Lazy Lad || Murasakibara Atsushi [Rewritten]

08. Truth Or Dare?

You walked together into the house, side by side. The party wasn't extravagant, but it had a cozy, beautiful vibe. Blue fairy lights dimly lit the room, and soft music floated in the air. A small table in the corner held drinks—cola and orange juice—and a few trays of simple snacks. Around 10–15 people were scattered across the room, most in pairs, looking like couples.

It wasn't some high-end celebration, but it felt just as good—maybe even better—than a fancy party. Murasakibara and Himuro led you and Nezuko to their team captain to introduce you.

"Oh, Atsushi! So this is the girl you were crying about?" the tall, muscular guy said with a teasing nudge to Murasakibara's arm. You blinked, startled. Crying? You turned to look at Murasakibara in surprise, but he groaned in defense. "I wasn't crying!" He replied. "Yes, you were," the captain teased again, laughing. You laughed too. Watching the tall boy who often refused emotions get teased like that—it was oddly adorable. 

Eventually, Murasakibara tugged your wrist and led you toward the snack table. "What do you want to eat?" he asked casually. "Fries will work for now."You replied. "What? Just fries? There's meat right here!" He groaned. "I'll start with light food." You replied with a chuckle. "Whatevaaa," he said with a lazy eye roll. 

You grabbed your fries and walked to an empty table with him. You noticed Himuro and Nezuko settling down at a nearby table, purposely giving you space. 

"So, how do you like the party?" he asked, munching a piece of meat. "It's nice. I'm loving it so far." You replied. "It's not as good as the prom night though. They had better snacks." He added his opinion. "All you ever care about is snacks!" You teased. "Of course. Priorities." He paused before adding, "Well, there's a dance afterwards. You can look forward to that."

"Really? That's great!" Your eyes sparkled. You two kept chatting between bites until the team captain suddenly called out, "Alright, people! Truth or Dare time!" You grinned with excitement, but Murasakibara groaned beside you. Still, he followed the group as everyone gathered into a circle.

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The bottle spun and landed on Himuro. "Truth or dare?" the captain asked. "Truth." The captain smirked. "The beautiful girl you're here with... is she your girlfriend?" The group erupted with whistles and teasing laughter. You turned to Nezuko—her face was redder than a tomato. You couldn't help but giggle. "Not yet," Himuro replied coolly, and the teasing only got louder. Nezuko practically melted beside him, trying not to pass out.

The bottle continued spinning. Laughter echoed. Dares and truths were exchanged—some silly, some bold—until eventually, it landed on you. "Truth or dare?" the captain asked, locking eyes with you. You hesitated for a second, but you wanted to look brave. "Dare," you said. He raised a brow and smirked. "Alright. But if you fail, you'll have to drink two full glasses of soda." You nodded. "Fair enough."

"Kiss Atsushi. Right now." The words echoed in your ears like a firecracker. You froze. Did he just—? Your eyes widened. You wanted to look at Murasakibara, but you couldn't. You were too fluttered, too nervous. Yet you could feel his gaze locked on you. And he wasn't saying anything. He wasn't objecting. He wasn't stopping it. It almost felt like... He wanted you to.

The crowd started chanting, "Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him!" But instead of leaning in, you reached for the soda. You could barely hear the groans of disappointment over your racing heart as you downed the first glass... then the second. 

The taste burned your throat, but it gave you a way out. Once the game moved on, you quietly stood up. "Excuse me," you mumbled and hurried toward the washroom—your stomach full of food and soda, your heart even fuller with chaos. You didn't look back.