𝓐𝓷𝓽𝓲-𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓬

Choi Jisu

...7 minutes in Heaven...

WC:1130

Warnings: None! Have fun

Today marks the last evening of your little summer trip to the mountains. The ten of you have rented a vacation home and made yourselves comfortable for a whole week without having to think of work or studying. Originally you were weary about coming along.

 Your friend Jisu had asked you multiple times, and each time you neither said yes nor no. Truthfully, coming along did sound like fun, but you didn't know the other eight people very well, so you felt anxious about coming here. Plus, there's the massive crush you have on her, that you were sure you wouldn't be able to hide while living with Jisu for a whole week.

However, in the end you had more fun during the trip than you thought you would, and you warmed up to everyone quite well. What's more is that you don't feel like anything has changed between you and Jisu ever since coming here, and you're not sure if you should be glad for that, or if you're also a bit disappointed in addition to that.

"Let's play 7 minutes in heaven!" You thought your ears tricked you when you heard Ryujin come up with that suggestion, but finding her already writing each of your names on little pieces of paper and putting them into some old pot she must've found in the kitchen tells you otherwise. And so now here you are, all sitting in a circle on the big carpet in the living room, and you don't know what to do with yourself, because obviously the first person to get selected just had to be you.

"Oh no... I can't do these kinds of things," you whine, having Jisu trying to comfort you while she puts her arm around your shoulders. You'd be uncomfortable being locked into a tiny secluded space with just about anyone. Maybe being there with Jisu would be a bit better, but you're sure you'd give away your feelings in that case, so you don't know which kind of outcome you should be hoping for here.

"Oh?" your friend exclaims once she sees the name written on the paper that Ryujin is holding up.

"It's Jisu!" Ryujin announces, and your heart skips a beat.

"Y/N, did you hear that? Isn't that great?" a clearly very happy Jisu bursts out, but you remain feeling more nervous than anything else. You two get up, and before she can link arms with you, you're already on your way to the closet on quick steps, arriving there first. "Well someone's eager to get this over with," Jisu remarks, probably to tease you, but it's like her words don't even reach your ears. Ryujin waits until you're both inside the tiny closet, then she locks you in.

"You have 7 minutes, starting... now!" she announces, and then you can faintly hear her walking away. You really are all alone with Jisu now, locked into a room that can barely be called a room, because you feel like a third person wouldn't even fit in along with the two of you. Maybe somebody really small.

"Well?" Jisu starts talking upon noticing your very apparent distress. "Isn't this the part where people start making out?" You know she's just trying to be funny in order to help you loosen up a bit, but after her saying that, the mental image of you and her kissing inevitably pops up in your mind, and you can feel yourself blushing.

"No...?" you answer nervously.

"You don't want to kiss me?" Jisu puts on a pout, and the urge to yell at her that of course you want to kiss her is overwhelming, but you control yourself.

"We're friends, Jisu..." you argue.

"So? Can't friends have some fun?"

"Did you drink something while I wasn't looking?" you attempt to tease her too, but she just laughs it off.

"I didn't!", she denies it, her eyes widening as if she was offended by your assumption. "I mean... I guess it's okay if you don't want to..." You glance at her, finding an understanding smile on her lips. You feel like you're being put on a trial where you have to make one of two choices, and only one of them will lead to a good outcome but you have no way of knowing which is which beforehand.

"I... I mean it's not that I don't want to..." you eventually say, scared to look at her face while speaking, but at the same time needing to see her reaction. Jisu raises her eyebrows.

"So you do want to kiss me?" she repeats. "Even though we're friends?" Her question sparks something inside you and you feel anger pushing you to act. You're not angry at her, you don't really know at what, probably at the situation you're in, but as soon as you grab her face and smash your lips against hers, all of that fades within seconds. You're doing the thing you'd have never even dared to dream of doing - you're taking the chance to kiss her, and she's kissing you back.

"You can't be that dense..." you whisper once you can tear yourself away from her, but the way she looks at you now tells you that you were wrong again.

"I knew..." she confesses. "I've known since forever that you like me, I just didn't want to push you to act on it if you didn't want to... but being so close to you in here..." You don't let her finish her sentence, you understand what she's trying to say anyway. Instead, you lean in again and connect your lips to hers in another kiss. With you still cupping her face in your hands, she reaches out, wrapping her fingers around your wrists and holding them close, as if to keep you from pulling back too soon. 

And just when you feel like you could lose yourself in the kiss you're sharing, you hear the key being turned in its lock and Ryujin throws open the door. She lets out an "oh" when you two can't separate fast enough for her not to see what you've been doing. With a proud grin she leads the two of you back to the living room, and when she watches you and Jisu sit down in your original places, but now holding hands, she can't keep herself from commenting on your situation.

"The first match was a success, I see..." she mutters, before picking up the pot and putting her hand inside. "Let's see who's next!" she announces, and all eyes turn to her. Well, all except for yours and Jisu's, because the two of you couldn't care less about the world around you right now. Instead, you share the fleeting and shy looks new lovers would, bright smiles on both your faces because you finally managed to confess your feelings to the other.