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Ni-Ki - Rough Housing

REQUESTED BY: @ZhanGeDidiAiNiBJYX | HOPE I GOT THIS GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU!

"I'm so bored," Ni-Ki sighed as he flopped down onto the couch.

"Then do something," Sunoo mumbled beside the whining boy, his eyes trained on his phone.

Making a whining noise, Ni-Ki stood up. Enhypen had been granted a week-long vacation for the holidays. Jay and Sunghoon had taken this opportunity to visit their families, leaving the rest stuck in the dorms.

Making his way pitifully down the hall, Ni-Ki found himself in the kitchen. Peering around the corner of the wall, he found the legs of his oldest bandmate.

"Hyung, what are you doing?" Ni-Ki asked as he walked over to Heeseung. The latter was standing in front of the stove, stirring what looked to be some soup in a blue metal pot.

Looking up startled, Heeseung smiled when he saw his youngest dongsaeng. "Oh, hello, Riki! I'm just making some Seolleontang for Sunoo. I figured because Jay isn't here, I'd take up the role of family chef. That reminds me, do you want any? I have extra."

Ni-Ki nodded, feeling the rise of hunger starting to grow in his stomach.

Smiling, Heeseung pulled out a new plate.

"Hyung, I'm bored," Ni-Ki commented as he watched Heeseung pile the Seolleontang onto the plates. "There's nothing fun to do. So now I'm stuck watching Sunoo-hyung play his Pokémon GO.

Chuckling slightly amused at his dongsaengs predicament. Patting his shoulder softy, Heeseung gave some very encouraging words. "Find something to do, Riki. It's not that hard. I'd play with you, but I'm meeting Wonnie at the company for a meeting. Have you tried to see if Jake is free?"

With the mention of his best friends name, Ni-Ki's face lit up. Of course, he'd somehow forgotten about Sim Jaehyun.

Quickly thanking Heeseung, the boy rushed off to Jake's room.

"Hyung!" The younger yelled as he busted through the doorway. Jake was sitting on his bunk, fiddling with something in his hand.

Jake looked up and beamed when he saw the younger. "Ni-Ki!" He exclaimed, putting down whatever he had in his hands.

Ni-Ki sat down next to Jake and looked at him happily.

"What's up, Minaj? I thought you were in the living room, away from death?" Jake asked.

Shaking his head, Ni-Ki's face fell. "I'm really bored, and no one will do something with me."

"I'll do something with you, Nishimura Riki." Jake said, smiling fondly at his dongsaeng. It was true that he saw the boy like his younger brother. In the good and the bad.

Smiling eagerly at Jake, Ni-Ki thought of something he'd only done a few times but really enjoyed. "Can we wrestle?"

"Huh?" Jake tilted his head, not sure he'd heard the boy correctly. "Like rough housing?"

Ni-Ki nodded fiercely. The boy excitedly moved to the ground. Jake looked down at hum apprehensively.

"Are you positive?" Jake asked. He wasn't sure what to even do.

"Yes, now come on, hyung~ I don't have all day~" Ni-Ki whined.

Sighing defeatedly, Jake moved to the floor. "Alright, when do we star-oof!"

Jake went sliding across the floor as Ni-Ki lunged at him. Both boys knocked onto the ground. Ni-Ki had both his arms wrapped around Jake's torso, restraining the smaller.