Chapter 5: Party and Seven Minutes In Heaven(closet)

As the morning alarm went off. Jihoon stood out of bed, stretching his body on his way to the bathroom. He did his business and washed his hand. Opening the shower door, he opened the warm water stepping into it. He washed his hair and body. He wondered how today would be after the camping trip. Would Seungmin talk to he? Signing, he stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his body. Walkining to his closest, he opened it. Putting on his school clothes. He stared, walking to the kitchen. He made tteoknokki and Banchan. Done eating, he washed the dishes. Grabbing his school bag, he went to the front door, opening it. Closing it and locking. He started making his way to school.

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Ariving at school, he heard the whispers of students talking about a party that was going to happen tonight. Suddenly a boy ran up to him and said "Hyung are you coming to my party." Jihoon wanted to refuse, but he remembered Seungmin words that he should try to make friends. "Yeah, sure, why not?" Jihoon replied. He didn't see Seungmin at all the rest of the school day. He wondered if Seungmin was okay. "Why is he wondering about Seungmin?" he thought

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Arriving at home, he made Gimbap and Sundubu-jjigae. Enjoy the meal he prepared with a little soju. Done eating, he decided to take a nap. So he set an alarm an our before he should be at the party to shower and get ready.

As the alarm on his phone went off, he woke up and went to the bathroom and took a shower. Heading to his closet, he decided to go with casual clothes. It consists of a black t-shirt, jeans with timberlands and a black leather jacket. He went through the front door and locked it. He started making his way to the party.

Arriving at the party. He hears the music blasting loud inside the house. The party had already begun. "Was he late? Jihoon thought.

Knocking on the front door. The door opened, and their stood Seungmin. He was dressed in a white t-shirt, his muscle showing through. Black thin jeans. His thighs were huge. His hair was style in a mullet. Jihoon got to admit he was looking handsome. Avoiding eye contact, because he didn't want Seungmin to see how flashed he was, so he walked through the front door passing Seungmin.

He saw people dancing and drinking. Some even made out on every place he could spot. His face full of disgust at how they can be so openly having a make-out. Making his way to the kitchen, he saw a familiar face. It was one of his classmates, Minseok, who waved at him.

"Hi Jihoon, you made it. You should join us. We are playing the game seven minutes in heaven. Want to play? Before Jihoon could answer, he felt Minseok pulling him towards the group. He game felt harmless enough, but the thought of beginning alone in a clost with someone for seven minutes felt... awkward, especially with his nerves acting up.

Before Jihoon could respond, minseok had already explained the rules to the group, and they started to pick people. Jihoon felt his heart racing as he spotted Seungmin standing across the room chatting with others. Seungmin's eye met his for a brief moment .Jihoon looked away quickly, feeling his cheeks flush.

"Jihoon, you are in," minseok said, dragging him to the centre where everyone was gathered. He hesitated, unsure whether to say anything to Seungmin or simply to stay out of it.

The game began people teasing each other. Jihoon could feel his palm start to sweat as the groups attention turned to him and Seungmin. "Looks like it's your turn , you two," someone teased. Jihoon throat went dry. "Seven minutes in the closet with Seungmin. What could possibly happen?" He thought sarcastically.

Seungmin eyes met mine, a small, almost mischievous smile playing on his lips."Well, this should be interesting," Seungmin said, his voice calm, but Jihoon could sense a teasing undertone.

"After you." Jihoon muttered, trying to sound casually but failing miserably.

Seungmin chuckled and led the way into the closet. Jihoon follows his heart, bounding in his chest. He didn't know what's going to happen in those seven minutes, but he knew one thing for sure, he couldn't stop thinking about Seungmin, and this was going to make it worse.

As they reached the closet, Seungmin opened the door and stepped in first. Jihoon hesitated for a second, then followed. The door clicking shut behind them. It was dark and cramped. Barely enough space for both of them to stand without bumping into each other. Jihoon's heart raised as he tried to ignore the approximately between them.

"So uh, how do you usually pass the time in here?" asked Jihoon, his voice a little shaky.

I guess it depends on who you are with," said Seungmin, chuckling the sound soft and close in confined space. The last part with a hint of amusement. Jihoon wasn't sure whether to be embarrassed or intrigued.

There was a moment of silence as the two of them stood there awkwardly, neither knowing quite what to say next. The muffled sounds of the party echoed from outside, and the tension in the closet grew. Jihoon couldn't help but steal a glance at Seungmin only to find him looking right back at him.

"Are you okay, Jihoon?" Seungmin asked his voice surprisingly gentle.

Jihoon froze, unsure how to answer. "Yeah, just... I'm a bit nervous, I guess."

"I get it. It's a little weird, huh? But if it helps, I don't bite."said Seungmin, nodding his expression softening.

Jihoon's eyes widened at that. Seungmin was clearly teasing him again, but there was something else behind his words.

For a brief moment that stood their in silence. Both unsure what to say. Just as Jihoon was about to say something, the door opened suddenly, and someone called out, "Time's up."

The moment was broken, and Jihoon felt a strange sense of relief mixed with disappointment washed over him. Seungmin stepped out first, turning around with a teasing smile, and said, "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Jihoon opened his mouth to reply, but the word was stuck in his throat. Instead, he simply nodded, feeling a mixture of feelings that he couldn't quite put in words.

As they walked back to the party, Jihoon could help but wonder what just happened between them. What was that connection between him and Seungmin? Are they getting closer. Was he letting him in?