The guys got together at a party, played all sorts of games, some drank alcohol. After a few games of cards for silly wishes and an attempt to play mafia when the mafia was under the influence, they decided to play Seven Minutes in Heaven.

The randomness was a very funny thing. First, the bottle landed on Atsushi and Akutagawa, who resisted for a long time, but eventually emerged from the cabinet flushed and, for some reason, very angry. Then the bottle pointed to Ranpo and Yosano, but here everything is much more clear-cut, and they, like truly just friends, simply ate candy and talked.

But this time the bottle pointed at... Chuuya and Dazai. They were enemies, after all. It was stupid. They didn't resist for very long, more for show, because there was no point in denying it. For the others, it was very funny to watch how two people who were always aggressive towards each other were forced to sit in a closed space together. But it's only seven minutes. It's not that long, and you can just endure it, right?

Now, sitting in the closet, with the space between them catastrophically small, the air felt very heavy. It was quiet, so the ragged breathing of each other was clearly audible, which only served to exacerbate the situation. Dazai, who has always been a pretty collected person in principle, tried not to show it - he made some kind of caustic comment and looked away, although he still looks back to Chuya from time to time. But for Chuuya, things were much more complicated. He couldn't stop blushing and getting angry about it. And he absolutely couldn't look away. Dazai, feeling the almost hungry gaze of the guy next to him, also seemed to blush slightly, although he tried to hide it.

Pretending they didn't want each other was incredibly difficult. Chuuya watched Dazai's fingers tremble, thinking only of how wonderful it would feel to have his hands on his body. He watched Dazai lick his dry lips and thought only about how to touch them with his own lips, bite them, and kiss them greedily, for a long, long time.

Chuuya took a deep breath and tried to look away, even though his head was still full of very dirty thoughts.

"Shut up." Chuuya said immediately as soon as he saw that Dazai was about to open his mouth and say something. Chuuya wasn't one to deny himself what he wanted, and he really wanted Dazai right now, but he was holding on with all his might, and Dazai wasn't exactly helping the situation much. How he wanted to touch, take and... Thinking about the consequences is important, but he was weak at thinking. "Just shut up. And don't move. Let's just get through this."

Technically, they were still enemies. But there was incredible sexual tension between them.