A dare

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It started with a game, as with most things.

"I'm so bored ..." Changmin lounged upside down on the sofa, and stuck his tongue out. Besides him, Yunho frowned. "Sit properly."

"Shut up, grandpa."

Yoochun stifled a giggle behind his hand, and flinched away when Yunho threateningly flicked his hand.

"Let's play a game!" Junsu chirped happily. Changmin groaned. "But ... Ugh ..."

"What?" The dolphin pouted. "I want to catch up on the eight years we couldn't be together. That's not bad, is it?"

Jaejoong, who had just entered, glanced over to the maknae, who's face softened a fraction. "... Okay. But the game isn't going to be -"

"Let's play truth or dare!"

"... Never mind."

"Remember what happened the last time that we played truth or dare, back in like 2009?" Yoochun sniggered, and Jaejoong and Yunho both turned red. "What?"

Changmin snickered. "Oh, hyung ..."

"Don't remind me, please," begged the dancer, but couldn't help his gaze flickering to Jaejoong. Yoochun gave a high pitched fanboying squeal and said, "Come on, the fans know you're like dating already."

"We're not!"

"Whatever." Changmin struggled to get the right way up again. "Truth or dare?"

Jaejoong came and sat down next to Yunho and Yoochun. "Who's going fi-" he stopped as everyone turned to look at him. "Oh, fine."

"Truth or dare?" Changmin's eyes glittered maliciously, and Jaejoong gulped. This was a life changing choice. It could determine his whole career, his whole identity, his life even, if the baby maknae was staring at him like this ...

He swallowed. "Truth."

He didn't like that triumphant look on Yoochun's face as he leaned over and whispered in Changmin's ear. The maknae sat up. "I, personally, think that there are much more questions more ... interesting ... than this, but this is acceptable​." He brushed himself off, then leaned forward, and Jaejoong blinked rapidly.

"So, Jaejoong hyung ... Have you ever kisses Yunho hyung on purpose?"

Jaejoong sent a death glare at Yoochun, who was giggling and chanting "Yunjae! Yunjae! Yunjae!" under his breath loud enough to hear - probably on purpose, that evil kid - and sighed. "I have to answer this?"

"Unless you want to get the punishment."

"What's the punishment?"

"Hm ..." Changmin stared off into space, then a small smile curved his lips. Jaejoong stared in fear. "I'll answer it!"

"So, have you?"

Yunho buried his face in the sofa, as Jaejoong just nodded. Yoochun and Junsu started screaming, and Changmin sat back and grinned. One hyung down, three more to go.

Finally getting his breath back, Yoochun took one look at Yunho's red face and Jaejoong hiding behind the leader, and began squealing again.

"Okay, Yunho hyung, your turn." Changmin turned his attention to the leader hyung. He could have counted him down as well, two hyungs killed by one stone, but no ... He liked to finish things, and finish them properly. "Truth or dare?"

Yunho gulped. "D-dare ..." He squeaked, then suddenly realised that was just as bad - maybe even worse - than a truth. He swallowed again, resisting the urge to hide behind Jaejoong because he topped in the fanfics and he was the man.

He watched apprehensively as Yoochun leaned over and whispered something in the maknae's ear, and they both grinned evilly. But Changmin shook his head.

"Okay, hyung," he announced. "I have your dare."

He held out his hand behind him, and Junsu obediently gave him his phone, and Yunho watched with growing dear as Changmin​ shoved a web page in his face.

"The bath game ...?" He read aloud. Jaejoong gave a gasp behind him. "Changmin! That's dangerous, you can't ask him to do that, he could get seriously hurt -"

"It's a game, hyung, and ghosts don't exist," Changmin sighed. "Read it!"

"Done at your usual bath time ... Or midnight ..." Yunho felt chills travelling up his spine.

"So you wash your hair whilst chanting 'Daruma-san fell down, Daruma-san fell down' and then you should get an image of a Japanese woman in the shower who falls and her eye goes through the tap and it kills her. Then you ask 'Daruma-san, why did you fall in the bath?' then keep your eyes closed and without opening them or falling or slipping, get out of the bathtub and go straight to bed. Then the next day, you will feel her following you. If you look over your shoulder quickly, you might get a glimpse of her. She will get closer and closer to you as the day goes on, but when she is way too close, shout 'Tomare!' and run as fast as you can away to put some distance between you and the ghost. To end the game, turn and catch sight of the ghost, shout 'Kitta!' and make a downwards swipe with your hand. End it before midnight, or she will appear in your dreams and follow you." Changmin had a innocent smile on his face.

Yunho gulped. Jaejoong was staring in horror at the maknae. "Changmin, I'm serious, this is dangerous."

"It's not, hyung." Changmin smiled. "There are rules. Don't drain the bath until morning, don't reenter the bathroom until morning, don't let the ghost trip you, don't open your eyes when you sense the ghost, and absolutely do not let the ghost catch you. Ever." He flashed a cute smile.

Yunho groaned. "Why is this always ..."

Changmin cocked his head, watching him.

"Fine, I'll do it."

But at that moment he knew it was something he'd heavily regret, some way or the other.

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