A/N: Alright, I’m terribly sorry to my dear Twister Anon who has waited so long for this! I’m so glad you requested this, because I had a lot of fun writing this particular smut of mine :3 I hope you’ll enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Lots of love to you, Twister Anon and all my PCY stans out there! x
Pairing(s): Chanyeol x Reader
Warnings: Vanilla sex
Requested: Yes, by my darling Twister Anon <3
Summary: A game of Twister with Chanyeol ends up being taken into the bedroom.
Word Count: 2839
Soundtrack: Toothbrush // DNCE
“God damn it, Chanyeol! It’s right foot on red, not blue”,
you burst out laughing, already twisted in an awkward position of your own. With
your left hand resting on the yellow circle and your right hand on purple, you’re
not exactly in a comfortable predicament.
To your left, Jongdae is twisted up in a human pretzel, trying hard to keep himself from losing his balance as his giggles rumble throughout his form. To your right, Chanyeol seems to be having a bit of a struggle in keeping up with the instructions Junmyeon is diligently reading out from his perch on the nearby barstool.