(can be whatever trope you want; enemies to lovers, friend to lovers, etc)

It was supposed to be a small get together, but atlas, that’s never the case, word had gotten out causing it to become a full blown party. Music was blaring, causing the walls to buzz slightly, the whole house was packed with drunk teenagers.

However, you and your group of friends ended up in the host’s room. You were all sat in circle with an empty Bacardi bottle in the center. Spin the bottle/seven minutes in heaven, a classic party game.

Changbin, Bang Chan, Felix, Han, Hyunjin, Minho, Seungmin, IN and you had been roped into the game and now it was your turn.

You drunkenly leaned forward and gave the bottle a good spin, after it spun for a few seconds it landed on Chan.

Everyone erupted in shock and began chanting/ cheering, the host stood up (to the best of their ability) and ushered the two of you into the closet.

“Seven minutes starts…now!” the slurred slightly with a chuckle.