7 minutes in Heaven

Male! Spy x GenderNeutral! Reader

Reader POV
"Can 'ou believe he wants us to play some petty game?" Spy quietly whispers to you. You on the other hand was actually a little buzzed by the idea. It meant that if you pulled out Spy's item, it'd give you the guts you needed to confess. "Stay here, I can't believe I gave my least favourite pack of smokes for this." Spy says to you as he stands up.

You quickly reach out for the fabric of his suit. Oh no, not a smart plan. You quickly look down at the group and release the suit from your hands. You see Spy turn to face you. You could tell by the way his shoes were facing. You attempt to bring up as much courage to say, "I wouldn't mind playing...at least for one round."

The tense atmosphere, that was made from you grabbing his suit, disappears. You hear the click of shoes and the rustle of furniture next to you. Quietly, you look up. You see Spy has sat down with his arms cross with a sour face. You silently smile and wait to see who pulls out an item.

"Freaking unbelievable! No ones got the guts to go first?" Scout says as he looks around the room. Realising that no one had the guts to play, you, slowly stand up. A look of surprise and happiness rises on to Scout's face. "Even (Y/N) has more guts than you. No offence (Y/N), but (Y/N) is the quietest and newest member and stood up first!" Scout says to no one in particular. He walks up to you and holds the box in front of you. You carefully reach inside.

You shuffle you're hand around, searching for one particular item. The cigarettes. Not a moment to soon. You feel the flap of the packaging. You pull it out with a hidden smile. "Those are mine" you hear Spy say from your side. Scout says in a slightly disappointed voice, "Alright you two, closet and seven minutes." The two of you stand and step into the closet.

"Good job of purposely pulling out my smokes." Spy whispers into you ear. His voice laced with an emotion you never heard before. A slight urged caused you to pull out one of the smokes and put it in you mouth. You pat your pockets for a lighter. Just as you find your lighter, your smoke is removed from your mouth. It is then replaced by a soft pair of lips. Out of natural reaction you close your eyes. Softly moaning.

You open you eyes to see nothing but darkness. The only thing you make up is an outline of a hand. Spy moves away to say, "Désolé, mon amour, but even you aren't allowed to my face, at least not yet" The Spy takes no time to return to kissing you. You close your eyes and melt into the kiss. A quiet knocking is heard.

The two of you quickly break away and neat your uniforms. You sneak a quick look at Spy as he puts his balaclava. The only thing you can in the dim lights of the closet is a beautifully chiseled jaw line. You quietly gasp and face forwards again. Not quiet enough though. "Enjoy it while you can. You'll see it later." You heard Spy whisper into your ear.

The doors open to see the team looking in. The two of you walk out like nothing happened. "Yo... LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED AND DRINK!" You scream in joy. The party continues you only having the one drink and everyone passed out from too much in their system. "Beautiful plan. Ma petit fleur. Shall we continue what we were doing back in my room?"

The rest is up to you.

Comment what you want to see next. I might end up changing the book so it's not just 7MIH. Might change it to a 'how you met' etc. Comment to see more It helps more than you think.