Rune Factory Seven Minutes in Heaven Doug

      “Amber chooses you to play next. You look kind of confused, so this should be really fun.” With a wide, adorable smile, she grabbed your hand and snapped you out of your daze. “Come on already. We can't wait all day you know.”

“Oh, it's my turn? I didn't even know anyone was talking to me.” A little embarrassed by your failure to pay attention, you stood to your feet and walked over to get an item. “I choose this butter knife to be my item. And with it, I claim the owner to be my partner for the next seven minutes.” You held the knife up proudly, then tilted your head in confusion. “So, whose item is this anyway?”

“I thought you'd never ask.” Doug stood up, stretched and made his way to you. He was smiling, but you couldn't really tell if he was actually happy to be playing or if he was just trying to be friendly. “What are we waiting for? You didn't space out again already, did you?”

You shook your head and quickly took hold of his hand. “No, I just wanted to make sure you were good and ready. Since you obviously are, let's go.” Tightening your grip, you pulled him all the way to the closet, slammed the door shut and sat down as close to his as you could. “So, now what should we do? Should we talk, or skip straight to the kissing?”

Doug's face immediately turned a deep red colour. Your question had taken him completely by surprise and left him at a loss for words. “W-what?”

“You heard me, unless of course it was you that spaced out this time.” Though it didn't seem possible, you moved even closer to him and gently rested your head on his shoulder. “Well, did you hear me or not? This turn's going to be pretty weird if we have two spacey people in here. Nothing will happen at all. And that won't be very fun.”

“I heard you. I just didn't expect you to be so forward.” Doug tried to lean away from you only to have you wrap your arms tightly around him. “I guess I should have expected it though. Especially as hyper as you were over a butter knife.” He started to wiggle around, trying to free his arms from your tight grasp, but failed. The fact that he couldn't even free himself from your hug only worsened his blush. “Why are you holding me so tight?”

Loosening your hold on him, just s tiny bit, you snuggled your face into his neck and giggled. “You seem a little squirmy and antsy about all of this. So squirmy and antsy, that you might try to run away and leave me in here all alone.” You feigned a depressed, hurt sigh. “I can't exactly have you running away from me, so I'm just insuring that you'll stay the whole seven minutes. I figured a tight hug was more appropriate than me sitting on you or something.”

Doug shivered. “The way you say that makes it sound almost creepy.”

“I was actually trying not to be creepy. I guess I didn't do a very good job of that.” You released him from your hold and shrugged. “I don't want to be creepy, so I guess I'll let you go for now. Just know that if you do try to run from me, I'll tackle you right back down to the ground and sit on you until Amber comes back for us.”

Happy to have his arms free, Doug let out a relieved sigh and subconsciously moved away from you. “Your attempts to not be weird or intimidating are seriously failing. You don't worry me, of course, but someone else, like Dylas, would have probably already tried to run.”

You shook your head, completely disagreeing with him. “Dylas wouldn't run. He'd just sit there and take it. Sure he'd probably get annoyed and blush a lot, but he wouldn't run.”

Your faith in Dylas annoyed Doug, just as you knew it would. Now feeling the need to prove himself better than Dylas, he took a deep breath and turned to face you. “I'm pretty sure you did this on purpose, but I'm not going to let that guy outdo me.” Still blushing like crazy, he placed his hand on your shoulder and pulled you towards him for a very short kiss. “T-there, happy now?”

“I'm not unhappy, so I guess for now that will have to do. I'd watch out for me though. Now that you've kissed me, you never know when I might decide I want to do it again.” You kissed his forehead, hopped onto your feet and strolled out of the room.

“Oh wow, your face is really red. It's really cute, but really hot.” Amber gasped, running in to feel Doug's face. “It's much too hot in here. We'll have to change the room.”

Doug just nodded, not interested in explaining the real reason for his burning cheeks. “Yeah, that's a good idea.”