#10 Scenario: The Perfect Couple
Of course, we couldn't dive straight into the game.
We picked up the two who'd just finished work, headed back to the villa, and handed over the key to Room A so they could unpack first.
"Yaaawn."
Having been on the move since morning, a yawn escaped me before I knew it.
Woo Da-hee noticed and came over, kneading my neck as she asked,
"Tired? I'm a bit sleepy too."
"Ah, you must be beat. You drove and all. Good job."
I pulled the hardworking Woo Da-hee into my arms and patted her ass.
That firm, plump flesh never got old, no matter how many times I smacked it.
It had a different texture from Woo Da-young's soft, cushy one.
"We've unpacked our stuff~."
Woo Da-young's voice called from outside, so I took Woo Da-hee's hand and stepped out.
Winter was closing in—early evening, and the sky was already darkening.
"Wanna eat first? Or hit the spa?"
I asked, and I could see Woo Da-young and Kim Woo-hyun pondering.
We'd already enjoyed the spa, so we didn't need it now, but they might feel differently.
"Food first. I'm starving."
"Me too…."
We requested the charcoal grill first and headed up to the rooftop.
A tent covered about half, like a proper rooftop lounge, with small orange mood lights strung along the railings and walls.
"Whoa, this is so pretty."
"Bet it's even prettier at sunset?"
The two were snapping photos nonstop, buzzing with excitement.
"Babe, should we take one too?"
Since I'd dressed up to pick them up, posing for pics was no hassle.
"Da-young! Get one of us!"
These could come in handy for later stories, so better to have them.
We stood facing each other, the setting sun behind us for that classic backlit couple shot—the kind all over SNS.
Click.
Woo Da-hee sat with her legs crossed, gaze lost in the distance.
The second she finished a few shots, she tossed her hair back into a pose.
"Like this?"
"Yeah."
We captured her with that wistful look at the sunset.
After more pics, checking them out—her tall frame and small face gave off total celebrity vibes.
Hard to believe I'd done every filthy thing imaginable with a woman like this.
"C'mere."
She called me over, set a chair opposite, and positioned me.
"Gimme your hand."
I reached out as she asked, and she took it, locking eyes with me.
"You gotta look at my face too, babe."
"Uh, yeah."
Later, the pic Woo Da-young took looked like a pro couple shot—surreal.
Time flew snapping rooftop photos until the grill was ready and brought up.
"Just bag the leftovers and leave 'em out in the morning when you check out."
"Gotta sort the trash?"
"Nah, no need. Just separate the bottles."
"Got it."
We set out the groceries right away.
"Isn't the meat kinda skimpy?"
Woo Da-young pointed out, but Woo Da-hee and I shook our heads.
"We got shrimp and shellfish too, so that'll fill it out."
It was just shy of enough for four, but with fruit and snacks, we wouldn't run short on sides.
Sizzle.
Meat hit the grill, and savory aromas filled the rooftop.
As I grilled, she poured drinks into the glassware from the pool villa and brought them over.
"My babe's working hard."
"Psh, it's nothing."
This was my scripted scenario, but it felt like a real double date between couples.
"Never thought you two would actually get married~."
Woo Da-young propped her chin, and I grinned.
"Me neither. When this gorgeous girl said she liked me, I thought it was some pyramid scheme."
"Aww~."
She whined but looked pleased, stroking my cheek.
"Eww, such a show-off."
"Gimme your plate. Here's some meat."
Mealtime chatter was everyday stuff—work, friends, nothing deep.
Small portions meant it vanished quick, leaving us nicely full.
"It's getting dark already?"
Sunset gone, just rooftop mood lights, overhead lamps, and path lights outside remained, per Woo Da-hee.
Other guests were around, but villas were spaced out—no noise carried.
"Time to head in?"
"Let's game~."
We'd had a bit with dinner, but not drunk enough to call it.
Easy cleanup with so little. Bagged the eaten stuff, washed dishes, then claimed seats at the first-floor bar.
"Brought it~."
Woo Da-young and Kim Woo-hyun hauled in the board games. Whole bag meant they were serious this time.
"Whoa, all brand new?"
Everything from the bag was unopened.
Ordered days ago for the trip, probably.
"We doing all these?"
Talk was cheap—sipping drinks, snacking, gaming ate up time faster than expected.
"Whoa… it's 10 already?"
Everyone chuckled at my words.
Right on cue for boredom, Woo Da-hee fetched vodka, tonic water, and ice from the fridge.
"So now…."
She set the mood—my inserted line, so I clocked it and hung back, waiting.
"Grown-ups together, so let's play a grown-up drinking game?"
All eyes lit with curiosity. Savoring it, I pulled out 500cc beer mugs and set one center.
"Penalty drink."
"That big…?"
Kim Woo-hyun gawked. We were all tired, nicely buzzed.
"I'm tipsy now—if I down that…."
Woo Da-hee smirked slyly, gripping the vodka as she replied to his worried tone.
"That's why we do it. Going all the way tonight. Day off tomorrow. No complaints?"
I nodded obviously; the couple opposite did too, feigning reluctance.
Game was starting either way—I'd just enjoy.
Clink.
Ice from the pack filled the mug near to brim.
Then vodka poured generously, topped with enough tonic to mix.
Fresh chopstick stirred it—looked pro.
"Mmm~, whaddya think? Bartender vibes?"
Her bubbly energy got a proud-dad smile from me.
First game, so half-full at most. Ice made it less.
"What's the first game?"
Woo Da-young relaxed at the reasonable pour, asking.
Woo Da-hee leaned on the marble bar, scanning us.
"Ah, first, lights."
She killed the brights, leaving just bar mood lights.
One change dropped the tone, sharpening focus.
"Mmm~, so first game is~."
Her silky voice drew us in.
"Truth game time."
"Ah…."
Kim Woo-hyun's sigh leaked out, deflated vibe.
"What'd you expect."
I'd built it up through her.
"Spin?"
Nothing to spin, so I grabbed a soju bottle from cleanup and gave it a go.
Whirr.
Glass scraped marble, stopping at Woo Da-hee.
"Me first~. So many questions~."
She pouted, eyeing us.
Woo Da-young shot her hand up.
"Sis! Lemme ask. What'd you like about him? No 'love at first sight' crap."
"Hmm~. Weak question."
She shook her head, glancing at me.
"First sight, bam, hooked. After that…."
Her lips curved; I knew the answer but played expectant.
"Siu's insanely good in bed. Didn't know?"
"Ah…."
"Uh…."
"Wow."
I matched their shock for reaction.
"Hooked hard. Next spin?"
She skipped the soju for vodka instead.
"…?"
As we puzzled, she topped the mug.
"Why so noob~."
Whirr.
Spin uncontrollable—random. I'd hoped Kim Woo-hyun first, but her turn meant passing the regret.
Thud.
It nailed Kim Woo-hyun dead-on.
"Who asks?"
Woo Da-hee propped her chin, eyeing me and Woo Da-young leisurely.
I had zilch.
Woo Da-young gauged but passed.
"Can I ask something spicy?"
"Uh, y-yeah."
Kim Woo-hyun stammered; she grinned.
"Latest sex?"
Straight shot made him flinch, glancing at Woo Da-young.
Conservative pair—no need to script; they'd clam up.
"I-I'll drink."
He chugged, hands raised.
"Phew…."
Vodka—not soju—wrinkled his eyes, long exhale.
"Hoo…."
Snack down, refilled vodka light, tonic scant.
"Spin again~?"
Her questions ramped the heat.
"My turn. Da-young."
She flinched—knew it was coming.
"H-hey, go easy."
"Question first. Do it?"
"Yeah."
"Has Woo-hyun ever gone down on you? Yes or no?"
Woo Da-hee buzzed harder beside me.
Scenario or not, it cracked real laughs.
"Heh heh."
Her sly giggle trailed as Woo Da-young fidgeted, then grabbed her mug.
Whirr.
Next, my turn—she eyed revenge.
"You! Ever done it?"
"Every time. Too easy. Till we both cum?"
Her face flushed overload.
"Refill?"
Questions stayed hot; they drank, eyes glazing from vodka.
"They just drink—no fun, right Da-hee?"
"Totally~. Sis is too prudish~."
Kim Woo-hyun slurred,
"I wanna go down too…."
"…."
We locked eyes, burst out laughing.
"That's real."
"Yeah."
One more and they'd crash, so pivot.
"Truth's stale. King game?"
"But their reactions suck~."
She teased; he furrowed brows.
"I can do it."
"Whoa…."
One more would've wrecked it.
"Heh heh…."
Woo Da-young giggled blankly beside.
"Three rounds to king…. Done."
Marked chopsticks 1-3 and king, hid writing, offered.
"Pick."
Swish.
Kim Woo-hyun first, then Woo Da-young, Woo Da-hee.
Revealed.
"I'm king."
Easy to snag against drunks.
"1 and… 2. Kiss. Who's 1 and 2."
They checked—each other—relief mixed with awkward.
"Don't wanna? Drink."
"Ugh… one more and I'm dead…."
He waved it off, grabbed Woo Da-young's face, kissed.
Watching friends kiss felt weirdly thrilling.
"Good?"
"Solid. Nice."
Next round quick.
Woo Da-hee king.
"Mmm… heat's rising, got it? Beg lower, you drink~."
She waved king stick, scanned us.
"2 and 3… deep kiss. Till I say stop."
I was 1— them again.
First easy; next flowed.
Smack….
"Haa…."
They gazed, closed in, tongues.
Woo Da-young shy at first, then eyes shut, lost in it.
Smooch….
Watching stirred me below, a tug.
"Good. Shuffle…."
She held out hand; Kim Woo-hyun drew first, then us.
"I'm king."
He eyed me and Woo Da-hee.
"1 and 2…."
"Heat up more. Got it?"
"Yep."
Pondered, then,
"1 and 2… hug and deep kiss."
I was 1, raised hand, eyed Woo Da-hee—but she waved 3, pouting.
"Ah…."
"Uh…."
Me and Woo Da-young then—she panicked.
Boyfriend right there— what now face.
"One more drink kills me…. Just once?"
"Refuse, double."
"…."
"Just kiss. Friends, right."
"Tch, weird 'cause friends. Dumbass."
Classic friend-zone reaction.
"Cool?"
Kim Woo-hyun flustered too.
"I-I'll drink…."
"Double."
Obey or drink. Only choices.
No end-this-party script.
"C'mon. Quick."
"Uh… yeah…."
Up close, she dodged eyes, flustered.
Arm 'round her waist, yanked tight.
"Eep…!"
I tilted down to her shocked gaze and kissed.