"Pick something, Ma Chere." Francis said while shoving a hat your direction. Please let me get America. You have had a crush on America for a while. Sure, he could be loud and obnoxious....and not want to share his food but you liked him anyways. Reaching into the hat you grabbed a small piece of folder paper. Please, please, please, let it be him. You carefully unfolded the paper to almost have your heart jump out of your chest. Written on the piece of paper was the word 'America'.
"Who did you get dude?!" You heard America yell behind you.
"I-I got you, America." You said nervously not knowing if he would say no to going into the closet with you.
"Awesome! Let's go!" America grabbed your hand and pulled you into a dark closet. Outside the door you could hear the Btt signature laughs and Japan saying something about needing his camera.
"America... I have something I need to tell you." You were glad that inside the closet it was pitch black so America couldn't see how embarrassed you we're.
"What is it, (F/N)?"
" I like you, America." You said barely above a whisper.
"R-really?! I like you too! (F/N), will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes! I would love to be your girlfriend!" You carefully stepped forward trying to find America. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and a pair of lips were placed on the back of your neck. You turned around and wrapped your arms around his neck and smashed your lips onto his. He pulled back and started kissing down your neck, biting some parts of your neck causing you to moan softly. The closet flooded with light and you heard a click of a camera. You and America both looked to see Japan with his camera and France laughing. Quickly America let go of you and started chasing Japan trying to get his camera. I love that idiot.
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Hetalia One Shots
FanfictionHetalia x reader one shots. I do not own any pictures. All character belong to Hidekazu Himaruya besides you. ***REQUESTS ARE OPEN***