Kit Connor Imagines

on a night like tonight

summary: you're ticklish

Hello everybody!
This is just a short little chapter because I really liked the idea, so enjoy!

Y/n's POV:

It had been a normal day in our apartment. Kit was currently on break from filming and I had luckily gotten a day off of work because of renovations at my workplace.

The both of us wanted to enjoy out time together as much as we could, knowing we wouldn't get a lot of opportunities for this. It was a wonder that we were both home for a day at the same time, misusing this time was just not possible.

Although we didn't have too much of said time, we decided to just enjoy ourselves, doing what we wanted to. This consisted of me just reading a book with Kit's head laying on my stomach, playing on his phone.

"Read to me." He requests as he turns his head to look up at me. I do as told and start reading to him, him shuffling a lot throughout the first chapter.

That's when I feel the sudden sensation in my stomach and I can't help but laugh, looking at him. "What's up?" He questions confused, sitting upright.

"That tickles." My eyes focus on the spot where the feeling was strongest just mere seconds ago. His fingers are softly laying there, moving a little when I look at them. It dawns upon him why I laughed and I can see the grin slowly forming on his face.

"You're ticklish?" Before I can even think of a response to give him, he starts moving his fingers, making me laugh out at the sensation. "Stop that!" I cry out, trying to push him off of me. Not even kicking will help me, Kit's hands are drawn to me like a moth to a flame.

"No, Kit. Stop." I whine out, pouting at him between the giggles that leave my body against my will. After a minute or two, he finally takes his hands off of my skin, letting them hover on each side of my torso.

"I will use this information against you every time I'll get the chance to, Y/n. Just so you know." He informs, pushing himself off of the bed.

"Now, I'm gonna shower." He quickly informs before leaving the room with clothes he had laid out hours ago.

*time skip*

When Kit enters the room again, he is dressed in sweats and a t-shirt from a while back. His hair is still wet from the shower and his cheeks are tinted pink.

He seems to have forgotten about our situation from before, luckily for me.

The night goes on to be quite boring, we order food and eat like we haven't for ages and decide to head off to bed soon after.

The night is quiet, something unusual for the part of town we live in. The only sound being heard is the cars occasionally driving past our home, or the leaves rustling outside in the garden.

This peace and quiet doesn't last long though because soon after laying down, Kit lays his arm around my waist. His fingers don't move at first, letting me think everything is okay.

But then suddenly he moves them, laughing out loud.

"I'll get revenge, Kit. Just you wait." I glare, shuffling a bit away from him, for my own safety.