Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven America

         "Let's see dudes, who should I let go next?" America tapped his chin twice, then pulled you up to the center of the room. "You look like you're dying to play, why don't you go ahead and picks something out for yourself?"

Without a word, you pulled a piece of cheese from inside the hat. "Yeah, this is creative, who's is this?"

"Dude, that's totally mine!" America threw the hat at Ukraine, picked you up and locked the two of you inside of the dark closet. "Man, we totally lucked out getting each other huh?" He plopped down on the floor with you still in his arms.

"I guess so, I mean I really wasn't interested in playing, but getting you makes it a little better." You liked America, but there was no way you were just going to come out and tell him that.

"A little better? Come on now man, you've hurt my feelings… I'm the best player here by far. I'm the hero! I'm really glad you picked me, I wouldn't want to be stuck in a dark, cramped closet with anyone else." America snuggled you tight and nuzzled you on the neck. "Besides, I know you like me… Italy told me. He couldn't keep a secret if his life depended on it."

"I have no idea what you're talking about, I never told Italy anything like that…" You were blushing now.

"Really? Because he said that you had a few too many wines over at France's last party, and you started blabbing about all kinds of embarrassing crap. Guess he was just making it up." You could tell America was smirking at you.

After thinking for a second, you did kind of remember that party, and the wine. Maybe you had said something you shouldn't have to Italy. "I… Italy doesn't know what he's talking about."

"Oh, so if I were to kiss you, it would totally make you sick right?" America leaned in close to you, wrapping his arms around you tighter to ensure you couldn't get away. "Cuz, I wouldn't want to go and make you sick or anything like that dude."

"Well, I don't think I'd get sick, I'm just sa-" America took advantage of your mouth being open and kissed you feverishly. You wrapped your arms back around him and kissed him back with the same passion.

After a moment he pulled away, a wide grin on his face. "You know, I've kind of liked you for a while now. So I really think we should go out or something. You know, unless I'm making you sick."

Your face flamed. "I'd like that too."He didn't let you say anything else before he began to kiss you again. America began to lower you to the floor as you could hear the door unlock.

"America It's been seven minutes" Italy chirped as he swung open the door and allowed light to flood in the closet.

"My closet, I get as long as I want. Now lock it back up and guard the door." America shut the door and continued kissing you as he caressed your face.

"Okay, I'm-a guarding the door America. You can' count on me." Italy locked the door and began to hum, leaving you alone with America.