Lost In Translation - yoonseok

Chapter 3: Truth or Dare

Sleeping in a new place is different, uncomfortable even. Especially when your roommate's phone was going off non stop.

Hoseok rolled over onto his side, facing Jimin's bed where the blonde boy's face was illuminated by his phone screen. His thumbs were tapping away quickly, sending messages just as fast as he was getting them. Hoseok's eyes drifted to the alarm clock mounted on the wall near the door, sighing when he read it was almost 2 in the morning. At least it's saturday, Hoseok thought to himself. Before he could ask Jimin to turn his phone on silent, the blonde boy threw his phone carelessly to the side and sat up, making eye contact with Hoseok as he pouted.

"Hyung I can't sleep." Jimin's voice cut through the silence of the room and Hoseok sat up, bringing his blanket around his shoulders so it covered him like an oversized cape.

"Neither can I." Hoseok told him, and Jimin turned on the light, causing Hoseok to blink a few times so his eyes could adjust to the now lit room.

"Namjoon hyung, Jungkook and Taehyung can't either." Jimin got out of bed and pulled down the legs of his boxer briefs that had ridden up as he laid in bed and Hoseok raised his brows in question. "We're all in a groupchat, the 6 of us." Jimin informed him.

"Oh." Hoseok glanced over to his own phone, his phone screen staying dark.

"Oh you're not in the chat yet! Here, what's your number, I'll add you." Jimin grabbed his phone and walked over to Hoseok's bed, plopping himself down right next to Hoseok who sat cross legged, hunching his shoulders over.

As Jimin entered Hoseok's number, Hoseok was suddenly extremely self conscious of his chest, having taken off his binder since it could be dangerous to sleep in one. He only wore a flannel shirt that was two sizes larger than he actually was, and only the top buttoned was unbuttoned, along with a pair of gym shorts, his silicone packer safely held in place by his tight boxer briefs.

Suddenly his phone went off a few times, and the three other housemates were walking into his and Jimin's room. Jimin moved off of Hoseok bed and sat on the floor, Taehyung and Jungkook sitting on either side of him, Namjoon sitting next to Taehyung, patting the spot next to him for Hoseok. Hesitantly, Hoseok got off his bed and sat in between Jungkook and Namjoon, bringing his blanket with him, self conscious of the fact that he hadn't gotten a chance to put on his binder.

Jimin brought out bottles of soju, and Hoseok could feel his hands begin to sweat. Namjoon popped the cap off of one bottle and took a long sip before he passed on the bottle to Taehyung, the younger boy taking a shorter sip, grimacing at it's taste. The bottle was passed around the circle until it landed back on Namjoon's lap, and Jimin finally spoke up.

"So, Jungkookie, truth or dare?" Jimin opened another bottle and took a long sip, while Jungkook smirked.

"Dare of course." Jungkook grabbed one of the bottles for himself and Hoseok glanced at Namjoon who was seemingly chugging his soju to the middle of the bottle, stopping once he got there and hissing at the sting.

"I dare you to kiss Taehyung." Jimin said, his eyes shifting to Taehyung who sat up on his knees and puckered his lips, Jungkook hesitantly doing the same.

Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut and Taehyung leaned in and kissed Jungkook on the lips quickly before Jungkook practically slammed his butt back onto the floor and Taehyung smiled, calmly sitting back next to Namjoon, leaning a bit on his arm. Hoseok wondered if Jungkook liked Taehyung, or if Taehyung liked Namjoon. He didn't know, they all seemed to act so affectionate towards each other.

The game went on for another hour, the soju gone, each boy at a different level or drunk-ness. Hoseok was the most sober one considering he only had a few sips and chose to just sit back and observe. Namjoon was possibly sober or super drunk, Hoseok didn't know, but what he did know was that Namjoon had barely spoken a word after he got passed one bottle, finishing off his second and stopping there. Jungkook was super drunk, slurring his words, swaying in his seat, loud and obnoxious, the opposite of his sober self. Jimin was tipsy, his cheeks flushed and a permanent grin on his face, causing his eyes to become crescent moons. Taehyung was drunk, and a very affectionate drunk at that, clinging to Namjoon who sometimes patted his hair. It seemed the game was coming to the end, and Hoseok was still recovering from watching Jungkook trying to chug a bottle of soju upside down only to have the drink come out of his nose. Speaking of the youngest, it was his turn to dare someone to do something, and his eyes were on Jimin, ready to get revenge.