Boyf Luff

Expensive & Ticklish

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The ship here is Expensive Headphones!

Expensive Headphones is Michael x Rich, for anyone who doesn't know.

I personally don't ship it because:

A. Their personalities wouldn't really mix well

B. They don't exchange a single conversation during the show

C. Rich, in my opinion, is way cuter with his Jakey~

But, a request is a request!

So, onto the story!

Apologies in advance if this is really short.

(Brooke's POV)

"Truth or dare?" I asked Rich. He looked back at me with a smirk.

"Truth," he responded.

"That's a first, Mr. Arsonist," Jeremy commented with a laugh.

"That was one time!"

I thought about what I was gonna ask. I was honestly expecting him to choose a dare, too. Then, I had an idea.

I leaned over and whispered my idea to Chloe. I would need her for this. She nodded in agreement, with a grin.

"Are you ticklish?" I asked, leaning over the table a bit. He looked slightly nervous.

"I, um, maybe?"

"Yes or no, Rich," Jenna said, pulling her phone out. I could tell she was gonna tweet out this information.

"Yes," Rich said with a sigh. Michael put his arm around him as support. Chloe looked at me and I gave her a small thumbs up.

"Michael, truth or dare?" she questioned.

"Truth."

"Let me just rephrase that. Dare or dare?"

"Hey, not fair!" Michael yelled back.

"It's not against the rules," Chloe responded, crossing her arms.

"There are no rules!"

"Exactly. Dare or dare?"

"Ugh, fine, dare," he said with a humph.

"Great! I dare you to tickle the shit out of Rich." At the sound of this, Rich's eyes widened and he shook his head violently.

"No, no, no, no, no, absolutely not," he said.

"C'mon, babe, what do you have to lose?"

"Your virginity."

"Jenna please."

"Just do it already!" Christine pleaded. "I have a feeling this is gonna be good."

I could see Michael cracking his knuckles, preparing his fingers. He looked to Rich with a grin. Rich has never looked smaller.

"Yes," I heard Chloe whisper breathlessly. I giggled quietly.

In an instant, Rich was on the ground, flailing around, laughing uncontrollably. Everyone stood up to watch.

"Don't stop until he says your name!" I suggested.

"Alright. Rich, I'll stop tickling you once you say my name clearly." 

"M-Micha-" he was cut off by another fit of laughter. His face was completely red by now. Michael switched to his upper thighs, and Rich was gasping for air.

"M-M-Mi." 

"Are you sure you didn't forget my name? I could write it out if you want." Michael proceeded to trace his name on Rich's foot.

"M-M-MICHAEL!" Rich screamed, just to be stopped by another wave of chuckles.

"Who do you love?"

"M-Michael. I love Michael M-M-Mell," he squeaked out.

"I love you, too," Michael said, snuggling next to Rich, who was still giggling a bit.

I heard a camera snap from Jenna.

"Alright, Jake, truth or dare?" Jeremy offered.

"Dare."