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they didn't play roblox.
jeno turned around instead and asked, "why don't we do something else?"
the younger was beginning to get bored, just standing around in jeno's house, so he perked up at the suggestion. "better not be fucking dry."
"unlike you? let's play hide and seek."
snorting, jaemin almost smacked his palm to his face. "what are we, five?"
"eight. eight inches. well, i'm eight inches."
"i'm--"
"so if i find you in five minutes or less, i get to do whatever i want to you, but if i don't find you, you do whatever you want. loser has to willingly comply to the winner's demands."
suddenly interested, jaemin raised an eyebrow. jeno's house was the same size as jaemin's, as in massive. not quite a mansion, but there was no way one could search through the entire house in just five minutes.
jaemin also rarely had the opportunity to be in control, except for when he was teasing.
jaemin nodded. "you're on. get ready to sub."