𓍯 𝐬𝐤𝐳 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

ꗃ ⋆ ࣪ . time for a bit of improvision » smut

warning; non-sexual bondage turned sexual lololol, uh oh boner alert!, a lotta smoochin, handjob, oral (m rec), humiliation maybe, almost getting caught, sexual favors, frenemies2???, sexual tension dun dun dunnnnn, sub!seungmin i think but he's a fucking brat

ozone - chase atlantic
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"are you actually fucking serious?"

jisung hisses. "what a shame. someone go grab the belt!"

both felix and seungmin scramble off the floor at the same time. ryujin catches seungmin's ankle and tugs him back down as felix dashes upstairs. he bitches and moans, being held down by you two until the belt is retrieved.

anyone would think with how strategic and intelligent seungmin is that he would be able to win a simple game of monopoly. the game is literally about stealing shit from the other players and gaining money. and you all agreed that whoever had the least amount of money by the end of it had to stay tied to a chair for an hour while the others do whatever they want.

everyone was frozen in shock for a second when they saw how many paper dollars their friend had. even seungmin couldn't believe it.

now as you and ryujin are wrestling him into the wooden chair and jeongin is using his expert tying skills, he's still stuck physically and mentally.

"go get the sharpies," you say to jisung. seungmin groans and all of you laugh while jisung starts his hunt for the markers.

"i can't believe you lost," felix says.

"you were doing so good at first!" ryujin pulls out her phone and snaps a few pictures, which seungmin rolls his eyes to.

"i was doing good until someone had to steal the properties i was going for." he glares you down and you give him a sly smirk.

"worth it," you remark.

jisung comes back and runs a hand through his hair as he says, "um, guys— i can't find any sharpies."

jeongin squints at him. "just get some regular markers then?"

"that's the thing... i don't have any of those either."

"you don't have any markers?" you question. "how do you do your grocery lists then?"

he holds up his phone and smiles sheepishly.

"typical gen-z behavior," ryujin scoffs.

"oh, please, you're more gen-z than anyone here," jisung says. "fucking aries and year of the snake."

"why don't we go buy some then?" felix suggests. everyone agrees and stands up, leaving the game laid out on the floor of jisung's living room.

"wait, someone has to stay here and babysit," jeongin points out. seungmin complains in the background.

you sigh and hold a hand up. "i'll stay."

"are you sure?" felix asks.

you nod. "yep. go to cvs or something, buy some colorful markers."

you all exchange goodbyes and seungmin doesn't answer a single one of them, instead grumbling and staring anywhere else. all that's left is the loser and the reason for his downfall.

"so, how's it feel?" you grin.

"don't try me. my legs are still free and ready to kick your ass."

you laugh and a seat on the floor in front of him, starting to pack up the board game. "listen, it was felix who was in charge of the bank and he's the one who took his job very seriously."