Truth or Dare (1/21)
Title: Truth or Dare
Pairings: Hints of Yunjae and Eunhae, and plenty of misunderstandings regarding Changkyu, Minho/Changmin/Kyuhyun, and Minho/everyone (again - MISUNDERSTANDINGS xD).
Rating: NC-17
Fandoms: Super Junior, DBSK, SHINee (main); includes SNSD, Exo and f(x)
Chapters: 1/21
Summary: Kyuhyun, Minho and Changmin decide to play a game of truth or dare. The goals? Don't let anyone find out. Inflict complete and utter humiliation. Do not lose - seriously. Do. Not. Lose...Obviously it's not long before it all descends into complete and utter chaos.
Minho sighed loudly and stared blankly at the ceiling, his fingers tapping incessantly on the floorboards. Changmin glanced at him, his eyes twitching at the sound.
“Alright,” Minho sighed, “tell me I’m not the only one who’s bored out of my mind right now.”
“Nope,” Changmin responded, “you’re not the only one.”
“I don’t know what your talking about,” Kyuhyun interrupted, his eyes glued to the screen of his laptop. His face was illuminated by the glaring light projected from his game.
Minho and Changmin exchanged glances, eyebrows raised in disbelief.
“I think we should do something,” Minho said. Kyuhyun made no move to respond; his fingers smashed repeatedly across the keyboard.
“Kyu,” Minho pressed.
“Why?” Kyuhyun asked, sounding slightly irritated.
“Because you invited us here, that’s why!” Minho responded, frustration coating his words. “So put the damn game away and entertain us!”
“In a minute,” Kyuhyun murmured. “I’m nearly done.”
“That’s what you’ve been saying for the past four hours,” Changmin muttered.
“Kyuhyun!” Minho snapped. “Seriously, we’ve been hanging around for god knows how long! Let’s do something!”
“I said one minute!”
Minho clenched his jaw, turning his attention towards Changmin. “How long before we can go back to our dorms?” he demanded.
“We can’t,” Changmin responded dejectedly. “This is a sleepover, remember?”
“...Oh shit.”
“DAMMIT!”
Both Minho and Changmin jumped at the sound of Kyuhyun’s sudden exclamation, their eyes wide.
“KEEP YOUR GODDAMNED VOICES DOWN, SOME PEOPLE NEED THEIR BEAUTY SLEEP!”
They jumped again (this time Kyuhyun joined in) at the sound of Heechul’s murderous screech.
“Dammit!” Kyuhyun cursed, his eyes wide. “Heechul-hyung - damn him!”
“Sure, as long as you keep your voice down,” Changmin told him.
“He made me press the wrong button! I lost!”
“I’m very sorry to hear that,” Minho said, though his voice portrayed the complete opposite. “Now can we do something else?”
“Wha - no!” Kyuhyun shook his head rapidly. “I have to play again! I can’t end on such a bad note - it’s bad luck I tell you!”
Minho’s eyes flashed dangerously.
“I say we play a game,” Changmin suggested. “...One that isn’t electronic,” he added, eyeing his friend’s laptop nervously.
Kyuhyun frowned. “Did you not hear me -?”
“Shut up Kyu,” Minho told him, before turning to face Changmin. “What do you have in mind?”
“Well -”
“Hold on a second.” Reaching out, Minho slammed the lid of Kyuhyun’s laptop down, giving the Super Junior maknae a warning glare. “I swear if you touch this again, I’m throwing it out a window.”
Kyuhyun’s eyes narrowed. “You wouldn’t.”
Minho rolled his eyes. “Watch me.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” Kyuhyun spat. “You know that you’d have to face the wrath of the evil maknae if you did!”
Minho snorted. “Please, I’ve been living with Taemin for years.”
Both of his friends stared at him.
“What?” Minho scoffed, “you think it’s all rainbows and sparkles under that cute-as-a-button exterior?”
“Yes,” was the response he received.
He rolled his eyes.
“Okay fine,” Kyuhyun sighed (not before shooting a mournful look at his laptop), glancing at his two best friends. “What do you have in mind?”
Minho frowned. “Uh...”
“Truth or dare!” Changmin announced, his expression lighting up. The responses he received were disbelieving stares.
“Changmin,” Kyuhyun said, slowly. “Do we look like a bunch of school girls having a little slumber party?”
“Uh...” Changmin stared blankly at his pajama-clad friends. “Um...”
“We aren’t playing truth or dare.” Kyuhyun settled back. “Next suggestion.”
“Actually,” Minho interjected, “that might not be such a bad idea...”
Kyuhyun stared at him through narrowed eyes.
“No really!” the rapper insisted. “I mean, think about it -”
“Truth or dare sucks,” Kyuhyun interrupted. “Truth in particular - who wants to know about who Changmin’s first date was, or whether or not I find Seohyun from Girls Generation hot -”
“Do you?” Changmin asked, curiously.
“You’ll never know, since we aren’t playing that game.”
“Oh come on!” Minho pressed. “We’ll make sure it’s better than that!” His expression lit up, excitement rapidly taking over. “We can make up dares that are really extreme - and we can have consequences for the loser -”
Kyuhyun frowned slightly. “How do you have a loser in truth or dare?”
“Let’s come up with some rules,” Minho suggested.
Kyuhyun’s head snapped towards him. “Wha - why? We aren’t even playing!”
Minho rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore his friend’s exclamation. “What does the loser have to do?”
“Don’t ignore me.” Kyuhyun growled, looking slightly irritated. After a brief pause he sighed, saying, “fine, if you insist on playing that stupid game, the loser has to do something utterly humiliating, that they can never, ever recover from.”
“You sound pretty confident,” Changmin snorted.
“Of course I do,” Kyuhyun responded firmly. “I’m used to winning.”
“This isn’t StarCraft Kyu,” Changmin pointed out.
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes, not the slightest bit perturbed. “I’m a born winner.”
“Well, so am I,” Minho responded, narrowing his eyes.
“Well then,” Kyuhyun smirked, “I guess Changmin is going to lose.”
“Wha - hey!” Said male frowned, looking offended. “I’m a born winner too!”
“I say we film the whole thing,” Kyuhyun suggested, ignoring his friend’s defensive exclamation. “Whoever loses has to show their dares to their bandmates.”
“Changmin only has one bandmate.”
“Hey!” Changmin cried, glaring at Minho. “Why the hell am I the victim right now?!”
“What? It’s the truth! You only have one bandmate!”
“You know,” Kyuhyun said, slowly, “you could always ring up Jaejoong-hyung, Junsu-hyung and Yoochun-hyung -”
Changmin cut him off with a simple, “no.”
“ - Or you could send them the footage -”
“No.”
Minho snorted, looking amused. “They haven’t seen him in years - I’m sure they’d love to see him dancing naked across their tv screen.”
Changmin choked, looking horrified. “Clothes stay on for all dares!” he cried.
“Okay fine!” Kyuhyun groused. “Since Changmin ruined that last brilliant idea -”
“Kyu, I am seriously going to slap you,” the DBSK member warned.
“ - how about we show it to all our bandmates - er, slash bandmate.” Kyuhyun eyed Changmin for a moment. “...And then show our managers as well, and -”
He paused for dramatic effect.
“ - Lee Soo Man!”
There was a moment of dead silence.
“...Are you out of your mind?!” Minho cried, disbelief oozing through his words.
Kyuhyun smirked. “Why?” he inquired, “do you think you’re going to lose?”
“No!” Minho snapped. “Just...Lee Soo Man!”
“Yes.”
“...You know, on second thought, I don’t think calling JYJ would be such a bad idea.” Changmin let out a nervous laugh.
“Too bad,” Kyuhyun responded. “It’s already done. One of you guys will be showing that footage -”
“Your confidence astounds me,” Minho cut him off. “I’m seriously going to be in hysterics if you lose.”
“And I’ll be in hysterics when you lose,” Kyuhyun responded.
“And I think we really need to get a move on,” Changmin interrupted. “Tell me, how exactly does someone lose in this game?”
They thought for a moment.
“If you refuse to do a dare or answer a question then that’s an automatic lose,” Minho stated.
“Yes, but what if no one refuses?”
“How about this?” Kyuhyun leant back, smirking slightly. “No one is allowed to find out about this game. They can think that we’ve lost our minds, that we’ve discovered a new way of life - I don’t care, as long as it has nothing to do with truth or dare. If anyone finds out, the person responsible for tipping them off, whether intentionally or not, is the loser of the game.”
Minho and Changmin nodded their heads.
Kyuhyun’s smirk grew. “Brilliant - and now we are ready.”
“Wait!” Minho interrupted. “What are the rules?”
“There are none,” Kyuhyun responded impatiently. “Let’s go!”
Changmin sighed loudly. “What the hell have we gotten ourselves into...”
“Who’s going first?” Minho questioned. “I’ll say the first dare.”
“Or truth,” Changmin piped in.
Minho snorted. “Yeah,” he agreed sarcastically, “if anyone’s wimpy enough to say truth.”
“Actually,” Changmin interjected, “I’d say truth would be worse. Imagine having all your deepest secrets recorded on footage, present for anyone’s viewing for the rest of eternity?”
“Dramatic aren’t you?” Kyuhyun muttered.
“...I’ll say the first truth or dare,” Minho amended. “Which one of you wants it?”
“I will,” Kyuhyun responded. “Let’s see what you can come up with.”
“Okay then -”
“Wait!” Changmin quickly pulled out his phone and started recording. “Okay, now go.”
“Bet I can handle anything you throw at me,” Kyuhyun challenged cockily.
“...I dare you to throw your laptop out a window.”
There was a moment of silence.
“...You’re insane.” The confident smirk had vanished almost instantly from the older male’s face. “I’m out of this.”
“If you leave now it means you forfeit the game,” Minho pointed out. “That means you lose.”
Kyuhyun snorted. “Oh sure,” he said sarcastically, “and what exactly are you going to do? Show the non-existent footage to my bandmates? Oh I’m so scared!”
Changmin coughed. “He does have a point...”
“I always knew you had no backbone,” Minho snorted.
“Shut up,” Kyuhyun snapped.
Minho’s eyes narrowed, not perturbed in the slightest. “God Kyu, you little chicken.”
“Been spending too much time with Onew?” Kyuhyun grumbled.
“We live together you idiot,” Minho snorted. “But that’s beside the point - the point is, if you leave now, what sort of man are you?”
“More of a man than you!” Kyuhyun shot back.
“Oh please,” Minho snorted. From a corner Changmin watched silently, wondering why things always seemed to fall to hell. “Your mum is more of a man than you!”
Kyuhyun gaped at him.
“Uh...” Minho coughed awkwardly. “I probably shouldn’t have said that...”
“Minho!” Changmin cried, indignant on Kyuhyun’s behalf. “Take that back - Mrs. Cho is a very lovely woman!”
“I said I shouldn’t have said that!” Minho cried defensively. “Besides, I didn’t mean to insult her -”
“Your mum is more of a man than you!”
Minho let out a frustrated cry. “I said I was sorry!”
“And your grandma!”
“Kyu!” Changmin hissed.
“Yeah, well,” Minho bit out, “your sister is more of a man than you!”
“Minho!” Changmin snapped. “Come on, both of you, knock it out -”
“TAEMIN is more of a man than you!”
Minho gaped, while Changmin mentally smashed his head on a wall.
“You take that back!” Minho snapped.
“No,” Kyuhyun responded, smirking.
“Taemin is not more of a man than me!” Minho clenched his teeth, his eyes flashing dangerously. “Have you seen the length of his hair?!”
“Taemin skydives.”
Both Kyuhyun and Minho paused their argument, staring blankly at Changmin.
Changmin shrugged. “Which one of us can skydive?”
Silence.
“Exactly.”
“...Moving on.” Kyuhyun turned his attention back to Minho. “I’m not a wimp in any way or form. And to prove it -” He paused, staring at his laptop, apprehension written all over his face.
Minho smirked.
“Er...” Kyuhyun looked pained. “Do I really need to do this?”
Minho’s only response was to smirk wider.
Kyuhyun sighed, picking up his most cherished object. He stared at it for a long moment, looking like he wanted to cry.
Then, with a slight moan, he flung it at the window.
It slammed against the glass and fell onto the floor.
“Uh...” Changmin coughed. “You might want to actually open the window...”
“I can’t do it again!” Kyuhyun argued. “It was hard enough the first time!”
With an irritated huff, Minho walked over to the window and wrenched it open. “There,” he said. “Do it.”
Kyuhyun stared blankly for a few moments. His friends stared at him, faces expectant.
Bending down, the evil maknae grasped his laptop in his hands, staring down at it with mournful eyes. With a loud sigh he closed his eyes and flung it at the window.
“You missed,” Minho ground out.
Kyuhyun opened his eyes; the laptop lay on the ground.
“Huh,” he said. “So I did - well then, maybe this is a sign. It doesn’t want to die yet -”
“Kyu, just throw the laptop out!” Changmin sighed exasperatedly.
“I’m trying!”
“Kyu!”
“Geez, fine!” Kyuhyun picked the laptop again and, this time with his eyes open, flung it out the open window.
Much to his distress, it actually met it’s target this time around.
“There - I did it,” he choked, his voice wavering. “It’s done -”
Changmin squinted at him. “Are those tears in your eyes?”
Kyuhyun opened his mouth, ready to defend himself.
“WHAT THE HELL -? SOME FREAKING LAPTOP JUST HIT ME ON THE HEAD!”
Kyuhyun paled at the sound of Kangin’s furious yell.
“Oh shit,” he muttered, his former distress replaced with utter horror. He quickly slammed the window shut, backing away from it as if it were diseased.
“What the hell is Kangin-hyung doing outside in the middle of the night?” Changmin asked, frowning slightly.
“The hell if I know,” Kyuhyun responded. “Do you think I want to be punched?” Taking a deep breath, he continued. “So, now it’s my turn to -”
“You know,” Changmin interrupted, “maybe we should wait until tomorrow before we continue.”
Kyuhyun inhaled sharply. “What?”
Changmin shrugged. “I’m just saying, it’s the middle of the night - it’s not like we can do much right now, everyone’s sleeping.”
“If we could bludgeon Kangin with Kyu’s laptop, I’m pretty sure there are things we could do,” Minho pointed out.
“...You interrupted my game for this,” Kyuhyun muttered, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
“It’s not like you can go back to it now,” Minho said, smirking widely.
If looks could kill, Minho would be long gone.
“We’ll go to sleep now and then do some more tomorrow,” the rapper said, ignoring the death stare being directed his way. “How does that
sound?”
“I hate you.”
“Sure,” Changmin responded, nodding his head.
“I’ll make you suffer tomorrow Minho, just you wait,” Kyuhyun hissed.
Minho rolled his eyes. “You have to give Changmin a dare.”
Kyuhyun glared. “No.”
“What do you mean -? Yes. I asked you, so you have to ask him - it doesn’t work if it’s all over the place!”
“This game doesn’t have any rules. You said so yourself.”
“Goddammit, just give me the dare!” Changmin snapped.
“But -”
“Kyu!”
“Fine!” Kyuhyun’s expression still promised immense pain. “But soon I’ll be getting my REVENGE!”
“WOULD YOU SHUT THE HELL UP?!” Heechul screamed.
Pairings: Hints of Yunjae and Eunhae, and plenty of misunderstandings regarding Changkyu, Minho/Changmin/Kyuhyun, and Minho/everyone (again - MISUNDERSTANDINGS xD).
Rating: NC-17
Fandoms: Super Junior, DBSK, SHINee (main); includes SNSD, Exo and f(x)
Chapters: 1/21
Summary: Kyuhyun, Minho and Changmin decide to play a game of truth or dare. The goals? Don't let anyone find out. Inflict complete and utter humiliation. Do not lose - seriously. Do. Not. Lose...Obviously it's not long before it all descends into complete and utter chaos.
Minho sighed loudly and stared blankly at the ceiling, his fingers tapping incessantly on the floorboards. Changmin glanced at him, his eyes twitching at the sound.
“Alright,” Minho sighed, “tell me I’m not the only one who’s bored out of my mind right now.”
“Nope,” Changmin responded, “you’re not the only one.”
“I don’t know what your talking about,” Kyuhyun interrupted, his eyes glued to the screen of his laptop. His face was illuminated by the glaring light projected from his game.
Minho and Changmin exchanged glances, eyebrows raised in disbelief.
“I think we should do something,” Minho said. Kyuhyun made no move to respond; his fingers smashed repeatedly across the keyboard.
“Kyu,” Minho pressed.
“Why?” Kyuhyun asked, sounding slightly irritated.
“Because you invited us here, that’s why!” Minho responded, frustration coating his words. “So put the damn game away and entertain us!”
“In a minute,” Kyuhyun murmured. “I’m nearly done.”
“That’s what you’ve been saying for the past four hours,” Changmin muttered.
“Kyuhyun!” Minho snapped. “Seriously, we’ve been hanging around for god knows how long! Let’s do something!”
“I said one minute!”
Minho clenched his jaw, turning his attention towards Changmin. “How long before we can go back to our dorms?” he demanded.
“We can’t,” Changmin responded dejectedly. “This is a sleepover, remember?”
“...Oh shit.”
“DAMMIT!”
Both Minho and Changmin jumped at the sound of Kyuhyun’s sudden exclamation, their eyes wide.
“KEEP YOUR GODDAMNED VOICES DOWN, SOME PEOPLE NEED THEIR BEAUTY SLEEP!”
They jumped again (this time Kyuhyun joined in) at the sound of Heechul’s murderous screech.
“Dammit!” Kyuhyun cursed, his eyes wide. “Heechul-hyung - damn him!”
“Sure, as long as you keep your voice down,” Changmin told him.
“He made me press the wrong button! I lost!”
“I’m very sorry to hear that,” Minho said, though his voice portrayed the complete opposite. “Now can we do something else?”
“Wha - no!” Kyuhyun shook his head rapidly. “I have to play again! I can’t end on such a bad note - it’s bad luck I tell you!”
Minho’s eyes flashed dangerously.
“I say we play a game,” Changmin suggested. “...One that isn’t electronic,” he added, eyeing his friend’s laptop nervously.
Kyuhyun frowned. “Did you not hear me -?”
“Shut up Kyu,” Minho told him, before turning to face Changmin. “What do you have in mind?”
“Well -”
“Hold on a second.” Reaching out, Minho slammed the lid of Kyuhyun’s laptop down, giving the Super Junior maknae a warning glare. “I swear if you touch this again, I’m throwing it out a window.”
Kyuhyun’s eyes narrowed. “You wouldn’t.”
Minho rolled his eyes. “Watch me.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” Kyuhyun spat. “You know that you’d have to face the wrath of the evil maknae if you did!”
Minho snorted. “Please, I’ve been living with Taemin for years.”
Both of his friends stared at him.
“What?” Minho scoffed, “you think it’s all rainbows and sparkles under that cute-as-a-button exterior?”
“Yes,” was the response he received.
He rolled his eyes.
“Okay fine,” Kyuhyun sighed (not before shooting a mournful look at his laptop), glancing at his two best friends. “What do you have in mind?”
Minho frowned. “Uh...”
“Truth or dare!” Changmin announced, his expression lighting up. The responses he received were disbelieving stares.
“Changmin,” Kyuhyun said, slowly. “Do we look like a bunch of school girls having a little slumber party?”
“Uh...” Changmin stared blankly at his pajama-clad friends. “Um...”
“We aren’t playing truth or dare.” Kyuhyun settled back. “Next suggestion.”
“Actually,” Minho interjected, “that might not be such a bad idea...”
Kyuhyun stared at him through narrowed eyes.
“No really!” the rapper insisted. “I mean, think about it -”
“Truth or dare sucks,” Kyuhyun interrupted. “Truth in particular - who wants to know about who Changmin’s first date was, or whether or not I find Seohyun from Girls Generation hot -”
“Do you?” Changmin asked, curiously.
“You’ll never know, since we aren’t playing that game.”
“Oh come on!” Minho pressed. “We’ll make sure it’s better than that!” His expression lit up, excitement rapidly taking over. “We can make up dares that are really extreme - and we can have consequences for the loser -”
Kyuhyun frowned slightly. “How do you have a loser in truth or dare?”
“Let’s come up with some rules,” Minho suggested.
Kyuhyun’s head snapped towards him. “Wha - why? We aren’t even playing!”
Minho rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore his friend’s exclamation. “What does the loser have to do?”
“Don’t ignore me.” Kyuhyun growled, looking slightly irritated. After a brief pause he sighed, saying, “fine, if you insist on playing that stupid game, the loser has to do something utterly humiliating, that they can never, ever recover from.”
“You sound pretty confident,” Changmin snorted.
“Of course I do,” Kyuhyun responded firmly. “I’m used to winning.”
“This isn’t StarCraft Kyu,” Changmin pointed out.
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes, not the slightest bit perturbed. “I’m a born winner.”
“Well, so am I,” Minho responded, narrowing his eyes.
“Well then,” Kyuhyun smirked, “I guess Changmin is going to lose.”
“Wha - hey!” Said male frowned, looking offended. “I’m a born winner too!”
“I say we film the whole thing,” Kyuhyun suggested, ignoring his friend’s defensive exclamation. “Whoever loses has to show their dares to their bandmates.”
“Changmin only has one bandmate.”
“Hey!” Changmin cried, glaring at Minho. “Why the hell am I the victim right now?!”
“What? It’s the truth! You only have one bandmate!”
“You know,” Kyuhyun said, slowly, “you could always ring up Jaejoong-hyung, Junsu-hyung and Yoochun-hyung -”
Changmin cut him off with a simple, “no.”
“ - Or you could send them the footage -”
“No.”
Minho snorted, looking amused. “They haven’t seen him in years - I’m sure they’d love to see him dancing naked across their tv screen.”
Changmin choked, looking horrified. “Clothes stay on for all dares!” he cried.
“Okay fine!” Kyuhyun groused. “Since Changmin ruined that last brilliant idea -”
“Kyu, I am seriously going to slap you,” the DBSK member warned.
“ - how about we show it to all our bandmates - er, slash bandmate.” Kyuhyun eyed Changmin for a moment. “...And then show our managers as well, and -”
He paused for dramatic effect.
“ - Lee Soo Man!”
There was a moment of dead silence.
“...Are you out of your mind?!” Minho cried, disbelief oozing through his words.
Kyuhyun smirked. “Why?” he inquired, “do you think you’re going to lose?”
“No!” Minho snapped. “Just...Lee Soo Man!”
“Yes.”
“...You know, on second thought, I don’t think calling JYJ would be such a bad idea.” Changmin let out a nervous laugh.
“Too bad,” Kyuhyun responded. “It’s already done. One of you guys will be showing that footage -”
“Your confidence astounds me,” Minho cut him off. “I’m seriously going to be in hysterics if you lose.”
“And I’ll be in hysterics when you lose,” Kyuhyun responded.
“And I think we really need to get a move on,” Changmin interrupted. “Tell me, how exactly does someone lose in this game?”
They thought for a moment.
“If you refuse to do a dare or answer a question then that’s an automatic lose,” Minho stated.
“Yes, but what if no one refuses?”
“How about this?” Kyuhyun leant back, smirking slightly. “No one is allowed to find out about this game. They can think that we’ve lost our minds, that we’ve discovered a new way of life - I don’t care, as long as it has nothing to do with truth or dare. If anyone finds out, the person responsible for tipping them off, whether intentionally or not, is the loser of the game.”
Minho and Changmin nodded their heads.
Kyuhyun’s smirk grew. “Brilliant - and now we are ready.”
“Wait!” Minho interrupted. “What are the rules?”
“There are none,” Kyuhyun responded impatiently. “Let’s go!”
Changmin sighed loudly. “What the hell have we gotten ourselves into...”
“Who’s going first?” Minho questioned. “I’ll say the first dare.”
“Or truth,” Changmin piped in.
Minho snorted. “Yeah,” he agreed sarcastically, “if anyone’s wimpy enough to say truth.”
“Actually,” Changmin interjected, “I’d say truth would be worse. Imagine having all your deepest secrets recorded on footage, present for anyone’s viewing for the rest of eternity?”
“Dramatic aren’t you?” Kyuhyun muttered.
“...I’ll say the first truth or dare,” Minho amended. “Which one of you wants it?”
“I will,” Kyuhyun responded. “Let’s see what you can come up with.”
“Okay then -”
“Wait!” Changmin quickly pulled out his phone and started recording. “Okay, now go.”
“Bet I can handle anything you throw at me,” Kyuhyun challenged cockily.
“...I dare you to throw your laptop out a window.”
There was a moment of silence.
“...You’re insane.” The confident smirk had vanished almost instantly from the older male’s face. “I’m out of this.”
“If you leave now it means you forfeit the game,” Minho pointed out. “That means you lose.”
Kyuhyun snorted. “Oh sure,” he said sarcastically, “and what exactly are you going to do? Show the non-existent footage to my bandmates? Oh I’m so scared!”
Changmin coughed. “He does have a point...”
“I always knew you had no backbone,” Minho snorted.
“Shut up,” Kyuhyun snapped.
Minho’s eyes narrowed, not perturbed in the slightest. “God Kyu, you little chicken.”
“Been spending too much time with Onew?” Kyuhyun grumbled.
“We live together you idiot,” Minho snorted. “But that’s beside the point - the point is, if you leave now, what sort of man are you?”
“More of a man than you!” Kyuhyun shot back.
“Oh please,” Minho snorted. From a corner Changmin watched silently, wondering why things always seemed to fall to hell. “Your mum is more of a man than you!”
Kyuhyun gaped at him.
“Uh...” Minho coughed awkwardly. “I probably shouldn’t have said that...”
“Minho!” Changmin cried, indignant on Kyuhyun’s behalf. “Take that back - Mrs. Cho is a very lovely woman!”
“I said I shouldn’t have said that!” Minho cried defensively. “Besides, I didn’t mean to insult her -”
“Your mum is more of a man than you!”
Minho let out a frustrated cry. “I said I was sorry!”
“And your grandma!”
“Kyu!” Changmin hissed.
“Yeah, well,” Minho bit out, “your sister is more of a man than you!”
“Minho!” Changmin snapped. “Come on, both of you, knock it out -”
“TAEMIN is more of a man than you!”
Minho gaped, while Changmin mentally smashed his head on a wall.
“You take that back!” Minho snapped.
“No,” Kyuhyun responded, smirking.
“Taemin is not more of a man than me!” Minho clenched his teeth, his eyes flashing dangerously. “Have you seen the length of his hair?!”
“Taemin skydives.”
Both Kyuhyun and Minho paused their argument, staring blankly at Changmin.
Changmin shrugged. “Which one of us can skydive?”
Silence.
“Exactly.”
“...Moving on.” Kyuhyun turned his attention back to Minho. “I’m not a wimp in any way or form. And to prove it -” He paused, staring at his laptop, apprehension written all over his face.
Minho smirked.
“Er...” Kyuhyun looked pained. “Do I really need to do this?”
Minho’s only response was to smirk wider.
Kyuhyun sighed, picking up his most cherished object. He stared at it for a long moment, looking like he wanted to cry.
Then, with a slight moan, he flung it at the window.
It slammed against the glass and fell onto the floor.
“Uh...” Changmin coughed. “You might want to actually open the window...”
“I can’t do it again!” Kyuhyun argued. “It was hard enough the first time!”
With an irritated huff, Minho walked over to the window and wrenched it open. “There,” he said. “Do it.”
Kyuhyun stared blankly for a few moments. His friends stared at him, faces expectant.
Bending down, the evil maknae grasped his laptop in his hands, staring down at it with mournful eyes. With a loud sigh he closed his eyes and flung it at the window.
“You missed,” Minho ground out.
Kyuhyun opened his eyes; the laptop lay on the ground.
“Huh,” he said. “So I did - well then, maybe this is a sign. It doesn’t want to die yet -”
“Kyu, just throw the laptop out!” Changmin sighed exasperatedly.
“I’m trying!”
“Kyu!”
“Geez, fine!” Kyuhyun picked the laptop again and, this time with his eyes open, flung it out the open window.
Much to his distress, it actually met it’s target this time around.
“There - I did it,” he choked, his voice wavering. “It’s done -”
Changmin squinted at him. “Are those tears in your eyes?”
Kyuhyun opened his mouth, ready to defend himself.
“WHAT THE HELL -? SOME FREAKING LAPTOP JUST HIT ME ON THE HEAD!”
Kyuhyun paled at the sound of Kangin’s furious yell.
“Oh shit,” he muttered, his former distress replaced with utter horror. He quickly slammed the window shut, backing away from it as if it were diseased.
“What the hell is Kangin-hyung doing outside in the middle of the night?” Changmin asked, frowning slightly.
“The hell if I know,” Kyuhyun responded. “Do you think I want to be punched?” Taking a deep breath, he continued. “So, now it’s my turn to -”
“You know,” Changmin interrupted, “maybe we should wait until tomorrow before we continue.”
Kyuhyun inhaled sharply. “What?”
Changmin shrugged. “I’m just saying, it’s the middle of the night - it’s not like we can do much right now, everyone’s sleeping.”
“If we could bludgeon Kangin with Kyu’s laptop, I’m pretty sure there are things we could do,” Minho pointed out.
“...You interrupted my game for this,” Kyuhyun muttered, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
“It’s not like you can go back to it now,” Minho said, smirking widely.
If looks could kill, Minho would be long gone.
“We’ll go to sleep now and then do some more tomorrow,” the rapper said, ignoring the death stare being directed his way. “How does that
sound?”
“I hate you.”
“Sure,” Changmin responded, nodding his head.
“I’ll make you suffer tomorrow Minho, just you wait,” Kyuhyun hissed.
Minho rolled his eyes. “You have to give Changmin a dare.”
Kyuhyun glared. “No.”
“What do you mean -? Yes. I asked you, so you have to ask him - it doesn’t work if it’s all over the place!”
“This game doesn’t have any rules. You said so yourself.”
“Goddammit, just give me the dare!” Changmin snapped.
“But -”
“Kyu!”
“Fine!” Kyuhyun’s expression still promised immense pain. “But soon I’ll be getting my REVENGE!”
“WOULD YOU SHUT THE HELL UP?!” Heechul screamed.