Love Stinks! Seven Minutes in Heaven

Flynn

You rustled your tiny hand around in the box. This was the most intense thing you had ever done in your young life. You gulped, finally settling on picking something out. The object was hard and flat..Like a book.
You pulled out the object, confirming your suspicions. It was in fact a book...But who's book could it be?

A tiny gasp could be heard when the item was revealed, and your eyes darted over to Flynn. His face was cherry red, and he was currently trying to bury his face into his blue turtleneck sweater.
"O-oh my..I didn't think I would get picked so soon- Maybe you should put it back! Eeehh.."
The ginger squirmed around where he stood, a flustered mess.

"Oh, no! No takesies backsies! You are gonna go in there, mister."
Jonas furrowed his brow, going into a B boy stance.
"You were so excited before! What happened to that, hm? Or do you not like her enough to go in?"

Flynn went wide eyed, trying to defend himself.
"Oh goodness no! Of course not! I..Just..Isn't it a tad bit soon? I mean..Someone more experienced should go in first! I don't have any good stories to tell right now you know- My hair is just a complete mess.. And I should really brush my teeth first!"
His hands flew back and forth, trying to spell out any excuse he could think of. It wasn't as if he didn't want to go! It was just so sudden. There was a lot of pressure going first. He would be paving the way for everyone else.

"Quit your whining!"
Ajax put his hands on Flynn's back, as Sammy and Tristan opened the closet door.
"Stop being a pussy and just...Get in there!"
The emo pushed as hard as he could, sending the nerd stumbling into the small space.

"W-wah!!"

"Now you should really go in too, dear. You don't want to keep our loveable dork waiting~"
Shun giggled, walking her to the closet.

"I suppose you're right." You agreed, stepping in. The doors immediately closed, and you could hear them lock.
The seven minutes has officially begun.
The light in the closet was dim, but you could definitely make out Flynn's nervous face.

"I'm sorry, my lady..I won't be much fun for you.."
He twiddled his thumbs together clumsily, glancing up at you.
"I'm not the most interesting one in the bunch- And I don't have much to talk about."

You frowned, scooting up closer to the boy. Hearing him talk like that was totally depressing! You came her to get off, not get sad.
"Hey. Don't talk like that, kay? You're one of the most interesting guys I know! Honest! Your books are super neat, you always get good grades, you know all kinds of fun facts too! You're Flynn Albright, damn it! You're cool!"
You gave him a whole hearted grin, wrapping an arm around his back.

Flynn smiled, exhaling. He then locked his blue eyes on you, smirking.
"Well I suppose you make a few good points. However...There is something far more useful I can offer you today."

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"
You eyed him with curiosity. There wasn't much to do in a stuffy old closet like this after all.

"That would be my gas of course."

Your eyes almost popped out of your sockets, they widened so much. Your cheeks flushed, and you looked away.
"W-what gave you that idea? Farts are...Totally gross! Especially to a lady! Duh!"

He shook his head, still smiling. He could read you like a book.
"Tsk tsk. You're not a very good liar. I know about your little fetish, and it's okay. Such a thing is a common occurrence!"

You were completely shocked. How could he figure it out so easily? This was nuts. You made a ploy of never showing your fetish to anyone!

"You're probably wondering how I found out so quick."