A plastic rose >France<

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You felt something like a cloth, and pulled it out and it was a plastic rose. You knew who it was.

Crap.... It was FRANCE!

"Hey, ___. Who did you get?" And America saw the rose. And France saw me holding his token...

"Well, ___, let's go to the closet shall we?" He pushed me torwards the closet, but before we entered the closet, America said "Seven minutes... Oh, and ___ just yell 'rape' if he tries to do something..." I nodded and America closed the door and started the timer.

It was pitch black. "Please leave me alone France and don't touch me please..." even you can't see anything, you know he's smirking and looking at you. "Why would I do that?" He approached you and suddenly (without notice) he pinned you on the wall and kissing your neck. "What the f*ck are you doing?!" You were trying to push him away but he ssuddenly pinned your arms on the wall. "I really like you, ___." "I-" You were about to say something but you relized he kissed you in the lips. He unpinned your arms try to see what is your reaction.. "Did you like it?" He asked you and you just nodded and smiled.

"I r-relized that.... I love you France..." You pulled his collar to kiss you again. And you laced your arms around his neck and his arms wrapped to your waist. "You'll be only mine..." He kissed your neck and found your soft spot and nibbled it and you moaned.

"You- WAAA!!! SHE ACTUALLY LET HIM!!" America shouted when he opened the door. You unlaced your arms from his neck and France stood beside you when he unwrapped his arms from your waist. America pulled France away from you and you walked out of the closet.

It took me hours and I forgot to tell you: I don't own Hetalia nor the Characters...

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