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How did you even end up here? You ask yourself this question as you and this mysterious guy sit in the closet. Despite it being a walk-in closet, it feels extremely claustrophobic. You breathe heavily, desperately trying to intake as much oxygen as possible, partly because it’s an enclosed space with no ventilation. The other reason… well it absolutely had something to do with the boy next to you.
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You swirled your mystery punch, staring at the ripples of the liquid. A sigh escapes your mouth, and you wonder why you even decided to come to this party. March was a persistent girl, you couldn’t bring yourself to say no. Or rather, you weren’t able to get a word in…
Lucky for you though, March felt a bit bad for dragging you to her party on short notice. Perhaps she could compensate by snagging you a date.
“Hey everyone! Let’s play a fun game. Does anyone have a leftover bottle? You do? Bring it over!” March excitedly set the bottle on the floor, clearing up space and allowing everyone to sit in a circle. You think about going over, but the idea of being paired with someone random icked you a bit. March, however, had different plans for you. “Hey! Come on, at least one round?”
“I don’t know March… I really don’t think I should-”
March drags you over to the circle, sitting beside you. “Just one round, who knows?” She elbows you and whispers playfully into your ear. “Maybe you’ll be paired with a hottie! Like... Him!” She points to the grey-haired boy sitting across from you. He sits in a lazy criss-cross, seeming to be bored by the party. He was kind of cute… Oh, whatever. It was only one round, right?
March gestures to the bottle, permitting you to take the first spin. You timidly crawl to the bottle, flicking your wrist and watching it spin. It slows its movement and finally stops. You looked up to see who it pointed to. You flicked your eyes from the bottle and backed up, not believing the results. That’s right, the neck of the bottle was undoubtedly pointing at the grey-haired boy that March had pointed out earlier.
You looked up at him with wide eyes. The people around him shake him, patting him on the back as he snaps back to reality. He flits his eyes to the bottle, then to you. A moment between you and him seems to block out the sounds of the loud music and cheering. You gaze at him in pure disbelief and awe.
March suddenly shakes your shoulders violently, laughing. “Oh my god! You’re paired up with him!” She stands up and pushes you to the closet while the grey-haired boy’s friends do the same. March whispers to you briefly before shoving you into the closet. “Good luck! Make sure to get some action going hehe!”
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You hug your legs, pitying yourself for being put in such an awkward situation. Sure you were with a cute guy, but you and him weren’t even doing anything. You sigh, looking at the boy. The dark closet was no help either. The boy speaks up after a few moments.
“Hey, uh sorry this is a bit awkward. I thought we could just talk for a bit to pass the time. It’s probably only been a minute at this point, so might as well try to get to know one another right? My name’s Caelus.”
Your heart feels as though it might burst from the amount of anxiety you feel. You breathe in and introduce yourself as well. “My name is (name). Sorry about this, I’m sure you didn’t want to participate either,” you mumble under your breath, feeling guilty about the situation.
You can’t see well, but you felt Caelus’s small smile as he responded. “No, it’s ok. Honestly, this might be the best part of the party. Everything else was pretty boring anyway. Besides, you don’t seem like a bad person. In fact, you’re actually kinda cute…”
Your face tingles, becoming warm with his comment. You’re grateful that it’s dark because you likely took on the hues of a tomato. “Thanks, you’re pretty hot yourself.” As those words escape your lips, you immediately cover your mouth, mortified and embarrassed.
Caelus laughs lightly, and you hear the sounds of clothes shifting. Another source of heat was approaching you, leaning in extremely close. Instinctively, you back away shyly, until you hit the wall, letting out a small squeak. His hand traps you onto the wall, the other hand lightly caressing your face as it shifts to a holding position.
“You really think so? Hah, that’s a pretty bold statement.” Caelus leans in close, his lips brushing past your ears. “I like it. I… I like you. If you do, then allow me to be just as bold as well.”
“What do you mean by-”
Before you could finish, his lips softly make contact with your own. You’re shocked for a moment, but slowly, you bring your arms up to his neck, moving your lips in sync as well. He slowly brings his hands down to your waist, embracing you as you both continue to kiss. His lips are soft against yours. Caelus’s tongue slowly makes its way in, gently exploring, as if he wanted to be slow with you but also fully indulge himself in you.
After a few moments, you both pull away. A small string of saliva connects your lips as Caelus pulls back. You’re panting heavily, still holding one another. You bring yourself up to him, kissing his cheek. The seven minutes must be up soon. So, you stand up and take out your phone.
“Here, put your number in. I wanna get to know you better, without the closets and dares of course.”
Caelus takes your phone, typing in his digits. The phone’s blue light briefly illuminates his face, exposing his shy smile and blushing expression. He hands the phone back, standing up as well. The door slams open with March squealing excitedly.
“The seven minutes are up! Out of here lover birds!” March runs over to you grabbing your arm, eager to hear of your time with Caelus. “How was it? Did you guys do some fun things? Hey? Are you listening?” You’re a bit dazed, overwhelmed, and in denial about what had happened.
As March pesters you to spill the details, you glance at Caelus who was with his friends. He notices your gaze and smiles, his eyes seeming to say “I’ll see you later.” You smile back, looking down at your phone at Caelus’s contact. “Tonight was amazing… Thanks, March.”
“Huh? What happened? Hellooo? Can you please fill me in on what’s going on??”