SEHUN'S POV
I took the beer can before she could bring it to her lips.
"Do you really want to drink more?", I asked. "You already drunk three cans", I said. I thought it was going to be funnier. I thought she was going to jump into my arms and begged me to undress her. Then the fun would have begun. But she was just giggling stupidly and she wasn't paying attention to me. It wasn't fun at all.
"You're such a party pooper! Why are you not drinking?", she asked tripping over her tongue.
"I don't like just drinking. I need an incentive to do it", I replied.
"Like what?", she asked curious. So she was paying attention now. That was the moment I was waiting for. I smiled to myself.
"I don't know... like playing beer pong for example", I said nonchalantly.
"I don't know what that is", she simply replied as she took another beer can, returning to her previous state of not paying attention to me. What the heck? That girl didn't know how lucky she was. She had the glorious Oh Sehun beside her and she preferred to drink. Many girls would kill for being in her position. But that was going to change. I'll have her eating right out of my hand.
"I can teach you if you want", I said. Still no answer. That girl was frustrating. "It's a drinking game... I'll drink with you too", I continued. Then she left the beer can and looked at me.
"You're going to drink too?", she asked. I nodded smirking. "Ok then", she replied. I took some plastic cups and a ping pong ball that I had bought 'completely by coincidence' and began to place them on the table.
"Ok, all you have to do is shooting the ping pong ball into my cups. If your ball gets into the cup, I'll drink the beer. If you make me drink all my cups, then you win", I explained.
"It's easy, right?", I said. She didn't look much convinced. "Let's just try a little first", I said. I failed my first shoot on purpose. I wanted her to believe she could win but she wasn't making it easy. She was so bad at that.
After what seemed like an eternity, she had managed to eliminate three of my cups while she had still all her cups intact. She looked so confident... It was the moment to make a move.
"You know what would it be much better?", I said casually. "If we bet something", I continued.
"A bet?", she asked.
"You know, like the winner can ask the loser to do something", I replied.
"Like washing the dishes?", she asked. Gosh, she was so innocent.
"Yes, that could be fine. Or... the loser could be the slave of the winner for a day. You know, 'he' can wash the dishes, make breakfast...", I replied. I emphasized the word 'he.' I was letting her assume that I was going to be her slave. I was offering myself. And she fell for it. She seemed so excited.

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