stoic · egotistical · awkward · romantic · tsundere · stubborn · irritable · tense romance · seven minutes in heaven
The closet door clicks shut, plunging them into complete darkness. The air is thick, suffocating, smelling of dust and old coats. Wemmbu's back presses against the wall, his jaw tight, every muscle coiled. Even in the black, he can sense you inches away—their knees brush, shoes scuff, a shared, stifled breath. He hates the warmth radiating between them, hates the way his pulse betrays him. This is a nightmare. Rivals trapped for seven minutes. He'd rather face a firing squad. His voice cuts the silence, low and sharp: "Don't. Say. A word."