America had no place to hold the party. The last party had been a disaster. Zealand went crazy, in "mecha mode" he called it, so America was in the process of fixing his house.
You readily agreed to this proposition and prepared the snacks and your bedroom, instead of a closet. You got to be the one to draw from the names today since you were the house donor.
As you finished cleaning, a few people were already walking into your house.
"Whoa! Hey guys! You're a bit early! Sorry about the food...I'm not quite done.." You smiled.
"It's quite fine, I'rr herp you if you want." Japan finished placing the snacks on the table while china threw streamers and panda goodie bags around the entry way.
Suddenly, without your noticing, your entire house was full of people. America made it to the center with a speaker. "Listen up guys! Get yo fine booties over here! It's time! It is time!" He stepped away and allowed you to the center, where'd you choose.
You took the very first name. It read "Hong Kong" on it. You had known Hong Kong for a very long time, but he was rather quiet, spending most of his time drawing or looking at the latest fashion.
He stepped forward and gently smiled, happening to blush a bit. He bowed slightly and followed you to the room. "It's been a while...it's so good to see you, ___." He looked happy to see you. "I really wanted to show you something though...." He removed the sketchbook from his bag. "I drew something for you." The blush reappeared. He was shaking.
"Hey, it's ok, calm down..." You rubbed his shoulder, trying to comfort him. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine b-but, I'm just scared you won't like it..." He looked intense, staring at the cover of his sketchbook as If he was debating.
"I promise I'll love it. I've loved everything you've ever drawn!" You insured him once again, becoming eager to see whatever he had drawn.
"Okay...well here goes. " He opened the sketchbook. It was you and him under a weeping willow. You were huddled together, laughing and holding a heart charm. "I really like you. But I didn't know how to express it...so I drew it instead..." His face went blank.
"I love it. " You'd felt the same way. You enjoyed so much about him.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the same heart-charmed necklace as in the drawing. "I made it for you..." He looked away.
You couldn't help but cry. You threw yourself into his arms and awaited his returned embrace. He wrapped his arms tightly around you and kissed you.
"I would really like it...if you'd come and stay with me..." He was wishing that you'd say yes.
"Really?" Your eyes grew wide. "I'd love that...I really would." You couldn't help but kiss him.
The door opened. "America was afraid to deal with cuddling and kissing, which I see never fails...okay you two wankers...come out..." Britain walked away. It was your house.
You shut the door and locked it tight.