8. A “Spin the bottle” kiss
Dex had known this was going to be a disaster going into it.
It was the last Kegster before midterms and everyone was drinking like it was the end of the world, trying to get as shitfaced as possible in preparation for the next two weeks of all-nighters. Jello shots were demolished, red solo cups littered the floor, and tub juice flowed freely through the Haus. Everyone was buzzed, and even though Dex didn’t normally like to drink too much at parties, he was steadily approaching “tipsy.”
That was the first mistake. The second was letting Nursey rope him into a game of Spin the Bottle.
He’d always sucked at games of chance, and now he was going to have to kiss Nursey, who would probably never let him live it down.
“I regret this party, I regret this friendship, and I regret this,” Dex scowled.
“Yeah, but you’re going to have to kiss me anyways. Suck it up, Poindexter.”
“You suck it up.”
Nursey rolled his eyes, “Jesus Christ, why does everything have to be an ordeal with you?”
Dex could feel the nervous tension in his stomach build, souring the shots he’d let Holster talk him into taking. “Well, why did you force me into playing thi-”
Nursey’s mouth was enough to get Dex from feeling like he was flustered-tipsy to feeling like he was devastatingly-drunk. He couldn’t even care that Nursey had interrupted him, as long as they stayed exactly where they were and Nursey was pressed warm and soft and insistent and-
Okay, He was pretty sure that was a wolf-whistle.
He broke them apart. Nursey rolled with it good-naturedly, but his hand didn’t move from Dex’s back.
“You kiss like a fucking exhibitionist,” Dex said, listing into Nursey’s side against his will.
“Yeah?” Nursey said, spinning the bottle, then turning to face Dex. “Well you kiss like you liked it.”
Dex snorted, leaning away from Nursey. “You wish.”
“Chill, dude.” Nursey said as the bottle slowed to a stop in front of a brunette. He smiled like the cat that caught the canary when she started making her way across their group’s loose, lopsided circle towards him.
Dex got up to fill his drink. If he didn’t come back to the game, that had nothing to do with how much he didn’t want to see Nursey kissing other people.