SOTUSxPuppy Honey: Two is Totally Better Than One [BrightxRomexPick]

Truth or Dare

''So, we spin the bottle and-''

Pick rolled his eyes upwards, ''We all know how to play Spin The Bottle, Bright. Just get on with it.''

Rome noted that Pick had addressed the male by his name instead of "dipshit", "asshole" or "jerkface", so he counted that as a small improvement and victory.

Before Bright could spin the bottle, Rome piped up, ''Wait! Since the both of you are chained, whatever the other person chooses, Truth or Dare, both of you will have to do it.'' Rome felt pretty damn proud of himself for coming up with such a rule. He mentally patted himself on the back for a job well done.

Pick turned to the engineering student with an accusing glare, ''You've corrupted him! He wasn't like this before he met you.''

"Oh, please. Do you really think he's that innocent?"

But Bright was becoming better at tuning the other male out and he did just that, giving the bottle a spin and the three of them watched it like a hawk as it slowed down, the tip pointing in Pick's direction. Great. As if his luck wasn't bad enough. Rome clapped his hands in delight, not noticing how both Bright's and Pick's expressions softened into that of adoration at his childlike enthusiasm.

''Truth or Dare?''

''Truth!'' Pick said just as Bright exclaimed, ''Dare!''

Here we go again. Knowing that the pair will probably squabble over what to pick, Rome left them to check on the vegetables simmering on the stove. He could hear them bickering in the background and it was a background sound that he could pretty much get used to. Rome returned to his seat, and judging from Pick's sullen expression, they had finally decided on dare.

''I dare you two to...'' Rome tapped at his chin thoughtfully, wondering what he could make them do. ''...say one good thing about each other.''

''I hate this game already.'' Pick announced to no one in particular.

Rome made a spinning motion with his finger. ''Face each other, P'. One good thing about each other.''

Grudgingly, both of them turned in their seats and faced each other, mimicking each other's expression of disgust. Might as well get this over and done with. Bright decided that he might as well go first. He could always gag later if he couldn't take being nice to the vet tech student.

''I could lie and say that you're probably a nice person beneath that prickly personality, but my mae taught me that lying's bad..." Bright scratched at his chin thoughtfully.

"Don't hurt yourself thinking." Pick quipped sarcastically.

"Well...one good thing about you is that your name's Pick, so it gives me good reason to address you as "Prick" since that's what you are to be honest."

Rome quickly snatched away the small vase of flowers in the middle of the table before Pick could contemplate using it as a form of weapon. While he may be a fan of bloodbath in movies, he certainly didn't want one in his apartment.

"The only good thing about your existence is that, people like us are now aware that dipshits like you do exist. It's not a perfect world after all."

"Thanks, I try my best."

Rome figured that he'd make do with both their answers. This time, Bright spun the bottle and it pointed to Rome, both seniors crowing victoriously. Yes!

"Truth." Rome decided easily.

"I already had the perfect dare in mind." Bright complained.

"Knowing you, it'd probably be something pervertic."

"Hey, you'll stand to benefit from it too...so what are you complaining about?"

Well, Bright did have a point and Pick couldn't argue with such flawless logic.

"Who do you like more; Pick or me?"

x.x.x

"Careful, it's hot." Bright spooned a little of the vegetable broth and blew on it before lifting the spoon up to Rome's lips.

Rome wrapped his lips around the spoon, humming in delight when the flavors of the spoon flooded his tastebuds. Not bad for a three-person cooking attempt. He took the spoon from Bright and repeated the same action, and then dipped it into the bowl a second time to feed Pick.

"I'm not touching what his lips touched. Didn't we go through this already?"

Rome simply stared expectantly at the older male and Pick had no choice but to relent grudgingly, allowing the junior to spoon the broth into his mouth. Huh, surprise, surprise. Tastes pretty good. Even if the end product did end up kind of messy.

Rome spooned some into his own mouth, the tip of his tongue darting out to run over his plump lips, not realizing that both Pick and Bright were watching the action like ravenous hawks.

Does he not realize the things he does to us?!

Spurred by his own boldness all of a sudden, Pick shifted until he was close enough to brush his lips against Rome's, fingers splayed gently against the younger male's cheek. The boy had a habit of licking and biting his lips which was starting to drive Pick apeshit crazy.

"P'Pick..." Rome breathed out dazedly, wondering what hell was that sudden kiss about. "What was that for?"

"I..." Pick seemed taken aback by his own actions as well, his eyes tracking the plump swell of the other male's bottom lip. "I don't know. Just felt like doing that."

The butterflies in his stomach started fluttering wildly at the intense way Pick was gazing at him and before he could get another word out, Bright was turning Rome's chair around. Rome found himself leaning back Pick's chest when Bright invaded his personal space, the tip of their noses brushing.

Okay, what's up with these two?

The spectacles that Rome had on slipped down the bridge of his nose, both males chuckling at the same time.

"You're so fucking cute, kitten." Bright murmured against his lips, mesmerized by the younger male before him.

Rome could feel Pick's lips brushing against the shell of his ear as he murmured, "I have to second that. What the hell have you done to us, Rome? You've got us chained together like fools, but here we are...still fucking crazy for you."

Bright echoed his agreement, "Even if we can't get along together; I've to agree with him on that one. Fuck, I've never tried so hard for someone in my life before."

For Rome, it was safe to say that this was the longest they had gone without slapping or hitting anyone on the head. He was suddenly overwhelmed by their confessions and the close proximity, sandwiched between their bigger frames

"It's so creepy when the both of you agree with each other. I think I prefer it when you two are at each other's throats 80% of the time."

"Tell me about it. I'm biting my cheek so that I don't end up saying something stupid and ruin the moment."

Pick curled his arms around Rome's waist from behind, tucking his chin against the other's shoulder. Rome fervently prayed that this moment of peace would last, and that there would be no things being thrown at each other for the next few hours.

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A/N

See you get a little three way action going on in the kitchen.  Will the peace last?  We shall see...

Lots of love my pretties,

ELBLQ