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“The closet is empty and it needs two more players to fill it up.” Using large, overly dramatic hand gestures as he spoke, Present Mic took his place in front of the group for what must have felt like the hundredth time. “So the question is, which two of you is it going to be? Well, we're about to find out, right now!” After quickly winding his arm in a large circle several times, he finally tossed the balls into the crowd.

“I got one!” Catching one of the balls with ease, you jumped out of your seat and proudly held it overhead. “Who got the other one?” Before anyone had a chance to answer, you spotted the other ball in Sato's hand. “Oh! There you are.” As you hurried to join him, you noticed a small red mark in the center of his forehead. Though the mark was already fading, it was still enough to make you wince. “Did it hit you in the head? Present Mic really needs to work on his aim, doesn't he?”

“Y-yeah.” His cheeks now more red than the mark had been, Sato nodded. “That might be a good idea.”

“Well come on.” After a quick nod of agreement, you took your partner by the arm and began tugging him towards the closet. “Let's get this thing started.” Half dragging Sato all the way there, you stepped into the closet, released your hold on his arm and shut the door. “Huh. It's pretty tight in here, isn't it? I guess that's a good thing though. At least players can't try to hide or run away from each other this way. Not that I'm sure why they'd want to, but still.” Dismissing the subject with a shrug, you turned your attention to your rather silent partner. “Are you going to say anything? You're being really quiet.”

Obviously very much out of his comfort zone, Sato began awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck. “You were talking, and I don't really know what to say.”

“That's okay. Talking is totally optional for this game anyway.” Though you were sure it would only make his light blush worse, you shot Sato a playful wink. “I just realized I had been talking a lot and wanted to give you the chance to say something if you wanted to.” Suddenly covering your mouth, you cleared your throat and stopped yourself from going off on another tangent. “I had better stop now or I start rambling again.” Only now realizing that you had yet to take a seat, you plopped down right in front of your partner. Once seated, you didn't say anything else. You simply watched as Sato's cheeks and ears changed shades of red.

After about ten or so seconds of this, he finally found his voice. “What are you looking at?” Before his question was even finished, he began instinctively wiping his face, as if there were something on it.

“There's nothing on your face.” Not even attempting to hide your true intentions, you let your lips curl into a mischievous grin. “I was just watching to see how red you'd get.”

As expected, this knowledge only added fuel to the fire. “Oh.”

“You know, I wouldn't have thought you were the type to get all flustered and stuff, but I guess I was wrong.” He was so flushed at this point, you almost felt bad about teasing him. Not nearly bad enough to stop though. “Still, it's pretty cute seeing someone all big and tough turn bright red. You're like a big teddy bear.”

Eyes downcast, Sato shook his head, eager to deny your compliment. “I don't know about all that.”

“I do. I bet you're just as sweet as the cakes you bake.” Taking his face in your hands, you left him nowhere to look but at you. “Aww, look. You're even redder.”

Unable to take any more of your teasing, Sato could only manage to say a single word. “Please...”

“Okay, okay. I'm sorry.” You weren't really, but if you didn't stop teasing him now, you may not have time to actually play the game. “I'll stop talking and start kissing.”

Sure he must have misheard you, Sato's eyes went wide. “Huh?” Still holding his face in your hands, you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, making it clear that he had heard you right.

Almost before your short kiss began, a loud buzzing sound echoed through the closet. A split second after the buzzing started, Present Mic swung open the door and turned on the lights. “That sound means your time is up. Out you go.”

“We're going.” Already on your feet, you helped Sato, who was still in a slight state of shock, off of the ground and led him out of the closet. Only a couple of steps away from the door, you turned to face him and smiled wide. “So, any chance you need a taste tester for your sweets?”

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“The closet is empty and it needs two more players to fill it up.” Using large, overly dramatic hand gestures as he spoke, Present Mic took his place in front of the group for what must have felt like the hundredth time. “So the question is, which two of you is it going to be? Well, we're about to find out, right now!” After quickly winding his arm in a large circle several times, he finally tossed the balls into the crowd.

“I got one!” Catching one of the balls with ease, you jumped out of your seat and proudly held it overhead. “Who got the other one?” Before anyone had a chance to answer, you spotted the other ball in Sato's hand. “Oh! There you are.” As you hurried to join him, you noticed a small red mark in the center of his forehead. Though the mark was already fading, it was still enough to make you wince. “Did it hit you in the head? Present Mic really needs to work on his aim, doesn't he?”

“Y-yeah.” His cheeks now more red than the mark had been, Sato nodded. “That might be a good idea.”

“Well come on.” After a quick nod of agreement, you took your partner by the arm and began tugging him towards the closet. “Let's get this thing started.” Half dragging Sato all the way there, you stepped into the closet, released your hold on his arm and shut the door. “Huh. It's pretty tight in here, isn't it? I guess that's a good thing though. At least players can't try to hide or run away from each other this way. Not that I'm sure why they'd want to, but still.” Dismissing the subject with a shrug, you turned your attention to your rather silent partner. “Are you going to say anything? You're being really quiet.”

Obviously very much out of his comfort zone, Sato began awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck. “You were talking, and I don't really know what to say.”

“That's okay. Talking is totally optional for this game anyway.” Though you were sure it would only make his light blush worse, you shot Sato a playful wink. “I just realized I had been talking a lot and wanted to give you the chance to say something if you wanted to.” Suddenly covering your mouth, you cleared your throat and stopped yourself from going off on another tangent. “I had better stop now or I start rambling again.” Only now realizing that you had yet to take a seat, you plopped down right in front of your partner. Once seated, you didn't say anything else. You simply watched as Sato's cheeks and ears changed shades of red.

After about ten or so seconds of this, he finally found his voice. “What are you looking at?” Before his question was even finished, he began instinctively wiping his face, as if there were something on it.

“There's nothing on your face.” Not even attempting to hide your true intentions, you let your lips curl into a mischievous grin. “I was just watching to see how red you'd get.”

As expected, this knowledge only added fuel to the fire. “Oh.”

“You know, I wouldn't have thought you were the type to get all flustered and stuff, but I guess I was wrong.” He was so flushed at this point, you almost felt bad about teasing him. Not nearly bad enough to stop though. “Still, it's pretty cute seeing someone all big and tough turn bright red. You're like a big teddy bear.”

Eyes downcast, Sato shook his head, eager to deny your compliment. “I don't know about all that.”

“I do. I bet you're just as sweet as the cakes you bake.” Taking his face in your hands, you left him nowhere to look but at you. “Aww, look. You're even redder.”

Unable to take any more of your teasing, Sato could only manage to say a single word. “Please...”

“Okay, okay. I'm sorry.” You weren't really, but if you didn't stop teasing him now, you may not have time to actually play the game. “I'll stop talking and start kissing.”

Sure he must have misheard you, Sato's eyes went wide. “Huh?” Still holding his face in your hands, you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, making it clear that he had heard you right.

Almost before your short kiss began, a loud buzzing sound echoed through the closet. A split second after the buzzing started, Present Mic swung open the door and turned on the lights. “That sound means your time is up. Out you go.”

“We're going.” Already on your feet, you helped Sato, who was still in a slight state of shock, off of the ground and led him out of the closet. Only a couple of steps away from the door, you turned to face him and smiled wide. “So, any chance you need a taste tester for your sweets?”