#lee jack

Pairing: Lee! Eyeless Jack x Ler! Reader (female)

Fic type: Romantic

Warnings: FLUFF

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"Hey, Jack?" you asked sweetly, looping an arm around his shoulders from behind and looking down at the book rested on his crossed legs.

"Hm?" he acknowledged, posture tilted as he read the words written across the pages; mainly medical-based stuff, so you couldn't even begin to decipher what they meant. Luckily, you didn't care.

"Are you ticklish?"

You expected him to react some way to the abrupt question, maybe stiffen a little bit, but he did nothing of the sort, his voice remaining quiet and unfazed. "Dunno. Am I?"

You grinned. "Are you...?" 

"Am I?"

"Are you?" To emphasize the inquiry, you skittered your fingers gently against the back of his ribs, and he flinched, barely able to contain the small laugh that almost fell from his lips.

"I—I guess that answers your question then, huh?" His tone was playful yet calm, and he didn't peel his impaired vision away from the textbook laying on his lap. 

"Ohhh, I dunno," you beamed, slowly dragging your index finger along his left side and taking great amusement in the way he tensed up. "That was a pretty subtle reaction. I think I wanna keep going 'til I get something better..."

He opened his mouth to reply, but was interrupted by his own string of giggles when your digits pressed into the area just below his armpit, and he instinctively leaned the other way, clamping his arm against his side. "O-okahay, okay," he said, rotating his head to shoot you a look. "Y-you dohon't need to do that."

"Aw, why not?" You lightly prodded his back, your smile growing wider. "Does it tickle?"

"Of course it dohoes!" He tried to evade your touch with as little effort as it required, abandoning the book to focus on the offending hands. You merely chuckled, planting an affectionate kiss to the back of his neck while fingers wormed their way under his arm. This elicited a messy gasp and he must have decided he had enough, because he twisted around and tackled you to the floor with little struggle, pinning you beneath him. "You can stop now."

This was one of the rare times that his mask wasn't concealing his features, giving you a nice view of the spirited grin on his cheeks. You bit your lip and returned the look, reaching up and squeezing his side. "Don't wanna."

He released a breathy chortle, recoiling from your touch and shaking his head in disbelief. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"What if I kissed you instead?" You stopped your light-hearted attack, glancing away to consider his offer. 

"Well...I guess I can make an exception just once..."

He lowered himself and briefly rubbed the tip of his nose against your own before connecting your lips together, prompting you to wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

The contact lasted a few seconds, and when you separated, you stared into the darkened sockets in his head without a single strike of fear. He tenderly bumped his forehead against yours, muttering, "Don't think I won't remember what you've been doing later."

"Is that a threat?" you challenged, matching his pitch a narrowing your eyes. He laughed.

Have a good day/night! Remember to rest afterwards!

Ty!

For Jack it's teasy baby talk because that's what his parents used to do, such as the classic "Kitchy kitchy coo!" or "Ooooh, the tickle monster's gonna getcha and gobble you all up!"

For Matt, it's the promise of tickly relaxation. "C'mere and I'll tickle all of your troubles away, okay?" or "Ah ah, no more stressing when you're supposed to be laughing!"

For Kevin, it's compliments. He tries to hide his face so the player can't see his blush, but it's stuff like "Aww, look at that cute smile!" "What an adorable laugh!" and even just "You're being so good," that makes him absolutely melt because he was never told these things before.