#funny gaming

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Eminem eating a Playstation.

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pt. 2 of memes for this silly lil game

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Spin the Bottle…

Cw: Alcohol, suggestive content, chaotic behavior, jealousy, lots of kissing

This is just a random humor chapter 😭 it definitely makes more sense in Spanish, but I tried my best to make it sound just as funny in English

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP.

Pd: English is not my first language so there may be mistakes, thousand apologies.

“I’ve got an idea, guys.” you said, excited. That night you were having a small get-together. You and Yuzuha had planned it, so you invited the ToMan boys, and she brought a few other girls she said were really nice. But after noticing the three unfamiliar girls staring at you, a bit too interested, you instantly regretted it. “Actually… never mind.”

“I’ve got one!” Yuzuha suddenly stood up from the couch, facing everyone. Some were sitting on the floor, others on the couch. “Let’s play spin the bottle.”

“Yuzuha, no—” Hakkai spoke immediately, already nervous. He covered his eyes with his arm and sank deeper into the couch.

“Oh, come on, it’ll be fun.” Yuzuha walked into the kitchen to grab an empty bottle. Since it was her house, she was sure to find one.

You looked around at your friends’ faces and almost burst out laughing. Some looked horrified, while others—like Baji—well… they didn’t seem to mind the idea at all.

“Whoever it lands on has to kiss, that’s it.” Yuzuha came back with a clear bottle and sat cross-legged on the floor. “And if you refuse, then you get a dare… just to make things more interesting.” Smiley laughed at her wording. She placed the bottle in front of her and looked at everyone, signaling them to come closer.

“I’m not playing…” Hinata shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

“Me neither, haha.” Takemichi scratched the back of his neck, clearly nervous.

“Only you two can’t play. You’re a couple, after all.” Yuzuha waved them off, and both of them sighed in relief. Still, they stayed on the couch to watch.

“I’m scared…” Angry muttered as he moved closer to form the circle around the bottle.

“Our Father, who art in heaven…” Chifuyu sat down next to you, already praying.

The three girls and Emma settled in among the group. One of them—ash blonde—you immediately noticed the way she kept looking at one of your friends. Mitsuya.

Honestly, you’d rather stick your hand in a blender than not go strangle her, but whatever—you had to behave. Let’s call her A, the brunette P, and the shorter one L. Yeah, no names. You were that annoyed.

“I don’t like your sister” Draken whispered to Hakkai under his breath.

“Me neither” Hakkai whispered back.

“Just spin the damn thing already” Mikey muttered, and you had to hold back a laugh. He looked half-asleep, clearly in a bad mood.

Yuzuha spun the bottle. It landed on herself, and everyone burst out laughing when she made a face.

“Damn, I should’ve picked another game” Hakkai teased with a smug “deal with it.”

She spun it again, and this time it landed on Draken.

Your eyes widened instantly, and you looked straight at him. A few spots to the right, Emma was sitting there, her expression anything but subtle.

“Hahaha, starting strong” Mikey laughed, nudging Smiley, who only grinned wider.

“I choose dare, obviously” Yuzuha said immediately.

“Okaaay, Yuzuha, I dare you to slap Mikey” Smiley pointed straight at him, and the blond let out a choked sound.

“What?” Mikey stared at him.

“Well then.” Yuzuha got up and walked over to Mikey.

“Don’t mess around, what kind of dare is that?” Baji complained.

Yuzuha leaned down slightly and gave Mikey a light slap on the cheek. Smiley scoffed when he saw she didn’t go all in.

“Next.” Yuzuha sat back down and spun the bottle again. “I swear I’ll cut off a boob if something good doesn’t happen this time.”

Everyone screamed when the bottle landed on you. From the couch, Hinata shook Takemichi so he’d look, and he gave you a supportive thumbs-up. Your friends covered their faces, not wanting to witness what came next.

“________ and Inupi!” Yuzuha shouted excitedly. Emma, on the other hand, started moving her arms in circles like she was mixing something, practically dancing at what was about to happen.

Go on—if you wanted to make out with him, despite your friends practically killing you with their stares.

“This round sucks” Baji muttered.

“Couldn’t be worse” Mitsuya covered his eyes with his hand.

“You don’t argue with the bottle, so I’m going.” You stood up, and everyone watched you. Inui, who had been quiet until now, looked surprisingly calm, a small smirk resting on his lips.

He waited for you, leaning back on his hands. When you reached him, he tilted his head up while you leaned down, your hair slightly blocking everyone else’s view.

Inupi held himself up with one hand, the other moving to your cheek. You both leaned in, and you kissed him.

Squeals from your friends filled the room. And then Emma yelling, “I don’t have my phone—I DON’T HAVE MY PHONE” whining about not recording it.

You pulled away after a few seconds, and nearly lost it when Inupi ran his tongue over his lips. You got even more distracted when Kazutora, behind him, gave you a thumbs-up, forming a circle with his fingers—perfect kiss.

“Let a truck hit me, please” Chifuyu muttered to himself.

“Just keep going” you said finally. Yuzuha spun the bottle again, a mischievous grin on her face.

It landed on Emma… and then Baji.

The room went insane.

“OOOOOH, someone record this” Mikey started clapping, way too excited.

“Emma, you got this!” Hakkai cheered from the other side. The unfamiliar girls cheered too—of course, they were sitting right next to each other. This could get intense.

“Kenchin, don’t look!” Mikey teased. Emma glared at him. “Kenchin, look!”

“I never thought I’d see this day” Chifuyu got so nervous he clung to you, pulling you down so your head rested against his chest.

“Um…” Emma hesitated, but when she noticed Draken wasn’t looking, she went for it. Baji stayed calm, turning toward her as she gave him a quick peck.

On the couch, Hinata looked like she might faint, and Takemichi fanned her with his hand.

“Oooh, this is getting interesting. Let’s keep going,” Yuzuha grinned like a devil.

She spun the bottle again. It landed on P… and Angry.

You almost lost it.

The girl accepted immediately and walked over to Angry. You stared at him seriously. Your friend looked at you like he was silently begging for help, but you just crossed your arms, frustrated at doing nothing.

The only one who noticed your reaction was Yuzuha, watching you from the corner of her eye.

When they kissed, it didn’t last more than two seconds before Angry pulled away almost immediately. Smiley raised both thumbs at him, congratulating him.

“And he still doesn’t change his face” Kazutora joked, earning a glare from Angry.

“AGAIN!” Yuzuha shouted excitedly as she spun the bottle once more. It landed on you again, to everyone’s surprise.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, this is rigged” Mikey said, staring at Yuzuha. She just shrugged like she had nothing to do with it.

“________ already had her turn. Spin again” Mitsuya said calmly but firmly. Draken made a face at that.

“That’s bullshit” Baji complained along with the others, while Smiley watched everyone with a grin, clearly enjoying the show.

“I think _______ already had her turn too. It should be someone else now” Inui added, surprising Yuzuha a bit.

“For fuck’s sake…” Angry muttered under his breath.

“There are no rules in this game, shut up” Yuzuha snapped seriously. After a long sigh, she spun the bottle again, landing on… Kazutora.

“HELL YEAH!” Kazutora jumped up, even kicking the bottle slightly.

“Goddamn…” Mikey dropped back onto the floor.

“AGAIN?!” Baji stared in disbelief. “WHY HIM?!”

“That guy’s got insane luck” Angry shook his head.

“Son of a bitch…” Mitsuya muttered to himself. Not wanting to see what came next, he leaned his elbow on his knee and covered his eyes.

“Funny how we always end up together, Kazutora” you laughed as he walked over to you, throwing himself onto you. Both of you ended up lying back, laughing.

“It’s fate” the long-haired boy said, holding your face with both hands. “Now kiss me.”

He pressed his lips to yours—1…2…3…4…5…6…

And suddenly, you didn’t feel Kazutora on top of you anymore. When you sat up, you saw Baji and Mikey holding him by his shirt.

“Alright, that’s enough for now” Mikey said, letting him go as Baji shoved him back to his spot.

“This guy gets carried away way too fast” Baji muttered, sitting back down along with Mikey.

“You guys are so dramatic. It’s just for bonding” you fixed your hair, still smiling. Kazutora stretched once he sat back down, looking completely satisfied.

“That was wild…” Yuzuha said, eyes wide. “I like it.” She grinned, while Hakkai looked at her, completely offended.

When she spun the bottle again, it landed on Hakkai. He didn’t even look at it out of nerves. Then it pointed at L. Your friend chose a dare, so he didn’t have to kiss her.

“Ugh, buzzkill. I already know your dare.” Yuzuha stood up and went to the kitchen, coming back with a big bottle filled with a clear liquid. “Drink all of this. Tequila.”

“And I thought she cared about her brother” Mikey whispered to you. You laughed along with him.

“Drink it all—slowly if you want. We’ll keep playing in the meantime.” Yuzuha handed him the bottle, and Hakkai took it, trying to open it. In the end, Mitsuya had to open it for him when he couldn’t.

In the next round, it landed on Draken and L. The girl didn’t know about Emma’s feelings, so she leaned in to kiss him. You covered your eyes so you wouldn’t kill her with your stare. Chifuyu covered his eyes along with you.

You didn’t want to see Emma’s face at that moment, so you avoided looking at her. Instead, Hinata was whispering encouragement to her—not subtly at all.

For a brief moment, you looked at Hakkai. He looked back at you. You glanced at the bottle, then back at him. It took him a second, but he understood.

He poured a bit of alcohol into the cap, and while Yuzuha was distracted by something Baji was saying, Hakkai passed the cap behind Smiley and Mikey, handing it to you discreetly.

“Thank you” you took it, hiding behind Mikey as you drank it, making a face. “Give me more so I can help you finish it” you whispered, still behind the blond. Hakkai nodded and took the cap back from you.

“Alright, another round!” Yuzuha spun the bottle, and it landed right on you again.

“I swear a ghost is messing with us” Chifuyu muttered under his breath.

“This is bullshit, what a fucking game” Baji stretched his legs out as he sat. Emma laughed at your friends’ reactions.

“Okay, this isn’t funny anymore” Angry crossed his arms, shooting you a look.

“Yeah, I want my turn already,” Smiley complained, still smiling. From the couch, Takemichi looked like he was about to have a heart attack—he’d definitely noticed the not-so-happy looks from the others.

Mitsuya just let out a quiet groan, his brow furrowed and jaw tight, but he said nothing and looked away. Mikey, sitting next to you, stared at you with narrowed eyes.

“What? I didn’t do anything” you said, raising your hands near your face. “The bottle just likes me, I guess.” Mikey kept staring at you like that.

“Let it be me! Let it be me!” Kazutora clapped along to his own made-up chant.

“Hehe, you’re lucky, _______.” Yuzuha winked at you playfully. You pressed your lips together to hold back a laugh. Bless this bottle… I’m building it an altar after this.

Come on, anyone—I’m in.

You hyped yourself up mentally, excited.

She spun the bottle again and it landed on Yuzuha. The guys started yelling like it was a football match. Smiley and Mikey high-fived.

“This is awkward…” Hakkai muttered to himself.

“FINALLY, something worth watching!” Baji even stood up to celebrate. One serious look from Yuzuha made him sit back down.

“Are you going to do it, _______?” Inui asked. You played it cool, not showing any expression. You looked at Yuzuha, who stood up.

“Of course, this girl is basically my wife” You stood up too, but everyone immediately agreed it’d be better if you did it sitting down since you were already face to face. Idiots just want a better view. Pigs.

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” everyone chanted—except Angry and Mitsuya, who just watched.

You both sat down and moved on your knees until you were face to face, the bottle between you. When you cupped Yuzuha’s face, Chifuyu let out a squeak, mumbling something about not wanting to see because he was nervous. Kazutora yelled at him to stop being a pussy, and everyone laughed when Chifuyu threw a slipper at him.

When Yuzuha pressed her lips to yours, the room went wild. Hinata was talking to Takemichi, who looked like he’d fainted, and Smiley was laughing his ass off for no reason. When you tilted your head, Yuzuha’s hair fell forward, partially hiding the movement of your lips—until someone’s hand pushed it aside so everyone could see better.

After a few seconds, you pulled apart and burst into laughter, returning to your spots. Silence fell over the room.

“What?” Yuzuha looked at everyone. You glanced around—at least the ToMan boys weren’t laughing anymore. Maybe they were a bit shocked.

“This isn’t funny anymore. It hurts,” Kazutora whined.

You and Yuzuha laughed again at their expressions. On the couch, Hinata was fanning Takemichi with a magazine. Yuzuha spun the bottle again, and the boys sighed heavily, focusing back on the game.

“A aand…” Yuzuha spun it again. It landed on Mitsuya. “OOOOOOHHHH”

Everyone echoed the sound—except you. You stayed neutral, tapping your nails lightly against the floor beside you. Chifuyu noticed how tense you looked and grabbed your hand.

“Shh, relax, bestie,” he whispered. You leaned against his side, your gaze drifting to the girl who was already leaning toward Mitsuya. When their lips met, you squeezed Chifuyu’s hand, your nails digging into his palm. “Hey—no, no, let go—” he tried to pull away, but you kept squeezing while she kept kissing your friend. He had to use his other hand to pry your fingers off.

You shifted uncomfortably when they finally pulled apart. A movement caught your attention—Kazutora was signaling you to calm down. Jealousy.

You discreetly flipped him off, and he blew you a kiss. Draken also glanced at you, lips twitching as he tried not to laugh.

“Baldy, close your mouth,” you pointed at him. He pretended not to hear you. Emma giggled at the nickname.

A dark irritation started building inside you, like some kind of aura wrapping around you. For a second, you thought you might snap the way Kazutora sometimes did.

“It never lands on me, this is bullshit” Mikey muttered, crossing his arms, clearly annoyed. He’d been complaining about it for a while, bothering Yuzuha to do something.

“And now it lands on…” everyone watched the bottle as it slowed down… stopping on Kazutora.

“Ooooh, intense” your friend leaned forward, grinning.

“You’re paired with…” the bottle turned and stopped in Baji’s direction.

“NOOO, HELL NO!” Baji grabbed his hair in frustration.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS STUPID ASS BOTTLE?” Kazutora was about to kick it, but Yuzuha pulled it away. “No way I’m kissing that idiot.”

“I’d like to see that,” Emma said, looking at you. You nodded.

“They should grab each other by the hair and slowly get closer,” you teased. Beside you, Mikey and Chifuyu were shrinking into themselves with disgusted expressions. “And make it a full French kiss—otherwise what’s the point?” You and Emma smiled wickedly.

“YOU DEMON, SHUT UP!” Kazutora pointed at you, horrified.

“Haha, fragile masculinity” Yuzuha whispered. You and the other girls burst out laughing.

“Not ‘fragile masculinity,’ I just refuse to kiss that vampire,” Kazutora crossed his arms.

“Fine, damn, then pick a dare.” Kazutora nodded, and Baji let out a relieved sigh, practically blessing himself. “I dare you to kiss Baji.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Smiley lost it, laughing loudly, throwing his head back, his sharp jawline showing.

Starting mental recording to replay this daily, you thought.

“Go to hell, Hakkai’s sister,” Kazutora said with a more serious expression.

“Alright, alright, I was joking,” Yuzuha could barely speak through her laughter. “Then I dare you to…”

“Mhm, take your shirt off and stay like that for the rest of the game,” L suggested.

Do I want to kiss her or strangle her? you thought.

“Oh, now we’re actually playing for real, huh?” Kazutora smirked and quickly took off his shirt. “Looks like things are heating up. Now the fun begins.” He rubbed his hands together like he was planning something.

“Yeah, sure, next.” Yuzuha spun the bottle again, landing right on Mikey. Let it land on me or make him pick a dare, let it land on me or make him pick a dare your mind kept repeating nonstop. “Chifuyu!” You let out a burst of laughter, even drooling a little from how sudden it was.

“Oh no, no, no, no.” Mikey shook his head repeatedly. “That dog doesn’t deserve my lips.” You ended up lying on the floor from how hard you were laughing.

“Ewwww, I don’t wannaaa.” Chifuyu scooted away from him.

“I said I wanted a turn but NOT LIKE THIS.” Mikey snapped at Yuzuha.

“Goddamn it, you’ve ruined the whole damn game! I’ve been trying to get you to either land on someone or do something and kiss someone, I’m sick of you, shitty little leader.” Yuzuha lost her temper and everyone stared at her in shock. “JUST PICK SOMEONE AND KISS THEM IF YOU WANT TO SO BADLY AND YOU’RE TOO MUCH OF A COWARD UNLESS THE DAMN BOTTLE LANDS ON THAT PERSON.”

“That’s what I wanted to hear.” Mikey turned to look at you and you sat up straight, eyes wide. Chifuyu let out a squeal when he saw Mikey place a hand on the back of your neck and pull you in for a kiss. Your hands instinctively went to his shoulders as he pulled you closer to his torso.

“That’s uncomfortable.” Smiley, sitting next to Mikey, looked at both of you. “Everyone wants to kiss my friend.”

Mitsuya hadn’t expected that at all—he felt like his teeth would crack from how hard he was clenching his jaw. Angry didn’t look at you even once, and Inui just stayed calm, watching the drama unfold.

Hina’s scream made you look at the couch—Takemichi had recovered, but the moment he saw you kissing Mikey, he fainted again.

“You’re so weak, Takemichi” your friend whispered to him.

“Alright, alright, break it up.” Chifuyu tapped your shoulder.

A flash went off and you pulled away from Mikey—Emma had stepped in front of you and taken a picture.

“For the memories” She smiled at both of you. You looked at her seriously.

After that, the kisses and dares continued. While Emma wasn’t paying attention, Hakkai secretly handed you a bottle of alcohol and you finished it in two gulps. Angry saw you and gave you a disapproving look. You let out a deep breath as the alcohol spread through your body.

You wanted more.

After a while, the three girls decided to leave since they lived farther away and it was getting late. A—the girl from before—talked to Mitsuya for a bit, and you’d bet she gave him her number since she asked for his phone. Smoke was practically coming out of your ears at that.

“Chifuyu, since you won’t kiss Draken, you have to do a dare.” Yuzuha glared at him. None of your friends wanted to kiss each other. You wanted chaos, but these damn macho idiots weren’t having it. “Seven minutes in heaven—take _______.” What a fucking genius, you thought.

“She’s playing with fire.” Hakkai already saw what his sister was planning—she shipped you with everyone. Mitsuya let out a frustrated sigh while Smiley silently laughed at him.

“I’m not complaining.” Chifuyu jumped to his feet and held out his hand. “Let’s go, sunshine.” You took his hand and followed him.

“Hey! Don’t call her that, I gave her that nickname!” Smiley shouted from behind.

“Go to my room or whatever, just don’t you dare do anything on my bed!” Yuzuha yelled as you were already heading upstairs.

“Wait, wait, I’m grabbing something to drink.” You let go of Chifuyu and slipped into the kitchen—if you wanted to loosen up, you needed a little more alcohol. You searched drawer after drawer until you found some beers, next to some half-eaten desserts Mikey had left earlier.

“Hurry your ass up, _______” Chifuyu whispered. You grabbed a few bottles and followed him upstairs. “Hey…”

“Mhm?” you hummed while drinking straight from the bottle. Chifuyu sat on Yuzuha’s bed and leaned back, arms spread out.

“Who do you like, _______?” You handed him a bottle and he opened it.

“Where is that coming from?” you lay beside him on your side. He took a sip, wetting his lips.

“I don’t know… you just looked pretty pissed during the game.” Shit, you thought. “Also, when that short girl kissed me, you kicked me.”

“Hahaha, it was an accident.” You answered quickly, playing it off.

“Sooo?” Chifuyu glanced at you, still drinking.

“I don’t like anyone.” I like all of them, you admitted in your head. “I’m just kinda jealous, I guess.” Chifuyu nodded, not fully convinced. You both kept drinking in silence.

“Can I kiss you?” Chifuyu broke the silence. You set your empty bottle aside, opened another, took a long sip, and nodded.

Chifuyu propped himself up on his elbow and kissed you, soft, slow movements against your lips. Your hand grabbed his hair, pulling him closer. He let out a quiet breath through his nose. You parted your lips slightly and he slipped his tongue in, the kiss turning wetter. The taste of alcohol filled it, but you didn’t mind—you deepened it instead.

“TIME’S UP, LOVE BIRDS!” Yuzuha shouted, banging on the door. You both pulled away, panicked. In a flash, you opened the remaining bottles, chugged them, and hid them under the bed so Yuzuha wouldn’t see.

“We’re coming!” you shouted, kicking a can that was visible at the foot of the bed.

“Wait.” Chifuyu grabbed your hand and fixed your messy hair. “There.”

“Thanks.” You opened the door and found several faces waiting. Yuzuha and Emma looked the happiest, Hinata was there too, mouth slightly open in shock.

Your friends, though? They looked like they had knives in their eyes when they saw Chifuyu.

“Let’s keep playing!” Yuzuha grabbed both of your hands and dragged everyone back downstairs.

“_______, you smell like alcohol,” Inupi whispered so no one else would hear.

“When I get nervous or anxious, I feel like drinking,” you whispered back near his ear.

“And what are you now?” Inui joked.

“Both” you admitted quietly. “That’s why I borrowed some beers. Keep it a secret.” Inui smiled and nodded.

When everyone sat down again, you froze when Mitsuya made Mikey move to the side and sat next to you. The alcohol hit you hard, and a thousand scenarios ran through your head.

“Did you drink?” Mitsuya murmured.

“A little” you whispered back. “Just a bit.” He stared straight into your eyes. “In my defense, I was nervous.” He didn’t look away.

“Uh-huh.” He bit the inside of his cheek, creating a small dent. His hand clenched his pants as Yuzuha spun the bottle again. Kazutora and you. Again. “What a shitty game.” Mitsuya stood up, clearly frustrated, and walked away.

“Damn, why are you so pissed?” Kazutora looked at him, still sitting with one knee up and the other leg stretched out.

“Are you seriously asking me that?” Mitsuya turned just enough to look at him. The tension in the room spiked instantly. Kazutora stood up, and Baji followed right after.

“Alright, alright, hold on.” Baji walked slowly toward you. “Basically everyone’s already kissed her except me. Kazutora, sucks for you, it’s my turn.”

You didn’t even react when Baji crouched down, tilted your chin up, and kissed you. Quick, but intense. Your hands hesitated between pushing him away and pulling him closer—you had no idea what to do.

When he pulled back, everyone looked shocked.

A shove sent Baji stumbling to the side of the bottle, and suddenly hands grabbed you under your arms, pulling you up. Mitsuya, from behind, placed his hand on your chin, wiped your lips with his thumb almost roughly, then tilted your face.

And then he kissed you.

“THIS IS SOME SOAP OPERA DRAMA!” Smiley yelled.

“What kind of group makeout was that?” Draken burst out laughing, and Inui followed, laughing just as hard.

“I want to scoop my eyes out with a spoon,” Angry muttered from the side.

“Come on, _______! Kiss them all!” Yuzuha and Emma cheered you on.

“Takemichi, wake up, please.” Hinata was shaking her boyfriend, still passed out on the couch.

Mitsuya pulled away from you and, after a brief glance at your lips, took a few steps back and shoved his hands into his pockets.

“Alright, so… who’s left?” Mikey mocked openly.

“Oh, me.” Smiley raised his hand. Angry smacked it down.

“Careful, Taiju might show up and try to kiss _______.” Smiley burst out laughing. Everyone looked at him in disgust.

“Don’t joke like that.” You punched his arm. “He scares me.”

“And if he didn’t scare you, would you kiss him?” Hakkai got nervous the moment he said it. You paused, actually thinking about it, going silent. “But _______…”

“You guys are exaggerating, relax.” You sat back down. “So what now?”

“Oh, we could steal the alcohol Taiju hides. Sometimes he gets in a mood and drinks like a maniac.” Yuzuha grinned wider. “But if he catches us, we all run.” Hakkai shifted uncomfortably. “And I’d go live with you.” Yuzuha pointed at you.

“Let’s do it.” You pushed yourself up with one hand to stand, but in an instant all your friends held you down on the floor, not letting you get up. “Oh come on.”

“No alcohol for you.” Mikey showed no emotion.

“You’ll get even crazier than you already are.” Angry looked down at you. Next to him, Kazutora mouthed get up, come on without making a sound.

“We’ve had enough for today, just stay there.” Baji stood beside you. Sitting on the floor, you looked at each of them one by one.

“Don’t surround me like that or I’ll go feral.” You pointed at each of them. Mitsuya, standing behind you, let out a nasal laugh, a smug smile on his face. “I’ll stab you all. Kazutora, give me a knife.”

Looking up at them from below—and with Kazutora shirtless—you thought they should’ve locked him up for being so damn hot. How did they even create this bastard?

“Oh, really?” your friend reached for his back pocket, but Draken smacked the back of his head, scolding him.

“I’m gonna have a whole album of pictures of you guys and a very embarrassed _______.” Emma snapped photos from every angle, even lying on the floor to get a better shot of your face.

“You know what? I’ve been starving for a while but didn’t say anything because I wanted to watch the drama… I’m going to eat.” Mikey ignored everyone and headed to the kitchen.

“Wait! I’ll cook something or you’ll devour everything.” Yuzuha ran after him.

You were still surrounded, so you looked for Emma. The blonde pushed through them, grabbed your arm, and pulled you up.

“Excuse me… I’m taking her.” She dragged you with her toward the kitchen, leaving the others staring at each other. “I just saved your life, you can thank me later.”

“Emma, Emma, my love.” You leaned on her a bit. “Who was the idiot that said polyamory is illegal?” Emma looked at you seriously. “I mean—no, no, shit, what did I just say…”

“You’re in serious trouble.” You entered the kitchen and she sat you down on a chair. Mikey kept repeating what he wanted to eat while Yuzuha tried to focus on cooking. “At least leave me Draken.”

“He’s all yours, he’s too tall for me.” You both laughed.

Back in the living room, the others were still muttering, arguing among themselves. Hinata had managed to wake Takemichi, and they were both sitting on the couch watching everything.

“We agreed none of us would kiss her.” Mitsuya clenched his teeth, arms crossed.

“It was a game, Purple Boy.” Kazutora replied. His expression was relaxed, but with every complaint from Mitsuya, his gaze sharpened. “Not our fault you didn’t land on her in a single damn round.”

“Stop the drama, Mitsuya. I didn’t get her either, and I wanted to.” Baji patted his back. Mitsuya shot him a glance. Inui, standing off to the side, stayed silent, just watching the chaos.

“Quit complaining, all of you. Me and Hakkai were the only ones who didn’t kiss her.” Angry looked around at everyone. Takemichi was sweating watching the heated argument.

“Alright, let’s make this clear.” Draken placed one hand on Mitsuya’s shoulder and the other on Angry’s, gathering them together. “_______ is our friend. This was just for fun.” They all looked away when Draken lowered his voice, serious now. “If any of you actually like her, that’s a different story. Deal with it yourselves.”

Takemichi clapped quietly from the couch. Hinata beside him looked proud.

“Fine.” Mitsuya pulled away, ran a hand through his hair, and headed to the kitchen. Angry followed, and the rest went after them.

Once seated around the big table, the tense atmosphere gave you chills. Especially with Kazutora sitting on one side with a stupid smile, and Mitsuya on the other. Please let a Titan step on me. Or a three-way kiss, you thought.

“I’m thinking nothing but dumb shit… _______ you idiot, _______ you idiot.” You covered your mouth with your fist and leaned forward on the table, elbows resting on it. In your daze, you didn’t notice the beer can Smiley had placed in front of you.

“Don’t look at me like that, let her do whatever she wants.” Smiley sat back down after getting heavy looks thrown his way.

You were this close to calling your mom to come pick you up, you were seriously so nervous… oh wait, my mom! your brain clicked and you pushed your chair back with a loud screech.

“I’m gonna call my mom, I’ll be right back.” Stumbling a bit, you slipped out from between your friends, pushed the chair back into place, reached for the beer bottle, and turned around to leave the kitchen. You decided to go to the bathroom for more privacy.

“Hi mom.”

“_______! Look who finally decided to call—

Did you finally remember you have a mother?”

“Hehehe, the guys kept me busy.”

Literally *cough*

“Yeah right, I’ll have to remind Mitsuya and Draken that you need to call me.”

“Mom, stop embarrassing me, it’s already enough that you keep asking them for favors and inviting them over to eat all the time…”

“Stop it, they’re very nice and they take such good care of you—

The least I can do is feed Mikey and the others

Especially Mikey…”

After your mom sighed, you started laughing.

“Okay, but don’t tell them to take care of me or remind me of things anymore…”

“Where are you now?”

“Wow, nice way to change the subject… we’re at Yuzuha’s house.”

“Oh, send her my regards—

What are you doing?”

“Well…”

“Yuzuha’s cooking something right now, I’ll send you the recipe later and everything…”

“Good, eat all your food, don’t be rude.”

“Mom, I know…”

You jumped when the door opened. Turning around, you saw Mitsuya, who put a finger to his lips, signaling you to stay quiet.

“And remember to tell me anything, that’s why you installed WhatsApp on my phone—”

“Yeah, I know, mom.”

You kept your eyes on him. Mitsuya locked the door and leaned his back against it, unsure where to put his hands, so he shoved them into his pockets.

“Oh, and tell Mikey that when he drops you off, remind me to give him the pastries I made—”

“Okay, mom.”

You smiled, and Mitsuya smiled back. You moved your phone slightly away and whispered, barely audible, “What’s wrong?” He shook his head, brushing it off.

“Are you even listening to me?”

“Ah, yeah, yeah— I mean no, what did you say?”

“Your father told me to tell you to tell— oh my God, this man is so complicated.”

You heard your dad in the background.

“He says to remind Mitsuya and Angry they’re supposed to come over for a barbecue with him… I have no idea when they even planned that.”

“Uh…”

You looked at Mitsuya, silently accusing him. He played innocent.

“Okay, I’ll tell them… anything else?”

While waiting, you opened the beer and took a sip. Mitsuya watched you closely the whole time.

“Put Mitsuya on the phone.”

“Excuse me, what?”

“I said put Mitsuya on the phone, sweetheart. I want to tell him something, and I’m pretty sure he’s right next to you.”

What a damn witch, you thought.

You took another long sip and handed Mitsuya the phone. He looked confused but took it anyway.

“Hello?… Hi, _______’s mom.” He glanced at you, then turned slightly away, shielding the phone. “Yes… yes… yeah, that’s fine… no problem.” Nervous, you kept drinking sip after sip. “Of course I will… sure. Okay, see you, regards to your husband.”

Mitsuya handed you back the phone.

“What happened, mom?”

“Nothing, nothing, just reminding him of something.”

“Mom…”

“Shh, and don’t drink too much or I’ll hit you with my slipper, got it?

I’ve noticed your voice sounding weird for a while now, and be grateful I woke up in a good mood today or I’d be scolding you and your father.”

“Okay, mom.”

“Alright, have fun—but not too much.”

“Try not to do anything illegal, and if one of those boys confesses to you, you better come tell me immediately, you hear me?”

“But… yeah, okay, bye.”

“And remember what I told you about Mikey! I made extra pastries! Bye.”

You finally hung up and shoved your phone into your hoodie pocket. Mitsuya hadn’t moved, his intense gaze unchanged.

“What’s wrong?” A bit of fear slipped into your voice.

The serious boy reached out, hooking his index finger into the loop of your jeans.

He pulled you closer, making you blush a little.

Bad idea drinking even a little… I’m not mentally prepared for this.

“I’m sorry…” he whispered. “I acted like an idiot. I got carried away or something… I just handled it badly.” His voice was softer than ever, a huge contrast to his usual rough tone. “I got a little jealous.”

“Jealous?” you repeated. Mitsuya nodded. He took the drink from your hand and set it on the sink.

“Yeah… pretty jealous…” His finger still hooked into your jeans, his thumb brushing the exposed skin under your short shirt. “But I know I have to tell the difference between a game and what’s real. So…”

His light eyes darkened slightly. He leaned in and captured your lips, kissing your upper lip before taking your whole mouth.

A soft moan slipped from you as he deepened the kiss. His hand cradled your head, his tongue moving roughly against yours. The taste of beer lingered, but he didn’t care at all—he kissed you like there was no tomorrow, like you weren’t in a bathroom in someone else’s house with people right outside.

When he barely pulled back, you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down again, stealing a few more seconds.

Your lips barely parted when someone knocked.

“I’m gonna pee myself!” Smiley banged on the door.

You watched it shake under his hits. Mitsuya left a short kiss on your lips.

“We should go” you whispered.

“Let him knock a little more.” Mitsuya kissed you again and again. You smiled and tried to push him away, but he leaned into you, wrapping his arms around your back. “Don’t be a killjoy.”

“What the hell do I even have in my mouth…” you muttered between kisses.

“It’s not just your mouth I like kissing.” Mitsuya smirked, then sucked on your lower lip, earning a small whimper from you. He grinned, then kissed your nose, your cheek, and finally your forehead. “Alright, let’s go.”

He took your hand. Before opening the door—practically being knocked down by Smiley—he checked himself in the mirror, fixed his clothes, then fixed yours… and, for some reason, grabbed the beer and splashed some on your shirt.

“What the hell?” you pushed his chest, staring at the stain.

“Let’s say you spilled something and I tried to help you dry it… it’s dumb, I know, but I couldn’t think of anything else.” Mitsuya sounded a bit nervous. “Sorry.”

“Whatever.” You finished the rest of the beer.

Mitsuya opened the door, and Smiley, who had been pushing it, fell to the floor.

He got up like nothing happened and looked at you both.

“Why did you take so long? What, were you fucking or something?” Your face went red, but Mitsuya didn’t react at all.

“Don’t be stupid, Smiley. The idiot spilled something and I was trying to dry it.” He pointed his thumb at the stain on your shirt.

“Shitty excuse. Move.” Smiley shoved both of you aside and rushed into the bathroom.

This is part of a mini saga! There are 3 more parts, plus another one based on Never Have I Ever…

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