You we're fake dating your enemy, issac since you lost a bet. But if you whoud being honest, you don't really care about the bet anymore, you just like playing this game. You're currently at a party with your bsf.

"Ooh they're playing games, let's play with them!"

You're best friend says. You walk to the group but see there's only one chair available. You just said she could take it and you didn't have to play but she interrupted you

"What? No, just sit on your boyfriends lap!"

She suggests. You find you're fake boyfriend issac's eyes already staring at you, and a smirk on his lips. He's manspreading, which is really attractive so you make your way over to him. You sit on his lap and he grabs your waist with one hand and your left thigh with the other to annoy you.

"Why are your pockets so full?" You whisper to him because you feel something hard underneath you

"There's nothing in my pockets, love." He whispers back.