GO-GETTER! | gyuricky

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"Go on then, try!" Gunwook jogged up to Gyuvin's side of the court, ignoring Hanbin who started yelling at him for abandoning his own ball. Interested, the older naturally gravitated over to watch the scene unfold. Gyuvin scoring his first goal? Certainly, a sight one would not want to miss.

"Have you, like, never scored into the hoop before, Gyuvin?" Jiwoong came out of nowhere, jumpscaring Gunwook. The bastard spoke right into his cochlea!

"God damn!" Gunwook flew away from the noise, staring at Jiwoong like he'd just killed his family of four and stole all the potatoes from the fridge. "Why did you have to stand right next to my–"

"Shut up, dumbasses." Ricky hissed, giving them attention only to shut them up before turning his head to watch Gyuvin try and position himself for the shot. "Gyuvin, you have to be a bit more to the left." he assisted, ignoring the squealing from behind him as Jiwoong harassed Gunwook's ticklish stomach.

"O-oh..." Gyuvin stuttered, dropping the ball momentarily so he could check where his left was with his fingers. He could hear Ricky clicking his tongue from where he stood many feet away, but strategically took no notice of him. Haters stay hating!

After recognizing that his left was not on the side that he thought was his left, Gyuvin picked up the ball and shifted a few steps over. He was sure that he could make it now!

Turning around to face his supportive crowd consisting of a homosexual, a self-tamed narcissist, a grandpa, and an angry bird, Gyuvin felt a sense of confidence. Now, all he had to do was lock in his victory...

"Ricky, this one's for you!" he yelled out, pointing at Ricky who stared back at him with a flabbergasted expression on his countenance. There is absolutely no way...

Jiwoong snorted at the cheesy line, waiting for Gunwook to commentate on Gyuvin's silliness. This meant no good for the up-and-coming basketball player. If you could even call him that, of course...

"Well, at least we know he's not going to make it in now?" Gunwook tilted his head, sighing as he watched Gyuvin do a whole squat in pursuit of the "perfect shooting form." What a man.

"Yah!" Hanbin slapped Gunwook on the back in the least harsh way possible, not wanting to injure the angry bird a good 24 hours before game day. "Don't say that too loud..." he whispered, making Gunwook grimace.

As they all braced for impact, Gyuvin shot his ball into the air and...

Needless to say, Gunwook wasn't wrong...

The ball went projectile, seeming as though it had grown wings of its own, and began flying throughout the gymnasium. It soared beyond the hoop, not even giving it a chance before bouncing off to the floor. Who would have thought that a ball would be playing hard to get...?

"Okay, so we all agree that Ricky is the reason why that ball went everywhere but in the hoop?" Gunwook clapped his hands together and spoke, trying his hardest to hold back a laugh at the face Ricky was making.

Gyuvin on the other hand...

Erm. he was on the floor. Doing something. He looked like he was being possessed. Hanbin prayed that he was being possessed by LeBron James or something. He needed the skills.

"I think Jiwoong will have to pray extra hard tonight," Hanbin spoke with a straight face, watching Gyuvin writhe on the ground out of embarrassment. Or maybe he really was being possessed by the little sunshine, LeBron.

"You're acting like his prayers will be answ— Damn bitch!" Gunwook screamed midway through his sentence at the big SLAP that went through his entire soul, to Mars, and back. He felt like he just got a massage to the 17th power.