[That little poke to the tummy earns Katsuki a gasp and a giggle, and Yoosung lightly swats at Katsuki's hand, though it's more a reflex than anything.]
Careful, I'm ticklish!
[Thankfully, he's not making him feel self-conscious. He probably could if he actually wanted to and tried at it, but so far this isn't enough to make him feel like that.]
[The look on his face probably gives away what he's about to do. But he makes his decision and moves quick. Reaching out to intentionally try to tickle him.]
Tickling him more proves to be very easy, though probably Yoosung should have seen that coming sooner. It's been so long since anyone tickled him on purpose he'd almost forgotten how ticklish he was, and he laughs loudly, squirming while he tries to grab at Katsuki's hands.]
Katsukii~ii!! So meaaaan~!
[He whines but it's playful. He's honestly enjoying it? There's something sweet and fun about playing this way...
[He tries to turn around while briefly grasping onto one of Katsuki's hands, only succeeding in pulling him closer as he bends to try and protect his tummy, laughing so much he's almost out of breath and he's got tears in his eyes.]
[Katsuki ends up behind Yoosung, arms around him at first just trying to tickle him. Then he's changing course, wrapping his arms snug around Yoosung's waist and picking him up.]
[At least Katsuki didn't drop him, but Yoosung still winds up on his back looking up at Katsuki and all of the sudden his face feels so heated, like he could burst into flames.]
Yeah. Guess you are pretty obedient. Alright. First, we need to trust each other. I'm trusting you to hold still. And you're trusting me not to drop you. If you get nervous and move, it could throw off the balance. So do you trust me?
[Yoosung moves very close to him so he can look Katsuki directly in the eyes, with a very serious expression on, and momentarily search Katsuki's face before he nods resolutely.]
[He blinks slowly for a moment. Clears his throat.]
Okay. Good. So what I need from you is for you to remain as still as possible. Arms folded over your chest, legs relaxed. You don't want to keep them straight or it could put strain on your legs and cause you to drop them unexpectedly. Which would throw me off.
[Yoosung continues nodding at the instructions, a little dazed by the realization that they actually are doing this, not to mention curious because of these instructions...]
Do you know all this because you've done this before? Bench pressed someone?
Nah. I've been researching it. Spent a lot of time watching videos. Wanted to be sure I knew how to do it right. If I hold you in the wrong spot, I could seriously hurt you.
[Oh right.]
One hand at the center of your back, the other on your butt. That cool?
[Oh. He seriously researched it? He'd been thinking about doing this that seriously? And he wanted to make sure he didn't hurt Yoosung? His heart skips a beat and picks up at that alone, but then Katsuki decides to mention where he's gonna be placing his hands...
Yoosung's face flares red, and he freezes for a moment, eyes wide.
Katsuki is going to be touching his butt. That's. This is. This is... Fine. And normal. This is absolutely not something that's going to frequent his mind intrusively for the next week or anything. He'll be able to sleep just fine. Not thinking about this at night. In bed. Yup.]
[Totally not a big deal. Just a guy benchpressing his very cute friend. If a hand touches a butt so what, right?
He lowers himself onto the mat, laying down. Getting himself into position.]
So when you're ready, come over here and sit on my right hand. We'll test how well I can hold the weight and then you can lay back carefully.
[Normally someone would need two spotters to lower the person into position. But Katsuki thinks it should be fine. He's stronger than the average human. Yoosung's weight shouldn't be an issue.]
[Just gonna do exactly as Katsuki says, then... Yoosung carefully sits on his indicated hand, feeling very strange about this. He's never sat on someone's hand before! And it's Katsuki's hand. Now on his butt. And his arm holding his weight? And his hand on his butt.
Yoosung can't even remember why they decided to do this in the first place. He's not complaining, but... It's surreal.]
[No big deal. Except Yoosung can very clearly feel his hand even with the barrier of clothing and this is very distracting. Yoosung's butt is decidedly not flat either.
He takes a deep breath in, exhales, and then carefully begins laying back where he's pretty sure Katsuki's other hand is, folding this arms over his chest. He's a little bit afraid to speak for fear it would be too much movement and might throw Katsuki off.]
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Careful, I'm ticklish!
[Thankfully, he's not making him feel self-conscious. He probably could if he actually wanted to and tried at it, but so far this isn't enough to make him feel like that.]
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Ticklish, huh?
[The look on his face probably gives away what he's about to do. But he makes his decision and moves quick. Reaching out to intentionally try to tickle him.]
Like this? Right here?
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Tickling him more proves to be very easy, though probably Yoosung should have seen that coming sooner. It's been so long since anyone tickled him on purpose he'd almost forgotten how ticklish he was, and he laughs loudly, squirming while he tries to grab at Katsuki's hands.]
Katsukii~ii!! So meaaaan~!
[He whines but it's playful. He's honestly enjoying it? There's something sweet and fun about playing this way...
Wait, does this count as flirting?]
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First lesson! Be prepared for anything!
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[He tries to turn around while briefly grasping onto one of Katsuki's hands, only succeeding in pulling him closer as he bends to try and protect his tummy, laughing so much he's almost out of breath and he's got tears in his eyes.]
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Say uncle!
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K-k-katsuki?!? Wha--??
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[As if it's his phrasing and not the fact that he's picked Yoosung up that's causing that reaction.]
Think I saw a mud puddle around here I can drop you in if you don't.
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Nononono, uncle, uncle, I just bought this outfit to look cute for y--!
[AH. He stops speaking abruptly. Gotta be careful what he says!!]
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My win. You want me to show you how strong I am before we start training?
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P-picking me up like that wasn't showing me??
[But the answer is yes. Yes, he wants that.]
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[He grins down at Yoosung for a moment before stepping back and reaching down to help him up.]
But you have to follow my instructions. Otherwise one of us could get hurt.
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Hee, don't I usually do whatever you tell me? I'll follow your instructions!
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Yeah. Guess you are pretty obedient. Alright. First, we need to trust each other. I'm trusting you to hold still. And you're trusting me not to drop you. If you get nervous and move, it could throw off the balance. So do you trust me?
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I trust you!
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Okay.
He wasn't expecting such conviction there. The sheer sincerity in that statement kind of throws him.
Hello heart you're being a pain again.]
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Okay. Good. So what I need from you is for you to remain as still as possible. Arms folded over your chest, legs relaxed. You don't want to keep them straight or it could put strain on your legs and cause you to drop them unexpectedly. Which would throw me off.
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Do you know all this because you've done this before? Bench pressed someone?
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[Oh right.]
One hand at the center of your back, the other on your butt. That cool?
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Yoosung's face flares red, and he freezes for a moment, eyes wide.
Katsuki is going to be touching his butt. That's. This is. This is... Fine. And normal. This is absolutely not something that's going to frequent his mind intrusively for the next week or anything. He'll be able to sleep just fine. Not thinking about this at night. In bed. Yup.]
Oh... Okay... I-If you're fine with it?
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[Totally not a big deal. Just a guy benchpressing his very cute friend. If a hand touches a butt so what, right?
He lowers himself onto the mat, laying down. Getting himself into position.]
So when you're ready, come over here and sit on my right hand. We'll test how well I can hold the weight and then you can lay back carefully.
[Normally someone would need two spotters to lower the person into position. But Katsuki thinks it should be fine. He's stronger than the average human. Yoosung's weight shouldn't be an issue.]
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Yoosung can't even remember why they decided to do this in the first place. He's not complaining, but... It's surreal.]
I-is that okay...?
[Should he lay back now?]
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Yeah. I got you. Just lay back carefully and then fold your arms over your chest.
[He waits for Yoosung to lay back, making sure he's got his hands where they need to be.]
Ready?
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He takes a deep breath in, exhales, and then carefully begins laying back where he's pretty sure Katsuki's other hand is, folding this arms over his chest. He's a little bit afraid to speak for fear it would be too much movement and might throw Katsuki off.]
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Hey. If it hurts or you're uncomfortable, just tell me and we'll stop, okay? And if you changed your mind, we don't have to do this.
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