Jared said, chuckling when Evan curled into a ball again.

“I know,” Connor joined in, “He’s blushing so hard it’s reached his ears.” Evan let out a noise that sounded suspiciously like a dying cat.

“Noooooooyouguysarebeingillegal,” he murmured out, trying to hide his face in his knees. They simply ignored him and continued the teasing.

“I love how he thinks that hiding his face in his knees will keep us from seeing that adorable blush,” Jared continued on, smiling fondly when Evan squirmed and whines, refusing to uncurl from his ball.

“Exactly, even if we can’t his beautiful blushing face,” Connor complimented, which only made Evan blush more, “We can always see the blush that creeps onto his neck and ears.”

“You’re both being mean,” Evan whined, covering his neck, while keeping his face buried in his neck. Jared pulled him into a tight hug, chuckling at Evan’s remark.

“Aw, Evan, it’s not mean if you love it,” Jared teased in a sing-song voice. Evan let out a small, ‘hmph’ at the tease and turned and buried himself in Connor’s chest. Connor smiled lovingly and pet Evan’s hair, sometimes reaching the nape of his neck, which made him scrunch up and gasp. 

“You know what else I love?” Connor asked Jared pointedly, still not stopping the actions on Evan. Jared smirked at Connor, and received a similar smirk back. 

“What’s that?” Jared asked, giving Evan’s side a small poke. Evan let out a small squeak and batted at Jared’s hands. 

“How if you even begin to talk about tickling him he’s already squirming, and you don’t even have to touch him.” Evan whined and tried to keep himself from squirming around as he moved away from Connor and into Jared. 

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that,” Jared replied with a warm smile, rubbing Evan’s back, “I’ve always loved that. It’s so cute when you start talking about walking your fingers up and down his ribs he turns into a squirmy little ball.” Right on cue, Evan began squirming around and wrapping his arms around his ribs. Both Connor and Jared laughed at the adorable sight in front of them. Evan let out another, ‘hmph’ before turning and settling himself into Connor once again. Both of their hearts melted at the sight of this and they couldn’t help but pull him into another tight hug. Once they got over the adorableness of Evan, they picked up right where they left off.  

“Yeah, as great as the ribs thing is, it’s amazing when you talk about skittering your fingers all over his stomach,” Connor teased with a smirk, a smile overtaking his face once Evan let out a small whine and squirmed his way back over to Jared. 

“Oh yeah, his stomach is adorable, but the best one is when you start talking about squeezing his hips.” Evan let out a big whine as he squirmed all over the place, pulling his knees to his chest. 

“Shut up,” Evan whined for what had to be the billionth time.

“Make us,” Connor retorted, smiling when Evan stopped squirming enough to bury his face into Connor’s neck. 

“Connor that was mean, you know that Evan is far too flustered to make us,” Jared quipped, placing a loving hand on Evan’s back. Evan blushed again and buried his face deeper into Connor’s neck. “Do you want us to stop teasing?” Evan nodded, refusing to remove his face from Connor’s neck.

“Well do you want more tickles then?” Connor asked, grabbing Evan’s hand and squeezing it gently. Evan began sputtering as his face went bright red. Jared cooed over Evan, petting his hair once again. As soon as Evan regained his composure enough he nodded towards Connor. Connor smiled at him with adoration and gently laid him down across his and Jared’s laps. Evan was already smiling and squirming from anticipation. Connor gently pinned Evan’s arms over his head and Jared draped a leg over Evan’s legs. Evan squirmed a bit and began giggling despite the fact that no one was touching him yet. Jared started first, he hovered his hands over Evan’s stomach, wiggling his fingers teasingly. Evan yelped and squirmed away, causing a roar of laughter from the other two. Connor joined in, copying Jared’s actions on Evan’s ribs. Evan was a hiccupy, squirmy mess in just a couple of seconds. 

“Just do it!” Evan called out through his giggles. Jared and Connor smirked at him.

“Do what?" Jared teased with a sickenly sweet tone. Evan blushed and shook his head. 

“Yeah, what are you talking about?” Connor asked, his tone matching Jared’s perfectly. Evan whined and scrunched his eyes shut. That was his big mistake. The second his eyes shut Jared started squeezing at Evan’s hips, making him buck around and try to move towards Connor. And Connor vibrated his hands into Evan’s stomach which made him arch his back and let out a string of high pitched giggles. They both smiled lovingly at Evan’s reaction. He may not have the biggest reactions, but he definitely has some of the cutest. Jared smirked and pushed Evan’s shirt up a bit, still pinching his hips with his other hand. Evan’s squirming immediately intensified.

“Nohohohohoho Jahahahahred dohohohohohon’t,” Evan warned, trying to sound intimidating, though the giggles prevented him from doing that. Jared simply ignored Evan’s threats and leaned down to blow a raspberry into Evan’s stomach. Evan squealed and tried to squirm away. Connor grinned widely and quickly began cooing at the sight in front of him.

“Aww Evan, you look so freaking cute. Your face is bright red, and you’re squirming all over the place, oh and the laughter is so adorable.” Evan shook his head, giggling too hard to even begin thinking about saying words. After a little while Jared stopped with the raspberries, but as soon as he did he went right back to pinching at his hips and Connor followed suit, going back to tickling Evan’s stomach. Evan giggled happily, a wide, child-like smile stuck on his face. Once Evan’s struggling went down Jared and Connor unpinned him and Evan quickly curled into a ball, but made no other move to stop them. They both gave him an adoring smile, lightening up on their teasing causing giggles to fade away.

“You need a break?” Jared asked, stilling his fingers all together. Evan nodded, the beginning of tears formed in his eyes. Connor pulled back as well and helped Evan sit up. Evan panted a little bit, the smile still overtaking his face. Connor smiled and wrapped an arm around Evan while Jared got up to get him some water. 

“W-will you guys give me more later?” Evan asked, blushing as soon as he did. Both Jared’s and Connor’s hearts melted.

“Aw Evan, of course we will,” Jared reassured, handing him a glass of water. “As soon as you’re ready.” Evan nodded and quickly drank the water down. Jared and Connor sat and held Evan’s hands, waiting for his breath to get back to normal. Once Evan got everything back to normal he nodded again.

“O-okay I’m ready.” 

“Do you want to be pinned?” Connor asked him gently. Evan shrugged but then shook his head. They nodded and Evan laid back down. They started off slow, lightly tracing over his sides and neck. Evan let out a small yelp and began squirming a bit, a smile already coming back to his face. They slowly picked up speed, moving the traces to his ribs and and underarms. Evan tried to turn himself over to block the tickles but Connor and Jared prevented him from doing that. Evan gave an occasional squeal or squeak when they hit a particularly sensitive spot, but otherwise he made no noise. Jared and Connor thought it was the cutest thing they had ever seen. Because along with him not giggling came him scrunching his nose up adorably, his mouth open like he’s laughing, which means he has the same happy look on his face, his eyes scrunching shut tightly to try to distract himself from the feeling attack his nerves, but the best part of it was how evident it was that he was having a great time. The most defense he would provide to himself was the weak attempt at trying to flip over, and curling himself into a ball that did absolutely nothing to protect him. Otherwise, he never tried to shove either of them away, tried to block his tickle spots, or any other method of blocking the tickles. They looked at him with adoration for what had to be the millionth time that day and continued on. After a little more of the light traces Jared and Connor moved to gently pinching at his knees, thighs, and ribs. Evan’s squirming increased a little bit, and he began letting out light, airy giggles. Jared gave Evan the same look you give a small puppy when he let out a loud squeal when Jared squeezed the dead center of his thighs.

“Connor!” Jared said happily, “Did you hear that!?” Connor looked at him the same way he was looking at Evan.

“No, I don’t think I did, maybe you should do it again,” Connor replied with a smirk. 

“Nonononononononono you really shouldn’t!” Evan said panicked, though the smile on his face gave way to his real emotions. Jared squeezed the spot that he had before causing the same reaction. Connor immediately began cooing over Evan.

“That was so cute! Oh my goodness that was adorable!” Evan’s face was so red he looked like he had a two hundred degree fever. Jared looked between the two of them with immense happiness. He sat and wondered how he could be so lucky to be with the two most adorable people on the planet. Once Evan recovered from the blush and Connor recovered from the adorableness they resumed their tickling, this time on his hips and stomach. Evan quickly resumed emitting the string of high pitched giggles. Connor switched from vibrating his hand into Evan’s stomach to send rapid pokes all over his stomach. Evan flinched away after every poke. They smiled happily at their little lee and continued until Evan called for another break. They helped him sit up again and quickly engulfed him in a hug. 

“You have fun?” Connor asked petting his hair, smiling when Evan leaned his head on Connor’s head. Evan let out a big yawn before nodding. They both smiled at him and grabbed his hands again.

“You sleepy baby?” Jared asked, using his other hand to rub his back. Evan nodded and yawned again, nuzzling himself into Connor even more.

“Here, lay down,” Connor said gently. Evan did as he was told, with his head in Connor’s lap, and his legs in Jared’s. As soon as he laid down Connor began gently rubbing his back and Jared grabbed one of his hands lovingly, and used his other hands to trace lightly over Evan’s sides making him smile sleepily. Within minutes Evan was asleep peacefully, the smile still on his face. The two of them looked at him happily and stopped tracing his sides and rubbing his back. Then they looked at each other happily, like proud parents, linked their hands and Jared leaned his head on Connor’s shoulder. Within another few minutes the two of them were asleep too, smiles matching Evan’s on each of their faces.