A thing I wrote, that I don't know what to do with, but I don't want it to go to waste either, so have it.
"HOW THE HELL DO YOU HAVE THE ENTIRE STREET?!" Kong shouted in minor frustration.
Marlon had dug up a boardgame - Monopoly, offering it as means to cure their boredom, but what it really was, was a trap. A trap that Kong had foolishly stepped into without any suspicions.
"It's just business dear Kong!~ You'd probably know about it if you didn't spend your entire time in jail." Marlon grinned teasingly.
"This game is stupid." Kong huffed, flinging his playing chip off the board. "It's not my fault I keep landing on the 'go to jail' lot all the time."
Marlon couldn't help but chuckle at Kong's frustrated outburst, finding his friend's competitive nature both endearing and amusing. He leaned back in his chair, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth as he took in the sight of Kong's flushed cheeks and furrowed brow.
"Hey, it's not my fault you can't keep yourself out of trouble," Marlon teased, his blue eyes sparkling with mirth. "Maybe if you weren't so...aggressive in your gameplay, you wouldn't find yourself in the clink so often."
He gestured to the board, pointing at the various properties lining the outskirts of the game board. "See, this is what happens when you don't invest in some of the more...lucrative business ventures. If you had just bought Park Place and Boardwalk, you wouldn't be in this predicament."
Marlon grinned, feeling a surge of triumph at finally besting his friend at something. It wasn't often that he got the upper hand, considering Kong's natural athletic abilities and quick reflexes usually left Marlon in the dust.
But in this moment, with Kong flustered and on the verge of throwing a tantrum, Marlon couldn't help but feel a rush of affection for his friend. There was just something about seeing Kong's competitive side that made Marlon want to tease him mercilessly, to push his buttons in a way that only a true friend could.
"Tell you what," Marlon said, a mischievous glint in his eye. "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. How about we make a deal - you sell me your properties, and I'll let you out of jail. Deal?"
He extended his hand towards Kong, a smirk playing on his lips as he awaited his friend's response. Marlon knew that Kong would likely refuse, too proud to admit defeat, but he couldn't resist the opportunity to needle him just a little bit more.
"And let you win just like that? Hah! No way!" Kong snarled, reluctant amusement written all over his face.
Marlon laughed, a heartfelt and genuine sound that filled the room. He couldn't help but be charmed by Kong's stubborn refusal to concede, even in the face of certain defeat. It was just so typical of his friend, so quintessentially Kong.
"Well, if you won't sell out, I guess I'll just have to keep winning the honest way," Marlon said with a grin, a note of playful challenge in his voice. "By being a shrewd businessman and outsmarting my opponent."
"More like a fraud..." Kong grumbled silently under his breath in annoyance.
Marlon leaned forward, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he caught Kong's gaze. "You know, they say that money talks, but I think in this case, it's more like money screams. And yours is screaming for mercy right now."
"Tch. I bet you've been stealing from the bank..." Kong huffed and rolled the dice again, the dice rolling him the number 4.
Kong groaned in frustration as once again he landed on Marlons property. "AGAIN?!! AJSJSJSHSHJSJSJS--" Kong was about to lose it.
Marlon grinned at him, playing the part of a cruel landlord quite well. "Come on then, pay up handsome~"
Kong glared at Marlon, his cheeks burning with a mixture of embarrassment and irritation. He couldn't believe his rotten luck in this stupid game, and now Marlon was rubbing his victory in his face like the smug bastard he was.
But there was something else too, a strange flutter in his stomach that had nothing to do with the game and everything to do with the way Marlon was looking at him. Those damn eyes, sparkling with mischief and something else, something warmer...it made Kong feel a way he'd never felt before.
He quickly looked away, trying to focus on the board and not the way his heart was pounding in his chest. This was just a game, he told himself. It didn't mean anything. But somehow, sitting here across from Marlon, locked in this silly competition...it felt like something more. Something important.
"Ugh, fine!" Kong growled, counting out the crisp Monopoly money with aggressive movements. "Here's your damn rent. Happy now?"
He slapped the money down on the board, hard enough to make a few of the houses on Marlon's property topple over. Kong crossed his arms over his chest, slouching back in his chair as he pouted at his friend.
"You're enjoying this way too much," Kong muttered, a hint of reluctant amusement in his voice despite his foul mood. "I can see it all over your stupid, smug face."
Marlon just laughed, scooping up the money and counting it with a grin. "Guilty as charged," he said, a playful smirk playing on his lips. "But come on, admit it - you're just jealous that you can't beat me at this game."
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