Warning: Sexual references, large amount of swearing on Seifer's part.
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Hayner POV
"What do you think about me?"
I was playing one of mine and my three best friends' favourite games: Truth or Dare. It was my turn to be asked a question by Roxas. It was a common thing for us to do on a Saturday night. After the day was over and done with, there was nothing left to do. It was too late to pick a fight with Seifer, and god knew I didn't trust myself alone with him in the dark. What, with those sexy lips and beautiful blue eyes… Uh, I think I'm getting a little off track. Back to the game.
We usually picked Truth, and only Roxas or I occasionally picked Dare. Those occasions often had disastrous results. Like when I had dared Roxas to tell Fuu she had pretty eyes. I think his voice has been a little higher ever since.
Roxas was my best friend. He was friendly most of the time, but he had a temper like nothing else. He was known to fly off the handle whenever somebody annoyed him, and loved to argue. He was really blonde, with a spiky swept to the side type of hair style, with loose strands falling over his deep blue eyes. My other two friends, Olette and Pence, made up our close friendship group.
Olette was the responsible one, a sweet brunette who was always urging us to get on with our homework. Pence was obsessed with photography, and a really nice guy. He was always the one to pick one of us up when we were down. He had a red headband snapped around his head and his black hair pulled up, and he was kind of tubby. I had dirty blonde hair gelled back, but not so much that my hair looked like a giant grease ball, and I was quite proud of my deep brown eyes.
I nudged Roxas with my elbow. "I think you're awesome, but you're lacking in taste when it comes to men," I replied with a smirk.
Roxas' boyfriend was a tall, lanky guy called Axel. He had bright red hair in long spikes and vivid green eyes that Roxas would never stop gushing about to me. Roxas told me he was sweet and romantic, but from what I'd seen, he was just a jerk. He was way too overprotective of Roxas, and always argued with me when he thought I was putting my shorter friend in danger. In case you couldn't already tell, I strongly disliked Axel.
"If you spent one night in bed with him, you'd love him as much as I do," mumbled Roxas. I was sure I wasn't meant to hear that, and even for a moment considered letting it slide. But what fun would that be?
"You like Axel in bed, huh Roxas?" I laughed, nudging him again. He blushed furiously.
I was expecting him to glare at me, or retort, but he only looked at me with some weird expression.
"He's so loving and gentle… It's not just sex to him, Hayner. It's love. He would never hurt me, and he would do anything to make me feel good…" Roxas trailed off, looking away with his face an even brighter shade of red.
Strangely enough, I felt almost touched that my friend trusted me enough to share that with me. Of course, Olette and Pence were sitting opposite us, their eyes wide. They hadn't ever expected for Roxas to tell any of us about his sex life. He was so private, it just wasn't the kind of thing he did. I hadn't been expecting it either.
I smiled and placed my hand over Roxas'. "I'm glad he makes you happy," I said as gently as possible, considering I felt like punching Axel in the face. How come he had been brave enough to ask Roxas out, and I couldn't even hint to Seifer that I liked him?
Oh crap, did I just say I liked him? Well, I don't. Never, not even in a million years, would I like Seifer that way. It was true I didn't hate him. Hell, I hadn't hated him for a long time. But there is a big difference between not hating somebody, and actually liking them. I would know.
Pence was looking uncomfortable, but a broad grin was present on Olette's face. "We should invite Seifer and his friends to play Truth or Dare!" she announced. It was a pretty random idea, but with Olette you got used to it. "And Axel can play too." She added the last bit with a smirk in Roxas' direction, an obvious jab at his earlier comment.
Despite his mad blushing, Roxas looked up and smiled back at Olette. "You're right. It can't be our destiny to be enemies with those guys forever. And I haven't spoken to Axel since this morning," he said, sounding slightly wistful as he spoke of his boyfriend.
I, however, was utterly shocked. All I had heard was 'invite Seifer' and 'Truth or Dare' before I had drifted off into my own thoughts. I wasn't too stupid to realize I was attracted to Seifer. Truth or Dare was the worst idea possible. Although, maybe that 'Seven minutes in heaven' game was a step up on the 'worst idea' ladder. Perhaps I should've been feeling grateful. I nodded hesitantly, running my tongue over my dry lips nervously. "Y-yeah. Sounds great," I muttered, trying not to look too suspicious.
"Great!" Olette cheered. "I'll go and ask Fuu. She's probably the most likely to agree, and maybe she can help me with…" She paused and looked over at me with that shifty look in her eyes. It looked so out of place in those usual pools of innocence. "Right, I'll be right back," the brunette concluded, standing up and ambling out the entrance to our hangout.
It wasn't long before Olette returned, Axel, Seifer, Fuu, Rai and a couple of other guys I didn't recognise in tow.
"Olette, I thought you were just bringing the moron," I sighed. Axel and Seifer exchanged looks.
"Are you talking about me, or him?" asked Axel, pointing to himself and then Seifer.
I honestly didn't know. I just knew I was suddenly feeling hot and nervous at the sight of Seifer, wearing a belly shirt as usual, standing at the door to my usual hangout. My eyes travelled to meet his, as they always did, and then shifted up to his beanie. He looked so good with his platinum blonde hair matted under the beanie, and those intense blue eyes staring into mine.
"Hey, lamer?" Seifer interrupted, raising an eyebrow at me. "Your girlfriend said there was something to do here other than watch grass grow. Going to let us join in on your little party?"
"She's not my girlfriend," I protested weakly as Seifer took a spot next to me on the floor. Fuu and Olette joined Pence on the couch, Axel and Roxas snuggled up on the other couch, and Rai got comfortable on the floor with the two strangers. Olette asked them their names.
"I'm Sora," said the boy with brown spiky hair, who looked oddly like Roxas, with the impossibly blue eyes. He looked over at his taller friend, who had long silver hair and enticing aquamarine eyes.
"I'm Riku," said the other boy. "Sora's best friend." It was weird how he could take such an innocent phrase as 'Sora's best friend' and made it sound so seductive. It was also weird how Sora squirmed in a mixture of discomfort and pleasure at the way his companion spoke his name. Riku smirked at Sora and pulled him into his lap, met with barely audible protests from Sora.
"From the way you broke down when you found me, I got the idea you wanted to be near me," the silver-haired boy said to Sora, quietly but loud enough for all of us to hear.
"Riku, I do, you're my best friend…" Sora mumbled but he blushed upon seeing all eyes on him. He tried to move out of Riku's lap, but Riku had a strong grip and only pulled the brunette firmly against his chest, his chin resting on the shorter boy's head.
Pence coughed awkwardly. "Okay, I know it's not exactly the most fun thing around, but we're playing Truth or Dare. Who wants to start?"
Fuu raised a hand tentatively. "Sora. Truth or Dare," she said in that monotone voice of hers.
Sora looked surprised for a moment, but he smiled at her after a second or two. "Truth," he replied. I grinned. I knew he didn't want to be the first idiot to be sent out on some ridiculous dare and humiliate himself. Maybe he was smarter than he looked.
"What's this?" asked Fuu, motioning to Riku and Sora's position. Sora had now relaxed into Riku's chest and looked comfortable with Riku's arms around him. However, the moment he realised what Fuu was talking about, he violently sprung forward, only to be brought back down by Riku's strong arms.
"Remember, it's truth," I heard Riku murmur in Sora's ear as he calmed him again. I was pretty sure nobody else heard it.
"Let's just say, Riku and I have been through a lot together. I tried so hard to find him, but when I did, we were ripped apart again. I was so happy when I finally found him again. I wanted my best friend back, and now… Now I have him. And I'm not going to take that for granted," Sora said. He sounded like Roxas had earlier when he'd told us about sex with Axel.
Riku smirked. "I remember. It went something like… 'Oh, Riku, I found you! I looked everywhere!'" he imitated Sora in a distressed tone. Despite his teasing, I could see both were sincere in their feelings for each other.
Olette smiled warmly. "That's so cute! You guys make a good couple,—" cue more blushing from Sora, "—and now it's your turn, Sora!"
Sora looked wickedly at Roxas. "Hey, Roxas, feel like repeating that stuff you told me six months ago, the week after you met Axel?" he chortled. He seemed to be in on some joke that nobody else was.
I looked at Sora with surprise, seeing other heads turn in the corner of my eye.
"You two know each other?" I asked. My best friend had never mentioned this kid before.
"Yeah, Roxas is my cousin," Sora explained for Roxas, seeing as my poor friend was stuttering and blushing wildly.
"Sora, I'd been drinking—" Roxas began, by he was cut off by a snort from Sora.
"I don't care. Repeat it," ordered the brunette.
Roxas breathed in deeply. "Axel is so fucking hot. Every time he comes near me, I can feel the lust like flames. I want him. I'll fucking drop on my knees and beg if I have to," he choked out, looking absolutely mortified.
Sora grinned widely. "And then he said 'He makes me think dirty things I've never thought before.' After that, he put his hand on my shoulder, said, 'I wish he didn't make me so horny, that bastard,' and collapsed." He was now shaking with his laughter and several others, myself including, were cracking up, holding their sides as they laughed at Roxas' expense. Axel was looking at Roxas with shock evident in his face, seemingly frozen in place. I guess he didn't realise how much Roxas had wanted him.
"Hayner, you're my friend, don't fucking laugh at me," Roxas muttered.
"I'm sorry," I gasped between laughs. "But that's fucking hilarious. I thought you didn't drink."
"That night is the reason why I don't drink," he grumbled. "Anyway, it's my turn now. Seifer. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," he proclaimed. Of course Seifer would be the first idiot to volunteer himself for humiliation.
Roxas' face split into a wide grin, and then a thoughtful look came across his face. "Do a strip tease for Hayner," he suddenly announced, the grin taking over again.
Seifer's eyes narrowed and he glared at Roxas, a murderous look in his eyes.
"Don't worry, you can keep your pants on," Roxas chuckled, either unaware of the glare he was receiving, or not bothered by it.
Seconds ticked by, and then a full minute, of Seifer glaring at Roxas, and Roxas smiling and obviously ignoring Seifer's look.
"Fine, chickenwuss, but I'll get you for this," Seifer finally gave in, uncrossing his legs and standing up. "Can it be in private? I don't want all you sick fucks watching me."
"Yes!" Olette and Roxas replied simultaneously.
I shot them an irritated look.
"Privacy makes things so much more naughty..." Olette tried to explain, with an innocent look on her face.
I snorted and took up, brushing myself off and trying to keep the blush off my face at the thought of Seifer stripping.
"There's a little hidey-hole behind that curtain," said Olette. When she received curious looks, she went on; "What? Roxas and Axel hid there once when Roxas' parents got pissed at Axel."
Roxas nodded. "They walked in on us once in my bedroom and thought Axel was forcing himself on me," he explained with a light chuckle. "I hadn't told them I was gay, or that Axel was my boyfriend."
"What were you doing? Making out, having sex?" pressed Olette.
"Something in between..." Roxas muttered, looking away with a blush on his face. Axel leaned down and murmured something in his ear, and the colour grew even more intense and my dear friend seemed lost for words.
"Roxas is very vocal during certain activites," Axel said with a smirk. "But, I digress. I think Seifer and Hayner should get into mine and Roxie's little 'hidey-hole.'"
I cursed Axel silently. I'd been hoping everybody would forget about it in favor of teasing Roxas instead. But I'd never been lucky, and I wasn't going to start to be now. Seifer only nodded wordlessly and walked over to the hidey-hole, pushing the curtain and slipping through. I allowed a good five seconds to glare at every person in the room, and then followed.
Seifer's beanie was on the floor next to his feet when I entered, while the tall boy stood with his back to me, nervously ruffling his platinum blond hair.
"Seifer?" I said quietly. "You don't have to do it. We can just lie and say you did."
"I'd better hear some clothes coming off soon!" called Olette.
"Ah, fuck," muttered Seifer. He turned around to face me and took a step forward. "Hey, chickenwuss."
"Hayner," I corrected him.
"Yeah, whatever. Aren't you bothered about your lame friends being gay?" he asked.
"W-what? Of course I'm not bothered! Roxas is my best friend, so why would I be bothered by something as stupid as his sexuality?" I replied, almost heatedly.
"Oh. Okay. Well, best get this over with..." With that said, he slipped his coat off his arms and shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor. I bit my lip to hold in a gasp as I realised what I was about to see.
Seifer slowly unbuttoned his belly shirt and slipped that off too, exposing his entire upper body to my eyes. He was perfect. He was lightly tanned and skinny, but not unhealithy so. He had amazing muscles, but not the massive muscles that looked steroid-induced. They looked natural and so fucking beautiful.
"So, what do you think, lamer?" asked Seifer with a smirk. He must have noticed the way I was staring.
"You're... I mean, you're just... Fuck." I couldn't find words to describe it.
"You mean I'm gorgeous and you may have just decided to bat for the other team?" Seifer offered.
"Huh, that happened a long time ago," I snorted bluntly.
Seifer looked taken aback for a moment, but then he stepped even closer, and took my hands in his. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine lightly, sending tingles down my spine and electricity all through my body. He pulled back with a smile on his face. It was the first genuine smile he'd ever given me. "Good," he said simply, and then grabbed his beanie, pulled it on, and left our cosy little space to rejoin the group. I followed, almost in a trance. Seifer had kissed me, even if it only lasted for a moment.
"Seifer, you're not wearing a shirt," I heard Olette point out.
"Does that bother you?" he asked in a smug tone as he sat down with crossed legs. I sat by his side, shaking my head to bring myself out of my almost-trance.
"No, it doesn't. In fact, it's great that I finally have something to look at. A girl has needs, you know," she replied.
"O-olette!" I gasped, widening my eyes in disbelief.
"But it's true!" my friend went on. "None of you guys will ever walk around without your shirt on."
"Heh, they're just embarassed because their bodies aren't as hot as mine," said Seifer with a smirk.
I felt anger rise to the surface. I'd always had a very short temper, and even though I was aware of it, I was powerless to control it. "Oh yeah? My body is twice as hot as yours!" I snapped, narrowing my eyes dangerously at him.
"Prove it."
So, remember what I said about my temper? It causes me to go to almost any length to express my anger. This includes ripping off my shirt (yep, literally ripping it into shreds) and glaring at Seifer as if he were the cause of all of the world's problems. Which I had just done, in case you haven't caught on yet.
"Lamer..."
Seifer's POV
So, I was staring at Hayner. At his bare chest, something I had wanted to see for... two years, three years... just fucking ages, okay? And I couldn't think of anything intelligent to say.
"Lamer..." I managed to whisper, averting my eyes to crush the urge to fucking jump him right there and then and molest him. Yeah, he looked that fucking good. I'm not a writer or anything, and I can't think of any fancy-shit words to describe him, so we'll just settle for 'perfect.' A perfect-chested, blonde-haired sex god was watching me expectantly, as if he was waiting for a comment. So comment I did.
And what a fucking great one it was. "Fuck, you're hot," I said.
I kid you not. I'm so fucking lame. I don't know why I call Hayner 'lamer', when the first comment I ever gave him was crude and contained the word 'fuck'.
And then Hayner's stupid girlfriend decided to speak. "See! Even Seifer is having trouble keeping his eyes off you!" she said. I think her name was Olette or something... oh well, who gives a flying fuck.
"This is exactly why I keep my shirt on," mumbled Hayner. I think he'd gotten over his temper flare and now seemed a little embarassed.
"Too late for that now, lamer," I laughed. "Your shirt is in pieces."
Hayner's eyes widened and he looked incredulously at the strips of material on the floor that were once known as his shirt, as if he couldn't even remember doing it. "Oh..."
I heard a cough from Riku, and turned to see him stroking Sora's hand almost reassuringly, while the brunette boy sat stubbornly with a jealous look on his face. He could say whatever he wanted, but I knew he fucking had it bad for this Riku guy. "Should we go on with the game?" suggested Riku. I swear, I could've hugged the jerk.
"Yeah," said Pence. I noticed how quiet he'd been during the whole time I'd been here. No wonder. The guy was the only one here who wasn't homosexual. "It's Seifer's turn, right?"
Hayner's POV
So, that's basically how the night went on. The dares got stupider, the truths more personal, but nobody chickened out. I could maybe even say I enjoyed hanging with Seifer, and that maybe my feelings for him had progressed a little further than attraction. Maybe...
Olette suggested that next Saturday we do the same thing, but invite more kids our age, since we all knew there were a bunch more in Twilight Town. I asked how the hell she was going to fit us all in the Usual Spot, and then she grinned and proceeded to go on about her massive, warm, cosy basement. Seifer, of course, had asked her why the fuck she hadn't taken us there to begin with, and even Olette didn't have an answer for that. I suppose Seifer really could be smart when he tried.
A/N: Yeah, so some feedback would be nice on how you think I did with their personalities. By the way, don't think I've given up on my other stories. I just have a lot of ideas in my head and I want to get them down before I lose them. So, if you've been reading one of my other stories, thank you, and expect updates soon.