Prussia-Seven minutes

You 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 never liked..or had a girlfriend. I grew up around only men." He said, turning his face away from yours. You placed both hands on his face bringing your foreheads and noses together. "It's alright." you said, and his blush intensified. "But...But I've always liked YOU." He said. "____ Chan...Will...*sigh* Will you be my first girlfriend?" He asked, obviously feeling pitiful for showing you how soft he was. "I'd love that." You said, leaning in and deeply kissing him on the mouth. His hands traveled up your shirt, exploring your beautiful body. You could feel him quiver with excitement. He fell over you, resting his weight on his hands and looking at you. "I really like this..." He said, and continued kissing your neck. The door opened. "Yo man! Get off her, your turn is over!" America dragged you two out, for Prussia wouldn't budge. He put you in the middle of the floor, and there, Prussia decided to give everyone a show.