Disclaimer: Renjun is a switch. I'm so sorry.

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"Great, now who wants to go first?" The girl beside Hakim claps her hands excitedly, looking around the people in the circle before pouting. "No volunteers? Come on!"

Her whining made the trio silently cringe; how can someone be so excited and carefree to play spin the fucking bottle or literally any time of sexual games?

Apparently this girl.

If Haechan was sober enough, he would've commented about her along the lines of "tell me you have a massive body count without telling me you have a massive body count."

"I'll go." All of them then look at Patrine as she reaches her hand forward to spin the bottle without hesitation, too calm for the trio's liking.

Then again, these are not their people. They're not in this group, not friends nor acquaintances– besides Haechan who's too much of a social bitchy butterfly– so it would make sense why they stick out like a sore thumb.

Once the bottle was spun, everyone was staring at it like it was hypnotizing them, so focused yet anxious on when it'll stop and who will be picked.

The girl beside Hakim starts squealing when the person that was picked out was her. "Ahh! I've lost count on how many times we've kissed, Patty!" She giggles.

Renjun turns to Jaemin beside him and whispers, "what the actual hell?" To which the blond haired boy just shrugged at.

"Atleast she said 'kissed' and not 'fuck'." His comment made Renjun quietly fake a gag before turning back to look at the others while Jaemin snickers.

"Calm down, Amy," Patrine chuckles as her and Amy slightly crawl to each other, meeting in the middle and share a quick kiss on the lips.

"As always, a good kisser, Patty." Amy winks at her jokingly before excitedly chanting, "my turn, my turn, my turn!" And in a blink of an eye, the bottle was pointed towards Haechan.

Haechan's droopy eyes blink furiously and snorts while his friends were facepalming. "Oh cool, it's me!"

He gets up from his spot with a grunt and stumbles on his way crawling towards Amy who starts cackling. "Just a small peck, drunky." She said.

Like she said, she leans in to give a quick peck on Haechan's lips as the tanned male had a crooked smile on his face.

Renjun pulls him back to sit down and clicks his tongue in annoyance. He wishes they weren't doing this right now, but it's already too late.

He doesn't know what kind of reactions Haechan will have tomorrow when they tell him what happened, but he has a gut feeling the tanned male would shrug it off and smile silly.

Two more rounds later, the trio were still stuck on their spots as they stare at the couple– how lucky of them– slowly make out after being picked.

"Can we hurry this up? I want to go home already." Renjun snaps, getting everyone else's attention.

Patrine nods and takes the bottle to spin it herself, "might be a free play, only because those two aren't stopping." She gestures at the couple.

"Hey guys, go to the guest room and continue there." Hakim says with a loud snort, all of them watching the couple immediately run off in a blink of an eye like they were told.

Sighing, Patrine spins the bottle and clasp her hands together when it was Jeno. "Let's make this quick, kid over there is past his bed time." She comments.

Renjun heard her and was about to say something back but Jaemin doesn't let him, "let's not cause more arguments, it'll waste time and they eventually won't give us my keys back."

Groaning, Renjun crosses his arms and stays on his spot, Haechan beside him was half-awake as he inches himself closer to the older boy's side.

"This is an easy way to get fucking herpes." Jaemin muttered under his breath after Patrine and Jeno finished their small kiss.

"One more round and you guys are free to go," Amy beams at them although her words weren't matching well with her bubbly facial expressions.

"You make it sound like we're keeping them hostage." One of their friends quips.

"We are." Jaemin and Renjun roll their eyes when Jeno, Amy and Patrine said the same thing with them.

This causes Hakim to snicker whilst dangling Jaemin's stolen car keys again, "technically not wrong, it's fun."

"Alright bad boy, behave yourself over there. You'll get your turn soon." Patrine states as she earns a little wink from Hakim.

"Now Jenjen, it's your turn to shine," she hands the brunet boy the empty bottle and leans back with her palms supporting her weight.

Renjun and Jaemin couldn't help but feel nervous now, the two of them survived the whole game without getting picked– and it has yet to happen.

Haechan's not much of a worry when it comes to these things, he can stand up for himself sometimes. So all he can do right now, is give a light squeeze on Renjun's arm as they watch Jeno spin the bottle.

It felt it was on slow motion this time, everyone instinctively leaning forward to stare at it intently until;

"Ooh," Amy drawls with a grin on her face.

"Renjun!" Patrine exclaims his name with a small clap of her hands. As if congratulating him.

But for Renjun, he doesn't feel flattered, not even the slightest.

His stomach drops and looks up at Jeno who smiles back, not even flinching from the glare the trio were sending him; fire in their eyes.

"No." Renjun said, "I'm not doing this– give me the keys." He demands.

"Sorry not sorry, a deals a deal." Patrine said, "no turning back now, you already played."

"Think of it as... The ouija board." She hums, "don't quit the game without saying goodbye or atleast finishing it. Or else you'll let the ghost follow."

Jeno wasn't lying earlier when he said Patrine was very stubborn. Maybe the most stubborn one in their clique.

Oh how Renjun wishes he could just fight for the keys right now, but then again, it won't turn out good.

Not only will they get injured, but they could use this moment against the trio, for being "childish and unfair" over a stupid game.

So he shares one look at Jaemin who purses his lips, they know the rules.

Jaemin would've volunteered and sacrificed himself instead if it was allowed, but apparently it was Amy who added that part in earlier when they explained the rules.

Key or no key.

"Come on, guys, don't you want to end this already? I'm heading to the hot tub after this." Patrine whines.

Just then, Jeno quickly crawls over to Renjun and straddles his lap. The older boy instinctively place his hands on the brunet boy's hips while he scowls at him.

"What the fuck are you d–" Renjun whisper-yells but gets cut offed by Jeno.

"Just trust me and make this quick," the younger boy whispers back, more calmly compared to Renjun's.

Jaemin looks at them closely, raising a brow at the weird gut feeling he suddenly has.

Jeno was cupping Renjun's face and leans in, "sorry," he slips in a small apology before connecting their lips.

A second then turns into ten before it slowly rises up to thirteen–

"Woah, you guys are definitely going at it huh?" Hakim says, watching the two making out in plain sight.

Renjun was holding Jeno's hips firmly as the latter was tilting his head a bit more to go closer. The older boy's tongue brushes against Jeno's lips, earning a small sigh.

As if it was a wake up call, Renjun pushes the younger boy away and hastily wipes his lips with the back of his hand. "Keys." He said through gritted teeth.

Hakim lightly throws the keys on Jaemin's lap, the blond haired boy so lost after what just happened.

"Alright, that was a fun game. It's over now though, so goodnight to you lil ones." Patrine jokes and stands up from the floor.