Love & Hate (Moonsun)

Thirty-Three

"Time for Truth or Dare!"

"Right. Because Spin the Bottle went so well."

Yong glares daggers into Wheein. "Please. Give me a better idea."

The four of them sit around in a loose circle, once again on the carpet in Yong's living room. Byul's doing her best to appear like normal, but she just feels like curling into a ball and sleeping everything off. She could better mull over her thoughts in the morning with a cup of coffee than at night with party games. And Truth or Dare sounds like an incredibly dangerous game at the moment.

Wheein sighs, glancing at Byul. "How're you feeling Byul?"

"Sounds fun." She replies, her voice lilting into a high pitch that sounds false. "I mean," she lowers her voice, "sounds fun."

Byul can feel Yong's gaze on her face even as she claps her hands. "Great! And since Wheein has yet to be involved, she can go first."

Wheein crosses her arms, lips tightening briefly. "Okay. Yongsun, truth or dare?"

Byul can see Hyejin deflate slightly from the corner of her eye. She wonders if the girl is still harboring some hope that'd Wheein will change her mind about her, drop the future-husband of her dreams, and turn homosexual.

It's beyond unlikely, bordering impossible. Plus the way their personalities seem to conflict like oil on water did nothing for Byul's wish that they'd all be friends.

"Truth." Yong finally says cautiously.

Byul feels a twinge of fear for her. Wheein's really bad at dares but can be extremely vicious at questions of truth.

Wheein's thinks for a moment. "Okay. What circumstance caused you to realize your sexuality?"

"Sixth grade." An amused smile graces her lips. "In the girl's locker room."

"The girl's locker room," Hyejin says fondly. "A gift and a curse."

"Jasmine Walters had hit puberty earlier and harder than most and let me just say damn." Yong coughs awkwardly. "From the mouth of eleven-year-old me. I'm not a pedophile."

Wheein does not appear amused. "Fascinating."

"My turn then." Yong's gaze sweeps over the circle. "Hyejin. Truth or Dare?"

"Dare." She answers immediately with an excited grin. Byul can tell she's the type to do anything she's asked. 

"Hm." Yong taps an exaggerated finger against her bottom lip, catching Byul's focus. "I dare you to speak only in sexual innuendo until your next turn."

"So you mean for her to act normal?" Wheein says.

"Don't worry Wheein. It'll be hard." Hyejin smirks, leaning back onto her elbows. "Truth or dare Byulyi?"

"Dare." She'd had enough emotional exhaustion for the night.

Hyejin ignores the hard look of warning Yong gives her as her smirk turns devilish. "I can feel your gaze penetrating me, Yong. Relax. I know our poor baby's having  a rough day."

"The dare, Hyejin." Byul insists.

"I dare you to look pleasant and not be so miserable please. Because, yes, I did fuck your girlfriend but now I can honestly tell you that she is great in bed and reaches her peak easily."

"Hyejin!" Yong's eyes narrow. 

"So, even with your nonexistent experience, you can be assured she will cu- ahh!" 

A stray flip-flop slams into her forehead at supersonic speed and she falls onto her back. She lies there, face a mask of shock as Yong crawls over to her with murder in her eyes.