The Fan

Chapter 34

"Think you can take a squirmel?" I paled, my eyes widening and throat clenching. Swallowing the lump that had formed there, I took a few deep breaths and did my best to not freak out. After all, Kim fucking Taehyung had just confessed to having a nine-inch dick. What the fuck???

"Taehyung! I thought I told you, stop ruining children's toys!" Jin yelled, hitting him over the back of the head. He nodded slowly, but grinned nonetheless. "Aish, this kid is going to be the death of me..." Jin muttered, looking down. 

"Okay, um... sure, that happened. Who's next?" Namjoon piped up, a forced smile on his face, as if trying to look more easygoing that he actually is. 

"Hmm, I pick... Yoongi-hyung. Truth or dare?" Taehyung said, grinning from ear to ear, his hand poised under his chin to look sophisticated or something. You never know with this crackhead, honestly. 

"Uhm, dare, I guess. We haven't really done many of those." He spoke softly, tongue flicking out to wet his bottom lip. I had to remind myself that he was Tyler's boyfriend, and therefore off-limits forevermore, unless granted permission by Tyler himself should they break up. 

"Okay, then!" Tae cheered, his boxy smile making an appearance once more. "I dare you to... spin a bottle, and whoever it lands on, you have to go in a closet and play 7 minutes in heaven with them." Most of us groaned, but neither Tyler nor I particularly minded, being the fans we were. 

"Alright, whatever. Bottle?" Jimin stood up quickly, grabbing one of the empty beer bottles from off of the table and tossing it to Yoongi, who nearly dropped it. "Aish, okay. I've played this before. Just like high school. Except now I have a boyfriend. Ah, oh well." 

He placed the bottle on the wood floor and spun it quickly, most of us either laughing at the ridiculousness or biting our nails nervously. The bottle slowed, and for a second I thought it would land on me, only for it to land on Tae instead.

"Hah! That's what you get, Kim!" I yelled, pointing at his face and laughing loudly, throwing my head back. Suddenly, his hand was on the back of my neck, pulling my face towards his.

"Don't you dare laugh, Aidyn. The next person I'm kissing tonight is gonna be you, and that's a promise." He spoke lowly, eyes boring into mine intensely, making me gulp and nod my head quickly. "Cool, Yoongi? Let's get it!" He jumped up energetically, no longer the serious man I had just seen. 

They went into the closet I had pointed out, and Jungkook set a timer for them. I suddenly realized that we had nothing to do, so I proposed a new game. "How about we just play spin the bottle? That's where this is heading anyway." I got multiple nods and decided it with a definitive nod.

For the remaining few minutes, we merely waited for them to come out of the closet, talking among ourselves until we heard a low thud from inside. Jungkook shot up, but Namjoon held out an arm to stop him from barging in. It was seven minutes in heaven, after all. 

A moment later, they came out, looking exactly the same as they had going in. No puffy lips, or messy hair, nothing. None of the telltale signs of a makeout session. "What the fuck did you two do in there?" Jimin asked, groaning. "We heard a thump, but it looks like you two didn't even kiss! What the fuck?" 

"I mean, we did kiss, but I didn't like it so we stopped. And that thump was Taehyung falling on me. He landed on my dick! It hurts..." Yoongi complained, clutching his crotch in pain. I went over to the freezer and tossed him some frozen peas, which he promptly placed oon the hurt organ. 

"Wait, how did he fall? There's like no room in there." I tilted my head quizzically to the side, confused. 

"I was wiggling my ass at him from the door as a joke, but when he pulled me away from the door to get me to stop, I fell. On his dick." Tae said, patting the spot next to him for me to sit, which I did.