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Ah yes. Eight friends sitting together, surrounded by alcohol. Definitely not a recipe for disaster.
“Alright, bitches.” Felix claps. “You know what time it is?”
“Uh..9:30?” Seungmin checks his phone.
“Time to eat? I’m hungry!” Minho screams over the music.
Felix blinks, reminding himself that murder is illegal. “No. It’s time to play Never Have I Ever.”
“I’ll get a barf bag for Jinnie.” Chan stands.
“Get one for yourself, slut.” Hyunjin winks, sticking his tongue out to show off his tongue piercing.
Felix passes around plastic shot glasses, rolling soju bottles to each boy. “Okay- I’ll start since it was my idea.” He watches half of the boys preemptively open their bottles and pour their shots. “Never have I ever..gone to class high.”
Jisung, Hyunjin, Minho, and Chan take their shots. Okay, to be fair, Chan forgot he had History at 4 and had to rush to class. Minho is blazed half the week. Hyunjin had stopped by the apartment to get his book and couldn’t resist Felix’s new pot. Jisung...well..is Jisung.
Fuck, Jisung looks so good tonight.
“Go in a circle. Minho, you’re next.” Felix nudges the boy to his left.
“Hm..Never have I ever fucked someone for money.” Minho’s jaw drops as Felix and Hyunjin take shots.
“Wait- sugar daddies count, right?” Felix points, everyone nodding their head.
What I would do to fuck him..
Hyunjin shrugs. “I needed gas money. No shame.” He takes a breath, knowing he gets a break for one question. “Never have I ever punched someone in the face..?”
Chan takes a shot. “I was drunk but very much in the right.”
Jeongin and Seungmin share a glance before taking their shots.
“He made me mad.” Seungmin squints. “Fucker’s strong.”
The group shares a laugh, waiting for Chan to come up with a prompt. He always takes the longest to think of something he hasn’t done.
The group plays this game once a year, after they’ve accumulated enough material to start again. It gets boring using the same prompts over and over. But it’s the fastest way to get them drunk other than power hour. And they really don’t want to explain how Hyunjin and Felix went to the hospital again.
“Hmm, never have I ever had a crush on a friend.”
Hyunjin twitches. He can’t lie. That’s no fun. But he can’t out himself just like that. These are his only friends..oh, fuck it. He takes his shot, only to see Jisung also throwing back his own. Hyunjin’s cheeks flush as Jisung smirks over at him.
Oh- that was hot. So very hot. Hyunjin can feel his skin burning under his clothes. Jisung seemed to twitch when they made eye contact. He takes his hoodie off and tosses it behind him on the couch.
Please, fuck me..
“Oh, does our Jinnie want to share something?” Jisung tics a brow up, eyes not leaving Hyunjin’s.
“Nope!” He nearly shrieks. “Jisung- your turn!”
Jisung leans forward, slowly crawling over to Hyunjin. He bites his lip and chuckles silently. If he doesn’t take his turn, Hyunjin is going to stick his fucking tongue down his throat. “Never have I ever thought about fucking me.”
The shot glass crushes in Hyunjin’s hand, spraying soju all over him. Jisung grabs Chan’s shot glass and holds it to Hyunjin’s lips. Hyunjin swallows hard. He blindly takes the cup and throws the shot back.
Fuck, please destroy me
“Cute.” Jisung moves back to his seat.
Hyunjin coughs and grabs a new cup from the middle of their circle. Blood rushes through his ears. Fuck- did that just happen? Everyone’s looking at him. He thinks they’re teasing but he can’t hear anything aside from his heartbeat.
Jisung is blushing.
Fuck..
“Okay! Okay! Yah! Never have I ever…”
Hyunjin barely pays attention, taking shot after shot for each question. He doesn’t even care about the game anymore. Jisung’s eyes have never left him since it was his turn. The game ends and Jisung still smirks at Hyunjin.
That is, until Changbin starts talking to him about weekend plans. Jisung looks so cute, trying to focus on the conversation. But Hyunjin can tell he’s struggling not to look back at him.
Hyunjin’s had a crush on Jisung since Felix introduced the two in their Theatre Appreciation class their freshman year. Now, they’re seniors, only a few months away from their degrees. But Hyunjin’s crush never faded. It never wavered once. In fact, it got stronger.
And now..he really hopes Jisung can’t read minds. Because- oh the things he wants to do with that boy.
I bet he’d look so pretty bent over the bathroom sink.
Hyunjin jumps as Jisung snaps his head over to him and lifts a brow up. He can’t read minds, right? That’s impossible. R-right?
Jisung?
“Hyunjin.” Jisung smiles.
Hyunjin widens his eyes and yelps. He scrambles back, knocking Jeongin and Seungmin- who stood behind him- to the floor.
“Dude, what the hell?”
“Oh, fuck!” Hyunjin pushes to his feet and runs down the hall.
He holds his breath. Okay, maybe he drank a bit too much.. But- Jisung is walking down the hall now. He’s smiling. He’s staring straight into Hyunjin’s fucking soul.
“So, Jinnie.” Jisung’s tongue presses against his top teeth. “I think I’d look pretty bent over the bathroom sink.” He steps closer, their chests an inch apart. “Don’t you think?”
Hyunjin attempts to form words, only to sputter. That’s not possible. What the fuck?
He can really read minds?
“Only yours.” Jisung answers.
“Wh-”
“I’m joking. I can read everyone’s.”
Hyunjin blinks. There’s actually no fucking way. Oh god, the things Hyunjin’s thought about for years.
“So, are we going to stand here or can we live out at least one of your fantasies?” Jisung rests his hand on Hyunjin’s hip, pulling him closer.
He buries into Hyunjin’s neck, pressing a kiss against his skin. Hyunjin shivers, slipping his hand under Jisung’s shirt. He lets Jisung step him through a doorway. As soon as the door closes, their lips are smashed together.
Hyunjin can’t believe this is actually happening. He must have gotten too drunk and hit his head or something. It’s more plausible than this.
A stilted gasp escapes his lips as Jisung palms him. This-this feels so real, though. He reaches up and tangles his fingers through Jisung’s hair. Jisung chuckles against his lips but moans as his head is yanked back.
His cheek is greeted by cold porcelain. Hyunjin grinds against him before ripping his jeans down. His nails trail Jisung’s thighs, making the boy buck under him.
Fuck, you’re so pretty
“Thank you.” Jisung breathes.
Hyunjin twitches, ripping the medicine cabinet open. He knows there is something he can use as lube. And lookie there, Felix seemed to have stocked up. Such a good friend.
He straightens himself, unbuttoning his own jeans. Fuck- Jisung is so perfect. He can’t believe this is actually happening. His heart is pounding so hard against his chest, he thinks he might burst out.
Jisung muffles a moan as Hyunjin preps him, starting with one finger and quickly working his way to two. He claws at the sink, nearly collapsing as Hyunjin pulls away.
Jisung’s wanted to do this since the first time Hyunjin thought about him. It was during a History exam and Jisung completely bombed it because he couldn’t focus. He never knew such dirty things could come from Hyunjin.
He was going to expose himself earlier but there was never a good time. Then tonight- Hyunjin’s thoughts were strong. So insistent, Jisung needed to.
Hyunjin grabs a tuft of his hair, rolling his hips forward. His knees weaken and his stomach flutters. He feels so fucking good. He wonders how this will feel when they aren’t drunk. If Jisung will want to do more. Fuck, he hopes so.
So perfect
So good for me
I want to make you see white
“Please- fuck-” Jisung sucks in a breath as Hyunjin works his hips into him.
They could care less about the party, raging on in the living room. This is pure fucking bliss.
Cum for me
“Fuck-” Jisung whimpers, his vision blurring as his body trembles.
Hyunjin reaches around to Jisung’s throat, gently pulling his head up. His other hand tightly grips Jisung’s as the pressure builds in his stomach.
Fuck-fuck..
He digs his nails into Jisung’s skin and cums hard inside him. His breath hitches as Jisung straightens himself. Jisung turns, still panting.
“Can- Can I stay here with you tonight?” He shivers at his own thoughts.
Only if we can fuck until the sun comes up.
“Oh-” Jisung smirks. “Absolutely.”
“Oh fuck- I forgot..” Hyunjin jumps. “Yeah okay but I think you have a lot of explaining to do..”
---
Hyunjin wakes up, his headache even worse than he could ever imagine.
Oh my god..kill me..
“Hm, have a headache?.” His heart flips as a voice whispers beside him. He turns, seeing Jisung curled in his blankets.
“Wait- holy shit.” Hyunjin sits up, making his head pound even more. “That was real?”
Thank fuck that was real..
“Thank fuck, indeed.” Jisung chuckles, nuzzling into Hyunjin’s side. “How about we get some-” he checks his near death phone, “-lunch? I figured we have a lot to talk about.”
Hyunjin blinks. Wait- “Everything was real? Even..”
Oh god, that’s why he failed that test
“Your thoughts are quite the distraction, Mr. I Bet He Looks So Hot Tied Up And Drooling All Over Me Hwang.”
“Yah!” Hyunjin yelps and rolls off the bed, hitting the floor hard with a loud thud and a groan. “Oh my god!”
The two hear footsteps thundering through the hall before the bedroom door is thrown open. Felix stumbles in, expecting someone to be attacking his roommate.
“Oh-” Felix blinks. “This is a surprise. Good job, boys.”
Hyunjin lunges for a pillow on his bed before launching it at Felix. “I will end you!”
“Hey- Lixie.” Jisung sits up, stopping the boy from leaving. “We’re gonna get lunch and talk about a few things…” He coughs. “I heard that.”
“Damn it, I always forget you’re the mind reader. Why do I always think it’s Seungmin?”
“Hello! I’m Hwang Hyunjin! What is going on?”
Felix lifts a brow and smiles. “Nothing. Enjoy your date. Happy you finally fucked.”
He waves and closes the door. Hyunjin falls back into the floor and stares at the ceiling.
“Am I dying? Did I get alcohol poisoning again?” His mouth hangs open.
---
“So, um- yeah. Three of us have powers.” Jisung happily bites at a fry. “We were just born with them. There’s a lot of people like us.”
Hyunjin just stares in complete and total shock. His friends of nearly 4 years..kept these secrets from him? “Do the others know and I’m just the resident dumb bitch?”
“How do I answer this without offending you?”
“Ow..”
“Welp, never mind that. Chan and Lix know but Minho, and Changbin are pretty much out of the loop.”
Hyunjin can’t help but laugh at how absolutely insane this sounds. What started as a drinking game, ended in him learning there are people with magic powers. “So..it’s you, Seungmin, and Jeongin?” Fucking wild.. “What are their powers? Fucking hell, this sounds so fucking crazy.”
“Minnie and I are often mixed up because he can control thoughts. But he rarely uses it. Mainly just when lectures are getting a little too boring. Innie, um, he can fly.”
“I literally don’t fucking believe you.”
Jisung gets his phone out and opens his messages. “I can text them.”
“No, thank you. I think I’m full from all the insanity I’ve eaten lately.”
You’re still hot, though.
“Thanks.” Jisung smiles.
“Nice everything, wanna fuck about it?”
Jisung snorts at Hyunjin’s sudden awkwardness. He should read the boy’s mind more often. Much more entertaining than the others.
“Oh, by the way- I totally read your mind to cheat on that Psych test last week.”
“I failed that.”
Jisung laughs. “Me too.”