Bowling!AU - Multi-Group (97 and 92 Liners): [Drabble]
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Bowling!AU with 92 line and 97 line [multi-group + multi-members]
“STRIKE! THAT’S RIGHT BITCHES!” Seokjin spreads his arms wide, as he turns over towards the other team. “BOW DOWN TO THE KINGS OF BOWLING.”
“Boo!” Yugyeom shouts. “97 LINE FOR LIFE!”
Jaehyun closes his eyes in embarrassment and leans to his right, where Jungkook is. “Why… Why do I go to these things?”
“What are you talking about?” Bambam asks him, as he grabs his bowling ball. “This is fun.”
Eunwoo smiles from his spot across them three, as he sees the other team celebrating. “I don’t know about fun, but…” He looks back at Jaehyun. “This is entertaining though. You can’t deny that.” He gestures his head towards the other team.
Jungkook, Jaehyun, and Bambam turn to see Jae and Jin doing their victory dances already. Next to Eunwoo, Mingyu grimances. “Hasn’t anyone told them dabbing isn’t in anymore?”
Yugyeom pouts. “Bambam, he’s making fun of us.”
Bambam turns around to them. “Hey, ignore them,” he says. “We are a team. What team?”
“WILDCATS!” Seokmin shouts.
“No, Seok,” Yugyeom says. “We’ve been over this.”
Seokmin sits down with an expression that’s the equivalent to a kicked puppy. Eunwoo pats his back to comfort him.
“Okay.” Bambam holds up his bowling ball once more. “What team?”
“97!”
“What team?!”
“97!”
“Wish me luck!” With that, he turns around and tosses his bowling ball blindly into their lane. It rolls through the center smoothly as he tossed it. But, as the ball rolls closer to the pins, it begins to curve.
“No!”
Just as the ball nears the pins, it knocks down three pins from the right side. Bambam wordlessly falls to his knees as the tv flashes the number three on the screen for all to see. The 97 boys collectively let out a long sigh, but the 92 boys cheered the minute the three pins were down.
“We got this in the bag!” Jaehwan yells with a little jump.
Jae joins him. “We just need, at least, like, five pins down and we’ll catch up.”
Matthew’s voice booms over their cheers. “92! WE ARE!”
“OLD!”
The 97 team snickers at Jungkook’s shout.
“We’re not that old, you brats!” Sandeul shouts.
Matthew clears his throat and tries again. “92! WE ARE!”
“HANDSOME!”
“Seokjin,” Jaehwan says quietly. “Not again.”
“You’re right.” Seokjin looks around. “I’m the only ten here.”
Chanyeol raises his eyebrows, but doesn’t say anything and takes a sip of his beer.
“I give up,” Matthew says. He sits himself next to Shownu. “I can’t do this.”
“Then don’t do it.”
“Okay,” Chanyeol says. He stands up and stretches his neck, along with his arms. “Let me show you how it’s done.”
“He did spend like $400 on that customized bowling ball,” Shownu says. “Maybe just let him have this one.”
Just as Shownu finishes speaking, Chanyeol rolls his fancy customized ball into their lane… and into the gutter.
The 97 team cheers. “We have a shot!”
“So, who’s next?” Jungkook asks.
They all look around for a bit.
“Who was supposed to keep track this time?” Jaehyun asks.
“Was anyone really keeping track?” Seokmin asks.
No one answers.
Yugyeom slaps the back of Eunwoo, who’s been a bit too quiet in his spot.
“Looks like it’s your turn, buddy.”
He shrugs. “I guess.” He walks over and grabs his bowling ball.
“You can do it!” Mingyu yells.
“Team 97!” Bambam shouts.
Meanwhile, Chanyeol turns to the other 92 team members. “Y’all didn’t treat me like that when it was my turn.”
Sandeul gives Chanyeol a couple of pats on the shoulder. “There, there. You’ll do better next time.”
Matthew turns to them, taking a sip of his drink before asking with a teasing tone. “Will he though?”
Eunwoo takes his position and tries to calculate his aim. After a moment passes, he rolls the ball, which curves from the left towards the center. It’s steady and remains in the center.
“Oh,” Jaehwan says. “We’re fucked.”
Just as he predicted, Eunwoo’s ball knocks down eight of the ten pins.
“YOOOO!!!”
“EIGHT MORE FOR 97!”
Eunwoo turns to his team, takes a bow, and turns to the 92 liners to do the same. He walks over to his previous spot next to Mingyu, who offers him a high-five.
“Okay,” Seokmin says. “We can try to get a spare and I volunteer Jaehyun because he has the best aim.”
“I second that.”
“Third.”
“Fourthed-ed.”
“Not a word, Yugyeom,” Jaehyun says. He gets up nevertheless. “But, I get it. I will do it.”
The 92 team sees Jaehyun get up and they collectively groan, except for Shownu, who says: “We’re definitely losing this round.”
Seokjin sighs. “We still have rock-paper-scissors. We all ain’t going down together.”
“You, sir,” Jae says, with a pointed finger. “Are not a team player.”
“You wanna pay for this bill plus karaoke, Jae?” Chanyeol asks.
Jae shuts his mouth and turns away. “I will shut up now. But you are all going down.”
For the 97 team, Jaehyun’s already grabbed his ball, trying to figure out how to knock down the remaining two pins. Eventually, he figures knocking out, at least, one is better than none. He rolls his ball down the lane, with not that many hopes. At least, he won’t have to pay. Just as he predicted, one fell, but, as it falls, it knocks down the other—completing the spare.
Just as those pins knock down, almost all of the 97 boys rip off their rented bowling shoes and it’s a race against time to put on their original shoes—except for Jaehyun, who just watches them fumble.
Meanwhile, the 92 team just watches the mess happen in front of their eyes—realizing they just lost. They watch as all of the younger ones rush out the doors, leaving them to pay.
“Thanks, bro!”
“Thanks!”
“See you at the karaoke bar!”
“Have fun fighting!”
“Thanks!”
“Clean up well!”
Once the 97 team left for karaoke early, the 92 boys all turned to each other.
“So,” Seokjin says. “Last to the door has to clean and pay?”
Before anyone can actually decide, nearly all the 92 boys run to their cars, leaving behind Sandeul and Jae—the least athletic boys of the group. They both turn to each other, knowing the other isn’t going to run.
