#ler!class 1a

One friday evening in the dorm rooms, after a long day of Mister Aizawa's training, most of the class was sitting and watching a movie in the common room. It was quiet besides the volume from the TV and the occasional sound from someone getting something from the kitchen. Izuku had been laying on the floor with his head in the lap of Ochaco. Her fingers gently carding through his green curls, absentmindedly.

Izuku was actually beginning to fall asleep there where he laid, being lulled by her gentle caresses, but Uraraka noticed this and smirked down at the freckled boy “hey!, it’s the weekend, sleepy, you’re supposed to be hanging out with us! not napping” she spoke, poking his side with every word. He squirmed to try and get away from her finger but she just followed his movements.

Midoriya was giggling up a storm, not yet noticing that everyone’s attention had been drawn away from the movie when Uraraka had spoke. He curled in on himself and rolled so the back of his head was resting on her thigh, his hands held out to catch her's if she made another move, his knee’s tucked to his chest. "Dohohon't" he snickered.

Uraraka's cheeks visibly darkened a deeper shade of pink at their predicament, becoming the very definition of flustered. Seeing the boy she had a major crush on with his head in her lap, giggling under her anticipation, she could die today and be happy.

Midoriya grabbed her wrist just to be sure she didn’t launch another attack and she smiled down at him, getting her blushing face under control, and making a claw with her hand. She pushed down with little force so her hand was hovering just above his stomach, and flexed her digits every now and then, it only causing him to giggle even more.

The giggling boy heard a few ‘Awe's’ coming from above them and he saw it was the rest of the girls cooing over his “adorableness”. Midoriya blushed at their cooing, flicking his gaze between everyone around them, seeing that everyone was in fact looking at him, including Uraraka.

His blush deepened and he covered his face, hearing someone whisper a small tease “he’s adorable”. Him hearing this only caused his blush to migrate to his ears and down his neck “stop it guys” he says, muffled from speaking behind his hands. Uraraka raised her hand once again and planted it down onto his stomach in the same claw motion as earlier, her fingers squeezing gently, feeling his muscle flex under her touch.

He squeals and pull his hands down from his face, making the quick motion to grab her wrist once again, but not being able to pry it from his body due to their position. Midoriya kicked his legs out, digging his heels into the carpet, his laughter causing his lips to split into a wide smile.

Her fingers flexed against his stomach rapidly, his laughter egging her on. His laugh was loud and boisterous, so if anyone hadn't heard what was going on before, they had now.

Izuku was now curled into a ball, his arms wrapped tightly around his midriff to hide as much of himself as possible, though his efforts were admirable, they were pointless. "Urarhahahakahaha" he whined, beginning to attempt to roll away from her wiggling fingers, finding that he couldn't get far without her pulling him back.

Through his laughter, he heard the snickers of everyone around him, watching as he made his attempts to get free of the tickly prison. He rolled away once again but this time was almost able to get away, but unfortunately for him Uraraka was far to quick for him.

"Not so fast, Deku!" She called, grabbing a hold of his shoulder and pulling him back. Ochaco thought for a moment on what to do next, she wanted to move spots but didn't know where to go. While she was sat there choosing, she was wiggling her fingers teasingly above Midoriya's form. Her mind was quickly made up as she darted both her hands to his sides and began squeezing at the soft skin there.

"Nohoho! UrarahahahakaHAHAHA P-PLEHEHEASE!" His laughter spiked as she slid her hands higher and dug her fingers into his ribs, massaging the bone. Despite his mind telling him to protect the ticklish places her fingers were digging into, he picked his hands up and attempted to push her away, balling himself up with his legs to compensate for the lack of protection from his arms. "Oh you're sensitive here, huh?" she teased.

"Someohohohone! plehehehase HEHEHEHELP" He squealed again when she began squeezing at the knee that was tucked to his chest. His legs immediately dropped, trying to dislodge her hand "NOHOHOT MY KNEHEHEHEE'S" He shrieked.

A few of their classmates chuckles could be heard behind them, causing the zero gravity hero in training to turn to look at them, only to see a few of them sliding off the couch and crouching around Midoriya to join in on the fun.

There was Uraraka and Jiro at his shoulders, Sero and Yoayorozu at his sides, Kaminari and Mina at his thigh area, and Kirishima and Iida at his feet. Everyone was completely looming over his curled up figure.

"NOHO! thihihihis isn't whahahat I meheheant!" he tried slapping at the many hands that began poking and prodding around his torso. Though it tickled like hell, he was happy that they were giving him a chance to breathe, taking in big, greedy breaths through his giggles.

He laid there, helplessly snickering, twisting, and squirming, as their hands became a little more rough. "Guys, cohohome ohohohon! plehehehease" he begged.

"Why wouldn't we? this is too fun to pass up, Midoriya!" He heard Mina say from next to his leg, skittering her fingers over his thigh.

Everyone's fingers began to wiggle into his skin, his limbs now flying in every direction at their ticklish touches. Izuku had given up on trying to escape, finding it useless to waste his energy when he already knew that it is pointless. So now he just decided that he’d have to lay there and enjoy the moment with his friends. "Dohohon't dohoho thihihis!" he called quickly, hoping someone would have mercy on him. But this was class 1A... mercy wasn't an option.

His nerves suddenly jumped into high gear when he felt Sero dig his hands into his side and belly. Everyone heard the reaction it got from the curly headed boy and followed suit soon after. "NHAHAHAHA, PLHEHEHEASE! PLEASE!" Midoriya screeched, begging, feeling dozens of tickly fingers finding their way around his body.

Midoriya squirmed and flailed around to no end, finding that he couldn't keep himself still, not even for a second. His arms were a mess, trying desperately to figure out what tickled most and where he should cover, though not coming to a conclusion.

He tried stifling his laughter even a little, pulling his lips together into a wobbly smile, and shutting his eye's tightly. "Midoriya~" he heard a deep and rough voice whisper. He opened his eyes a little, looking up to where the voice came from, and low and behold, it was Tokoyami, who had sat himself above Midoriya's head with his arms crossed. "When did he get there?!" Midoriya thought to himself.

Midoriya's lips trembled at his teasing tone, a laugh almost slipping "why so quiet?" he asked, tilting his birded head to the side. Izuku watched as Tokoyami summoned Dark Shadow, his dark figure looming over his struggling self. The smaller boy's eye's widened, hugging himself tighter as the clawed hands of Dark Shadow creeped closer and closer, eventually reaching for his wrists and holding them.

The inky form quickly brought Izuku's hands above his head and held them there, giving the rest of his class complete access to the rest of his body without any obstructions. His laugh doubled compared to what it was before, more loud, more obnoxious, and more desperate.

"DAHAHRK SHADOHOHOW!" he pleaded, tugging at his limbs. "Aw, does this tickle, Midoriya?" he heard Jiro taunt from next to Yoayorozu, reaching over and digging into the hollows of his armpits.

Midoriya's eye's widened again and his back arched "YEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEHEHEASE IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHO BAHAHAHAAAAD" He cackled, pulling at his arms even harder. He twisted away from her hands, only to feel the fingers of Sero dig deeper into his hip. He then tried twisting the other way just for Yoayorozu to squeeze into the squish of his side.

He was truly stuck. He could just use One For All but he didn't want to ruin their fun. Besides, he was enjoying himself -which everyone may or may not have noticed as well-.

The smaller boy's laugh suddenly changed, it was still piercing but it was almost like he began hissing as well. That's when everyone stopped and looked up, seeing Tokoyami scribbling at the sides of his neck. Midoriya tucked his shoulders up and thrashed his head from side to side. "T-Tokohoyahahamihihi!" Deku whined, chortling through his teeth, trying his best to still supress it.

"Did Tokoyami find a giggle spot, Deku?" Uraraka smiled, poking at his underarm over and over again. "Dohon't call it thahahat!" Izuku tried hiding his face in his bicep, becoming flustered by the teasing from his crush.

Everyone laughed at his reaction and quickly started up their tickling again, Izuku's laugh reaching a higher pitch than before.

Eventually they heard the extremely loud and recognisable stomping of a very explosive teen making his way down the hall. Everyone could hear it in his pace that he wasn't too happy. But yet again, when was he ever?

Bakugo had been hearing the loud ruckus for a while and had finally reached a point of annoyance that he couldn't ignore anymore, making his way out of his room and to the common room where everyone resided.

“STOP BEING SO LOUD! CAN'T ALL YOU MORONS BE QUIET!?!” he roars at everyone. They all hear his booming voice but all actively choose to ignore him. When he receives no reaction from everyone and see’s they’re all preoccupied his face falls from one of anger to one of confusion. He walks around the couch and see’s Midoriya, sprawled out below everyone while they surround his old friend, poking, prodding, and squeezing his skin.

“Kahahahahchaahahana! hehehelp MEHEHEHEEEEEE!” Deku screeches, kicking his leg suddenly as someone squeezes his knee, it narrowly missing Iida’s face, who looked back at him with surprise, and grabbed a hold of his ankle, along with Kirishima, each of them placing his ankles into an armlock, scribbling rapidly of the skin of his bare feet "Apologise, but I must restrain you to prevent you from hurting anyone, Midoriya!".

“OOooO, This is a good spot!” He heard Denki, whom was the one to squeeze his knee, say in a sing song tone, continuing to squeeze one as Mina squeezes another.

Izuku threw his head back with even more laughter, it landing into the lap of Tokoyami. No-one else, but him, seems to see it but Bakugo actually smirks as he walks away “help yourself, you damn nerd” he says over his shoulder as he walks back to his room.

“NOHOHOHOHO, KHAHACHAHAHAN! PLEHEHEASE!” He somehow breaks his arm free of Dark Shadow's hold and reaches his hand out to where he last saw him only for someone to take the opportunity to shove their hand into his armpit and drill their thumb into it. He pulls my arm down immediately and looks over to the side through the tears of mirth welling in my eyes only to find the culprit being Ochaco.

Dark Shadow quickly regains his wrist, pulling it high above his head again.

Izuku felt like he was going to go insane, but that's when, suddenly, he heard someone "wait, guys I've got an idea!". Everyone's hands halted to a stop and Deku was so thankful -for now-. He gasped, taking in deep breath after deep breath, a big smile still plastered on his face.

He looked down to his stomach when he felt Sero pull the hem of his shirt up to the bottom of his ribs. It took milliseconds for Midoriya to realise what he was going to do "wait, wait, wait, wait, WAIT!" he pleaded through soft giggles, still trying to catch his breath. And wait Sero did.

He let Midoriya catch his breath, hearing the occasional anticipatory giggle slip out "dude, you okay?" Sero chuckled, resting his palm on his green haired boy's tummy.

Izuku nodded "yeheah, just give me a second" He breathed, looking up at Tokoyami's looming frame. Finally, after a moment to calm down, he nodded. Izuku closed his eyes and bit his lip in preparation.

A squeal was quickly pulled from him as Sero's lips made contact with the side of his soft belly, blowing as hard as he could. "AHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAH SEHEHEHEHROHOHO, STOHOHOHOP!" He cried, bucking in every which way to try and dislodge his friends raspberries. Sero continued to take in big huffs of air to blow down onto him, doing it over, and over, and over.

"ohohohokahahahay! OHOHOHOHOHOKAHAHAHAY!" He finally called. Sero could hear the difference in his tone and took it as a real plea.

All his friends, giggled around him as they let the poor boy go. Sero tapped his stomach gently, Ochaco patted his hair out of his face, and Kirishima tapped his foot.

Izuku took a moment to calm down before he spoke "you guy's-" he panted "are so mean" he smiled.

"Oh, puh-lease, you didn't ask us to stop once. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked it!" Denki tease from his place at his legs. His words caused Izuku to blush and look away, embarrassed. Then everyone, all at once, realised "Oh, you did like it" Yoayorozu said, smiling.

Deku blushed deeper, nodding slightly, ashamed to admit it "C-can we just keep this between us though? it's so embarrassing" he confessed, rubbing the back of his neck, nervously. Everyone all nodded, agree to keep his secret.

"It'll be a Class 1-A secret!" Ochaco nodded, sealing her lips with a giggle.