Creepypasta 7 minutes in heaven

Hoodie

You shy back as I offer you BEN Drowned's hat. These kind of games make you terribly nervous and you're almost afraid that you're going to end up trapped in a closet with someone crazy, like Jeff the Killer or Laughing Jack. "It's just a hat." I say gently to you, lowering it a little. "It's not going to hurt you." You don't smile at me. "Just reach inside and pick an object. I promise you'll have fun." I glance towards Jeff with a smile and you shiver a little.

Finally, you reach inside the hat, though the way you move towards it makes me wonder if you think there's going to be poison ivy in the hat or something. You take a while pulling out an object, but I don't seem to mind waiting. Finally, you come out with a small object, what appears to be a spool of orange thread.

"The spool of thread, hmm?" I say with a smile. "Sounds good." Without warning, you're being guided across the room by me. You gasp and turn to face the door as I throw you inside the nearest closet. "That gives you seven minutes to do whatever you want. Time starts now."

Immediately, you ask, "Who's there?" You can't seem to make out anyone in the darkness and that's when you happen to notice the other person is on the ground, not standing upright. You make out a figure in an orange hoodie with an almost unnoticeable frown stitched over the face. It's Hoody and he seems to be shivering a little. "Are you alright?" you ask him softly, lowering yourself down to your knees as you stare at him quietly.

Timidly, Hoody answers, "I-I don't know what to d-do." He seems very honest. "I'm a l-little afraid being trapped in a c-closet like this." Hoody swallows abruptly, wrapping his arms around his body.

You crawl closer to Hoody, slowly, cautiously, trying not to frighten him. You work to figure out how to remove the hoodie and eventually you figure it out, revealing a face you have never seen before. It seems frightened, yet there is a happiness behind it too. You lean forward and gently kiss Hoody on the lips, just in case it frightens him more then he already is. The kiss only lasts a few seconds before you draw back, staring at him. "Are you alright now?"

"Y-Yeah." Hoody answers quietly, smiling in your direction. He unwraps his arms from around his body, pushing his hands to the floor.

You lean in for yet another kiss and this time, you feel Hoody move a little towards you. He still seems a trifle uncertain about what he's doing, but you're happy because he's giving it a shot. You couldn't have asked for a better person to be trapped in a closet with. You don't want this to end.

Unfortunately, right as that thought hits your mind, I rip open the door, revealing the two of you. "Hi lovebirds." I say with a giggle. The two of you look to me, both seeming a little embarrassed. "Aww, don't worry about anything. We all get caught doing something, something that we don't want anyone to see. Have fun?"

You keep quiet, uncertain what to say. Then, Hoody abruptly responds, "Y-Yeah." You smile at him and agree with him. "I-It was alright."

You nudge your head against Hoody's. He glances over at you and you realize he's already covered his face again. It's alright, though, because you imagine this won't be the last time you get to see his face. Those beautiful eyes, that sweet, innocent smile. Somehow, you imagine Hoody feels the same.