#leejay

art gift for @ghostlee and art based on the story by @ghostlee

story here: https://www.tumblr.com/ghostlee/751487879630422016/omg-ok-im-actually-so-stupid-lol-so-shadowpon-3

Description: hosuh finds jays weakness and uses it against him.

(Gentle) ler: hosuh

(Shy) Lee: jay

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“Quick jay! Distract hosuh while I get Dan!” Stephen yelled, pointing to the silver haired boy that stood in fright, looking at jay who stared him down.

Daniel yelped as Stephen took chase, separating him from hosuh into another room, while Jay, had hosuh all to him self.

“Well hosuh, now that you can’t protect Dan like you always do, what are you gonna do now?” Jay asked smugly, repeatedly batting that back of the knife in the palm of the opposite hand of his.

Daniel and the rest of the group had decided to play a game of how well hosuh can go without Daniel’s help in a serious situation, but instead of Stephen chasing hosuh, it was Jay, since Stephen could always keep Dan distracted and held back. It was also a test to see how hosuh would do and what he would use to defend himself.

“Uhmm, *gulp* run?” Hosuh nervously replied, before making a B line for the front door, but jay was faster and had sped in front of him and blocked hosuh’s only exit.

“Wanna dance scaredy cat?” Jay mocked, before grazing the edge of the prop knife with a pointer finger.

Hosuh turned the other way and ran down the long hallway, jay slowly getting closer behind him, it was obvious that Jay clearly didn’t like hurting Hosuh, but still wanted him to learn self defense, he was his friend after all, a very caring one at that.

Hosuh then turned a corner and felt a hand grip the back of his collar. Hosuh yelped and turned around, only to be faced by Jay who was clearly putting in effort to be intimating, his eyes shone his multicolored irises, sharp and predatory like a cat.

Hosuh shuttered and shoved him out of the way before running into the bedroom and shutting the door behind him, but failed to realize there was no lock on it. Hosuh found out that the beds where too low to hide under and the closet would be too obvious, he trapped himself by mistake.

Oh no.

Suddenly the door swung open and closed, jay blocking the door. Hosuh turned and held out his hands as if trying to calm down an angry animal.

“You trapped yourself hosuh, what a foolish move~ you really gotta think more clearly next time” Jay slowly approached hosuh, building tension to the act.

Hosuh backed up until a wall made contact which made him jump. Before Hosuh knew it jay had him in a corner, Jay looking down on him similar fashion how Stephen would trap him.

“Please don’t do this, let’s try another way to do this” Hosuh said with fear dragging in his tone.

“Oh no hosuh… we don’t need another way to do this, this is the only way, and believe me I wish there was” jays voice was menacing and dark. “But Im afraid your life has to end here”

Hosuh panicked, he knew shoving him would only stun him and not give him enough time, so what can he use?

Jay raised the prop knife, ready to bring it down hard on hosuh, but hosuh in a deep state of panic, place his hands on jays sides and tried shoving again, but only ended up in accidentally gripping sides too tightly, which caused Jay to recoil and yelp, protecting his sides.

“What?! Sorry did I hurt you?” Hosuh asked in a panic, thinking he might of did his training a bit too seriously.

Hosuh was gonna ask again, but noticed that his body language did not give the intention that he was in pain, but jay was covering his mouth, his face reddening.

“Jay?” Hosuh was now puzzled. “Jay are you okay?”

Jay nodded slightly. “Y-yeah, just…”

Jays train of thought paused, refraining from looking at hosuh. Hosuh tried to look at him but he refused to make eye contact back.

Hosuh was even more puzzled, then attempted to place a hand back onto jays side but Jay swatted his hands away.

Hosuh was slowly putting two and two together.

Then it hit him but jay was getting back into character as if nothing had ever happened. Pinning Hosuh back against the wall.

“Alright, enough stalling, let’s get this death over with here and now- AHAHACK!” Jay was cut off by a hand touching his side, making his drop the fake knife and stepping back.

Jay was finally able to make eye contact with hosuh and this time he looked more like the victim.

Hosuh looked at Jay and then his hand, then gave a compassionate smile, giggling.

“Heh heh, someone has lost their touch” Hosuh joked, walking up to Jay making him back into the bed, on all fours crawling backwards before hitting the wall.

“Hosuh don’t!” Jay said, trying to stay strong, but his pink face gave him away.

“Why? Is there something wrong with your side?” Hosuh teased lightly.

Jay thought for a moment started to agree. “Y-yes! I h-have uhhh… a disease that is very contagious” he lied.

Jay covered his face with his fists, hoping Hosuh wouldn’t do anything for the love of god. His face became redder when he felt and heard hosuh talk and touch his side at the same time.

“Riiight hereee? This side?” Hosuh asked, a smile still lingering on his face.

“y-yes! hahahaha! Stohohohp! IHIHITS SENSITIHIHIVE!” Jay cackled, feeling five fingers brush against his side just barely.

He really is sensitive.

Hosuh smirked sheepishly, but playfully. Deciding that he would play with him a bit.

“Hmmm, you said diseases huh? Well I think I know just the cure!” Hosuh cheered, noticing jays face go extremely apprehensive.

“Then maybe this other side must need to attention too, don’t want it be left out~” Hosuh said, using two pointer fingers to rapidly but gently jab at his side making jay giggle and jump like crazy.

“N-no! PLEHEHEHEASE! NOT THERE EHEHEHEITHER!” Jay begged.

*he kinda acts like a dog..* hosuh thought to himself, invisioning a blond dog wagging its tail to the sensation of tickling. *aww*

“Oh, not there?”

“Nohoho!”

“Wait! I just noticed something!” Hosuh alarmed, stopping his small attack.

Jay still covering his face, peaked through his fingers to see hosuh frozen for a second before he spoke.

“Hold still..” Hosuh said, jay wasn’t sure why he listened but part of him said that Hosuh was just messing with him. And then he felt it. A hand sliding up against his bare skin under his hoodie, let alone his shirt.

“Hohohohosuh! Wait! No!” Jay cackled. “CUHUHUT IT OHHAHAHAHAOUT!”

“Awwwww does someone have a ticklish side? Why are you giggling?” Hosuh teased, watching jays face go red from the teasing.

Jay tried covering his face but it didn’t seem to matter anymore, he just used a pillow instead, half-hazardly covering his blushing face.

“What? Does it tickle? Does it tickle when I wiggle my fingeeerrs alllll ovverrr yourrr siiides~” hosuh now using both hands to attack both sides.

“NOHOHO NOT BOTH HAHAHANDS!” Jay cackled again.

Hosuh grabbed the pillow from Jay and tossed it to the side.

“Come on I wanna see that innocent face that you have been hiding” Hosuh said, continuing his poking torture at jays sides.

Yep the dark stare jay had once claimed was a now shy and timid face trying it hide it self from the world with a pair a of hands.

“Come on, I wanna see the hole face” Hosuh urged playfully, using each poke to line up to each he spoke out next, leading up to his belly. “Come on. Come on. Come on. Commmeee oonnn~”

Jay was refusing to show but hosuh knew the exact way to get him to open up.

Hosuh stopped his torment and looked down at jays stomach and lifted his hoodie/shirt. Jay instantly looked down and froze in terror. Without warning Hosuh place both hands on his stomach but held them there.

“When I count to three, you better have that face unveiled…” hosuh warned, but jay was now stuck in a mental game of tug of war with himself and hosuh. “1…” Jay squeaked feeling hosuh’s fingers flex slightly. “2…” Jay started to squirm, hosuh had started to wiggle fingers ever so lightly but naturally. “Aaaaannndd…don’t make me reach that belly button…” Jay pulled his legs up and was about to kick Hosuh off, but hosuh was faster this time.

“Not so fast you adorable rascal of a friend!” Hosuh called, getting back into position.

Hosuh then called out “3!”

And then jay was met with hosuh scribbling his fingers across jays belly.

“AHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOP IM GOHOHOHONNA DIE! Hahaha!!” Jay tried curling into a ball, but hosuh eventually had to use a bent knee to hold his legs down, then eyes jays belly navel.

“N-no! Hosuh please! I beg of you!” Jay pleaded with a few giggled escaping him.

Hosuh went to reach for it but jay grabbed his arm, to which. Held that hand and the other and held them just high enough above the both of them before Hosuh started to tease effortlessly at jays belly and his center.

If jays wasn’t howling with laughter before, then he was now. “HOSUHUHAHAHA!” Jay threw his head back, spilling out what ever laughter was held back from before.

“Aww your shy~ the sociopath is not only ticklish but is shy, how ironic haha” Hosuh continued his feet when jay spoke again.

“N-NO TEHEHEHEASING!” Jay howled.

Hosuh smiled brightly, a smile that had an evil trap behind them.

Hosuh let go of his hands and started to reach under his clothes again and went for his ribs, jay tensing up.

“Wow your just one big ticklish spot, let me ask you something though, does this sociopath have any cracked ribs I need to check?” Hosuh teased like he always did but raised his voice to sound more playful, tracing each rib on jays body, making him shift.

Hosuh fake gasped. “Huh? You have broken ribs? Well we need to get those fixed!” Hosuh started to tap each and every one of them. Top to bottom. “I need to check how many are broken first though, hold still”

“Stohohop! IT TICKLES!!” Jay clenched his arms down but failed to move hosuh’s hands away.

“Awww does Jay have ticklish ribs? No wonder he’s been all giggly..” Hosuh stopped for a moment, the. Said.

“I have one more question for you jay, then I’ll stop” Hosuh promised.

Jay tensed again, waiting for his fate one last time…hopefully…

“What is a tickle monsters favorite fruit?” Hosuh asked, seeing jays eyes go wide, knowing the answer, he looked away and not even answering.

“It’s…” Hosuh put both hands down on jays stomach, to which Jay tried pushing him off but obviously failed again. “RASBERRIES!!”

Hosuh took in a deep breath and blew into jays belly button, sending a wave of intense ticklish energy into his system, causing him to squirm like a kid, a huge wave of laughter over took him and Jay was crying laughing, squeaking, wheezing and giggling intensely.

He couldn’t breathe.

Hosuh stopped after a second blow and let jay breathe for a good minute.

“You doing alright Jay?” Hosuh asked, laying a hand on his shoulder.

“Y-yeah, just a little…winded…” Jay said with a breathy but tired giggle.

“Well that’s good” Hosuh sat up at the edge of the bed and jay sat up and came up behind and hugged Hosuh.

“Hosuh?”

“Yeah?”

“Did you know that you would look just as cute if this were to happen to you?” Jay joked, feeling a painful jab in his side.

“Jay!” Hosuh screamed, blushing, getting up from the bed and turning around.

Jay out his hands up, knowing he had just set himself up for some more torture. Which he will regret later….probably…

End.

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Author: hey so I wanted to try and take a jab at what I think would happen if hosuh was a ler against jay, and I love every moment of what I put into this, you guys better like it too lol 😂 got mild inspiration from @ghostlee and the story they wrote, that they traded with a story of mine! Ok it was some inspiration not just “mild” inspiration now that i think about it.

something i can finally get out before my trip tomorrow! enjoy!

Jay

Ler:

Jay always hides the fact he’s a ler, not because he’s uncomfortable about it, but because he’s trying to figure out who is more willing to be nervous/ticklish then the rest. For example someone will ask him something like: “do you see yourself as a ler? If so then what type would you be?”

Jay would answer no to the first question but would answer the second with “the type to mercilessly tickle until your begging for your life” though really deep down he creates plans to make his attacks. Given that jay has a sociopathic attitude, he typically lies or acts like he won’t do anything, until it’s too late. (I mean don’t tell me it doesn’t fit, cmon) always teases and likes playing dirty, but doesn’t play as dirty as Stephen since he goes for tension and release.

Lee:

Jay is a nervous wreck but only when you figure him out, he becomes skittish and cutely timid, stutters with words when you ask him: “someone is nervous” or “what’s wrong? Ticklish?~”

He’s hard to resist everytime you break him. When you have not gotten under his skin, he ignores your claims of him being ticklish, he will deny anything (not in a tsundere way just won’t admit it, he’s chill about it) half of the time he can get away with it, but on the other hand he isn’t so lucky. He’s squirmy as hell and squeaks. High pitched giggling can ensue but not every time, unless he was very drunk that is.

CJ rested his head on Lee’s chest, listening to the steady heartbeat thump in his ears. His eyes drooped as the movie continued playing and he stifled a yawn. “Movie’s boring,” He mumbled and rubbed his eyes, trying to stay awake. It was Lee’s choice for the movie night after all and Lee did stay awake during the whole of CJ’s Pitch Perfect movie night.

“Then pay attention, it’s actually really interesting,” Lee hissed, stroking a hand through CJ’s hair, teasing and playing with the bleached ends. CJ grumbled and closed his eyes, enjoying the touch as he listened to the movie. Something was distracting him though. Something he couldn’t quite make out, but it was disrupting the movie listening experience. CJ cracked open an eye to look around the room, finding nothing to his annoyance. His gaze rested out the window and onto a tree, its branches waving in the wind as the rain lashed down.

CJ frowned. Rain. There was rain. In summer? That’s what was different. The sound of rain hitting tin roofs, metal fences. The sound of rain pouring down from the sky and striking the ground. A small grin spread across his face and CJ sat up off of Lee’s chest and ran to the window to get a better look at the torrential rain shower.

“What the fuck are you doing-” Lee sighed from the couch, sitting up as he watched CJ stare out the window open mouthed. CJ turned back to look at him, the grin never leaving his face as he ran quickly over to Lee, pulling the shorter man up off the couch. “Come on, let’s go dancing,” CJ couldn’t stop his smile as he rushed Lee out the door. Both of them were barefoot and the rain got to them immediately, making CJ cold from the inside and out.

But he didn’t care.

CJ twirled Lee around, Lee who was reluctantly laughing and seemed to be enjoying himself. CJ who was whooping and cheering in the loud rain. They started doing a form of waltz and tried not to step on each other's feet as they both clung to each other and giggled.

CJ could feel the rain slowing down and the sun peek out from behind a cloud. Lee lifted his head from its spot on CJ’s shoulder and gave a small, genuine smile at his boyfriend. As they continued dancing, the remnants of the rain finally hit the sun’s light, and its production arced across the sky behind the two.