Josh Dun One Shots/Preferences

Part 3: Tickle Attack

I sprint into the bathroom, quickly locking the door behind me, as my boyfriend of four years pounds on the door.

"Y/N, we had a deal, this is not fair!" I hear him exclaim from the other side of the door.
"Did you really think I would go through with it?!" I snapped back, playfully.
"Touché." I heard him sigh.

We made a bet, or a deal, that if he got me to laugh at one of his stupid, yet hilarious jokes, he would be able to tickle me.

If I didn't, and he lost, he would be forced to sleep on the couch that night. To be completely honest, both punishments a completely cruel in my eyes. He can't sleep without me, and I am the most ticklish person. Sadly, as you could tell, I lost. Breathing a sigh of relief as I heard his footsteps pat away from the bathroom, I lean my head against the door.

All of a sudden, I feel arms wrap around my waist from behind, and I almost immediately remember, 'the guest room connects to this bathroom.' I start to struggle, wiggling around, in what I identified as Tyler's arms. "NO TYLER PLEASE DON'T!" I screamed loudly, giggling after, as I knew what was going to come next. Spotting Jenna walking out of Josh and I's guest room, I plead once more.
"JENNA, PLEASE, HELP ME."
She shakes her head whilst chuckling, and kept walking.

"I FEEL BETRAYED. I TRUSTED YOU." I laugh loudly, still struggling over Tyler's shoulder. He walks downstairs, and into the living room, and I see Josh sitting on the couch. Waiting; waiting for me. Josh smirks when he sees me wiggling over Tyler's shoulder, while giggling quietly. Plopping me onto the couch and off of his shoulder, Tyler smiles and walks off to find Jenna, I suppose. I try to escape and squirm away, but Josh was too quick for me and trapped me under him, straddling my waist.

He smirks once more, and starts to tickle my stomach. I start to laugh uncontrollably, as he moves his fingers to my neck. Wiggling under him, I try my best to get away from him, but it was no use. I started to laugh so hard, that I became silent. After a few more moments, Josh decided I felt enough of his wrath and stopped. Gasping, and catching my breath from laughing so hard, I wipe away a few tears. Josh just watches beside me, face occupied with a giant smile. He then, unexpectedly, picks me up bridal style, and carries me to our shared bedroom, noticing that I had grown tired. He gently set me down on our bed, and climbs in next to me and pulling me into his firm chest. "I love you so much." I whisper, and before he could answer, I fell asleep.

"I will make you believe you are lovely." ~ Lovely, Twenty One Pilots

Creds: -Ambi- Otherwise known as my best friend.