ᴮᴿᴱᴬᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴿᵁᴸᴱˢ (chase x noen / choen)

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Noen to say the least felt jittery, every sudden movement or loud noises caught his attention. He could practically feel the heat radiating off of Chase, who was no more than a foot away from him.
When he heard Chase shuffle, he curled in on himself, leaning against the bland tan walls of the hotel hallway.
Once everyone was situated, the game started.

Noen wasn't ready, he thought he wouldn't ever be. Not when you're on tour with a bunch of dirty minded freaks, not that Noen is saying who but um-
Anthony—

"Truth or dare? Or spin the bottle?"

The group muttered to each other, finding it difficult to chose. Noen didn't want to play spin the bottle.

There was only one person he wanted to do things with. That was Chase. He hoped no one kissed him and meant it.

His heart pounded in his ears, and he gently rolled his head back, wanted to do nothing but cuddle with a certain heater.

Chase glanced fondly at Noen, all attention going towards his doll, noticing his hesitation towards the game. He quietly snuck their hands together, humming deeply in appreciation when Noen gasped softly. Chase smiled when they made eye contact out of the corner of their eyes, and couldn't help but shudder at the way Noen's way fell perfectly into place. Or the way his ice blue puppy dog eyes somehow shone in the dim lighting. Even leaning his head back against the wall the copy Noen when a cute little blush ran up his neck and plastered onto his nose.

"SPIN THE BOTTLE IT IS!" Griffin shouted, cheering with the other when hollers filled the space. Chase squeezed Noen's hand comfortingly, attempting to erase whatever tension wavered throughout Noen's slim body.

"Payton, go first."

"What?! Why me?"

Chase grinned.

"Why, you pussy Payton?" The said 16 year old turned to glare playfully at Chase, stifling his laugh along with Jaden.

In the small circle was Chase, Noen, Griffin, Jaden, Anthony, Cynthia, Yousif, Chase Keith, Chris, and Kevin.

Payton huffed, and grabbed the large styrofoam cup that he got to go from the restaurant and place it in the middle. He looked around and paled slightly.

"Y'all do realize it's mostly guys here.. right?"

Anthony grinned, "Why, you pussy Payton?"
Chase and Anthony fist bumped, and Noen panicked at the slight reveal of their held hands. Anthony's eyes flickered over to the ground, Noen knew he saw. He had to of. But Anthony looked up and gave Noen the most gentle smile, eyes shining with what looked like respect.

Noen would have to talk to him later.

Payton spun the cup. Everyone held their breath until it landed on Yousif, causing immediate groaning from the two. Noen giggled softly along with everyone's loud laughs. Payton rolled his eyes and kissed Yousif's cheek, only to turn and gag along with Yousif who seemed utterly revolted.

"Anthony, your turn."

Anthony shrugged at Payton's smug smirk, spinning the cup and seeming to sigh with relief when it landed on Jaden.

Anthony moves near Jaden's cheek when Chase said,
"Bet you won't man up and kiss him on the lips."
Anthony turned and grinned, "Not a challenge.. at all."

He steadily leaned in and a short and sweet kiss from them ensued, he slightly held Jaden's jaw, and when they parted and Anthony sat back down, he locked eyes with Noen.

Noen now knew why Anthony didn't seem disgusted when he saw him and Chase's hidden affection.
Anthony was with Jaden.
Noen felt the tension burn away from his tense jaw, and he returned the gentle smile Anthony shared with him not too long ago. Anthony did it again.

"Allllright Cynthia, your turn."

Cynthia laughed, "One of you boys better get ready, cause from now on only kissing on the lips."
She spun the cup, and when Chase saw it come to a stop, all the air disappeared from his lungs.

He let go of Noen's hand, hooking pinky's with
his baby boy.

Noen felt himself flush, he knew this would happen
just not with Cynthia.

Cynthia didn't seem to mind, so she leaned forward
and wrapped her fingers delicately around Noen's throat and kissed him. Chase was basically shaking with anger, but he chewed on his nail and looked away. Anthony was there in his gaze, and he gave Chase a look of sympathy, offering whatever silent support he could.

Chase wondered if he figured out about him and Noen, he was sure if Anthony had Jaden had too. They were inseparable.

When Cynthia stopped, she removed her hand and patted his cheek. "Not bad."
Noen almost gagged, not that he didn't like Cynthia, but because Chase was sitting right beside him, and he couldn't help but feel frightened at the thought of Chase's disappointment. It was a game, yes, but it meant a lot to Noen to know Chase was happy.

"Chase your turn bud."

Chase grumbled to himself, only audible to Noen and anyone else who was really listening in stead of chatting the entire time they played. Chase took a glance at Noen before sucking it up and spinning.

Noen held his breath until the styrofoam cup stalled, and let go of his breath, and smiled to himself. He looked at Chase, and suddenly felt more heat rush to his face than before.

Chase already beside Noen, turned to him and gently rested his hand along his cheek and leaned him.

Once they met, sparks seemed to shoot from every which way, lightning wavered up and down Noen's spine, and he shivered— finding himself with profound chills.

Anyone could tell the kids didn't mean nothing.

Chase secretly slipped his tongue in for a split second, and moved away to not cause any tension or suspension between anyone.

Chase looked up and made eye contact with Cynthia, Cynthia never looked away, but she got up and silently walked away. Chase cursed, he leaned his head on Noen's shoulder to give his neck a kiss, and he got up to hurry after Cynthia.