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"you know her?" he asked, pointing to you.
"you know him?" you asked, pointing to him.
"you guys know each other...?"
"no," the two of you said in sync, looking away from each other.
"oh...kay?" she turns to the person that she was talking to before (who happened to be konoha).
"truth or dare?" she asks.
"uh.. truth."
yukie thought for a bit, but couldn't think of anything. "uhhh, someone help me out on this."
a tall, blonde glasses-wearing boy that stood behind konoha volunteered. "who was the last person you slept with?"
the teens crowding around surrounded them with 'oooh's.
"can i switch to dare?"
kenma, who was sitting on the table, laughed at him. "nope, not how the game works, champ."
"i should've just asked..." yukie muttered under her breath.
he turned his head and looked at the girl sitting next to him. "the last and only person that i slept with... was yukie."
a few people cheered for them, and a few people let out 'aww's.
konoha looked straight at you and smirked. "truth or dare?"
you looked a little nervous to answer. "i'll go easy on you," he said.
"dare."
you didn't want to risk your secrets getting out.
"i dare you to take another shot," he says, pushing over a shot-glass full of vodka to you.
you thought to yourself, "it's fine, i'm barely even drunk" and picked up the shot to down it as fast as you could, hoping you don't get alcohol poisoning. you looked above you to see if anyone was standing behind you so you didn't have to ask rintarou a question, and just to your luck, it was atsumu.
"truth or dare?"
"dare."
you thought for a bit, "i dare you to kiss the most attractive person playing the game - with consent please."
he looked around at everyone and then back at you. you didn't realise what he was doing, then you did. he grabbed your face gently and you looked up. "can i?" he asked.
"it would be suspicious if i said no, right?" you thought. "and it would probably embarrass him..."
"i- uh..." you stuttered. you nodded a yes before he kissed you. right there, in front of your boyfriend.
"was that her first kiss?" you heard yukie whisper to konoha.
you weren't expecting atsumu to do that, not at all. looking next to you, you saw that rintarou was clenching his jaw and glaring at atsumu.
everyone was either whistling or cheering atsumu on - everyone but suna.
"sunarin, truth or-?"
"dare." he interrupted. i guess he had the same idea as you.
"someone's eager" you commented quietly. he shoved your shoulder gently and you giggled.
"i dare you to pull the finest person here onto your lap - again, with consent of course."
without hesitation he asks you, "y/n, do you consent to sit on my lap?"
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[✓] 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄 . suna rintarou
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