17🏴welsh Canadian🏴 🏴🇨🇦❤️🇰🇷🇦🇺❤️This for stray kids tickle community, if your uncomfortable with my content please don’t follow me or hate on this account please!!!!. I do take requests for writing, so feel free to message me about writing a fic any sort dmmm! Skzewaatw umsks!!❤️💙🩵
the fact that you even manage to get the upper hand on him says a lot
and he’s definitely gonna get you back so might as well make it worth the fight 🥰
softly wrecking him does wonders
get him everywhere just drive him insane 💗
“a—AH!!” Minho shrieked as your arms slid around his waist. “You scared me!” He whined.
“Sorry!” You giggle, pressing your fingers into his stomach by accident and watching him tense up. “Oh? Did that…tickle?~”
“N-No! Let go of me, brat!” Min started to squirm and try to twist out of your grasp as you gasped.
“Now, that’s not nice.” Fingers dug into his sides and Minho was struggling, his lips sealed and face turning a bright red as his lips turned upwards at the corners.
“mhmhnnmhmm!!” He giggled quietly. You managed to twist both of you onto the couch, where you were seated on the backs of his thighs.
You only continued to try and tickle him into submission, his ears turning a light red and practically radiating heat.
Until your fingers were in his armpits. That’s when he broke. “GAHH!! NAHAHAT THEHERE!!” He exclaimed, bucking upwards and finding himself at your complete mercy.
“You’re such a brat! I need some way to make you stay, kitty cat…” You tease, and he turned even redder, suddenly squealing when your fingers slipped to the tops of his ribs next.
“AHHHAHAHAHA!! YOUHU SUHUHUCK!!” He screamed, trying his hardest to stop his hysterics but failing.
Minho began to cry tears of mirth, shoving his arms back to try and grab yours and kicking your back with his socked feet.
You turn around and grapple his foot. That was enough to get him begging.
“PLEASE!! NOT THERE I’M TOO TICKLISH THERE!!” Minho began to shriek as you slowly peeled his socks off.
You shushed him as he began to kick out aggressively, and you managed to lock your legs around his ankles. “You ready?~”
Your fingers scribbled all over the arch of his foot, and to your delight, he lost it, emmitting a high pitched squeal before descending into hysterical laughter.
“NOOAHHHAHAHAHAHA—!!” Minho squeezed his eyes shut, a wide smile stretching his face as he pounded the couch cushion with his fists in ticklish desperation.
“Does it really tickle that bad?” You asked in a ‘sympathetic’ tone.
“YEHEHEHEHES!! PLEHEHEASE LEHET GOOOHOHOHOHO!!” Minho let out another bout of uncontrollable cackles, the soft scribbling of fingers over his sensitive sole driving him absolutely crazy.
“Mmm…why should I? You’re just too adorable to handle~”
“PLEHEHEHEASE IHILL DIHIHIHIE!!”
You decided to let up for a break; Min clearly needed one.
He panted and slumped onto the couch, still giggling a little and wiping the tears off of his face.
“Youhu suhuck!! Ihim gohohonna get you back so hard…”
You gasp. “Don’t sass me!” One poke to his knee was enough to get him to shut up.