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7 minutes in heaven-GermanyYou put your hand in the box and grab a necklace with the centerpiece scratched out.
"Auch, that's me." Germany said, raising his hand.
*oh no..* You thought. You had liked him forever, but were sort of uneasy around him, because he was so strict and quite scary at times.
"Veee~! I'm-a So excited for you!" Italy shouted while jumping up and down.
"Eh..." Germany said, blushing and walked you into the closet.
"So, ve sit here and do vhas now?" He said, looking away from you, although it was very dark.
"I'm...Not sure. I think your supposed to see if you like the person that you are ~Stuck~ In the closet with." He looked back toward yo

Prussia-Seven minutesYou reached into the box and felt something partly wet and partly crusty. Out of disgust and curiosity, , you pull the item out to see a bloodies up napkin. Prussia gives out a laugh. "That's me!" He looked at you up and down confidently, but, moments later, a shroud of gloom and embarrassment fell upon him. He dragged you into the closet. "Uhhh..." He said, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Are you okay?" You asked him, placing your hand on his shoulder. He squirmed rapidly. "O-Of course I'm FINE! L-Let go of me!" He threw your hand away from him. The two of you were silent for a few moments. "Truth is..." He said shamefully/ "I've

Switzerland-Seven minutes in HeavenThe eyes were on you as you reached into the bag.
A plastic handle found its way around your index and thumb.
"A toy gun?"
You blushed at the thought of your next seven minutes.
"Ah..."
A blushing switzerland scratched his head in uncertainty.
"Yeah, That's mine."
He walked toward you uneasily, almost stumbling upon every step.
"I guess you should follow me."
He grabbed your forerarm and guided you into the pigsty of a closet.
"What the hell? Does Italy EVER clean?"
He helped you down, groping around the closet.
*click*
A light fluttered on and off rapidly until it could last on its own.
"I've never done this. I don't know ho

7 minutes in heaven-ItalyYou reached into the box nervously in hopes that the item you pick will correspond with someone you like.
You raised you hand with the item in it, your eyes were shut. You slowly open your eyes to see a bowl in your hand.
Italy springs up from the couch.
"That's-a me!" He exclaimed., doing a little dance, singing, and holding Germany's hands, making him join in.
Finally, fed up with the foolishness, Germany throws you two inside of the closet.
"I hope zis seven minutes seems like ze eternity." Germany's annoyed voice says, fading as he walks away.
"So...Do-a You like-a me?" Italy asks, leaning in, causing you to fall backwards. He's

Lithuania-Seven minutes"Aight, go ahead ___ Chan!" America said as you place your hand in the box. You feel a smooth, rectangular item, you pull it out and see a cell phone.

"T-That's me." Lithuania stands up and smiles weakly.
"Woo hoo! Get it Lithuania!!!" Latvia jokes. Lithuania blushes and takes you into the closet.
"I'll be honest with you." Lithuania said. "I've always really liked you." He said, placing his hand lightly on your shoulder.
"But I thought you liked-" "I use to, But, She;s scary, you're not. You're beautiful and smart, she's insane. I really do love YOU ____ chan." He held you tightly in his arms.
"I-I love you too." You said. You had a

7 Minutes in Heaven-JapanYou reached inside the box and felt the items.
Your hand finally grips onto something.
"A pen?"
Japan stands. "Yes." He bows. "That is me." Japan said, slightly blushing.
You also begin to blush ans he walks toward you.
"HAHAHA! You two are pathetic!" America laughed at the blushing you and Japan. Japan takes you into the closet and you both sit quietly for a minute or two.
Japan begins to grope around in the closet for something. A light flicks on, he found a flashlight. He sets in up on some of the mess in America's closet.
"N-now I can see your beautiful face." He said, placing one hand gently on your cheek. You felt the blush wo

7 Minutes in heaven austria lemon

"Aight guys!" America stepped into the room. "it's time for a new 7 minutes in heaven! Everyone ready? This is gonna be awesome yo! Rock out guys!" America shook his head and body furiously with excitement.

"May we please begin? This is already a waste of time..." Austria spoke out, rubbing his eyebrows impatiently.

"Course dude! Let's get this show on the road. Go ahead, ___. You're the girl, and I know you want 'somma of this, so you better get my item sexy!"

You were irritated by his comment and determined not to get his item. You felt a smooth, soft
and rectangular item, and picked it up. It was a piece of ivory.

"Why...that's my it

BritainXreader 7 minutes

It was that time again. The 7 minutes in heaven party. America loved the chance to stick people with others they didn't even know. Surprisingly, you were very excited and ready for anything, or so you thought. When you walked into the crowded room, your confidence went down the drain. All the faces and conversation floating about deflated and belief in yourself you had initially.

"Hey! If it isn't "___"! It's great to see you again!" America stepped up and hugged you.
"Ready to get this party started?" America saluted you and walked away. "Okay guys! It's party time! You ready mother f-"

"That's quite enough, you wanker. Let us begin." Br

Mistletoe - 2p! Italy

...In a dark room.

Wait What? America doesn't own a room this dark. Only...

"Aww~ You're Awake? I was hoping to have some 'fun' while you were asleep!"

Your left eye twitched. You recognised that voice. America would never invite him. He wouldn't even try to face him. You cocked your head to on side and spit at the ground.

"...That's wasn't nice Bella~" The voice purred. You grinned. "Hah. Manners? You wouldn't care a thing about manners. So why now eh? Lucy?" A knife shot at you and hit the wall, barely missing your face.

"My name isn't Lucy, Bella. It's Luciano Vargas." Luciano hissed, stepping out from the shadows. You chuckled darkly

Hetalia seven minutes in heaven Turkey

You pull a packet of sugar out of the hat. "Oh sugar, I like sugar!" You rip into the little white package and pour the contents into your mouth.

"I see you are a lover of sweet things, so am I." Turkey had somehow managed to get behind you, he smelled like uber sweet coffee. You took a deep breath in and seized the sweet smell you so adored.

"I love anything sweet: cake cookies, coffee, chocolate, fudge… you get the point." Turkey began to speak again but America cut him off.

"Ok man we get it, who doesn't like sweets? Now please continue your boring conversation in my closet." America made a gesture for you two to get you

Hetalia Seven Minutes in heaven Greece

You pull a stuffed kitten out of the hat. "Oh my god, it's so cute, can I please keep it?" No one answered you. "I'll take that as a yes, but who's is this?" Romano threw a tomato at Greece, waking him up.

"Hmm, what I miss?" Greece rubbed his eyes and stretched. "Oh, you have my gift…I forgot what that means…" He stood there with a confused smile on his sleepy face.

"Oh come on man, really? Take the girl to the closet already." America pushed you two into the closet and locked the door. "Now don't fall asleep on her ok?"

"But it's so cozy in here, and dark too." Greece yawned and cuddled into your lap. "Would you like to

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"Buon Natale, (F/n)!" Feliciano greeted you as he walked through the door. He was tightly bundled in many layers of winter clothes, while the tall German behind him only had a few.

Grinning, you embraced the small Italian and placed a light kiss on both of his cheeks. "Merry Christmas, Feli," you said warmly, "And Ludwig." The giant man leaned down so you could peck his cheek as well.

The German blushed and mumbled something along the lines of, "Frohe Weihnachten."

Still smiling, you stood by the door and greeted each guest as they shuffled in. Many languages saying "Merry Christmas" filled your e

Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Iceland

You stick your hand into the hat and pull out a piece of licorice. "Eww, whose is this?"

"It's mine, if you don't want it give it here, I'll eat it." Iceland snatched it from your hand and started eating it.

"That's nasty, who knows what else was stuffed in that hat. You should be more careful what you eat...little brother." Norway gave Iceland a teasing look.

"Stop calling me that, I hate it." Iceland began stomping his way to the closet. You weren't sure if it was such a good idea to follow him or not, but America didn't leave you much of a choice. He practically threw you in with Iceland and locked the door behind him. Afraid to

He's just a teddy bear russiaxreader

The large group of people gathered together in the room.
You felt out of place and waited for something to happen.
Suddenly, America stepped in and smiled. "Hey guys! You ready for this shit? It's gonna be great! Ohh, looky here who came! If it isn't ___-chan." America gave you a thumbs up.
"Ready for this?" You nodded and walked over to the crowed gathered around a bucket.
They let you go first...you felt around in the bucket and finally lifted your hand.
It was Russia. You got Russia's name! You shivered. Russia didn't seem like the most trustworthy person.

"Oh, would you look at that?" A smiling Russia was behind you, his hands on

Romano X reader

"Hey guys! It's time for seven minutes in heaven! It's been such a long time! I hope you all are ready!"
America gave a thumbs up to the crowd. You stood in embarrassment, this was your first time coming to a party, and you only came because your friend made you.
"Since you're one of the only ladies here, why d-don't you go? I'd rather not...b-be stuck in a closet with a boy..."
Canada said shyly.
"S-sure."
You walked up the the enormous hat and reached in.
You felt a furry, irregular shape; it was a fake mustache.
"Hey-a that's me..."
Romano blushed and looked at you.
You smiled and walked toward him timidly.
"You two have fun no

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7 minutes in heaven-Turkey

by =Retartedfangirl22, Apr 20, 2011, 11:14:15 AM
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You pull out of the box a beautiful mask, one used for a mascaraed ball.
Turkey immediately stands up and says.
"Ha! YEAH! That's me!"
He ran over to you, placing the mask on your face.
"Looks great on you... Now let's go!"
He put you i the closet.
"So, we see if we like each other? Cool, sounds good to me." He put you on top of him and cuddled with you, kissing your lips and rubbing your back. He was a very good kisser, one of which to make you blush greatly.
"So, you seem really nice, but your also being really quiet." He said, looking at you.
"Well, I've just been nervous, your really nice too..."
"Is that right?" He asked ,holding you once more, and kissing you deeply, showing signs of deep happiness.
You never had liked him, as a matter of fact, you were kind of scared of him, but his kindness had changed your thoughts.
"Taste like sugar." He said, licking your lips.
You giggled, and the door was opened.
"Okay, guys, we didn't time you, but, truth is, you two creep me out. Go to...somewhere else." America said, irritated.
"Do you want to go with me?" Turkey asked.
"Yes, That...That would be nice." And you both went to his home, being not only lovers, but the closest of friends.