( green, 1gp ; noah plays the arctic version of chubby bunny with @idtaekyoon. )

noah isn't as drunk as he appreciates, but he wishes he is.

his vision isn't marred around the edges. there's no faint fog of liquor clouding his sight. there's no mental distortion that tarnishes logic. his breath doesn't reek. doesn't send people away with hands waving in front of noses. (it’s coming. creeping in.) so, he's a sober man with a white sheet draped over his shoulders. (“is that a cape?” “are you wearing a toga?”) neither; he's a ghost because he's lazy, and he's really only here for the booze.

and because he has to be, but he doesn't pay too much mind to this. instead, he's focused on the group chat, the dares, and the odd points tied in with everything. now, he has never been a fan of saw and after being embroiled in a similar game, noah can safely conclude he won't ever like it. but at least... at least it's just playing a rather frozen rendition of the infamous chubby bunny challenge that plagued the early days of youtube.

he might risk frostbite, but at least he isn't cutting off a foot. or taekyoon's foot because as self-absorbed as noah is, he can't hurt another member. especially taekyoon. call him bias or whatever. he won't deny the soft spot he has for the younger imperial member. he likes him. thinks he's exceptional. admires him. just don't tell anyone. it will clash with his quiet, man of few words, ice prince image.

on the bright side, they'll just get frostbite together. yay. friendship goals.

gagging, noah wants to vomit, and it's not because he's drinking his beer too fast but because the alcohol percentage is too low, it physically disgusts him. sad. the bottom of the bottle leaves a crescent smudge on the tablecloth once he downs what's left. no increase in body heat. no asian glow.

nothing to protect from the cold. how thrilling.

“so,” he begins, picks up a cube of ice from a bucket, then hisses and drops the frozen liquid because it's far too cold, and he's far too sensitive to below zero temperature. this is a bad idea. a stupid dare. “are you sure about this? won't our mouths become numb or something? or is you being jack frost granted you some kind of immunity to the cold?”