Yogscast One Shots

Hatsome - Ticklish

Shipping: Ross, Trott and Smiffy
AU: Minecraft
Suggested By: kissingafacehugger

Third Person

Dear Diary,

It's been a while since I last wrote but I couldn't help but worry about what Ross and Trott are thinking. It's getting harder and harder to concentrate. I keep dropping things by accident, they just slip right through me. They're going to find out, I just know it.

-Alex

Alex's handwriting had definitely worsened since his loss of concentration. The pen fell through his hand and scattered across the floor, alerting the others.

"You alright Smith?" Ross sleepily asked.

"Y-yeah I'm fi-fine." Smiffy replied, finding himself shaking.

"Go to bed, you're shivering."

Smiffy got up from the desk and sat down on his bed, he was freezing. Slowly, he got under the covers and drifted off to sleep.

~

Dear Diary,

Ross keeps asking me if I'm alright, I say yes, but I think he can see through my lies. I dropped a sword earlier which was not a good move as it alerted Trott and I may have panicked slightly.

-Alex

Alex lay on his bed just staring at the ceiling, he knew the others had already guessed what his problem was, but he didn't want them to worry.

"Hey Smith, we wanted to talk to you." Trott said caringly as he leant against the doorway.

"U-uh. Sure." Smith stuttered.

"Well," Ross began as he sat on the end of Alex's bed, " Alex you know you can tell us if something's wrong, that's what friends are for."

"Guys I'm fine, really." Alex snapped.

"Don't lie to us, please Alex." Trott pleaded.

They were both using Alex which meant they weren't going to give up.

"I'm not lying!" Alex yelled at them, he got up from the bed and clenched his fists.

"Calm down, we just want to help!" Ross replied, half angry, half caring.

"Just leave me alone!"

With that Alex stormed out the door and didn't even bother to look back. He literally shook with anger as tears streamed down his face. Once outside, he equipped his jetpack and flew up to the sign. He stood in the middle of the 'A' just contemplating what he should do.

Alex decided on just laying down and relaxing casually, as if nothing had happened. As he was drifting off to sleep, he heard to other jetpack a coming closer. Looking around he noticed Ross and Trott both approaching him.

"Sorry for shouting," Ross mumbled as he landed.

"Sorry for not really listening," Trott mumbled shortly afterwards.

"Thanks guys I shouldn't have snapped, you were just trying to protect me." Smith said sadly.

Ross leant against the opposite side of the 'A' as Trott settled down next to him. Alex leaned over slightly, trying to reach out for something. Ross tilted his head in confusion as to what Alex wanted, that was before he realised the journal on the edge. Smith picked it up and placed it gently in his lap.

"So," Trott began,"we know you've been having troubles holding stuff, then you laugh when you drop it. Why?"

"No reason." Smith swiftly replied.

"Stop lying to us," Ross emphasised the 'lying'.

"I'm not lying I'm just avoiding the truth."

"So you're lying," Trott smirked.

"Whatever you want to call it. I'm not telling you."

"Please Alex," Ross pleaded, "we want to help you."

"Just come over here Smith," Trott signalled for Alex to sit in between to the two of them.

He reluctantly got up and trudged over towards them. Carefully sitting down, Alex leant his head on Ross' shoulder. Trott's hand smoothed over Alex's in a calming way.

Everything was fine until Alex stopped concentrating and Trott's hand slipped through his and he had to suppress a laugh.

"What the fuck just happened?" Trott questioned.

"Nothing," Alex replied, smiling.

"Take off your short Smith," Trott demanded.

"Excuse me?" Alex quickly replied, "I definitely will not take my shirt off!"

"Do it Alex," Ross said.

Alex reluctantly took off his shirt and places it in front of him. Before he could really ask why he needed to do so, Trott pushed his hand through his abdomen and Alex couldn't help but laugh.

"Your laugh is adorable," Ross pointed out.

After stating the obvious, Ross joined Trott and began ruthlessly tickling Smith until the sun was low on the horizon.

After a while, they all collapsed, breathless and teary eyed.

"Well," Ross panted, " now we know how to make you smile."

"I hate you guys soo much!" Alex laughed.

"We love you too," Ross and Trott said in sync.

AN:

I finally finished the request! The other requests are almost finished so keep on requesting guys!

Love you all!

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