Axel / Lea x Reader One Shots (Requests Open)

The Rate Game

"Hmmm... lets do pizza tonight."

"No way! We just did that last week, and you picked! It's my turn to decide and I'm choosing sushi."

"Ughhh Axel! You know I don't eat sushi!"

"There's other things you can pick from the menu that isn't sushi though! Did you even look?"

You and Axel were currently sitting on your living room floor with at least a dozen take-out menus surrounding you. At least once a week, you both decide to be lazy and skip out on cooking dinner and order from one of your favorite restaurants. If only the two of you could stop being so indecisive, you'd be able to reach a decision much faster...

"What's wrong with pizza though? You can get different toppings each time!" You flopped down on the floor in annoyance and laid across the menus. "Or, you could pick something from the menu that isn't pizza! Wouldn't that be something!"

Axel rolled his eyes as you mocked him and laughed. "Okay, smart ass. Let's forget sushi and pizza and figure out something else. Where's the menu for that taco place we liked?" He searched mess of menus and found the one he was looking for halfway sticking out from under your back and went to grab it, but you wouldn't budge from your spot. "C'mon, [Y/N], gimme the menu."

"I don't have the energy to move," you whined. "Too hungryyy!"

"Well, if you weren't so stubborn all the time, we'd be eating right now," he laughed and poked your side, which made you squeal and curl into a ball. "Uhhh, what in the world was that?"

"Uhm, nothing! Here's the menu for the tacos!" You snatched the menu from underneath you and quickly opened it up, hoping it would distract Axel from what he just witnessed. "Let's pick something and go pick it up, please? I'm starving!"

Axel's eyes never left you and he gave you a devilish smirk. "You're ticklish, aren't you?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Do you want chicken or shrimp tacos?"

Axel snatched the menu from your hand and tackled you back down to the floor. He grabbed your wrists and brought them together, holding them with one hand above your head.

"Axel! Let me go!" You tried squirming your way out of his grasp, but lack of food made you feel weaker than normal. Even if you had all your energy, you still probably wouldn't have been able to break free from his grasp; Axel was just too strong, and boy did he know it.

"Nah, don't think so. In fact, I'm in the mood to play a game. It's called 'Rate That Spot'! And I'm going to test out every inch of your body and rate all of your spots, from head to toe."

"No, no, please! Axel! Don't-!" Before you could even finish, Axel was already attacking your underarms with his one free hand, and your laughter echoed throughout the room. He kept switching back and forth between left and right, and you already couldn't bear how ticklish the sensations were.

"Hmmmm I give these a solid six," he observed. "What's next? Maybe... your hips!"

"Noohoooo AHHHH!" Your laughter grew louder as he attacked one of your weakest spots. You tried to squirm away from his flying fingers, but it was no use. You were literally trapped and in big trouble.

Axel looked down at you, his eyes burning with desire and happiness as he watched you laugh uncontrollably. He always thought you were beautiful, but looking down at you now while your laughter grew and your smile widened, his feelings for you only multiplied. In that moment, he knew that you were the best thing that ever happened to him, and he swore he'd never let you go.

He kept up his act, teasing you mercilessly. "I think your right hip is worse than your left. Individually, your right is a nine, and your left...a seven. Together they make an eight. Now, where oh where should I try next?"

"For the love of GOD STAAAHP ITT," you shrieked.

"No way! I love that laugh of yours, I need to hear it more," he whispered into your ears, making you turn even more red than you already where.

"Get it memorized alreadyyy!"

Axel let out an over-exaggerated gasp. "You're really going to use my phrase against me? I don't think you're in any position to mock me, [Y/N]." He clicked his tongue in fake disappointment. "In fact, I'll show you exactly what you get for such mockery!" His fingers went right to the soft, slightly pudgy skin of your stomach, and you howled with laughter.

"Noooohooo not theheree! Please, staaaahahaap!" Tears started falling down the sides of your cheeks and you tried thrashing around to get Axel off of you.

"Definitely found my ten! Now, lastly..." His hands left your stomach and wrists but quickly wrapped his arms around your right leg, aiming for your worst spot of all: your feet. Axel laid sideways across your legs with his back to you, stopping you from getting anywhere near his arms while you tried to pry him off of you. Your laughter was turning into screams now, but no matter how much you tried, Axel was NOT letting up anytime soon. Your last idea was to use your other leg to try and kick him off of you, but he only grabbed it and bound your legs together to attack both feet now. "If you wanted me to get both at once, all you had to do was ask!" God, his teasing was making everything so much worse!

"Pleeahheesee! Noohoo moreee!"

His fingers finally let up, and you laid sprawled out on the floor trying to catch your breath. Axel bent down over you and kissed your neck all the way up to your lips. "Solid twelve for those," he concluded.

"Yeah, yeah, rub it in," you laughed. Sitting up cross-legged on the floor, you reached out and poked his hip, making him jump in surprise. You gave him a wicked smile.

"Wait, no, [Y/n]! Don't you even try—" Axel started backing away from you.

"Ohhhh Axel! I'm in the mood to play a game..."