Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. If I did I would be a billionaire.
A/N: my first seven minutes in heaven deal, so if it's not "steamy" enough for you
sorry, but I still don't feel comfy bout writin' *cough*sex*cough* scenes. But I will try!
Seven Minutes in Heaven: Intro
You sighed heavily. Why on earth did you let yourself be dragged to one of America's outrageous parties
again? The last one was bad enough when the police showed up (thank the Bad Touch Trio for that). You rolled your (e/c) eyes thinking about how much of a disaster it was. But here you were, walking up to America's doorstep, already hearing music blaring and people yelling and screaming. You were about to knock on the door when it flung open to reveal none other than America himself.
"Dude, (y/n), you actually showed up!" America yelled over the loud music.
"Well, you kind of pushed me to come
" you mumbled.
"Never mind." God, he was so oblivious sometimes. You sighed again as you walked in to observe the party. It looked a lot like the last one. England already looked drunk and was probably about to pass out or start stripping. France was groping anyone he saw, man or woman. You made a mental note to not go near him. Prussia was irritating the crap out of Germany by saying that he was more "awesome" than him. Then there was Romano strangling Italy over something. Everyone else was minding their own business.
"So what are we going to do, just dance all night?" You asked the American.
"Nope," he grinned, "We are going to play Seven Minutes in Heaven!"
This was going to be fun. You get stuck in a closet with some hot guy? That is heaven!
"Here, (y/n), draw an item from this hat!" America shouted excitedly.
You eagerly put your hand into the hat
OK! Now you get to choose which item you draw!
1. Maple Leaf
6. Matador cape
A/N: Hope you choose the right one! They're pretty easy to guess! XD