bakerstreet | The "Seven Minutes In Heaven" Meme.

The "Seven Minutes In Heaven" Meme.

RULES
• Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom.
• RNG for a number between 1-10 to get your scenario. Mix and match!
• Have fun!

SCENARIOS

01) One In A Million | The other person is the only reason you agreed to play this game and now you have them right where you've hoped for all night! Get it, tiger.

02) Not My Type | This is hella awkward. Is it their voice? Attitude? Appearance? You just don't want those lips anywhere near yours. Seven Minutes In Heaven, more like Seven Minutes Of Nope.

03) Seventy Minutes | You're so involved in smooching that neither of you notices the door has been locked and everyone else has left the room! Not until it's too late.

04) Unrequited | Tell them how you feel (so many! emotions!!). Even if you're a little too enthusiastic and your love is unrequited you still have seven minutes of smooching to do, as per game rules. You can't fail!

05) Seconds and Thirds | Some self-proclaimed funny man outside upped the stakes and now a third party has been shoved inside with the two of you. Make the most of it! (Three-way threads ahoy!)

06) Taken | One of you has a significant other and your seven minutes are spent smooching anyway. Oops.

07) Strangers in the Hangers | Hello there, Good Looking. Where has this hottie been all night? Who cares, now they're yours!

08) Long Lost Smooches | You haven't seen them in forever and didn't know they were going to be here tonight. Resolve that UST!

09) Party Pooper | One of those involved is upset because of #PartyShit and now they're trapped in a closet after getting dragged into playing a game they tried to avoid. Cheer them up? ~~With kisses?~~ Good plan.

10) Get A Room | Your seven minutes are up but neither of you wants to stop. Relocate to a spare room!

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[He knows its just for the sake of ease in the tight quarters, and consideration, and all other logical reasons one could apply to this stupid game, but watching them still rankles.

And then Haru is offering him his hand, just when he's starting to be able to pull his legs under him to stand up.

And he wants to ignore it, but it is right in his face and so he can't well blame the dark of the closet, and Rin is right there, so its harder to be rude about it.

A beat.

A stare.

And he takes Haru's hand, but still stands all on his own, thank you very much. Its just a formality.]

[He really didn't know how poorly they got on. Every instance of animosity between them had transpired without him. Of course they weren't friendly, but Rin was used to both Haru and Sousuke's aloof attitudes.

Now they were all stuck standing. Some progress this was.

Rin quickly grew tired of an eyefull of the back of Haru's head, but he couldn't do much about it. Once Sousuke was standing, they barely had any room to stand, let alone move around. All he could do was press forward, leaning into Haru and craning his neck over the shorter boy's shoulder.]

What now?

[He regarded each friend with a look of exasperated expectation.]

Edited 2014-08-29 06:28 (UTC)

The rules say we're supposed to wait here for 7 minutes.

[Haru fidgets a little, not exactly used to being sandwiched between two people that didn't involve group hugs or headlocks. He's not really sure what to do with himself. Should he sit back down to allow Rin and Sousuke to be all chummy? Should he just stand there and wait for the door to open?]

I think there is something else involved.

[Yeah, Haru legit just thinks the entire game is standing in a closet for no reason for 7 minutes. It's not his fault he spaced out a little when Nagisa explained everything.]

[Well, if Haru didn't know how the game actually worked, he wasn't going to be the one to make the seven already-long minutes even worse for himself by proposing any kissing go on in any sort of configuration.]

...How long has it been so far?

[It had to have been seven minutes already. Right? Right?]

[Rin attempted to stretch, arching his back slightly and fumbling an arm above his head. He had nearly worked out a kink in his shoulder when Haru demonstrated his utter ignorance.

His breath caught in surprise, arm jerking back down, narrowly avoiding clocking either friend on it's way.

Of course Sousuke wasn't any help. Ass.]

You don't know Haru? It's a kissing game-

[He'd meant to sound teasing, but his tone may have been a bit too eager, and spoken right into the shorter boy's ear. Shit this got embarrassing.

Change the subject!]

Seven minutes? Has it been seven minutes?

Edited 2014-08-29 07:08 (UTC)

A kissing game?

[Haru looks toward Rin, their already too-close faces becoming even closer. He blinks slowly, the words kind of sinking in. Haru has absolutely no idea if it's been seven minutes yet, and he's not really sure how to resolve the whole kissing component to this game.

He's like a fish out of water or something idek.]

Is that all we have to do- and then we can leave?

A kissing game.

[Yep that sure is a confirmation there. He'd thought the game was you're stuck until you kiss for seven minutes, but as there was no way of confirming that one he sure as hell wasn't about to point that little facet of the rules out.

No way no how.

Not watching Rin and Haru make out for seven minutes.

Not making out with Haru for seven minutes either.]

No. We can leave after seven minutes.

[Or... twenty one minutes, if whoever was on the outside of the door was especially puckish and awful.]

[Rin could feel the faintest tickle of Haru's breath on his face. His cheeks grew a soft shade of pink and he leaned his head away. They weren't actually going to kiss. No one actually kissed while playing this game. Right?]

We don't have to. They have no way of knowing if we do or not.

[He voiced Sousuke's thoughts with forced nonchalance. The lack of a witness was the appeal of this game, he figured. But with a third party, any comfort that would come with an act of sordid, secret passion evaporated.]

[Rin didn't quite trust Sousuke's statement. He didn't know how long it was, but he wouldn't put it past the assholes outside to leave them in there until they heard wet sloppy kissing sounds. Or just forget about them all together.]

Nagisa is likely standing outside the door.

[With his ear pressed to it so he can hear everything. There may even be cameras or recording devices. There's no way to find out. Haru just knows never to underestimate Nagisa Hazuki. It usually ends unfavorably.]

Also, it's beginning to get uncomfortable.

[Rin and Sousuke ain't exactly got the softest bodies around. Haru just wants to sit somewhere and eat some mackerel or something. Pet a cat.]

[Nagisa... oh, the little blonde one on their team. Who... was the one to initiate the stupid game in the first place, right?

Offhandedly, he wondered if banging on the door would cause enough surprise to let them out.

Realistically, he knew that was highly unlikely and would only further squish them all together.]

So convince your friend to let us out.

[You ain't exactly the softest guy around either, Haru.]

Oi! Nagisa!

[Rin took Sousuke's advice immediately and pounded on the door. Unlike the other two, he didn't think his friends were uncomfortable. He was the uncomfortable one. Kissing had been mentioned and lips were too close and he was still blushing.

No answer came. Only giggles - of course - and was that something about resetting the time?

He slammed his hand into the door repeatedly.]

Let us out! Right! Now!

[All of Rin's effort didn't win them an escape. Instead, he managed to backhand Haru. Straight in the ass.]

[Haru gasps, jumping forward a little toward, you guessed it, Sousuke. But his attention's still on Rin and his stinging ass. Thanks, buddy.]

Rin-

[Why oh why is there a lock on the outside. Haru siiiiighs, not moving away so as not to get MAULED again.]

It isn't working. If it's Nagisa, not many things will.

[Of course. Of course it didn't work. It wouldn't be that simple. No, instead Haru had to jump forward from being hit who-knows-where (he actually did not want to know where, thank you), and insisted on sticking closer than he had been.

Thanks, buddy. Real swell of you there, Rin. Enjoy your spare few inches there.]

What will?

[Because he apparently needs to be the one to ask.]

[Rin didn't register what either of his friend's said. He was preoccupied with the pink on his cheeks deepening to a healthy shade of red. Luckily the closet was poorly lit, but Rin still instinctively raised a hand to cover his face.

Nothing was going to work. Sousuke's question only deepened Rin's frustration. Was he just doomed to suffer minor embarrassment after minor embarrassment? He wouldn't have it! But he didn't have a single idea of how to escape.

Not from the closet, at least.

He could escape from the cycle of awkwardness that made him feel damned pathetic.

Rin gave Sousuke a look that was almost apologetic before speaking.]

Haru-

[Rin reached forward, placing his hand on Haru's shoulder heavily and turning the boy to face him. Pulling him closer. Looking down at him with squinted eyes, willing the pink from his cheeks.

Then finally kissing him.]

[Once again, things happen too quickly and too unfamiliarly for Haru to react properly. By this point he's kind of gotten used to being shoved against fences and lockers and vending machines, used to people getting up in his face to yell at him about something. He's not exactly used to being tugged into a kiss. His eyes widen in surprise, seeing Rin from a perspective he never thought he'd experience.

He's not...entirely sure what to do from here. He's never kissed anyone before. Still, he has a few ideas. He figures it's probably most polite to close his eyes, assumes he should wait for Rin to decide when to end it. It's probably not the best kiss in the world from Rin's point of view. Actually, it's most likely synonymous to kissing an unmoving poster on the wall. Not that Haru is feeling anything negative toward the kiss in general- he just has no actual concept of what 'kissing back' is supposed to entail.

He supposes it's a good first kiss. In any case, there's no drool running down his chin or anything that counts for something, right?

Rin's very warm, though, like there's fire under his skin and he smells a little like chlorine and it's so wonderfully familiar Haru relaxes with a sigh.]

[If things were happening too quickly for Rin, for Haru, then things were certainly happening too fast for Sosuke, and yet everything seemed to be happening in slow motion - the last few milliseconds of a race.

One that he'd lost, apparently, over a stupid game, and there's little else he can to but stand and press himself into the far wall of the closet to give them space, or something, because he really did not want to be there right at that moment.

At least Haru didn't seem to be reciprocating all that much, if at all. That had to be some consolation, had to count for something, right? So there isn't much else to do but grit his teeth and shove his hands in his pockets and wait it out, looking off into the dark corner of the closet instead of directly at them, because that way he can at least say it isn't outright jealousy he's feeling.

(Because why would he ever be jealous of Haru. Really. Don't be stupid.)]

[Rin couldn't quite bring himself to shut his eyes, not all the way. His lids were heavy. He wanted to see Haru's face. Of course, there wasn't much there, but Rin knew him well enough to make out the surprise, to see the uncertainty. That was enough - Rin shut his eyes.

Even if Haru didn't know what he was doing, Rin didn't notice. He wasn't exactly adept at kissing either, and every bit of stoic acceptance on the other's part was returned with lips pressed heavily on Haru's. They threatened to part once, but he thought better of it, instead sighing and sucking Haru's lip.

His stomach twisted like he was standing on the starting block, crouched and ready to jump into a race. The feeling was so strong, he could only liken it to those times he'd stood along side Haru. A heat welled up in him and it was all he wanted to pull his friend closer, to attempt to imitate that intimacy they'd experienced so many times in the water.

Rin's eyes opened, full of intent, but instead of finding any relaxation in their connection he found Sousuke. He was another subtle friend, but another well known friend. Rin could see the discomfort in the taller boy's stature. He disconnected from Haru almost immediately, the only contact remaining was Rin's hand. It had drifted up Haru's shoulder and come to rest on the nape of his neck, dangerously close to weaving fingers into hair.]

Sousuke?

[His focus shifted almost completely - save for that lingering hand.]

[Haru is- well, on another planet entirely, really. Not exactly cloud nine but perhaps something similar. He barely registers Rin calling out for Sousuke, only aware of the hand on his neck and the memory of Rin's lips on his own.

The weight of thought and emotion settle awkwardly in his arms, and he rests his forehead on Rin's shoulder as he thinks.

It was just a kiss, one that he didn't think would matter too much. So why does he feel so flustered? So strange? The dim lighting in the closet is a blessing, certainly. He didn't understand the turns in his stomach - was it the mackerel? - or the twitch in his fingers.

He peeks up to see the door still closed despite the kiss. Surely Nagisa and the others would have opened it by now, wouldn't they?]

[That was... an unnecessarily long kiss for a stupid game. An unnecessarily long and tender kiss for a stupid game, and Rin's hand lingers on on Haru even as his concern appears to shift to him.

Because isn't that always the way.

There's always some unfathomable tether to him, and its still grating, still stirring sickening feelings in the pit of his stomach, and all he can really do now that Rin has his attention is to take it for all its worth.

He could even be construed as gentle (enough) as he moves Haru aside - and that contact should be broken, he wants it to be broken - and before he's even really thinking about it, he's looped an arm around Rin's waist and has leaned in to take his kiss.

And it is a proper kiss, thank you very much, with only a moment of hesitation when he realizes what he's doing before taking it for all its worth.]

[Rin wasn't sure where he'd been with Haru. Where his action would take them. He didn't know any of that and right now, he wasn't focused on it. The only haze of that interaction left in his mind now was that he would like to return to it sometime. He'd be left to sort out his sure to be clusterfuck of emotions later.

When Haru's forehead met Rin's shoulder the redhead's fingers finally found their way into his hair. The touches were tentative, only daring to tangle with the hair at the base of his neck. Rin didn't even realize he was doing it, and so when Sousuke disconnected them there wasn't any protest.

He'd never meant to hurt his friend, and he'd almost begun an apology before Sousuke took him in his arm and pressed in for a kiss. Rin had never quite stopped blushing, and the depth of the taller boy's kiss only made it worse. He wasn't quite sure how to respond, only that he wanted to. Rin met each movement of Sousuke's lips with his own.

There was a warmth here too, but it was nothing like the fire that ignited within him when he was with Haru. This was much more akin to the feeling of the warmth one seeks in wintertime. It was safe. Any tension, a result of embarrassment or otherwise, began to melt from his body. Rin's hands were awkwardly raised between them, but soon his fingers found themselves latching onto any fabric beneath them.]

[Haru wants out of this fucking closet.

Were Rin and Sousuke in some kind of relationship? But that didn't explain why Rin initiated their kiss. Unless- no. Nothing makes any sense. And that weirdness hadn't left, the strangeness that made him shift on his feet. He realizes he knows little to nothing about Rin and Sousuke, but perhaps this explains Sousuke's behavior to him, why he gets nothing but glares and disdain.

This is far more complicated than Haru had anticipated.

He just wants to be back in a pool, now, immersed in something he understands. The warm embrace ~~of Rin~~ of the water is all too familiar and comforting. Nothing like the storm brewing beside him now.]

[Good. Get out of the fucking closet.

But wouldn't that be so... convenient, if they were in some kind of relationship? There would be no reason for mixed feelings, there would be substantial reason for his disdain towards Haru - more than he could ever really hope for or want - but... is that what he even wants?

He's not sure.

There's closure to the awful aching feeling he got watching Rin and Haru, but in its place there's the wondering strange fluttery feeling that his own turn ignited.

He didn't want that, either. It would have been so much easier to keep going on as-is, without the complications of the game.

Haru goes completely ignored as the kiss continues on, though, in some effort to either resolve or ignore lingering feelings.]

[Like Haru, Rin preferred the intimacy of a pool to these physical exchanges. They weren't awful - he'd enjoyed his kiss with Haru and he was certainly enjoying Sousuke's as well. It was simply foreign to him. He had no idea how to reciprocate, how long one normally held a kiss, and what to do when tongue came into play.

Because it was absolutely happening.

Rin allowed Sousuke to do as he'd pleased, and now they were caught in something far...wetter...than he'd anticipated. The enveloping and relaxing warmth began to fall away, replaced by something more urgent. His hands tugged at Sousuke's clothing, and Rin didn't want to know what he meant by that. He sucked in a quick breath, and with the exhale came a soft hum.

The sound was enough for Rin to jerk and pull away.

That was enough of that.

He shifted away from Sousuke, sidestepping as necessary to put some distance between them.]

You two. [Rin gestured quickly between Haru and Sousuke, hoping desperately that they'd turn to each other immediately and leave him alone to blush and wipe what he thought was a little spit from his lip.]

No. This should be enough. [It may seem as if Haru's heckles are raised because they are. He scowls and tries for the doorknob, doing his best to ignore the discomfort in his chest.]

Edited 2014-08-31 04:36 (UTC)

[Well, it had been nice, almost enough to forget about Haru's presence, almost enough to believe there was something there.

Even if he totally did not want that at all, nope.

Never mind that the kiss had gone a little... further than originally intended. Rin had reciprocated, which had only really been encouraging, and then he was pulling away and any illusion of whatever that had been crumbled away, back to a stupid game in a stupid closet. With Haru.]

No. It has to be fine.

[Right?

Either way, you do not get that moment of privacy, Rin.

At least not until blushing becomes a contagious thing. And then there is some very pointed looking up and away going on.]

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