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- PDWTG (2) -

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San, already tipsy and swaying on his feet, nearly toppled over Yunho in his excitement. "Ooo, let's play!" he exclaimed, his voice loud and eager.

Yunho chuckled, steadying San with a gentle hand on his cheek. "Careful, doll. You're already super drunk, and any quick movements might make you throw up."San blinked up at Yunho, his eyes wide and innocent, a small pout forming on his lips. The affection between them was almost palpable, a softness that contrasted with the wild energy of the night.

"This is going to be a disaster," Jongho muttered, rubbing his temples as if he could already feel the impending headache. He flinched when Mingi nudged him, a teasing grin on his face.

"Think of it this way," Mingi whispered, leaning close. "Depending on how the questions go, you might just get some alone time with Hongjoong hyung."

Jongho's eyes widened, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to find a response. His cheeks flushed a deep red, and he finally managed to stammer, "Shut it!" before shoving Mingi away with a playful punch. Mingi's loud, crow-like scream of laughter echoed through the room, drawing everyone's attention.

"What's going on?" Hongjoong asked, turning to face the commotion next to him.

"Nothing, nothing! Let's, uh... let's just start," Jongho mumbled, his face still burning with embarrassment. His heart pounded in his chest as he avoided Hongjoong's curious gaze, hoping the game would distract everyone from his slip-up.

Seonghwa stretched leisurely before rising from his spot, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I'll go grab the Jenga," he said, his voice smooth and relaxed. He moved with a casual grace, his footsteps soft against the patio floor as he slipped back inside the house.

Hongjoong, still lounging comfortably, glanced at the empty liquor bottles scattered around them. With a playful sigh, he pushed himself up. "We're going to need more drinks and snacks. Wooyoung-ah, come help me," he called, a subtle note of mischief in his tone.

Wooyoung nodded, though his movements were slow and unsteady, the effects of the alcohol and weed making the world spin just a little too much. He pressed his hands against the ground for stability before finally rising to his feet. As he swayed slightly, he reached out, fingers brushing against Hongjoong's hand before gripping it for balance. Hongjoong chuckled softly, steadying him as they headed inside.

They passed by Seonghwa, who was already on his way back outside, the Jenga box tucked under his arm, a fresh assortment of snacks in hand. His eyes flickered briefly toward Wooyoung, a knowing smile dancing on his lips before he continued past them.

Once inside, with the door clicking shut behind them, Hongjoong turned to Wooyoung, his expression shifting into something more calculating. A smirk curled his lips as he leaned casually against the counter, eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, you've got a thing for Mingi, don't you?"

Wooyoung's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widening as he quickly tried to mask his surprise. "H-hyung, what are you talking about?" he stammered, attempting to feign ignorance, but the flush creeping up his neck betrayed him.

Hongjoong's smirk deepened, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "Come on, Woo. I'm not blind. I've seen the way you've been sticking close to him lately. You've practically been glued to his side. Why didn't you tell me?" He added a playful whine to his voice, his eyes narrowing with mock reproach.

Wooyoung shifted uncomfortably, his fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt as he hesitated. "I...I don't know," he admitted softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't think I stood a chance with him... He's so intimidating, but..." His voice trailed off as he bit his lip, a blush coloring his cheeks. "But he's so fucking hot..." he finished in a whine, sliding onto a nearby barstool. He ran a hand through his long black hair, pushing it back from his face in frustration.