My Passionate Lover

Spin The Bottle

⚠️A little little tiki icky in this just incase your uncomfortable ⚠️

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We are here with the evening sun cast a warm glow over the quiet suburban street, bathing the houses in a soft, golden light. 

The chirping of the birds grew distant as the evening drew closer, hinting at the secrets it would soon hold. In one such house, a solitary figure stood by the window, watching the world outside with a contemplative gaze. Hiromi felt his heart race as he stared at the invitation in his hand. It was a simple piece of paper, but it held the promise of a night that could either be the best or the worst of his life. 

The words "You're Invited!" were scribbled in glittery ink, the kind that Hana, his best friend, always used. He knew that glitter was her way of saying she had planned something special, but he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that bubbled in his stomach. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. It was just a party, after all. Just a bunch of friends getting together to have some fun. But the memory of the rumors that had been floating around school about the games they might play made his palms sweat. 

Spin the bottle, they had whispered. The very thought- 

(Author)-Wait!😂 lemme breath!.

The very thought of it made his cheeks burn with embarrassment. The doorbell rang, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked at the clock and realized it was time to go. With a sigh, he tucked the invitation into his pocket and headed for the door. Hana's wide grin greeted him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You ready?" she asked, her voice full of mischief. As they walked to the party, the anticipation grew like a storm cloud in the pit of his stomach. 

What if the bottle spun and pointed to him? Would he have the courage to kiss someone?.

The party was already in full swing when they arrived. He followed Hana through the little crowded living room, trying to ignore the glances thrown his way. He knew he was the ugly nerdy kid, the one everyone talked about in whispers, the one who didn't quite fit in. The game of spin the bottle was announced with a shriek of excitement from one of Hana's mates. It wasn't even surprising Akito was even there. Guess he is trying new things out. A hush fell over the room as the bottle was placed in the center of the circle. He felt his stomach ached as the rules were explained.

 It was his worst nightmare coming to life. After a few short rounds he watched as Akito spun the bottle around, the room blurring into a kaleidoscope of colors around it. When it finally came to a stop, the room gasped. The bottle pointed straight at him. His cheeks burned as the laughter grew louder, the giggles echoing in his ears. Hana looked at him with a mix of pity and amusement while everyone was expecting Akito to kiss Hiromi but before she could, Akito, stepped forward.

 "Let's go, Hiro," Akito said, his voice low and gentle. He led him through the crowded room, the whispers and snickers following them like a shadow. 

His heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing with dread and confusion. They entered a small side room, the door clicking shut behind them, leaving them in a cocoon of relative quiet..

                                                 ~Silence~