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"The game is simple," Nayeon says, and anyone who knows her well enough knows that nothing with her is really simple. (Which is not the case with me, but considering the amount of stories told about her to me, even I already knew that.) "We have a bottle, the person who spins the bottle, a whiskey, questions, challenges and clothes."
"Yeah, that doesn't seem simple at all," Seokmin mutters, frowning.
"Let her finish before talking nonsense," Hoshi retorts, elbowing his friend lightly. "Keep going, Nay."
"Anyway, someone will spin the bottle, right? And that bottle will point to another person at the table. That person will have five options: answer a question honestly from any other person at the table, take on a challenge, take a shot of whiskey, take off an item of clothing or kiss the person who spun the bottle if they want. Shoes and accessories don't count as items of clothing. Got it? Simple."
"How did you even think of this game?" Jihyo sounds both amazed and shocked.
"I have a lot of free time. Now, come on, take your seats, everyone."
People gather around the wooden table in the living room, forming a circle around a threatening empty bottle.
There are ten of us. It's all just a casual meeting between ten people who kind of know each other, not well enough to call themselves best friends, but relatively well. Nayeon convinced us to play this terrible game, who knows how. She's too persuasive and some of us are already a bit drunk.
To my left is Jihyo, probably the only person there who knows me well. After her are Seokmin, Hoshi, Nayeon, Sana, Momo, Mingyu, Jeongyeon, Joshua and, finally, me.
"Are we really going to obey Nayeon?" Sana asks, having a moment of lucidity that we could all have followed.
"It's too late now, let's play." Nayeon steps forward and, without any ceremony, spins the bottle.
Which stops at me.
Yes, on the first try. How lucky.
"Mina!" Nayeon exclaims, showing her huge and devilish smile. She is quite charming, although she scares me. "What's your choice, first lucky girl of the night?"
I start to evaluate my options. I have four valid pieces of clothing and two are underwear, so I'd rather not start with that. The drink is an aged whiskey blah-blah-blah that Nayeon talked about earlier. It's not my favorite drink and the dose seems quite generous, so let's leave it for last. Kissing Nayeon... Okay, I can consider that. A lot. Maybe too much. But, for fuck's sake, I barely know her and I'm not drunk enough to handle the nervousness without having a breakdown in front of everyone. She's kind of... too attractive.
Starting with the seemingly easiest option isn't cowardice, okay?
"Quiz me."
"Great!" Nayeon claps her hands together, sounding excited. She’s as beautiful as she is scary. "Does anyone want to ask Mina something? But let’s keep the questions interesting, otherwise it’ll be boring."
There’s silence for a moment. I even get hopeful. Maybe they’ll let me escape or ask something light, right?
Oh, but I should know better than to trust Jihyo’s friends.
"I have one!" Jeongyeon announces, a mischievous smile forming on her lips. Except for Jihyo, she, Sana and Joshua are the ones I know the most at this table. And knowing Jeong, that smile doesn’t mean anything good. "Mina-yah, who are the three most attractive people here for you?"
I must have blushed a little, because some of them laughed, including that asshole Jihyo. She’s an amazing best friend when she’s not laughing at my face, which is ninety percent of the time.
Seriously, what an annoying question. Three most attractive people? Nayeon, obviously. And… Nayeon again?
Okay, maybe I'm paying too much attention to Nayeon. She's... annoyingly flashy. Aside from the people I already knew, I barely paid attention to the others. I took a quick glance around the table and only felt more embarrassed. Everyone is very pretty and has their charms. It's not easy to choose three. The only certainty is that Nayeon is on top. And that's too embarrassing to say out loud.
"Can I change my choice?" I ask the devil in person, who lets out a little laugh.
"Do as you wish, but don't take too long. The game must go on."
I nodded, getting a little nervous. I could feel the others looking at me with some expectation, waiting for an answer. I could choose to kiss Nayeon... right? It definitely wouldn't be a bad choice. She's... wow. But I'm weak... too weak to face it head on right now, at least.
"Give me a dose of that stuff." The crowd laughs excitedly as Nayeon pours me a shot of whiskey. Jihyo looks a little surprised by my choice, but doesn't say anything. Of course, the 'know-it-all' expression on her face is worth a thousand words.
"Bottoms up!"
Their excited chorus reminds me of my situation. I stare at the shot (which is indeed very generous) for a quick moment before downing it. My expectation of grimacing immediately becomes reality, and everyone laughs out loud.
“So?” Sana asks. “Is it bad?”
“Horrible. It tastes like… ugh, I don’t know. It’s like alcohol made in a specific way to be completely undrinkable.”
They laugh a little more, and I ignore all of it as I decide to just spin the bottle, which stops while pointing at Mingyu.
“What’s it gonna be, Gyu?” Nayeon asks, looking at him expectantly.
I know Mingyu as well as I know Nayeon, which is very little. Besides things Jihyo or Jeongyeon told me, I didn’t know much about them or Seokmin and Momo, to tell the truth. I still know Hoshi a little better. These four, however, must be the second or third time I've seen them outside of the college campus, at most. And first I actually interact with them.
They seem like nice people, at least. They're friends of my friends, so it doesn't surprise me that they're a little crazy and outgoing.
Mingyu thinks for a few seconds, probably weighing his options like I did. He must have a little more courage on himself than I do, because, finally, he looks at me and says:
"Can I kiss you?"
I must have blushed a little again, but no one notices or laughs this time.
"Oh... sure."
He gets up (we're all sitting on the floor) and sits next to me, looking a little nervous. It's kind of cute. I like it.
"A real kiss, okay? No peck on the lips, no one here is a child," Jeongyeon warns, all perky. Asshole, I’m getting revenge on her at some point.
I don't really have time to think about how, because when I realize it, Mingyu is kissing me. He's... sweet. It's nice. His hand goes to the back of my neck and even though he's being very gentle, I can feel how firm it is. Maybe it's just the remnants of the whiskey, but my body starts to get hot. He pulls away after who knows how long and I'm grateful, because if it were up to me, I wouldn't have stopped so soon.
"Well, this game started off lively!" Sana breaks the silence, laughing and not even seeming to care about the dangers of following Nayeon's ideas.
"You get excited too easily," Momo reprimands, but she also seems a little anxious and smiling. Mingyu returns to his place after giving me a half-embarrassed smile, spinning the bottle, which points to Hoshi.
"Want another kiss, hottie?" he suggests to Mingyu, raising his eyebrows playfully and suggestively.
"I'll pass this time, cutie," Mingyu replies, letting out a good laugh.
"I didn't even want to," Hoshi replies, shrugging his shoulders. “I actually feel like trying that whiskey. Give me a shot!”
Maybe out of fear of the questions and challenges or because they wanted to get drunk, Sana, Jihyo, Seokmin and Nayeon also chose the shot of whiskey in their turns. When it was Momo's turn, however, she asked for a challenge just for a change.
A brave woman, I must admit. Or crazy, I don't know.
“Oh, I have an idea!” Joshua says, getting everyone's attention. “Nayeon, do you still have that dice?”
“Dice…? Oh! Yes! I'll get it!”
She practically runs away, which scares me a little. If she's excited, it's not good. Momo probably has the same thought, because she gives Joshua a weird look.
“I'm going to regret this, but… what dice?” She asks.
“It was something we used for another game a while ago. It's a body parts dice, it has neck, thigh, butt, breasts, mouth and hands on it.” As if it were a pre-arranged event, Nayeon storms back into the room, bringing the small die with her. “The challenge is: you roll the dice and close your eyes. One person among us will kiss you on the part of your body that appears on it. You have to guess who. If you get it right, the person who kissed you drinks. If you get it wrong, you drink. So, are you feeling brave or are you going to chicken out?”
This is Joshua for you. The face of an angel, the manners of a gentleman, but when you least expect it, he turns out to be a bastard with a really nasty sense of humor and too much creativity.
“Argh…” Momo gives the die an unfriendly look, but ends up shrugging and picking it up. “Let's go.”
She rolls the die and closes her eyes. We look expectantly at the result.
Neck.
Everyone looks at each other, curious. Who's going? I turn to Jihyo, who responds with an instant slap on my arm.
Don't even think about it.
I stifle a laugh. I've told her many times that she needs to work through these conflicting feelings about her ex, but she's stubborn. The ex in this case is Momo. Although Jihyo has been my best friend since I moved to Seoul (I used to live in Daegu), we actually met eight months ago. Apparently, about a year ago, Momo went to Japan for family reasons and they broke up. Ever since then, there have been these feelings hanging in the air, which got even worse when Momo returned to Korea two months ago.
Jihyo still doesn't know how to deal with it. I don't know Momo well enough to say, but if I had to bet, I'd say she doesn't know either.
Unfortunately, Sana is the one going. She kisses Momo's neck and I see her shiver a little. Jihyo looks away, which makes me laugh softly and get another slap on the arm. Momo opens her eyes a few seconds after Sana walks away, looking at us curiously.
"How many chances do I have?"
"Two?" Joshua answers, looking uncertain.
"I'd say just one," adds the wicked Nayeon. Why is she so sexy without doing absolutely nothing?
"Let's make it two," Mingyu intervenes. "She deserves a chance."
Everyone nods and Momo thinks for a few seconds.
"She looked like a woman... Nayeon?"
"Bzz!" she answers, laughing. "Only one chance now."
"Ah...!” Momo frowns, thoughtful. Maybe it's the shot of whiskey taking effect, but I can swear she glanced very quickly in Jihyo's direction.
My head automatically turns in my friend's direction. This time, the answer is a discreet elbow. I have to hold back my laughter again. Jihyo is terrible at hiding her reactions sometimes.
“Maybe…” Momo starts, making an uncertain face before continuing. “Jeong…?”
“Bzz! Drink!” Nayeon pours a shot of whiskey at the same time, laughing at the expression on Momo's face.
“It was me, Momo-chan!” Sana reveals, laughing as much as Nayeon.
“Ugh, I should have known.” Momo swallows the shot and spins the bottle quickly.
Jihyo grimaces. “Oh, come on!” she complains, looking at the tip of the bottle pointing in her direction. I have to hold back all my instincts to not tell her to choose the kiss. Still, I think she gets the message, because she slaps me again. “Be quiet.”
I can't take it anymore. I let out a loud laugh, pushing myself away from the table and covering my mouth with my hand. The others look at us, some apparently understanding, some more confused. Jihyo just sighs.
“The question.”
“Oh, I have one!” I say immediately, drawing attention again. Jihyo's eyes widen.
“Don-”
“How do you feel about your ex?” Jihyo's jaw drops. Nayeon, Hoshi, Seokmin, and Jeong start laughing for real, while the rest remain in a slightly comical silence, except for Momo. She's as shocked as my friend.
Jihyo looks at Nayeon. “Give me another shot of that shit.”
Nayeon has to get over her laughter before she can pour the shot, which makes Jihyo even angrier. She looks at me like she's going to kill me, but I'm relatively used to it. I'm not concerned, she really needs to resolve these feelings with Momo. And no matter what, I think today is a good opportunity to do so, whether she agrees with me or not.
Jihyo swallows the shot with hatred, swirling the bottle with the same intensity. Seokmin is the target this time. He drinks. Joshua follows. He answers. Nayeon says something that I don't quite understand. I admit, I missed the question because I was too busy looking at her. Not just looking, imagining a little. Her hands are big. Her eyes are mischievous, playful. Her mouth is... oh, I need to stop this. The heat is starting to come back.
I realized that while I was lost in my imagination, the bottle had already stopped at Hoshi and Jeongyeon again. I didn't even listen to what they chose. Jihyo seems to notice my distraction, because she nudges me.
"What's wrong?" she whispers, looking at me curiously.
"Huh? Nothing, nothing.” She eyes me for a moment. Unfortunately for me, a smile appears on her lips.
“I saw you looking at Nayeon.”
I almost choke on nothing. Fuck. “Hyo…”
She laughs. That's how I know I'm screwed. Nothing else is said, especially because the bottle is being rotated again after Sana's turn, stopping at me. I stare at the object, the heat in my body not having completely disappeared. I look at Sana. She is suddenly topless, which leaves me a little surprised. Her bra is lace and lilac, which matches her skin ridiculously well. She is incredible. Almost as much as Nayeon. Her collarbone, her shoulders, her belly... She looks at me and smiles. I take a deep breath and stand up, going to her.
Sana's mouth tastes like the wine she and Nayeon drank before starting this game.
I probably get a little carried away. Sana is soft and her hand on my waist is comforting. She makes me melt, her touch soft, her tongue caressing mine, the heat building more than it should. And her mouth… does it taste like Nayeon’s mouth?
I pull away, a little guilty that I’m thinking about Nayeon while I kiss Sana. She smiles at me and I think she probably wouldn’t mind. I return to my seat, spinning the bottle and trying to control my instincts to look at Nayeon again. My mind keeps going to her. What must it be like to hear her voice whispering in my ear? Her body pressed against mine?
Oh, I need to control myself.
The bottle stops at Joshua again. He thinks for a moment.
“Challenge.”
Momo is the first to smile. Oh, she's just as vengeful as her ex.
“The same challenge as me! But instead of a kiss, it's a slap or a squeeze. It depends on who does it.” Joshua seems to consider it for a moment, but then nods.
“Okay, fair enough.”
He picks up the dice, closing his eyes after rolling it.
Thigh.
Everyone laughs softly. Hoshi points at Mingyu, who widens his eyes. The rest start to agree, making him blush. In a rather firm movement, he squeezes Joshua's thigh, who... Oh, well, lets out a little moan. The same four idiots who laughed when I asked Jihyo that question laugh again, accompanied by Sana. Joshua turns a little red and so does Mingyu. When Josh opens his eyes, he avoids looking at the people at the table. He just thinks for a few seconds before saying something.
“Mingyu…”
Everyone laughs even harder. Nayeon laughs so hard that Jeongyeon has to take the bottle of whiskey from her hand. Mingyu drinks. Joshua spins the bottle.
Hoshi is the target this time. He takes off his shirt, afraid of the others and of getting too drunk from drinking that whiskey after the vodka shots he had earlier. Next is Jeongyeon. She drinks another shot, not looking too bothered. And so, the bottle goes back to Momo again.
“Take off your shirt, I don’t want to be alone,” Sana pleads, smiling weakly.
“Thanks for your consideration,” Hoshi says, but Sana just laughs at him. Momo sighs and takes off her shirt, which makes me look away at Jihyo again, already expecting the usual slap. The thing is, she’s so hypnotized by her ex that she doesn’t even notice.
“Do you want a tissue? You’ll end up drooling all over the table like that,” I whisper, which makes her wake up with a slight fright.
“Oh, screw you, Mina” she retorts, grimacing and looking away.
“You're being very aggressive today, young lady” I tease, keeping my voice low so as not to disturb the rest of the group, who are having fun with a random challenge thrown at Seokmin. Jihyo sighs, turning to face me.
“I'm just... stressed.” Her voice tone leaves room for many interpretations, but I understand what she means. It's probably the first time she's been so close to Momo since they broke up. The disadvantages of keeping the same circle of friends as your ex.
“I have an idea about how to lighten up your mood.”
“Don't even start, Mina.”
“Seriously, Hyo.” She looks at me and I can see her stubborn head working at full steam, pondering what I've been saying for a long time about having a good conversation with Momo.
“It's... weird.” Jihyo shrugs. “Let's just not talk about that right now, okay?”
I'm tempted to argue, but I decide to let it go, after all, Hyo is too stubborn to do any good arguing now. I turn my attention back to the game, where poor Momo drinks a shot after the bottle points at her again. Anyway, after that, it's Nayeon's turn.
“Momo-yah, do you want a kiss?”
“Fuck off.”
Jeongyeon laughs at Nayeon's pout and I also hold back a giggle. She seems to notice, because she looks at me with a mischievous smile.
“Do you want to ask me something, Mina-chan?” I can’t hide my surprise, because Nayeon smiles even more. “Or a challenge?”
“I'm sure she must have some things in mind…”
It's my turn to discreetly elbow Jihyo, who opens an amused smile. Nayeon looks from me to her, her face drawing a curious expression. Suddenly, I have an idea.
“Are you good at guessing, Nayeon?” I ask, seeing her smile.
“What do you have in mind?”
“Guess three things about me. For each one you get right, I'll take my clothes off or drink. For each one you get wrong, you take them off or drink. Deal?”
She doesn't even think twice. “Deal.”
“Great. You can start.”
Nayeon stares at me for a while. Her eyes start to make me nervous, but in a good way. It's fun.
“You like alternative rock bands. You keep a diary. You're bisexual.”
“I think that last one is pretty easy to tell,” Sana mutters.
“I agree,” Jeongyeon adds, which makes Nayeon roll her eyes.
“Okay, I'll say another one. You're from Kyoto.”
I smile. “You got two wrong. I like soft rhythms. I was born in Texas, but I was raised in Kobe before moving to Daegu.”
“Oh, shit.”
She takes off her shirt without ceremony, leaving me a little surprised. I hadn't noticed before, but now I can clearly see that she works out by the shape of her arms and abs. Instead of a bra, Nayeon is wearing a gray top that makes me want to do things that I have to hold back from saying out loud. Her body is... fuck, I don't even have words to describe it. She’s gorgeous.
"I think you need a tissue right now," Jihyo whispers, breaking me out of my trance. Luckily, Nayeon is busy drinking a shot of whiskey to notice how much I've thirsted over her.
"Hey!" Nayeon calls, pointing at me after drinking the shot. The tone of her voice and the almost irritated expression on her face make me shiver. Woman, don't talk to me like that, I'm weak. "I got one right, you have to do something too."
Oh, right. Maybe it was the heat (all Nayeon's fault), but I don't think twice before simply taking off my shirt. I feel myself blush when I realize she's still looking at me with a sly smile on her lips and not even hiding it. She’s a devilish woman.
“Nice bra.”
Yeah, I'm going to explode.
“Oh... Nice top.”
She smiles before spinning the bottle and I take the opportunity to look and remember which bra I was wearing in the first place. Fortunately, it's the black lace one, the prettiest one I own.
“Mina, you need to hide your gayness better,” Jihyo teases, laughing.
“Oh, It’s great to hear such an amazing tip from the most obvious woman alive.”
“At least I don't turn red like a tomato because of a beautiful woman.”
“Jihyo. Fuck you.”
She laughs, which means I lost. Seriously? I need a new best friend.
[...]
I have to congratulate Nayeon, she knows how to create a fun game. We spent a long time in that circle, drinking, laughing, kissing, doing nonsensical things and occasionally taking off our clothes. I drank two more shots, answered a fairly normal question, did a challenge of using my mouth to pass a card into someone else's mouth, kissed Jeongyeon and Joshua, and I even ended up being the third one to be only in my underwear (Sana and Josh were the first).
Nothing much different happened with the others. Seokmin and Mingyu were locked in the bathroom for about 10 minutes, Jihyo did a strip-tease (Momo got really flushed), Hoshi drank three shots in a row and started laughing alone, Jeongyeon and Momo danced tango and funk (it was Jihyo's turn to get flushed), Sana received a slap on the ass from each of us, Josh spent five rounds talking like an 18th century english gentleman, while Nayeon was the devilishly hot woman she is. In other words, she went topless. Seriously. No, I don't know how I could stand not kissing her right there. Too many sensations.
Eventually, we got tired. (Some did, but I didn't. I was too busy admiring Nayeon's tits to get tired.)
After some complaints from Nayeon (who also insisted on forbidding everyone from getting dressed), the game was dispersed. I was a little dizzy from the shots of whiskey, so while the others went elsewhere, I stood there waiting for the alcohol to wear off a bit.
When I look around a few minutes later, only Jihyo is next to me, lying on the floor with her shirt thrown next to my clothes.
"Are you okay?" I ask, seeing her distracted expression.
"Huh?" She turns to me, her eyes wide. "Oh, yeah. Yeah. You?"
"A little dizzy, but it's getting better."
"Good…”
"You're thinking about Momo, aren't you?" Jihyo blushes immediately, avoiding my gaze. “Go talk to her. What’s the worst that could happen?”
“She could hate me. Or she could not want anything to do with me anymore.”
“I doubt both options. And you know that they’re both unlikely.”
Jihyo grimaces at my answer, looking at the hallway where Momo disappeared when the game was dispersed.
“Are you sure It’s going to be okay?”
“You won’t know if you don’t try.”
She seems convinced, which almost makes me scream in celebration. I’ve been trying to get her to solve this for weeks, because thinking so much about Momo was starting to drive her crazy and consequently making my life miserable too.
“Wish me luck.”
“You won’t need it.”
She smiles at me before getting up and going after Momo. Phew. Mission accomplished.
I take a deep breath, realizing that I have nothing else to do without Jihyo around. Sana, Jeongyeon, Joshua and Hoshi are in another corner of the room, watching something on Nayeon’s TV, but I haven’t got the slightest idea of where the rest of them are.
Since it's cold, I decide to put on my pants. After all, I have no reason to completely obey that crazy woman Nayeon. But I don't put on my shirt because I don't want to irritate her too much either. (I also caught her staring at my abs before. I liked it. I want to see if she'll do it again.)
I go to see what the four idiots are watching, and, to no one's surprise, it’s videos of animals doing stupid things. Jeong, Sana and Josh are clinging to each other on the couch, while Hoshi is on the floor, holding on to Joshua's legs. Poor Hoshi drank so much that I don't even know how he managed to get up. Just as I'm about to join them, Nayeon appears in the hallway, her ridiculously beautiful breasts catching my attention like ants go after sugar.
Holy shit, how can a woman be so hot?
Nayeon looks me up and down, grimacing when she sees my pants. “I told you not to get dressed.”
“It’s cold,” I reply, shrugging. “If you don’t like it, you can come and try to take them off.”
She looks at me defiantly, and for a moment, I have the impression that she’s going to comply with my challenge. However, that’s not what happens (unfortunately).
“As punishment, you’re going to help me clean up. Come on.”
She goes to the kitchen, waving for me to come with her. Before we went to the game, we were there, drinking, eating and talking nonsense. Of course, we left without cleaning anything, so it was no surprise to find the kitchen with leftover snacks on the table and half-empty glasses.
The real surprise was finding Seokmin and Mingyu almost eating each other near a counter. They had both been shirtless during the game, but I'm pretty sure Seokmin shouldn't be only in his underwear. And neither should Mingyu's hand be where it is.
"Hey, you idiots! Not in the kitchen!" Nayeon reprimands, drawing the attention of both of them, who immediately blush. "At least use the bathroom. But you have to clean up after you're done."
They stare at each other for a second, then leave quietly as if nothing had happened. I laugh, because, well, there's no way not to laugh and I'm kind of drunk. Nayeon looks at me with a smile, and again I have the feeling that she is not analyzing my face.
“Are you having fun, Mina-chan?”
“Yeah. You guys are funny.”
She seems proud of the answer, who knows why. We both start to tidy up the kitchen, getting rid of some leftovers and putting the glasses in the sink.
“No need to wash, I'll do it tomorrow,” Nayeon says when she sees me turning on the tap. I accept, leaving the sink as it is.
There are still a few other things to clean in the room, but I admit that my mind is not very focused on the task at hand. I would even like to think about something else, but all that comes to mind is Nayeon and her almost naked body so close to me yet too far for my liking. As an emergency measure to get out of this situation, I consider that chatting with her is the best way to distract myself.
The problem is that all I can really think about is her breasts, so I decide to talk about it.
“Aren't you, like... embarrassed?” I question, nodding at the lack of clothing covering her body.
“Oh, this?” She looks at her own breasts, shrugging and then looking at me. “Nah, I got really drunk at a party last year and stripped in the middle of the living room. I think you're the only one in this apartment who's seeing these beauties for the first time. Besides, I'm hot.”
I laugh, partly because of the story and partly because of her self-esteem. As for her statement... well, you can't praise something you haven't proved yet.
Of course, I avoid saying it out loud and Nayeon doesn't seem to mind the lack of response. We get back to work in silence, finishing everything in a short time, since the mess wasn't that big. I even managed to focus a little on something other than her... but I admit it wasn't a lot.
Thinking so much about someone next to me was starting to get annoying, I admit.
Isn't it time to do something?
“Are you hungry?” she asks after we finish, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“No, I’m still full because of the snacks, but I'll take some water.”
Nayeon nods, grabbing one of the few clean glasses left in the cupboard and pouring me some water. She turns her back in the process and I can't help but look at her body, thinking, imagining much more than I should. Her waist almost begs for me to grab it. Her skin looks so soft, perfect for me to squeeze and bite. Her legs are a attraction on their own and I can't help but think how it is being in the middle of them. And fuck, don’t even get me started on the way she fits in that skirt and how much I want to rip it apart and eat her out.
I spend too much time thinking about her. So much time that, when I realize it, Nayeon is next to me, holding the glass of water with a suggestive look on her face. I almost can't stop looking at her. Even with her so close and knowing that hiding it is impossible, my eyes glaze over every detail of her, thinking about the countless things I would love to do right now.
“Are you okay, Mina?” her voice is low and she’s smiling pleasantly as if she doesn't know how much I want her. I don't answer the question, just taking the glass and swallowing the water in one go. Nayeon laughs at my lack of control. “Hey.”
“What?” I answer, trying not to be consumed by desire.
“…Doing is better than thinking.”
That's the trigger.
My hands go to Nayeon's body so quickly that I'm surprised. I even need a moment to process that my mouth is pressed against hers, fitting so well that it seems like it was made for that.
You know when you have an uncontrollable and almost irrational desire to do or try something, even without being sure how good it will really be? And then, when you do, it's better than you imagined?
Nayeon is that feeling multiplied by a thousand.
The moment I kiss her, I feel trapped, confined. There's no way I can get away from her, stop tasting her lips or feeling her body pressed against mine. I don't even want to move an inch away from her. Kissing her is indescribable, absurd, like no kiss I've ever had before. I've desired and conquered many people, but Nayeon seems like a completely different category, completely unique.
I can feel so much of her in a few seconds that I can't even process it all properly. It's a mess of kisses, squeezes, a moan exhaled by her lips that almost makes me combust.
I want her so much that it's inexplicable, ridiculous. It's not like me to want someone so much, but Nayeon is even more surprising than I thought.
In my entire life, it's the first time I've truly felt the need to stop a kiss because I'm out of breath. Nayeon doesn't rest, starting to peck and nibble on my neck after our mouths separate. Trying to catch my breath while Nayeon touches and kisses me is a difficult and maddening task. Her hands roam my nape and back, caressing and scratching until they find a way inside my bra.
A single, light squeeze on my breasts is enough to wake me up again. I press her against the counter, eliciting a muffled, sly moan from her that I silence with a kiss as voracious as the last. I take advantage of the fact that she is wearing a short skirt to grab her thighs and her immediate instinct is to open her legs for me.
Yeah, maybe I'm going crazy because of Nayeon.
I want more. I want her whole, to devour every single inch of her body. But we're in the kitchen, in full view of anyone who comes in. And I don't want anyone interrupting me.
That's why I slow down little by little. Nayeon seems to understand, because she does the same. Still, we take our time to move away, even if it's just a few inches, getting as much contact as we can in the process. Nayeon looks at me when we're less eager, her brown eyes expressing the desire we both feel at that moment.
"I'm... going to kick these people out of my house. And you... are going to check on Momo and Jihyo."
"Okay," I agree, but neither of us moves. We stare at each other, clinging like two idiots too horny to think straight.
Finally, we're forced to regain control of our bodies. Each of us goes in a different direction, with the sole intention of meeting up again as soon as possible. I look for where Jihyo might be. Momo shares this apartment with Nayeon, so it's safe to assume that my friend is talking to her ex in a more private place. That's exactly what I find.
The difference is that the two idiots left the door open and their conversation involves a much closer proximity than normal conversations should involve.
“You know, you could have thought about closing the door,” I interrupt without thinking, startling both of them, who separate in fright. Jihyo looks from me to Momo, who she was almost swallowing a few seconds ago.
“Uh… I'll be right back,” she says to her ex (?) before coming towards me, closing the door behind her so we can talk in the hallway. She doesn't seem to notice that she's not wearing a bra, but I decide not to comment on Momo's nimble and perverted hands. “Well… I think I'll sleep here tonight. Momo and I have, uh, a lot to… talk about.”
“Oh, yes, I could tell,” I reply, trying to hold back my laughter. “That's a great conversation technique you two were using there.” She looks at me as if to tell me to shut up, but the situation is so funny that I don't care.
“Anyway, are you okay with going home alone?”
“Hm… no… actually, I think I'll spend the night here too.” Jihyo looks at me curiously, then opens a mischievous smile.
“You naughty girl!”
“Sometimes.” She laughs.
“Have fun with Nayeon.”
“Have fun with Momo.”
She goes back to her room and closes the door, leaving me in the hallway. Well, I consider this outcome a victory for our friendship.
I go to the living room, watching Nayeon saying goodbye to everyone, including Mingyu and Seokmin. I say goodbye to them as well, making an excuse that I'm going to “wait for Jihyo” so we can leave together. I don't think the drunk ones care, but Josh and Jeong look at me with a knowing glint in their eyes before leaving.
“I didn't have to kick anyone out,” Nayeon explains after everyone leaves. “Jeong wanted to take them home and I'm almost sure Seok and Gyu went to fuck in somewhere more private.”
“Good for them.”
“Yes,” she agrees, her eyes scanning me from end to end again. “Do you want to see my room?”
“Sure.”
She only showed me her room about thirty minutes later because when she was going to pass beside me to continue down the hallway, I couldn't help myself and grabbed her right there.
Nayeon is right. She is hot.