"God, I wish having sex was more like basketball."
"What do you mean?" Yoongi looks at me, a mix of confusion and curiosity on his face.
"Like a physical act, two people should be able to have sex like they're playing basketball. Noone feels the nee...
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I knock on the metal door and almost instantly Yoongi swings it open. I can't help but eye him up and down: I don't know if it's because I've now had sex with him, but every time I see him he looks more attractive. He's wearing an oversized white sweatshirt and black joggers, as well as some silver chains and earrings.
Yeah, he's definitely more attractive now.
"Hey! Come in, come in, make yourself at home" He moves to the side letting me walk in, shutting the door behind me.
I've been to his flat a few times before; it reflects his personality flawlessly. It's a small industrial loft turned into a living space, decorated with black and red secondhand furniture and retro paintings, and always perfectly clean. I was surprised when I first found out how neat he keeps everything, but once I got to know him it made perfect sense.
"What's this about a game you want us to play?" I ask, dropping off my bags on the kitchen counter and sitting on one of the red leather stools next to it.
"Aren't you impatient" Yoongi chuckles "Do you want something to drink?"
"Water will do for now, thanks"
He pours both of us a glass of water and hands one to me, sitting on the barstool next to me "Good, because the game will require us to drink alcohol later"
Well, when I read the word 'game' I interpreted it as a board or cards game.
"Oh, a drinking game!" you can definitely hear how off-guard this caught me "Is it something we've played before?"
"Not really" He takes a big gulp of water and sets the glass down "I've made up my own rules"
"So you've planned for us to play a drinking game you've made up yourself?"
"Exactly"
I look at him and frown, impressed "You have my attention, Min"
He gets up from his seat and grabs two pens and notepad from his kitchen drawers "I was thinking of ways we could make our fun little arrangement as satisfactory as possible, so I decided to make a game out of it. Don't worry, there's no betting involved"
I snort at his remark "If anything, that's good for you"
"Basically" he rips off two pages from the notebook and hands one to me along with a pen "We each have to write five things that we've either already tried in bed or want to try, and hand the paper to the other person. Then, we'll take turns reading each thing out loud and try to guess whether the other has already done it before or wants to try it. If we're wrong, we take a shot. If we're right, the other takes a shot"
This is most definitely not where I thought my evening was going to go, but I'm amazed that Yoongi has thought of such a creative way to get to know each other's sexual history and preferences better.
"That sounds fun" I admit "I intend to win"
He laughs at my comment "The point isn't to win or lose here, Mia"
"I know, but I'm gonna make you drink more than me"
We both sit in silence while we write our answers down on the pieces of paper. I'm certain some of my choices will make him laugh and others might surprise him, but we agreed this was a judgement-free zone, so I don't hesitate. And, to be honest, I'm dying to find out more about Yoongi's past. Unlike me, he's not the kind of person to openly discuss his sex life among friends, so there isn't much I know about him in that regard.
Suddenly, the doorbell rings "Ah, I got us a large pizza to share. You know, drinking on an empty stomach is never a good idea" Yoongi gets up and goes to grab our food and I excuse myself to the toilet quickly.
When I return, everything has been laid out on the coffee table in the living room: An expensive bottle of tequila, two skull-shaped shot glasses, a plate of sliced lime, a salt shaker, and a large pepperoni pizza. Upbeat R&B tunes are playing through the TV, only loud enough to drown out the sounds coming from the street but soft enough that we can have a conversation over it.
"I know you like tequila so I got the nicest bottle I could find at the store" Yoongi says, passing me the bottle to check it out
"It does look really nice" I smirk and sit down on the sofa next to him "So, who's starting?"
"I'll go first" he responds, popping the bottle open and pouring two shots while I bring a slice of pizza to my mouth.
