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Bryce was always known as the moody type, well, to his friends anyways. But when certain silliness occurs it's not that hard to find the softness that lies within.

Cw: brief mention of alcohol, subtle swearing

Day 7: flustered

Bryce was always known as the moody type, well, to his friends anyways. But when certain silliness occurs it's not that hard to find the softness that lies within.

Cw: brief mention of alcohol, subtle swearing, very brief mention of sodascentpack(?)

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Bryce was never really happy, not even as a child. Though his sister did everything to protect him and keep him happy, his family had issues which only worsened as he got older. When he found himself alone after a long shift at his less than superior job: he tended to try to fill the hole with the cheap alcohol the local bar sold, that was until he was teleported to the plane. His temper only worsened as he was dragged away from his life. He had nothing good going on, but at least he wasn't being held against his will. It still boiled his blood when he thought about it for too long. The only thing that came out of that conversation was the two objects sitting next to him in the soft grass by a lake they had discovered on one of their many journeys they had taken after settling back into the world they were used to. It had been at least a year since ‘ONE” had ended and after climbing out of some dark pits, life had gone back to normal. Both Bryce and Liam had found a new job and Amelia continued hers as a yoga instructor. Though they were miles apart, they had promised each other they would keep in touch, they only had each other all those months after all. This week, the trio were in the beautiful city of Yakima Washington, taking in the sights and sounds. During their first trip here, Amelia showed them around where she had grown up and her favorite places to visit when she had the time. Washington had always been a historical city, rich with landmarks and breathtaking photo opportunities, which Liam refused to pass up. Now that they were back, they dedicated more of their time to just relaxing. Bryce breathed in the crisp autumn air, hands tucked behind his head while the wind danced through the grass, making it tickle at the back of his neck. He let his eyes close as he followed the brief conversations that passed through them. He had noticed he was a lot calmer these days, but he still couldn't shake his curt reputation. It had just become a part of his personality at this point. His resting face usually consisted of bored, tired eyes and an emotionless frown. It made him hard to read sometimes, but Liam and Amelia knew him at this point. It never stopped them from wishing he would smile more however, they couldn't blame him though. They had been through hell and back. You couldn't shake that type of thing. Not instantly at least. For a moment, Bryce let his real smile slip as Liam said something particularly stupid. It was brief, but not unnoticed. Amelia, who had been sitting criss crossed, leaned over the man, grinning slyly, but tenderly.

“You really should smile more. Happy looks good on you." Bryce could feel his cheeks warm slightly as her shadow loomed over him. His head tilted to the side, facing away from her as he scoffed. Liam, who was previously laying on his belly, had crawled closer to the pair, finding his place on his opposite side as he now sat on his own legs.

“Yeah Bryce. Take a break from frowning, would ya?” he said, gently poking his cheek. Bryce huffed as if he was irritated as his head now turned back to face Amelia’s side, eyes still closed. He was too stubborn to admit he was enjoying himself now that the two had said something. A gentle hand made themselves comfortable at his ribs, making him jump. Oh shit.

“Bryce..~ you better day something soon.. We know how to make you smile, ya know~.” the fingers hadn't even begun to move and he already had the feeling that he might die. He didn't move. His fingers flexed in his hair, trying desperately- didn't dare speak as he felt the blush on his face flush up to his ears. His fingers tangle in his hair as a method to try and ground himself. He wouldn't break this time. Liam’s hand slowly rose until his fingertips were just barely gliding over his shirt. He wasn't much of the patient type. He was playful and ruthless, taking his chances while he could as a bold smirk painted his features.

“Oh that's right! Unfortunately for you, we know just how ticklish you are. Don't you remember back in july~? You practically outed yourself when Amelia wrapped her arms around you.”

“Poor bryce,” Amelia cooed in response, hand slowly gliding up his side, circling his under arm, before tracing up and down his forearm. She laid onto her stomach, whispering into his ear. ”You let out the girliest scream~. We were in public too… how unfortunate~” she giggled softly, watching how Bryce's hand shot out to bat away her breath that warmed his ear. Liam only followed her motions, now nuzzling into his neck as his fingers still wired at his side.

“You struggled to sit still, just as you are doing now- though.. I think your face is redder this time~.”

Bryce's hells dug into the dirt now as he pursed his lips, fighting the flustered butterflies inside his belly. His lips quivered as the urge to smile only got stronger. He could feel little tears against his eyelashes from how hard he was squeezing his eyes shut. His fingers tugged at his beanie, quickly pulling it over his cherry red face. With the endless teases and gentle skittering, it wasn't long before soft titters pushed through his lips. His friends cooed, scooting closer to him as their hands stilled ever so slightly.

"There you go ~! That wasn't so hard, was it~?" Amelia teased, pulling the hat from his head to comb her free hand through his hair. Bryce crossed his arms over his chest, opening his eyes only to stare directly in front of him, not bothering to look towards the monsters at either side as his grumpy attitude quickly returned as he fought to keep the giggles out of his voice.

"I hate you both." He mumbled, turning His head back to Liam's side as he pouted towards the ground. There was a soft chuckle before two separate hands pulled his own away from his body, both mentally noting how easy it was due to him not fighting them.

"Well that's not nice."

"And look- you're frowning again! Don't worry Bryce, we'll fix you up in a jiffy~!"

He groaned, eyes rolling as his body tensed up against the phantom tickles that already vibrated through his system. He should have expected this. Nothing good ever came out of hanging with his favorite dorks. Deep down, he knew he didn't mind it as much as he played like he did. He could never say that out loud though, no matter how much their stupid little games flustered him. Bryce lay nestled between the two grinning idiots, fighting the grin that their wriggling fingers coaxed out of his almost permanent frown. Liam and Amelia each held one of his wrists down at his sides while their free hands hovered in front of his face. They had already pushed past his melting point, but he refused to use that as an excuse to fall under the team’s mercy. He was going to end up facing his fate sooner or later so might as well have some fun with it. He stuck his chest out proudly, bending his neck so that he could look into the eyes of the people who had trapped him.

“You wouldn't dare try anything.”

“Oh we wouldn't, huh~?” Liam questioned, sharing a devious smirk with the woman beside him before digging into his side. The smaller man giggled evilly as Bryce's body fought against his will, twitching and jerking as the digits made contact. Amelia fluttered her soft blue nails against the tense muscles of his neck, causing him to squeak rather girlishly. The young woman giggled, cooing into his ear.

“My my.. Such a sweet noise for a supposedly angry person like yourself~”

The fast food worker’s blush flooded up passed his ears as his smile slowly appeared, shaky and unsteady. Amelia’s lips brushed over his wrists and up to his palm, causing his fingers to flex and tremble. Liam’s quick skittering passed over his belly, clawing at the fabric. For a moment, he let go of his hand, only for it to be grabbed by amelia as she continued to whisper and nuzzle into his neck as Liam sat between Bryce’s legs- reaching up to his hips, slipping just past his pantline, digging gently into the dips in the bones of his hips, the flesh warm under his fingers. Bryce squealed, bucking violently as the dam broke. Birds flew from trees as his snorty cackles filled the silence that had been there just moments before.

“FUCKING HEHEHEHELL!!! LIAM!!!!! y-YOU BIHIHIHAHA-” bryce tried desperately to express his “resentment” with the situation, but every word melted into embarrassingly squeaky snorts and chest quacking chortals. With one hand continuing to dig across his hip, Liam's other hand slipped under the white fabric of the thrashing man’s tee. His fingers wisped and nudged against the softer muscle of his lower stomach before flicking his fingers upwards, letting his pointer twirl sneakily against the piercing in his navel, causing the elder to flitch, a childish giggle interrupting his cackles. Bryce was in a world of his own as he felt the ground beneath him evaporated. He laughed until his sides were sore and he laughing turned to silent scream, thats only when the two finally stoped their torture. Liam returned to his side as Bryce's body went limp against the grass. It was a while before he could talk again but when he did, his arms crossed over his abdomen, face practically on fire. Liam and Amelia just smiled, simultaneously kissing the side of his face, only adding to the bright red that bloomed over his face, making his freckles all the more visible now. His fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed, focusing on his breathing so he wouldn't completely combust. Maybe ONE wasn't so bad… the stupid game show resulting in meeting the best people he had ever interacted with. His heart fluttered slightly as he felt the other two settle next to him, falling into comfortable quiet again. overhead, a bird twittered. Maybe it was because he was giddy- but he felt lighter.. Happy even. Especially when he grabbed his two attackers and started to act on his revenge plan. No one would stop smiling that day, just how it should be.

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