"Hey aren't we leaving tomorrow?" Yena walks beside me, making footprints in the snow.
"Yes, why?"
YN: "We should do A game tonight; I was thinking about sneaking some alcohol."
SN:" Come on, how do you even plan to do that?"
YN:" Actually, I snuck some before we came here." She snickers.
SN:" How? from who?"
YN:" It's from Miss; I visited her before we left a few days ago, she allowed me to. It might help loosen the tensions."
SN:" What tension?"
YN:" The tensions that you've been having."
SN:" There's no tension." I stopped walking.
YN:" Yesterday, after that incident..."
SN:" It wasn't anything. I was just irritated. I'm fine now."
YN:" If you say so, oh, they're probably waiting for us inside."
"Look, we prepared this for dinner." Beomgyu holds his hands out toward the counter with plates of food.
"Wow, you both did all of this?" Yena was drooling.
BG: "Yeonjun cooked; I only did the preparing."
"You both look like a married couple." Yena jokes.
"U-Us? No." Beomgyu turns his face away; it was slightly red.
"You have something you on the face," I tell Yeonjun; his face was lightly dusted with flour he used earlier.
"Really?" He touches his face.
"Let me wipe it for you." Beomgyu takes the kitchen towel, lightly swiping it across Yeonjun's face.
Yena's face was slightly red; she judged me with her elbow, I scoffed.
"Let me prepare the table." Yena rushes, overtaking the silverware.
"I'll set the glasses." I offered while those two were in their world.
I had a feeling my mission was coming closer to being accomplished, and I just needed them to admit to each other after some time. I wish I would think have thought about myself before that day. I put the mission before my safety. I haven't even healed myself yet, and I couldn't find the time.
"Do you want a coke?" Beomgyu asks with the can in his hand.
"Ah, yeah, sure." I take it from him. I often drink carbonated beverages, but this time it felt weird.
"I'll take a coke too!" Yena reaches her hand out toward him.
BG: "This is the last one; drink it slowly."
"This is good, right?" Yena looks at me while eating the chicken.
"Yes." I nodded.
"Are your hands fine?" Beomgyu reaches across the table, turning my palm upwards.
"They're fine." I pulled away, putting my hand below the table.
"Did you use any ointment?" He asks.
"Yes, I'm fine, don't worry," I reassured him.
"Soona is stubborn, and she doesn't like using the medicine that much," Yena adds.
"Yeah, so don't worry," I say nervously.
"Here, use this." Yeonjun throws a small bottle of ointment on the table.
"I'm fine." I push it back toward him.
"Just use it, please." Beomgyu pleas.
"If you all insist." I take the bottle into my hands.
"Let me do it." Beomgyu goes to stand, but Yeonjun beats him to it.
"I'll do it, finish eating." He walks around the table.
"I can do it..myself." I eyed them both.
"Here." Yeonjun takes it from my hands, opening the small-cap. He lightly squeezed the tube, putting the ointment on the scrapes.
"Does it burn?" He asks.
"No."
"Leave it on, and you should apply this again in the morning." He screwed the cap back on.
"Thanks."
"After dinner, let's play a game!" Yena cuts the tension.
"Which game?" Beomgyu asks beside Yeonjun.
YN: "2 truths and one lie. Whoever doesn't get their lie guessed has to take a shot!"
BG:" I like that idea, but where did you get an alcohol?"
YN:" That...I already had it before!"
YJ:" Since it's our last night, I'll agree."
YN: "Who wants to go first?"
"I'll go!" I offer.
"Guess which is my life. I dislike horror movies, I've been to three countries, and finally, I've never had a boyfriend."
"That's.." Beomgyu was pondering his thoughts. "I think the boyfriend one is the lie." Yeonjun cuts in.
"You're wrong."
"What? really!?" Beomgyu says, shocked; I nodded.
"I think the countries are the lie," Yena says.
"No, You all failed. The lie is that I dislike horror movies; I enjoy them." I laughed.
"We all have to drink since we didn't guess her lie; hold out your glasses!" Yena grabs the bottle.
They all downed a shot; Yena closed her eyes tightly at the bitter taste.
"I'll go." Yena raises her hand.
"I have six brothers, I've been to Paris, and I've skydived."
"The lie...6 brothers!" Beomgyu points.
"No, that's a truth." She laughed.
"Six brothers?! that must be crazy!" Yeonjun exclaimed.
"They're hard to deal with, but they protect me well."
"I think Paris is a lie," I answered.
"Ah, you got me!"
"Really? you've skydived?!" Beomgyu asks.
"Something like that! It's your turn." She points to Yeonjun.
"I have a better idea; let's do Never Have I Ever," Yeonjun suggested.
"Ha, you want a risky game? ok, ok, fine!" Yena stands up and points to him.
"You must go first then, name you never have I ever."
YJ: "Never Have I ever cheated on a test."
"Everyone has to drink; we all have." Yena looks at us all.
We all raised our glasses, taking the shot. I was not too fond of the taste of the liquor.
YN: "Never Have I ever refused a kiss."
I regretfully hand my glass out to her to receive a drink.
"Wow, I wonder how many?" Beomgyu laughed.
"I can't remember all." I take the second shot.
YJ:" Never have I ever stolen from my parents."
"Ah, Why am I taking all the drinks~?" I hold my glass out again.
"Only Soona?" Yena eyed Beomgyu and Yeonjun suspiciously.
"I have," Beomgyu admitted finally.
SN:" Never Have I ever wanted to kiss someone in this room."
"Woah, soona, are you drunk?" Yena laughed at my question.
"Just answer it!" I slurred.
Both Beomgyu and Yeonjun hold their glasses out.
"Both?!" Yena's eyes widened.
"I knew it, I knew it!" I laughed while hitting my knee.
"I think Soona should go to bed." Yena laughed while pouring their drinks.
"Who was it?-" I ask drunkenly.
"Soona, let's go to bed," Yena says, standing up.
"No! they haven't answered me!" I shove her away weakly.
"I'll take care of her; let's go." Yeonjun pulls me up by my arm; I try to shake him away but fail.
"I'm fine!"
"See, I'm fine!" I slurred, sitting on my bed with my hands in the air.
"You're drunk; get some rest." He laughed.
"I'm not drunk, and hey! Hey, who are you kissing?!! I know who it is!~" I smiled happily.
"Drink some water; your head will hurt tomorrow." He sets a bottle down beside the bed.
"It's Beomgyu," I whispered, giggling as I laid back on my bed with my arms sprawled out.
"W-Who?!" Yeonjun exclaimed.
"You heard me!" I yelled back.
"Get some rest, okay? you've become delirious." He pats my cheek before walking outside the room.
"It's Beomgyu!" I yelled before passing out.
"She's gone crazy." Yeonjun comes back to the two sittings.
"I believe it; let's go to bed. I have a feeling we'll need to help her tomorrow." Yena picks up the glasses.
BG: "Let's clean up."