Late Night Stories- A Book Of Yogscast Shorts Written At Night

Hide And Seek- Sjips

Sips' Point Of View-

"28, 29, 30! Ready or not, here I come!"
Shit, shit, shit, shit! Gotta hide. Um... Door!
I grab the nearest door handle and enter the room without a thought to what it even was.
Turns out that the boiler room is right next to the bathroom. And is very small. And occupied.
A small yelp sounds from right in front of me but the room is pich-fucking-black so I can't see who it is.
"Who are you?" I mumble, trying to be quiet.
"Sjin."
"Well, Sjin, we're in quite the predicament." I say, relaxing as I find out that it's Sjin. That's before I realise that I'm closed in a very tight space with the person that I happen to like more than a friend would.
"Hey, Sips? Can you move, I'm literally being squished between you and the boiler here." He breathes in and out faster than usual. Possibly he doesn't like small spaces?
"I would love to move Sjin but my back is literally against the wall here. Hey, maybe if we sit down, we can curl up smaller and be more comfortable?" I have no idea if it will help but fuck it, might as well try.
"Okay, um..."
"Where are you, Sjin?" I put my hand out and instantly find his body, "What's that?"
"M-my che- chest." He breaths with a stammer and I feel myself turn red.
"R-right. If I move... Here." I shuffle as far to one side as I can, "And you..." I tug him by the shirt but he obviously wasn't expecting it as he stumbles into me and we both crash to the ground in an undignified heap.
He let out a high squeal as we fell and is now in a jumble of his own limbs and mine.
"S-sorry, Sips."
"No, it's not your fault,that was all me. And it could be worse. I mean, you're not hurt, right?" I try to make light of the situation, having to think way too hard about keeping my voice steady.
"I guess you're right."
"I'm always right. Now, where the hell is your face?" I wriggle an arm free and feel around for where his face is, finding it to be literally about six centimetres from mine.
"Sjin..." I mumble, my fingers brushing over what I'm fair certain are his lips. How did we end up like this? "You're face is pretty fucking close to mine."
I think I can here him swallow and I can now just about make out his outline, "How close?"
I run my tongue across my lips before whispering, "This close." And leaning forwards, using my free hand to guide his lips onto mine.
I close my eyes but as I do light bursts through my eyelids and I hurriedly pull away from Sjin, opening my eyes to see Xephos stood in the doorway.
"I can come back later if you're busy." He smirks and I glance at Sjin to see that he's gone a deep crimson. I see one of his hands, pressed on the floor on the opposite side to the door and place mine over it, hoping to reassure him without Xephos seeing.
"You know what, fuck off Xephos. Me and Sjin were busy so I think you should leave." He shrugs and closes the door with a click. And then another click.
"D-did he just lock us in?!" Sjin squeaks and I quickly move his hand so that my fingers can slide between his.
"Yeah, but is fine, see?"
He giggles weakly, "I can't see anything Sipsy. It's pitch black in here."
I can't help but grin before pressing forwards and kissing him again, "We don't need to see, Sjin. Not if we have each other."

A/N- I actually really like this one ^-^. I got the idea suddenly whilst watching Trials of Derpulies 9 on the main channel. If you've seen it, you'll probably know which bit.
Anyway, I just want to tell you that I will be in Bristol for the next three nights so I may not be able to post anything. Just a little heads up.
That aside, thank you so much for reading and I will see you in the next one. Baii!