a/n: those ratings are definitely nothing personal, just for wonwoo's arc! don't take those too seriously, please!

"i got pool cleaning services here in the morning, so the pool isn't crusty." seungcheol said, subconsciously looking at his wristwatch while waiting for the elevator doors to open. "did you bring all the meat though, chan?"

"yup!" chan raised his arms, where he showed that he had all the meat that they needed for now.

"i brought the inflatable thingies," junhui beamed and showed seungcheol the flattened inflatable things for swimming. "oh, minghao brought guns!"

"we don't need guns—"

"relax, scoups, they're water guns." minghao laughed, shooting water on seungcheol's face. the water goes straight right through seungcheol, making minghao frown. "no fun, scoups!"

"yeah!" seungcheol seemed surprisingly happy with that comment, adding in a peace sign and a wink to his response. minghao shook his head.

"we're here!" the elevator dinged, junhui stepped out into the third floor, followed by minghao, seungcheol and chan.

chan was amazed, he almost dropped all the meat that he was tasked to carry.

the twelvfth floor was by far the most luxurious floor chan had ever seen. the walls were made of glass, there was no ceiling at all. the pool was illuminated by blue lights under capiz tiles. there was a mini waterfall on the side, the water from the man-made waterfall fell into the pool. there was another smaller pool on one side, water almost boiling. chan figured that it was a jacuzzi.

"ah, this is the life." minghao says, dropping the water guns on the floor speckled with small pebbles. he lays down on one beach chair, not bothering to open the huge umbrella things(chan didn't know what they were called) because the sun was setting anyway.

"get up, you have to make fire so we can grill the meat faster!" seungcheol drags a reluctant minghao to the grill. chan, who still stood in front of everything in awe, got snapped back to reality by junhui.

"hey, you can't get out of the grilling task. set that aside later, let's cook!" junhui drags chan to where seungcheol and minghao were bickering over the grill.

wonwoo's gay crisis, part two.

wonwoo and vernon were the last to arrive in the twelfth floor. thank god there were no shirtless men yet. wonwoo helped seungcheol with the grill meanwhile.

after countless tapping and clicking of phones, junhui got bored and stripped. he jumps straight into the pool. "LET'S SWIM, BORING ASSES!" junhui jumps back to the surface and pulled jihoon in.

for wonwoo, junhui was a 9.7/10. flat stomach, nice chest and shoulders. could use a little more muscle in the arms. wonwoo nodded, feeling that his judgement towards junhui seemed right. "MY PHONE GOT WET!" jihoon exclaimed.

junhui laughed at jihoon running back to the beach chairs, trying to save his brand new phone. "you bastard, this is the very first thing i bought when i got my paycheck!"  jihoon's white shirt was sticking to his body.

undeniably, jihoon is a 9.9/10. wonwoo thought that the height may be a little bit of a hindrance, but his overall form is great. wonwoo hums acknowledgingly.

"you can buy next time, i'll be shopping for new clothes, come with me ok?" minghao steals wonwoo's attention from jihoon. minghao was wearing swimming shorts and only an apron while cooking meat, making wonwoo smirk.

what a sight, 9.6/ 10. wonwoo liked that all of minghao's muscles were toned, but he was too lean. wonwoo could work with that. a 9.6/10 for jeonghan as well, who was lean.

"wonwoo-hyung, taste the meat i cooked!" chan called, practically whining. "seungcheol-hyung said it tastes like it's still raw!" so wonwoo walked to the grill.

chan was topless, as well as seungcheol. oh, a 9.6 for chan, he lacked the core muscles, and a 9.8 for seungcheol, who was almost adjusted to perfection, like jihoon. "it's medium rare. maybe seungcheol doesn't like medium rare."

"who would eat raw meat?!" seungcheol answered, like this whole meat thing was a fiasco. "this is why i don't understand restaurants' menus!"

"i like medium rare." soonyoung answered, approaching the grill. wonwoo eyed soonyoung.

a 9.5 for soonyoung, wonwoo could see the great form building, a work in progress. as well as vernon, a 9.5 probably still working on his chest.

"you're a maniac then!" seungcheol points accusingly at the slant-eyed boy. soonyoung huffed and started aruing with seungcheol, who was supposed to be grilling meat.

"hey, guys, stop fighting!" joshua rose from the jacuzzi. his voice was calm now, to jeonghan's relief. he was wearing a tank top and swimming shorts that hugged his body tightly.

i understand jeonghan now. 9.9/10 for joshua. what a hottie. "we're not fighting! which would you eat, half cooked or fully cooked meat!?" soonyoung asked, while wonwoo was still drooling over the veins on joshua's arms.

"cooked!" seokmin joined in. oh, that guy? a 9.7, his thighs are perfect. as well as seungkwan, 9.7 for them thick legs.

"uh, wonwoo?" mingyu was apparently trying to get wonwoo's attention for a minute now. "let's swim!"

mingyu's figure... was just wow. "ten over ten—i mean, yes, let's go, i'll just take my shirt off." wonwoo mentally scolded himself for saying mingyu's rating out loud, while awkwardly taking his shirt off.

now, it was mingyu's turn to have a little gay crisis. wonwoo understood perfectly how that felt, but he didn't expect mingyu to have one over him. "u-uh, mingyu?"

"yes!" mingyu was snapped back into reality when he was called. wonwoo furrowed his eyebrows, questioning mingyu's actions—but mingyu just laughed and shrugged it off.

"CANON FUCKING BALL LOSERS!" jihoon angrily grunted, jumping on the pool. water was everywhere.

"what the fuck, jihoon! you got my phone wet!"

"yeah, that's how i felt when you damaged my phone earlier as well!" jihoon shot back at junhui, who was rushing to find a ziplock and grains of rice to save his phone.

"i bet he found that trick while watching five minutes crafts." mingyu commented.

"you were watching with me, dumbass!"

mingyu scurried over to the grill, saving himself from the embarrassment. everyone still laughed at him, though. a pink tint scattered across mingyu's cheeks from that, which jeonghan found cute.

"what a baby!" jeonghan strided to mingyu, pinching his cheeks. mingyu laughed, while jeonghan cooed at him. mingyu liked it, wonwoo guessed.

no, you can't be jealous. wonwoo shook his head in realization that he had no right to be jelous over someone who's not his whatsoever. that just sucks.

"hey, i brought the liquor!" seungkwan raised some bottles, making some of the members cheer in excitement and anticipation.

"then let's drink and play truth or dare!"

you could only guess what nasty truths were revealed and how absurd the dares turned as time passed, and as the seventeen members got even more drunk.

at probably 1:54 am, the scalding hot tea and the most absurd dare happened.

"seungkwan!"a drunk seungcheol called.

"truth!" seungkwan answered, laughing mindlessly after. his breath reeks of alcohol.

"who do you most feel horny for?" seungcheol asked, getting wild reactions. seokmin even backflipped to fall on the pool and almost drowned.

the members didn't know if he blushed because of the question, or the liquor. "i.. v-vernon!"

"VERNON I DARE YOU TO KISS SEUNGKWAN!" jihoon shouts, raising a fist in the air. the boys hooted and cheered, as vernon ran to seungkwan and kissed him without hesitations.

"EEEEEWWWWWWW THEY'RE MAKING OUT!" seokmin fake gagged, making the others laugh. vernon had pulled away this time, and the night went on, everything getting crazier after that bold dare.

vernon and seungkwan were noticeably closer the next morning.