#switch!parker

“Chahahahance!”

Parker giggled and kicked in the D20’s hold, trying to get away. He was sat in the man’s lap, his denim jacket cast aside to provide access to his ribs.

He and Chance had been playing a game of Uno, and things had been going pretty well. That is, until Parker decided to try and “help” Chance end his losing streak by critiquing every one of the man’s moves. Repeatedly.

Needless to say, Chance got very fed up with him very quickly.

“B-buhuhut ihit wahahas a slohohoppy plahay!” he whined, wiggling and flapping his hands. Chance’s evil fingers were digging into his sides, driving him batty with the ticklish pokes and prods. “I’m hehehehelping!”

“Sure, if you consider being a little shit as helping,” Chance scoffed, giving one of Parker’s bony hips a squeeze. The little squeal he got in return was rather adorable. “Now we’re gonna play my game.”

Parker kicked his feet, cheeks turning a bright, rosy red. “Buhuhut DnD dohohoesn’t hahave good ruhuhule struhuhucture! Ihit— GYEEHEHEhehehey!”

“You just don’t like having free will in games. Shush and let me talk.”

Clearing his throat, Chance began to do what he did best: narrate.

“Deep in the forest, the chatty, rule-obsessed adventurer encountered a mysterious beast.”

Parker groaned, knowing exactly where he was going with the silliness. Sure, he probably shouldn’t have been so nit-picky about the game logistics, but he’d had good intentions! Who wouldn’t want to help their friend get better at things? Though he probably could’ve left out a few of the suggestions…

“He tried to run, but the beast snatched him up,” Chance growled, giving both of Parker’s hips a deliberate squeeze. “The adventurer saw his life flash before his eyes as the beast drew him in, snarling at the thought of its next meal. In moments, he was trapped, sentenced to a giggly doom by…”

“D-dohohon’t sahahay ihit!”

Chance grinned at that, leaning in to speak in Parker’s ear. “A tickle monster!”

The D20’s hands were everywhere in that moment, scribbling and poking and squeezing. It was so beautifully overwhelming; Parker’s brain couldn’t quite compute it all. Instead, he laughed his multicolored ass off.

“CHAHAHAHANCE!” Parker shrieked, kicking his red-and-blue boots against the ground. The other objects could likely hear the commotion coming from the attic, only furthering his fluster and embarassment. “GOHOHOLLY!”

“Dork…” Chance sighed affectionately, unable to keep from grinning at that last comment. Golly? Parker truly was adorable to a fault.

He was having fun bullying the game boy, yes, but he didn’t want to push anything too far. After a reasonable amount of bullying, Chance backed off, giving the other object some space to recover. “All good?”

“Ohohoho myhyhy…” Parker panted, rubbing at his face to try and ease the fuzzy burning sensation in his cheeks. He was blushing, and he had no idea how to fix it. “You are never getting Uno tips from me again, mister.”

“Oh no, I’m so devastated,” he huffed, rolling his eyes fondly. Same old Parker, though he hadn’t expected anything different.

Parker scoffed at his dismissal, clutching at imaginary pearls. “You know what? Turnabout’s fair play in this game!”

“What? What ga— FFFfffuhuhuck! Pahaharkeher!”

Chance yelped, jolting as his sides were suddenly attacked. Parker had all but leaped on him, laying across his chest as he tickled the DM’s sensitive skin. “Revenge!”

Instead of fighting back, Chance seemed to curl in on himself. When it came to being tickled, his fight or flight response sort of gave up on life. He became a pill bug, doing his best to protect himself while making no conscious effort to get away.

And, of course, Parker had to point that out.

“Oh, interesting! I’ve turned the tables, but it seems the ‘brave adventurer’ can’t handle his own game,” he smirked, not even trying to hide his smugness as his fingers attacked Chance’s stomach.

The man jerked as his navel was targeted, a snort slipping past his lips. “PAHAHARKER! *snort* NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” He squirmed in place, weakly flapping one hand in Parker’s direction.

Parker grinned at the silly response, loving every second of his payback. “Hmm. Not a very effective strategy, bud. You have to try and fight me off if you wanna get away.”

“SHUHUHUT— *snort* SHUHUT IHIHIT!”

The rainbow-haired man could almost understand why Chance had gone with tickling in the first place. It was rather fun to see the other man smile, hear his pure and unfiltered laugh. Plus, he was warm and soft, which made squeezing his stomach rather fun.

Wanting to try something, Parker’s fingers slowly crept away from Chance’s navel. Before the man could enjoy that reprieve, however, Parker’s lips were on his neck, blowing a horribly ticklish raspberry.

“N-NOHOHOHohohoho! Pahaharker, youhuhu jeheherk!”

Now that was fun. The game boy indulged himself in a few more little attacks on the other man’s neck before he decided it was probably time to stop. One could only push a man like Chance so far before he suffered the consequences of his actions (so he had learned, that is).

“Hoholy crihihihit…” Chance groaned, running a hand down his face as he tried to recover. His entire stomach was buzzing with leftover ticklish energy, and his neck wasn’t any different. “You’re a menace, Parker Bradley.”

“I do what I can,” he grinned, gently bumping his head against the other man’s shoulder. Parker had an annoying habit of being too cute to stay pissed at, and that moment was no different than any other.

Chance looked around the attic, catching the stray glances and chuckles from the witnessing objects around them. “Ugh…wanna go see if Koa is up to hang out for a bit? I could use some relaxation right about now.”

“Ooo, sure! Maybe he’ll even have another vintage Monopoly house! I think there’s even a rumor about a hotel in there somewhere,” Parker grinned, practically bouncing with excitement. It was almost scary, how quickly he could recharge his batteries.

“Alright, fine. No badgering him, though. I don’t wanna lose couch privileges.”

“Fine, but you’re going to convince Telly to put on that board games documentary I saw a few days ago. They had an original Scrabble board on there, and I have to get a look at the tiles!”