#lee!ignacio

 A whole case of raspberry candies.

That was what Ignacio sat on his table, what he’d just paid a solid 40 dollars for, and what might possibly be his saving grace.

Ignacio had been in an absolutely awful lee mood for the last few weeks now, his mind filled with flustering thoughts, of sensations long forgotten, of a laugh he hadn’t freed in years, of how lonely it made him feel and yet how stupid it seemed. He missed how nice it felt to just relax and let someone else take control for once, someone trusted. Nowadays he wasn’t sure if he could trust anyone with that kind of vulnerability, which made the mood all that much more unbearable.

However, when he’d heard the Candy Club had gotten a new shipment of ‘special candies’, he knew he would check it out. Lo and behold, he now had a case of what was called Giggleberry Candy, supposedly imbued with some kind of special properties. The kind that could help with this raging lee mood once and for all.

He pulled a box out of the case, opened the box, and pulled out one of the candies. It was small and round, and a sort of dark pink that was fairly easy on the eyes, and almost a bit translucent. According to the box the candy was supposed to be raspberry flavored, which, he supposed, made the color make sense. He found himself studying it, as if it were a beautiful flower he’d found growing in the grass. It brought thoughts to his mind of what it could possibly do to help his lee mood.

He took a deep breath, feeling his anticipation pull him to the breaking point before popping the candy into his mouth.

He set the box down, almost able to feel the candy traveling down his throat, practically vibrating with anticipation as he sat down on his couch. 

Suddenly, his excitement spiked, and before he knew it, an insanely ticklish sensation took over his entire belly. It felt like someone was blowing a continuous raspberry right in the middle, the sensation covering his whole belly, with absolutely no breaks for breath. It made him laugh harder than he could ever remember laughing, enough to bring mirthful tears to his eyes in seconds. It felt insane, it felt unbearable, and yet it felt so fucking nice. So nice to finally smile and laugh. So nice to let go, even for a few minutes, and let himself be. So nice to fall back onto his couch, face bright with blush, laughing his heart out and without a judgmental gaze to watch him. So nice to still have the freedom to squirm, bang his fist on the cushions below and kick his legs without the sensations stopping until the candy wore off. 

When it finally did, it faded slowly as though easing him off of his euphoric high, which didn’t completely go away, leaving him to stare at the ceiling, a large smile still plastered on his face. Tears had trailed down from bright, refreshed eyes to his dark pink cheeks, his sides hurt from laughing and his cheeks hurt from smiling. He felt so content, so happy, so grateful that he’d bought those candies.

FUCKING SOBS‼️ YOU GENIUS‼️