You play the penis game together (Request)
- Note: The penis game is a game where people take turns in a crowded place to say the word penis. Whoever says it the loudest wins.
- Note #2: Don't even judge me right now.
- Harry: "Not here," you whispered sharply. "Too late," Harry replied with a smirk. At first, you didn't think he would do it, but there he was, opening his mouth to say it. "Penis." It was barely audible, but you still felt every muscle in your body tense. It was your turn. "Please don't make me say it," you begged quietly. Harry shook his head firmly, and you knew there was no way out. So you took a deep breath and mumbled, "Penis." "Did you say something, Y/N?" your mom asked curiously. Before you could respond, you heard Harry's voice, "Penis." Your dad knit his eyebrows together, staring at the two of you in concern. "Excuse me?" "Penis." "Y/N, what's going on?!" Suddenly, Harry stood up. "Penis!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. While your parents looked on in horror, he glanced down and grinned at you, "I win."
- Liam: You saw the smile fade from Liam's face as soon as you said it. There was no turning back now. The rest of the boys chuckled, glancing around the room. You were surrounded by fans during a meet-and-greet, so why not have a little fun? "C'mon, mate, you have to say it," Louis said. Honestly, you didn't think he would accept the challenge, but he proved you wrong moments later. "Penis," he muttered. You almost couldn't believe he'd had the balls to say it, but now the game was officially on. It took some time, but eventually, the fans started noticing it. "What's Liam saying?!" one girl squealed. Zayn leaned over and smirked, "It's called the penis game, dear." Suddenly, everyone's attention was turned to you and Liam. "Your turn, Liam," Harry said. Your boyfriend blushed a deep shade of red. "I-I can't. You win." Then he hurried out of the room, still blushing furiously.
- Louis: "Too scared, huh?" you teased him. "I'm not," Louis replied, clenching his jaw. You raised your eyebrows expectantly. "Then say it." "Fine, I will." He stammered for a few moments, trying to ignore all the people around him. For you, there was no better place to play the penis game than a crowded mall. Minutes passed, and you were starting to think he was going to back down. Then, without warning, he stood up and shouted, "Penis!" You were laughing too hard to care about the weird looks the two of you were getting. "I bet you can't beat that," Louis said, almost challengingly. When you finally calmed down a bit, you knew you couldn't lose this game just yet. "It's on, Tommo," you replied, smirking. The game went on for a while before the mall security had to get the two of you to shut up. Oh well.
- Niall: You could feel Paul's eyes on you, warning you not to do it. Despite the chatter of the restaurant, he'd heard Niall mumble 'the word'. You bit your lip nervously as you glanced from your boyfriend to Paul. "If you give up, you owe me £20," Niall reminded you. Damn. Was your dignity and self-respect really only worth £20? Obviously so. "Penis," you whispered. Niall easily repeated it louder. It took you a few moments, but you finally gathered the courage to say it again, even louder. Harry and Liam turned to give you confused looks. "Please don't tell me you're playing that stupid game," Harry groaned. But Niall completely ignored him, focusing all of his attention on you. "Don't do it," Liam ordered in a hushed tone. Still, Niall was determined. He started to say it, when Paul practically pounced on him, covering his mouth. No one fucks with Paul.
- Zayn: "I've been waiting for this moment all night," Zayn growled. You smirked, pulling him into your bedroom. "Well, we're alone now. It's time to prove yourself, babe," you encouraged. He nodded solemnly, preparing himself for the big moment. He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath, then finally whispered, "Penis." For the next few minutes, you went back and forth, shouting the same word over and over again. You were about to scream it, when Harry burst into the room. "I get it, you want Zayn's dick, can we move on?!" he yelled, throwing his hands up in frustration. Zayn chuckled. "No, no, we're playing a game, Haz," he replied. Harry's eyes widened. "Erm, I don't really want to know what kind of 'games' you two play in the bedroom, so I'm just going to leave..."
