This- This Is A Big Big Yes This Is So Cute My Heart Can’t Take It. Harry Is So Mean And I Like That

This- this is a big big yes this is so cute my heart can’t take it. Harry is so mean and I like that

I’m throwing my prompt in the ring!

“Look who’s all big and tough now!~” with Lee!Peter 2 and whoever you want as the ler :)

(Thank you @parker-fluff! I told you before, but I'll tell you again, you and Giggly were two of my biggest influences to get back into writing and I can't thank you enough ❤️ I hope you enjoy!)

Warning: This is a platonic ship! Not a romantic ship!

"Look who's all big and tough now!"

Peter giggled and squirmed beneath his friend. "C-cohome on Haharry. Knohock it off!"

"No way!" Harry teased as he pinned Peter's wrists with his knees. "You've been acting like a hotshot ever since you got a higher grade on the Chem final. Now it's time to knock you down a few pegs."

Peter squealed as Harry attacked his ribs. "HARRY!"

"Aww, you're just so ticklish aren't you?"

The blush on Peter's face grew. "SHUT UHUP!"

Instead, Harry spider his fingers up and down his friend's ribs. "I bet it tickles even more when someone talks to you about how ticklish you are while tickling you. It just makes you so tickle tickle ticklish!"

Peter was now a squealing, blushy mess. "NAHAHA! DOHON'T SAHAY THAHAT!"

"What? That's it's so ticklish when someone tickles you---."

"HARRY!"

Said man laughed at his friend's response and stilled his fingers. "You're so goofy man."

"M-mehe? Yohoure the one tihickling mehe to bihits!"

"But it's funny."

"To you!"

Harry smirked. "Are you saying you aren't having fun?"

Peter sputtered. "I---I mehean. . ."

Harry raised an eyebrow. Peter opened his mouth a few times as if he was going to retort before he would close it again. After a few attempts, Peter scowled and fell silent.

"I knew it."

"Jeherk!"

"If you don't like it." Harry released Peter 2's wrists and spider across his sides. "fight me back."

"Whahat?"

"Fight me off Parker."

Harry watched as Peter's laughter picked up again. He watched as two hands circled around his wrists. Then watched as those same hands held onto his wrists, but didn't push back.

"Uh-huh." He leaned forward. "You love it."

"Noho Ihi dohon't!"

Harry moved inward to Peter's tummy. "Then fight me back."

"I---ihi cahant!"

"Come on Parker. I saw how you fought Flash Thompson. If you can take him, you can take me."

"Haharry!---Ihi cahant!"

Harry paused his fingers again. "Can't. . . or won't?"

Peter blushed even harder. "Ihis it thahat obviohous?"

"To me mostly. Then again I've known you for a while."

"A-and it dohoesnt---seem weheird?"

"'Course not. Is that what you're so worried about?"

Peter 2 let go of Harry's wrists. "Ye--yes. I mean, how many people do you know who actually like tickling?"

Harry shrugged and crossed his arms. "It's physical affection right? Some people like holding hands, other people like hugs, and other ways we show that we care. What's so wrong about liking tickling the same way?"

"It's just---not very many people do."

"Well, my dad has said you're one in a million Peter." Harry moved to get off of his friend. "Guess he was right about that."

Peter grabbed his friend's arm. "Wait!"

Harry froze. He saw the blush return to Peter's face, but his friend remained silent. Instead, his eyes darted nervously to Harry's bedroom door.

"Parker." Harry warned.

"Will---will Mr. Osborne be home soon?"

Harry's face fell. "Of course."

"What?"

"He probably won't be in until late. Normally is." Harry moved to get up again.

Peter's grip tightened again. "Well---if he isn't---um . . ."

Harry studied his friend. Why would he care so much about when his dad coming home? Usually Peter was ecstatic to see his dad, not hesitant.

"Is there something you needed to ask him."

"No it . . . doesn't have anything to do with your dad per se. . ."

"Well."

"I---trust you and well I . . . would you keep. . ."

Through the jarbled phrases, a light clicked on in Harry's mind. "Peter? Do you want me to keep going?"

Peter 2's face and ears turned bright red. "If---if you want to . . ."

Harry grinned. "Really Parker?"

Peter's face fell. He thought for certain he had pushed his limits with Harry.

So when two hands attacked his sides, Peter yelped in surprise.

"All you gotta do is ask."