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"You're cheating!" Jimin whined, throwing his controller down on the ground and glaring at Hoseok. "You used a shortcut! You know we're supposed to play this fair and square!"

Hoseok sticks his tongue out at Jimin. "You're just a sore loser. If you had known about the shortcut, I doubt you'd have lost."

I rolled my eyes at the pair and turn to Namjoon who was busy typing away on his phone. "What are you doing?"

He side–eyes me and immediately turns off his phone. "Nothing. What are you doing?"

Raising an eyebrow, I smirk at him. "You looking at anime titties again?"

"No I'm not asshat!" He defensively remarks.

"Sure."

The door that led to the basement opens and my mom calls my name.

"Yeah?"

"Honey, I wanted to remind you that the Park's are coming over for dinner tonight. You might wanna do something about your friends." She pauses. "Don't you think it would be awkward for Miyoung with seven boys?"

Shit. I forgot that Miyoung and her parents were coming over for dinner tonight. Every time our parents have a dinner party, they force us to spend time with each other.

Not that I'm complaining, but it's always awkward between us two. I never know what to do with her, which usually ends up sitting in silence on our phones.

Well, we do play Mario Kart sometimes. But I'll let you imagine how that ends up every time we play.

An idea pops in my head. "Mom, it's always awkward with just the two of us. I think it would be more fun if there were other people. Plus, it would be beneficial for Miyoung to make some new friends."

There was a brief moment of silence before I hear my mom sighing. "Alright, if you say so. But if Miyoung is uncomfortable in any way, please be kind to her."

With that, my mom shuts the door. I look back to all my friends to see them with knowing smirks on their faces. I roll my eyes and unlock my phone.

"Miyoung's coming over?" Taehyung speaks up.

Shit. Taehyung's here.

I look up from my phone and flash a forced smile. "Yep. Totally forgot."

"Miyoung? Park Miyoung?" Seokjin asks, darting his eyes between Taehyung and I. "As in the Miyoung you both like? As in that girl who always comes second to Jungkook? As in the one-"

"Yes that Miyoung." I cut him off.

Jimin gasps and claps his hands excitedly. "We can finally meet her!"

"There's nothing to be excited about." I say unamused.

The boys look at me again with that knowing smirk. I scoff and cross my arms over my chest.

Yoongi looks at Taehyung. "Wait, you like Jungkook's Miyoung?"

Taehyung rolls his eyes. "Miyoung isn't Jungkook's."

"I wonder if Nayoung will be coming with Miyoung." Hoseok mutters to himself, grabbing his phone and typing away.

"But hasn't Jungkook liked her since they were kids or something?" Yoongi interjects.

Taehyung scoffs. "What does that have to do with anything?" He sighs and runs his hands through his hair. "Look, I can't control my feelings. I happened to fall for the girl that Jungkook's been crushing on for a long time, I can't help it!"

Before Namjoon could speak, I cut him off. "He's right, he can't help it. It's not his fault, the heart wants who it wants."

Everyone fell silent at my words, giving me a look before returning to what they were previously doing. I sighed, throwing my back to the couch and fishing out my phone.

What was Miyoung supposed to do with seven boys surrounding her? Knowing her and her awkward personality, this night was definitely going to take a turn, either for the better or for the worse.

I glanced at each one of my friends, who all seemed to be in their own world. Surely they know that flirting with Miyoung is unacceptable and backing off would be the most wise decision.

Well, except for Taehyung, that is.

Taehyung and I have been a little rocky ever since the incident out on the field. We had gotten into a disagreement about the dance and we haven't talked about it since.

The doorbell rings, indicating that Miyoung and her parents were here. I widened my eyes and stand up straight, rushing to face all of my friends with a stern look on my face.

"Listen up fuckers," I grit out, "Don't you dare do anything to make Miyoung uncomfortable in any way. Don't hint at anything, don't say something stupid, don't even breathe near her. Got it?" I hiss at them, watching their faces turn one of amusement.

Seokjin laughs. "How funny would it be if I flashed my ass at her?!"

The other boys howl at him, laughing and high-fiving him.

I roll my eyes and throw my shoe at him, hitting him on the chest. He gasps and glares at me. "Throw your fucking crusty ass shoe at me one more fucking time."

"Don't moon her." I order.

Jimin shakes his head and sighs. "You're no fun."

"Okay but is Nayoung coming?" Hoseok asks, waving his phone in his hand. "I texted her but she hasn't responded."

I shake my head. "Probably not."

He groans. "Then what's the point?"

The door opens and closes, feet running down the stairs. I whisper at them to get into position and practically throw myself on the couch as soon as Miyoung makes her way inside.

She stops dead in her tracks, a dumbfound look on her face as she looks at all of us.

"Oh Miyoung, you made it." I say smugly.

"Miyoung? What's she doing here, Jungkook?" Taehyung asks, and I mentally make a note to kick his ass after this was over.

Yoongi looks at Miyoung then back at Taehyung and I. "Wait, this is the Miyoung? The one that—"

"Yeah." Taehyung immediately cuts him off.

Miyoung is still standing there, confusion and annoyance in her features. I smirk.

"Hi. I'm Miyoung." She says awkwardly.

"Well, what are you doing just standing there? Come, there's a seat next to me." I say amused, watching her face turn back to confusion as she hesitantly makes her way over to me.

The rest of the boys introduce themselves, and I notice that once she gets to Hoseok, her shoulders visibly relax.

That's good that he had that kind of impact.

Everyone falls silent for a brief moment, no one daring to speak up. I glance at Miyoung who was looking down and fiddling with her fingers. A part of me felt bad, knowing how uncomfortable she must be feeling with all these guys, some of them she hasn't ever met before.

She's always been used to immediately coming down and grabbing a Mario Kart controller, but it seemed as if today, beating me in a video game was the very last thing on her mind.

"How about we play something?" Hoseok speaks up, earning everybody's attention.

"Sure. What do you have in mind?"

"Truth or dare." Hoseok smirks, emitting a groan from everyone.

Miyoung scoffs. "That has got to be the most cliché thing ever."

Hoseok turns to Miyoung with a raised eyebrow. "Do you have something better in mind, Miss Miyoung?"

Miyoung mutters something under her breath before going silent. He smirks at her and looks around for everyone's approval.

"So? What do you say?" He asks us.

We give in and go to the floor and get into a circle. I make sure I sit next to Miyoung.

Hoseok claps his hands excitedly as his eyes dance around the room. "Yoongi, truth or dare?"

"Truth. I'm too lazy to get up and do anything." Yoongi says with a bored expression on his face. I chuckle and shake my head at his unwillingness to do anything.

"If you were gay, which one of us would you date?" Hoseok cheekily asks.

I looked around the room as my eyes land on Taehyung's, who had a small smile on his face.

Normally, I would say I would date Taehyung just because he was the closest one to me out of all the six boys here. We had grown up together and practically did everything together.

I guess liking the same girl was no exception.

Yoongi shrugs. "I don't know, probably Jimin? I don't lie awake at night thinking which one of my friends I would bang if I were gay."

Jimin winks at him. "Awe I knew you loved me."

"Shut the fuck up Park Jimin before I shove your head down the toilet."

Yoongi turns to Seokjin with a smirk on his face. "Truth or dare?"

I feel my heart beating fast. Don't you do it Min Yoongi.

"Dare!" Seokjin confidently says.

I stare at Yoongi, hoping he would get my telepathic message. Don't do it Yoongi, please I'm begging you.

Yoongi glances at me, his smirk widening even more. "I dare you to moon Miyoung."

It really be one of your own.

I glare at him as hard as I can, but all he does is smirk and turn to Seokjin, who in return was fighting back a grin.

These two fuckers had it all planned out from the start.

"What? What the hell?" Miyoung screams, her eyes darting between Seokjin and Yoongi. Seokjin had already stood up, his hands already placed at the hem of his sweatpants.

"Sorry Miyoung, a dare is a dare."

Miyoung widens her eyes at his form. "Wait, you're not actually going to do it, are you?"

Taehyung tries to stop Seokjin, but it's already too late.

Seokjin quickly pulls his pants down and lets his ass out in full glory for all of us to see. I widen my eyes and look at Miyoung, who had a horrified expression on her face. She immediately brings her hands up to cover her eyes.

The rest of the boys were laughing, and Seokjn quickly pulls up his pants and sits back down with a cheeky grin on his face.

I turn to Miyoung, who's face had turned beet red. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She hits my chest in annoyance.

I did feel bad for Miyoung, I really did. Imagine having a stranger's ass right up in your face within the first ten minutes of meeting them. Not really an ideal situation.

But the more I thought about it, the more funny it seemed to me.

Miyoung shoots him her middle finger as he asks. "Miyoung, truth or dare?"

She sits up, confidence shooting within her. "Dare."

I widen my eyes and look towards Seokjin, who also had a devilish smirk on his face as he glanced at me.

Don't you do it Kim Seokjin.

"I dare you to seduce Jungkook in any way you can. You gotta make him break though."

Meet Min Yoongi and Kim Seokjin, the devil incarnate.

I feel my chest tighten as I shake my head violently. "Make him break? What do you mean?"

"Make him squirm, blush, something."

I clench my fists to my side and glare at Seokjin hard, hoping he would sense how much I wanted to kill him at that moment. He quickly winks at me before turning back to Miyoung.

Why did it seem like my friend's life mission was to embarrass me at any moment they could? I asked for one simple favor, one, and this is what I get in return?

These fuckers.

I look down at my hands and fiddle with my fingers. I was not looking forward to this dare, knowing that if Miyoung did something, I wouldn't be able to hold back anymore.

I notice her shifting from her spot and crawling in front of me. My heart beats rapidly in my chest, refusing to look at her for I knew I was going to break just by looking at those damn eyes.

Hearing her sigh, she gently places her thumb on the bottom of my chin, slowly bringing my head up to meet her eyes. She stares at me with her big, round, chocolate eyes.

I couldn't bring myself to look away, immediately feeling drawn in by her eyes. It would be great if she ended the dare here.

Don't blush Jungkook, it's just her eyes. There's nothing too special about them anyways. I mentally cheer for myself, feeling the heat of determination coursing through my veins. You won't let her win this one for the life of you.

It was as if she sensed my mood switch, and immediately her eyes flashed with determination. Knowing Miyoung, she wasn't going to back down without a fight.

Well Miyoung, give it your best shot.

She shot a small smirk and scooted closer to me, straddling me and wrapping her legs around me. She wraps her hands around my neck.

I feel heat shoot up my neck. "What are you doing?" I ask in a dangerously low tone, not breaking eye contact with her. If I did, I would lose.

I refuse to lose.

"The dare." She smirks down at me.

She brings her hands to my hair and begins to play with it, almost making me lose focus and close my eyes at the sensation of her fingers running through my hair. I gulp, beating myself up to keep steady.

"Jungkookie, have I ever told you how handsome you are?" She coos, looking down at me with an attempt at a flirty smile.

It was obvious that this girl had never flirted with someone before.That nickname was horrendous. Jungkookie? Miyoung, you good? It was still entertaining to watch.

But yet, I still refused to look away. If anything, her eyes were the thing driving me insane, not this attempt at flirting.

I'll give her an A for effort though.

She trails her fingers slowly down the side of my face, tracing my jawline. "So handsome." She whispers.

There goes my fucking heart.

I grit my teeth, hoping she wouldn't hear how fast my heart was beating right now. Unknowingly, I tilt my head to the side to give her more access right now.

Oh how badly I would give to close my eyes right now. But no, I keep my eyes on her, daring her to make me squirm.

She leans down, her teeth grazing my ear. I shiver, hoping she doesn't notice. "You like that?"

Fuck, she noticed.

My breaths started to get heavier as I feel myself slowly losing control.

The world started to blur, my friends barely noticeable as all I could focus on was Miyoung.

She cups my face and smirks at me. "Do I have you going yet?"

Our proximity was so close, the distance getting shorter and shorter. I nervously lick my lips and catch her glance at them quickly before looking back up at me.

I smirk. "What about you?"

Something flashes in her eyes and all she murmurs is a small "Mmm." As she trails her hand up and down my chest. I really hope she doesn't hear my heartbeat.

She grips the hem of my shirt and pulls me closer to her, brushing her lips with mine. I momentarily look at her lips before looking back up at her, feeling every inch of sanity and self-control fly out the window.

"You like what you see, pretty boy?" She whispers, her breath fanning on my lips.

I can't hold back anymore. Sorry, Miyoung, sorry guys, here goes nothing.

In one swift movement, I lay one hand on her waist and the other one on her neck, crashing her lips onto mine. My heart was going out of control, feeling Miyoung's lips on mine as I pulled her closer.

But as quickly as it happened, it quickly ended. Taehyung yanks her away from me and sends her on the ground.

"That's enough of that." He growls, glaring at me with daggers in his eyes.

Miyoung and Seokjin begin to bicker, but the only thing I could think about was Miyoung. Her lips, her eyes, the way her fingers played with my hair, just everything.

I bet my face was flushed as fuck right now.

That was definitely the best five minutes of my life.

I bite my lip to contain my grin but shoot a glare at Taehyung, who was still giving me a nasty look.

One step ahead of you, Taehyung.

"What the fuck was that dude?" Taehyung lightly shoves me, his glare hardening as he whispers under his breath.

"It was a dare, dude," I angrily whisper at him. "I did what any rational, hormonal guy would do in that situation. It seems like you keep forgetting, but I like her too, Tae. Did you really think it would be easy for me to sit back and just watch her do what she was doing to me?"

When he doesn't say anything, I continue. "I tried to keep control, you have no fucking hard it was to keep everything under covers."

He clenches his jaw. "If I wanted to see a fucking sex show, I would've gone to PornHub. I don't need it right in front of me."

I hold back the urge to punch him square in the face right then and there. "Look-"

"Alright, you two stop." Namjoon commands us with a fiery look in his eye. I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest.

I clear my throat and glance at Taehyung. "Taehyung, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to go drown yourself in my pool backyard." I snarl at him, his glare hardening.

Jimin glares at me. "I'll say something. I dare Taehyung to sit on Miyoung for the rest of the game."

Miyoung whines. "Why does every dare have to be with me included?" Her face turns pale as she nervously glances at Taehyung, who also had a nervous look on his face.

Well. There's that.

He hesitantly goes over and sits on her, whispering something in her ear. She nods profusely, her face turning red as she looked uncomfortable with him sitting on her.

I wanted to rip him off of her so badly, let her breathe and pat her back. But knowing Miyoung, she'd send me to the other side of the room. If a challenge wasn't completed, then Miyoung would think of herself as a failure.

As the game goes on, I continuously glare at them, catching Miyoung looking my way a couple of times. Every time we would lock eyes, my thoughts would immediately travel back to the moment we had previously shared.

That moment was the moment I finally figured out something.

There was to be no holding back with Miyoung anymore. I had to go all out. If not, there would be someone to take her away.

Miyoung, I'm not holding back anymore.

I'm coming for you.