toxic masculinity ♂namgi

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Taehyung took an empty beer bottle and spun it on the counter. The party still went on, but more drunkenly active. Laps were sat on, drinks were drunken, and laughs were louder.

Jungkook seemed to end up shooting his shot unexpectedly, having a drunken Taehyung sat on his lap across from the other two. He was still sober, his arms wrapped around Taehyung's waist and his chin rested against his shoulder. His usual blush still on his cheeks.

Namjoon hiccuped. Once and a while, he'd ask Yoongi if his legs felt numb - always willing to move if the shorter got tired. Yoongi always has to remind him that it's okay, and pulled his back closer to his chest.

The bottle landed on both Yoongi and Namjoon, and to be fair Yoongi went because the other went previously. "Truth or dare," Taehyung says, his hand playing with Jungkook's hair.

"... Truth," Yoongi simply shrugs.

"... Who tops?"

Namjoon jolted at the question, clearing his throat and turning his head away.

"We're just close friends," Yoongi says, "We're not dating. He just likes being a hoe."

"Do not!" Namjoon exclaims with rosy cheeks, "... Fuck you, I'm moving."

Yoongi grips his waist tightly. "Stay," he shakes his head. "I didn't say I didn't like you for that."

"... So like this is a friends with benefits thing?" Taehyung laughs, "Who's dick is bigger?"

"... Taehyung, let's not ask-"

"... Oh please!" Taehyung cuts Jungkook off, turning his head slightly. "We're all guys, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Seriously, Taehyung. Let's-Let's them ask some questions now".

"... Yoongi," Namjoon calls out softly, "We don't have to play."

"... I'll just take a shot," Yoongi sighs. "It's okay, Namjoon."

"No, Yoongi I-I'll do-"

Yoongi takes a shot glass in his hand and downs it before Namjoon can finish. "Don't worry, I can still drive," he says. "Or we can always call for an uber."

"Aw!" Taehyung tsked, "The truth goes untold."

Yoongi spun the bottle, and after a while they continued playing. The people who played along had mediocre truths and dares, leaving Taehyung and Namjoon somewhat bored.

"... Namjoon, you're bi right?"

"... Pan," Namjoon says, slouching his shoulders. "Pansexual. I don't really care for gender."

The girl who asked, grinned. Beer in hand, "Why don't you tell us one of your sexual fantasies."

"He said dare," Yoongi's eye suddenly narrowed, "Why don't you give him something else."

The girl giggled and smirked. "Fine, Yoonji," she says, pressing her bottom lip against the top of the beer bottle.

"Young," One if her friends scolded, nudging her shoulder. "Don't be fucking rude."

"No, no," Yoongi frowned, "Let her speak."

Young smiled, propping herself on her elbows. "Namjoon, why don't you show us your sexual fantasies then. After all, you did say dare."

Namjoon reached for the shot glass, but it was empty. The whole liquor bottle was empty. He sighed, gulping before hiccuping drunkenly.

"Joon, you don't have to do the dare."

"It's whatever." Namjoon got up from Yoongi's lap, taking off his jacket and stretching. Taehyung let out a catcall whistle before Jungkook laughed.

The man cracked his neck sitting back down on Yoongi's lap. Looking right at Young's eyes, he huffed. Glancing at Yoongi.

He cranes his neck to the side, and Yoongi looks in curiosity.

"... Bite me, please."

[unedited]