BAZ
"This is the stupidest idea you lot have ever had, and you certainly have done some very stupid stupid things," I say. I don't know why I agreed to this. We are sitting, forming a circle, in the middle of an empty classroom. Snow is seated directly across from me. Great , now I have full sight of him, to increase my torment.
"You're free to go if you want to," he says.
"We were here before you arrived. I'm not moving," I protest.
"Come on Baz, let's play. It will be fun!" Dev pleads. Damn traitor.
"Okay, so which game should we play?" the pixie asks.
"Never have I ever," Wellbelove says, nonchalantly, as if she's done this sort of thing many times.
Everybody agrees. I curse.
"Does everybody know how this works?" Snow asks, and they all look at me.
"'Course I do, I'm not daft," I sneer.
Niall fills eight glasses of whisky and passes one to each of us.
Bunce casts " Fair and square! " so no one can cheat.
"Let's start, then," Wellbelove says."Simon?"
"Never have I ever smoked," he says.
I shrug and take a good sip of my glass. It tastes awful but fuck if I'm going to let them think I can't hold a drink. Wellbelove drinks, too.
"Never have I ever told a lie," Bunce says.
Everybody drinks. What a surprise.
It's Dev's turn. "Never have I ever kissed someone of the same sex."
As expected, the pixie and her girlfriend take a sip, giggling. Wellbelove drinks as if nothing's the matter and Bunce looks at her, curious.
"What?" she says, "I kiss my Normal friends on a regular basis, it's not that big of a deal."
"You've never kissed me." Bunce argues.
"Well, you're not Normal, are you?
"I don't see what my not being Normal has to do with kissing."
"Nevermind, Penny, it's a normal thing, okay?"
Niall discreetly reaches for his glass. Of course we all see it, since none of us is blind. (Except maybe Snow.) (That would actually explain a lot of things.)
Dev looks at Niall expectantly, silently asking for an explanation.
"Don't wanna talk about it," he snaps. And the game continues.
"Never have I ever had a one-sided crush," Niall says.
I freeze. At least mentally, because my body has different plans. My hand moves against my will and reaches for the glass. Might as well drink, then. I'm starting to feel tipsy. Shit . I look up at Snow, who is also staring at me, through his own glass. WHAT? Oh, right, Wellbelove. They're not together anymore. When he's done drinking he asks "So, who's your crush, Baz?
I blush. Fuck. This can't possibly get worse.
"None of your fucking business," I snap. It's my turn."Never have I ever had sex," I say. Because I'm a masochist.
Snow keeps staring at me. He's not drinking. He's not drinking. Not. Drinking.
I feel myself spacing out from the conversation around me. Must be the alcohol.
The game seems to be continuing because I find myself drinking again, involuntarily. All I can see are blue eyes. Bronze curls.
Simon
Baz is getting drunk. I can tell. His cheeks are reddish. I've never seen him like this. Can vampires even get drunk? I guess so.
I can't keep my eyes off him. He can't keep his eyes off me. What is he planning? Whatever his evil scheme is, he won't catch me by surprise.
"Never have I ever plotted to kill someone," I say. My eyes fixed on Baz. But he doesn't drink. He doesn't even seem to be following the game anymore. Sometimes he drinks but doesn't seem to notice or care. He just keeps staring at me. And I keep staring at him. I won't let him win this battle. Because this is a battle. Right?
Some rounds afterwards, Baz says, "Never have I ever kissed one of my lover's moles." Merlin, what kind of question is this? No one drinks. Not even Agatha. I can feel Baz's gaze on my left cheek. I have a mole there. Okay, I can play this game too. He won't lure me into his plan.
I wait until my turn to say, "Never have I ever slipped my fingers through my lover's smooth and dark hair." I'd say I've never thought of doing that to Baz before. But I guess that would be a lie.
Baz looks surprised. Ha. Didn't see that one coming, did you?
"Never have I ever licked someone's cheek," he says. It's not even his turn.
"Never have I ever sucked someone's lips," I follow.
"Never have I ever grabbed someone by their shirt's collar and snogged them senseless," Baz replies.
"Never have I ever clenched my fist in someone's hair while kissing the living hell out of them." Okay, I don't know where that came from, but it works. Baz's eyes go wild.
"Guys, this is not funny anymore," Penny announces. "We're leaving."
I don't care to help cleaning up. Neither does Baz. Once we're alone, I stand up and walk towards him, our eyes still locked. "Baz," I say. "You're wasted."
"Am not," he retorts. But then he tries to stand up and trips, stumbling onto me. I grab him by his shoulders.
"This is embarrassing, Snow." He is so close I can smell his breath.
I shrug.
"Never have I ever kissed Simon Snow," Baz whispers into my mouth, our lips almost touching.
I close the distance and kiss him. First soft and tentative. Then desperate and sloppy. I push him into the wall and clench my fists in his hair. I finally have him where I want.
BAZ
I don't know what's happening. I may have drunk way too much because I'm hallucinating. Simon bloody Snow is kissing me. I take him by the back of his neck and lose myself in the kiss.
SIMON
I separate my mouth from his. I move my head back a few inches and make him reach for my lips.
BAZ
I reach for him. I don't have much control over my actions right now, but I'd do it anyway. Crowley, I need to stop. I don't want to hurt him.
It takes all my strength to pull back.
"Simon..." I say. "Room."
SIMON
I take Baz to our room. He is so drunk he can't even walk without my help.
I start the water of the shower and put him in. He grabs my wrist and pulls me into a wet kiss, cold water running onto us.
"Snow," he says after a while. "You're ruining my clothes."
"I... uh..." Merlin, he's gorgeous. "Sorry," I say, but don't stop the water. Because a soaked Baz is a better Baz.
BAZ
I stop the water and take this imbecile out of the shower. I spell our clothes dry and we collapse on my bed.
I put an arm around him and kiss a mole on his neck. I rest my head there. I never want to wake up from this dream.
SIMON
I run my fingers through his hair. It's smoother than what I had imagined. Why had I imagined that?
I watch him sleep until I fall asleep, too. I can't wait to kiss him again tomorrow
