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Braces

Summary: Nefeli (11) is insecure her new braces and Namjoon and Jin are tryna boost her confidence

Warnings: None

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

Lots of love Nef 💕

“No no no NO!” Nefeli yelled in frustration and crossed her arms in front of her chest, leaning on Namjoon’s bed’s headboard. Her parents had gone out with his parents and Nefeli had stayed with Namjoon.

She was currently in her neighbor’s room, hiding her mouth from the two lads in front of her. The 11-year-old had just put on her braces and she was feeling embarrassed. She didn’t like them at all. They were big and didn’t let her teeth show. She hated them

“Why not? I’m not asking you to gimme your ice cream, little one. I just want a smile” Jin, Namjoon’s friend sat next to her and rubbed her back soothingly.

The girl looked in the other direction and huffed in annoyance. She knew they just wanted to make her feel better about her mouth but she was not wheeling to do them the favor. She may be young but she wasn’t stupid.

Namjoon and Jin exchanged looks and sighed deeply. Nefeli’s family was friends with Namjoon for years and Namjoon sees her as his baby sister. If she was sad, it was his duty to make her smile and happy again. He knew how much of a trouble braces are for kids from personal experience, but he has never had so much negativity against them.

Jin on the other hand had experienced that with his fingers. They were something which cannot be hidden and at first, he was truly insecure about them. But after some time he learned to love them and he saw that this difference in him was something special about him, so he understood it was something he shouldn’t be embarrassed about.

“Oh come one Nef, braces don’t make you ugly. They will make your smile more beautiful than it already is!” Namjoon took a seat on her other side.

“I said no!” she yelled in annoyance and looked on the other side, only to see Jin, smiling softly at her. How she wishes sometimes she would be invisible. Nefeli is the type of person who chuckles and smiles with everything. Even the saddest thing, she will find something to smile for. She hates negativity.

“Hey, Nef” Jin nudged her arm “How does a penguin build its house?” he asked her and she just shrugged. “Igloos it together” Nefeli tried her best not to smile at that. Jin’s dad jokes always manage to get her to giggle a little. But she couldn’t help but crack a tiny smile, which she covered quickly with her original expression.

“Ah, I saw that smile!” Namjoon poked her cheek.

“Hey, do you want a crepe?” Jin asked but she shook her head.

“No”

“Hot chocolate?”

“No”

“A walk to the park?”

“No”

“A visit to the aquarium? It’s your favorite!”

“No”

“Tickles?”

Both Jin and Nefeli snapped their heads towards Namjoon who had a small but intense smirk on his face, which Jin copied. Tickling was always Namjoon’s way to cheer her up when she was younger, or a punishment all the times she was cheeky to him.

Nefeli’s eyes widened and she tried to make a run for it but she was easily caught and pinned down on the bed, arms above her head. Jin sat on them softly, trying not to hurt her and Namjoon lied sideways on her legs.

“Last chance Neffie. Smile or you are gonna wake up the tickle monsteeeeers!” Namjoon sang. What he got as an answer? A stuck out tongue from her.

“Alright you cheeky monkey, you are asking for it,” Jin said and both lads made their hands like claws as they were inching towards her.

Her eyes widened again and she started thrashing around like her life was dependent on it.

“What’s wrong Neffie? Are you scared of something?” the older one, Jin, asked as his hand made contact with the soft skin of her armpits and started clawing there like crazy.

Electric shots immediately hit her body and ticklish sensations filled her mind. She hadn’t be tickled in a while and she had forgotten how sensitive she was.

Just then, she felt a hand shaking her whole tummy in the most ticklish way she had ever experienced. Namjoon was a master at that, but she could have never thought he would be so improved since the last time she experienced it.

“Aww see? You are way much more beautiful when you are happy. Laugh for use, princess” Namjoon teased and targeted the middle of her tummy for the moment.

“Look how nice your braces look in your mouth, they make you even cuter” Jin sang from above her, as he rubbed fastly her hollows with his index fingers.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she only cried in laughter and she was trying to pull her arms down but it was useless. Let’s not forget she was only 150cm and they both were 180cm and had more than double her years. There was no way out.

“No? No what? No, don’t stop? Well, lucky you, we are not wheeling on stopping anytime soon, don’t worry” Namjoon chuckled as he changed his tactic in spidering all around her tummy and blowing air on her sides, making her squeal and squirming around like a fish out of the water.

“NAHAHAHA NAHAHAT THAHAHAHAT” Nefeli cried in laughter.

“Ah I think you should get her sides, she seems desperate for it,” Jin said, pinching softly a soft spot on her collarbone with one hand, and the other one had found its way to her ribs.

“Oh, you’re right! How silly of me!” he said as he switched in squeezing mercilessly and kneading her sides. Her hypersensitive sides which could easily send her into hysterics with a single poke.

She was rocking herself back and forth, trying to get them to stop the torture, but they were far from even thinking about stopping.

“IHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAM SMIHAHAHAHALIHAHAHAHING!” she pointed out, using the only thing she could, but with no avail.

“Hm, what do you think Joon?” his friend asked in the most mockingly way possible.

“Nah, I don’t think I have had enough from that smile, I think I need to see a bigger one” Namjoon teased back and he blew air in her belly button, making the poor girl arch her back.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Nefeli yelled, kicking her legs under Namjoon’s ribs.

“Ah ah ah, we don’t kick. Don’t make me get your feet” he threatened playfully. Which for sure wasn’t an empty one.

It was feeling like billions of tiny bugs were running up and down on her skin, sending shivers down her spine and making her mind ready to explode. The squeezes were like electricity was hitting her mercilessly and all the scribbling was pure torture, but enjoyable.

If Nefeli wanted, to be honest, she loves it. Nef loves laughing and tickling makes her laugh. Plus it’s something playful and innocent. She makes her feel like she is still a kid. Which she is, but in the future, when someone will treat her like an adult, this would be the only thing that will remind her that someday she was a kid and there were days where she didn’t have to be mature and all.

But she couldn’t help it. The kicks were just reflexes, she was not able to stop them.

“Ah, I need she is desperate for you to get her feet” Jin teased as his fingers were pinching and silently counting her ribs from the top to the bottom. Which for some reason was tickling a whole lot more than she expected.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASE!” she cried in ticklish agony as Namjoon rolled to his other side.

She felt her socks being removed slowly. The soft fabric was sending shivers down her spine and tingles all over her tiny feet. She knew what was coming but she couldn’t do anything to stop him.

“Oh my God Nef, your feet are still sooooooo small! Remind me your shoe size” he asked her and before Nefeli could answer he started scribbling all over her bare, tiny, soft soles, sending her in fits of hysterics.

Jin was counting her ribs from the upper to the bottom one, which, for some weird reason, was tickling 126 times worse than when someone was doing it the opposite way. It made her feel like the mattress was swallowing her and as much as she was trying to break free, she was truly unable to.

Namjoon was drawing really fast circles with his nails, making her toes curl as her torso was wiggling like a maniac and as her skin was scrunched, the feeling was becoming unbearable.

“FOUHAHAHAHAHAR POIHAHAHAHANT FIHAHAHAHAHAVE!” Nefeli yelled as she was desperately trying to get her feet out of Namjoon’s grip, but she wasn’t doing much.

“Look how stunning your smile is Neffie, you are so cute!” Jin said in his sweet voice, blowing some air in her neck while he was torturing her poor ribs.

“PLEAHAHAHAHASE NAΗAHAHAT THEAHAHAHAHAHAHARE!” she cried, referring to Jin and her sixth and most ticklish rib which was being furiously scrabbled.

“Not there? And what about here?” Jin asked as he stretched his torso and shoot his hands on her hypersensitive sides, squeezing them fastly and without mercy, not giving her any time to react to the quick change.

Namjoon on the other hand had pulled back her toes and he was scribbling up and down her left sole faster than light, as her other leg was kicking the mattress frantically. She even put it in front of the hand, but the only thing she managed to do was to put it too in the tickling hell.

Nef felt a huge wave of ticklishness rushing into her as her more ticklish spots were being attacked mercilessly by two lads double her height and weight.

She knew she wouldn’t make it if they wouldn’t at least give her a break, so she did the only things which she could think of. Jin’s stomach was exposed from all the stretching of his torso and it was in front of her face. She collected all the strength she had in her body and did the only thing she could think of: she blew a raspberry on his stomach.

“AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!” Jin screamed and the tickling stopped. Namjoon turned around when he heard the noise, only to see his friend on the floor holding his belly and Nefeli panting hardly as leftover giggles were leaving her.

“What did you just do?!” Namjoon playfully growled while Jin was getting up from the floor.

Butterflies erupted in Nef’s stomach as she heard the mischievous tone in his voice. She could recognize that tone from miles away. And that was when she knew she was screwed. How she was wishing she would have never done that! Nefeli knew Namjoon and Jin could be merciless when they wanted. And now they did...

“Ihihihi- I am sorryhyhyhy” she tried to avoid what was coming but the boys were having none of that.

“You had the cheek to blow a raspberry on me and you think a sorry will make it up?” Jin said as he jumped on the bed and Namjoon pinned Nefeli’s arms above her head and sat on them, the same way his friend did before. It was really surprising how a 28-year-old and a 26-year old lad become little children in a matter of seconds for an 11-year-old girl who needed some cheering up.

Jin took a seat on her thighs, facings her bare sides and ribs. He could easily just start squeezing her thighs but he didn’t want to touch a little girl there, it was a little inappropriate for her age.

“I think miss little Neffie here needs to taste her own medicine” he teased and smirked down at her. The panding suddenly stopped and her eyes widened as he saw both Namjoon and Jin taking a deep breath and inching towards her side and neck.

“NononononoNAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” he cried as their lips made contact with her soft skin and the both blew major and abnormally ticklish raspberries on her, driving her crazy. Nefeli screamed so loud that dead people could hear her.

“Mmm your tummy tastes so food Neffie,” Jin said and nuzzled his head in her belly, making nom-ing noises, which for some reason, made everything tickle more.

“NAHAHAHAHA PLEHAHAHAHASE MEHAHAHARCYHAHAHA!” she screamed and Namjoon nuzzled his face in her neck, and making noise like he was smelling a flower.

Jin started nibbling on her lowest rib and poking her sides at the same time, while Namjoon was blowing raspberries on her neck and lightly scribbling on her armpits.

“You are smiling! You must like it so much, love!” Namjoon mumbled in her neck and blow three raspberries in a row, not giving her time to breathe.

Jin chuckled on her ribs from his friend’s comment, making Nefeli flinch really hard, making them almost lost the grip they had on her. Keyword: almost. If they don’t let her go, she cannot escape even if she starts thrashing around like a maniac.

Nefeli was in pure hysterics at that moment. She had tears rolling down her face and her face was all red, like a human tomato. Her belly was aching from all the laughter and she was more screaming than laughing.

“PLAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Nefeli was losing her breath little by little and she just could not take it anymore, it was feeling like hell. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she cried and the boys pulled away really fast. They knew when Nefeli says stop during tickling, she has reached her breaking point and she cannot take it anymore. So they let her go.

She lied there, curled up in a tiny ball of herself, covering all her ticklish spots and trying to make the ghost tickles vanish. Jin pulled her onto his lap and rubbed her side, trying to help her.

“Do you feel better now? Can I have my cheery friend back” Namjoon said, shaking her ankles in a teasing way, bringing more giggles to the surface.

“Yeheheah” she breathed out before she takes a deep breath and calm her breathing completely.

“Braces don’t make you less beautiful love, people barely notice them,” Jin said softly in her ear and then kissing her temple affectionately. “Plus, almost everyone has worn glasses in his life, they are really common, trust me” Namjoon rubbed her shin.

“Thank you guys, I don’t know what I would do without you” she smiled and sent a flying kiss to the guys, melting their hearts. “Can we have that hot chocolate and that walk to the aquarium now?” Nefeli grinned widely, making both of them chuckle.

“Sure!” Jin exclaimed and got her bridal style, running outside the house, as Namjoon followed the two shaking his head.

Nefeli is a really insecure child and they were wheeling to make her smile and cheer her up in every way possible. They would never let her be sad for things that don’t matter like her height, her weight of braces. Because after all, the only thing that matters is your soul, not your appearance.