#ticklish! five

Day 1: Anticipation

Characters: Lee! Five Hargreeves, Ler! Klaus Hargreeves

Warnings: Tickle fic, implied past drug usage

‘You have five seconds to run.’ Klaus stated calmly, crossing his arms over his chest. The ghost whisperer had a stern, yet subconsciously playful look on his face as he stared Five down. The boy could only offer Klaus a huff in response. ‘Do you think I’m scared of you?’ He asked, his voice laced with provocative arrogance, while he fiddled with his sleeve.

‘Four,’ Klaus warned, taking a small step closer, which Five mirrored by taking a step back, more cautiously. ‘I’m not a kid,’ Five’s arms hugged at his chest, copying Klaus’ pose with a threatening look plastered over his face.

‘Three,’ Klaus continued, ignoring his brother’s statement, watching him slowly crumble to his words. Five let a shaky breath exit his quivering lip, not daring to take his eyes off Klaus. Five’s hands balled into fists as his nails anxiously dug into his palms.

‘Two,’ Klaus let a small smile break his expression, gaining a bit more leverage over Five as he took another step closer, letting the mischievous reality of his situation sink in. Five looked around the room for only a second more, before squeezing his eyes shut and digging at the air in front of him, power laying in his hands. Klaus watched the boy disappear in front of him with a small smirk. ‘You can run, but you can’t hide!’ He called out aimlessly to the empty house.

Five appeared upstairs, pacing back and forth in an empty bed room, unaware to all the noise he was making. His eyes gazed around the room rapidly, searching for any place to hide from his brother in, until his eyes settled on the closet in front of him. Five didn’t allow himself to second guess his decision, his hands gripped the closet handle and flung open the doors, hopping inside. His small stature began sliding down the interior of his hiding spot until he was curled up, hugging his knees to his chest and burying his mouth in his sleeve to muffle his panicking breathing.

Klaus had already heard the boy shuffling above him and merrily skipped up the stairs, shoving open the bedroom door with his hips. ‘Oh, Five, where are you, come out to play~!’ He closed the door behind him, looking around the dark room slowly and carefully, not wanting to accidentally miss him. Five felt his face heat up at Klaus’ generic teasing, but it was far too effective on him. The time traveler’s boys face broke out in a fiery red blush, his eyes painstakingly watching Klaus look around the room. All his instincts were telling him to bolt it, run for the door and not look back, but a smaller part of him felt safer here. Safer with Klaus.

‘Not here, not here..’ Klaus murmured to himself, pulling the covers off the messy bed, before his eyes settled on the warm closet. The door to it was slightly ajar and Klaus grinned mischievously at the sight, taking slow steps closer and closer. His hands began softly knocking at the sides of the closet, letting his nails rake against the wood, creating a low, almost beckoning, teasing sound that filled Five’s ears. ‘If you come out now, it’ll be easier on you~!’ He offered.

Five was tempted to just give himself up at that point, he really, really wanted to, but his pride got in the way. He couldn’t just let go like that, it would be humiliating to be broken by just some teases. The boy stayed put, hitching his breathing as he inched further back in the closet. Klaus waited for a second, ceasing his touch against the closet as an eerie silence filled the room. The addict stayed silent for a little longer, letting the anticipation build up in his brother before swinging the closet doors open, and bending his face down towards Five’s. ‘Got you!’

Five let out a small squeak and scurried backwards, before darting against the carpet, scrambling to get to his feet. That’s when he felt it. Small pinched and squeezes at his sides, which caused the time traveler to absolutely crumble against the floor, twitching and squirming around as his only defence. Five bit down on his sleeve, not wanting to let any laughter out just yet. ‘Come on, it’s no fun if only one of us doing the work!’ Klaus mocked his attempts to hide his laughter,placing his hands against Five’s stomach, leaving them there for just a few seconds. Five’s breathing hitched at the feeling of Klaus’ hands, though he made not attempt to get away. He just eyes class, slowly regaining his breath, looking confused at his hands. His body moved barely an inch away, before Klaus’s long nails began clawing and scratching at his belly. Five’s body thrashed and squirmed, letting his legs kick back and forth in the air. ‘K-klaahahahaahus!’ The older brother squealed out, pounding his arms against the harsh, carpeted floor. ‘Yeah, what is it?’ The younger sibling responded casually, digging his nails further and further into Five’s belly, before wriggling them around further. ‘N-naahAHAHAHAahahahahahah!’ Five’s back arched downwards, his belly sucking in as much as possible. His mind was in a panic mode, between just letting this happen and running away, squirming about and writhing against his brother’s skilful, dexterous fingers. Klaus meanwhile, was having the time off his life. I mean, who wouldn’t be? Being able to break the strong, snarky Five Hargreeves with just a little bit of tickling was an impressive feat. Klaus’ nails began painstakingly slowly raking down Five’s belly, sending the boy into absolute stitches, hiding his face in his elbows. Klaus’ fingers arrived at his hips, his thumbs began slowly circling into the sides of the older Hargreeves’ hips, not even trying to tickle him, but Five was still squirming back and forth and giggling. ‘W-waihahahat, Klauhahahahahas!’ Five pleaded, reaching out to his brother, his fingers spread out as he was practically pleading for him not to go for that spot. ‘That’s my name, don’t wear it out too much!’ Klaus teased with a smile, unleashing all of his fingers to drill into the smaller Hargreeves’ hips, sinking into them as the intense ticklish sensations ran further through Five’s body. ‘NAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH, SWIAHAHAHAHAHAHATCH SPHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHTS!’ Five ordered loudly, his hood buckling up and down wildly, his torso twisting from side to side. ‘If you insist!’ Klaus offered with a grin, pulling his nails from Five’s hips, and letting them trail down to his exposed knees, causing Five to awkwardly shift against the floor, locking on with a slight panicked look. ‘K-klaus!’ He whined out, preparing to pull his legs away before he felt Klaus’s fingers squeezing at the sides of his knees. ‘WIAHAHAHAT, WAIAHAHAHAHAT, WIAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHT!’ Five squeaked out quickly, his entire body thrashing around, taking in deep breathes in-between his laughter. ‘I mean, you did ask me to change spots, you never specified where!’ Klaus reminded him, his nails finding their way behind Five’s knees and scratching, a bit more softly, at them. Five squealed out loudly in response, kicking his legs up way from his brothers’ fingers, before curling them closer to his body. ‘Okay, enough,’ the boy panted slightly, holding out his hand, wanting peace. The time traveler took in long, deep breathes, stabilising himself as Klaus patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, but moving closer to his sibling with a tender smile. ‘You know, you could’ve jumped away right from the start of that, but you let me tickle you to pieces!’ Oh, Klaus. You evil piece of shit. Five felt his face heat up, sputtering for a response as he knew he was right, but he just couldn’t find one. Five laid there, defeated, with Klaus smirking to himself from his new victory, leaving the room.