#ler!bleu

It had been a particularly long day for each of the butlers, Bleu in particular. He was on cleaning duty, which meant Jaune was right there behind him micromanaging. He knew the yellow butler meant well and never meant any harm, he just liked things to be done a certain way in a certain order.

"Bleu, dust, don't scrub, you'll damage the furniture."

"Bleu, the centerpiece is called the centerpiece because it goes in the center of the table."

"Bleu the laundry has to be sorted by color- and those are hand wash only."

"Bleu that has to be shifted to the left- Oh wait, it was actually fine the first time."

He liked everything to be done a certain way but man was it exhausting. Bleu was dusting off a shelf when he heard a familiar voice behind him, yet again. "Bleu, you really should move things and not just dust around them. Just some advice." Bleu inhaled a little and turned around. "Yes, Jaune, thank you for your advice. All day. Don't you think you should relax though? Just a little?"

The yellow butler raised an eyebrow. "Relax? Bleu, surely you understand a butler doesn't 'relax' when there is work to be done. After all, everything must be clean and in order for Felix."

"Felix would understand, trust me. At least sit down for a few minutes.. Quietly. Without watching me."

"Sit down on the couch that you only half vacuumed? No tha- hmph!"

Bleu huffed and just reached foreard, stuffing the feathered end of his duster up Jaune's shirt, catching him off guard. "Really Jaune, you're so uptight. Lighten up a little." He said with an amused smirk, flicking his wrist a little.

"B-Bleu! Thi- grrr, mph! This is v-very unprofehehessional! Cease!" Jaune was half bent over, trying to push the duster away from his tummy, as well as trying (and failing) not to laugh. Bleu only stepped closer, moving the duster to his left side, causing his face to heat up and for him to awkwardly try to bring an elbow down to block the area. "Bleu stohoho- ahEM- stop this ahat once! We hahave wohohork! Ah!" He let out a yelp having unexpectedly hit the edge of the couch, which forced him to fall back and sit down, Bleu sitting next to him.

Ditching the duster, Bleu slipped his hands under his friend's arms, gently clawing at his ribs and wiggling his thumbs into his underarms. Jaune immediately turned his blushing face away and reluctantly let it all out. "HEHEHEHAHAHAHA! BLEU NOHOHO!"

Bleu chuckled a little bit. It was rare to see Jaune smile, let alone laugh. "Oh I'm sorry, is this the half-vaccumed couch you mentioned? Such a shame you went and sat down on my work, really." He said, as if he wasn't digging his fingers into Jaune's tummy, watching him kick a leg out and try to push away the offending hand. "Blehehuhu! Stahahahap!" "Stop? Why would I stop when you're clearly still stressed? I'm trying to help you relax."

Planning on stopping soon so he didn't push any limits, Bleu decided to have fun with this first. He darted his hands down, grabbed Jaune's hips, and vibrated his thumbs into the dips of the bone. Jaune grabbed at his hands, kicking his legs out. "NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHA! BLEU- HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Deciding his fun was over, Bleu stopped, letting his friend breathe. "Hope you lightened up." He said, lightheartedly, going to stand up. Jaune grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him back down onto the couch. "More than you were probably hoping for," was all he said before latching his own hands onto Bleu's sides, lightly squeezing, making sure his thumbs dug and wiggled into his tummy.

"Wha- wahahahahahait!" Bleu arched his back out of reflex. "Jahahahaune I'm sahahaharry! Ihihit was a johohoHOHOKE-" He had tried to cover his mouth to stifle his laughs mid sentence, but when he raised his arm, Jaune took the opportunity to tickle his highest rib that was just below his arm.

"A joke? I'm sure it was absolutely hilarious." Probably his attempt at teasing, implying it was funny since Bleu was laughing. Either way, it still had a big effect on the poor butler, who blushed and laughed harder