#lee!levi

Levi sighed in relief. Indeed it was.

“But.. That doesn’t mean that I am not curious to hear your answer. Won’t you tell me?” Erwin added to that, causing Levi’s insides to continue the crazy dance they were doing.

He scoffed. “...Ridiculous. Of course I’m not. We have to stop them,” he said hurriedly, but Erwin grabbed his arm.

“I don’t see why we should. A bit of laughter can’t hurt,” he said. Levi disagreed. 

“It is not right to play around like thi-HNMgh!” Levi spazzed when he felt a single finger pierce into his side, and he jumped up and turned to see the mischievous smile on Erwin’s face.

“Figured as much,” he said, and he did it again. This time Levi was quick enough to grab his hand and stop him from making such a ridiculous scene in public, but that was when Erwin reminded him he had two hands, and before Levi could react, his side was getting tickled with the most unbearable finger wiggles. 

He shook heavily and let out a strangled noise that dissolved into forced giggles. “Erwi-Hngh! H-hehehey!” 

Blushing heavily, he tried to break free, but his boss was persistent and calmly chased after him, fingers with a mission to tickle him to death.

“ERWahaha! I am wahaharning you!” Levi cackled. How embarrassing. He whipped his head around and saw the other two were still engaged in their outrageous tickle fight. He gave another panicked look in the other direction where people were; all occupied with their own business. Phew.

“Don’t worry, no one is watching,” Erwin reassured him kindly. “Let out that laugh some more?” he said with that goofy grin, his fingers climbing up and down Levi’s sides in what felt a maddening ticklish way, and he struggled against Erwin’s bigger body and laughed loudly. 

“GAhah! You’re unbehehelievable!” 

“Hmh. Consider it a fair punishment for lying to your superior.” 

That Erwin...! Levi made a dive to the side, but Erwin closed him in, and stumbling backwards, Levi ended up with his back against the wall where Erwin took the opportunity to trap him, blocking his way out completely.

“HAH--!” Levi pressed his lips together and stopped the stream of laughter that was about to come out when right at that time, Hange came walking towards them.

“Everything alright over there?” she asked.

“Oh, yes. Just discussing a strategy. Right, Levi?” Erwin said, his hand subtly digging into his side which Hange couldn’t see from this angle. Levi nodded.

“Y-yes,” he wheezed.

“Would you kindly check on the junior cadets for me? I believe they are nervous for tomorrow’s mission.” 

Hange did seem a little suspecting about their position but did not look any further as she turned around again. “Aye aye sir~”  she sang, leaving Levi alone with Erwin the childish tickle monster again. He swiftly caught his hand and shot him a glare.

“I s-said don’t-GAHH!” Erwin used this move against him as he grabbed his hand and pinned it above his head.

“Come on now. I am just making sure you get your daily dose of laughter, Levi~” he taunted, using his free hand to poke at Levi’s exposed underarm. Levi shuddered and let out a tiny most embarrassing shriek.

“NAhahh! I hahahad plenty! Lehehet go of mehehe!” 

He blushed when all Erwin did was smile. “I will, in a moment. Okay?” Levi just whiiined when Erwin tickled him some more, making him giggle and laugh until he could hardly breathe. At some point he just stopped struggling. Erwin then finally released him and patted his shoulder.

“Hope that makes you feel better. I will see you at our meeting in an hour,” Erwin resumed business casually, and he finally stepped away and left, leaving Levi with room to finally breathe and embrace his personal space. His heart was racing. What was that for...! 

Erwin was too random sometimes. He wouldn’t have thought something so silly would occur again, but he was wrong. 

From that moment on, Erwin would actually keep up his daily dose joke literally. Everyday, he would sneak up behind Levi and tickle him. Sometimes briefly, sometimes longer, depending on the moment and their whereabouts. 

Sometimes Levi hated him for it. And eventually, sometimes he hated him for not doing it, or for not doing it long enough. And most of the times he hated himself for actually enjoying this nonsense, but Erwin’s magical ‘daily dose’ of laughter actually did wonders to his moods, strength and energy. 

It made him feel energized and more optimistic going into missions, and well yes, maybe he also just enjoyed being close to Erwin in the end.

Even losing an arm on the battlefield did not change Erwin’s optimism or behavior. “Levi~” he signaled he should come over.

“What is it?” Levi made his way towards him, wondering if he needed help with anything. Even though the mood had been quite gloomy since that battle, and Erwin had nothing to smile about after losing an arm, he gently held out his one arm and smiled.

“Come. I haven’t heard you laugh today.” 

Levi blushed. He couldn’t even bring out a silly excuse as he voluntarily stepped closer to Erwin.

“...Right here?” he muttered.

Erwin chuckled. “No one’s here right now, is there?” Levi looked at the others in distance and sighed. He closed the last bit of distance between him and Erwin until Erwin could curl his arm around him. His fingers instantly started to prod his side gently.

“Hmph..” Levi shuddered, his lips pressing together but forming a goofy smile he never would want to show anyone else but Erwin.

“You don’t need to hold back,” Erwin said while his fingers continued to dig into his lower side. Levi bucked slightly and gasped when Erwin’s grip suddenly felt tighter. As he was pulled against Erwin’s taller body, Levi squealed when Erwin’s only five fingers started to run all over his side and ribs, up and down, up and down. 

“HAahah! Eheheherwin, hahahave mercy!” he whined, his laughter instantly loud, and he blushed in embarrassment. If he didn’t know better, he would’ve thought this was just a usual ten finger - tickle attack. With Erwin’s skill and precision, it absolutely felt like it.

“N-no hahahah hahahang on ー not thehehere!” Levi cackled when Erwin’s traveling fingers went past his ribs where they crawled under his arm. He gasped when Erwin held him so tight that he ended up with his face against his shoulder.

“Just give me a moment, m’kay?” Erwin huffed, and Levi thought he sounded sad, as if he had been longing for this moment of pure innocent joy, so he nodded and buried his face in Erwin’s shoulder. Erwin’s fingers then started to scribble against the sensitive area of his armpit, and Levi let out a wave of hysterical squeals and giggles as he squirmed in Erwin’s arm.

“Hahahaha! Oh-- ahahaha!” His laughter sounded funny and a little messed up as he took deep breaths and fought to not hold back. His automatic response would be to try and hold back, but he didn’t want to hide his laugh from Erwin at the same time.

“At least you’re still ticklish. Glad that did not change,” Erwin said softly, his fingers playing Levi like an instrument, and Levi giggled and shook his head.

“Y-you haahah-- you didn’t chahahange eiheither!” he gasped. That made Erwin’s tickle-hunt stop for a moment, and he felt how Erwin hesitated. Levi grabbed him and panted while leaning against his shoulder.

“You are still the same lousy Commander,” Levi panted, smiling mischievously.

“Ah yeah, is that right?” Of course it reactivated Erwin’s tickle attack, but definitely worse than before as he dug mercilessly into Levi’s torso, making him burst out in a hysterical laughing fit, and even shriek.

“Ehehehehrwin! Aahahah!” From then on Levi knew to keep his liar-mouth shut. Of course he didn’t think Erwin was a lousy commander, but at a moment like this, the man just deserved to be teased, to lift his spirits. And even if that meant provoking Erwin right at the moment he had his tickly claw on him, it was a risk Levi happily accepted. 

A daily dose of laughter, both of them knew it wasn’t actually daily. Still, Erwin would act like it, telling Levi things like how he wasn’t planning on missing out on a single day’s dose. 

Even right after an argument. 

“You were quite mean,” Erwin said. Levi turned his head angrily. 

“Huh?” he growled.

“Telling me you’d break my legs.” Erwin gave a dramatic sigh. Levi rolled his eyes.

“I was serious.”

“Yeah, I know. So come, sit, while they still function properly,” Erwin mocked, inviting Levi to sit on his lap. Somehow, Levi had felt strange leaving Erwin in the office after their intense conversation, which brought him back inside before he actually could reconsider.

Luckily Erwin made it less awkward by initiating the continuation of their chat right away, even inviting him to come closer like this.

“I really dislike you sometimes,” Levi sighed. 

“I know,” Erwin said again. Levi still did as he was told and sat on his lap. 

“I also know you are just worried about me,” Erwin said, his hand resting against Levi’s lower back. “And I thank you for that.”

Levi felt something burn in his stomach right then and there. Anger, frustration, sadness, and also something else. That something else was the exact thing that drove him over the edge, and he roughly grabbed Erwin’s collar and kissed him, but not after telling him: “Shut up!” 

For some reason, Erwin seemed prepared for that as he kissed him back without even a brief moment of hesitation. They kissed until they were almost breathless, and even then Levi was determined to keep on kissing. 

Frankly, he had wanted to kiss Erwin for ages and hated himself for delaying until now, as much as he hated Erwin for delaying it too. With all of his ‘daily dose of laughter’ tickles, instead of doing something like this. What even..?

Oh, speaking of..

“HMH!” Levi spazzed when he felt Erwin’s fingers curl against his side. He could even feel the smirk on his face too. 

“Don’t you dare,” Levi huffed in the middle of their kiss.

“Dare what?” Erwin hummed.

“Tickle me.” They both froze and Levi couldn’t believe he would fall for something so stupid.

“You said it Levi~” Erwin said, and his fingers started to do their thing: tickling Levi. Levi squirmed in his lap and laughed, but despite his loud reactions Erwin wasn’t reluctant to pick up their kiss again. 

“EHeheheh mmphh! Erw--hmhhh!” 

Levi had put all of his love, respect, desire and whatever into that one kiss, and here Erwin was, turning it into one of their tickly sessions. Then again, he couldn’t hate him for it. After all, something about this felt intimate too.

That day he allowed Erwin to kiss and tickle him silly, and perhaps something more, but that was something to keep to themselves.

The flower was moving slightly in the wind. The single flower Levi had decided to bring today. 

He sat before Erwin’s grave and sighed. The silence was maddening. The lack of Erwin’s voice. The lack of Erwin’s touch. Even the lack of Levi’s own laughter... as well. 

He had not laughed a single time since Erwin’s passing, nor did he think he ever would again.

“Tch... Where is my daily dose of laughter now, Erwin?” Levi muttered. Strangely right at that moment, the flower he had placed on Erwin’s grave was taken away by a gust of wind. Or well, a breeze. Just a simple breeze, but strong enough to make Levi watch it fly away as if to tease him.

His lips curled in a very little smile. “One last trick, huh. Erwin? I am sorry, you fail. I am not laughing.” 

He fought back the urge to cry pathetically. “I’m not laughing at all, you idiot.” 

Levi sighed. If only he did not waste the time they had together, by running away from Erwin’s tickles. if only he had seriously grabbed a chance anytime to tell Erwin that a daily dose of laughter would go both ways, so why not tickle him back?

It had been a long day of training, and everyone had finally settled down for the night, except for Captain Levi, who was busy with his usual cleaning routine in the Scout Regiment’s headquarters. Eren sat nearby, watching him obsess over the already spotless room, a smirk forming on his lips.

“Don’t you ever stop?” Eren teased, leaning back in his chair.

Levi, without looking up, responded flatly. “Not until this place looks like people who actually care about hygiene live here.”

Eren chuckled. “It already looks perfect, Captain. Maybe you’re just avoiding sleep.”

Levi shot him a quick glare, his eyes daring Eren to push further. But Eren, feeling a surge of boldness, stood up and walked over, reaching out for the cleaning cloth Levi was using.

“Here, let me help you with that,” Eren joked, grabbing for the cloth.

Levi’s hand darted out, fast as lightning, gripping Eren’s wrist to stop him. But in the brief struggle, Eren’s fingers accidentally grazed Levi’s side. Eren froze, his eyes widening as he noticed something odd: Levi’s body stiffened, and for just a second, the corner of his mouth twitched, almost like he was holding back a laugh.

“No way…” Eren muttered under his breath, his mind racing.

Levi, clearly trying to ignore what had just happened, released Eren’s wrist and turned back to his cleaning. But Eren wasn’t going to let this go. He had to be sure.

“Captain,” Eren said, his voice laced with amusement, “are you… ticklish?”

Levi’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t be stupid, Jaeger.”

But Eren saw through it. That tiny moment of vulnerability had cracked Levi’s usual unshakable exterior, and now Eren was on a mission. He couldn’t believe it, Captain Levi, the most intimidating, stoic person he knew, had a weakness.

Grinning mischievously, Eren moved closer. “Oh, I think you are…”

Before Levi could stop him, Eren’s fingers darted toward Levi’s ribs, poking lightly. This time, the reaction was undeniable: Levi’s body jerked to the side, his lips pressing into a thin line to stifle a sound. But Eren had seen it, and he didn't plan on stopping anytime soon.

“Gotcha!” Eren laughed, his fingers quickly poking at Levi’s sides again.

Levi’s hand shot out to block him, but it was too late. A soft, involuntary sound escaped Levi’s throat. A laugh, barely there but real enough for Eren to hear. Levi looked mortified.

“Erehehen,” Levi’s voice was dangerously low, but the warning was undermined by the way his body tensed at each touch.

“Oh, this is amazing!” Eren couldn’t stop grinning. He wasn’t sure if it was more shocking to hear Levi laugh or to realize he was the one making it happen. He pressed his advantage, darting his fingers along Levi’s ribs, testing different spots. “Captain Levi, ticklish? Who would’ve thought?”

Levi’s attempts to stop him were half-hearted at best. He tried to push Eren away, but each poke sent a shock through his body, making him twist out of reach. At one point, a real, breathy laugh broke through, and Eren’s eyes lit up with victory.

"Ahahahah, dammit Erehehen!"

Levi swatted at him again, but his usual precision was gone, his focus clearly divided between maintaining his composure and fighting off the sensation. “Naha hahahaha, stohop it!” he growled, but the command lacked its usual bite.

“I can’t believe this! I’m never gonna let you live this down,” Eren teased, his hands relentless as he poked at Levi’s ribs, under his arms, even daring to brush against his stomach.

Eren was loving every second of this. It was a complete role reversal - Levi, who was always in control, always the one dominating every situation, was now at Eren’s mercy. And seeing Levi, of all people, laugh and squirm was too much fun to pass up.

Levi’s breath hitched, and his face turned slightly pink as he fought to suppress more laughter. “Yohou hehehe little brahahat…!” he managed to grit out, though his words were broken by another unwilling laugh.

"AhahahHAHA!! OKAHAHEY! ENOhuhough!"

Finally, after what felt like an eternity (but was probably only a few minutes), Levi managed to shove Eren off with enough force to create some space between them. He was breathing heavily, his eyes narrowed in what should have been a deadly glare, but the flush on his cheeks softened the effect.

“If you ever tell anyone about this,” Levi said, his voice low and threatening, “I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Eren, still laughing, held up his hands in mock surrender. “I won’t tell a soul, Captain,” he promised, though the grin on his face made it clear he would never forget this moment. “But I’ve got to say, I didn’t think you had a weak spot.”

Levi didn’t respond, just stood there, trying to regain his composure. After a long pause, he turned back to his cleaning, as if nothing had happened, though the tension in the air hadn’t quite dissipated.

Eren, feeling victorious, sat back down, still grinning to himself. He may not have won many battles against Levi, but this one, this moment, was a win he would savor for a long time.

"... why are you looking?"

Erwin was standing with a feather on a short distance, he was not moving. Levi, on the other hand, WAS getting nervous.

"M-m, I don't know," Erwin murmured, circling the feather in his hand, "you just look so unrestrained from here. Don't know where to start."

"Well, you should start somewhere or I'll beat shit outta you," Levi said and raised his eyebrow.

"If you ask," Erwin shrugged his shoulders and disappeared behind the chair.

What the fuck.

Levi closed his eyes. Not a big deal (something sulking in his stomach, but it's fine), just a regular session. With regular Erwin. With regular feather in his hand- oh fuck!

He started slightly at first - gently flowing near the ear, Levi twitched. The feather followed him, he opened his eyes - a threat! Erwin was just near.

"Hey," he smiled.

"I'm going to twist your fingers," Levi said, but immediately regretted it - those fingers went under his chin down to his neck, "no-no-NOHOHO!"

"Me first", joyfully said Erwin, tracing the lines on his skin. Levi clenched his teeth. Fucker.

He moved away his head, trying to get rid of the warm fingers, but they found him here and there, light lines, itchy fingerpits, dragging up and down. Why the hell does this man need a feather?

Erwin couldn't reach his palms today though - it was a win for Levi to be only in handcuffs and fully restrained.

...it didn't mean that Erwin couldn't reach the other parts of his hand though.

"What... what, you, you bastard don't go there, I'll fuck- fuhuhuhuck!" he pulled his hand, the feather danced on the inside of his elbow. "Youhuhu, I-i you!-"

"Me? I'm not touching you," Erwin said, his feather was focusing on one spot.

"Youhuhor feather doeHEHEEEHEHEE!" he screamed when Erwin suddenly tickled his tummy with his whole palm, putting every finger under his shirt. "LeHEHEHEABE ME ALOHHOHONE!"

"Nuh-uh," Erwin smiled. Levi wanted both spit in his face and kiss it. He felt remorse. There was something in his ears again then, but he was getting sweaty. Erwin didn't stop there - the feather travelled to the back of Levi's neck, it couldn't reach his spine as Erwin LOVED to do (Levi wanted to kill him), but what it definitely could was his pits.

"Okay, thahahat's a NOHO-NO SPHHHAHAHA!"

"FUHUHUCK YOU EH- EHERWIN!" Levi decided to spit in his mouth, but missed.

He dragged back, legs almost kicking reflectivelly, wide smile - a grin - a short smirk, a loud giggle (leave me alone!) a try to bite! Erwin was still calm and looked like a bitchiest bitch in the world.

Then, of course, there were some hysterics - he went all red and angry, especially for the last few minutes where Erwin tickled his tummy again and then bit it a few times, so at the end of the timer Levi was drained, heavily breathing.

"How're you, dear?" Erwin asked, kissing his forehead

Levi closed his eyes again. He heard Erwin unlocking the cuffs.

"Good enough," he answered, "but we're ordering pizza today."

"Jäger, go run ten laps outside. Now." Levi's tone was so cold that everyone could swear that the temperature had dropped of a few degrees all of a sudden. "But sir, it's night... and it's raining..!" The teal-eyed guy whined; "Which is why it's in your best interest to run as fast as you can." The man's gaze was literally furious, so the young soldier decided to go and avoid any other repercussions.

After dinner, the exhausted Captain went to his quarters... only to be met with an extra pile of paperwork. He tsk-ed and went to his desk, with the only intention to finish everything as soon as possible. When he was about halfway through, he got interrupted by a knock on the door. He would've probably murdered the one who dared to show up at such a late time, but since it was Erwin, he made an exception.

"Good evening, Levi" the Commander greeted him with a warm smile "Shall I come later? You seem a bit busy..." He asked, not even trying to hide his concern for his friend. "If it's something important, I can take a quick break." The shorter man replied, ignoring every fiber of his body telling him to continue his work and go to sleep immediately.

"Well, it is rather important actually," the blond said to catch Levi's attentiok "I noticed you were in a bad mood, so I only came here to check on you. But the fact that you're still working with those dark circles under your eyes is even more concerning." He added with a stern tone. "Tsk. I'll go to bed as soon as I'm done, don't worry." The dark-haired man tried to dismiss his superior, but it didn't work at all.

"Absolutely not. That pile of documents will take at least another two hours to complete and you don't have that much time. Just go to bed and I'll ask to my superiors for an extra day to hand in everything." Erwin tried to reason with him, but he hit a wall... way more solid than Maria, Rose and Sina combined together.

But he had an idea of how to make that wall crumble, whether it would be slowly or with a single blow. He walked behind his friend, making it seem like he was just checking what kind of report he was writing, only to mimic what Eren had done at dinner that evening.

"GAH- N-not you too! Are you seriously copying that brat?!" Levi was caught by surprise once more and didn't manage to hold back his reaction, much to his dismay and Erwin's amusement. "I'm sorry, I thought I'd seen something on your neck and I just tried to brush it off." The Commander apologized, with a performance that would've won the prize for worst performance in the history of acting.

The ravenhead jumped quickly on his feet and tried to reach the door, but his friend was quick to anticipate his move and managed to beat him in speed (also thanks to his longer legs, but it's better if we don't say it out loud). He reached the captain and dragged him to bed, then he threw him on the mattress making him lie on his stomach.

"So, are you going to get some rest?" He asked while keeping a hand in the middle of the other's back to not let him get up. "I said I don't need it! Just let me finish my work!!" Levi exclaimed with a hint of annoyance in his voice. "If you still have that much energy, I'm sure this will be nothing for you to handle." Erwin grinned while spidering his free hand up and down his friend's side and ribs.

"W-whahat are you thihinking?! Arehe yohou twelve?!" Levi tried to hold back his laughter but he couldn't do anything for his legs kicking reflexively, indicating how much that gentle touch was affecting him. "I was sincerely hoping to just convince you to go to bed, but you decided to be stubborn and say no..." Erwin tried to blame it all on him, although he knew he could've simply ordered him to drop everything and go to bed. Levi's strict work ethic would've made him follow that command.

But this was way funnier, and it was too rare of an opportunity to miss.

"Juhuhuhust cuhut it ohohout alreahahadyehe!!" The shorter man squealed while trying to cover up his side, but his friend's fingers always found a way to worm through his defenses. Also, not being able to see where or when he would strike made him feel more sensitive.

"If you still have enough energy to bark like that, you're not tired enough yet." The Commander stated seriously, as if it was some kind of serious report or anything. "Yohohou're juhust sahahaying nohohonsensehe nohow!" The blue-eyed man replied once more, still keeping that hint of harshness in his voice.

"Nonsense? I think your tiredness is making you lose your sense of judgment." Erwin fake-gasped, feeling surprisingly playful that night "Also, I think you should pay attention to your tone in front of a superior." He was still kidding obviously, he never minded Levi being a bit harsh. It was just how he was, and now they weren't even technically working, they were just hanging out as friends so the militar hierarchy didn't count.

However, that "rude" tone gave him the excuse to change spot and go for the ravenhead's thighs, which he already knew they were really, really bad for him. "Juhuhust gohoho ahahawahahahay!!" Levi squawked while he struggles and kicked harder to break free.

"Oh well, why didn't you ask sooner?" Was the only thing that came out from the blond's mouth before his wiggly fingers went to softly scratch the other's scalp, exactly where his hair was shaved. That never failed to draw the best reaction out of him. "AAAAAAHAHAHA OKAHAY YOU WIHIHIN YOHOHOU WIHIN JUHUHUST STOHOHOHOP!!"

Levi's death spot was the only one that managed to get him to laugh really loud, but it also annihilated his stamina in a few seconds. The Commander knew that, and that night he'd decided to use that to his advantage. However, the Captain was really exhausted from that stunt, so much that his eyes were closing on their own.

He fell asleep while thinking of Farlan and Isabel, remembering all those times when they would playfight like that without a care in the world. They were his family after all, they were his safe space.

He motioned for you to sit down on the couch while he walked over to the bookshelf. “I know you already got something from me for Christmas but this is your real present. It took a bit to get here, but I wanted to give it to you as soon as I got it,” he scratched the back of his neck, sitting in front of you criss-crossing his legs. Levi shyly bowed his head and held the gift up to you, a heavy silver box with purple ribbon tied in a haphazard bow.

“Oh, Levi! Please tell me you didn’t splurge, I love the Ruri-chan blanket you got me already,” you looked down at him, both grateful but also a bit taken aback. Levi shook his head, pushing the gift onto your lap gently. “I-its not splurging if it’s for you, MC,” he whispered sincerely, tail twitching nervously at his side, “Please, open it, for me?”

You nodded your head, gingerly pulling at the ribbon and opening the box. You gasped when you saw what was inside. A white Wii console, two controllers, and a few games were carefully packed with a little note that read Merry Christmas, MC.

“How did you- they don’t make these anymore!” You gasped with wide eyes, unable to keep a wide smile off your face. You had told Levi about your childhood Wii console a while back, the fun you had losing yourself in your favorite games, which were all stowed away inside the box. “I wanted to make you more at home here, you looked really happy when you told me about these, especially… what was it.. Mario, something?”

“MARIO KART!” You clapped your hands and fished it out of the box, hugging it to your chest. “Levi, will you play it with me? I can’t wait to smoke you,” you giggled as he got a competitive glint in his eyes. You loved when you two hung out and gamed, you could tell he felt more confident and you liked spending time with him doing something you both enjoyed.

“Just because I’ve never played it before doesn’t mean you’re going to beat me, in fact, I would be surprised if you did,” he stuck up his nose, taking the box from you and grabbing the correct outlet adapter from his box in the corner. “Wait there, I’ll get it booted up.” He plugged in the Wii and connected it to the large TV in front of you, the nostalgia coming on in waves hearing the starting sounds.

You and Levi spent a few minutes making Miis of each other, sad that there weren’t any purple hairstyle options for him, but having fun anyway making your little characters run around. After a few minutes, you inserted the disc and readied your controllers, teaching Levi the controls and having a few practice laps. “Okay, do you think you’re ready to play for real now?” You wiggled your eyebrows at him where he was sitting across from you.

“I think I have the hang of it now, in fact, I know I’m going to win. A simple racing game? Child’s play, literally.”

“Oh? Then how about we raise the stakes? The loser…” You zoned out in thought, before a mischievous grin made its way onto your lips. “The loser gets wrecked by the winner!”

Levi’s cheeks bloomed an adorable shade of red, for he knew exactly what you meant by “wrecked”. The loser would be tickled by the winner, something he knew you both didn’t mind very much. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t incredibly flustered by it, something you knew, and were planning to take advantage of during the round. Was it cheating? Maaaaaaybe, but you also wanted to hear his precious laugh, something he didn’t share often.

He shook his head, trying to distract himself from the ghost tickles starting to creep up his back. “You’re on, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Levi taunted, trying to hide his growing blush and flustered state.

His Yoshi and your Waluigi drove up to the starting line, buzzing with energy. “3…2…1…go!” You chant along with the screen, blasting off with the CPUs. Levi was not too far behind you, tongue sticking out in concentration. You decided he was too cute not to mess with.

“Y’know Levi, I bet you’ll barely be able to hold back your laughter when I get those sides of yours,” you chirped, keeping your eyes on the screen. You saw Yoshi waver and almost drive off the track, not expecting distractions, let alone teasing from you. He was almost silent, tail swishing behind you unbeknownst to him.

“You get all squeaky when I get near your ears, how do you think you’ll fare now? Asmo did my nails yesterday so they’ll be extra tickly~”

“MC! This is cheating!” He was climbing up the ranks, a place behind you, but he was curling into himself which threw off his game.

“I’m not doing anything, just making some conversation!”

“Can we change the topic?” He said meekly, trying to keep his cool. He came up to you, trying to knock into Waluigi’s car. You knew it was time to pull out the big guns.

“Hmmm. Fine, I want to talk about how adorable your laugh is, it’s contagious and it always makes me want to hug you for being so gosh darn cute!”

Levi lost grip on his controller, letting it go in favor of covering his face with his hands. His ears were pink now, and he was quietly whining in protest of your statements. “Why do you always do this MC… saying things that aren’t true,” he groaned into his palms, refusing to show you the fiery flush on his cheeks. You scoot over and wrap your arms around his shoulders, “You might not think it is, but I do. I find you charming, cute, but most of all someone dear to me,” you whispered, rubbing his back. Levi peeked out of his fingers, sighing, but a big smile broke out onto his face. “Thank you,” he peeped, glancing down at the controller. The one that he dropped. With wide eyes, Levi turned to the TV which displayed a cheering Waluigi in first place.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want,” you said quickly, letting him know there was an out. But he shook his head, still embarrassed to the nines. “You won, I l-lost, fair and square,” Levi reasoned, chest filled with nervous excitement. “What kind of demon would I be if I couldn’t take it?”