Ray x Reader One Shots

Chess

Part 9 of The Student Council

(y/n)'s pov

"Say, Ray, do you know how to play chess?"

Lily was holding his jacket sleeve to get his attention. He turned to her and ruffled her hair.

"Know how? I'm the king of chess," he replied. (f/n) was sitting next to him. I walked in as well.

"Actually the prince. Norman's way better," (f/n) said. I sat across them.

"Norman's not alive right now," he whispered. (f/n) shook her head. Lily sat on the other side of Ray while I sat across all three of them on the couches. 

"Who's Norman?" Lily asked. 

"He's uh, Santa Claus," Ray answered quickly. We all looked at him in disbelief. Santa Claus?!

"Really?!" Lily replied. Great, now she's gonna believe that I'm an elf now or something. 

"Ok, back to what we were saying, yes Lily, Ray does know how to play chess," (f/n) said, steering back to the conversation.

"Oh right. I know how to play too!" she said back. "(y/n) taught me, and she's the queen of chess."

Ray smiled mischievously. "That's interesting. Why don't we play one game then, before we start our project?"

I gave him a grin of my own. "Fine by me, I guess."

Lily left and went to our living room to get the board. She came back. "Classic rules, with a timer," she said.

(f/n) helped in assembling the pieces. Ray chose black, so I chose white. "Good luck, (y/n)." she whispered quietly. 

I nodded in thanks. The board was now ready. (f/n) sat on one side, while Lily munched on another of Ray's cookies on the other.

Ray motioned toward the pieces. "Ladies first," he said.

I smiled politely. "Thank you."

There's been a study that going first has its advantages in playing chess. Surely he knows this, but it's also possible that he has a few tricks up his sleeve.

I moved one of my pawns and we started the game.

Time skip to the climax of the chess game. 

I only had my king, a few pawns, and a bishop left. Things looked difficult for me since most of my pieces were captured by Ray. But I did not choose to give up yet. 

We were 18 minutes into the game. I had Lily be our timekeeper, telling us when our turn ends. Both Ray and I adhered to the rules and always found a way. 

Well, drastic times call for drastic measures.

The time limit for each turn was forty-five seconds. More than enough time for me to figure something out, but with the number of pieces I have left, the only thing I could do is one of the riskiest moves in chess. 

Ray's chin rested in his hand and I could feel his eyes piercingly staring at me while I decide my move. I took a deep breath before finalizing my choice. This is going to be a gamble, and I seriously doubt it's going to work. 

So far, I checked Ray's king multiple times. After deducing all the possible things he could do, only one of them made sense. And that was trying to take my king. 

Ray was also a pursuer, not an evader. It doesn't sound pleasant, but there are still a few loopholes in that strategy. I moved one of my pawns, as he moved his king away from it. So far so good.