Yugyeom spun the bottle first.

"Jimin... truth or dare?"

The blond smiled. "Truth."

"Lame—

"Shut up," Jimin interrupted Hoseok before he could say anything.

"Okay, spill your biggest kink."

Jimin blushed by that question, his eyes landing on Yoongi, who waited, with an amused look. "Euh... probably.. praising?"

"Good to know," Yoongi chuckled , to which Jimin nudged him, whining embarrassingly.

Taehyung laughed a little. He used to love playing truth or dare. He loved playing it with Jeongguk when the two still were younger. Now he just gets nervous, especially when playing it with people he doesn't really know.

Jimin spun the bottle next.

"Jeongguk! Truth or Dare?"

Taehyung's eyes landed on him surprised. Jeongguk was still sitting on that chair, his arms crossed over his chest, as he man spread. Him and his stupid thigh muscles.

"Dare," Jeongguk said, the hot confidence not letting show any sign of nervousness. Taehyung admired that, feeling also a little envy towards the ravenette's ability to never show any sign of nerves.

"Damn, I wished you picked truth," Jimin grumbled under his breath, locking his eyes with Taehyung and winking towards him. The younger of the two felt his heart speeding up, being thankful that Jeongguk picked dare, so that whatever Jimin had planned on asking wouldn't be happening.

"I dare you to sing a dirty song!" Jimin suddenly said, making the room cheer.

Jeongguk let out a small laugh and it was the first time his smile was shown that evening. "Okay euhm.." and then he began singing, in a way clearly no one expected him to sing.

No one, besides Taehyung, who grew up with Jeongguk singing him to sleep almost every night up until a year ago. He was surprised to hear Jeongguk still sounding the same, sending a wave of goosebumps over his skin, intensifying the nostalgia he was feeling inside.

Taehyung felt his body shivering as Jeongguk sung 'Pillow talk' by Zayn, a song everyone in the circle knew. Yes it is a dirty song, but young Taehyung and young Jeongguk used to blare out their lungs to this song with only ten years of age.

"You... can sing?" Hoseok's voice was the first thing that stroke through the silence once Jeongguk was done with his singing.

"Yeah, it's been a long time since I sung in front of people."

He looked straight to Taehyung.

The blond felt his heartbeat speed up, but he looked away from Jeongguk, crossing his arms as if he wasn't affecting him at all. Oh, he definitely was though.

"Dude, how'd you learn that? Your voice is heavenly," BamBam dead panned, sipping on his cup of alcohol.

"I..." Hesitation was shown in his gestures, but still no nervousness. " I used to sing to someone from time to time."

Taehyung's heart jumped by that. Even more when the room began cheering, Hoseok whistling, BamBam and Yugyeom 'ooohh-ing' and the rest looking at Jeongguk expectantly.

"Someone special?" Jin mocked and Taehyung felt like cowering into a corner and not coming out. He couldn't look to Jeongguk, but he knows the ravenette was looking in his direction.

Up till now, this party was going much to Taehyung's favor and he was feeling comfortable. But Jeongguk has to ruin it, right?

"Euhm yes... next one." Jeongguk spun the bottle.

Euhm yes? Taehyung really wanted to slap that bunny's teeth out of his face. Why did he leave then? Taehyung doesn't feel as special as Jeongguk just portrayed him to be. He felt like nothing to the older, like nothing but a mere memory that he left behind.

And so twenty more minutes passed. It was Taehyung's turn once, where he picked truth and had to tell the others what colour his underwear was, which wasn't as tragic as it was simply black.

And now, the bottle stopped at him again. "Truth or Dare?" Namjoon spoke, looking hazy and a little off track, after getting a one minute palming session from Seokjin, whose dare that was. Taehyung was happy when he got spared from a dare or question like this earlier, but it was exactly the reason he was so nervous whenever the bottle landed on him.

"Ehm, I pick dare."

It turned out to be the worst decision ever.

"Sit on Jeongguk's lap throughout the whole game."

This evening took a total turn now. He heard a gasp from Jimin, a shuffle from Yoongi, but the rest was blended out as his eyes locked with Jeongguk's, right after Namjoon spoke out that question.

"O-okay," he got up, even though he'd rather stay rooted to his place, than to sit down on the thighs that he had cursed out earlier.

"Are you okay with this?" Taehyung asked as he stood in front of Jeongguk. The ravenette gave him an expression Taehyung couldn't quite identify, but it seemed approving, when Jeongguk closed his legs to make seating room.

A blush spread on Taehyung's cheeks as he turned around, and let himself sit on Jeongguk, as far on the front as possible, meaning almost only his knees, which was uncomfortable as hell, but better than sitting completely on the older's lap.

"I said on his lap, not his knees," Namjoon scoffed though and Taehyung helplessly looked around.

He took a deep breath, moving more down Jeongguk's thighs, until he could feel the older's breath against his nape, making him shiver.

Jeongguk's thighs were warm and the muscles felt just like Taehyung had imagined them— perfect. Soft enough to be a pillow, hard enough to crush someone. Oh god, imagine being between Jeongguk's thighs—

Taehyung quickly stopped his thoughts, internally panicking as the game went on. He was sitting on Jeongguk's lap. HE WAS SITTING ON HIS LAP.

"Don't touch me," Taehyung spat to Jeongguk, although he internally questioned how it would be to have Jeongguk's hands wrapped around his skin.

Taehyung tensed once again.

"Can't promise anything if you keep moving like this," Jeongguk rasped and Taehyung froze on the spot, stopped moving.

"I-I'm gonna be careful."

The game continued, but Taehyung couldn't focus on anything that was happening, blending all the voices around him out.

A gasp left him, when Jeongguk began tipping his leg, make the blond bounce a little, something inside of him stirring. He wanted to tell Jeongguk to stop, but out of shock, no words were able to leave his lips, so he stayed quiet, let Jeongguk do what he wants. Why was he feeling so damn nervous?

"Yoongi, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Give Jimin a hickey."

... It's the way Taehyung was literally perceiving only half of what was happening, the rest of his concentration being on what Jeongguk was doing. He couldn't help but let a small whimper escape his lips, which made him freeze on the spot. He just hoped Jeongguk didn't hear that, but seeing as the older's leg stopped shortly, Taehyung closed his eyes in embarrassment.

"Jeongguk, your turn."

The mention of the name finally made Taehyung focus again and he was so glad that Jeongguk also got distracted from his embarrassing whimper. Jeongguk stopped moving his leg and Taehyung immediately missed that feeling for some reason.

Jeongguk cleared his throat. "Truth."

"One of your biggest secrets?"

"Like one in general, or one that you don't know of?"

"How many secrets do you have, dude?"

Although Taehyung couldn't see him, he felt Jeongguk's eyes on the back of his head.

"There are enough." He shrugged.

"Dude, then just spill one you told only a few people." BamBam pushed.

"Okay, okay.. Probably my biggest is liking boys, only Yoongi knew this."

Taehyung's body became rigid. What? He thought Jeongguk liked girls only? He had a girlfriend three years ago, no?

"Bruh, never expected that. So you bi?" Yugyeom asked.

There was no way...

Taehyung finally turned his head to look at Jeongguk, their eyes locking.

"I'm definitely gay," Jeongguk responded, watching Taehyung's pupils dilate.

"That was... a bomb, I thought you'd be the one to get all the girls in school."

Taehyung thought the same.

Jeongguk shrugged, looking away from Taehyung. "Nope. Yoongz can you spin the bottle for me?" he then asked, because it would be difficult to bend down and spin the bottle with a drop-dead gorgeous blond sitting in his lap.

Taehyung still looked at him for a little while, before turning back to look forward, not knowing what to do with this information.

"Why did you never tell me?" He asked quietly, only hearable for him and the ravenette in whose lap he was sitting, while the others continued to play.

"Had no reasons to tell you," Jeongguk said and Taehyung wished he hadn't asked by the tone the older used. They used to be best friend... of course he had a reason.

"O-okay, I'm sorry." Arghh, why did he apologize? And why is he so shy all of a sudden?

Once again he froze because of Jeongguk. While the game of Truth or Dare continued, Taehyung felt two warm palms come to rest on his waist. His whole body filled with goosebumps, feeling Jeongguk's face close to his ear. "It's fine," he whispered.

Taehyung didn't know what was the right thing to do. Get up, right? Get up or tell Jeongguk to stop. But he remained seated, while it felt like literal fire settled on the littlest spot Jeongguk touched.

"What are you doing?" His shaky voice managed to ask.

"Do you want me to stop?" Jeongguk asked back.

Thousands of questions ran through Taehyung's mind. What was happening?

"I told you to not touch me.." he mumbled quietly.

A deep chuckle from behind reached his ears, a shiver running down his spine. "I told you I can't promise you that."

These dirty mind games. He can't help to feel flustered, a little confused too, by what Jeongguk was doing and the way he was doing it. And he couldn't deny the fact that he kind of liked it— but Jeongguk was still him.

He was still the asshole of a best friend who hurt Taehyung to the core, without being able to name a reason. It hurts.

"Stop," he spoke calmly at first, but Jeongguk didn't comply, keeping his hands on place.

"Or what?" The older challenged.

Confusion sparked Taehyung. Does Jeongguk think this is a game? It made him just even more pissed at the ravenette.

"I hate you," Taehyung spat and wanted to get up, but the two muscular arms around his waist stopped him and he fell back onto Jeongguk's lap, his back crashing with older's chest.

"It's your dare, you can't cheat," Jeongguk's raw voice rumbled into Taehyung's ear, he sat completely frozen. None of the other boys was even noticing what was going on.

"Let me go," Taehyung spoke through gritted teeth, disliking the fact that he liked sitting on Jeongguk like that and feelings his strong arms wrapped around him, his chest against his back.

Taehyung tried to move Jeongguk's hands away from his tummy, but the older, being stronger, caught his wrists and pinned them down.

Taehyung felt shocked, why the hell didn't Jeongguk just let him go? "What do you want?"

"I don't want you to fight against me,"

"Why should I? Why are you suddenly being like this, just fucking continue to ignore m—"

"Taehyung! Truth or Dare?!" Hoseok's voice interrupted the two.

Taehyung flinched lightly and all eyes fell to him. He just hopes they won't think something about the way Jeongguk was holding him, but seeing by Jimin's and Yoongi's faces, they were already thinking something.

He sighed.

"Truth."

"Who would you most likely want to kiss in this room?"