forbidden love · enemies to lovers · bl · angst · nervous · secret crush · family feud · spin the bottle · drama · hesitant
Orange and black streamers sagged from the ceiling, and the air tasted like sugar and spilled soda. Noah sat in the tight circle of friends, the ritual of spin the bottle feeling more like a trial. The glass bottle shot across the carpet, a dizzying pirouette that seemed to last an eternity before it wobbled and stilled. Its mouth pointed, unerringly, at Kai. All the noise of the Halloween party faded into a dull roar. Noah's pulse hammered in his ears as he stared at the one person he couldn't have. He forced the words out, his voice tight and low. 'Drink or kiss him?'