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Adam and Jonah stepped into their shared apartment after a long drive from the supposedly haunted house.
It took a lot of convincing to get Adam to come back to the car, but when he did come back, Jonah was more than relieved, even if Adam did pout for nearly the whole car ride.
The blonde flopped down on the couch with a huff, pout still glued to his expression.
Jonah, with hair more silver than silver, sat down next to him.
"I'm really happy you decided to come back with me, man." He said sincerely, patting Adam on the back. “I don't know what I would've done with myself if I had left you there."
The blonde nodded, avoiding eye contact.
“Yeah, I know… but I still wanna know what was in that damn basement… you should’ve heard it, dude, it’s like it was calling out to me!…" He groaned and buried his face in his hands, his frustration more prominent the longer he dwelled.
"I get it, man... but you can't mope about it forever."
Adam turned to glare at him.
"I can and I will, thank you very much.” He declared stubbornly with crossed arms. "Nothing can stop my pity party."
This gave Jonah an idea…
"Oh really? Are you sure? You know… I bet I can make you smile.” He said with a cheeky grin, one that typically spelled trouble.
The blue eyed boy furrowed his brows with confusion before scoffing, trying to appear unfazed.
“No fucking shot, Jonah. I’m gonna be pissed for as long as I want.”
This only made Jonah’s grin widen, a mischievous sparkle dancing in his eyes “That's a pretty bold claim for someone as ticklish as you." He smirked and watched Adam's eyes widen.
"D-Don't you fucking dare...” Adam warned, narrowing his icy blue eyes.
Jonah chuckled and swiftly leaped at the blonde, pinning him to the couch.
"Okay Adam… give me one good reason not to tickle you right now." He grinned and wiggled his fingers in the air, knowing that always got to Adam.
Adam's eyes widened and he crawled to the other end of the couch to get away from his mischievous friend.
“B-Because if you do, I’ll k-kill you!”
Jonah knew that was an empty threat, and he gave an amused snicker.
“Yeah, right! If you killed me, who would pull your dumbass out of stupid situations?!”
The blonde growled, though it wasn’t very threatening.
“S-Shut up! Get away!”
But it was no use.
Jonah knew what he wanted and he wasn’t gonna stop until he got it… and what he wanted was for Adam to forget all about that stupid basement!
And smile, of course.
With no further hesitation, Jonah struck, going straight for his friend’s ribs, wiggling his fingers sporadically across the tender spot.
This resulted in a girlish squeal that Adam would frankly like to forget ever happened.
“EEK- J-JONAH, YOU AHAHASS! STOP IHIHIHIT!” Yelled Adam, squirming helplessly under his friend’s playful assault.
The pleasant sounds only encouraged the sly attacker and he let out a snicker of his own.
“Nope! I’m gonna tickle you until you’re laughing so hard, you won’t even remember what a cat is!”
Adam tried to produce a threatening growl, but his vocal chords wouldn’t allow it, too busy producing the mirthful, boisterous laughter.
He moved like a worm on a hook, wiggling every which way; but no matter where he went, Jonah’s skilled fingers followed, merciless in their pursuit.
Said skilled fingers skittered up and down Adam’s sides, making him shriek and guffaw.
“NOHOHO, N-NOT THERE- GAHAHAH!”
The silver haired boy ignored his friend’s pleas, giggling and adding a couple playful pinches.
“Why not? Does it tickleeee?~”
Adam’s cheeks carried a rosy red hue, Jonah’s teasing tone flustering him to his core.
“S-SHUT UP! YOU FUCKING SUHUHUHUCK!”
Jonah gasped, pulling his hands away to place them dramatically on his chest.
“I suck?! I saved your ass, thank you very much!” He poked his friend in the stomach, causing him to squeak.
Both boys took this squeak very differently.
Adam, eyes as wide as dinner plates, slapped his hands over his mouth, his already flushed face taking on a whole new shade of red.
As for Jonah… his eyes were just as wide, his hand freezing in its place as he processed the girly noise his best friend had just made.
This bewildered expression was quickly replaced with a devilish smirk and he gave Adam’s stomach another poke, eliciting another childish squeak, much to Adam’s embarrassment…
“Adam… what was that?” Jonah asked, already knowing the answer.
Adam’s response was a hardly one at all.
“Uh- well- um…”
Jonah was heavily amused… he’d never seen Adam look so flustered.
“Adaaaam~” he sang, letting his hands hover just above the blonde’s stomach, watching for his reaction.
Adam’s squirming ramped up, flailing to try and avoid the attack.
“Jonah, d-don’t you fucking dare!”
“Oh, I think I will!”
With that, he snuck his hands under the fabric of Adam’s hoodie, digging into the soft flesh underneath.
Adam burst into shrill, boyish laughter, squealing and kicking his legs.
“NAHAHAH- JONAHAHAH!” He squawked, weakly shoving at the offending hands.
Jonah giggled with delight, finding the frantic reactions quite adorable.
“What’s wrong? Too ticklish? Hehe~”
Adam was, indeed, too ticklish.
He bucked his hips and shook his head, his messy blonde hair becoming even messier.
“J-JONAH, PLEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAN’T!”
Jonah slowed his fingers, giving his friend some momentary reprieve.
“Hmm… I don’t know, Adam… answer this question and I might let you go.” He smirked. “what’s a cat?”
Adam, still catching his breath, blinked with bewilderment.
“What?”
“You heard me! What’s a cat?”
Jonah slowly lifted Adam’s hoodie to reveal the pale skin, causing Adam to squirm more frantically.
“I-It’s an annoying animal with pointy ears that says meow!!!”
The silver haired boy gave a teasing smile.
“You still remember what a cat is?! I guess I have to tickle you even more!”
Before Adam could respond, Jonah bent over and blew a messy raspberry on his friend’s tummy, making him shriek and buck his hips.
After a few playful raspberries, Adam’s laughter was reduced to gasps and wheezes, his cheeks flushed and stained with mirthful tears.
Seeing his best friend couldn’t take anymore, Jonah relented, getting off of Adam and chuckling.
Adam wrapped his arms around his midriff, panting and giggling still, a big, goofy smile on his face.
For a few moments, the room was mostly silent, the only sounds being Adam’s breathy leftover giggles as he tried to catch his breath.
Finally, Jonah spoke up.
“So? How are you feeling?” He asked, an amused smile on his face.
The blonde initially wanted to glare and say something snarky, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
“Actually… much better.” He admitted, sheepishly looking away.
Jonah’s heart filled with pride, glad he was able to cure his friend of his grumpiness.
“I’m glad… now, why don’t we go do something that doesn’t have anything to do with stupid cat alternates?” He laughs, nudging Adam in the shoulder.
Adam laughed back, sitting up and swatting Jonah’s hand away.
“Sounds good to me.”
And so, the rest of their night was full of laughter, ridiculous conversations, and snacks.
And although Adam never figured out what was in that basement, he decided to get over it and move on, because Jonah was right…
He wasn’t invincible.