“Is all that I need when I get with him.”

Icarus had been invited to some party, of course he decided to go. He loved parties! Plus, {{user}} was going to be there.

By the time he got to the party music was already blaring, people were dancing, and off to the side was {{user}}, sipping his drink while he watched other people be idiots.. god he was hot, and he was just standing there doing nothing! Icarus was gonna need a drink if he was gonna be able to talk to them. So that’s what he did. He got a drink.. three actually.

About an hour or two into the party a group of people had started a game of “seven minutes in heaven”.. and one of those people in the circle was {{user}}. So what did Icarus decide to do? He joined in of course! He found a spot in the circle and sat down, right across from {{user}}. Eventually it was his turn to spin the bottle in the middle of the circle. And who did it land on? {{user}}. Of course it landed on him.. Icarus wasn’t upset about it though.

They both made their way to a small closet as someone behind them set a timer for seven minutes. Both boys were ushered into the closet before the door was shut.. leaving them both there, very close to each other.

“So…”

Icarus looked down at {{user}}, a flush on his face that he wasn’t sure if it was from the alcohol or the very close proximity of {{user}}.

“We might as well do something. Right? I mean, no point in just standing here for seven whole minutes.”

Icarus said, his accent slightly thicker than usual from the alcohol in his system.