You were stuck in a closet with you crush of 5 years after a game of 7 minutes in heaven, your chests pressed against eachother as you felt your face heating up.

“You know we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.” He said, snapping you out of your thoughts as you looked up at him, barely being able to see him from how dark it was.

He wrapped his hands around you waist, pulling you until your head rested against his chest.

“We can just hug if that makes you feel better.”