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“No,” Jaehee said, when Seven put the bottle on the table.
“Aw, come on,” he insisted.
Jumin shook his head too. “I don’t understand how this would be a good idea.”
“For once, I have to agree,” Zen said, which surprised Elda. Zen would never agree to anything Jumin said. “If there’s a slight chance that I’ll have to kiss Jumin, I decline.”
Seven just grinned wider and Zen frowned. “You want it to happen, don’t you?”
“No,” Seven replied. “How am I supposed to know where the bottle lands? We’re six people. It could land on anyone. ”
“Six?” Yoosung asked hesitantly and Seven nodded and pointed with the bottle at Elda.
“Of course she’s going to play too,” he said and Zen bit down on his lower lip.
He’s seriously not considering this just because she was participating, was he? “Uh, you didn’t even ask if I want to join.”
“Don’t feel pressured by Seven’s crazy ideas,” Zen told her, flashing her a charming smile.
“Yeah, you really don’t have to!” Yoosung agreed.
What, they suddenly wanted to play too? Elda looked over to Jumin and Jaehee. The latter had her eyes on her boss too. She was curious about their reactions, so Elda smiled.
“Okay.”
“Yohoo!” Seven exclaimed, putting an arm into the sky and smiled brightly.
“Well, if she’s playing I’m not saying no,” Zen said, shooting closer to Elda’s left side and winking at her. “We don’t need Jumin.”
“Who said I’m not joining?”
“You did,” Jaehee answered, “about two minutes ago.”
Seven laughed and placed the bottle in the middle of the table. “Okay, who cares? We’re all playing and we’re starting now.”
Elda wasn’t too worried about what might happen.
“This wasn’t in the job description,” Jaehee said, sighing, but everyone knew she was going to participate.
“Okay. I’m first,” Seven said and spun the bottle. It landed on Jumin, who widened his eyes. Zen burst out in laughter.
“It’s not gay if you say ‘no homo’,” Seven said to the other man and Jumin shook his head.
“He doesn’t want to fuel this rumors,” Zen said, “he’s gay.”
“I do not wish to-”
“Okay, I’ll let you off if you let me kiss Elly,” Seven said and Jumin gasped.
“Leave Elizabeth 3rd out of this!” he screamed, which made Yoosung, who sat next to him, jump. Jaehee was unfazed by her boss’ outburst. “She’s pure and too good for you. Do not even think about it.”
“Well, then, give me a kiss Jumin!” Seven smiled brightly and closed his eyes, leaning forward over the table and towards Jumin.
Jumin blinked and looked over to Jaehee. “That’s what the rules say,” she said. “You have to kiss him.”
Maybe she just said this so she could snatch a kiss from Zen, Elda thought, but she didn’t say it out loud. Jumin took a deep breath and leaned forward. It was supposed to be a chaste and quick kiss, but Seven grabbed his face and blew a raspberry against Jumin’s lips, who didn’t have any chance of escaping.
When Seven finally let him go, Zen and Seven were laughing and you couldn’t help but laugh too.
“Wow, this is the best, I’ll send it to the newspape-,” Zen said, staring at his phone, when Seven snatched it out of his hands.
“No pictures!” he said and deleted it. “Okay, now it’s your turn, Jumin.”
“I do not wish to play this game anymore,” Jumin said.
“Don’t be like that,” Zen said. “This is the best game I’ve ever played. Spin the bottle, Jumin!”
“If you don’t want to spin it, Yoosung can spin it for you,” Elda suggested and Jumin narrowed his eyes. She knew he was probably thinking of her as a traitor right now, but it was just too amusing.
He adjusted his tie before spinning the bottle. “This is a game for children,” Jumin said, “which you are.” His eyes landed on Seven, who just shrugged and looked at the bottle. Zen was still smiling, but then the bottle landed on him and his smile disappeared immediately.
“No.”
Yoosung snickered. “Rules are rules, right?”
“No!” Zen shouted. “Neither me nor Jumin want this.”
“Rules,” Seven said. “Don’t worry, we won’t take pictures.”
Jumin shook his head. “I’ll have to pass.”
“Mr. Han, rules are rules,” Jaehee said and Elda laughed.
“I agree. Rules are rules.” She looked over to Zen. “You don’t want to break the rules, right?”
“I do when it comes to him!” Zen pointed at Jumin, his index finger only a few inches away from Jumin’s face.
“Pointing at people with their fingers isn’t polite,” Jumin said and pushed his arm away.
“Don’t touch me,” Zen muttered.
“Well, you’ll have to touch him anyway,” Seven said. “With your lips. On his.”
“I’m not even gay. He’ll think I’m into him,” Zen said.
“I would not.”
“So you want to kiss me?”
“I do not, but we should get this over with.” Jumin sighed and stood up and Zen opened his mouth. He clearly didn’t know how to respond to this and Jumin stepped closer. “You have to close your mouth.”
“I-”
“Come on, Zen!” Elda shouted and Zen closed his lips and pressed his eyes shut close. Jumin kissed him, even if it was just a short kiss that didn’t last a second. All of the others, except for Jaehee shouted and clapped their hands. Jaehee was just staring at them with her mouth open.
When Jumin and Zen sat back, Zen wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and pouted.
“That was the worst kiss I’ve ever had. It was probably the best for you.”
“It was too short for me to judge,” Jumin said and Zen wanted to say something, but Yoosung put his hand on his shoulder.
“Spin the bottle!”
“Fine.” Zen took the bottle and soun it. “If it lands on Jumin again, I won’t do it.”
“Maybe it’ll land on Jaehee and her wish will be granted,” Seven joked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
It landed on Yoosung. “No!” he said and Zen gasped.
“What do you have against me? You should be honored!” Zen said and Yoosung looked down.
“I’m… nothing against you, but it’d be my first kiss.”
“Aren’t you 21?” Elda asked and Yoosung blushed in response and hid his face.
“God, you’re all teasing me! You do know I’ve never had a girlfriend before!”
“Sorry, Yoosung, we just assumed you already had your first kiss before,” Jaehee said.
“Well, you should be happy that I’m your first kiss then,” Zen said and Jaehee nodded in agreement.
“A lot of people would die for this opportunity.”
“You,” Seven coughed and ignored it when Elda gave him a light slap at his side.
“It doesn’t really count as a first kiss because it’s from a guy, right?” he asked and Elda just raised her eyebrows.
“Be happy that I’m your first kiss,” Zen said. “Jumin, watch and learn.”
“What?” Jumin asked, confused. Zen smiled.
“This is the charm of Zen.” He turned to Yoosung, got closer and cupped his face in his hands. Yoosung widened his eyes in surprise, when Zen stroke his cheek and then tilted his head to place a soft and gentle kiss on his lips. When they broke apart, Yoosung was still staring at him with wide eyes and Zen turned to Jumin again. “ This is how you properly kiss someone.”
“I assumed you didn’t want to be kissed like that from me,” Jumin replied. “And to be frank, I didn’t want to kiss you like that either.”
“Shut up!”
Yoosung leaned back. “Well, I guess I just lost my first kiss,” he said.
“How was it?” Elda asked and Yoosung shrugged.
“Okay.”
“What? My kisses are amazing!”
“I beg to differ,” Jumin said and Zen narrowed his eyes.
“You don’t count. I didn’t even
try.
”
Seven laughed. “Maybe you should prove him wrong,” he said.
“Yeah, maybe I should!”
“What is happening?” Jaehee whispered to Elda, who shrugged.
“I have no idea.”
Yoosung hesistantly reached out for the bottle, while Jumin scoffed. “I don’t think we need to repeat that. It wouldn’t change anything anyway.”
Yoosung spun the bottle at the same time Zen leaned over the table, grabbed Jumin’s collar and pulled him forward into a kiss. Elda opened her mouth in surprise and so did the others. It didn’t look like a pleasant kiss, it was more like a battle between them.
“I expected a lot when I suggested this game,” Seven said, “but not that. ”
“Can we lift the ‘No Pictures’ rule?” Jaehee asked and Seven nodded.
“Totally.” They both raised their phones to take pictures and Jumin and Zen didn’t even pay attention. Yoosung cleared his throat.
“Elda…” He pointed at the bottle that was pointing in your direction.
“Oh, sure.” Elda nodded. She totally forgot the game for a while and then she smiled Yoosung walked over to her place and lowered himself to kiss her. It was a cute and innocent kiss, nothing else expected from Yoosung, considering it was his second kiss.
Elda kissed him back and closed her eyes. It was a pleasant kiss and when they broke it, the others were all staring at them.
“What?” Elda asked.
“This is unfair!” Zen shouted.
“You were busy kissing Jumin,” she pointed out and looked to Jumin, whose collar, tie and hair was all messed up.
“I hate this game! I’m not playing anymore!” Zen said and ran out of the room.
“I should check my appearance,” Jumin excused himself and left too.
“The game is over?” Jaehee asked.
“Are you disappointed because you didn’t get to kiss Zen?” Seven teased.
Elda smiled and placed a kiss on Jaehee’s lips. “Here you have one from me now,” she said and Jaehee blushed.
“Surprise kiss!” Seven shouted and pulled Jaehee closer to kiss her too. She was caught off guard so she couldn’t do anything against it, but as soon as she could, she pushed Seven away.
“What was that?”
“Surprise kiss,” Seven explained.
“This is a childish game,” she said.
“Well, we at least took Yoosung’s kiss virginity,” Seven said, “ and we got to see Jumin and Zen make out. I think it was worth it.”
“I agree,” Elda said and Yoosung smiled.
“Yeah, me too.”