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"What's that?" I asked.

"You get into a closet and have some alone time in there, if you know what I mean." Jungkook said.

It was my turn and I made the mistake of choosing dare. Now I have to do this seven minutes in heaven thing.

"And I'm supposed to stay in there for seven minutes?"

"Yup." He smirked. "Go on, I have a nice closet in the guest room."

"Why that one?"

"Because it's small."

"Yeah, why can't we use your closet? It's big."

"You'll ruin everything. It's organized, I don't want anybody touching my stuff. Especially my clothes."

"Fine." I mumbled. "Come on," I pulled Jimin with me. If you haven't guessed already, Jungkook made Jimin and I do this thing. Obviously. Since he knew I liked him.

He took us to the guest room and locked us in the closet for seven minutes. There was literally no space in there. I was pushed up against Jimin's chest. It was nice but uncomfortable at the same time.

"So," He started. "Do we have to do this?"

"We don't have to if you don't want to."

"Okay." And we stayed silent. A minute probably passed.

"Are you guys even doing anything in there?" Jungkook called.

"Uh, yeah!" Jimin said.

"Really? Because I can't hear anything!"

"Can you hear people when they make out?!"

"You're making out?" Yoongi asked.

"Yeah? Duh." Jimin said. "They might open the door on us when the seven minutes are done and they'll see us just standing here doing nothing."

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. Let's have fun." He smirked.

"What do you mean?" My voice cracked at the end.

"Just make some noise." He whispered. I furrowed my eyebrows but then I got it when he started moaning. I followed his lead and moaned. I mean, I don't know if you could call that moaning. It was more like a tribal call but whale version, you know what I'm saying?

"They're actually doing something." Jungkook said. "Go on! Have fun! You still have four minutes!"

"Mess up your hair." Jimin whispered. I didn't have time to mess up my hair seeing that he put his hands in there and pulled my hair. He started moving it around. "Mess up mine."

"O-okay." I stuttered. I put my fingers through his hair and moved it around. He moaned once more.

"That feels so good, baby." He said, making sure Jungkook and Yoongi hear it.

"I'm glad you like it." I answered. I was getting the hang of this. I took a hold of his shirt and messed it up a little, making it look like he was holding me up.

"You know what you're doing, Jung Hoseok." Jimin smirked, whispering so they wouldn't hear.

I just smirked back. Or tried to.

"One minute!" Jungkook called out.

"Alright, now we want them to believe we did something, okay?" Jimin said. I nodded. "So just keep your head close so when they open the door, they believe it."