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Meeting a Red Hot

You were a bit tipsy and couldn't help but stare even more at the red head who was loudly laughing over with his friends and your cousin in the adjoining room. Your cousin had invited you so you could get to know some of the people at the school you were transferring into a bit before the school year started. Transferring in your 2nd year of college wasn't ideal for you, but you rather hang out with your cousin and aunt than live in a dorm or travel with your parents on their '5th honeymoon' after winning the lottery. You were glad to have such loving and kind parents but you could only imagine the things you would see on that year long trip that no child should have to see their parents do.

Killer brought you here, but he told you in advance that I shouldn't mingle with him recklessly. To help my aunt he took on all kinds of part time jobs and ended up with Kids gang, whoever the hell Kid was. Ironically ending up in a gang must of been in his genes since our parents were in one too. Just from over hearing rumors at the party you could see they had a bad rep. The thing was, you didn't really believe in them. Killer wouldn't do anything to make his mom sad let alone risk going to jail and leaving her on her own, granted even then she probably wouldn't be to upset. From what you saw and the jobs Killer tended to take you figured the were a bunch of crass guys that had shit attitudes, but worked hard in their jobs. Looking at the muscles on some of them, especially the sexy red hot, you could also guess the jobs were most likely manual labor jobs.

Having enough of the chatter some girls were having around you after figuring out all your cousins friends' names, you move to the adjoining room and go to talk to some gothic girl with bright pink hair and the group of people she gathered. She had started a truth or dare game with some others and you figured it was interesting enough. The rule was you had to put in a twenty to play and every dare you skipped added another twenty to rejoin, winner would be the person who lasted the longest without doing any skips and they got the pot. After a couple rounds you got an idea of who you were playing with. Zoro and Perona were adoptive siblings and had an odd but close relationship. Some of Zoro's friends Sanji, Nami, Franky, and Usopp were also playing along with two of Perona's friends Cami and Lola. The dares were getting more and more interesting the more drunk everyone was and the more you found yourself eyeing your new favorite piece of eye candy. Finally it was your turn again and Sanji was asking the question. If you got this last one, the round would be finished and you would win.

"Truth or dare?" You had yet to get Sanji as the one to ask you before, but from his other ones you could guess the truth and dare you would get from him. The truth would be something along the lines of if you liked him or if you thought he was hot. The dares for him got restricted after he dared Nami to take her top off so you were probably safer going for the dare.

"I'll go with a dare." You saw Nami glare at him as if to remind him of the rule not allowing him to make anyone take their clothes off. Sanji just grinned though. As if he had found a loophole that would ultimately lead to his satisfaction. You immediately regret sparing the guys feelings and take another sip from the red solo cup in your hand.

"I dare you to kiss the hottest guy in the room." Your eyes go wide for a moment as you process the dare. You don't know if you got tired of side eyeing him or if you were really that drunk, but you stood up from your spot on the couch and walked right past Sanji who had his lips puckered and eyes closed in excitement. Walking right up to your cousin you tap his shoulder. He looked shocked for a moment and concern filled his eyes. You could read his eyes like an open book and thank god for that since he wore a dust mask and the rest of his face was covered.

"I just wanted to apologize in advance to you and... Kid?" You look to the red head. " I am drunk and like hell am I gonna lose out on a stack of cash cause I won't do a dare!" You justify yourself. Before he can ask any questions you walk right up to the man you had been ogling all night and wrap your arms around his neck and pull him to your height. "Sorry." You mutter under your breathe as you kiss him deeply. He was stunned before you felt a grin form on his lips as you kissed him and he started to kiss back. As the kiss got deeper you could feel the eyes on your back grow in number, but your drunk mind didn't care about anything except basking in the feeling of his hands as the wrapped around your torso and the heat from his breathe as you would both briefly move away from each other to catch a breathe of air.

It was only after feeling his hand roam a little further down from your waist that you actually realized where you were. Thing was that it wasn't even your mind realizing that you shouldn't be having a heavy make out session with someone you don't know in a room full of more people you don't know. It was the uncomfortable cough from your cousin.

Your eyes shot open and you wiggled out of your red hot's arms instantly missing the feeling and warmth they gave you. The room was silent as you instantly sober up. You knew people were staring but you didn't know everyone was staring. You take a gulp and smile to hide your red face. You then proceed to go back to the group that was playing truth or dare, once again ignoring a gaping Sanji, and collecting your rightfully earned loot.

"Welp," You turn to Killer and his friends, trying your absolute best not to return the fiery gaze of the man you just kissed the heck out off. "I'm going home. Got plenty of cash to burn on an Uber and I think I drank enough for the night. See you at home Killer." And with that you speed walk right out of the large house and start walking a good block down before calling for a ride.

You quickly throw your shoes into the shoe closet as you enter the house and wash up, ignoring all thoughts of the night and focusing on the bubbles the soap made. Once you felt you didn't reek completely of booze you head to the basement where you and killer had rooms. It was remodeled so that you could easily access the bathroom from the stairway and the front door. Once downstairs you go into your spare room and crash on the bed. You had officially turned off your brain and just knew you would remember nothing in the morning.