"where's yuju? she doesn't want to join?" vernon asks the person in the reindeer costume, who was seokmin. "i understand if she doesn't though."

"she ditched us for her office's christmas party," seokmin dabbed a fake tear. "but she gave me my gift already earlier." seokmin winks at vernon, which vernon gagged at. he knew what seokmin meant.

seokmin and vernon were sitting on the couch, looking at the other members who were playing trip to jerusalem. as they speak, junhui and mingyu is eliminated from the game.

"ok, so what are ya'll talking about?" asked mingyu, stroking his fake santa beard while taking a seat. "any tea?"

"nope." seokmin pouts. "what did you get for the exchange gift thing? who?!" seokmin diverts the topic, seemingly more enthusiastic. he didn't like talking about yuju, he's lovesick. and they just saw each other 2 hours ago.

"i got jihoon. i don't know if he'll like what i got him though! it's not anything helpful.. but.. whatever." mingyu anxiously bit his bottom lip. "who did you get?"

"secret."

mingyu glared at seokmin, before vernon answered. "he got seungkwan."

"I WIN!" seungcheol exclaims, sitting on the last chair on the middle while displaying a smug look on his face. wonwoo, being the one defeated by seungcheol, didn't care at all.

"that's because your butt is literally a watermelon." chan replies, rubbing his poor hip. seungcheol had used his butt to kick off chan from a chair, and it hurt. like, literally, not when you just came from the bedroom.

ugh! no dirty thoughts!

"you a hoe. bitch. you bitch." minghao points to seungcheol angrily, using a chicken drumstick. "thank god i'm hungry or else i would've bulldozed you off the chair." minghao's statement was followed by laughs.

"ALRIGHT LET'S PLAY TRUTH OR DARE!" seungkwan raised his plate full of chocolate cake. "less dirty, okay? let's start from the leader! truth or dare?" seungkwan points to seungcheol using his fork.

"truth, bitch!" seungcheol yells.

"who's your favorite partner?" seungkwan smiled mischievously. even though he knows that this question might cause an argument later, he still asked seungcheol nonetheless. "come on, no hard feelings! it's me, right?"

"what are you talking about, seungkwan? it's me. he likes my katanas a lot."

"i think you should step back, because i'm the one that he's going to pick because of my muscles."

"no, it's me! right coups? i saved him!"

"no. i'm the best member and partner everyone could ask for!"

"hmm... nothing specific, you didn't say partner in work." seungcheol nods to chan. "i pick chan. he's the best partner i've ever gotten, while babysitting jinha." chan lowers his head as the room fills with coos.

"since chan was picked, chan is next! truth or dare?" seungkwan stood in front of chan, and chan sighed.

"dare!"

"chug two bottles of beer!" and chan did it. he was tricked. those two bottles of beer was mixed with a much harder liquor. in no time, the poor maknae was drunk.

the truth or dare game continues on. as a round passes, one member is undressed, one member is confessing their secrets desires, one member gets poisoned by vernon and had to hold it in for ten minutes, one member was forced to kiss chan's liquor flavored mouth.
the last round was the spiciest one yet.

"alright, last one! mingyu! truth or dare?!" seungkwan asked. mingyu huffed, face full of confidence and determination.

"dare!"

"french kiss the person you liked a year ago!"

oh, fuck. has mingyu told everyone about his little(maybe not) crush on a seventeen member a year ago? everyone went nuts when they found out about it, because the two were always bickering and fighting! well, that's how it always starts in kdramas, right?

but whatever, it didn't end well like kdramas. mingyu's crush rejected him just before he could confess, and blasted fire on his face. he locked himself in his room and cried for two days with a first degree burn on his face.

"KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS!" vernon started, which the others did also. as everyone was chanting, chan pushed mingyu on the middle of the living room. mingyu made a mental note, and that is to kick chan's ass later.

"okay, just a quickie!" mingyu walks over to minghao and bends down, while minghao only looked at mingyu in disbelief. mingyu's hands were shaking as he kissed his ex-crush.

it felt really new, and good! but mingyu can't have feelings for minghao again, so he pulls away and goes back to his seat. seventeen screams obscure comments, while the blabbermouth seungkwan spoke again. "OKAY LAST LAST LAST LAST ROUND! MINGHAO, TRUTH OR DARE?"

"if i say dare, you'll ask me to kiss someone. truth." minghao crosses his legs, drinking wine.

"did the kiss change your perspective of mingyu?"

"nope," minghao replied sternly, making mingyu laugh nervously. "but his lips are very soft. whoever you'll be showering with kisses in the future is very lucky." minghao pointed a finger gun at mingyu, who gave the latter a crooked smile.

moving on, soonyoung suggested that they give their exchange gifts to the person assigned to them.

"oh my gooooooosh!" mingyu was the first one to squeal upon opening his gift. he was holding a new camera in his hands. "who gave me this?!" mingyu angrily shouts, demanding for an answer. he engulfs seungcheol in a hug right after seungcheol raised his hand.

"no need to overreact! you're welcome!" seungcheol exclaims as he pats mingyu's back. when mingyu pulls away, seungcheol opens his gift. he was surprised at what he got. "who the fuck gave me this?!"

it was an asymmetrical painting of seungcheol. minghao comments, "if you don't like it bitch, i'll turn the drawing into a dick instead since that's what you're into." everyone laughs after.

"no, i like it. thanks bro," seungcheol winked at minghao. minghao nods, while he looks at what's on his hands.

he just got balenciagas as a gift. minghao smiled, knowing the person who gave this gift to him. he looks up at a half naked junhui(yes, junhui was the one who got dared to undress) and mouths a thank you.

"welcome." junhui places his index and middle finger on the side of his forehead, swinging it in a saluting motion. "OH AND BY THE WAY, WHOEVER GAVE ME THIS FIVE DOLLAR SOCKS SET CAN DIE IN A HOLE. YOU DIDN'T EVEN REMOVE THE PRICE TAG, JESUS CHRIST!"

"I WILL DIE IN A HOLE THEN!" soonyoung yells, making seventeen laugh again. junhui shook his head at soonyoung as a reply—who was now playing with the music box that jeonghan gifted to him.

meanwhile, mingyu shyly inched closer to jihoon. "uh... jihoon? do you like i-it?" he asks, as jihoon examines the acoustic guitar that mingyu bought him. jihoon's face expression was unreadable. "i wasn't sure on what to give you."

"because he's got everything already! and that's me!" soonyoung proudly stood up, opening his arms. mingyu kicked the poor guy's junk. "meanie!"

"i love it!" jihoon exclaims, smiling a little at mingyu. "i love music. thanks for this," jihoon nodded to his brand new guitar, followed by mingyu's sigh in relief. "anyway, wonwoo, i'm the one who gave you that gift. hope you like it."

"i will name her noir. because she's a black cat." wonwoo pets noir, his new cat that he got from jihoon. some of the members crowded over wonwoo, bonding over noir. "ah, jeonghan-hyung, i'm the one who gave you that."

jeonghan looked at wonwoo in glee and giggled. "thanks, wonwoo! i love it!" jeonghan raises his hand up—where the double edged knife that wonwoo gave was balancing on jeonghan's index finger. "joshuji, what'd you get?!"

"be careful with that knife," joshua said. he shows jeonghan the tye-dye set that he got from hansol, namely: a tye-dye oversized shirt, a reverse tye-dye oversized shirt, a green tye-dye hoodie, a pair of chunky sneakers painted to mimic the design of tye-dye clothing, and tye-dye sweatpants. "vernon went all out on this one. creative."

"thanks!" vernon says. he was busy testing out the light-up sneakers that chan got for him. "that took me two hundred dollars—including shipping fee from the states—and ten working days to tye-dye all that!"

speaking of the maknae, poor chan was drunk in one corner, looking at the gift he got from seungkwan. it was a box full of hair care products. "seungkwan.... i don't know how to use all this!" chan whines.

"just say thank you, goddamnit! i'll help you!" seungkwan says. "and oh, thank you seokmin for the cross stitch artwork." seungkwan holds up the piece of cloth for everyone to see.

"thanks! i'm practicing for my planned hobbies when i hit sixty." everyone was laughing. "anyway, i got a fully functioning bakugo suit from joshua. thanks! i'll try it out right now."

"not fair! he got weapons! joshuji, i want weapons!"

"you got a weapon from wonwoo, jeonghan!"

"but explosions!"

"HEY HYUNGS!" chan shouts, throwing each of the members a small gift. chan raises his wrist, and showcases a beaded bracelet with his name on it. the other beads that didn't have the letters of his name were in the color of rose quartz and serenity. "i got you all bracelets like these. i hope...i hope you like it! i love you all!"