Just Friends

Chapter 8

"Wait, you're telling me that a threesome was the craziest porn you've ever seen?" Namjoon asks incredulously.

"Yeah. Why's that so hard to believe?" Jimin challenges him back. "Why does porn have to be crazy just to enjoy it?"

"Dude, you're so vanilla," Jeongguk cackles as he slaps his own knee. He can barely get his words out and it makes Taehyung choke back his own laughter. At this stage in his drunkenness, everything is funny.

Jimin chucks a pillow at Jeongguk then glares at Hoseok. "See? This is why I didn't wanna play this stupid game!"

"Just be glad Yoongi didn't hear that, he'd probably try to you show you all the shit he's watched," Jin chimes in with an overly amused expression, but he's actually very serious. Everyone knows Yoongi has a freakier side to him. And very unashamed about it.

"Wait, where did go again?" Hoseok slurs with eyes half-closed, his cheeks a little pink like they always are when he drinks.

"Remember? He wasn't feeling well after dinner, so he went to bed," Namjoon reminds him with a slap on the back to wake him up but it makes him lean further into Jimin, who is sitting on the other side of Hoseok on the couch.

"Okay, next question!" Jin perks up, grabbing a blanket to get more comfortable before reclaiming his spot on the floor. "Jimin is next to ask, and Namjoon is next to answer."

Jin had to take over supervising their game since Hoseok got a little too intoxicated and kept snickering before he could even finish asking the questions.

They were playing "Truth or Drink," an app that Hoseok downloaded for them to play. A couple of them suggested they just play Truth or Dare but he reminded them that if they did they'd probably end up in jail, or the hospital. And that was not going to happen during his week.

Jin hands Hoseok's iPad over to Jimin, who takes it reluctantly.

"Okay, Joon. You're question is...How many people in this--," Jimin starts but then sighs, shaking his head before continuing with less enthusiasm. "How many people in this room would you willingly fuck?"

Namjoon casually looks around the room at each of his friends, taking his time to study each one of them. "Three."

What the--Why's that so easy for him to just say?
Cause he's not a pus—

"Three?! Who?? Why only three?" Hoseok interrogates Namjoon with a pointed finger.

"The question didn't ask who. It asked how many," Namjoon replies with a smirk.

"Way more than I thought," Jin mumbles under his breath but only Taehyung hears him.

It was Namjoon's turn to ask Taehyung, but he waited patiently for him to swallow down his third shot. The game only required the players to drink if they were caught telling a lie, but no one cared to lie and Taehyung was looking to ease his nerves.

Ready for his turn, Taehyung sits up crisscross in the love seat and grabs one of its decorative pillows for comfort.

Namjoon narrows his eyes at the screen to focus his vision, then reads off his question.

"What's the last thing you masturbated to?"

"Ooh, that's a good one," Hoseok says and quiet descends.

It takes Taehyung a second to register the question, but when he does, he recalls the memory of being in the shower earlier that morning after his dream about his best friend.