Silent Treatment

Silent Treatment

A/N: Figured I'd go ahead and get the ball rolling by forcing myself to finish one of my oldest drafts. You can probably tell at what point I picked this back up after it staying stagnant for months on end. Anyhow, as always let me know your thoughts!

Summary: Shinsou is giving his boyfriend the silent treatment after a sour prank. Luckily, Kaminari knows how to make him talk.

Pairings: Ler!Kaminari, Lee!Shinsou (Romantic)

Warnings: Tickling, Swearing

Word Count: 2122

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"Oh come on, are you still mad about that?" Kaminari asked as he walked behind the couch and playfully shook his boyfriend's shoulders.

Still no response.

Shinsou kept his arms crossed and his mouth shut as he continued to ignore the absolute menace to society that was currently behind him.

Earlier that morning, Shinsou had made his way over to Kaminari's room to drop off his laundry that he knew the dumbass would forget about. Just casually being the best boyfriend ever. Only to be smacked in the head with a styrofoam cup and covered in water the second he had opened the door.

He watched as his boyfriend's face morphed from shock and surprised to hysterical as he fell to the floor laughing at his own prank. To overcome with laughter to even apologize as Shinsou set the now wet laundry down and leave the room to get ready for the day all over again.

He had sworn up and down to Shinsou that the water cup wasn't meant for him as he was expecting Sero to walk through the door instead to pick up the notes he had left in his room last night during one of their study sessions.

And it wouldn't have been a big deal, it really wouldn't have. Shinsou was more than used to electric hero's antics by now. If he was being honest with himself, he had to suppress a smile as he pretended to angrily stomp down the hallway. If only Aizawa hadn't poked fun at him down the hallway. Saying he looked like an angry cat that had just gotten out of the bath.

As funny as it was, it didn't have to come from Aizawa! The one person he looked up to most! He was so embarrassed and that comment had stuck with him for the rest of the day.

So here he was. Arms crossed, chin up, eyes closed as he tried his best to ignore the repeated pokes on his cheeks from the grade-A asshole behind him.

"Toshi. Toshi. Toshi. Toshi. Toshi." Kaminari repeated as he kept poking his boyfriend's face. "Hitoshi talk to meeeeeeee!" He wailed as he dramatically flung himself over the couch, hoping his theatrics would at least make the other boy crack a smile. All it did was earn him an equally dramatic eye roll as Shinsou turned his head away yet again.

Kaminari sat up awkwardly as he gave Shinsou a gentle hug.

"I'm sooooooooorry! Ok? I'm so so so so so sorry!" The electric boy continued his scene. Determined to at least get a smile out of his boyfriend. "I'm awful!" He cried as he leaned back, putting his wrist to his forehead in an exaggerated show of feigned guilt. "I'm terrible, horrible, annoying, thoughtless, most awful boyfriend in the whole world!"

Shinsou turned to him. Nodded once. And turned away.

The overly loud, offended gasp that followed actually did manage to crack a smile on the other boy's face.

"How could you!" The hero cried. Smiling himself as he noticed Shinsou covering his mouth. "You know what? Fine! I'm ignoring you too!" He announced as he leaned back up and mimicked his boyfriend's pose. Shinsou shrugged as he forced down his smile and turned away again.

There was a beat of silence. Then another. Then Shinsou's shoulders were suddenly yanked back to the seat of the couch as his boyfriend jumped over and now was attempting to pin him down.

"WAIT!!! Denki no! N-No! Stop!! Don't you dare!" He shouted. Instantly forgetting about his little grudge as giddy panic settled in his stomach. He already knew what his boyfriend was trying to do and trying his damn hardest to get away.

Kaminari just smiled as he finally managed to straddle his frantic boyfriend. His fingers settled on his lower ribs and started to lightly trace them through his shirt.

Shinsou's hands immediately shot down to grab his wrists as his boyfriends straddled him, already too nervous to contain his laughter. The two of them had had plenty of tickle fights in the past but they usually just happened when they were just flirting or sparring with each other and they always ended with Shinsou coming out on top, but Kaminari had never actually attempted to pin him down before like he had done with his friends. Shinsou had witness first hand how ruthless his boyfriend could be when he had watched him pin Kirishima to the floor and tickle him within an inch of his life after some petty argument.

Kaminari said nothing as he rolled his hands out of the boys grip as he grabbed his wrists and held them above his head. He smiled innocently as he moved one hand to lightly graze over the boys ribs. The thin T-shirt he had on providing no protection as his fingers lightly pinched up and down his ribs at a slow pace.

Shinsou bucked and thrashed with all his might as he attempted to get free although his attempts were weakened from the butterflies raging in his stomach from being forced into such a helpless position.

"Babe, stop! Stohohohop! This-Thihihihis isn't fair!" He shouted as his legs attempted to curl in on himself only to meet the other boys back. "Let me gohohohohoho! Denki c'mon stoho-OHOHOHOP!" He wailed as the other boy suddenly let go of his wrists and shot both his hands under his arms and tickled mercilessly.

"GAHAHAHAHA-! STAHAHAHAHAP!! STOHAHAP IT- STOP YOU AHAHAHAHASSHOLE-!!" Shinsou shook his head and bucked and trashed with his arms glued to his sides. Shinsou usually had impressively high endurance but when it came to tickling, especially when Denki tickled him, he could barely last even a few minutes.

The fingers stilled when the electric hero saw how red the boys face has turned and felt him flinch as he removed his hands out from under his arms. Shinsou was now gulping in all the air he could get, still shaking and giggling but grateful for the breather nonetheless.

He was going to kill Denki for this. Absolutely murder him. Already devising a plan to enact his quirk as soon as the boy spoke and taking his revenge but noticing the boy still had not moved from on top of him.

"Ahare-are we done here?" He said sarcastically, trying his best to sound annoyed while also waiting for the boy to open his mouth to answer the question.

Denki just gave him a smug grin as he cocked his head to the side.

"You win, okay? I'm sorry for ignoring you. Get up so I can go get us some snacks, you said yesterday you wanted to watch a movie right?" Shinsou said as he rubbed the boys legs in a soothing manner, trying to convince him to speak.

Denki turned his head away from him and mimicked the pout Shinsou had on his face earlier.

Dammit. Why isn't he talking?? Shinsou thought before he realized that the other boy was still ignoring him.

"C'mon babe, I said i was sorry. Talk to me sweetie, what do you want? Movie? Cuddles? Just tell me." Shinsou tried to put on his best puppy eyes as he tried his best to convince his boyfriend to speak so that he could enact his revenge but he couldn't use his quirk if he was still ignoring him.

Kaminari pretended to think for a moment before shaking his head and sticking out his tongue childishly. Happy that he had the upper hand at the moment.

Frustrated that his plan wasn't working, Shinsou kneed him in the back as protest. Kaminari shot a frown down at his boyfriend before grabbing the other's sides and flipping him on his stomach in one quick motion.

Kaminari turned around and positioned himself on the other hero's shins.

This was the point where Shinsou really started to panic.

All it took was the feeling of one finger hooking underneath his sock to send the kid into a frenzy.

It had been years since anyone had even touched his feet, a distant memory came to the forefront of his mind of his father tickling him there years ago and just now remembering how unbearable the feeling was.

Shinsou bucked, squirmed, and fought his hardest to get away from this maniac but to no avail.

"Fuck! Denki-Nohohoho! NOHOHO-get off! Get OHOFF! I'm serious this time okay?! I won't ignore you ever again just PLEASE-"

Still no response, only a smug look from that asshole as his socks were slowly peeled off his feet.

That bastard. He knew his boyfriend well enough to know that he's gonna milk every second of this for what it's worth. Holding his ankle in place and peeling the fabric at a ridiculously slow pace, (just that was enough to send the hero into hysterics) just to rile him up and mess with his head. He figured he'd only go in for the kill the second he got bored.

Well it was working.

Poor Shinsou was so nervous at this point he couldn't even get a full word out. A steady stream of helpless giggles forced their way out of him as he hid his face in his arms, too embarrassed to even look at his attacker. He knew there was no stopping what was about to happen and he was sure the anticipation would kill him before his boyfriend did if he didn't just get on with it already.

Careful what you wish for, I guess.

He hid like that for a while and his giggles even died down a bit, he was starting to wonder if Denki had changed his mind.

As soon as the thought manifested however, he felt a single finger trace its way down the sole of his foot, and Shinsou screeched.

It went quiet for a moment. It gave Shinsou enough time to really let the mortification sink in.

God, his face was on fire. He did not just let out the loudest, most high-pitched, girliest sound he's ever made right in front of his boyfriend. If that was just one finger, Shinsou knew what was coming next was going to drive him insane. He almost hoped it'd be enough to kill him.

Another second passed before Shinsou felt those evil hands suddenly let go and his boyfriend's weight shift slightly.

"Pppffffffft!-"

Shinsou looked behind him to see Kaminari holding both hands tightly over his mouth, his face turning red from trying to hold in his laughter.

The next second the electric hero burst into uncontrollable laughter, so much that he actually fell off of the couch.

Yeah, Shinsou didn't even bother to get up.

Meanwhile, Kaminari was practically rolling on the floor with how hard he was laughing.

"DUHUHUHUDE-AHAHAHAHAHA! Are you okahahahahy?" The blond asked clutching his stomach. "Did I almohohost kill you?? Ohohohoh God, thahahat was too good."

"You really liked that, huh? You like being a fucking nuisance and trying to murder the one person who'll put up with you?" Hitoshi spat as he sat up and looked down at the other kid.

Kaminari chuckled and threw his hands up in surrender, knowing Shinsou well enough to know there was no real venom behind his words, he understood that they came from the embarrassment his boyfriend must be feeling at the moment. He would be lying if he said he wasn't a little proud being able to shake up his normally stoic boyfriend to such a degree.

"I mean, yeah, that was pretty great. I had no idea your feet were that ticklish." Kaminari laughed. "I need to do that more often. I had no clue you were even capable of reaching that kind of high not-"

Not even a minute into him talking again and Shinsou had decided he's already had enough. Taking the opportunity to finally brainwash his boyfriend.

He sat there rubbing his temples for a minute or two before commanding the other to lie on the couch so Shinsou could finally give the pest a taste of his own medicine.

Although, he couldn't lie to himself and say it wasn't at least a little bit of fun. He loved having his boyfriend's undivided attention whenever he could get it, even if it meant he had to scream like a banshee to get it. Shinsou couldn't help but smile to himself. In retrospect, it had been kind of funny.

The boy made sure to put back on his signature glare before releasing his hold over the other's mind, delighting in the panicked look on his face as he realized his situation.

Shinsou said he was going to murder his boyfriend after that little stunt and that's exactly what he's about to do.

LOOOOOOVE ❤️❤️❤️

*Hits Vox with the genderbend ray*

If any of you ever feel like what you're doing for Palestine isn't helping anything, I'll tell you right now it's helping me. I know it is fortifying all of us who have been in this fight for years to see so many people willing to speak up. It has never been like this before.

The tide has already turned. The fact that #free palestine will have new posts everyday, that helps me. It helps my mental health knowing that Palestinians are less alone now than ever.

Yesterday I read some verses from the Quran talking about how "the blame" is not with those who wish to help but cannot, but with those who CAN help and do not.

Truly I do not care if all you do for Palestine is post in that #free palestine everyday, that is still more than many people with the means to do even more would do.

We see you. We see you standing in solidarity with us and with Palestinians. We love you. Thank you.

Grumpy Cat

Requests: Open!

Summary: Angel enjoys messing with his boyfriend a little to much, which leads to an interesting discovery.

Pairings: Ler!Angeldust, Lee!Husk (Romantic)

Warnings: Tickling, Swearing, Nifty being weird

Word Count: 2495

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It was rare to spot the old cat anywhere in the hotel besides the bar, which had become a sort of safe haven for the old grouch that he almost never let anyone else into cause that's his spot goddamnit.

Besides a certain spider, of course. But that's besides the point.

Today was one of those days it seemed as Husker took his opportunity while the main floor was empty to claim a spot on the couch.

Seeing as no one was around, the cat allowed himself to give in to his animal instincts and circled the spot a few times before curling up in a ball and letting himself drift away into a much deserved catnap.

The bartender couldn't have been asleep for more than an hour before he was woken up by faint whispers and giggling right above his head, followed by the tickly sensation of something touching the inside of his ear.

"Be quiet. I want to see how far I can shove this thing in this hole."

"Oh! Oh! We should shove my needle in there next!"

Husk snapped his head up to see Angeldust and Nifty smiling innocently down at him. He noticed his punk ass boyfriend was holding one of his red feathers in his hand.

Husker quickly shook himself off and got up to face the two instigators.

"Alright, alright. You two had your fun, now scram! There are plenty of other assholes in this building to bother if you're that bored." He said, hands making a shoo-ing motion towards the pair.

"But we didn't even get to dissect you yet!" Nifty whined and held her oversized needle up in the air.

"Hey, I think I heard a couple rats in the vents. Go find those and dissect them instead, you freak." Husk pointed.

The girl laughed maniacally and she scurried out of the room.

Husk shivered a bit.

"God that thing freaks me out."

Angeldust fiddled with the feather in his hands. "Eh. The brats actually pretty fun to be around when she's toned down the psycho a bit."

The man noticed the feather once again and pointed an accusatory finger at his boyfriend. "And just where do you get off shoving things into people's ears."

"You really want me to answer that?" He smirked.

Husk just groaned and fell face-down back onto the couch. Still a bit groggy from his nap and annoyed at his boyfriend's antics.

The cat sprawled out over the length of the couch as he repositioned himself, allowing his wings full range to reach up and hide his face away from the other.

"Whatever, go find your little friend a make a porno with the rats or whatever it is you like to do for fun. Just leave me out of it."

"Awww what's wrong? Monday blues got you down, Whiskers?" Angel cooed sweetly before making his way over to the side of the couch where he proceeded to climb on top of the grumpy cats back.

"Off."

"What? I'm putting the feather back right where I found it." Angel teased and began playing with his boyfriends wings.

Husk couldn't stop his wings from twitching a bit under the sporadic touches. Just as he was about to use one to swipe his boyfriend off of the couch, the spider reached up and began carefully massaging the cats shoulders.

Dammit. The cat thought as his entire body instantly turned too putty under his boyfriend's hands. That bastard knew how much this affected him, it's not fair.

The cat grumbled a bit longer but gladly accepted his fate and relaxed into the touch. His body relaxing completely as he began to purr.

Angel laughed softly at the adorable sight. Figured this was a good way to apologize for interrupting the cat's nap.

"See, I'm not all that bad.~"

Husker gave a small hum in response before nuzzling his face in his arms. Stress melting away and Husk found himself drifting off to sleep not even a few minutes later.

The other just smiled softly and enjoyed the feeling of Husk's soft fur running through his fingers.

"Yeah, your grouchy ass definitely needed this." The demon said before leaning give the cat a quick kiss.

A couple more minutes passed. Angel's fingers continued slowly down the other's back tracing lines and shaped before he eventually reached the space near the base of the cat's wings.

The spider didn't even register that his fingers had accidentally brushed against the wings' base until the cat jolted violently as if he had been shocked, followed by a loud yelp.

Husk stiffened. He immediately tried to get out from under his boyfriend while reaching back to push the other's hand.

"A-Alright. That's enough. L-Let me up."

Angel froze, worried he'd somehow hurt him, but proceeded to do the opposite of what his partner asked and instead pushed him back down on the couch.

"Sorry, did I hurt ya?" He asked as he began feeling around the spot for any damage. "Was it just a really sore spot I hit or something else?"

He continued to gently brush around the wings while barely grazing his fingers, worried to cause any more pain. Only more concerning that the other wasn't answering him.

Angel looked up and saw that his boyfriend's shoulders were shaking and both hands covered his mouth with his face buried deep into the cushion.

It took longer than Angel would like to admit for him to finally put the pieces together, the demon smiled widely at the realization.

"Ooooooh. That's what that was?~" The spider leaned forward to whisper in the cat's ear. Pressing down a bit harder to pin the other even more. "Husker~ Don't tell me you're ticklish~"

Time to go. The cat thought as he scrambled and fought to get away from the menace on top of him. That tone itself was enough to tell him his boyfriend's little mood had returned with a vengeance.

The spider laughed and sprouted his two extra sets of arms to help him pin the other in place.

"Dammit!- Let me go! Hrgh!- Get offa me-" Husk squirmed viciously, twisting beneath the other and fighting for any chance to escape. He hissed as his wrists were caught and pinned firmly above his head, the other pairs holding down his wings and hips.

The demon chuckled and Husk could practically hear that shit-eating grin he no doubt has on his stupid face- that fucker.

"Awww you're so cute, trying to get away from me~" The cat snarled as the demon leaned over to whisper in his ear again. "What's wrong, Whiskers? Surely a tough guy like you can't be that sensitive~"

A finger trailed along the top of his wing causing the bartender's whole body to jolt again.

"D-D-Don-Don't you fu-fucking dare."

"Aw what's gottcha so nervous, Husky?~ Am I ruffling your feathers too much?~" Angel teased, using both hands to stroke along the length of the wings.

Husk's face was on fire at this point. The other's teasing was just too much.

He thought he would get used to the other's constant flirting and teasing remarks the other flung at him every single day. But even then, it never failed to make the bartender's face heat up, granted he would never admit it to anyone. For once, being thankful for the fur covering his face.

That, along with the awfully light strokes on his wings was enough for the poor cat to completely shut down. Too flustered to get a single word out.

The cat buried his face in the couch once again as his body shook with repressed laughter.

Angel smiled and began wiggling his fingers as he ran up and down the length of the wings. Husk let out a frustrated growl, trying desperately to block out the horrible tickly feeling. A few grunts managing to escape as the cat tried to bury his face even further into the cushion.

The wings twitched violently under the touch causing the next pair of hands reach up and hold them in place as well.

"Jesus, Husker, is it that bad?" He laughed. "I have have never seen you this worked up before! Gotta say, I'm a little hurt that you've hid this from me for so long~"

The hands were drawing closer and closer to the demon's back and he was having a much harder time forcing down his laughter.

"You ignoring me? I can tell you're smiling, Husker~ You must be enjoying this!"

A high-pitched whine escaped from the cat demon's throat at hearing his sadistic excuse for a partner. He shook his head rapidly and kicked his legs as he tried to distract himself from the butterflies swarming in his stomach.

The hands made their way to the tips of each wing and stayed there for a good second. Husker took this chance to breath and regain some of his composure. Unaware that he'd just confirmed his parter's suspicions.

"You're so cute." Angel smiled. "Do your wings become less sensitive the farther out they go?" He asked, experimentally scribbling the very ends of the appendages.

Husk froze. It's fucking Angel, of course he'd be the one to figure it out. God, Husk hated how perceptive he was when it came to finding new ways to fuck with him. Husker knew he was screwed no matter what he said. He huffed and turned around to look at his tormentor.

He honestly couldn't believe that bastard had the audacity to smile down at him, just as innocent as earlier, as if he wasn't torturing him to death just for the fun of it.

"Oh, fuck you." Husk spat. Not that it mattered, he knew his boyfriend was about to kill him either way.

Although he'd be lying if he said that seeing the other's face morph from faux innocence so downright sinister didn't send a chill down his spine.

"What was that?~" Angel smiled. Hands moved once again across the wing's length only much, much slower than before.

"I-I sai- I-ugh!-" Dammit. Husk cursed his voice for stuttering and began to yank and twist his wrists again more out of embarrassment than thinking he was actually going to get away from this monster on top of him.

"Oh no. You were so bold just a second ago, why not say it again before I make you regret it.~" Fingers still trailing slowly as he tightened his grip around the other's wrists.

"Yo-Yohohou ahaha b-b-bahahahhahaha-" A steady stream of giggles finally escaped from his throat, the demon being to flustered to even try to suppress any of it at this point. The cat twisted and turned violently in a fit of frustration and embarrassment.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Angel chuckled, finally reaching the base of the cat's wings, fingers barely touching the feathers while still making their presence known. "You never answered my question though, does it tickle more the further down I go? I sure hope not. If that's the case, I don't know how you're gonna handle this~" Angel exclaimed as he finally went in for the kill. Using all four of his hands to torment the base and lower section of the winds.

Husk screamed silently at the sensation, before actually screaming as his struggling increase tenfold.

"aaAAAAAAHHH!!! AHAHAHAH- STA-STAHAHAHAAA- FAHAHA-"

Poor Husker was thrown into screaming hysterics almost immediately, that spot was terrible enough by itself, never mind having four hands completely focusing on wrecking him there!

Why the fuck did Angel need to have three pairs of arms??? This isn't fair!!

The poor demon didn't last long, his body soon went completely limp as he resigned himself to his fate, not having anymore energy to resist the overly intense feeling. His voice went silent for a moment as well when his body forced him to take a break from the near constant laughing/screaming.

Suddenly, the tickling stopped and all six hands released their grip on the poor demon.

Husker gasped deeply and collapsed, pulling his arms protectively over his sides now that his wrists were free.

Angel was still on top of him however, only now gently stroking the cat's head.

And that bastard is still laughing.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. You're alright. Breathe."

Husker did just that, gulping in as much air as he could. The mortification of what just happened setting in as more oxygen found its way to his head.

Angel chuckled almost nervously and began sweetly massaging the cat's shoulder blades again.

"Heh. You still alive? You scared me for a second there, got quiet and stopped moving all of a sudden. I almost thought I killed ya." He gave another nervous chuckle.

"Fu-Fuhuhuck y-you, bihihitch." The bartender managed to get out. Still not moving a muscle and recovering from the attack.

"Ah, yeah. I went a little overboard, I'm sorry. You're just so cute, and I've never been able to get a reaction like that out of you before. I really couldn't help myself. Especially when I got you to smile like that- I was- AAH!!"

Husk promptly cut off his boyfriend's rambling by bucking hard enough to finally throw him off the couch.

The demon grunted as hell fell to the floor. Looking back up at his partner who had curled himself into a ball, wings held tightly against him as he regained his composure.

"I am actually gonna kill you for that one." He huffed out.

Angel stood, brushing himself off and nervously ran his finger through his hair.

"Yeah...I kind of deserve it for that one." He laughed and sat back down next to the cat. "Seriously though, you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." He mumbled, his signature grouch finding its way back onto his face. To which Angel reached up and scratched under the cat's chin.

"What are y- eh whatever." God, he hated being a cat. Being forced to enjoy this sort of shit.

Angel laughed. "You still love me?"

Husk cut his eyes over at his pain-in-the-ass boyfriend and huffed.

"Unfortunately."

The other smiled and cupped the cat's face while kissing his forehead.

Angel pulled back, still holding the other's face. Suddenly he got the idea to test out another suspicion of his.

"I could tell you liked it though." The spider said.

The cat stuttered a bit and jerked his head out of the other's grip.

"You are downright impossible! What makes you think I'd enjoy that type of childishness even a little bit?!"

Angel pressed his palms together and smirked at the other.

"Oh, y'know one sign could be how warm your face just got."

Husk froze with his mouth wide open at the sheer amount of audacity-

"That's it!-" He declared as he shot up off the couch and lunged at his boyfriend who was now running for his life, laughing the entire way.

Husk hated when he was right, and now he's gonna kill him for it.

I know Alastor canonically doesn’t know there’s even a name for his lack of sexual/romantic attraction, but can you imagine how much of a menace this man would be if he knew about ace community memes?

Aroace puns at every possible opportunity. He doesn’t like cake, but garlic bread would suddenly become a staple in every meal he cooks for the hotel. Denmark would be absolutely fucked.

Tickletober Day 3- Cuddles

Requests: OPEN :)

Summary: All Jirou wanted was to spend a nice night watching movies with her boyfriend. Everything goes well until Kaminari starts to tickle her out of the blue. Now she has to teach her boyfriend a lesson.

Pairing: Ler!Jirou x Lee!Kaminari (Romantic)

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"I'm not going to ask you again. Stop."

"I told you, I'm not doing anything!"

Kaminari was really getting on her last nerve. But what else did she expect from her hyperactive boyfriend when she made him sit down for an extended period of time? All she had wanted to do was to snuggle up next to her boyfriend while they binged horror movies while they both had a night to themselves. But of course it could never be that simple.

The two of them sat bundled up on Jirou's bed while flashes of light and corny screams burst from the TV. Jirou sat content in Denki's lap with his arms wrapped around her waist and they stayed like that for the better half of the film until Kaminari got the bright idea to annoy his girlfriend by prodding and pinching her stomach every few minutes.

"I know what you're doing you bastard. Now cut it oUT!-" She yelped as he poked her belly once again. She grabbed his wrists and turned to face him with a huff. Only to be met with a bright, innocent, and fake smile. The little shit.

"Do it again. See what happens." She said, still keeping her grip on his wrists.

That was all the invitation the boy needed as he quickly tried to twist his wrists out of the girls hold as they lurched towards her stomach once again. But Jirou had had enough of his antics and decided it was time to teach her boyfriend a lesson.

She had jumped out of his lap and tugged both of his wrists towards her causing the electric hero to fall face first onto the mattress. The boy let out a small yelp as he quickly tried to turn around and fight off his attacker but it was too late as the girl had already positioned herself on his lower back, effectively pinning him in place.

She watched him struggle for a few moments. Doing everything in his power to try to get free but it was no use. "Baaaabe c'mon I was just messing around! Get off, pleeeease?" He tried begging even though he knew it wouldn't help his case in the slightest.

"I tried to warn you but you just couldn't keep your hands to yourself could you? All I wanted was a nice night with my boyfriend but no. You just. Had. To keep. Poking. Me."

Every phrase uttered was emphasized with harsh pokes to the boys sides. He let out a squeak as he shot his arms down to protect himself and buried his face into the mattress.

"I'm sohohohorryyyyyy! I promise I wohohon't do it again." He pleaded as he giggled into the covers.

"Nope. Too late for that. Now you're just going to have to suffer." She said as she wormed two of her fingers under his arms. The boy let out a loud squeal as he squirmed underneath her.

"Wait! Wahahahahahahahahit! Stohohohohohohop! This isn't fair, pleahehehehehehehese!" The boy wailed as he tried to squeeze his arms to his sides but only succeeded in trapping his girlfriend's evil fingers under his arms.

She leaned forward and whispered into his ear. "Uh uh. You brought this upon yourself. You wanted to play this game and lost. Now you're going to have to deal with the consequences."

"But- But I- AH! Jirou NO! No Stohohohohohohohohop ihihihihihhiht! HahahahahHAHAHAHAHA."

His laughter grew in pitch as Jirou had suddenly started fluttering her fingers all across his neck. Causing the boy to thrash below her as he brought his arms up to grab her hands hoping to escape the unbearably ticklish feeling.

He succeed and tried to pull her hands away as he tried to catch his breath only to be sent into a hysterical fit once more as the girl blew a giant raspberry on the back of his neck.

"AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA JIROU-! JI-STOHOHOHOHOP!!!" The boy wailed and lost his grip on the offending hands as he thrashed and kicked and twisted and bucked. Jirou had just used her freed hands to hold his head in place as she placed another agonizing raspberry in the exact same spot.

"Please! PLEHEHEHEHASE! NO MORE! NO MOHOHOHORE!" After a few more seconds she finally lifted her head away from her screaming boyfriend. Rubbing his back gently as she allowed him to catch his breath.

"Thahahahat- thahahat was uncalled for." The boy complained and took another shaky breath as he brought his hands up to cover his burning face.

"I honestly forgot how ticklish your neck is." She giggled. "Guess I should keep that in mind from now on, huh?" She said as she smiled down at him.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Let me up." The boy said with a pout.

"Hmmmm not yet." Denki could hear the evil smile in her voice and automatically tensed up again. Jirou got up for just a moment. Pressing her hand on her boyfriend's back so he wouldn't get any ideas about escaping as she repositioned herself to face his legs.

"There's just one more thing I have to do before we're done."

Kaminari froze at her words. He already knew what was about to happen and he nervously started kicking and thrashing once more to avoid his fate.

"WAIT! WAIT- Babe. Babe Please! Please don't I'm serious! I'll stop okay? I'll do whatever you want just hold ON- AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA-"

"Damn right you will." She said with a smirk as she continued to ruthlessly scribble her nails on the backs of his knees.

Kaminari's laughter had gone silent rather quickly. He desperately thrashed and kicked around but it did him no good and he eventually resigned to pounding on the bed furiously as he lost himself in his hysterics.

"PLEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- STAHAHAHA- STAHAHAAAAAAAAAA-"

Jirou finally took that as a sign to stop. She lifted herself up off of the giggly mess on her bed and laid down next to him.

Kaminari tried hiding his bright red face behind his hands once more but they were pulled away as Jirou planted a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"You okay?"

The electric boy took in a few more giggly breaths before answering. "No! Yohohou almost kihihihilled me!"

"Oh hush. I wouldn't tickle you so often if you didn't like it." The girl said, giving him a sweet smile.

The boy huffed and buried his face in the covers. "Yeah, whatever."

Jirou just rolled her eyes and gave an amused huff in return before sitting up and collecting her boyfriend in her arms.

"C'mon doofus. Let's finish this dumb movie." She said as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "And no more funny business, got it?"

Denki just sighed as he snuggled into her embrace. Smiling as he rested his head on her shoulder. "Got it."