#lee!felix

   The sound of crunching and soft conversation filled the room, with each of the members munching on their respective snacks and taking part in their respective side conversations as the movie played in the background. It was some random movie they'd all agreed on, and only half fo them were actually paying attention, while the other half slept or chattered quietly about whatever. Han and Lee Know were taking about their pets while Seungmin and Changbin talked about some random topic, something they clearly found interesting though- they'd been talking about it for the last 20 minutes.

   As for the other half, they were consumed in the movie. Right now, the two main leads (it was a musical type movie- the first one they'd found, so nothing particular) were singing a sweet duet love song as they went to their date. I.N. seemed content with the movie, occasionally stealing a handful of snacks from Seungmin. Chan had always been such a romantic, so he always found himself tearing up whenever he watched movies like this. Felix was actively rubbing circles on his back, chuckling as he and Hyunjin remarked about how cute the two girls were together.

  "They just look so happy! How can I not get teary??" Chan sniffled, wiping a tear from his eye as the song ended and the two arrived at one girl's house.

"Love is love, Channie- I would love to find a partner with that kind of love between us." Felix said, momentarily turning to his hyung to playfully reassure him. However, as he turned back to the screen, he was met with the sound of joyful laughter and a barrage of giggly "stop"s and "nono"s. The chick froze as soon as he saw the two girls tackling each other playfully, the one with dark hair peppering kisses all over the blonde haired girl's neck as her hands scribbled into her sides gently.

   Chan noticed the sudden change of emotion from the member beside him, and as he looked from Lix to the screen, the dots connected.

   "Lixxie~" He teased, his voice holding a lilting tone as he slowly brought a hand to the chick's shoulder, watching the blonde let out an involuntary giggle as he flinched away, accidentally bumping into Hyunjin.

   "Whoa, Lix- you okay? You seem really tense all of a-" The ferret cut himself off as his eyes flicked to the screen, seeing the blonde girl attempting to reverse the roles between her and the dark haired girl.

   "Oh. I see." Hyunjin smirked, sneakily bringing his hands up to Felix's shoulders, causing said chick to flinch and lean back toward Chan’s side. This only made Hyunjin chuckle and raised an eyebrow, reaching for the squirmy chick teasingly. Naturally, Felix ran- or, at least he tried to. Before he could even get off the carpet, though, Hyunjins hands were already on his waist dragging him back as he simultaneously dug into his hips, eliciting squeaky, bubbly giggles from the dancer.

   "NoHOho- HyuHunniE!" Felix protested, letting out a squeak as Hyunjin pinned his arms to his chest from behind by wrapping on of his own arms around the chick, rendering him immobile as Chan smirked. "What's wrong, Lixxie? Scared I'm gonna...tickle tickle tickle you?~" Chan teased, wiggling his fingers at the squirming chick as he got closer to the blonde's belly. Hyunjin just grinned and began to softly blow air on the back of Lix's neck, watching him scrunch up his shoulders cutely.

   "Dohont! Noho-" Felix tried, a blush starting to cover his cheeks and neck, ears reddening by the second. Chan saw his opening and took it.

   "Dont..what, Lixxie? Hm?" Chan asked, hoping the chick would take the bait. Even Hyunjin smirked as he watched the interaction.

    "Tihickle me!" Felix squeaked out, realizing far too late what he'd just said as Han blinked, turning his head to the squirming blonde.

   "Well, you're in for it now Lixxie- you definitely should not say those words around us, let alone those two. Good luck- i think you'll need it!" He teased, letting out a squeak as Lee Know teasingly poked his side, apologizng when Han raised a hand in a joke gesture to hit him. Chan wasted no time in digging into the chick's sides through the thin fabric of his shirt, vibrating his fingers into the skin as Hyunjin began peppering light kisses all across the back and base of his neck.

    "Yea, Lixxie- you'll need it! You shouldn't have let us catch you- unless you wanted this?" The wolf teased, slipping his hands under the younger's shirt and sliding it up to his chest, loving the way Felix tried to twist away as the cold air hit his now exposed belly.

   "Felix! Why did you never tell me you had freckles on your tummy? Thats adorable!" Chan gasped, seeming to get cuteness aggression from the sight. As he began softly drawing lines between each freckle, connecting them like dots, the chick beneath him let out the sweetest little giggles that just made him want to smother his Aussie twin with love until he exploded.

   "Wait, Felix has belly freckles? Why did I never notice this? How did I never notice?" Hyunjin exclaimed, pausing the kisses on the chick's neck to examine his toned tummy from where he was sitting behind the blonde. Suddenly, he blew a sharp raspberry on the side of Lix's neck, right where it meets his shoulder, still holding the chick in place.

   "NAHA- HyunJihiNNie! Chahan-hyuHung! Let mehe goho!" Felix protested, attempting to displace the wolf's tracing fingers on his belly as he thrashed. Instead, it only caused a stray finger to land in his belly button, which Chan decided was a good spot to get the chick really laughing. As he began swirling his finger around inside the dancer's navel, his other hand was scratching up and down the length of exposed side and ribs left available.

   "Aw, Lixxie- look at you~ so ticklish and giggly. Makes me want to keep you here forever, just giggling yourself silly in my arms." Hyunjin whispered next to the blonde, watching a deep red flush through his cheeks and neck as he tried squirming away from the two lers. Felix rapidly shook his head, blonde hair scattering across his face as he begged, thrashing wildly in Hyunjin's hold as Channie went to town on his belly and ribs.

   "NAHAH-  CHAHAN! HYUHUN-HYUHUNJIHINNIE! NAHAHT THEHERE-" The chick screeched, attempting to throw off the oldest's teasingly fingers as they explored every inch of his pale, freckled tummy, digging into especially near where his ribs met his armpits.

   "Hey, Felix, can you try to be a little quieter? I can barely hear the movie-" Seungmin complained, which earned him a dirty look from the chick. Ironically, that same chick fell into silent laughter not ling after the puppy had made that remark. However, as soon as the two wrecking him lightened up to let him breathe, he made his threat known to the younger through giggles. "Yohou...are dehead, Kim Seuhungmihin. Afteher this, yohou better ruHUhAN!" Felix tried, laughing pitching up again as Chan leaned down and began to plant kisses all over his belly, making constellation like patterns with his lips. These, of course, drove the poor chick insane.

   "OKAHAY CHAHAN-HYUHUNG STAHAP PLEHEASE! I CAHANT-" Felix begged, taking in a deep breath of air when the wolf finally lifted off of his stomach with a smirk. "Oh, dont think you're done yet- Hyunjin, would you like to do the honors?" Chan asked, grin growing ever wider when the ferret nodded mischievously as the two swiftly traded places.

   "Ready, Lixxie? Here I come~" Hyunjin sang, lowering his head torturously slow to the chick flushed belly. "Noho...Hyunnie stahap...plehease-" (Un)fortunately for Felix, his pleas fell on deaf ears as the other dancer blew a long, loud raspberry right onto his tummy, resulting in an ungodly shriek and more thrashing, along with a few more well-placed raspberrie before peace was finally made.

   "You two...suhuck.." Felix said, pointing a shaky finger at the two as he took in deep breaths of air. "Are you three actually done now? Its already late, and we would like to finish the movie-" Seungmin griped from the couch. Even though Felix's energy was drained, that didn't stop him from getting up and marching over to the puppy as he tackled him. The last coherent words that could be heard from the vocalist before loud laughter took over where a panicked sequences of "wait"'s and giggly "no"'s. Safe to say they went to bed later than planned because of certain activities. Not that anyone actually minded.

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Felix swung his legs back and forth idly, watching Jisung dig around in the pile of tools and wires with mild amusement. Scatterbrained as he was, Jisung was a phenomenal technician. He was one of the main people who had a hand in Felix’s creation, after all.

The squirrel-like boy finally turned around, proudly brandishing the phillips head screwdriver he’d been hunting for. “Right! Leg up, Lix.”

Felix laughed softly, unable to help the fondness that grew in his chest, putting his leg up on the table. Jisung was by far his favorite technician (maybe even his favorite human, but don’t tell Chan that). When the idea of Felix, the first fully robotic kpop idol, got thrown around, Jisung was one of the biggest advocates for giving him as many human traits as possible. For that, he was eternally grateful to the older.

“Do you think it’ll take long?” Felix prompted, his brows gently furrowing with concern.

“Nah.” The brunette hummed back, popping open a panel in his calf. “You said it was just a balance issue, right? Easy fix.”

The robotic sunshine instantly relaxed, the relief clear in his smile. “Oh yay! That’s why you’re the best, Sungie.”

Jisung grumbled back something about how basic the procedure was, but Felix saw how he straightened up, a smile turning up the corners of his lips. He peered at the wiring, making a few mental notes, then closed the panel up, offering Felix a warm smile. “Okay, this will just take a sec. I need to access the panel in your foot, replace a small part, and you’ll be all good.”

“Back under Minho-hyung’s reign of terror.” The android sighed playfully, looking pleased despite the looming cloud of the older wrangling him back into the dance room.

“You know he means well.” Jisung tsked, shaking his head fondly, peeling back the silicone layer of skin to access the panel he needed. He started unscrewing it, but the moment the tiny tool touched down, Felix jerked and pulled his foot away. Jisung glanced over at the blonde, confused. “Lix?”

“Ah– sorry.” He murmured, carefully putting his foot back, his cheeks warming. Stupid heat sensors. It’s one human trait he was given that he didn’t care for. “I-I dunno why I did that.”

Jisung raised an eyebrow, cracking an amused smile, returning to his task. He had barely begun loosening the screw when Felix flinched again; though he was mindful enough not to pull away this time. The older threw him another odd look, pausing the work. “Seriously, Lix, what’s going on? The part that’s broken shouldn’t be making you do this.”

“Ah. Uhm.” Felix turned an even deeper shade of red, and Jisung could pick up on the faint sounds of one of his cooling fans kicking on. Cute. “It feels…odd.”

“Does it hurt?” The technician prompted, looking instantly worried. None of Felix’s repairs should hurt him, especially not something as simple as just taking out a panel. The idol laughed, shaking his head, looking shy.

“No. It uh– it tickles.” He admitted, his cheeks a beautiful rosy pink.

Jisung snickered, raising an eyebrow, instantly relaxing at the assurance. “It tickles? Seriously? I didn’t even know you could be ticklish.”

“It’s part of your programming.” Felix shot back playfully, leveling an accusing finger at him, a shy smile on his face. “It’s because of the touch sensitivity you installed– which I’m grateful for, by the way.” He added, his voice softening. Much to Jisung’s dismay, he had been ordered to give Felix pain receptors so they’d know when a part was broken or strained. To balance it out, Jisung also gave the boy sensitivities; wanting him to be able to feel the comfort of small things like hugs, or perhaps petting a small animal.

“As adorably fascinating as that is, I need you to hold still.” Jisung hummed back, looking highly amused. “Can you do that?”

Felix made a face at him, but he nodded, tensing as he braced for Jisung to continue. It had barely been five seconds before Felix started giggling, the sound a much breathier and lighter contrast to his deep voice.

“Cute.” Jisung teased lowly, laughing when Felix whined in response.

“J-just hurry up!” He retorted, relaxing when the panel was removed. Good. The embarrassing part was over.

Jisung wrinkled his nose as he peered at the wiring, reaching in his pile of mismatched tools for a straw brush. “Geez, Lix, we have got to clean your internals more often. It’s so dusty in here.”

“I’ll remember to dismantle myself next time I shower.” Felix snarked back, grinning. “It’s not like I– Jisung!” He’s cut off with a loud squeak, startling the technician as he tries to pull his foot away. Jisung beamed, delighted to find the adorable feature didn’t end on the surface level, grabbing onto Felix's ankle as he brushed against the clogged wiring.

“Quihihit!” The android whined, squirming as he tried to free himself, feeling the heat on his cheeks spread up to his ears.

“No can do.” Jisung sighed, like it was a big inconvenience to him and he wasn’t grinning like an idiot. He wiggled the thin brush around every crevice he could reach– partially because it really was dusty, but mostly to tease the blonde. “Gotta have a clean workspace.”

“Thehehen use t-the air cahahan!” Felix protested, deep embarrassment settling in him as he felt another loud cooling fan kick on. Human traits were so tedious.

“This is more thorough.” Jisung insisted, a shit eating grin on his face.

“Nohoho it’s n-nohohot– quihihit!” Felix shrieked, kicking out his leg as Jisung brought the screwdriver back over; trying to kill two birds with one stone while the poor android was giggling up a storm.

“Sorry– who’s the technician here?” Jisung teased, fondness blooming in his chest as he saw how hard the blonde was fighting not to pull his leg back. “I think I know what’s best.”

“Ahahahasshole.” Felix shot back, instantly regretting it when Jisung twirled the brush around with more vigour, working to flutter against every surface it could find.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you over your adorable giggles.”

“Ehehehe okahahay!” The idol squeaked, his hands clenched tightly by his sides, a bright, flustered smile wide on his face. “Ihihi’m g-gonna ohohoverheat!”

“Almost done.” Jisung amended, giving a fond shake of his head. He set the brush down, working quickly to replace the part– though he enjoyed every single bubbly giggle that fell from Felix’s lips. He finally closed the panel up, patting the blonde’s leg, amused to hear how loudly the cooling fans were working overtime. “There you go, you big baby.”

Felix squirmed, looking embarrassed, but he beamed at the older nonetheless. “T-thank you. For everything.”

Jisung shrugged, suddenly shy at the sincerity in his voice, ducking his head. “‘S nothing. Like I said; basic repair.”

“No.” Felix shook his head, reaching out, gently intertwining their fingers. “Thank you for caring. You always think about my interests and how to make me happy and…thanks.” He murmured, giving Jisung’s hand a small squeeze.

The technician returned the look, wearing a matching fond smile as he squeezed back. “Anytime, Lix. Can’t have my favorite sunshine twin go without tickles, can I?”

Felix laughed, his ears turning pink, and he playfully swatted at the older. “Asshole.”

“You love me.”

Hyunjin was getting ready to make more of his art. Everyone else was at practice except Hyunjin and Felix. But Hyunjin was missing something, his paintbrushes. Felix had hid them from him to mess with him. Little did he know, he'd regret doing that soon.

Felix was playing Genshin in the living room, when Hyunjin walked in. "Felix, have you seen my paintbrushes?" Hyunjin asked. Felix acted innocent, shaking his head. "No I haven't." Hyunjin knew Felix hid them. Felix was just being bratty

"I know you hid them from me. Tell me where they are, or you're gonna get it" Hyunjin smirked, sitting next to him. "N-nonono wait we can talk about thihihis!" lixie's giggles have started acting up already, and Hyunjin hasn't done anything yet.

"Well. Anyone that steals my art supplies gets tickles!" Hyunjin starts scribbling his fingers over his tummy, earning high-pitched squeals and giggles from the younger.

"GAHAHHAAHAH NOHOHOHOHO!" Felix lets out adorable squeals and giggles, and squirms around in Hyunjin's arms. "Tell me where my paintbrushes are." He smirks, getting closer to his bellybutton. "NEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEVER!" Felix squealed out. Well, he's definitely in for it now.

Hyunjin dips his finger into the younger's bellybutton, earning more squeals and giggles from lixie. "AHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!" Felix squeals, squirming around more and more.

"One more chance to tell me where they are before you get raspberries!" Felix finally gave in when Hyunjin said that. "OKAY OKAY ILL TELL YOHOHOU!" Hyunjin stops, waiting for an answer.

"Thehehey're in my closet." Felix was still gently giggling. Hyunjin quickly grabbed them, going back to him. "Thank you lixie!"

Felix shakes his head playfully. "Yeah yeah you're welcome"

Chan laid back after the cruel hours of idol work, feeling his bones turn to mush under the comfortable mattress. The fans had been swarming him like bees to honey the entire day, and don’t get him wrong, he loves stays as much as the next member, but it was tiring to deal with it continuously. A soft smile grazed his face tiredly, finally slipping away into dreamland after what felt like an eternity of staring at the ceiling who glared back at him, courtesy of insomnia.

Then he heard it.

Loud screams of excitement rang through the halls like a fire alarm, making his ears ring. Apparently although the leader was more than done with all the shenanigans he had been through for the day, his members weren’t, having more than enough energy to spare. He closed one eye temporarily, hoping the members would get the hint when the oldest didn’t exit to join in. Alas, they were clueless, only making the noise grow in volume as what sounded like Hyunjin and Changbin arguing rang throughout the halls.

Slamming open his room door, he glared daggers at all 7 kids, who stopped right in their tracks at the long pang of the wood slamming against the wall. The daggers were a cold sting to their heart, making the kids cower into a corner with fear as the oldest grew closer. He sighed, he didn’t want to instil fear into his children whenever he was upset, it hurt to see them on the verge of tears as if he was going to tear them apart limb by limb.

And that’s when he thought of it.

“10 seconds, go hide.” He whispers without context, relieved when the members slowly come undone from their bundle, which he thought was adorable, maybe he would scare them more often. They all looked up at him in confusion, eyes glistening with what he didn’t know were tears or happiness that they weren’t going to die, making his heart melt when he found himself being looked up upon by 7 curious puppies. However, all fun comes to an end, he was meant to punish them after all. He didn’t respond, only counting down slowly, either way it made the kids shriek and run to hide, even if they had no idea what was going on.

If they couldn’t sleep when needed, Chan would ensure they were tired enough.

Trekking along the halls, he hummed a soft tune that echoed eerily throughout the halls, a warning call to the hiding children. He smirked, all of his exhaustion replaced by the desperate need to find all of his children, by hook or by crook. The first kid he found was of course his first child, hiding under Chan’s own bed. A scream of surprise ensued before Jisung was pulled from under the bed by his feet, a very tickle hungry leader looming over him.

The quokka babbled and pleaded for mercy, silenced in an instant when Chan pressed his lips right onto his ribs, blowing as hard as he could as his fingers travelled into his armpits quickly, kneading and massaging the middle. Han absolutely lost it, cackling and shrieking as he tried to squirm away to no avail with the oldest sitting comfortably on his waist.

“ARGH! HYUHUHAHAHA! I’M SOHOHOHOR- EEK!” Jisung tried his best to beg, but a squeal of agony left his mouth when Chris decided on nibbling onto his ribs too, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh between the bones before vibrating his teeth gently there, sending the younger to see stars. He stomped his feet onto the floor desperately, begging for release as tears of mirth streamed down his face, decorating his chubby cheeks.

“Learned your lesson? Now go to bed.” Chan strictly told him, though it wasn’t as intimidating with that wide smile, admiring his kid that panted and wiped at his tears. Jisung nodded enthusiastically, not wanting to experience another round of that torture, it was absolutely ruthless. He didn’t know his hyung was that rough, retreating back to his room, feeling bad for the other members.

1 kid down, 6 more to go.

“Where are my kids hm? I promise I won’t be too harsh if you come out now…” He feigned innocence, singing his words. He turned his head, facing the cat den that was Minho’s room. Usually anyone entering that den was prohibited, even Chan himself, who got quite the harsh scolding from the younger when the older was caught snooping in his room. But he knew he was hiding there, using his kitty privileges to his advantage. He barged in, and lo and behold there he was, resting comfortably on his bed as if Bangchan wouldn’t know of his safe haven.

“W-What are you doing here?! You c-can’t just- AH!” Minho’s scolding which was merely a ploy to hide his anxiousness, not really hidden with the stuttering he was doing. The older simply lunged at the cat without hesitation, letting out sweet Aussie giggles as he wrestled the bunny down. It wasn’t that much of a fight, seeing how he was the second strongest in Stray Kids, easily pinning those arms high above his head, seated nicely on his plump thighs.

“You were saying, cutie?” Chan giggled lowly when the bunny’s face burned a bright red at the name call, Lee Know would never get used to those compliments no matter how many times the older one did it. He kicked under Chris’s hold, trying to lodge himself out of the weight placed off of him. All was well until Minho felt fingers drum onto his lower belly, the fabric of his tank top doing absolutely nothing to protect him.

“Nah ah~ You had so much energy to wake me up right? I’ll tire you out just fine.” The oldest tutted before sinking his fingers right into the younger’s v-line, kneading all too close to his hips and thighs. A piercing shriek left his mouth before he descended into witch-like cackles, his hands weakly pulling at the fingers that invaded his waistline, even with his shirt it felt like they were vibrating right onto his weak spot.

“ARGH! HYUHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THERE! PLEA- NOO!” Another shriek left him when he felt hair brush along his ear before teeth sunk into his neck, nibbling along the pudgy skin that gathered under his ear. Stamping his feet he begged and squealed for mercy, slamming down his chin to his collarbone to block out the head, hands tugging at the fingers that wouldn’t stop kneading his skin, it was all futile. Until tears were soaking his shirt collar, which didn’t take long, he was released from his prison. Minho panted and gasped for air on the bed, curling up into himself. Chan didn’t even have to tell him to sleep, the younger’s eyes closing and promptly falling asleep.

2 kids down, 5 more to go.

Quietly creaking the door shut to the cat’s den, he snuck around the rooms, eyes eventually landing onto his soulmate, none other than his Aussie bro, hiding snugly in a cupboard. Rushing over, he pulled the chick out, more concerned at the weird angle the blonde was in, back following the curve of the cupboard, creeping him out. He held Felix high in the air with his hands under Lix’s underarms to hold him there, inspecting for injuries. The younger sighed, hoping he had forgotten all about the punishment. What a fool he was.

Once ensuring the chick wasn’t injured, Chan gave him a disappointed and knowing look. The sunshine had a terrible habit of doing anything that he could to win or hide, sometimes it was quite the danger. Too bad for Felix, it just added onto the list of reasons on why he should be punished. The sunshine looked genuinely upset at that look, frowning as he slumped under the leader’s arms, whispering a sorry under his breath.

“You’ll definitely be sorry.” Before the sunshine could retort a question of confusion, he felt a mushroom of hair slip under his shirt, lips attaching to the top of his abs, settling on one of the packs near the ribs before blowing harshly. He shrieked, falling into loud, squeaky hysterics as his feet wiggled fruitlessly under the older. He couldn’t move anywhere besides twisting and turning to the side, which only made the sensations worse. Oh how Felix majorly regretted waking Chan up, he was pinned high in the air unless he could pull himself up, which was not possible with the tight grip that held his waist high up.

“PLEHEHHEASE! NOHOAHAHA!” Felix howled with laughter when it in fact didn’t stop, the older’s lips delicately brushing along the younger’s abs before blowing on each pack harshly, before he was face to face with his navel. The sunshine could feel the warm breath that blew into it, making him giggle nervously as he looked down to plead for mercy.

“W-Wahahait! I-I’m sohohory! I wohohon’t do it ahahagain- NO HYUNG!” Felix collapsed when Chan began to nibble along the rim of his belly button, shaking his head both in denial to stop and to rub his fluffy hair along the victim’s tummy, making him squeal. Felix went limp in Chris’s hold, unable to push at his head, only kicking his feet out and shaking his own head as he begged for it to stop. His throat grew hoarse, vision blurring up with tears as he saw the light itself.

Maybe he actually did, because the next thing he knew he felt himself being laid down, seeing his own dreams within seconds. He wondered if he had passed out, only realising that he had fallen asleep the moment Chan had stopped, and was cradled and tucked into bed without another word. He smiled softly, maybe the leader wasn’t as ruthless as he thought, continuing his sweet dreams calmly.

That was 3 kids down, 4 more to go…

Not long after the leader had gone chicken hunting, he immediately found a chick’s predator, a fox. The fox hibernated peacefully under blankets and pillows, making Chan squeal like a school girl at the adoring sight. His heart melted with cupid’s arrow pierced through it, approaching the youngest quietly not to disturb him. As much as he favourites the maknae line, he was hungry for tickles, and he was going to get them all like Pokemon.

“Baby? Are you awake?” A soft whisper coaxed the youngest out of his slumber, yawning that made Chan want to kick his feet absolutely everywhere while giggling. Jeongin nodded slowly, still dazed from being woken up from his slumber. Hands wrapped around his waist, pulling him into a tight cuddle under the sheets. They laid in silence for a good while, Chan almost forgetting what he was here for having the cutie in his arms.

Almost.

“Are the scars on your face still there?” Chan murmured softly into Jeongin’s ear, seemingly out of the blue. They both shuddered at the memory, but swallowing his nerves he could feel the nod in the darkness of his room. And then came a sniffle. Chris squeezed the other’s waist tighter, consoling his insecurities that welled up deep in his heart. He needed to comfort him, and needed it now he did.

So why not kill two birds with one stone?

Chan gently pressed his lips to the skin of the younger’s scars, trailing his lips softly over the rough skin. He smiled when he got a soft squeak and sweet giggles in return, his hands that once laid protectively over his waist holding his hands down, ensuring there was nothing to hide that smile.

“Hyung! W-Whahaha!” Jeongin’s words were cut off with another squeak when fingers traced delicate shapes and hearts into his sides and tummy, along with the persistent loving kisses that rained down onto his scars. His cheeks soon turned a bright red, flustered out of his mind that his gentle loving did wonders to himself, not wanting to admit it. There came no response, only a soft hum that vibrated in ticklish motions along his skin, before continuing his chaste kissing all over his scars.

“Plehehease it tickles so bahahad!” He squeaked out meekly, squealing sharply when teeth nibbled and lips kissed along the back of his ear, close to his neck. Not many people knew, but the members more than often took advantage of that sensitive patch of skin, whenever they did so much as go close to that spot, shoulders automatically scrunched up to protect himself. He fell into high pitched cackling, trying to turn around to no avail with Chan’s hands tight around his torso that bonded his arms together.

“HYUAHAHHA! NOHOHO!” He kicked out beneath the tight cuddles, shaking his head when he realised any attempt to leave was completely futile, left to suffer as so under the hands of the leader. Chris simply cooed, whispering compliments through nibbles and kisses that made Jeongin feel like his face was on fire. Only when he felt Jeongin go limp eventually was he released, cuddled properly to sleep before the oldest slipped away, like a shadow in the night’s sky.

That was 4 kids down, 3 to go.

Sneaking away into the puppy’s enclosure now, he scrambled and turned the room upside down, eager to find Seungmin. His search was fruitless, no signs of any puppy baby being in the room. Or so he thought, when he found the child’s legs peeking out from what he initially thought were a normal bundle of clothes. They didn’t move, nor breathe at first, leading Chan to think he might’ve had a hard time breathing in there, instantly activating his dad instincts.

Grabbing the puppy’s feet, he dragged him out, seeing a red faced Seungmin. Well at least he was right to think he struggled breathing, letting Seungmin catch his breath calmly as he waited. He wasn’t a monster, despite his ruthless attacks he didn’t want to go overboard after all, only seeking to tire his babies out. Once done, he securely headlocked the younger’s feet high in the air, a panicking Seungmin on the floor as he tried to sit up to get his feet back to no avail.

“D-Don’t! If you do, you're old!” Seungmin threatened with a hiss, though Chan knew behind those walls his heart was tugged down by embarrassment and anticipation, and boy was he going to take that to his advantage.

“Still wanna talk back like this hm?” Chan hummed, his fingers descending on one of the willing soles to trace gently along it, under his toes, to his arch then his heel, and repeating. The puppy screeched and giggled like a maniac, not hysterically but it felt so ticklish, so so ticklish with all the anticipation that welled inside his heart. He was lying if he said he didn’t deserve this, but it was torture!

“I-I’m sohohory! Plehehehase dohohon’t tease mehehe!” Seungmin pleaded desperately, unable to take the soft scratching up and down his soles for any longer. It drove him just as crazy as normal tickling, though he would’ve much rather had that than whatever torture method this was.

“You wanna be tickled? Okay!” Chan bubbled enthusiastically, before his manicured nails went haywire onto his bare feet, scratching along any surface of the soft skin he could find. Seungmin shrieked as loudly as he could before descending like those fingers into hysterics, tugging at his feet as his hand pounded into the floor. With the added anticipation along with those nails that felt horrible, he was driven ballistic, it took less than a minute before tears streamed down his face.

“I-IT’S SOHOHO BAHAHAD! PLEHEAHAHAHA! HYUHUHUNG!” He thrashed, tried to kick, arched his back but nothing released himself from the head lock on his feet, begging for mercy that was granted once he saw that Seungmin looked on the verge of passing out, sweat falling down his forehead like it was the most intense workout he’s ever had. Chan smiled sweetly in contrast to the torture he’s putting his children to, kissing away the tears on the puppy’s cheeks before carrying him like a bag of rice, plopping him down and promptly tucking him in.

“Sleep, or else.” Chan’s tone was strict, dripping was threats as his fingers wiggled towards Seungmin one last time, eliciting a squeal before he went out to let him sleep.

That was 5 kids to go, now the last 2 whom he planned the most for…

He pondered where the loud duo could be, steps of his feet drumming against the wooden floors that creaked sullenly when he walked. He entered the art room, a quiet wave of serenity washing over him the moment his feet touched the marble floor. It was silent here, a barricade keeping out the noises that crashed Hyunjin’s focus whenever he tried to make art sealed shut, letting his hands dance over canvases when his feet weren’t on the floor.

Smiling softly at the peace of the room, he snapped his head at the sound of pencils drawing smoothly onto the canvas. Was Hyunjin seriously drawing? A pang of guilt shot through his heart, he’d hate to ruin the ferret’s drawing with his want to punish him, he loved their passion in their respective hobbies, enjoying admiring them in their field of strength more than anything.

Which is why he set up a trap.

Holding a paintbrush in his hands, he tapped gently onto the wall, and almost in an instant a pair of ferret ears peeked from the wall, crawling over and inspecting Chan, as if a cat finding something interesting. The older chuckled softly, letting the analysis happen without a worry, he looked very much adorable this way anyway. Eventually the older got bored, scooping the artist up without a word and planting him onto the bed of the room, where Hyunjin mostly slept when he stayed up late at night.

“You argued quite loudly with Changbin, and now you act like you don’t deserve punishment?” Chan scolded, but the smile he wore was much less intimidating. Grabbing his wrists he pinned them high, high above his head, stretching out his shirt to reveal his tummy entirely. The younger visibly panicked, babbling pleas of apologies as he watched the paint brush he was so curious about draw closer to his tummy. Shaking his head, he was begging on his knees, or lying down, for this not to happen.

“Since you were drawing, how about I draw for you?” With that, Chan attached his lips to Hyunjin’s stomach, blowing long and torturous raspberries all over. Hyunjin shrieked, his sensitivity hitting new peaks as he stomped and cackled.

“ARGH AHAHAHAH! I CAHAHAHN’T TAHAHAHKE IT!” Hyunjin squealed out desperately, trying to pull his arms down from being held like ropes up to head, unable to do anything but thrash like a fish out of water. Chan grumbled when screeches filled the air, maybe he should’ve just ended it at Jeongin. But no matter, there wouldn’t be anymore screeching soon enough.

Lifting his lips from the tortured tummy, Hyunjin panted and gasped for air, pleading for mercy as he pulled at his arms, putting out his lower lip to make him look all the more miserable. Unfortunately, the judge did not rule in his favour, as right then he felt the paintbrush dip into his navel, painting delicate strokes that made him shriek before cackling like a maniac, digging his heels into the bed.

“OHOHO MY GAHAHAHD! MAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAP!” He cried out, going absolutely crazy as if he had lost his wits, much to Chan’s fun. He enjoyed seeing the drama queen being himself, wanting and craving more laughter for his ensemble of a punishment. He knew that the ferret would tap out soon, but those flushed cheeks and crinkled eyes made it hard to resist.

“One last finale…” Chan stuck his lips onto Hyunjin’s side, blowing as hard as he could. A scream loud enough to wake up the entire dorm rang out before it turned pin drop silent, Hyunjin silently begging for mercy as his throat turned hoarse and quiet. The older’s canvas was finished, letting him go as he watched the artist curl up into a ball, giggling away the tingles. He tucked Hyunjin into bed, being careful not to touch him as he twitched in agitated motions from how hard he was wrecked. Leaving the second last room, he ventured out, tickle hungry enough to say he was starving for his last victim.

6 kids down, now for the last one, he’d be saving the best for last.

Humming a soft tune, Chan spins around the halls gleefully, his mood to wreck his children increasing by the second. It put his nerves on end, sent his heart pounding and heightening his senses. He practically flipped the dorm upside down trying to find the last child of a rapper, nowhere to be found. Just as he heaved a sigh of frustration and stomped his feet with a pout, a squeal came from the chick’s coop, a squeal he knew anywhere else.

Bolting and barging right into the brownie boy’s room, he swung open the door faster than lightning, face to face with Minho’s babies, wrestling on the pillows. His eyes met Changbin’s in an instant, boring holes that went straight through the rapper’s soul, sending a chill down his spine. Believe me when I said he dashed out as fast as Chan came in, squealing for his life as a ravenous Chan chased him down.

Unfortunately, the dwaekki was caught almost as soon as he left, hoisted up into the air and slumped onto Chan’s shoulder as if he weighed air. As they trekked into Chan’s bedroom, Changbin squirmed and thrashed, trying to pull away the hands locked around his waist.

“You made me suffer. Through. All. That. Finding. You are so. So. Getting. It.” Chan emphasised his firm point, each full stop he made containing a poke somewhere on the younger’s body, from his ribs to his sides, then his back to his hips, it made Changbin squeal loudly with each poke. Thrown on the bed, the oldest took the sweater he originally intended to wear to sleep before he was disturbed, now tying Changbin’s hands above his head, making him whimper in fear.

“Since you made me go through all that finding, I’ll tell you exactly what I’m going to do to you. First, I’ll scratch these nails into your ribs, right into the crevices while whispering sweet compliments into your ear, not to mention blow wind into them. Then, I’ll knead your hips gently, not enough to make you hysterical but you’ll buck like a wild bull. To keep you down, I’ll nibble along that cute pudge of your tummy, I just bet it’ll be unbearable to you. But too bad, it won’t stop till I feel that I’ve had enough and don’t feel hungry. Aw~ You blushing?”

Chan cooed after meticulously plotting and spilling his actions that would be happening to the poor rapper underneath, whose face and ears were already on fire before anything even happened. He shook his head desperately, digging his heels into the bed as the cat fiddled with his tongue, unable to get words out. Anticipation was killing him, the thought of being told exactly what was doing and having the thought of cackling himself silly drove him up the wall. He shrieked when Chan merely placed his hands underneath his shirt, the warmth of his hands making him burst into sweet high pitched giggles, eyes crinkled shut with a dimpled smile.

“What a cutie~ Haven’t even touched you yet and you’re so giggly? Isn’t that just the sweetest…” The oldest might’ve been a tad bit sadistic for being so cruel, but he was hungry for that laughter, especially after all that searching.

“Pl-Plehehehease! I-I’m sohohohory!” Changbin meekly begged, unable to take the tendrils of anticipation that drove him crazy before any fingers or lips got the chance to wreck him silly, what an embarrassment.

“You want me to wreck you? Want me to wreck you badly?” Chan cooed sweetly with an innocent smile, masking away his sinister intentions as a squirmy Changbin only got redder in the face, nodding timidly. He smirked, he loved getting his way.

Diving his head under Bin’s sweatshirt, he did exactly what he set out to do, teeth settling onto the pudge of fat that lined his tummy before his v-line, going crazy with raspberries and nibbles onto it. His fingers drilled into his thighs, the inner section where the skin would clash the thighs together, switching between his nails scribbling up and down to squeezing it relentlessly.

To say Changbin went crazy was an understatement, a loud, shrill scream akin to Hyunjin’s left his mouth before he cackled himself insane, trying first to close his legs before they were open back up promptly, arching his back, but it only pressed that dreaded mouth against his bare skin more, forcing him to crash back down.

“ARGHAHAHAHAAH! YAHAHAHAA!” He couldn’t even get words out, only shaking his head as he tugged hard at the sweater, who suffered in agony from the sheer strength it was being tugged at, but didn’t relent to let his hands free. Chan chuckled slowly, mumbling against his pudge that made him squeal.

“Can’t even speak anymore Bin? How adorable.” Was all that left his mouth before he got busy on his tummy again, Changbin absolutely hated how his Hyungs knew exactly where to make him go ballistic, his fingers digging into his wrists in ticklish agony. His howling didn’t even make it to two minutes before it cut off, hoarsely but silently begging for mercy as tears streamed down his face like rivulets.

Chan let up, he wasn’t out to kill after all. Lifting himself out of Changbin’s shirt and untying him, he snuggled into Changbin’s hair, taking in the sweet scent of strawberries and kissing the top of his head sweetly. His hands did his usual routine of tracing those hearts into his cheeks, making the younger smile shyly through his greedy panting. They both fell asleep, both tired from hunting and being hunted.

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“Is he still crying?” Lee Know questioned Changbin as he heard loud sniffles coming from the bathroom.

“Yep” Bin said as he went back to scrolling through his phone. They were sitting in the practice room area, only some of the members were present while others ran some errands or schedules. They had just finished their dome tour an hour ago. And Yongbok… still crying.

Lee Know stood up with a loud sigh. He often chuckled to himself about Lix’s sensitivity on emotional matters, especially at how easily he could get him to forget about them.

Lino mischievously waited a few feet from the bathroom door. It wasn’t until Lix had taken two steps out while sniffling that Lino ran at full speed and lifted him into the air by his torso.

“WhAAHaa hyuung stop” Lix said while sniffling into his hands. Lino had a tight grip around his hips. He walked towards Lix’s napping room as he heard Bin laugh off in the distance at his sudden tackle at the small boy.

“Pleheeease I’m not in the mood” Lix said while hanging off Lino’s shoulder.

“Yeeeah you always say that. Liar” Lino smirked.

Lix just covered his face in his hands as he blushed. Suddenly, he was tossed onto a bed as the door was closed. He began to hear something similar to Lofi music playing from the TV as Lino dimly turned on a lamp.

“You look like the definition of the ‘womp womp’ sound effect right now” Lino said.

“Can you leave me alooooone.”

“No!” Lino jumped on the bed as he hugged a curled up sniffling Felix, “and you know you don’t want me to~”

Lix blushed once again. He slowly got under the blankets as Lino quickly tossed them up and jumped under them. Once they were both under, Lix didn’t hesitate to snuggle his back up to Lino’s chest while holding his arm to his own chest.

“Seee~” Lino teased. He began to flutter some fingers on Lix’s chin of the hand he was holding onto for dear life. He flashed his teeth in a smile as he curled up, trying to trap his fingers between his chin and upper chest.

“Nahahaha” Felix giggled in a squeak.

“You’re holding my arm here! Not my problem”

Lino slowed the pace of his fingers as Lix began to push his chin up against them like an actual cat. He clearly enjoyed when Lino gently cheered him up this way… he was just too chicken to say it.

So, Lino stopped.

Lix began to rub his chin on Lino’s hand again in hopes of him resuming the light comfortable tracing on his skin, but it didn’t happen. Lino wanted to see just how much he’d say.

It didn’t take long for Lix to flip his head over and look at him with tear stained puppy eyes. It was almost as if they were saying ‘please’.

“What? Hm?” Lino teased.

“Mmmm~” Felix whined while shaking his head at Lino’s hand, “mmhmhmm” he motioned.

Lino cooed at him. “Do you want me to help you nap again?”

Lix’s face lit up.

“Yes please”

So Lino began to pet at his chin while using his other hand to hold Lix tight to his chest. He fluttered that hand right under his belly button, on that thin strip of tummy that got him giggling like crazy. Lix was already kicking his legs out from under the blankets at the sensations. Lino often moved from side to side on his stomach, occasionally spider crawling up his sides and back down onto his tummy.

One of Lix’s favorite things he would do, Lino noticed, was when he’d crawl his fingers all the way onto his back, specifically the lower regions areas. This had Lix arch his back ever so slightly and bite his bottom lip in an attempt to not scream at the light tickles. He giggled happily in an attempted whisper every. single. time.

Lino currently held Yongbok with both arms wrapped around his torso, his legs wrapped around his, and his nose buried into the back of Lix’s neck. He breathed out and nuzzled, Lix making little noises of satisfaction mixed in with his giggles. He never once asked him to stop.

Between the tippy taps of Lino’s fingers on Lix’s sides, the scribbles and scratches at his tummy and back, the one-finger traces along his sides and legs, and the affectionate nuzzling into his neck, Lix’s tear stained eyes turned quickly to beautiful laughing orbs. His fanged teeth were out on full display as his quiet giggles just kept pouring out, his bottom lip red from biting it to suppress them.

“Oh? I didn’t know you were ticklish here-“ Lino said with a poke to Lix’s lower rib, making him jolt to the left.

“Or here…” another prod to his lower right ribs. Lix jumped to the right.

“Here too…”

“Oh this too? Wow”

“More?!”

“STOhohop heheAHaha” Felix giggled loudly as Lino began exploring all his weaker spots. He weakly swatted at his hands in an attempt to get him to slow down, to which Lino cooed at. He loved to tease him.

The calming atmosphere of the room, too, was something Lino never failed at making feel complete. The calming lofi that played in the background, the calm cool wind coming through the window, the dim light illuminating the dark night sky.. everything was right.

Lino was still tracing Lix’s lower tummy as he “hehe’d” again and buried his face into the pillows. He simply admired him, the ball of sunshine that was really beaming in his grip.

Maybe he should get emotional more often.