John settled down on the floor, glancing around at everyone participating in the juvenile game of spin the bottle. There was only seven excluding him, but he preferred it small and intimate, it meant it would be less awkward. Of course, it still will be considering there was only three girls and four boys. The odds for a boy-boy kiss was pretty high.
He glanced around at the people around him. Starting from his left side he had Stamford, Sally, Anderson, Molly, Sarah, Jim and Sebastian. The last two had been dragged in at the last minute and the ginger next to him, Sebastian, didn't seem to pleased about it.
Everyone knew the rules so Anderson tossed a plastic soda bottle in the middle and nudged his girlfriend, Sally, to spin it. She shoved at him before she reached out and spun the bottle. John was already starting to get bored as it landed on Stamford who looked a little too happy about the whole thing. John heard bored murmurs between the two teens beside him who were obviously ignoring the spectacle going on between Sally and Stamford.
He had his suspicions about the dark haired pretty boy and the rough ginger being a couple, but kept it to himself. A good portion of the people in this group were a touch homophobic and he didn't wish those slurs on anybody, even if it was towards the rather cruel duo.
Anderson forcefully pulled the two apart and angrily requested Stamford to spin the bottle. It landed on Anderson this time, whom instantly recoiled and refused any such kiss. The girls teased him but relented to a peck on the cheek, which Anderson still made it look like it was killing him to do such a thing.
A lot of kissing and boredom between the three males whom the bottle seemed immune to, Stamford finally brought up the fact that Jim, Sebastian and John hadn't so much as touched the bottle since the game started twenty minutes ago.
"John, you go." Stamford said with a smile. The blonde shrugged and reached out, spinning the bottle. He secretly hoped it would land on Sarah, but to his horror it landed between Sebastian and he.
"Does this mean I... kiss myself?" John asked hopefully, but the girls giggled and shook their heads.
"No, John. Kiss Sebastian!" Sarah called out, giggling. "You must kiss him on the lips though, no pussy-footing like Anderson."
John gulped and looked at Sebastian whom looked like he swallowed a lemon. Jim smiled and nudged at the ginger, nodding towards John in an obvious invitation.
"Oh, alright. Geez, Jim. I didn't think this shit would turn you on." John heard Sebastian growl out under his breath before he grabbed the short blonde hair and yanked John to him, kissing him forcefully.
John gasped at how painful and brutal it was, the lips catching his bottom lip and biting until he began to bleed slightly from the ragged tears the others teeth caused.
"Seb, seriously, be gentle. He's not me." He heard Jim hiss out, close to his ear since Sebastian leaned back, dragging the smaller teen into his lap.
"This is getting hot." He heard Sarah whisper, but overall, what surprised him the most, was whom he actually wished he was kissing.
It wasn't Sarah in his mind, it was Sherlock.
He pushed away after that thought, "That's more than enough, Moran."
Sebastian shrugged and Jim pouted as John shakily stood up and muttered that he was tired and wanted to go back to his room.
There were sad groans and good byes as he left.