chapter thirty one

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it was now well past 1am and the party was still as lively as ever.

everyone was gathered in the kitchen as there was a very intense game of beer pong currently in play.

felix and changbin were walking down the open staircase, trying to make their clothes look presentable, when felix froze and stopped changbin with him.

"is that...?" the pair squinted their eyes as they tried to see the competitors in the kitchen.

"no fucking way." changbin smirked.

on one side of the island was chan with their friends behind him.

but on the other side was jisung with won-jae, siwoo, kun-woo, and hyeon.

the kitchen was packed to the brim with some people going as far as to stand on the kitchen island so they could watch the match.

"what happened to don't get drunk!?" changbin joked as him and felix walked over to their friends.

"chan's not in till late and i think he's using it to his advantage." minho replied.

"jisung is winning by a mile. chan's got three cups left until he loses while jisung has seven." hyunjin smiled as he slung his arms around seungmin.

there was another loud cheer while chan groaned, he downed a cup before repositioning the final two as jisung had instructed.

"come on, baby!" won-jae kissed jisung's cheek in celebration, watching as chan got ready for his next throw.

"honestly it doesn't look very close," jeongin smirked "jisung's only missed one shot since starting the game."

"yes!" chan let out a victory sigh as his ball had landed seamlessly in jisung's middle cup.

jisung held a small smirk before lifting the cup to his lips.

minho didn't know what it was about jisung's smirk, but it had easily sent shivers down his spine.

a bit of the drink had spilt past jisung's lips, causing him to innocently wipe his bottom lip with his thumb.

there was no intent behind jisung's action, but minho was struggling to look away as he felt his whole body shudder.

hyeon had given jisung his white hairband meaning his hair was now completely out of his face.

jisung stuck out his tongue in concentration, slowly leaning forward to throw his ball.

his arms soared into the air as it landed perfectly in chan's cup.

"jisung is killing it!" felix smiled as he looked back at chan who was downing his ninth cup.

"i bet you're loving this, aren't you?" changbin nudged minho as he held a playful smirk.

minho rolled his eyes as he watched jisung's eyes light up as chan's ball bounced off the rim of one of his cups.

siwoo caught it as he held it in front of jisung,
"okay sung," he grinned, "get this and you win."

kun-woo leant into him as he laughed. "you should blow on the ball for luck."

jisung elbowed him slightly as he shook his body to get ready to throw.

"you score this-?" won-jae smirked before leaning into jisung's ear to whisper something.

nobody could hear what he'd said, but jisung's flustered, yet excited, reaction left little to the imagination.

jisung leant forward as he threw his ball.

the room burst into cheers as it landed perfectly into chan's final cup.

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