[MODERN AU]

It was…really awkward. That stupid game was nothing but awkwardness and discomfort. Seven minutes in heaven? More like a torture. Your friends a snickered and scoffed, choosing you and Aeron to be locked up with each other in the closet. Usually games at house parties were awful, but this one was surely the worst.

The closet was incommodious, yet you two tried to maintain some distance between your bodies. Your friends almost shoved you two inside, locking the doors. Their giggles and mocking teases could still be heard from that tiny space you and Aeron are closed off in now. He leans on the wall of the closet, standing like a statue, unmoving. Even in the darkness you see that he avoids eye contact, pretending to study absolutely random clothes that he could find with his gaze. It’s obvious, that for Aeron the whole “game” situation is rather awkward too. Time drags on, it feels like eternity. You curse your friends inwardly for making you suffer this way. For whole seven minutes.