Crush X Reader One Shots & Imagines

7 Minutes In Heaven

Y/N = Your Name
C/N = Crush Name
BSF/N = Best Friend Name
F/N = Friend Name
E/N = Enemy's Name
N/N = Nickname
H/C = Hair Color
E/C = Eye Color
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The dimly lit dorm room buzzed with excitement as the game of "7 Minutes in Heaven" began. The girls had managed to sneak a few of the guys into the dorm, just as the game was about to kick off.

Why were college kids playing 7 minutes in Heaven? Because we can—and our dads can't do anything about it now.

BSF/N, always the instigator, had rallied everyone together, her mischievous grin suggesting that tonight would be unforgettable. "Alright, let's see who's up first." she starts, holding a small bottle in the center of the group.

I sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. I glanced around the room, spotting C/N leaning casually against the wall, his eyes meeting mine for a brief moment before he looked away.

She shrugs and spins. The bottle spun on the floor, its path unpredictable as it whirled around in circles.

CBSF/N. Interesting.

"Guess it's my lucky day." He remarks as he saunters over to BSF/N. She rolls her eyes before dragging him into the closet.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding.

"Let's keep this going." F/N leans forward and grips the bottle.

"But they just went in." I point out.

"And we have multiple closets." She challenges. The bottle is spun again, and the anticipation in the room grew. Everyone leaned in, watching as it slowed.

It felt like everything around me faded, and all I could hear was the soft scraping of the glass on the hardwood floor.

My breath caught in my throat as the bottle stopped—pointing directly at me.

"Ohhh, Y/N, looks like it's your turn," F/N teased, her voice pulling me out of my daze.

F/N spun it again, this time slower, savoring the moment. My stomach churned until it finally came to a halt.

Pointing right at him.

C/N's gaze met mine, a flicker of surprise in his eyes before that signature smirk curved on his lips. "Looks like we're up."

The room erupted with laughter and whoops, but I barely heard it. My whole body felt like it was on fire, and I tried to play it cool as I stood up.

As I stepped into the small, dark closet, I could feel C/N close behind me, his presence enough to make my pulse quicken. The door shut behind us, plunging the room into near darkness except for a thin sliver of light from under the door.

"So," I started awkwardly, leaning back against the wall to create some space. "Guess we're stuck here for seven minutes."

He chuckled softly, his voice low in the small space. "Seems that way. You nervous?"

"No," I lied, even though my heart was pounding.

C/N shifted closer, his face just barely visible in the dim light. "Really? Because you seem a little tense."

I swallowed hard, willing myself to relax, but he took another step closer, closing the gap between us. "I'm fine," I managed to say, my voice sounding steadier than I felt.

His eyes gleamed with amusement. "You're a terrible liar, Y/N."

I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. I tried to focus on anything other than C/N's steady breathing beside me. The space was small, and the darkness made it feel even more intimate. I leaned back against the wall, hoping the cool surface would calm my racing thoughts.