"Okay...all of you have your numbers right?" Everyone nodded as they raised their hand to show a ripped piece of paper with a number on it.

"Good. I made another set of papers that have everyone's number on it so that we can choose who goes." Lisa raised a hat that had pieces of paper that were scrunched up.

"Now who wants to chose first?" Almost everyone raised their hands trying to get the chance of picking numbers to see who the first pair would be. Jimin had his hand raised and luckily, Lisa choose him.

"You...Jimin was it? Pick the first number. Here." She handed the hat over to him and he placed his hand inside shuffling the pieces of papers with numbers again before picking one.

"Thirty-six." Jimin read aloud before tossing it back in. Everyone looked around to see who this thirty-six belonged to. Jimin was glad that it wasn't him he hated the thought of being the first one to go.

"Who is thirty-six?" Lisa asked as everyone looked at their pieces of paper to make sure it wasn't them.

"Oh I'm sorry that would be me." Namjoon stood up and had about fifty pairs of eyes looking at him.

"Namjoon you're the first! Great now let's pick the next person! Jimin pick again!"

Jimin placed his hand inside once more and shuffled the pieces of paper to make sure that he would get the same number again. He felt the pieces of paper making sure to pick the one that stood out the most to him. Alas, he found the lucky number.

"Fourteen." Again, the same process of looking at pieces of paper began, but this time was shorter because the owner of the number shot up quickly.

"That's me." Jimin turned to see who it was and was actually surprised to see who he had picked. It was Jin. He had picked Jin's number.

"Okay now that we have our two people, we will send them off to the closet in the darkness for exactly 7 minutes. Do whatever you please but please just don't have quick sex in there." Some people laughed at the last part and others just commented saying how that was unfair while others made a disgusted look on their faces.

Everybody started cheering as Namjoon and Jin entered the closet and shut the door behind them. Lisa had a timer and had set it to 7 minutes.

"Let the 7 minutes in heaven begin." She said as she let the timer begin. Immediately everyone began mumbling and chatting with their predictions of what was happening in the closet at the exact moment.

Jimin was left alone with Jungkook and Taehyung who didn't pay attention to him because they were deep in their conversation of the predictions they had which made him feel left out and would also consider him as a third-wheel.

Jimin instead focused on the people in the room. He would be lying to if he said that he was actually looking at everyone because the only person that deserved his full attention would be Yoongi.

He didn't care for the other people that were trying to get his attention, all he cared was to admire every possible thing about Yoongi that he probably didn't notice about himself.

For instance, he was talking with the popular Hoseok and it looked like it was a fun conversation because every few minutes, Yoongi would laugh and his gummy smile which Jimin called it, showed and Jimin would scream internally because he found adorable.

Another thing he noticed was that his mint hair locks went well with his pale white skin. Mentioning his skin, it looked smooth and soft if only he could go over and touch-

"Hey guys! You're done! How was it? Tell me I want to know" Lisa was quickly at the entrance of the closet where Jin and Namjoon had just exited.

"It was really dark...but overall, it was fun" as Jin finished his statement, he glanced over at his boyfriend whose cheeks were turning a bright red showing how warm he was getting at the thoughts of what had happened in the closet. Everyone in the crowd gasped and giggled bringing dirty thoughts to mind trying to guess what had happened in the closet.

"Sounds fun! Well! Now you two will each choose a number from the hat to decide who goes next." The couple nodded and walked over to the hat that they loved since it let their dear friend Jimin chose them and not one of them with a complete stranger. The crowd went silent as each took a turn to put their hands inside to choose a number.

"Nineteen?" Jin questioned as he looked up from his piece of paper to look for the owner of the number. Jimin almost panicked because his number was eighteen so it was close.

Who knows what number Yoongi could have gotten, there were at least sixty different possible numbers that could have chosen Yoongi as their owner and Jimin wanted to know it so bad.

"That would be me." It was a complete stranger from the crowd and it just annoyed Jimin because he was hoping that the owner to that number would be Yoongi.

"Twenty-two" Namjoon said as he waited for the owner of the number to speak.

Silence.

Namjoon took the initiative to walk around looking at everyone's little piece of paper since no one responded until he finally came to the owner.

It was a stranger as well but when he stood up, everyone started murmuring and whispering. To Jimin, it seemed that the pair had a little history because he heard the girl next to him whisper something about cheating and betrayal.

"Okay! You two now go in the closet and stay there for 7 minutes." Lisa walked over to the owners of the numbers and helped them walk to the closet because it seemed that their legs didn't want to bring them there.

The same process of number picking continued and each time Jimin was glad it wasn't him. He also paid close attention to the owners of the numbers just in case one of them belonged to Yoongi.

Jin and Namjoon had sat back down and Jimin asked his question that everyone else had when the couple came out of the closet.

"What happened in there?" Jimin asked, not bothering to pay attention to the strangers that were coming out of the closet since their time was over.

"Nothing interesting" Jin whispered not wanting anyone else to hear and come asking questions.

"Namjoon didn't make it seem like it was nothing" Jin didn't get the chance to explain himself because the next numbers were being pronounced and so he shifted his attention to the people.

"Thirty-five?" The girl questioned as she quickly put the paper back in and rushed back to her seat feeing embarrassed that she had been picked before. It took nearly 10 seconds for the owner to react.

"That's me" Everyone looked in the direction of where to voice came from. Jimin also looked and he was shocked. It was Yoongi.

"Eighteen?" The boy questioned as he looked over at Jimin.

How the fuck did he know eighteen was his number?

"That's me." Jimin stood up from his seat and almost sat back down because everyone was staring at him.

Number thirty-five was Yoongi's number.

Eighteen was Jimin's Number.