Scrabble
Scrabble
By: sasakorujjin
Rating: PG
Pairing: G-Ri
Summary: Ji Yong has a problem …
“So, all alone in the house.” Seung Ri strolled in on a certain TV watching hyung.
“Yup.” Ji Yong answered mindlessly as the maknae slid in next to him. He put up his feet and slowly wrapped his arms around the elder’s shoulder, making him turn with a laugh.
“What do ya wanna do?” he grinned with inquisitive eyebrows.
“Ri, I don’t know when Dae Sung gets home off work.” He chuckled before Seung Ri frantically searched through his pockets.
“I got his schedule right here.” Seung Ri quickly pulled out a yellow slip of paper.
“He gets off right here at 5:30.” He pointed to the paper happily for clarification.
“That’s only half an hour-”
“Or, it’s a whole half an hour. I’ll even let you decide what to do with the extra 22 minutes.” He smirked, making Ji Yong laugh.
“I really think we should wait until Dae Sung goes out tonight.” Ji Yong pat his knee with a smile.
“All right. But what are we going to do to get our minds off it?” he asked with a pout as Ji Yong looked around the room. Suddenly, he turned back with an excited look.
“Scrabble! You, love, scrabble!” poking him in the chest with every word as he quickly got up.
“No, you love scrabble, I love Snapple. See, it’s that subtle difference.” He said, making Ji Yong shake his head with a smile.
“Besides, you just wanna play cuz you always win.”
“I don’t always win. If you tried a different strategy, you might do better! I mean, poop might make ya laugh but it’s not a lot of points.” He gave the maknae a stare as he saw him hold his stomach in laughter.
“…poop, ahha! Come on, I only play that way to make the game more fun. And admit it, you only wanna play cause you always win.”
“That is not true. I just really like to spell, for points hehe. And if I take your ass to school, that’s just gravy.” He chuckled as he set up the game. Seung Ri just shook his head but he got down and sat at the table anyways.
“Yes! Look at that, I got warts.” Seung Ri said proudly as he laid the tiles in place.
“I’ve never seen anyone get so lucky in one game.” Ji Yong grumbled as he jotted down their scores.
“Don’t be like that hyung. I was happy for you when you got rabies.” He said, making Ji Yong give him a small glare.
“Ok, bye guys!” Dae Sung called out as he reached the door in a rather new and nice outfit.
“Wow, where you going?”
“He’s going to a party. Ah, stupid vowels! They’re like a disease!”
“What kinda party?” Seung Ri asked, leaning on his palm.
“Just a party. Bye!” Dae Sung waved as he walked out.
“Bye, have fun, be careful.”
“Can’t do both.”
“Look for the difference.” Ji Yong called out as he concentrated on his tiles. After a long examination, he hesitantly laid out his word.
“…Arg?”
“Yea, its pirate talk. It means hello! Like “Arg, matey!” … please?” Ji Yong whined as Seung Ri gave him a weird look and slowly shook his head.
“Sorry. Looks like someone’s getting desperate now that he’s behind by 62 points.” Seung Ri grinned as his hyung just gaped.
“62!?” he gasped before he turned and slowly took the pencil out of Seung Ri’s hand.
“Now that Dae Sung’s gone, we could do, something, else?” he put on a seductive smile, slowly crawling his way up Seung Ri’s arm.
“No, no, no-no! We’re playing. You just wanna have sex cuz I got warts.” Seung Ri said, making Ji Yong glare and slowly retract his hand.
“-i-e-s. Boobies. On a triple word score! Wahoo! It’s funny and I win.” Seung Ri smiled happily.
“Not so fast. I challenge.”
“You challenge boobies?” he asked with a smirk as Ji Yong simply flipped through the dictionary.
“Why don’t we see what the scrabble dictionary has to say hmm? Ha, it’s not in here! … Well, the b-o-o-b-y is.” He said simply as Seung Ri looked at it.
“…A person regarded as stupid … see plural, Boobies! Oh my god, I won! I beat you at scrabble, ahha! It’s a Cinderella story!” he pumped his arm in the air in joy.
“Fine Cinderella. You win, congratulations. You know what this means right?” he asked, making Seung Ri arch an eyebrow.
“Man-boobies?” he put on a seductive smile.
“Rematch.”
“Then boobies?” he asked hopelessly as Ji Yong cleared the board.
“Woohoo yea! 18 points, high score. I hoped you enjoyed your last two wins because the reign of Seung Ri is over!” he yelled happily as he quickly jot down the score.
“This is fun.” Seung Ri called out in a tired voice.
“Crybabies do not get boobies.” He said simply as Seung Ri slowly straightened up.
“Your turn.” He said as Seung Ri grabbed a tile.
“…Whoa.”
“Whoa? What whoa?”
“Nothing.” Seung Ri flashed a grin as Ji Yong gave a suspicious stare. Suddenly, Seung Ri’s phone went off.
“Hello? Oh, ok, I’ll send it right now.” Seung Ri said quickly.
“What was it?”
“My sister said she left the directions to the house at home and wants me to fax her another one to her hotel. I’m gonna go across the street to the copy place. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He said, getting up and grabbing his jacket.
“Well you better hurry up, cuz you are mine scrabble boy.”
“Ooh, I like that. Save some of that for later.” Seung Ri bent down to kiss him but all he got was a turned cheek. He shrugged and closed the door behind him. A minute later, Ji Yong slowly turned towards the door, stretching out his arms. He placed them down next to Seung Ri’s tiles and slowly started to turn them before he quickly stopped. Ji Yong grabbed a nearby magazine and shook his head as he skimmed through it, quickly getting bored. With a final look at the back of the tiles, he threw the magazine to the side as he started crawled towards the other end of the table.
“AH!” he yelped as he heard the door open behind him.
“Sorry, forgot my wallet.”
“Yea, I was like “Ah! Seung Ri forgot his wallet!”
“Oh, here, I got it!”
“Good. Buh-bye!”
“Bye.” Seung Ri called out before he left again. The moment he was sure it was safe, Ji Yong leaped towards the unattended tiles.
“…Enzymes? Poop!” he sulked back to his side.
“Hey, I’m back! Ok, ready to play?” Seung Ri rubbed his hands in excitement as he came through the door minutes later.
“Whatever, let’s get this over with.” Ji Yong said in a dull voice as he combed his hand through his hair. Seung Ri gave one look at him before he set out a tile.
“M-e, spells me. That’s 4 points.” He smiled, jotting it down.
“What are you doing?”
“What? I spelled Me, it’s in the dictionary, it means victory.”
“Don’t do that!”
“What?”
“You’re letting me win! You had enzymes, that’s worth like, 150 points!”
“How’d you know I had enzymes?” He asked, making Ji Yong give him a shy smile.
“You cheated.” He gasped.
“I know! I didn’t want to. I fought it-I fought it with every fiber of my being but it beat me!”
“Why would you cheat, its scrabble.” He chuckled.
“Because I’m sick!” he cried out as he laid his head on top of the table.
“Aww, hyung.” Seung Ri crawled over and pulled him into a hug.
“Ohh, I’m so ashamed!” he cried out, making the maknae laugh.
“Don’t be ashamed, this is great!”
“What’s great?”
“You have flaws. You’re not perfect.”
“You … thought I was perfect?” he asked, a smile tugging at his lips.
“Yea, it was scary.” He said simply, making the other frown as he curst out laughing.
“But I love this! It’s like we’re at a point in our relationship where we can just be ourselves. You’re my little over-competitive scrabble cheater.” Seung Ri said affectionately.
“That does sound kinda nice.”
“Of course it does! You know, a wise man once said, “It’s important to find out what happens when people stop being polite, and start getting real.” He nodded slowly as Ji Yong gave a thoughtful look.
“That’s the intro on the real world.”
“All the more reason to trust it.” He said, making Ji Yong laugh as they leaned in for a kiss.
“Hey, we can play something else. How ‘bout a little poker?” Ji Yong asked as they started to clean up.
“Um. I dunno if I’m up for anymore games tonight.” He said, sitting down on the couch.
“Hmm, but I’m pretty sure you’ll like this one a lot. There’s two things you need to know. Socks, count as one item. And I’m really bad at poker.” He grinned as Seung Ri understood what he meant.
“Hey you guys.” Dae Sung walked in.
“Hey, how was the party? … And by that I mean, those aren’t your pants.” Ji Yong gave him a funny look.
“Are we still playing cards?” Seung Ri whispered to him.
“Yeah, they’re in my room.”
“Yes!” Seung Ri pumped his hand into the air as he ran to Ji Yong’s bedroom.
“You want the truth?” Dae Sung asked as he walked forward.
“That would be good.”
“Well, it was kinda a disaster cuz it was a college party and this girl I liked turned out to be a bitch and I ended up in the bathroom with her and another guy and my pants ripped and my friend saved the day. Good night!” he finished quickly as he started towards his room.
“Stop!” Ji Yong called out.
“What?”
“College party?”
“Didn’t drink.”
“Girl in the bathroom?”
“Nothing happened.”
“Whose pants?”
“A friend’s.”
“…We’ll talk in the morning.”
“Stop!” Dae Sung called out.
“What?”
“Cards in the bedroom?” Dae Sung smirked.
“… Go to sleep.”
~*End*~
And now I have finished! Whoo! And how was this one? Eh? Eh? Commentz would be appreciated as always! Thanks for reading!
By: sasakorujjin
Rating: PG
Pairing: G-Ri
Summary: Ji Yong has a problem …
“So, all alone in the house.” Seung Ri strolled in on a certain TV watching hyung.
“Yup.” Ji Yong answered mindlessly as the maknae slid in next to him. He put up his feet and slowly wrapped his arms around the elder’s shoulder, making him turn with a laugh.
“What do ya wanna do?” he grinned with inquisitive eyebrows.
“Ri, I don’t know when Dae Sung gets home off work.” He chuckled before Seung Ri frantically searched through his pockets.
“I got his schedule right here.” Seung Ri quickly pulled out a yellow slip of paper.
“He gets off right here at 5:30.” He pointed to the paper happily for clarification.
“That’s only half an hour-”
“Or, it’s a whole half an hour. I’ll even let you decide what to do with the extra 22 minutes.” He smirked, making Ji Yong laugh.
“I really think we should wait until Dae Sung goes out tonight.” Ji Yong pat his knee with a smile.
“All right. But what are we going to do to get our minds off it?” he asked with a pout as Ji Yong looked around the room. Suddenly, he turned back with an excited look.
“Scrabble! You, love, scrabble!” poking him in the chest with every word as he quickly got up.
“No, you love scrabble, I love Snapple. See, it’s that subtle difference.” He said, making Ji Yong shake his head with a smile.
“Besides, you just wanna play cuz you always win.”
“I don’t always win. If you tried a different strategy, you might do better! I mean, poop might make ya laugh but it’s not a lot of points.” He gave the maknae a stare as he saw him hold his stomach in laughter.
“…poop, ahha! Come on, I only play that way to make the game more fun. And admit it, you only wanna play cause you always win.”
“That is not true. I just really like to spell, for points hehe. And if I take your ass to school, that’s just gravy.” He chuckled as he set up the game. Seung Ri just shook his head but he got down and sat at the table anyways.
“Yes! Look at that, I got warts.” Seung Ri said proudly as he laid the tiles in place.
“I’ve never seen anyone get so lucky in one game.” Ji Yong grumbled as he jotted down their scores.
“Don’t be like that hyung. I was happy for you when you got rabies.” He said, making Ji Yong give him a small glare.
“Ok, bye guys!” Dae Sung called out as he reached the door in a rather new and nice outfit.
“Wow, where you going?”
“He’s going to a party. Ah, stupid vowels! They’re like a disease!”
“What kinda party?” Seung Ri asked, leaning on his palm.
“Just a party. Bye!” Dae Sung waved as he walked out.
“Bye, have fun, be careful.”
“Can’t do both.”
“Look for the difference.” Ji Yong called out as he concentrated on his tiles. After a long examination, he hesitantly laid out his word.
“…Arg?”
“Yea, its pirate talk. It means hello! Like “Arg, matey!” … please?” Ji Yong whined as Seung Ri gave him a weird look and slowly shook his head.
“Sorry. Looks like someone’s getting desperate now that he’s behind by 62 points.” Seung Ri grinned as his hyung just gaped.
“62!?” he gasped before he turned and slowly took the pencil out of Seung Ri’s hand.
“Now that Dae Sung’s gone, we could do, something, else?” he put on a seductive smile, slowly crawling his way up Seung Ri’s arm.
“No, no, no-no! We’re playing. You just wanna have sex cuz I got warts.” Seung Ri said, making Ji Yong glare and slowly retract his hand.
“-i-e-s. Boobies. On a triple word score! Wahoo! It’s funny and I win.” Seung Ri smiled happily.
“Not so fast. I challenge.”
“You challenge boobies?” he asked with a smirk as Ji Yong simply flipped through the dictionary.
“Why don’t we see what the scrabble dictionary has to say hmm? Ha, it’s not in here! … Well, the b-o-o-b-y is.” He said simply as Seung Ri looked at it.
“…A person regarded as stupid … see plural, Boobies! Oh my god, I won! I beat you at scrabble, ahha! It’s a Cinderella story!” he pumped his arm in the air in joy.
“Fine Cinderella. You win, congratulations. You know what this means right?” he asked, making Seung Ri arch an eyebrow.
“Man-boobies?” he put on a seductive smile.
“Rematch.”
“Then boobies?” he asked hopelessly as Ji Yong cleared the board.
“Woohoo yea! 18 points, high score. I hoped you enjoyed your last two wins because the reign of Seung Ri is over!” he yelled happily as he quickly jot down the score.
“This is fun.” Seung Ri called out in a tired voice.
“Crybabies do not get boobies.” He said simply as Seung Ri slowly straightened up.
“Your turn.” He said as Seung Ri grabbed a tile.
“…Whoa.”
“Whoa? What whoa?”
“Nothing.” Seung Ri flashed a grin as Ji Yong gave a suspicious stare. Suddenly, Seung Ri’s phone went off.
“Hello? Oh, ok, I’ll send it right now.” Seung Ri said quickly.
“What was it?”
“My sister said she left the directions to the house at home and wants me to fax her another one to her hotel. I’m gonna go across the street to the copy place. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He said, getting up and grabbing his jacket.
“Well you better hurry up, cuz you are mine scrabble boy.”
“Ooh, I like that. Save some of that for later.” Seung Ri bent down to kiss him but all he got was a turned cheek. He shrugged and closed the door behind him. A minute later, Ji Yong slowly turned towards the door, stretching out his arms. He placed them down next to Seung Ri’s tiles and slowly started to turn them before he quickly stopped. Ji Yong grabbed a nearby magazine and shook his head as he skimmed through it, quickly getting bored. With a final look at the back of the tiles, he threw the magazine to the side as he started crawled towards the other end of the table.
“AH!” he yelped as he heard the door open behind him.
“Sorry, forgot my wallet.”
“Yea, I was like “Ah! Seung Ri forgot his wallet!”
“Oh, here, I got it!”
“Good. Buh-bye!”
“Bye.” Seung Ri called out before he left again. The moment he was sure it was safe, Ji Yong leaped towards the unattended tiles.
“…Enzymes? Poop!” he sulked back to his side.
“Hey, I’m back! Ok, ready to play?” Seung Ri rubbed his hands in excitement as he came through the door minutes later.
“Whatever, let’s get this over with.” Ji Yong said in a dull voice as he combed his hand through his hair. Seung Ri gave one look at him before he set out a tile.
“M-e, spells me. That’s 4 points.” He smiled, jotting it down.
“What are you doing?”
“What? I spelled Me, it’s in the dictionary, it means victory.”
“Don’t do that!”
“What?”
“You’re letting me win! You had enzymes, that’s worth like, 150 points!”
“How’d you know I had enzymes?” He asked, making Ji Yong give him a shy smile.
“You cheated.” He gasped.
“I know! I didn’t want to. I fought it-I fought it with every fiber of my being but it beat me!”
“Why would you cheat, its scrabble.” He chuckled.
“Because I’m sick!” he cried out as he laid his head on top of the table.
“Aww, hyung.” Seung Ri crawled over and pulled him into a hug.
“Ohh, I’m so ashamed!” he cried out, making the maknae laugh.
“Don’t be ashamed, this is great!”
“What’s great?”
“You have flaws. You’re not perfect.”
“You … thought I was perfect?” he asked, a smile tugging at his lips.
“Yea, it was scary.” He said simply, making the other frown as he curst out laughing.
“But I love this! It’s like we’re at a point in our relationship where we can just be ourselves. You’re my little over-competitive scrabble cheater.” Seung Ri said affectionately.
“That does sound kinda nice.”
“Of course it does! You know, a wise man once said, “It’s important to find out what happens when people stop being polite, and start getting real.” He nodded slowly as Ji Yong gave a thoughtful look.
“That’s the intro on the real world.”
“All the more reason to trust it.” He said, making Ji Yong laugh as they leaned in for a kiss.
“Hey, we can play something else. How ‘bout a little poker?” Ji Yong asked as they started to clean up.
“Um. I dunno if I’m up for anymore games tonight.” He said, sitting down on the couch.
“Hmm, but I’m pretty sure you’ll like this one a lot. There’s two things you need to know. Socks, count as one item. And I’m really bad at poker.” He grinned as Seung Ri understood what he meant.
“Hey you guys.” Dae Sung walked in.
“Hey, how was the party? … And by that I mean, those aren’t your pants.” Ji Yong gave him a funny look.
“Are we still playing cards?” Seung Ri whispered to him.
“Yeah, they’re in my room.”
“Yes!” Seung Ri pumped his hand into the air as he ran to Ji Yong’s bedroom.
“You want the truth?” Dae Sung asked as he walked forward.
“That would be good.”
“Well, it was kinda a disaster cuz it was a college party and this girl I liked turned out to be a bitch and I ended up in the bathroom with her and another guy and my pants ripped and my friend saved the day. Good night!” he finished quickly as he started towards his room.
“Stop!” Ji Yong called out.
“What?”
“College party?”
“Didn’t drink.”
“Girl in the bathroom?”
“Nothing happened.”
“Whose pants?”
“A friend’s.”
“…We’ll talk in the morning.”
“Stop!” Dae Sung called out.
“What?”
“Cards in the bedroom?” Dae Sung smirked.
“… Go to sleep.”
~*End*~
And now I have finished! Whoo! And how was this one? Eh? Eh? Commentz would be appreciated as always! Thanks for reading!