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Too Hot (samyxmar)

a/n: credits to jilliancares again, they're an amazing writer. All I did was put in their names and make a couple of changes. This was originally a phan one shot if you're interested.

Too Hot (noun): A game where the two players kiss without stopping and without touching each other. If one player touches the other, they lose. The winner gets to do whatever they want to the loser.

Third POV

Samy Chuha had probably just made the biggest mistake of his young life, which was most assuredly about to come to an end. Worse than that, he'd made his second and third biggest mistakes immediately before his biggest one, and really, he wasn't sure that anything else could go wrong now.

His third biggest mistake was letting his friends pressure him into going to a house party. It was not Samy's definition of a good time by any means, and he always argued vehemently before inevitably getting roped in. Being in an atmosphere full of his drunk peers, most of whom Samy had no lost love for, was neither fun nor entertaining. He'd said such things to his so-called friends before, but they always insisted that he would have a good time, even though he never did.

The second biggest mistake of Samy's life was actually accepting the alcohol that was offered to him. It was simply that he was being forced to endure an evening of drunk annoying people, and he figured that he might as well be drunk as well to endure it. As always, being drunk at a house party was more fun than being sober, simply watching everyone he knew act like bafoons and judging them for it.

That was fun too, but loosening up a little always proved to be better, especially when his sarcasm seemed to spike when he was less than one hundred percent clear minded, which his friends happened to find hilarious.

Finally, the biggest mistake of Samy's life thus far, was agreeing to play the party game. And not even agreeing, necessarily, just protesting against it too little. It was an idiotic idea— who even played party games nowadays, anyway?— but like usual, he'd been roped into it.

"I don't want to," he argued, but Kairi just rolled his eyes.

"It'll be fun," Kairi persuaded, his voice the same whiny one he always used when he was trying to get his way.

"How the hell could this possibly be fun for me? For anyone?" Samy snapped.

"Uniqua's mad!" said Dante as he passed them and walked into a room, the one that the game was being played in. Samy glared after him, annoyed of his stupid voice and the way he spoke in a tone that made Samy want to punch him in the face.

"I didn't even want to be here. I'm not playing!"

"You are," Kairi said, nodding his head
excitedly. "And I'll tell you why."

"Why." Samy said flatly, just barely humoring him.

"Because Mar's playing," he answered dramatically, raising his eyebrows excitedly.

"Now I want to play even less! He's probably has herpes, from all the people he's kissed."

"Come on! Imagine if you beat him! You could gloat and rub it in his face and it'd be hilarious," Kairi persuaded.

"Kairi," Samy began, his voice whiny.

"No, you're playing and that's final," Kairi snapped, before he latched onto Samy's wrist and dragged him into the next room, pulling him to the floor beside himself where a bunch of other's were already seated in a circle.

"All right! Is this everyone?" someone Samy vaguely recognized said from across the circle. His name was something like Joseph or Jacob, Samy was pretty sure. Joseph-Jacob then rubbed his hands together excitedly, before continuing. "Okay, who goes first?"