Rêve
Lee(s): Hyui, Han
Ler(s): Hyui, Han, Chan
Words:2.2k
T/w: None!!! (Tell me if anything is triggering I’ll add it)
A/n: this idea came to me in a vision. Poor Hyui can’t catch a break. (He’s my bias btw). (P.s, Hyumori is Hyui’s Nexzoo, kinda like Han quokka for reference) Anyways, a lot of this dialogue is based on real convos/events between Hyui and Han!😚
LETS GET ITTTTT
Rêve: A dream, or being in a dream like state.
(I love taking French😫)
Ahem ahem aye this is a tickle fic so keep scrolling if you don’t like that bae
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Bounce Bounce
“Wow…these clouds are so bouncy!”
Our Hyui was in dream land.
He felt a bit tired after practicing, but he couldn’t go home until a while later, so he decided to take a nap.
Han Jisung had just finished recording a demo, collecting his stuff. He had time to spare so he decided to interact with the other idols.
“Oh-! Yuna!” He spotted the maknae and lightly jogged over to her. “Hey, how are you!”
“Oh! I just finished practicing! Uh, keep in mind, Hyui is sleeping in practice room 3, third floor!” Yuna warned, she always took care of her juniors.
Han Jisung did too, but he’s a bit mischievous, we know this. Which is why he quickly made his way to the third floor.
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Hyui laid in one of the clouds. “Soooo sooooft…” He ran his fingers through the cloud, watching as Hyumori chased a running walnut.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the calm setting.
“Hyui-yaaaaa~”
Hyui opened his eyes… “What was that..? Who’s calling my name?”
He looked around, nobody…
“Hyui-chaaaan~”
“Huh!?”
Hyui slowly stirred awake.
“Huh….?”
“Hyui!”
Right in front of him. THE Han Jisung.
Now let me tell you something. If Han Jisung has a number one fan, it’s Hyui. If Han Jisung has only one fan, it’s Hyui. If Han Jisung has no fans, Hyui is dead.
Hyui loves Han Jisung THAT MUCH.
He even has a photocard that he keeps in the back of his phone case and he carries with him 24/7.
So seeing him face to face just waking up from a nap?
“AHHH-!” Hyui fell from the small couch, hitting the floor with a small thud.
“Ah- Hyui-ya! Are you okay?” Han scrambled to help Hyui up, stifling some giggles.
Hyui quickly bowed, apologising. “Oh my gosh- I’m so sorry- seriously!”
Han laughed it off, “No, no it’s okay! It’s my fault, I wanted to mess with you!”
Hyui slightly blushed, awkwardly laughing. Hyui put his head down, slowly shifting. He didn’t really know what to do. Oh curse his awkwardness!
Han seemed to notice the younger’s worry. He wanted to lighten the mood.
“Hyui~! Don’t pout~!” Han made it seem like he was going to poke Hyui’s cheek, but he quickly rerouted his finger to flutter against Hyui’s neck.
A small giggle left Hyui’s lips as he lifted his shoulder to his neck, trying to block Han’s fingers. “Wahait- Hahan-ssi-!”
“Ahhh, drop the honorifics!” Han pulled his fingers away.
“S-so…can I call you hyung…?” Hyui cautiously asked.
“No that’s absolutely forbidden.” Han suddenly said harshly. Hyui froze. “Just joking! Call me Hyung-ah! Hyung is too formal!”
Hyui awkwardly laughed again, “O-okay….hyung-ah…”
Han’s eyes brightened. Hyui was just too cute! But he could tell that he still felt a bit awkward.
He quickly wrapped his arm around Hyui, squeezing his shoulder. “Hey, how about you come over to my dorm? I was about to go bother Channie-hyung anyways!”
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“Hyuuuungiieeeeee!” Han burst into the dorm. Chan was at the kitchen counter nursing some tea.
“Oh, hey Ji! Oh- Hyui, welcome!” Chan smiled at the blonde.
Hyui nodded softly, “Hello..!” He felt a bit out of place. Han, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable, dragged him over to the couch.
“Come on! Sit sit!” He pulled Hyui to sit next to him. He wrapped his arms around his waist, hugging him tight.
“Hey, I’m gonna be in my room! Just call me if you need anything!” Chan said, retreating back to his room. Now it’s just left with our two hamsters.
Hyui didn’t really know what to do with himself, not wanting to over step a boundary. “Uh, would it be okay if I used the bathroom…?”
Han perked up and nodded, “Of course, do whatever you want! It’s round the corner.”
Hyui quickly got up and navigated to the bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom he locked the door, leaning against it.
“Christ…”
See, what you don’t know is: Hyui has been harbouring a lee mood ever since Han had tickled his neck.
But what was he supposed to do? He couldn’t just suddenly leave!
He had…to deal with it.
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“Does he know he doesn’t have to deal with it?” Jisung thought, looking at the closed bathroom door.
Jisung knew Hyui was in a lee mood. Coincidentally, they show the same signs of being in a lee mood. He wanted Hyui to ask, he was more than happy enough to grant it.
Maybe…he could coax it out of him?
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“I gotta keep it inside…I can’t let this out…”
He looked at himself in the mirror.
“You got this, Hyui!” He pointed at himself. Sighing, he exited the restroom, returning to the couch.
Han looked up, “Oh! You’re back!” His face lit up again.
Hyui nodded, sitting on basically the edge of the couch.
Han sighed, “Stop being so courteous! I’m your hyung now! Let’s be casual!” He pulled Hyui close again, sliding an arm around his waist. Hyui slightly squirmed at the touch.
His face reddened. The lee mood was getting worse. What was he supposed to do? Every move Han made put in deeper in the mood. He honestly had no choice…
“Han- Ah- H-Hyung-ah…” Hyui shyly called.
Jisung immediately perked up, “Yes?”
He gulped, “I…have a question…”
Jisung honestly prayed that it was what he thought it was. “Ask away, Hyui,” He smiled reassuringly.
Hyui looked down a bit, not believing that he was about to ask this, “Can you…And only if you’re okay with it and it’s finewithyouandyoudonthaveaproblem-“
“Hyui just ask-“
“Canyoutickleme?”
Jisung paused, he expected it, but…
He didn’t expect him to look so cute! Now he needed to act on this.
“Tickle you? Of course! No problem,” Han readjusted to face Hyui. “Lay down~”
Hyui couldn’t believe it. This was really happening. He was about to get tickled by his ult bias. (We all wish to be in his shoes).
He laid down, already bracing the tickles.
“I wonder how it’s gonna be like? Is he soft? Teasy? Wait, now I’m scared-”
A sudden weight on his thighs took him from his thoughts, “Any spots you want me to focus on?” Han asked while straddling him.
Hyui blushed, it was already hard enough to ask, but he didn’t have much pride left anyways. “Uhm…my ribs..?”
Han stared for a bit, his heart exploding from the younger’s cuteness. “Of course, anything for you!”
He started to softly trace over his ribs, “Tell me when to stop, Kay?” Hyui nodded, already softly giggling.
Han start to pick up the pace, skittering his fingers up and down Hyui’s ribs. “Tickle tickle~”
“Nohooo! Don’t say that!” Hyui slightly covered his face.
Han smirked, “Why? gasp Don’t tell me you’re one of those lees who can’t say tickle!” Hyui went a bit silent.
Han’s eyes widen, “You are! Oh my gosh you’re so cuuuuuute!” He teased, knowing damn well he could barely say it when he’s lee too.
Hyui covered his face, but his red ears gave away his flustered state, “Noho I’m nohot!”
“Yes you are! Say it!” Han started to dig into the divots between the ribs. Hyui’s giggles filled the room as he shook his head in defiance. “Alright, guess I have to tickle it out of you…”
Han started squeezing at Hyui’s sides, moving in an unpredictable pattern. “WahahAIT- AHAhahaha-! Hyuhung wahait Ihim sorry!” He brought his hands from his face to grab Han’s wrists, but didn’t make any effort to stop him.
Han noticed, but decided not to comment on it yet, “Just say you’re cute then!” He should his wrists free and moved Hyui’s hips, massaging at the bone.
Hyui arched his back at the tingling sensation intensifying. “NAHAHA- SNRK- NAHA- NOHO WAHAY!” His legs started to kick out, causing Han to tighten his grip.
“No escaping~! Just admit it! You’re a cutie~” Han continued massaging Hyui’s hips, noticing it was one of the more sensitive spots.
“NAHAHA- NOHOT THEHERE- I CAHANT TAKE IT ANYMORE-“
“Okay, I’ll move!” He lifted the younger’s shirt just enough to expose his belly.
Hyui’s eyes widened, “NONONONONO- p-please!”
Han tutted and shook his head, “You wanted a different spot!” He started clawing at Hyui’s stomach, basically playing it like a piano.
Hyui twisted, attempting to get away from the tickles, “NAHAHA- NOHO- HYUNG- HYUNG PLEASE-“
Han continued to tickle all over Hyui’s stomach, fluttering over his skin. “Just say you’re cute! Come on, cutie~!”
“NNG- OHOKAY OKAY- IM CUTE IM CUTE JUST NOT THEHERE-!”
“Somewhere else again? Okay!” Han started to approach Hyui’s armpits.
Hyui frantically shook his head, “NOHO NO NO- NOT THERE-!”
“What? It’s a different spot!” Han wiggled his fingers into Hyui’s armpits, rubbing back and forth.
Hyui threw his head back, glueing his arms to his sides. Unfortunately, instead of protecting his poor armpits, he ended up trapping Han’s fingers inside.
Han immediately knew what trick to pull. He wiggled his fingers faster, making the sensations unbearable. “AHAHA- HYUHUNG- WAHAIT- NAHAH GETOUTGETOUTGETOUT-!”
Han smirked, “Oh Hyui, I really wish I could! Unfortunately, I’m in quite the predicament where my hands are stuck! I can’t get them out Hyui!” He said with dramatic flair.
Hyui whined, “HYUHUNG!”
“What! They’re trapped! You have to let me out!” He pretended.
Hyui knew this was a losing battle. Cackling, he reluctantly lifted his arms.
Han immediately took the chance to double down on the tickling, digging his fingers a bit deeper.
Hyui threw his head back, cackling. “HYUHUHAHA- HYUNG PLEHEHEASE-!”
Jisung, glad to see the younger finally let loose, let up. “Alright, alright, I’ll spare you.” He pulled his fingers from under the younger’s arms and patted his stomach.
“Torturing our Junior?” A voice carried from across the room. Both Hyui and Han looked in the voices direction.
Chan, leaning against his doorframe, was smirking.
He pushed himself from the frame and started walking towards the couch.
He sighed, “Han, we’re supposed to be treating our juniors, not tickling them until they can’t breathe!”
Han, suddenly looking smaller, retaliated, “But Hyung! I- he- He literally asked for it! It’s not like I was actually torturing him I was basically treating him with tickles!” He said with fake frustration.
Chan turned to Hyui, sighing, “You know your hyung isn’t invincible right? How about I show you his weakness?”
Before Jisung could comprehend Chan’s words, he was tackled off of the couch. With the weight on the thighs lifted, Hyui sat up hurriedly.
He looked to the floor to see Jisung in the position he was just in, this time under Chan.
“W-wait Channie- please! Whahat did I even doho!” Jisung pleaded, already giggling.
“Nothing, I just feel like showing our Hyui that you’re not as invincible as you think. Can’t have your ego too big now, can we?” Chan looked over at Hyui and patted the spot next to him on the floor. “Over here, Hyui!”
Hyui perked up and quickly scrambled to sit next to him.
“Now Hyui, If you wanna get him slow, start with his neck. He’s super sensitive there and it’s an easy spot to be light on.” With that said, he started fluttering his fingers at the base of Han’s neck.
“Noho- thihis ihis embarrassing!” Han covered his face, just as Hyui did earlier.
Chan ignoring his words, continued tickling his neck. “If you feel like being teasy, get his ribs. There’s a million teases you can do!”
He started rubbing at each rib, “Counting…” He switched tapping his fingers all over his ribs, “You can act like you’re playing the piano,” He started strumming, “Or the guitar!”
Han’s face grew redder and redder with each tease. He tried so hard to look cool in front of Hyui, but of course Chan had to get in the way.
But when he looked at Hyui for a split second:
Nothing but admiration.
Even when Han was a giggling mess, Hyui couldn’t throw away the fact that this was the guy he had looked up to for years.
“Last but not least Hyui, if you wanna get him quickly,” Chan tapped Han’s bellybutton, causing him to jerk. “Riiiiight here!”
“Waitwaitwait channie-hyung PLEASE! You can’t! Not there!”
Chan slipped his finger in, wiggling into the small divot, “Yes there!”
Han threw his head back, arching his spine, “NOHOHOHO- hic AHAHAHAHAHA-!” His legs kicked behind Channie’s back.
“Wow…he’s so cute!” Hyui commented.
“Right? Now you know how to wreck a Hannie!” Chan said, letting up.
Han went limp on the floor, panting. “Evil monster. Just evil. Straight public humiliation.”
“Oh shush, ‘Peter’, you’re being dramatic. Hyui, you want some ramyeon?”
Hyui nodded, getting up from the floor along with Chan.
Han got up, “I want some tooooooo! We can watch a movie!”
“Sounds fun! Turn on the Tv!”
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Hyui entered his group’s dorm, practically skipping in. Everyone turned to face him.
“Where were you?” Asked Tomoya.
Hyui grinned cheekily, “Guess!”
“Uh-“
Hyui didn’t let him finish, “I was with Chan and Han!”
Everyone went insane.
“NO WAY NO WAY! NAH TELL US ALL THE DETAILS!” Yu yelled out.
Everyone rushed to him and shook him.
Would he even be able to tell them what went down?
“I mean… I was just on the 3rd floor sleeping…”
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END!
This honestly feels like one of my best endings
I also really liked the transition techniques I used
I was listening to Le Tigre the whole time it was such a vibe 😫
Anyways
YAYAYAYAYA😝
