My first wattpad request from GlamArmyGirl93: 'Could I have a SugaKookieHope plus reader fluff with hint of smut?' Everyone is just friends in this one, no specific relationship
Third Person P.O.V.
You carefully arranged each aspect of your household within the span of three days. You were getting your home ready for your three friends to come over and you were a little nervous to say the very least. This would be the first time any of your friends will have been to your house. Sure you had been to all of theirs, but that was easy to say since they lived together... with the addition of a few other people. Your three best friends were—surprisingly enough—males. But what was even more surprising was the fact that they were all idols.
So naturally, when you offered to let them hang out at your house for a friendly game night—something you haven't done in a really long time—you weren't even thinking about how messy your home was. You lived alone, so there wasn't any real need for you to be neat or have a tidy home... until now.
Luckily, you had learned to organize homes for other people when you were younger, so cleaning up was a cinch. You had made sure to remove embarrassing photos, put dirty clothes in the hamper, dirty dishes in the dishwasher, stack books, papers, and magazines neatly, and make sure that the furniture was neatly placed. You were making snacks for everyone when your doorbell was rung. You rushed to meet whomever it was, excitedly unlocking the door and opening it.
"Y/n!" the three of them shouted in unison, all in a wide range of tones; from a deep half-excited projection, to a nasal, almost annoying screech, to a perfectly delicate, yet still masculine lilt. They all stood next to each other in your doorway, looking at your cute, black little apron with pink trim (which Jin had made for you in his spare time because he knows that you love to cook nearly as much as he does [and you returned the favor by making him an apron from a darker shade of pink, displaying black polka dots and trim]). When they were done admiring your adorable choice of attire, you allowed them to step inside, telling them that the snacks were almost ready and that they should make themselves at home. Hoseok and Jungkook flopped down on your couch while Yoongi swiftly sat in your armchair and they began talking about what they were going to do as you returned to the kitchen to retrieve the snacks.
"Hey, y/n! Wanna play 'Never Have I Ever'?" Hoseok asked you excitedly. You placed the food on the coffee table and sat across from the boys.
"Sure," you replied optimistically. "I haven't played that since I was like 15, so why not?"
Since Hoseok suggested the game, he went first. "Never have I ever had green hair!"
"That's not fair! That's targeting, Hobi!" Yoongi pouted furiously. However, he did not make Hoseok pick a different statement because he was not the only one that put a finger down. Regrettably, you had decided to dye your hair a gross color of green when you were younger, but thankfully that was fixed now.
"Okay, my turn," Jungkook announced as he thought about what he wanted to say for his. "Never have I ever... kissed Taehyung," Jungkook said with a daring smirk pointed toward Hoseok.
"Oh please," you retorted. "There's no way you haven't kissed Taehyung, Kookie! You two are so close that even with the fan service there is no way you two haven't kissed!" Everyone started laughing and Jungkook turned red, admitting he'd have to pick a different statement. By the end of the game, Yoongi was the one who'd won, being more of an introverted person. Somehow, you'd come to a unanimous decision that your next game would be 'Kiss, Marry, Kill'. You had the perfect number of people to play it amongst yourselves.
Yoongi went first since he won the last game. "I'll say... kiss y/n, marry Hoseok, and kill Jungkook." You went next.
"Kiss (whichever boy you pick), marry (whichever boy), and kill (whichever is left). But you guys know, I wouldn't kill any of you," you reassured them sweetly before allowing Hoseok his turn.
"I'd marry, then kiss, then kill all of you," he laughed.
"I would kiss y/n, marry Yoongi, and kill Hoseok," Jungkook finished. You all paused for a second to eat some of the food you'd so lovingly prepared. Jungkook paused to finish chewing a bite before continuing to speak. "I feel like it would be more fun if we played the more extreme version and give explanations for our answers. Just to show everyone how we think." And no one seemed to oppose.
"So... Who to fuck, marry, and murder..." he continued with a scheming smirk. "I'd say I would fuck y/n because she's the hottest one here... I'd marry Yoongi because he's such a loving hyung," Jungkook joked as he reached over the armrest of the couch to hug Yoongi tightly just to spite him. "And I'd kill Hobi because he kissed my man, and no one kisses my man."
"Well, at least I know where I stand," Hoseok states with mock hurt. "Just so you know, I'd be nice enough to keep you alive, Jungkook, but I'd only want to fuck you because marrying you would be a pain in the ass. And I'd actually want to marry Yoongi. Sorry, y/n, but I feel like Yoongi would do a better job at keeping me under control and I'm more for the 'opposites attract' kind of thing." You shrug it off because it's really only a game. Nobody really means anything by it, they're just showing what they'd be like for the rest of the group if they were put on the spot like this. You gesture to Yoongi, allowing him to go before you.
"Okay then, I guess I'd fuck Jungkook hard in the ass because he knows I don't like that soft stuff he just pulled on me and he deserves a good punishment. I'd marry y/n because she's happy but she can also be chill. I'd kill Hobi because he doesn't have an off switch and he can get annoying."
(And then you can make something up for yourself because I don't want to put my own opinion and have it clash with anyone else's)
So, I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, but I really wanted to update it and I finished
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FanficThe chapters start off kinda crappy and get better as they go. I originally wrote this on Quotev, then added it to AO3, and thought: why not put it here, too? Requests are open and encouraged!
