Basketball: BTS Yoongi ff

Part 39

I'm drunk. I can tell from the way everything around me is spinning even though I am sitting down, my body swaying slightly to the music playing in the background. Jimin is leaning heavily on my shoulder as we laugh at something that one of my team members just said, his face flushed with pink.

"That Carson guy can go fuck himself in the ass with a dildo" someone yells from the corner, causing me to erupt into more laughter. I told them earlier how Yoongi punched him and everyone found it hilarious, and they have been insulting him ever since. However vulgar the insult is, I'm loving every minute of it.

"Guys guys guys guys guys" Jackson says from his seat below me on the floor, his eyes closed as he lays there. We all look at him as he giggles to himself, not knowing that he already got our attention. I can't help but stifle a laugh when he gets a serious look on his face again, his eyebrows creased cutely. "Guys."

"What?" Yoongi all but yells, a beer clasped in his hand. He is more drunk than I am at the moment, his eyes half closed as he sits in the corner of the room. He went there the moment we got into the house because it was the closest to the alcohol, his posture slouched as he chugs from the can.

"We should play truth or dare" Jackson continues on with, drunkly clapping as he announces the idea. I take a sip of my drink, soju mixed with Powerade, before shaking my head, lightly kicking his foot in protest.

"How abooooooout.............no?"

Everyone knows that its a bad idea to play truth or dare when you're drunk. Hell, its a bad idea to play truth or dare when you're sober too.

Everyone around me groans in frustration at my answer, some even throwing popcorn at me. Josh stands up from his seat before pointing at me with a frown on his face, his drink almost spilling over the edge of his cup.

"You're just saying that because you're a pusssssssssy" he says while holding out the 's' sound in the word, making all the guys laugh. I normally wouldn't care, but right now I'm drunk as fuck. I immediately take offense, standing up with my mouth held open in outrage.

"I'm not a pussy!"

"Maybe not, but you have one."

I glare at Yoongi as he winks at me as he opens another beer, sitting back down with my arms crossed as the room erupts into laughter. It wasn't even that funny.

"Fine, whatever, I'll play your lame ass game" I say while nudging Jimin who just passed out. 

"Great! 'cause we were gunna play either way."

I scoff before nudging Jimin harder, watching as he jolts up before laughing at nothing in particular and reaching for the bag of chips sitting next to me. I roll my eyes at how childlike he gets when he is drunk, watching as he proceeds to stuff his face. I get immature when I'm drunk as well, but Jimin is on a whole other level. 

"Ok. BinBin, truth or dare?"

"Truth" Moonbin says right away, looking off to the side as everyone jeers at him. He is probably the only sober one of our group, seeing as he is the youngest guy on the varsity team. We are all underage as well, but that doesn't stop us from drinking until we pass out. Jackson makes a weird noise as he thinks of what to ask him, his eyes still closed like before.

"Who in the room would you kiss if you had the chance?"

We all lean forward as his cheeks get pink, his eyes glancing over in my direction before moving away. 

"What sort of a question is that?" he yells as we laugh at how flustered he got. "I'm straight and Bohemian is the only girl here. Do you want Yoongi to kill me?"

"He wouldn't kill you" I slur as I wave my hand at him dismissively, looking up at him through half-open eyes. I hiccup a little pat my chest as my eyes widen in surprise, Jimin's cute giggle filling my ears.

"You're drunk" he says as he laughs, seemingly unable to stop. I roll my eyes before pushing his head to the side, laughing myself when he topples over the side of the couch we are sitting on and lands on the floor.

"Lets be honest though Bohemian" someone says from the other side of the room, causing me to have to search for them. I watch as Chase, a foreign exchange student who I never really talk to, uses his soju bottle to point in my direction, his movements slow and sluggish. 

"You're honestly hot as fuck."

His statement is met with tons of cheers as the room full of guys yell their approval, my cheeks heating up in embarrassment. 

"Yeah. Yoongi is so fucking lucky, yet he's not even sitting next to you."

"Yeah Yoongi" I yell tauntingly as he stare at me through hooded eyes from across the room. "Come sit next to me."

I'm expecting him shake his head and cuss me out or something. I'm not expecting him to shrug and stand up with some difficulty, his body swaying as he walks over to the now empty seat next to me. The guys around us whistle as he sits down and almost falls on me, me placing my head on his shoulder as the alcohol in my system causes my head to feel heavy.

"Hey Bohemian."

"Yes Yoongi?" I ask as I look at him from my spot on his shoulder, watching as he looks down a me. 

"Does Hyung Seok know that you're here?" he asks in a slurred whisper, his face startlingly close to mine. I don't pay any attention to that though, suddenly growing super tired. I hum as a yes and he nods, my eyes closing as I start to fall asleep.

"Hey Bohemian."

"Yes Yoongi?" I ask, a little bit upset that he is keeping me from falling asleep by asking me things. I keep my eyes closed as I tilt my face in his direction, waiting for him to ask his question.

"And he still let you come here?"

"Yes" I sigh out before trying to block out the sounds going on around me. It is incredibly loud and my head is beginning to pound, but Yoongi's shoulder is strangely comfortable. I am about to fall asleep when I am interrupted yet again, my lips turning down in a slight frown.

"Hey Bohemian."

I breathe out heavily in aggravation before turning my head towards him again, mumbling a "yes Yoongi?" as I do so.

I wait for what seems like forever for his question before I feel his breath as it fans across my face, his lips touching mine.