Diggy Diggy One-Shots(Yogs and Hatfilms)

Sjips (SFW)

TW: Truth Or Dare?

Title: ~Truth Or Dare~

‘C’mon guys, I’m bored with this movie!’ Sips could just make out Lalna’s blonde head seated on the floor at the other end of the couch, but he continued lazily kneading his hands into Sjin’s shoulders, the taller boy seated on the floor at his feet. It was true that the drinking game had been a fun way to start the evening, the group of friends now all pleasantly buzzed from their shots, and while District 9 was a good movie for the game, it was growing old.

‘Yeah I vote we do something else!’ Sips recognised Xeph’s drunken slur from across Lomadia.

‘Well it’s your house, man.’ Sometimes Sips didn’t know why he hung out with these lightweight girl guides.

‘I suggest truth or dare.’

‘For fuck’s sake, we’re not four year olds!’

‘Got any better ideas?’ There was a pause.

‘No.’

‘Fine then, Truth or Dare! Everyone on the floor!’ Various groans emanated from the group as they slid into a loose circle on the floor, leaving the sci-fi flick to burble in the background, dragging their drinks with them. From there Sips surveyed the damage. Everyone looked flushed, some more than others. Lomadia snuggled against Xeph, then Honeydew, Lalna, that Minty chick who kept making eyes at Sjin (he’d almost hit her little pixie face), Ravs, who’d been responsible for the drink that evening, then Sjin and himself, completing the loop. Everyone was sunk down comfortably, drinks clutched loosely or balanced in the thick carpet. Sips barely noticed the counting start (who even plays 21 dares?), filling in two of the numbers before passing it on. He almost numbly watched Lalna down 5 shots of vodka in a row, Lomadia tell Xeph how sexy he was, and Minty whatever he name was confess her undying love of Sjin. Seeing the blush that crept up on to the brunette’s cheeks Sips was almost glad when he was forced to say the dreaded number. Lalna giggled, his eyes lighting up mischievously.

‘I dare you … to … kiss Sjin!’ The group erupted into laughter as Sjin’s blush worsened. Sips steeled himself, before leaning over and murmuring into the tall boy’s ear.

‘You ready to show them?’ After a small nod of affirmation, Sips leant round and captured Sjin’s soft pink lips, welding the two of them together. At first Sips was determined to keep it chaste, not wanting the shock to be too big. But soon he found himself moving with the brunette, tongues dancing as arms wound around each other, fisting in short hair. Finally they broke apart, turning to look at the group with dilated pupils and swollen lips. There was silence.

‘About fucking time!’ Lalna’s exclamation was enough to start time again, noise erupting from the widescreen behind them. Cindy or Minty or whatever she was called, disappeared from the room, eyes watering, and reluctantly Lom followed her, leaving the boys alone.

‘When were you going to tell us?’ Sips wrapped his arms defensively around Sjin, as if to protect him from the questions.

‘When Sjin was ready.’ There was another pause.

‘How long have you two-‘ Xeph’s hand movements were enough to compensate for his lack of words.

‘A couple of months.’ Low whistles and chuckles met Sips’ ears, but all that mattered was Sjin, and the happy smile gracing his lips as he leant his head on Sips’ broad shoulder.