Seven Minutes In Heaven

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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 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!

Comments

[shiratorizawa]

... I know what a game is. [ they're what you play in volleyball, duh. ] This one seems pointless, that's all.

[ could they just pretend like they did it and get away with it like that? no, ushijima supposes it isn't so easy. he squints in the general direction of oikawa's face and stares impassively. ]

If we're not getting a choice, we might as well get it over with.

[assikawa]

What? Are you that eager to make out with me?

[ kicks him lightly to try and get his attention (as if he didn't have it already). ]

You're infuriating, you know?

[shiratorizawa]

With you...? Not really.

[ though that question was pretty fundamentally terrible because no matter what he could answer with... at least ushijima is too blunt to realize, though. instead he just lets himself be kicked and frowns even though oikawa probably can't even see it, then reaches out to grab oikawa by the shoulders. ]

I just don't want to be stuck in here.

[assikawa]

[ god... why can't he retaliate a little? why can't he kick him back or acknowledge him in some other way other than the fact that they're stuck and have no choice but to accept their proximity? he hates that about ushijima the most.

biting his lip to curb his anger, he focuses his attention on the force pressing his shoulders down. he takes in a sharp breath, keeping himself from glaring uselessly in the dark, and forces out a smile instead. ]

Haha! You should feel honored you get to do this with someone like me, who has all kinds of experience in this field-- unlike you, with your one track mind.

[ not that... he should talk. ]

[shiratorizawa]

[ hello pot, meet kettle. ]

If you're so experienced, then you can take the lead.

[ he was just being assertive and getting things done, sheesh. either way, if oikawa says he's got experience, then ushijima will take him at his word and wait in expectation. are kissing skills something that are usually meant to impress another person? ushijima supposes he should be anticipating being totally wowed, and yet it's oikawa, so he has mixed feelings on that. it's probably a good thing it's dark or else oikawa would have to deal with ushijima staring straight forward.

the anticipation does get to him a little, though, and he leans in unconsciously, grip on oikawa's shoulders tightening up. ]

[assikawa]

[ how utterly rude! of course making out skills are supposed to impress! what kind of loser doesn't want that in his life!? but he eats all his rude thoughts when he feels those hands on his shoulders, wincing. ]

F-Fine. Close your eyes. No peeking!

[ as if he could, in this darkness. he can't believe he's about to kiss the one person he hates the most; the mere thought boiling his blood. he reaches blindly up to cup his face, swallowing, pressing his forehead against his. ]

And you better return it, too.

[ not-- that he wants him to, but he has to sound aggressive and like he totally does this all the time so by that logic, putting ushijima in a position where he has to do something he's not used to seems like the better option. ]

[shiratorizawa]

... If you want me to.

[ it's probably a good thing that ushijima doesn't really care about normal people social signalling or else he would be so confused. instead he just complies without resisting, closing his eyes... and awkwardly, almost jerkily leaning forward after a few seconds. that's how one returns a kiss, right? even if their mouths aren't actually touching yet and this is more likely to just smash teeth into lips. ]

[assikawa]

[ and as soon as he feels ushijima getting close, he panics internally. how come this guy with the social skills of a pear tree be the first to lean forward? immediately he returns the gesture, the hold on his face becoming steadier to keep him in place as he finally closes the distance between them, kissing his lips-- or rather smashing their mouths together, trying to ignore that shiver running up his spine and that circling thought in his head that oh god he's making out with the shiratorizawa captain jerkshijima...

he swallows, wondering if ushijima is even feeling anything at this, or if maybe he's the only suddenly getting a bit antsy. ]

[shiratorizawa]

[ the secret is that he doesn't think, he just does. except that's suddenly turned a little weird, because kissing feels a lot better than he thought it would, and that's doubly perplexing because it's oikawa, of all people. most of his thoughts about oikawa are heavily involved with volleyball. beating oikawa in volleyball. feeling very strongly that oikawa made a huge life mistake not coming to shiratorizawa. and now, added to that list of things: kissing oikawa is really nice.

so he pushes forward, tilting oikawa's head back as he deepens the kiss, more guided by what he thinks feels good rather than technique. teeth clack, it's very awkward, but after a bit he manages to reel it in. ]

[assikawa]

[ by now, it has become quite obvious that ushijima is not embarrassed by this at all. he was probably born without normal hormones or modesty or common fucking sense, like the freak he is, and oikawa hates it completely because-- because it's kind of cool, dammit. it's as if ushijima was so absentminded because he literally has his brain full of nothing but volleyball, and that's a level of dedication that oikawa could only ever aspire to achieve, and he's already considered a volleyball freak.

this kiss, however... even after kissing girls often, it feels-- different. it's the furthest thing from refined, but in its own right it's hot, and wet, and yes, a bit awkward, but there's a hint of passion in it that he can't exactly overlook. he slides his tongue past ushijima's lips, a soft moan escaping him as his head is pushed back, and he finally lets go of his face to let his arms slide naturally down his chest, circling to ushijima's back and staying there for the time being. ]