"Then... How about we all play a game?" Jungkook grinned with a mischievous look in his eyes. Yoongi quirked a brow, wondering just what this scheming little dog was up to. "Let's play truth or dare, but with drinks."

Honestly, he could get wasted tonight. He didn't have anything to do tomorrow, and neither did Jungkook.

Yoongi flicked his wrist, shooing Jungkook to go get Myungsoo. Jungkook understood it immediately and scurried off happily to Myungsoo's door, knocking it a few times. Yoongi closed his eyes in the meantime, feeling stressed over nothing. Maybe Jungkook was just really happy to make a new friend. Maybe he was just overreacting to all of this.

But I could swear... No, Yoongi, you're probably just finally going crazy.

"Yoongiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~~~"

Yoongi grunted, feeling someone shrug him. "Fuck you, what the fuck?" he muttered almost instantaneously, opening his eyes. He lifted himself up, rubbing his eyes, then his head, feeling a bit of a throb.

"You fell asleep, you goof." Jungkook rolled his eyes, though somewhat amused by Yoongi's cute face when he wakes up.

"Why can't I still stay asleep then?"

"Because we're playing truth or dare, remember?" Myungsoo suddenly spoke up. Yoongi saw him looking at him a little uncomfortably, but it was more bearable than earlier this week. He shrugged it off, but he still kept mental note of it. It was almost like Myungsoo didn't like him... He could almost feel the same way, to be honest.

They were all sitting on the ground. The table was moved more in the middle of the living room, and the air was a little awkward. At least between Myungsoo and Yoongi. The black haired boy glanced at Myungsoo's hand. He had noticed a few weeks ago that he wore what looked like a soft blue and black knitted fingerless glove. He found it a little strange, since he only had one glove, but he passed it off as whatever. Maybe, since its truth or dare, he could ask Myungsoo about the journal and the glove.

"Okay!" Jungkook pulled out beer, which Yoongi found was pretty generic but whatever. He could roll with it. "I'll go first!" Myungsoo licked his plump lips, and surprisingly, Jungkook and Yoongi couldn't help but also lick their lips at the sight. "Yoongi!" He pointed, which caught Yoongi a little by surprise.

"Uh... Truth." As much as he liked getting drunk, he didn't want to get wasted right away.

"Okay, is it true..." Jungkook went off into thought for a moment. "Is it true that you had a boyfriend before me?"

"I have not."

"Okay, your turn!"

"Uh..." Yoongi looked at Myungsoo, who seemed to be looking down at his knitted hand with a bothered expression. "Myungsoo." He jumped and looked at Yoongi.

"Uh, dare."

"I dare you to... To get an ice cube from the fridge and keep it on Jungkook's back until it melts." Jungkook gasped, and stared at Yoongi with horror flooding his eyes. Then he looked back at Myungsoo, who was already gone to get an ice cube.

"You wouldn't dare!" 

Myungsoo was back with an ice cube, smirking as he took a gulp of his beer and sat down behind Jungkook. "You heard him." He pulled behind Jungkook's collar and threw the ice cube in, holding it there through the fabric of Jungkook's shirt.

Immediately Jungkook flinched at how cold it was, and started whimpering at the freezing cold temperature. "Fuck, it's so cold! Myungsoo I'm going to kill you!"

Myungsoo grinned and looked at Yoongi while Jungkook was squealing like a little bitch. "Truth or dare."

"Truth." he didn't wanna get drunk yet. Thinking back on Myungsoo's behaviour, maybe he could get something out of him through this game. He didn't know what, but Myungsoo was definitely hiding something.

"Is it true... Jungkook was your first love?"

Yoongi nodded.

Myungsoo's eye twitched, but quickly pulled up an awkward smile. "Your turn."

"Myungsoo, truth or dare."

"Dare." he gulped his beer.

"Do a backflip."

Myungsoo pulled himself up, and backed away, giving himself space. Both Jungkook and Yoongi didn't think his cute little fluff of a human could do it and was just trying to look tough. "Don't stress yourself if you can't."

Myungsoo quirked an eyebrow, then he actually did it! He actually fucking did a backflip!

"Jesus christ!" Jungkook choked. He was impressed, and so was Yoongi. "Do you work out on your free time??"

"Yeah, you could say that." He sat himself down as if that had not taken any breath out of him. "Jungkook, truth or dare."

The day went along like that. Jungkook and Myungsoo were both progressively getting drunker and drunker, while Yoongi had other plans. He took a few drinks here and there, but he really wanted to know personal things about Myungsoo.

"Myungsoo," Yoongi said, "Truth or dare."

"T-Truth."

"Is it true that you have a diary? And if so, explain why." 

Myungsoo's drunk eyes shot to Yoongi with a shocked expression. He hesitated to say anything, but finally muttered something under his breath while looking away.

"I didn't hear youuuu~" Jungkook urged him on.

"It's a diary." He glanced at Yoongi, his cute chubby face looking troubled. For some reason the throb in his head was coming back, but he fought against it. He wondered why Myungsoo brought a sharp pain to his head when that only happens when...

Weird.

He was just over analyzing again.

"... And I keep it because it-it helps me through things."

That was nice to know, but he wanted to know what.

"That's the cutest thing I've ever heard." Jungkook mumbled. Myungsoo turned away, bothered, but the rose on his cheeks didn't go unnoticed.

It was Yoongi's turn again, and of course, he went straight back to Myungsoo. He didn't think Jungkook minded, because the boy was already woozy, and so was Myungsoo.

"Daaarre... My head's gettin' a little bit fuzzy." Already? What a cute alcohol tolerance you have.

"I dare you to take off your glove." Myungsoo stopped drinking his beer, slowly lowering the can on the table. He kept his eyes on the beer can, now looking a little bit wary and reluctant.

"What's wrong? It's a dare, do it." Yoongi pressed on, knowing fully well now that he was stepping on eggshells. He didn't know what was up with Myungsoo. He just had a mysterious aura that he felt like he needed to crack open. Not just that, but he knew that he was hiding something. It was probably something Yoongi didn't need to worry about at all, but...

Myungsoo gulped, fear now in his eyes. Jungkook noticed this as well, looking at Yoongi a little startled.

The pink haired boy touched gingerly at the blue and black fingerless sock on his left hand, hesitant to take it off. His fingers were shaking, and he clearly looked uncomfortable. Maybe Yoongi stepped too far?

"I can't. I can't do it." Myungsoo dropped his hands, his head lowered in defeat. "I'm not ready to show it. I can't show it. I can't. I can't..." He started muttering over and over, and the two love birds felt pretty guilty and upset now.

"T-That's okay!" Jungkook scooted over, but Myungsoo leaned away. "We can skip that one, Myungsoo." Yoongi actually wanted to comfort Myungsoo for some odd reason, but he controlled himself and stayed back. "Hey, how about Yoongi tries another question?" Myungsoo wiped at his face, trying to clear up what was most likely watery eyes. Then he was looking at Yoongi, very vulnerable.

Fuck. His head was hurting again. He started rubbing his head, this time too unbearable to ignore it.

"Ah, yeah, I'll do that." Yoongi grunted, "Truth or dare?"

"T-Truth..."

"Is it true someone you love gave you that glove?"

Silence.

"... Yes." Myungsoo croaked.

-  -  -  -

He thought that this would be a pretty decent game of truth or dare, but after a while, it started feeling more and more like an interrogation.

First, Yoongi asked about his precious diary. Did he not know that it was personal? Personal meant fuck off, and fuck off meant Fuck. Off.

"... And I keep it because it-it helps me through things." Things that happened long ago... To this day.

Things that he will never forget.

By now, he felt like Yoongi was starting to question his personal life even more, which was something he really didn't want.

And when he gave the dare on taking off his glove, that's when the pink haired boy snapped inside. He absolutely could not show Yoongi his skin.

The pink haired boy felt his heart start beating rapidly, which he found was infuriating. Why did he still feel this way, even after all of these god damn years? He shouldn't be able to feel anything. He should only feel anger, not pain. Not pain...

Yoongi opened his mouth to ask another question, but Jungkook slammed his can on the table, startling both people in the room. "Well, that was actually really fun!" He wobbled around, trying to get himself up to get some air and clear things out, but he stopped himself short.

They had left on the television for background noise this entire time, however just as they stopped their game Jungkook listened to the shocking words that left the TV, and so did the others. He didn't know who, but he suspected Yoongi, when he heard the volume kick up a notch so they could hear it better.

Jungkook's eyes widened.

"Yoongi... Maybe this really isn't a coincidence." He looked at Yoongi, who stared wide eyed at the TV as well.

Another murder, the same way the last one died.

Someone else was strangled to death.

But that wasn't just it.

This time, there was blood around the body, taking the shape of a butterfly.

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ooooooooooooooooooooooooooh wos happening? 

im sure you guys are still wondering who myungsoo is, and dont worry we'll know more about him soon!

don't hate him bc he's actually gonna b sweet <3

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