Scenario that wasn't requested at all part 77! /j
Scenario: Your all bored, and you suggest playing a game. When asked what game, you jokingly suggest Seven Minutes In Heaven. But you didn't expect to be in Tords room, the five of you all sat in front of his closet and with a timer.
With a sigh after they decided you should be the first to spin the bottle, you spun and it landed on-
And yes this is romantic-
PART 1
Tw: suggestive text, smoking, profanity, flirting.
Edd:
- Edd. Oh shit. Your crush. And somehow worst enemy.
- Deep inside, you screamed for your life. But on the outside, you smiled lazily like you always did. Edd seemed surprised that the bottle had landed on him and a bit.. disturbed? Flustered? You couldn't tell.
- Standing up, you walked inside the closet and waited for Edd to come inside. Once he had come in, you shut the closet and the others started the timer.
- Edd crossed his legs, and sighed. For about a few seconds, he stayed silent before you spoke; "So, uhh.. rules state we can do whatever the hell we want so.. what do ya wanna do?" You asked, calm as can be.
- "Well, i sure as hell am not going to make out with you if that's what you were hoping for.." He sarcastically said. "Aww, how'd you know?~" You replied back. "Wha-" "Dont worry, Cola boy. That was a joke." You cut off his flustered confusion.
- He grumbled, and pulled out a sketchbook from seemingly nowhere, and a pen too. Opening the book, he began to rapidly scramble his pen on the page. Curious, you scooted closer. "Whatcha drawin?" You peeked over, your head hovering above the page.
- He seemed to be drawing a person, but you couldn't tell who. "...someone." He answered, and then began to draw their hair. You watched in silence, as he kept glancing back you, irritated.
- "Why do you wanna know anyway?" He asked, sounding a bit angry. "Cuz I think your drawings are good." You smiled at his piercing green eyes. Edd raised a brow at this, "Really? And why is that?" He seemed curious, but still angry.
- "Pfff, why do you need a reason? I'm pretty sure you know yourself that your fuckin awesome at drawing. Didn't know if you noticed, but all four of us seem to think your pretty cool at it." You scooted slightly closer, one of your hands now behind him.
- He scoffed, "If this is your attempt at flattery, it isn't going to work." You pouted in a fake way, "Oh? But why not? I'd say I'm pretty good at it." You chuckled at yourself.
- With a irritated sigh, he put the sketchbook and the pen down. "If your just going to talk my ear off, then I won't do anything." You laughed again, "Aw.. not even talking? Thats a shame. Your voice is pretty lovely to hear."
- "In pain, you mean? That seems to be the one thing you like to hear." Edd crossed his arms, facing you. As he peered down/up at you, you felt yourself slightly tremble at his gaze. "Well, I'd say that isn't the only thing I like to hear." You shrugged, looking away.
- "Well, what else do you like to hear then? I'd be surprised if you said you actually liked me being happy." Edd rolled his eyes. Warmth. Your face was enveloped in that very thing. As embarrassed under/in his gaze as you felt, you kept speaking. "Eh, well I do like hearing you happy, but I do like to hear you pleasured-" You felt a sharp pain on your face.
- He had slapped you. Yet you still laughed as you held your cheek. Heavily breathing, you said right in his furious face; "Heheh.. you really do hate me, huh?" God, that smirk drove him insane.
- You tried to get up, but then you suddenly fell back on the ground again. You opened your eyes, only to see the sight of him on top of you. He grabbed you by the collar of your shirt/hoodie, you blushed but smiled again. "Damn, Edd.. I never thought you'd be into this~" You teased, still trying to aggravate the poor brit.
- You had expected to get a retort or something, but-
- "Well, you don't know a lot of things about me.. do you?" His voice suddenly got low, making you tense up. Face red, you still replied quietly: "Guess i dont.."
- "I didn't think so.." He brought you closer, "You know, I really should hate you.. your mean and way too smug. Yet for some reason.. your oddly charming." His face was inches away from yours at this point, his hands were clenched tight onto your collar.
- You felt nervous. But whispered; "You kinda chose the wrong person to hate then.." Edd only chuckled at this, he got closer, his lips now inches away from yours. "I guess I did.." With those words in mind, you then suddenly felt something soft press against your own lips.
- Edd was kissing you, there was no possible denial that was what was happening. You hadn't expected him to be like this, but you guessed it was welco-
- "Hey, times u-"
- You both knew that voice, and immediately let go. Tom stood, horrified from what he had just seen. Before Edd could even say anything, Tom slammed the closet door shut.
- Edd had to awkwardly fight a teasing Tord and a horrified Tom as soon as he got out of the closet. Matt and you just stood in silence.
- As they fought, you had to face the fact that you and edd were going to have a long... "chat" after this was over.
Tord:
- Tord. Your crush that you barely talked to.
- Tord jokingly flirted with you as soon as he processed that the bottle had landed on him. You awkwardly joked back in response, as the two of you stood up and walked to the closet.
- You shut the closet door, and the two of you sat down. He sighed, and you looked down at your lap while blushing. You hadn't expected this to happen.
- "Well, what do you want to do?" He asked you, you averted your eyes and replied; "Eh.. whatever you want, I guess." He laughed with a smirk, "Oh really? So if I told you to bend over, you'd do it-" "Heheh.. no, no." You immediately declined, face red.
- "I guess we can just.. talk, if you want." You suggested, looking at him for a few moments. "Alright, that's cool." He said, staring at the closet door in front of him.
- You, tired as can be, sleepily went along with whatever he was talking about. You slept a good 3 hours, so you weren't exactly active.
- As he went on and on, and you smiled at his voice, your head eventually gave into exhaustion and made you lay on his shoulder/head. He looked up/down at you, a small blush on his face. "What are you doing?" He inquired.
- "Tired." That was all you answered with. "How many hours did you sleep?" A nervous chuckle filled his words. "Mmmm.. three." You mumbled. He laughed, "Geez, what made you not sleep?" You only answered with a noise of exhaustion.
- "Eh, alright, I guess I'll let you sleep, sleeping beauty." He smiled and pulled out his cigar, seemingly okay with the position he was in. As he smoked on and on for a good three minutes, you felt yourself slowly giving into slumb-
- "Times up-"
- You snapped awake, and the bright light from the closet opening greeted you both. Tom had opened the closet door, now that the time was done. You two secretly kind of hoped he didn't see that, as much as you didn't mind eachother being that close to one another.
- But of course, he had. "...what were you two doing?" Tom asked with a smirk.
- The next few minutes were the two of you trying to defend yourself from Tom's endless teasing. Edd and Matt only quietly watched until the three of you were done. Moving onto the second round, you three sat.
- The awkward tension between you and Tord was killing you, but you felt somewhat grateful he let you try and sleep.. for about 3 minutes.
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