Word count: 1179
Genre: fluff + evil Dreamies
Summary: Haechan dares Mark to go wake up Johnny at three in the morning.
"Chenle, spin!"
Haechan's beckoning made the black haired boy reach out and spin the glass bottle. The boys sitting in a circle chanted excitedly before the bottle came to a stop.
Jisung groaned as it landed on him, knowing this was leading nowhere he liked. "Truth, please."
The boys huddled together, muttering under their breaths and nodding. Finally, Chenle pulled away from the circle and grinned. "Is it true that you watch my fancams regularly?"
The youngest blushed, shaking his head, saying, "Fine! Dare instead!"
"I dare you to show us your YouTube history!" Renjun was quick to chime in, pulling Jeno in front of him as cover from a feeble slap from the flustered boy.
Mark sat back, laughing at their behaviour. They really were just a bunch of children, weren't they? Staying up way into the early hours of the morning, playing truth or dare with an empty Coke bottle and far too much sugar in their systems.
Haechan turned, eyeing him in all his calmness through the others' chaos. "Hey, Mark. You spin next."
Jaemin spun around on his knees. "Yes!"
Mark gulped, not liking where Haechan's evil glare was leading. "Do I have to?"
Haechan nodded eagerly, and the Canadian knew he wasn't getting out of it this easily. The past few turns of his had churned some dares, both ruthless and peaceful; he had had to do ten push ups, which he did easily, but he then Jeno had dared him to go on a mission, which was to run around the entire building topless. That was the easy part. The hard part was trying to explain to their terrified manager why he was half naked and sprinting for his life down the corridors at two in the morning.
And now that Haechan's eyes held nothing but mischief, he knew he was going to regret this.
Nevertheless, one the hectic whisper-shouting ceased from the younger boys, Mark carefully spun the bottle.
Don't land on Haechan.
Don't land on Haechan.
The bottle landed on Haechan.
"Fuck!"
"Mark!"
"Sorry."
Haechan scuttled closer to his best friend, snickering under his breath and clearly bursting with enough energy to fuel a train. When he was close enough, and Mark was more tense than the past, he whispered, "Go wake Johnny."
The group of boys immediately burst into laughter, taunting Mark to go ahead with the dare.
But Mark shook his head profusely. "I can't do that!"
Haechan looked at Chenle, who in turn looked at Renjun, who looked over at Jaemin, who smiled and Jisung, who nodded at Jeno.
Mark's famous last words: "What's that look for?"
Long story short, Jeno ended up carrying the protesting Canadian out of the room and locking the door. He wasn't allowed back in until he woke Johnny up and had proof.
Mark gulped.
Wake up Johnny?
But... that was just rude. Inconsiderate.

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