this? this was unfair. betrayal. a stab in the back.

somehow, you learned that thomas was sensitive. very sensitive. something that only one certain person knew and should've kept it to themselves. but no, that friend (minho), decided to be a snitch, and told you.

how one could manage to obtain such information, you didn't know, and you weren't sure you even wanted to know.

anyways. back to the 'thomas getting snitched on by one of his best friends and feeling utter betrayal after finding out'.

you two were just hanging out in thomas' hut, sitting on his hammock and joking about something that wasn't even close to being funny. then, you wrapped an arm around him. an innocent action, really. right?

NO.

you decided it'd be a good idea to tickle the poor kid, catching him off guard. before his brain could even process it, he was on the ground with you pinning him down, straddling his hips as he laughed uncontrollably.

"come on, stop!" he exclaimed, voice cracking. "{{user}}!! THAT'S NOT FAI-"

he was cut off by a gasp of his own as you squished a particularly sensitive spot on his waist again. his hands reached for yours, a pathetic attempt of his to stop your relentlessly wiggling fingers.

"HAHAHAH- not there, please- OW!" he let out a rather unmanly, high-pitched yelp, followed by giggles. his, of course.

when you decided that that was enough, you moved off of him and took in the sight of him. cheeks red, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, eyes glazed over, lips parted, brown hair messy and all over the place, and his shirt lifted. you couldn't help the grin slowly curving up your lips.

"meanie," he huffed out, voice raw.