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Detention

This is a tickle-related ff, if you are not interested in it, please keep scrolling

Summary: Nefeli (16) is in detention with Jungkook after the trouble they caused in music history class

Warnings: None

Notes: This ff is a mini sequel to Show me!

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The clock on the wall was ticking in the detention room. Mr Kang was half asleep on his chair when he was supposed to keep an eye on the two rascals that were being noisy during Ms Choi’s class.

Nefeli had opened her book to do her note theory homework. Jungkook was next to her “It’s your fault!” she mumbled smiling at her best friend, not taking her eyes off her notebook.

“How’s that my fault?!” the young lad widened his eyes and squealed as low-voiced as he could. He had opened his phone to scroll through his Instagram, but now all his attention was on the admittedly fun tease of his best friend.

Nefeli’s smile widened “You tickled me!” the pen in her hand had stopped moving all the while she was accusing her seatmate of being the cause of this detention. And from the fluster of the memory.

The two one-arm desks were next to each other not so close, but close enough for Jungkook to be able to poke his best friend’s side with his pen “You should have let me watch!”

Nefeli flinched. She bit her lower lip just a bit to stop the small giggle that was ready to leave her for fear she would wake up the now completely asleep teacher.

Jungkook raised his eyebrow teasingly “And I see even after detention you still can’t control your giggles” he poked the poor girl’s side again and again and again.

“Juhuhungkook!” the young girl whispered giggling and blushing. She kept squealing and wiggling around every time the pen touched her sensitive spot, getting more flustered with each tease from the mischievous lad.

However, the young boy only smirked wider and sped up the pokes “What? You brought this to yourself!” Jungkook giggled along with his best friend, teasing her mercilessly with unstoppable pokes “It’s not my fault you are so ticklish!”

Nefeli’s cheeks turned a deep shade of pink “Ihihi am not ticklihihish!” she lied through her squeaky giggles. Her arms were wiggling back and forth, trying to protect her sides. Yet again nothing was working. Jungkook was always faster. For each spot Nefeli was covering, Jungkook would always find a new one to poke.

The young girl pushed her desk with her hip as far away as she could. Only some centimeters. The wall next to her was preventing her from going anywhere! This only gave Jungkook the opportunity to block her with his own desk, and now he had completely trapped her between the wall and the devious tickles of his.

The evil lad tilted his head confused “No? Then why are you giggling like a maniac?” he smirked, now using his fingers to give teasing and fast pinches on her tummy.

The jiggly, funny feeling was sending the ticklish student into a state of craze. She was trying too hard not to make a loud noise and wake up the sleeping teacher, but her best friend was making it almost impossible. Nefeli could have never imagined Jungkook would be such an evil yet good tickler.

The giggles that were stuck in her throat were adding to the sensitivity of the situation. Nefeli was only wiggling around unstoppably and giggling silently her heart out “Ihihi am nohohot!” she squealed shyly, her face redder than a tomato.

“Ihihi am nohohot!” her best friends mocked her tone.

The students that were passing by the classroom were smiling at the admittedly cute scene amused. And partly because of the ridiculousness of the sleeping teacher.

Jungkook’s fingers were pinching, poking, and wiggling all over her chubby tummy and sides. Every pinch was giving birth to another giggle and every poke was the cause of a mini squeal. And his teases were making Nefeli even more flustered and her face even blusher.

“Aw, the cute girl is trying to hide her ticklishness? You silly girl, you should have known better than this. You cannot hide from me!” Jungkook blew a kiss to his best friend as his fingers moved to another, killer spot. The knees.

“AGH! No no no nohmphahaha PLEAHAHAHASE STAHAHAP AHAHAHA JUNGKAHAHAHAK!” the young student tried her best not to shriek in laughter. For two seconds. The hysterical laughter took over her self-control faster than she expected.

“Oh, I see you have more ticklish spots we have to try, huh?” Jungkook whispered teasingly, really close to Nefeli’s ear. His hot breath touched her ear closer than it should... Cause it tickled too! At this point, everything was tickling her!

Fast squeezes instantly sent a ticklish shock throughout Nefeli’s entire body. Which shock transformed into loud laughter that broke the silence of the classroom.

However, in addition to the slice, it also broke the middle-aged teacher’s sleep. Mr Kang almost fell off his chair, terrified from the loud noise that had woken him up, which resulted into being laughter.

“What are you doing there?!” mr Kang cried, immediately drawing the attention of the two students.

Jungkook and Nefeli immediately froze into their tracks, staring at their teacher puzzled about what was going on and silent. It was hard for them not to burst into loud laughter, louder than Nefeli’s some seconds ago. His hair was crazily messed up on his head and his glasses were asymmetrically on his nose.

Eventually, though they couldn’t help it. The silent death stare mixed with the funny appearance of their teacher was the decisive factor for their outburst of laughter.

The middle-aged teacher’s face started getting red from embarrassment and madness “Two more days of detention!” mr Kang slapped his hand onto the desk in front of him roaring, shutting up both rascals.

Looking at each other, Nefeli and Jungkook pressed their lips into a thin line, trying to stop the new round of giggles that was threatening to escape. And let me tell you another fight of ‘it’s your fault’ started after that. This time in notes. They didn’t want another day of detention.

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A ticklish lesson

This is a tickle-related ff, if you are not interested in it, please keep scrolling

Summary: Namjoon tries to get Nefeli (16) to focus on the lesson

Warnings: None

Notes: I am sorry guys you think my ffs are not as good as they used to be, but I really wanted to post something, I hope you'll like it!

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“The French Revolution was a period of radical political and societal change in France that began with the Estates General of 1789 and ended with the formation of the French Consulate in November 1799”

“Mhm...”

“Many of its ideas are considered fundamental principles of liberal democracy, while phrases like liberté, égalité, fraternité reappeared in other revolts, such as the 1917 Russian Revolution, and inspired campaigns for the abolition of slavery and universal suffrage”

“Mm yeah, I agree...”

“The values and institutions-” Namjoon finally paused raised his head from his student’s history book and took a glance at her. The young girl had laid on the bed and was poking the edge of a pencil, not paying attention to him. 

“Mhmm, yeah...” she falsely murmured when the young rapper paused. 

“Huh...” Namjoon folded his arms over his chest and leaned back on the bed “The French Revolution took place between 3029 and 7865, am I right?”

“Sure” Nefeli didn’t even care to take her mind off of her own imaginary world. 

“The war was between fish and flowers”

“Yeah...”

“And of course, it took place in Neverland” 

“Of course...”

“Nefeli!”

“Agh!” Nefeli squealed surprised at the sudden cry of her teacher, flinching on her bed “What happened?” 

BTS’s leader rolled his eyes and closed the school book “Neffie, are you even listening to what I have been saying?” 

Oh yes, you read correctly. Nefeli’s teacher was the leader of BTS. But please don’t squeal in excitement. Namjoon is not giving private tutoring lessons, unfortunately. Jungkook just asked Namjoon to tutor his little sister while they were on a tour. 

Jungkook and his family had decided to let Nefeli follow the band on their world tour. However, that meant that Nefeli had to drop out of school. So her older brother had asked Jimin and Namjoon to tutor her while they were on tour. 

“Um... Yes?” the young girl trailed her words, not really sure what Namjoon was talking about. History was her worst subject, along with chemistry. Hah! Jimin was responsible for her chemistry class. Poor him, he had to deal with Nefeli’s absent-mindedness. 

“Oh really? Then tell me what you know about the French Revolution” Namjoon placed the book aside and took a sip from his vanilla tea from the nightstand next to him. 

Nefeli rubbed her palms together nervously and shrugged “Um... The French Revolution... Uh...” 

A short silence followed, filled with lots of patience and an ‘I told you so’ feeling emitting from Namjoon. Nefeli knew he had no idea what her tutor was talking about, and she wasn’t even trying to imagine what had happened in the French Revolution. She was just giving time to the young rapper to stop her, himself. That way she wouldn’t have to admit she wasn’t paying attention, even though it was obvious. 

“That’s what I thought...” Namjoon mumbled under his breath disappointed. He kept staring that the admittedly stubborn girl in silence, trying to figure out a way to get her to focus on the lesson. 

The young lad was on the verge of giving up when suddenly an idea popped into his head. A playful glimpse suddenly flushed into his eyes as his lips curved into a small, almost unnoticed smirk. 

Namjoon pushed and positioned himself in a more comfortable way “Ok ok, let’s do something else” he said with a mischievous tone. 

A tone that surprised Nefeli. But also a tone that made shivers run down her spine. She knew that tone way too well. But she never knew where it could lead. Namjoon was unpredictable and his ideas were always unexpected. 

Patting the space next to him, Namjoon invited the young girl to sit next to him. Which Nefeli did. She rolled her torso so that she was lying next to her older brother’s friend and locked her eyes with his, curiously. 

“Do you wanna do it like a quiz?” the young lad was hiding perfectly well the evil idea he had in mind.

Nefeli got even more puzzled but nodded anyway. She preferred the quiz, it seemed easier “You’re feeling generous today, huh?” she chuckled and placed her hands behind her back, lying on them to get comfortable and also stretch.  

 “Oh yes, I do” Namjoon smirked and grabbed the book “Okay question one! When did the French Revolution start?” 

“Oh come on... That’s all you have?” Nefeli whined, trying to steal some time to think about the answer. 

Namjoon though didn’t have any of this. He just side-eyed the young student and repeated the question. 

“Uh... 1766?” she mostly asked than answered, having no idea what she had just put herself into. 

“Wrong...” a devious glimpse flashed into his eyes. A glimpse that worried the student even more. 

“What was-agh! Wahahait nohoho!” Nefeli didn’t have too much time to react when she saw his eyes. Namjoon’s hand landed on her tummy faster than the speed of light and started squeezing her right under her belly button, on her lower tummy. 

Flailing around and giggling like crazy, the young girl was trying her best to grab her teacher’s hand and stop all the tingly feelings he was giving her, but she had made the mistake to lay on her arms. Good job Neffie, bravo!

The young girl brought her knees to her chest, trying to push away the older lad’s tickly hand. Kicking out softly in the air and wiggling around as much as she can, her giggles were filling the whole room “Whahat did I dohoho, Johohoonie?” 

Smirking widely, Namjoon stopped his attack and patted her tummy softly “I am just teaching you history, love, you did nothing!” a deep blush started spreading on her cheeks. The whole tickling kept going for ten more seconds before the young teacher stopped tickling his student. Looks like his plan was working. 

The whole tickling left Nefeli panting from all the giggles on the bed with a huge, flustered grin on her face “Whahat was thahahat for?!” she squealed and threw a pillow at her teacher, who skillfully avoided it. 

Namjoon chuckled and grabbed the book again “Just showed you the punishment for your wrong answers. So next question...” he lost his words for a few seconds, amused by her shocked expression, but fastly found his way back into his role “For how many years did the French Revolution last?”

Nefeli’s mind was too busy thinking about what was going to happen in the next few seconds to guess the correct answer. And she was sure it was going to happen. She knew nothing about the French Revolution. Still giggling airily, the young girl immediately thought about WW2. The only war she knows anything about. 

“Uhuhum... 6!” she exclaimed without thinking about it too much. Which resulted in her being a giggly mess once again. 

“Wrong again... Looks like someone wasn’t paying attention to class” Namjoon giggled along with Nefeli as he was softly scribbling her neck with his nails gently. He was having fun tickling her and he wasn’t going to hide it “One more wrong answer and your feet will get it, Neffie” Namjoon smirked as he was gliding his nails fastly up and down the poor girl’s neck.

Nefeli squealed the moment she heard the punishment. Oh no. “WHAT NOHOHO NOT MY FEHEHEET!” Her feet are never a good spot for punishment. They are way too ticklish for her own good, and Namjoon knew that pretty well ever since she was a kid. 

Only if she had been paying attention to the French Revolution... 

As Namjoon’s nails were scribbling Nefeli’s sweet spot on her neck, the young student was giggling like crazy. With her shoulders scrunched up and her body almost curled up, she was wiggling around unstoppably in her attempt to get away. It was like millions of tiny bolts of lightning were hitting her soft skin. Ticklish bolts of lightning which were making her giggle like a little kid. 

“And now for my third question...” the mischievous lad wasn’t joking, he would get her feet. And in reality, he couldn’t wait to teach that little rascal a lesson on paying attention in his classes “How old was the queen during the French Revolution?” 

“WHAHAT that’s not even in the book, you cheater!” Nefeli squealed loudly, intending to hide her feet from the upcoming attack. 

However, the young lad wasn’t going to let it slide. He had already grabbed her feet and had already started scribbling his blunt nails all over her socked feet “You haven’t even opened the book!” 

At this point, I bet you no one had ever screamed so loud as Nefeli did before the waterfall of hysterical laughter started pouring out of her mouth “AGH NAHAHAHAO STAHAHAHAP AHAHAHAHAHA!” she shrieked loudly at the top of her lungs as she was flailing around unstoppably. 

However, trying to pull her feet back was useless. It was like Namjoon was wearing Iron Man’s and was holding her feet with it “Aw coochie coochie coo, Neffie! Next time better pay more attention to me... Unless you want to have more tickle moments like this!”

The hint of mocking send shivers down the young girl’s spine whim immediately started having butterflies of fluster in her stomach. Being in this state every time they were having lessons would be a total nightmare for her. 

“NAHAHAHAOH I SWEAHAHAR I WILL STUDY HAHAHARDER!” she shrieked, curling her toes tightly as Namjoon’s nails were targeting her heels mercilessly. If she didn’t move them, she could at least try to protect them. But failed miserably. It still tickled as hell. 

“You promise? Or should I keep going?” Namjoon knew pretty well Nefeli couldn’t stand a single poke on her feet. 

And his thoughts were proven right. Nefeli with a deafening ‘I promise’ finally gave in and stopped trying to escape the ticklish hell she was currently into. 

After a few more scribbles on her soles, Namjoon finally let his student’s feet go with a huge, satisfied grin “You better” he smirked and pulled his friend’s younger sister in for a hug.

Nefeli’s red face was smiley and teary from laughing too hard. All the rest of the members had heard them for sure and had already planned their teases for later “You are so mean, Joonie!” she mumbled, burying her face in her palms all shy.

“You are so ticklish, Neffie” the young rapped chuckled, wrapping his arms around her protectively, like an older brother. 

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