Your POV

"I'm boredddd." Jungkook said as he plopped himself on the floor, sighing for the nth time today.

I was laying down on one of the couches, hugging one of the soft throw pillows. I thought for a while, "What about playing a game?" I suggested.

"What game??" Hoseok asked me. I thought about it but it seemed like my mind suddenly stopped working. I just shrugged my shoulders and they all sighed.

"What about trying to act? Like that game the we played before." Seokjin suggested to which Taehyung clapped his hands.

"I wanna play that! I need to practice for my acting career." He said, flipping his nonexistent long hair back, earning laughs from the group.

"Should we draw papers? Like to choose the genre and stuff." I asked then group and Namjoon clicked his tongue.

"I like the way you think, Y/N." He said and went to grab a paper and a pen from his room.

I felt something heavy lay against my shoulder. I looked to see someone's head which moved as he yawned. I could feel Yoongi move his head to get into a more comfortable position. With a sigh, I just shook my head and started to scan the room.

Jungkook was by the beanbags, sitting there as he was staring at something with very serious eyes. I looked at what he was staring, curious to see what made him look so furious only to see the eldest staring back at him with equally furious eyes.

The other guys, Hoseok and Taehyung, were busy laughing at something that Taehyung was showing the elder. The younger groaned in pain due to Hoseok's painful blow to his back, followed by a string of sorry's from Hoseok while still laughing hard.

"I'm back!!" Namjoon said, carrying two glass bowls filled with papers in them. "So I decided that we would have a partner for every scene, so our names are in this bowl" He said and pointed to one bowl, "and this bowl is for the genre or an actual scene." He said, pointing to the other bowl.

And we started to draw papers. I drew Yoongi as my partner which made me nervous as to what could be the genre since we were definitely not the closest out of all the guys. I draw the paper for the scene that we will be acting, and I let out a relieved sigh.

It was okay for the first few parts, but the last bit definitely shocked me. It was a scene where I will be reviving someone who drowned, by CPR. "MOUTH TO MOUTH CPR WHAT WAS NAMJOON THINKING?!" I mentally panicked.

I tapped Yoongi's shoulder, making him look at me with a questioning stare, "What?"

And with that, my confidence dropped to zero, "U-Uh... who did you get as y-your partner?" I managed to stutter out.

"Jin hyung, we're gonna do some type of acting where I'm the main girl character and he is the 'coolest' guys at school." He said coolly.

"G-Girl character?" I asked him again while trying to keep my laughter inside.

"Yeah, I'm a girl cha-" his face fell as he realized, looking at the paper again to confirm. "YAH KIM NAMJOON!" He screamed.

"Yes, hyung?"

"You put this scene here purposely so that I would get it, didn't you?!"

"Will we get to see Yoonji noona again today?" Jungkook joked, earning him a death glare from the elder.

Yoongi threw the paper on the floor, stepping on it furiously a bunch of times. "I don't want to play this game anymore." He said and stormed off to his room.

"I'll go check on him." Hoseok said and ran after Yoongi.

All of our attention went to Namjoon, who was sporting a sheepish grin on his face. "I may or may not have placed that paper in hopes that Yoongi hyung will get it."

"Honestly, I would've done the same." Seokjin said before breaking into his squeaky laughter, kind of reminding me of me cleaning my windows during spring cleaning days.

After a few minutes, we could hear the grunts and heavy steps of Hoseok who was carrying the contented Yoongi on his back, his eyes closed and a small smile playing on his lips.

"A literal cat." Taehyung said and giggled.

Hoseok rolled his shoulders back after he laid Yoongi back on the couch with me, "Okay! Shall we start?" He said, his adorable smile plastered on his face.

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After a lot of laughter and giggles, it was finally Taehyung's turn, or as they say their ace in acting.

"So, Taehyung. Who's your partner?" Namjoon asked.

Taehyung smiled brightly, showing his iconic boxy smile. "Y/N!" He said with much joy.

I, on the other hand, was extremely nervous instead of jumping in joy. Who knew what the scene would be? The other guys were smirking, knowing grins glued on each of their incredibly handsome fac- STOP Y/N!

I cleared my throat before showing nervous smile, "W-What's the scene?"

"A confession scene! Where the boy would confess to the girl, and the girl also likes him back." He said enthusiastically.

Playful oh's and woah's were exchange in the group, some even elbowing Taehyung jokingly. Or is it more than a joke?

"I just realized that this scene is perfect for you two! I placed that there purposely so that Taehyung would finally co- OUCH!" Namjoon was cut off by a painful blow to the back from his roommate, who was staring at him with big eyes and an obvious fake smile.

"Let's just watch them, right?" He gritted through his teeth. Namjoon shyly rubbed his nape before nodding. Jin looked at us, nodding before signaling a 'go' sign.

I was pulled by Taehyung to the middle, like a stage. "Wait, we're gonna do an impromptu one?! What if I mess up?!" I though, adrenaline surging through my veins.

Taehyung sensed my nervousness and looked at me, a gentle smile on his face as he whispered, "It's okay, you can do this. It's just a game, princess."

I was flushed pink, my heart beat was running wild. I could not believe how I am still conscious with no feelings of nausea whatsoever. With a determined smile, I nodded at him.

He inhaled deeply, readying himself for the scene.

"Gosh, even his breathing screams handsom- CUT IT OFF WITH YOUR FANTASIES, Y/N!" I mentally groaned at disbelief.

Taehyung grabbed my hands, making me yelp in surprise. He was smiling at me and said,

"Kang Y/N! I like you a lot."

My world stopped. It didn't feel like a skit, his words felt genuine enough for my heart to start making flips and somersaults. I could feel the vast amount of blood surging through my veins.

They all looked at me, waiting for my answer. "I-I-I like you a lot too!" I said, and as if it was New Year's Eve, all of the boys started jumping around.

Jungkook was cheering, Hoseok was screaming while clinging to an obviously cringing Hoseok, Namjoon was yelping due to Seokjin's continuous slaps to the back.

I didn't know why they were acting that way, do they always act like this when they play this game, or is it something else?

I looked back at the man before me who was now a bright shade of pink. I giggled and hugged him tightly. I did not care about anything else because this is by far the most beautiful moment in my life.

Jin's POV

Amidst all the cheering, I suddenly remembered Jimin who was still cooped up in the walls of his room. I left the group, rushing upstairs to see a figure hanging out by the balcony.

He was murmuring stuff to himself, chugging his beer from time to time. I sighed, walking up to him. I grabbed a can and opened one for myself.

He looked at me, his tear-stained cheeks evident. I frowned, wiping away the stains with the sleeve of my sweater. "Yah... why are you crying?" I asked him.

"W-Why are you here, h-hyung?" Jimin asked, frinking another gulp of beer as he ended his sentence.

"To check up on you obviously." I joked, but not like the usual Jimin, he didn't laugh. This Jimin just sighed before looking at the view.

Tears started to flow down his face, "J-Just leave me be, and say my congrats to the new couple." Jimin said.

I laughed, "Yah! Are you seriously moping over a game?"

"A-A game?" He stared at me, dumbfounded.

"Ahhh... Jiminie pabo." I said and sighed. "You still have a chance. I'm not one who takes sides but just telling you."

"H-Hyung?" Jimin said and looked at me. Soon after, a small white figure fell down from the sky, landing on Jimin's nose.

"S-Snow." Jimin said when he realized and placed hi hand up to the sky.

I smirked, "You know what that means?" I asked him.

"What?"

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!"