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"Woonhak! Get over here!" Woonhak turns his head from Yujin and looks over at Jaehyun, who's waving him over.
Woonhak daps up Yujin before walking over to Jaehyun. He tells Woonhak to follow him and the two walk through out the huge house into a room full of a bunch of people.
As they walk in they see Minju and Leehan walk out of the closet that's in the room, Leehan wiping what seems to be lipstick of his lips and Minju fixing her hair.
The room fills with oohs and laughs as the two sit down.
"Alright relax guys." Leehan says, trying to calm the room down.
"Yeah s-seriously guys it's not even that serious grow up..." Minju says, averting her gaze to the floor, face flushed red.
Woonhak looked around in confusion. He leans towards Jaehyun. "What the hell did you drag me into?"
"Just sit down." Jaehyun smiles and lightly shoves Woonhak into the room.
Woonhak sits in the circle that the others have formed on the floor.
He looks over to his left, Yunjin and Minji giggling about something, then his right, Leehan still seeming embarrassed and Jaehyun teasing him.
'What in the fuck is this?' Woonhak asks himself.
"Alright guys, everyone relax, lets spin it again!" Kyujin shouts out, leading to cheers and woos.
She places an empty glass bottle on the floor.
'Why the hell are we cheering?' Woonhak thinks to himself.
"Let's go!" Kyujin flings the bottle and it twirls on the floor.
The bottle continues to spiral on the floor, everyone eagerly awaiting to see who it would stop on. As it began to slow down, everyone leaned forward in anticipation.
After the bottle made a complete stop, everyone looked up to who it was pointing at.
Hong Eunchae.
Woonhak makes eye contact with her before looking away quickly.
'Oh shit- she's here? How did I not notice her?' Woonhak says to himself, his heartbeat picking up.
The people next to Eunchae, Hanni and Matthew, shake her while laughing.
Eunchae sighs while getting up. "Alright well, I'll see you guys in a bit!" She says before walking into the closet and shutting the door.
"Alright, alright, now you guys know the rules, no saying the name of whoever it lands on next." Kyujin reminds the group.
Kyujin grabs the bottle and spins it yet again.
Now this time, Woonhak is more nervous, he still doesn't understand what's going on but he assumes it has to do with something in the closet.
The bottle gradually begins to slow down and as it does, it begins to seem more and more like it's his turn until...
Everyone looks at him.
The bottle stopped dead in its tracks on him, it didn't even seem possible.
The group erupts into oohs and small cheers.
Inside the closet, Eunchae waits anxiously, wondering who could possibly have been chosen.
"Bro just got here and he's already going in the closet!" Jaehyun says excitedly.
"Good shit Woonhak-" Hanbin slaps his hand over his mouth, eyes wide, he knows he's messed up.
"Hanbin you idiot!" Kyujin said in a half-whisper.
Hanbin throws a hand up, "Shut up I'm drunk! It's fine! It's fine! She can't hear anyways, I was quiet!" He responds.
Behind the closet door, Eunchae puts a hand on her chest, her heart beating rapidly.
'Woonhak? Did someone just say Woonhak? No- no, no, no, I must've heard wrong, they must've just said his name in passing. He definitely did NOT get chosen.' Eunchae reassures herself in her head, but honestly, she doesn't even believe herself.
Eunchae takes a deep breath to try and calm her now heightened nerves. She was doing fine right before this, but now, at the idea of Woonhak walking in, she's freaking out.
Kyujin rolls her eyes. "Alright then, get up and get in there!" She says, pointing at Woonhak.
Woonhak puts his hands on his knees and props himself up and heads straight for the closet door.
As he walks in, Eunchae is standing there, eyes gaping wide and her face a flaming hot red.
'Is she blush-' Woonhaks train of thought is cut off by Kyujin.
"Alright! The timer starts NOW!" Kyujin says, locking the door behind them.
Woonhak snaps his head around at the sound of the lock clicking. He looks back at Eunchae, who's almost frozen solid.
"What is going on Eunchae?"
"O-Oh um... well- we're doing 7 minutes in heaven."
Woonhak looks utterly baffled at her answer. "And... what is that?"
"It's basically a game where 2 people are trapped inside a room for 7 minutes and can do... whatever they want." Eunchae said the last 3 words of her sentence quietly.
"Whatever... we want?" Woonhak says curiously. Eunchae nods.
She puts her head down but keeps her eyes locked on Woonhak.
Woonhak returns the stare, smiling awkwardly.
The two continue the stare down for a good few seconds before Eunchae breaks it off.
Woonhak looks away after, kind of looking bored, but his body is anything but.
His foot is tapping on the wooden floor, fingers twitching, heart racing.
'I need to calm down. What the hell did she mean by anything? And why did she say it like THAT?' Woonhak took a deep breath before sitting down on the floor.
The duo can hear the others talking outside at a low volume, a few giggles are shared here and there.
"How long do we have left?!" Eunchae yells, sounding uneasy.
"6 minutes left!" Matthew shouts.
"6 minutes? God damn..." Woonhak says under his breath.
"Oh my god." Eunchae rolls her eyes.
Woonhak is trembling at this point.
'Is she mad at me? Did I do something wrong?' He thought. He can't come up for a reasonable explanation as to why she's so eager to get out.
Eunchae sits down across from him, her head resting on her knees, her own world on fire inside her mind.
'I'm gonna freak out, literally what are the chances I'm stuck in this love box with HIM!?' She thinks to herself. 'Everyone in this room has come out looking disheveled from getting it on'
'What if... me and Woonhak...'
She squeals quietly out-loud on accident, but loud enough for Woonhak to hear.
"Did you just squeal?" He asks.
"What?! I- no!"
"Yes you did! I heard you!"
"I did not! Shut up!"
Eunchaes face flushes red yet again.
"You're blushing!" Woonhak points at her. "You did!"
Eunchae groans.
"Why did you squeal?" Woonhak asks.
"I was just- it's nothing." She responds.
"Well clearly something is on your mind so you might as well spit it out." Woonhak shrugs, "We got like 5 more minutes in here so you better get out with it."
Eunchae sighs, looking up at Woonhak, head still laying on her shoulders. "It's just..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that... when most people play this game, they use the time in the closet to... kiss... and stuff."
Woonhaks eyes widen at this bombshell information. He freezes for a second before opening his mouth. "Is that what this game is? Just getting freaky in a closet with everyone else listening?"
"More or less, yeah." Eunchae looks towards the door.
Woonhak bites his lip.
'Wait. Is that why...'
Woonhak shakes his head, trying to get rid of that thought.
'No! There's no way.' He tries to convince himself.
Woonhak looks at Eunchae, who is already staring deep into him.
The tension could pick up a car from how strong it is right now. The duo just stare at each other, neither one pulling their eyes away.
"Do- do you want to-" Woonhak starts to ask before getting cut off.
"No! No, we don't have to!" Eunchae says, putting her hands up in defense.
"Oh- okay..." Woonhak says, taken aback at her quick deflection.
Eunchae looks up at the yellow luminescent light-bulb. Woonhak simply stares down at the ground.
"3 minutes!" Matthew shouts again. They can hear the others giggling outside the door, probably gossiping and theorizing about what's going on in the closet.
The two remain silent for a little while longer.
Eunchae shut her eyes tightly. 'Just do it. I want to anyways, but...'
She sighs loudly, causing Woonhak to look up at her. She continues to stare at the light-bulb.
'So pretty.' Woonhak thinks to himself.
After about twenty more seconds of silence, Eunchae parts her lips, but words don't spill out, just air.
'Just. Do it.'
"Well." She starts, finally looking down and giving her neck a break from straining to see Woonhak already staring at her.
"We don't have to... unless you want to." She says sheepishly.
Woonhak looks at her in shock.
"Because I want to." Eunchae says softly into her own lap, burying her head into her knees yet again.
Woonhak seems frozen, seemingly dying from shock at her boldness.
Eunchae winces. "I'm sorry! You don't have to if you don't want to! I was just saying-"
"I do."
Eunchae looks up at Woonhak, who's smiling softly.
"Y- You do?"
"So badly."
Eunchae repositioned herself to be on her knees, her hands laying on top.
"Are you... are you being serious?" She asks hesitantly.
"I've never been more serious in my life Eunchae." Woonhak responds.
Eunchae gulps, nervous to make the first move, but determined.
She puts her hands on the floor in front of her knees and starts slowly crawling in between Woonhaks legs.
Woonhak breath shakes as Eunchae gets closer to him.
Eunchae is right up in Woonhaks face, her head a little lower than his, She stares up at him dead in the eyes.
"Are you sure?" She whispers softly but sensually.
Woonhak shakily exhales and licks his lips. "I'm sure."
Eunchae smiles before leaning in and laying a kiss right on his lips.
The two share a tender kiss, their lips clashing for a few seconds before Eunchae pulls them off with a small pop.
Eunchae smiles warmly as Woonhak wipes his bottom lip with his thumb. "Warm... also is that strawberry I taste?"
Eunchae giggles. "It is."
Woonhak grins. "Let me taste it again."
Eunchae shakes her shoulders and lets out a ooh tauntingly before leaning back into, this time with even more confidence.
Their lips connect once again, then disconnect, and connect again. They continue to make-out, Eunchae letting out small moans from time to time.
Woonhak grabs Eunchae waist and pulls her in even closer, their bodies slamming on one-another, which causes Woonhak to bump back into the wall a bit, shaking the room.
Eunchae giggles whilst still kissing Woonhak, their lips in sync with one-another.
Woonhak seems to be getting into their make-out session even more, breathing heavily and softly grabbing Eunchaes hair, ruffling it up. And in return Eunchae to start to get into it a little bit more herself, sliding one of her hands under Woonhaks shirt, lifting it up to expose his chest while caressing it slowly.
Nothing else in the world matters to them at this moment except this.
His warmth. Her lips. Nothing. Except them.
They could go on like this forever.
...
"Times up!" Kyujin says, slamming the door open.
Everyone in the room is already waiting at the door, but nobody was expecting what they were going to see was Woonhak and Eunchae making out so intensely.
Eunchae shrieks and falls back, disconnecting her lips from Woonhaks. Woonhak looks up at everyone staring at them and wipes his lips and fixes his hair before getting and straightening out his shirt.
Woonhak clears his throat before speaking. "So uh... I figured out what the game was for."
Everyone's mouth was gaping wide in shock, they already had an idea of what was going on but they weren't expecting it to be that intense.
Eunchae was still hiding away in fear of being perceived like that.
Woonhak is nodding awkwardly as the room is still quiet before Jaehyun cuts the silence.
"Yeah Woonhak!" He shouts proudly while clapping, happy for his best friend.
This causes the others to snap out of their trance and begin to laugh together.
"Why was everyone so shocked isn't that literally the point of this game?" Woonhak asks confused. "No one reacted like this when Leehan and Minju came out!"
"Well yeah, that's because it was annoyingly obvious how badly Minju has wanted Leehan." Wonhee said teasingly.
"Hey!" Minju snaps her head towards Wonhee.
"But you two." She points between Woonhak and Eunchae. "That's something new."
Woonhak sighs. "Alright well, you're welcome for the show." He says jokingly, before helping Eunchae up and walking out of the closet.
She's still too embarrassed from being caught in the act to make eye contact with anybody.
"That was a sight to behold." Yunjin said jokingly.
"No for real... I didn't know they even had the guts to get down like that, much less even kiss." Sungho said, putting his hands on his hips.
Woonhak sits down on the floor and starts to twiddle his thumbs and bites his lip. 'That was fucking great...'
Eunchae sits down across from him, rubing her knees anxiously. 'That... I want to do it again.'
The rest of the group sits down in a circle again, talking to each other before Kyujin grabs the bottle, preparing for another spin.
"Alright guys, let's go... in 3... 2...1... let it rip!" She yells, as she spins the bottles on the floor.
"You catch that beyblade reference?" Kyujin says, leaning towards Matthew.
"I did- that was really funny, good job." Matthew responded quickly.
Woonhak stares at the bottle spinning before looking up at Eunchae, who's already staring at him while blushing. He winks at her, in a joking way but also flirtatiously. Eunchae brings her shoulders up and gives him a cutely warm smile.
Both of them essentially telling each other that whatever happened in that closet is something they both want to do again.