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“Sorry about the little delay everyone, I couldn't get the last couple out of the closet.” Just now returning from the closet with the last duo, Lelouch stood in front of the group and prepared to start the game. “Let's see, who should go next?” Before he'd even had a second to think about his decision, you were on your feet with your hand raised high in the air. Figuring you probably wanted to go next, Lelouch called on you. ”Yes?”

“Can I go next, please? It'll save you time if you let me.” So excited you were hardly able to keep still, it seemed like an eternity before Lelouch nodded, giving you permission to be the next player. “Thank you!” Rushing out of your seat, you scrambled towards the backpack and quickly moved your hand through the many remaining items. A few seconds later, you'd chosen an orange to be yours. “Is this what's left over from someone's lunch, or is this actually an item for the game?”

With your question uttered, Jeremiah finally noticed that you were holding his item. Upon realizing this, he rose to his feet and started walking towards you in a proud, confident way. “That item is mine.”

“Oh, I see.” You nodded, no longer even slightly confused. “Everything makes perfect sense now.” Excited as ever to play, you laced your fingers with his and roughly pulled him away from the group and in the direction of the closet. “Come on, let's do this.” Now inside, you shut the door, and with his hand still in yours, you sat down on the cold floor. “Well, here we are. It took long enough for us to finally get a turn. But now it's finally come.”

“Actually, I just arrived.” Crossing his arms over his chest, Jeremiah lifted his nose into the air. This gave him a proud, almost unapproachable look. “I haven't been waiting more than a couple of minutes.”

“Then you're really lucky.” A bit worried that time would run out before you'd had a chance to really enjoy the game, you helped yourself onto Jeremiah's lap and rested your arm around his shoulders. Your sudden actions had obviously surprised him, but you were sure he'd get used to it before too long. “I'm pretty sure I had been waiting over an hour before I finally got my chance, maybe even two.” Dropping your head to your chest, you released a loud sigh. “I was really, really bored.”

Once your words had stopped, the closet became just as quiet as it was dark. Neither you, nor Jeremiah opened your mouths to speak and neither of you knew what to say. After about a minute of awkward silence, your partner finally spoke. “I don't know what you expect me to say about that.”

“Well, nothing, I guess. But you've been pretty quiet since we got in here, so I thought I'd give you the chance to say something.” Unsure where to go from here, you shrugged. “If you have nothing to say, we can just end this conversation here and move on to the kissing part. I'm sure someone like you will have no problem at all with something as simple as kissing, right?”

Though you hadn't done it outright, Jeremiah felt that you were doubting his abilities. Usually, his pride lied with his strength and fighting skills, but for some reason, your words gave him the desire to prove himself. “Of course not. Nothing about this game is even remotely difficult.”

“Good, then let's get this started.” Switching your position so that you were now straddling his lap, you placed your hands on his shoulders and smiled. “Lelouch will be back soon and I don't want him to stop us before we've started.”

“Of course.” Without even the smallest bit of hesitation, Jeremiah placed his large hand on the nape of your sensitive neck and brought you close. Though you were now blushing, quite badly, he payed it little mind as he pressed his lips to yours. As ready as you had been to finally claim your kiss, you hadn't been ready at all for what followed. A rapid beating heart, sweaty palms and shallow breaths were only the beginning. Your cheeks were on fire and you felt as if your body had been filled, head to toe with electricity. Suddenly ending the kiss, Jeremiah looked down at you with a smug grin resting on his lips. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yes, of course I am.” Blushing terribly from his awkward, unnecessary question, you did your very best to keep your tone even. “Why wouldn't I be?”

“I'm only making sure.” With that, he kissed you again, once more, rendering you breathless. This kiss was just as picturesque and perfect as the first had been. Red faced and terribly flustered, you didn't know how Jeremiah was remaining so calm. If he was embarrassed, even in the slightest, he did a wonderful job hiding it from you.

Mid-kiss, there was a knock at the door. “I'm coming in, your time's up.” Having given you both warning, Lelouch opened the door and turned on the lights. He could tell in an instant that you had no intention of stopping. Shaking his head, he could only sigh at the scene before him. “Not again.”