~Minsung Oneshots~

Tickles

"Hey can you please lower it a little bit? Why do you play in such a high volume?" Minho asked Jisung. They were lazily laying on the younger's bed, after they did their statistic project.

"No. Deal with it." Jisung said not even looking up at the older.

"What did you just say?" Minho shut his phone, put it on the night stand and crossed his arms while he was looking at Jisung, who was still, playing on his phone on a very high volume.

"I said n-o." Jisung said it letter by letter and went on playing Zombie Tsunami, which has an annoying sound.

"Repeat it and you're dead." Minho glared at the younger but Jisung didn't move at all. On top of that he highered the volume even more and smirked a little.

Minho snatched the phone away from Jisung and shut it. He hovered over the younger and stared at him.

"Wh-what are you going to do, hyung?" Jisung asked because he was afraid what he would do next. Minho didn't say anything just smirked, making the boy under him more scared.

"Hyu-" Jisung was cut off when he felt two arms around his waist. He knew what was going to happen and to be honest, he didn't want it. He hated it. "-no you can do anything just not that. Please hyung, please." Jisung pleaded but Minho didn't move an inch.

"Now you show respect hah? Why you hate it so much? It just tickling." Minho said and started to tickle Jisung's sides. The younger immediately started to laugh and kicked up and down with his legs but to his unfortunate Minho was stronger than him and he could hold him in place with his thighs.

"Ahahaha- hyu-hyung ....s-stop please. I- I'll take it down..haha b-but please sto-stoop" Minho knew the younger hated being tickled especially on his sides so he could always use this against him. Minho giggled at Jisung who was struggling taking breath from the laughter, which Minho found adorable. He loved hearing Jisung laugh, it always lit his day up.

"Next time you will know not to pick up a fight with me, little boy." Minho said but he was angry yet he was smiling.

"I won't do th-this but...ple-please I- I can't breath..ahaha" Jisung gripped on Minho's hands, trying to push them away, but the laughing made him weak and also, the older had muscular arms so he didn't have that much chance either.

"Promise?" Minho asked, he stopped tickling Jisung, however he still had his hands on his waist.

"Ye-yeah. Promise." Jisung breathed out and panted a little from the torture the older made him go through. Minho smiled and stayed in the position when he was tickling the younger.

When they realized their position both of them blushed and Minho climbed off of him, sitting back to his previous place. Jisung shifted upped and leaned against the headboard when an idea popped into his head.

Minho was laying and scrolled through instagram but he suddenly felt weight on his thighs. He out his phone away and saw Jisung sitting on his legs.

"What are you doing?" Minho asked but he was lack of an answer. Instead of answering the older's question, Jisung placed his hands on Minho's waist and started to tickle him.

But to his surprise Minho didn't do anything, he just continued to watch Jisung.

"I'm not ticklish anywhere. I'm not a kid like you." Minho smiled and patted Jisung's arms.

"Tsk. You're no fun." Jisung pouted and leaned up again. "You sure your not? A mischievous smile found Jisung's face and started to tickle Minho everywhere. First he started on his feet then his thighs then his hips and waist and lastly his arms. But Minho gave no reaction to any of them.