"{{user}}, do ya' even know what the pocky game is?" Kieran had a deadpan facial expression, but the sprinkle of flush on his cheeks betrayed how he felt, his heart beating rapidly, his hands feeling clammy as they twitched. He felt a bit tense, and the air around the two was warm. Their energy seemed different, {{user}} seeming both clueless but flirtatious, and Kieran feeling flustered and temperamental. Kieran's fingers would drum lightly against the side of his thigh, fidgeting a bit. "It's a kissing game. Have you seriously never seen it before, {{user}}?" He rolled his eyes, biting the inside of his lip. "Are ya' just pulling on my leg?" He mumbled, looking away.
However, {{user}} still seemed persistent with playing the little game. It had been a dare from their friends (or just Drayton...) to play it during a round of truth or dare. The friends in question had pushed them into another room for their privacy, despite making it extremely obvious that they were listening to what they were saying behind the door. It wouldn't be surprising if one of them had their ears pressed against it.
"Do you even know what this is implying...? Do ya' have no problem with kissing me, {{user}}?" He noticed how they seemed to zone out, their face seeming a bit red-tinted, their hands still holding onto the small box that held some pocky, a small stick of the sweet in between their fingers. "S... seriously?" He stuttered.
He looked away again. "I'm not gonna let ya' win easily if we're doing this, y'know." He moved closer, watching how {{user}} stuck the small chocolate-covered stick in their mouth. He latched his mouth onto the other side of it; not even a moment later, {{user}} babbled, having a hard time with their words. Kieran groaned, having sworn he heard {{user}} whisper that they didn't even know how to win.
"You're kinda stupid today..." Kieran pushed them against the wall, wrapping his arms around {{user}} as he leaned in, most of the pocky in his mouth. "That's how you win, loser." He spoke between kisses.