Nearly a week passed before Yoongi had finally decided to invite Brooke over, a Thursday night, to be exact. Throughout the several days of being apart, a few texts were scattered here and there, him forgetting to text back due to being busy with work.
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This time, Yoongi made sure to get his favorite, rum, to have to drink. His place was only about the size of Brooke's; small, but practical.
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At eight p.m., Brooke had secured her bike in the parking lot of the apartment complex before heading up to the second floor where Yoongi had given his address. She had brought Crown Royal over with cola.
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Upon knocking on his door, she blew a strand of hair out of her face and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Knock knock, Yoongi, this better not be one of your sly guy tricks."
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After waiting for several moments, she huffed a sigh and brought her knuckles up to the wood. That was until the door creaked open, revealing a puffy eyed, shirtless Yoongi. A pair of ripped jeans hung low on his hips as he rubbed his eye, his torso slim as well as his arms.
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Brooke stumbled back, holding a hand up to shield her eyes while her mouth gaped. "Woah, woah, woah. We aren't getting naked yet are we?"
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Yoongi held back the urge to roll his eyes as he opened the front door wider. "I didn't want you to have to wait any longer, I was sleeping." His voice rasped before he coughed, trying to get over the hoarseness left behind from slumber. "What'd you bring?"
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She strutted into the tiny, barely lit living room. "A favorite of mine," Brooke dropped the paper back on the shirt coffee table. "You like Crown Royal?"
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"It's alright," he mumbled, picking the glass bottle out of the bag and inspecting it. However, all he craved right now was his Coruba brand rum. "Be right back."
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While he left to go slip on a black t-shirt, Brooke made herself at home by scouring his cabinets to find some moderate size glasses. When he came back, Yoongi also slipped on a black baseball cap. "C'mon, I need a drink."
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Yoongi took the glass from her and filled it halfway with rum. "...What are you looking at me like that for?"
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"You're still a stranger practically today," she began, a hand resting on her hip as Brooke began to bite at the bottom corner of her lip, head cocked to the side. "Still a mystery."
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"Okay, and?" He coughed before bringing the glass to his lips and taking a small swig. "You're not dead yet, are you?"
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Brooke reached out and picked up the bottle of rum, or gaze focused on the glass in his hand. "I think it'd be fun for you to earn this instead." A playful smile toyed at her face, her dark eyes looking up at him through the grams of her glasses. However, he didn't seem amused.
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"What the hell? I paid for that," he whined, eyebrows coming together.
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Brooke groaned, grabbing his hand to pull him back into the living room. "Oh, lighten up!" She howled before chuckling. "Don't you like drinking games?"
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Yoongi made a face while watching Brooke plop herself onto the hardwood floor in front of the coffee table, an empty glass in hand. "I prefer not to work for my alcohol unless it gives me money to buy more of it." He brought his still slightly filled glass to his lips for a sip.
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"Come on! We'll get buzzed faster."
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Yoongi huffed a raspy laugh as he sat across from her, sitting Indian style and setting his elbows on his knees. "Trust me, I could get drunk quickly without a dumb game." He watched while the girl in front of him filled half her small glass with the whiskey she brought.
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"Well, how else are we gonna pass the time?" Brooke sighed, capping the bottle. "Might as well make it interesting, right?"
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Yoongi nibbles at his lower lip in thought, the tip of his index finger tracing the rim of the glass. "Okay, Brooke. What's your game?" His head cocked itself to the side slightly, his eyes glaring at her from under the brim of hit cap.
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"Simple. Never have I ever," Brooke answered. "You've done it, you drink. The first one to get to ten wins." She half smiled. "See?"
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He nodded, knowing how this could easily go south. That being said, what the hell, right? Yoongi sat down his glass and folded his arms. "Ladies first."
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Brooke snorted. "I'm no lady, but okay." She tilted her head back, messy hair falling off her shoulder as she thought. "Never have I ever smoked a cigarette."
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With no hesitation, Yoongi brought the glass to his lips. "Surprised you never have." He cocked up an eyebrow.
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"Your turn," she waved with a hum.
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Yoongi smacked his lips as he sat down his glass before refilling it. "Never have I ever had sex I regretted."
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Brooke raised her eyebrows, leaning back a bit. An amused smile stayed on her face. "Fuck, this just got interesting." She chuckled a bit before crossing her arms, showing she wasn't about to drink.
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"Haven't got around much?" He asked.
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Brooke shook her head. "Oh hell, I have. But any sex is good sex." She winked before bringing her legs to tuck under her. "Just have to make sure they're gonna be good at it before getting to the dirty."
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Yoongi made a 'psh' sound with his lips before picking up his glass and swishing around the contents inside. "I have a feeling there's a lot about you that's gonna shock me tonight, Brooke."
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She picked up her glass and clinked it with his. "The same could be said for you, Yoongi."
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A/N

This turned out a bit more dull then I had intended but the chapter was getting too long djdksnhsakd

Okay before we move on I just wanted to give a big thank you to my child Sab springbts

I'm sure a lot of you know her, but she's the one that suggested the idea of a drinking game. I'm excited cause I was trying to find ways to reveal more about these two and this was perfect. I love you hoe ❤️

Thank you for reading, hope this wasn't a bore for you guys