Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen

𖤈 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕: 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆

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.