Ꭱꭼꮇꭼꭰꭹ [Ꮇꮖɴꮯꮋꭺɴ]

✧ Ꮮꮻꮩꭼ Ꮲꮻꭲꮖꮻɴ ✧

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Yes I memorized the entire lyrics to that one Iggy Azalea song 

whAt aBOut It ?  🙄

"If I can turn you on in five minutes then I win, if you hold out then I lose."

Chan hummed, getting more comfortable. He was game, he'd do it but he just wanted to know what the consequences would be if he somehow happened to lose.

Not that he really wanted to win or anything. Chan was pretty sure he'd lose in the first few seconds but that didn't bother him much. If it gave the younger a good laugh and a good time then fuck it, Chan would let him think he's winnining.

"If you wanted to fuck you could've just said that."

He tilted his head upwards, catching Minho's lips against his briefly before the male was pulling away. "Don't work yourself up before we even start." Minho took his glass and held it up to Chan's mouth, lifting it slightly as he drank.

"Wouldn't want that, would you?"

Chan snuck his hands around Minho's waist, pulling him onto his lap. He laid his arms on the armrest, leaning back into the chair as he raised an eyebrow at the younger.

"What's the catch? What do you want if you win?"

Of course Minho had the idea that if he won he'd make Chan do something but he hadn't thought that far just yet.

"If I win..." 

Minho placed his arms around Chan's neck, locking his fingers together behind him. He turned his head in thought, looking out the window. At the same moment, he heard a small 'bark' outside - someone must've been walking their dog nearby.

"...You have to wear a collar for a day!"

"No."

Chan immediately declined, shaking his head at the deal. He couldn't even fathom what he'd look like in a collar and he didn't want to think about it.

Especially with the way Minho was, he wouldn't leave it at just that. Maybe he'd take it a step further and buy a leash behind his back and make him do something embarrassing like play in the dog park.

"Why?" Minho's lips lifted in a smirk, "scared you might like it?"

Chan shook his head again, avoiding eye contact and instead staring at the lights glowing in the corner of the room. "No. I'm scared of what you might make me do the entire day."

Minho shrugged in response, grabbing ahold of Chan's face and turning him so they were eye level. "Nothing to...humiliating. I swear." He faked a sympathetic look, patting the older's cheek.

That did nothing to calm Chan's running mind but he'd have to deal with it now. He already agreed anyway, so no turning back now.

The younger stood, making sure to swing his hips as he walked to his phone, obviously knowing Chan was watching him closely.

Chan drowned both his drink and Minho's quickly before putting them back down onto the floor next to his feet. They had another few so it was a no brainer that the both of them would be shit-faced by the end of the day.