Love Stinks! Seven Minutes in Heaven

Prologue

"This..Is stupid."

Ajax blew a piece of pitch black hair from out of his eyes, and crossed his arms. Ever the edgy teenager, he acted totally unimpressed with everything around him.

Shun smiled gingerly, patting the emo on the back. He was always there to support his pals as the peacemaker of the bunch, even if they acted out. He was kind to everyone around him, and made no exceptions.

"Don't be silly, Ajax. Our little sunshine is finally sharing an intimate bonding experience with us! She'll be exploring all our hearts this evening, discovering an infinite love of the universe."

He put a hand to his heart, looking rather proud of his speech.

The boy had a bit of a tendency to ramble on about spirits, nature, and whatnot. Being the astrologist and activist he was, Shun always had something sappy to say. You thought it was charming though, and you admired his ability to speak his mind.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever. Don't know how locking us in a closet for seven minutes s'gonna help us bond", the boy huffed, fed up with this whole thing before it even started. Ajax hated the idea of his personal space being compromised.
"It's a gross invasion of privacy, and kinda creepy."

"I beg to differ", Flynn piped up from behind him.
He pushed up his glasses with a huff. Flynn was the brainiac of the group, a total bookworm on top of it.

"Jonas is the only one making it creepy."

As if on cue, Jonas grabbed your petit hand. He squeezed it gently, feeling your cool fingers against his warm ones.

"Ah~ I can't wait to be trapped in a closet with the loveliest girl in the world!"

You gave him an earnest smile, chuckling a bit. Man, this was gonna be interesting. Your eight friends were all going to have a turn with you in that closet. This was so new for you. You knew how gassy they could all get, and yet...You went right along with this. Why on earth would you decide to agree with something like this? Well that was quite simple.

Hanging out with these eight weirdos had exposed you to their grossest habits for almost a year now. You find yourself growing...An appreciation for their scents. Almost a fondness.

You looked into it, and turns out, you had something called a fart fetish. Maybe that's why you were so hooked on their gas. Still though...This game was just the way to really get you exposed to it. They couldn't hold their farts for two seconds, let alone seven minutes. You felt selfish, but you really wanted this.

Suddenly, Jonas's face went pale, as he fell into your arms. A comical dinging played as he fell. Behind him was Kurota. He had on quite the scary face, and was in a karate stance.

"U-Um- What just..happened?" You stammered awkwardly, looking up at the male.

You struggled to hold up Jonas, as he mumbled incoherent gibberish.

Kurota simply huffed, putting his hand down.

"A neck chop. Has anyone sleeping like a baby instantly. He's such a fool..."

The dark skinned man bent down a bit, taking Jonas.

"Did he touch you?"