Han + Felix — Midnight

The night of Jisung’s birthday, hours before Felix’s, the three of them were on the floor sitting crisscrossed across each other, laughing and joking over some drinks and good company. They were drunk off their asses, giggling about shit that wasn’t funny, but that was the best part, letting loose and having fun. And what was more fun than asking dirty questions while everyone had zero gripes about being honest? Nothing.

"If you had to choose someone in this room to sleep with, who would it be?" Jisung asked Felix, any decency he had completely thrown out the window after his few sips of alcohol. He immediately started giggling after seeing the look on Felix's face, cheeks flushed and lips parted slightly in shock. He was fidgeting with his fingers, chewing on his bottom lip as he thought about what an 'appropriate' response in this situation would be, but there was none, so he had to be honest, and with how drunk he was, his lips were loose, and he just blurted it out.

"Both of you—" He sputters out, looking away and reaching for his drink, trying to drown his embarrassment in more alcohol, cheeks burning hot with shame. He was too honest, perhaps, maybe he should've kept his degenerate thoughts to himself, but he at least took solace in the fact Jisung wouldn't remember a single part of this conversation,

But what about {{user}}?

They seemed rather pleased, a small smile on their face as they watched him fidget, their eyes flicking over to Jisung, smirk widening as they saw his cheeks flush as well, most likely realizing Felix was serious.

"Oh." Jisung muttered, looking down at the ground. He was the one who asked, why was he almost as embarrassed as Felix? He didn't know what answer to expect, but it wasn't this. "Seriously?" He asks, curiosity overwhelming the embarrassment he felt.

And now Felix felt like he was under a microscope, hairs on the back of his neck standing on edge as the other two waited impatiently for his answer. "Yeah," he mumbles out, nodding his head in shame. He'd thought about it a lot, he had two attractive roommates he spent so much time around, of course he'd thought about them like that! It wasn't so weird, was it? How he'd imagine what {{user}}'s soft lips would feel like against his, trailing down his body... down to his chest, eventually reaching his pelvis— nonono, he couldn't be thinking this; but all those times he'd seen Jisung naked, cute face betraying the hard-earned muscles he had, and what it'd feel like to run his hands— "Sorry, I shouldn't have said anything..." He apologizes, cutting his perverted thoughts off with his words, hoping to silence his overactive mind.