"Well you look nice," Haechan comments when he sees Renjun approaching Jaemin's car. The older boy raising a brow at him.

"I'm just wearing clothes?" He said trailing off, yet his neck feels a little hot now. Probably from the shirt he's wearing.

"Huh? Oh not that, your clothes are pretty decent for a party I guess, but your hair is all styled up." Haechan said, gesturing up to his slightly gelled up hair.

It's not really much, and it's not like it's really gelled up anyway, Renjun just put a little bit on it to not make it look flat or boring.

Again, he gives Haechan a weird look, not knowing what to say. Should he take that as an insult or a compliment?

"Hey losers, hurry up and continue flirting else where. Probably at the party or something." Jaemin yells at them from inside the car, taking the spot on the driver's seat.

Jaemin doesn't really use his car as much as his schoolmates do with their own, he prefers walking with his friends and atleast get some exercise.

His dad is usually the one using the vehicle, their old family car under repair at the workshop. But it's not like Jaemin even minds.

Tonight, he's able to use it since his dad is currently on his day off and the address the party was held at is a few minutes away.

Plus, Haechan had just bought some new pairs of shoes, and he doesn't want to ruin them before he arrives at the party.

Despite really not wanting to go, Jaemin had thought to himself earlier that he should atleast just make the best out of this party with his friends, like last time.

Even though Jeno is there along with more annoying cliques from school, Jaemin does need some time to have fun and be free.

He snickers when Renjun grumbles several curses at him as he enters the car, sitting at the back alone while Haechan takes shotgun– wanting to be on charge with the music.

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"How much do you want to bet?" Renjun suddenly announces as he stood beside Jaemin, the latter taking a gulp of his fruit punch.

He already had a cup of beer a minute or two ago, he decides to rest his body for moment before he can get back with the alcohol.

Jaemin turns his head to him with furrowed eyebrows, "on what?" He asks.

"How many more cups before Haechan gets drunk." Renjun replies, glancing at the tanned male holding a red solo cup while talking to someone. "That's his fourth one."

"Five dollars?" Jaemin asks again, earning a nod. He chuckles and hums, "three and a half." Determined with his answer.

The older boy purses his lips, squinting his eyes as he thinks while staring intently at Haechan's back. "One." He finally said.

Jaemin stretches out a free hand, smiling when Renjun accepts it to shake it, sealing the deal. "By the way, don't go in the bathroom in the second hallway." He says.

Renjun doesn't even need to ask and just assumes the worse in there, Jaemin laughing at his scrunched up face.

Sooner or later, there's about a few people more left as it's sort of getting late. Renjun was about to suggest on finding Haechan so they can head home.

Until the tanned male bumps into them first, slowly getting tipsy as he smiles at them crookedly. "There you are!" He shrieks.

The two boys look at him weirdly, and before they could even say something, Haechan grabs them by the arms and drags them somewhere.

They enter a room with six people in there sitting around forming a circle, Haechan closes and locks the door behind them, dragging them over to the others.

"Haechan what the fuck is going on?" Renjun hisses, snatching his arm away from Haechan's grip and glares at everybody else.

"Welcome! Haechan's friends I suppose?" One of them said, he gestures for them to sit down as he smiles. "Sit down, no need to shy away." He said.

He seems not too drunk, although everyone in the room literally reeks of alcohol, the guy who spoke sounded and acted pretty decent– unless he just has a high tolerance.

"What the hell are we doing here?" Renjun snaps at them, not having a good feeling about this right now.

Before he could even get an answer, it soon clicks when another person places an empty bottle in the middle of their circle.

Oh come on, you've got to be kidding me.

"Spin the bottle?" Jaemin mutters to himself, unfortunately everyone heard him as someone they've been trying to avoid this whole night beams.

"Yeah! We asked Haechan over there if he wanted to play with us, no pressure of course, and he agreed and said he'll bring you two!" The brunet boy explains.

Jaemin and Renjun immediately scowl at their tipsy friend, sitting on the older boy's left as he giggles. "This will be f-fun!" He hiccups.

The others nodded as Jaemin shakes his head, "this isn't fun you moron," he grumbles.

"Oh it is!" One of Jeno's friends said, "we're not doing truth or dare, that's too boring. We're doing the kissing version!" She squeals with hand gestures up in the air.

"Again, that isn't fun." Jaemin rolls his eyes. "Kissing more than one person and relying on a bottle for a stupid game isn't fun to me." Saying it with a stern tone.

Renjun nods beside him and sighs, "We're not playing, come on guys, we're leaving. Jaem, start the car." He announces as he makes a move to stand up from the floor.

He then yelps when he feels a hand pulling him back down, landing on his left butt cheek with a thud. He then glares at Haechan who pouts at him.

"No! Come on, let's play!" He whines, tightens his arms around Renjun's arm, not wanting to let go.

"Are you out of yo– of course you are, you're fucking drunk and dumb right now." The older boy snaps in annoyance.

Jaemin who had already stood up, raises a brow before approaching them to help Renjun with Haechan. Suddenly, another guy spoke.

It was the guy sitting beside Jaemin, he had a teasing smirk on his face while he says, "how can you leave without your car key?" Dangling the said keys on his fingers.

"Hey!" Jaemin growls with his eyebrows knitted together, aggressively huffing out through his nostrils.

Then, the guy's friend joins in to say, "how about this, we play just a few rounds and we'll let you guys leave." She suggests.

"No way." Renjun said, starting to get angry as well.

The girl snickers, "hm, alright, I guess you won't be getting your keys back." She sneers.

"Just give us the fucking keys, don't waste your time."

"It's actually you who's wasting time," another girl spoke. "Just accept the offer and you can leave just like that, easy right?"

"It's easier if you would leave us the fuck alone!" Renjun exclaimed while trying to shrug Haechan off him.

The tanned male only frowns and pulls him closer, "can't we just play? I really want to play, it's been long enough ju-junnie!" He hiccups.

Before the said boy could snap again, Jeno speaks up. "Just six rounds, and it'll be done. Hakim will give you your key back, I promise." He said.

The said boy, Hakim, dangles the car key teasingly, grinning at them all while as Jeno rolls his eyes at him.

"Either take it or leave it, I promise you, th– we won't leave you alone until you guys give in." The brunet boy almost sounded like he was pleading them for something else.

"Besides, Patrine over here is stubborn, you don't want her to bother you."

Renjun and Jaemin glance at each other, hesitating for a moment until someone exaggerates a fake yawn and looks at his watch, "hurry up!"

"Fine!" They both exclaimed, turning back to glare at the popular clique. "We'll play with you."

Everyone claps and cheers, grinning widely as Jeno sends them a discreet wink.