sojutracks on your skin | taegi 🔞

part 2/?

The first few rounds were easy, innocent. It were the regular rules that Taehyung knew.

2 - give out drinks.

Queen - switch drinks.

5 - all the guys drink.

8 - choose a drinking mate.

Basically, it was a lot of drinking. Taehyung soon felt the effects of the alcohol on his body.

They were giggling and teasing, Taehyung threw himself against Namjoon in a fit of laughter when Hoseok drew a 7 and had to spin the bottle. It pointed at Seokjin and they shared one of the most awkward kisses Taehyung had ever seen, Seokjin was quick to continue with his turn.

Then, Jungkook pulled a 4. Usually, that would mean that all the girls drink, at least as per regular rules. Here, Taehyung was startled when Jimin sat up quickly from where he was draped over Jungkook's lap and everybody started to pull at their clothes... taking them off?

Taehyung just watched, confused as they all discarded a piece of clothing - a shirt, jacket, belt or shoe. In their inebriated state, they were struggling; Hoseok's arm caught in the sleeve of his jacket, Jimin was sitting on the flannel Jungkook had wrapped around his waist, preventing him from taking it off.

It made them all giggle madly and Taehyung still wasn't sure what was going on.

"Take a shot, Taehyung-ssi."

Yoongi's quiet but imposing voice broke Taehyung out of his confused reverie. He met Yoongi's eyes over the table that was separating them, and a blush rose to his cheeks.

He had tried his best to act as inconspicuous as possible in front of him, trying to hide just how much he was into Yoongi. But whenever it was Yoongi's turn to play, Taehyung was glad for the excuse to openly look.

He had only ever seen Yoongi on campus, never spoken to him. Yoongi's presence intimidated him - he was hot, sure, but he was also witty and clever and his deep, calm voice was just pure sin. Taehyung felt weak when he chuckled or inhaled sharply before he spoke. He drank soju like it was water and his lips glistened with the tracks the alcohol left.

And - probably worst of all - he was leaning back on the couch, his legs spread widely. His lap looked really fucking inviting like that. Taehyung wished he was shameless enough to just settle down in it.

Yoongi was looking at him with a smirk on his lips, twirling the cap he had taken off on his finger.

While everybody else had been struggling to get rid of a piece of clothing - which was apparently the rule for the 4 Jungkook had drawn - Yoongi had simply taken off his hat and fuck . He was so hot like that, taking a sip of his drink and staring Taehyung down. Taehyung gulped.

"You were the last one to take a piece of clothing off, Taehyung-ah."