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“HYuHUhUNG- IHI SWEHEAR-”

“You swear? What do you swear huh?”

Harua hadn’t intended on getting dragged into a tickle fight between K and Taki, but here he was, cackling his head off as K kneaded his thumbs into a spot on his waist with such precision that all he could do was laugh. Taki, the brat, had his arms pinned above his head firmly, making his attempts at an escape futile.

Before this mess began, he had been relaxing in his room before an ear piercing shriek was heard throughout the entire dorm. Honestly, it was a pretty normal thing to randomly hear someone shriek as desperate cackles followed, so he hadn’t bat an eye. There was one thing that caught his attention though. Whoever was laughing had such a high laugh that it was hard to recognize the victim of the tickle attack. Admittedly, he was curious to know who was behind the ridiculously high sound, so he left his room, following the sound of laughter down the hall to K’s room. The door was left ajar, so he took the opportunity to peek in.

He had to stifle a laugh at what he saw. K lay draped over the edge of his bed, his tummy and waist exposed as Taki sat on his thighs, drilling into the stretched out skin between the two spots, making K squeal like a pig that inhaled too much helium.

“TaHAHA- TAHAHKIHI IHIHIT’S BAHAD- IHIHIM SOHOHORRY”

“Ahahaww is it hyung? Is your wiw squealy spot too tickly for you to handle? I thought you weren’t ticklish? Were you lying to me? That can’t slide you know~”

Oh this was too good to pass up.

Harua grinned as he pulled out his phone, pressing record. He began video taping their very one sided fight as he struggled not to laugh at the noises that K was making. Honestly it was adorable, their oldest hyung sounding like a toddler because of one tickle spot. Taki was relentless, scritching at the spot with his nails before seeing that K was getting too used to the sensation and pinching, making him almost get bucked off with how hard K jolted.

“Does it tick tick tickle hyungie? Cmon you have to answer me! I need to know if it tickles because if it doesn’t I’ll have to use my super duper tickle technique to really get you laughing~”

Harua would kill to see K’s face in the moment, but the fact that his laughter got impossibly higher made it obvious that the teasing was getting to him, a lot more than he let on. He snickered softly into his free hand, extremely amused but still trying to be quiet so his recording would catch everything, this was valuable blackmail of course! He hadn’t noticed Yuma, who had also been attracted by the noise, standing right behind him. He tapped his shoulder, making him jump, before letting out a sigh of relief as he paused his recording.

Yuma chuckled as he whispered softly, not wanting the two inside to hear them, “I could have sworn that it was Taki getting tickled, not K hyung.”

“I know right? He sounds so different, especially with that spot that Taki is getting, who knew he had a spot like that. It’s too funny, do you know how good the blackmail from this will be? I got it on video!”

The two began giggling to themselves as another high pitched scream came out of the room behind them, barely keeping their volume down. The two were so distracted by their own giggles that they hadn’t noticed the silence that followed the last scream. Yuma was about to say something through his chuckles before he stopped suddenly, looking a bit nervous and backing up slowly. Harua hadn’t noticed his shift and before he knew it, the door swung fully open, exposing a K who was glaring at the two with something darker behind his expression.

“Give me a good reason I shouldn’t tickle you both right now.”

Before Harua could open his mouth to formulate some sort of explaination, Yuma began spewing out reasons as to why he should only get the younger. Harua tried to get his say in as to why he shouldn’t be attacked, but Yuma just had to reveal the one thing that sealed his fate.

“You know K hyung, he has a video of you getting tickled! So you should get him!”

K’s expression hardened as he looked at Harua, who was trying to make himself seem smaller, hoping to get swallowed whole by the ground.

“You have.. what now?”

Before he could even speak, K had picked him up and threw him over his shoulder, retreating into his room and closing his door. Harua squeaked and squirmed wildly, hoping to maybe free himself from a very bad situation that he had gotten himself into.

Damn it Yuma.

K had thrown him down onto the bed next to Taki, who looked on with an expression of confusion, but amusement. He tried to scramble away, but K’s hands on his hips made him freeze in place, clutching his phone tightly to his chest.

“Now Harua, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Apologize and delete the video and I may just go easy on you. If you refuse, well, let’s just say that you’ll be laughing for a while.”

Harua’s face heated up slowly as he processed his options. He was going to get wrecked either way, and Taki did not seem like he wanted to help. As a matter of fact, Taki shifted to sit behind him, pulling his arms above his head and pinning his arms there, making him even more helpless to the wrath of his eldest hyung. His phone slid out of his hand as K began tapping on his hips, snapping him out of his thoughts, as giggles slowly bubbled in his chest.

“Well? What will it be?”

Harua admittedly was in a small mood because of Taki’s teasing, but they didn’t need to know that. Instead, he stuck his tongue out at K, soon regretting it as he drilled right into his hipbones, digging in with something that could only be described as evil, tickle driven rage. Harua burst into loud cackles immediately, flopping around a fish out of water, but it didn’t phase K at all. He simply chuckled and massaged deeper, driving Harua up a wall.

“NOHOHO- WAHAHAIT hYUHUNG- IHIHIT’S SOHOHO BAHAHAD-”

K kept a near neutral face, occasionally smirking as he tickled the boy to pieces, barely flinching when Harua let out a loud squeal as his hands trailed up towards his sides.

“Is it bad? Well you brought this onto yourself, I’m simply teaching you a lesson.”

Taki, who had been previously silent, chuckled softly at the two before adding fuel to the fire.

“You know hyung, since he was laughing at your laugh being so high and recording, we should do the same! I’ll record him and you can find his squealy spot, doesn’t that sound fun Rua?”

Harua reddened as he shook his head quickly, looking up to K with the most pleading eyes he could muster, as the older smirked, stilling his hands briefly.

“That’s a great idea actually~ I think I have a feeling of where it may be, but I think I should check a few other spots just to be safe, what do you say bunny?”

“IhIhi- IhiHI thIhIHInk yOhou sHOhohoulDN’T-”

“Should’ve thought about that before choosing the hard way hm?”

Taki had already swapped his position to pin Harua’s arms under his knees and pulled out his phone, recording Harua, who soon fell into another fit of giggles as K began his search for a so-called “squealy spot”. He slowly traced around his tummy button, acting to dip in a few times, to draw giggly pleas out of the younger boy.

“You’re just so ticklish aren’t you? Kitchi kitchi koo~ Aigoooo you shoulda thought of this before you recorded K hyung hm?” Taki grinned as Harua shook his head faster, his giggles rising in pitch as the anticipation drove him up a wall, only worsening with Taki’s teasing.

“Your giggles are already so high~ Are you nervous or are you just this ticklish hm? Tick tick tick tick tick.. When am I gonna dip in Ruru? Maybe NOW!”

K dipped his finger in and wiggled it around rapidly, causing Harua to let out a loud squeal before falling into another fit of loud giggling.

“nOhOhOHO- HyuHUhUNG- WahahaIT IhIHIT tIHICKLEHEs- NohOHoHoT tHIHIS.”

K chuckled and kept at it for a few more seconds, before moving his hands up to his ribs quickly, vibrating his fingers in between the bones and massaging at the muscle. Not expecting the change in spots, Harua jolted and let out a yelp, before cackling loudly and arching his back away from the tickles as best as he could. No matter how much he squirmed, Taki and K held him in place pretty firmly.

“HYUHUHUNG- IHIHI SWEHEHEAR-”

“What do you swear huh? To laugh your head off for me and Taki? Well you’re doing great so just keep giggling yeah?”

Harua was going to go insane, it tickled so badly but K didn’t seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. Just as he thought it couldn’t get worse, K’s hands grazed down to his waistline. He froze, sucking in a breath as K raised an eyebrow at his reaction.

“Oh? Is this a bad spot tickle bunny? Surely you won’t mind me testing it out right?”

Before he could protest, K kneaded deep into his waistline, drawing a loud shriek out of Harua, followed by high pitched cackles, even higher than K’s. K let out a chuckle and Taki giggled along with Harua as he pointed the camera at his scrunched up, smiling face.

“That’s the spot~ Ahahaw bunny why didn’t you tell us about this wiw tick tick tickle spot you had? It’s so adorable~”

Harua could barely hear him over the sheer volume of his own laughter. He squirmed and tugged at his arms, but all he could think about was how badly it tickled. K kneaded and squeezed at the spot, causing his laughter to jump with each new method, driving him up a wall. He seemed to realize that Harua’s laugh was beginning to sound tired, so he decided to end off with one final thing. He slowed his hands, gently brushing a thumb over the spot, allowing Harua to catch his breath.

“oHo tHank gohod-” Harua was cut off by his own shriek as vibrations rippled through his waist, caused by K blowing a long raspberry on the dreaded spot. He cackled hysterically before his laugh dipped into silence, which K took as a sign to stop. Harua giggled weakly at the remaining tingles, curling up as best as he could as Taki let him go, grinning and pausing the recording, before replaying the last bit where Harua was in hysterics. He covered his face in embarrassment as Taki giggled at him, before getting up and running off before he could do anything.

“You kind of deserved that you know~”

“Whahatever…”