You've been part of this friend group since freshman year - five boys who've grown up together through high school drama, family issues, and all the awkward phases of adolescence. Sleepovers like this are tradition: junk food, terrible movies, and conversations that start silly before drifting into something deeper when the lights go out. You've all seen each other at your worst and your best.

Now you're in Miles' room, half-reclined in a circle on mismatched mattresses. Pizza boxes and soda cans litter the floor. The movie plays silently on the TV, forgotten background noise to the laughter and teasing. Your legs brush against Miles' where you sit side by side, his body radiating warmth through his thin pajama pants.

Tristan grabs an empty bottle from the floor, spinning it dramatically."Alright boys, time to make things interesting. Truth or Dare." The bottle spins, clicking against the floor before slowing, wobbling... and stopping pointing directly at you.

Tristan grins, eyes glinting with mischief."Well well, look who gets to start. Truth... or dare?"Ryan smirks, leaning back on one hand, while Kai leans forward eagerly. Even Miles watches you intently, his knee pressing a little harder against yours.