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The bond fire crackles as we all gather around it, watching the flames.
Laughter and cheering can be heard as we all cheers to the new years. All of the couples pairing up to share a new years kiss as the others just hug their friends.
JJ wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. I turn my head so I can see him and smile.
He leans down to quickly peck my lips making me want to pull him in for more. But since we just met tonight, I contain myself.
My arms circle around his midsection so i'm hugging him back.
"You cold?" He asks looking down at me. I shake my head, admiring the way the fire reflects into his face and his pale skin that i'm sure is deliciously tan in the summertime.
"No i'm good." I tell him and he nods, taking a swig of his beer and turning his attention back to the fire.
John B stand next to us, making out. Pope sits across from us talking to Kiara about something and Topper comes back from his beer run with three cases.
Pope notices him struggling so he stands up and walks over to help him. Kiara stands up as well and goes over to the wagon to grab a blanket. She wraps it around herself and walks over to get a new beer.
Everyone is starting to get drunk or already is and the fire is still going steady, telling me we'll be here a while.
"What time do you wanna leave?" JJ asks me, offering his beer for me to drink. I shake my head and he nods.
"I don't know. In an hour maybe?" I tell him. Since JJ is too drunk to drive, I offered to take him home. He was originally gonna take me but he drank a little too much so I offered to drive us since I know how to ride a motorcycle.
"Mm." He hums. "Tell me if you change your mind." He tells me, kissing the side of my neck softly. I laugh wiggling away from him a bit because of the ticklish feeling. He lets out a small chuckle as well and squeezes my hip.
Commotion from behind us takes us out of our peaceful state and makes us turn around. Kiara is breathing heavy and clutching the blanket that has fallen off her shoulders to her body.
