Stray Kids [Tickle Fics]

Ruthless? Seeker:

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𝒍𝒆𝒆: SKZ

𝒍𝒆𝒓: Chan

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"Guys look! I found these!" Chan exclaimed, suspiciously giggly.

The three kids on the couch turned their heads away from their phones.

"Yah! What are you gonna even do with those ugly feather duster things!" Changbin yelled, pointing at the rainbow feather dusters Chan held.

"I don't know." The older shrugged. "I could tickle you with it." He shook it around Changbin's neck, and the rapper squealed before letting out a few adorable giggles.

Hyunjin decided to add in. "What—are you gonna chase us around with those things like you're the tickle monster?" He scoffed.

Chan hummed. "That is an idea..."

"Oh no." Quipped a snarky voice. Seungmin rolled his eyes. "You're giving the old man ideas. If only he was so good at playing bowling then maybe we would take his games seriously. How sad..."

Hyunjin and Changbin both burst into giggles, and Chan glared at the puppy. "Yah! Do you want to be first?" He threatened, waving the duster around like a weapon.

"I'm not even ticklish." Seungmin scoffed.

The entire room roared with laughter.

"There's no way he just said that." Felix exclaimed, walking in just in time to hear Seungmin make his last remark.

Jisung cackled maniacally at the way Minnie's face burned a bright red.

"I actually really like Hyunjin's idea!" Chan cheered after the room quieted except for a few snickers here and there.

"Which one?" Jeongin asked, and once the leader fully explained his plan, the whole room denied the game immediately, much to Chan's dismay.

"Well, we're doing it anyway. I'm in a mood." Chan clapped, ignoring the cries of "That's not fair!" or "You can't do that!"

"ONE!" Chris started to count loudly, and everyone bolted out of the room like lightning, trying their hardest to find a good hiding spot.

Thirty seconds later, Chan called. "Ready or not, here I come! You kids better be hiding, cause the tickle monster's awake!~" He teased, walking through the eerily silent hall.

"Oh? What's this?" Chan noticed one of the room doors open, which wasn't open before.

He walked through the room, opening the closet to find a small lump underneath some strewn hoodies and shirts.

"Now, who's this?" Channie wondered aloud, suddenly pushing the lump over and straddling his legs, before digging into what he assumed was the younger's waist.

A tiny squeal came from the pile, and Chan recognized it immediately.

"Who would've thought?" He threw off all the clothing as Jeongin desperately tried to scramble away, just to find himself completely trapped and at Chan's mercy.

The leader teasingly dragged the feather duster from earlier underneath the maknae's bicep, right above his underarms.

"Nonono! Hyung please, not thehere!" It was the most unbearable feeling, not torturous enough to make him laugh, but tingly enough for him to definitely feel it.

"Too bad!" Came Chan's reply, right before he brushed the thing over Jeongin's underarms and neck, causing the maknae to let out one of the most ungodly screams Chna had ever heard him make.