Merry Late Christmas you all!! Have this lil fic for now!
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Playing games with Taerae always meant chaos, especially in the ZB1 dorms. From screams, to groans, to almost maniacal sounding laughter, no one could beat Taerae. This time, the victim was Gyuvin, who foolishly thought he could beat Taerae at a game of Pubg. So there they were, in Taerae’s room, both playing the said game. While Gyuvin groaned and sighed at his losses, Taerae’s smirk continued to grow with each match that he won.
“Hyung this isn’t fair!” Gyuvin moped as he lost another round. Taerae smirked at the boy and laughed pridefully.
“I doubt you can ever beat me Gyuvinnie, it’s just not gonna happen.”
“Yea yea, don’t let this get to your head hyung.”
Taerae laughed but that turned into a yelp as Gyuvin jabbed at his sides. Then, Gyu got an idea that Taerae hadn’t seemed to pick up on. So they continued playing and as you would guess, Gyuvin was losing again.
“What were you saying about this not getting to my head Gyu?”
Taerae’s grin grew as he heard Gyuvin grumble something under his breath, but that grin turned into surprised giggles when Gyuvin began to squeeze and knead at his side.
“hEHeY- wHahaT gIHiHIVES?” Taerae tried to focus on the match but it was becoming more and more difficult as the hand that attacked his side became more precise in its attacks.
“What’s the matter hyung? Can the champion not handle a bit of a distraction?” Gyuvin smirked, switching to drilling into his underarms, drawing squeals and cackles out of the boy.
“NOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR- GYUHUHU-”
Through all the struggle, Tae ended up dropping his controller and curled up into a ball, cackling and squealing as he was attacked relentlessly by Gyuvin, who continued to play with one hand, soon winning the game.
“Oh look who won hyung~ Don’t I deserve a reward for that?”
“NAHAHA- GYUHUHU COHOME OHOHON-”
Gyuvin grinned and rested his controller down, drilling his other hand into Tae’s side, causing the brunet to laugh harder.
“IHI’M SOHOHORRY COHOME OHOHON-”
“Ahaw can hyung not handle this? You were so confident that you would win~”
“FUHUHUCK- NoHOHO MOHOHORE-”
Gyu pulled his hands away and hugged the still giggly Taerae.
“Brahat-”
“Love you too hyung.”