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Seven Minutes in Heaven (Russia)

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You squeeze your eyes shut as you reach your hand in, praying that you wouldn't get your crush. You pull your hand out and slowly open your eyes to find yourself staring at a...


Vodka Bottle With A Small Sunflower Printed On The Glass

"Could this be anymore Russia?" you chuckled to yourself. 

"I really don't care what you got get in the damn closet!" Prussia laughed, shoving you into the closet where a tall man was already waiting. 

You trip into his chest and feel his arms wrap around you to steady you. You clutch his coat, smelling that odd mixture of vodka, sunflowers and snow. 

"Hey, Russia." you said easily, waiting for the greeting kiss he gave everyone. 

"(Y/n)," he said, a blush drifting past his pale face as he released you. 

You pouted, unhappy that you didn't get a kiss from your crush. "Russia," you said, a bit confused as he turned away from you, "Where's my kiss?" 

You frowned as a small noise left his throat and you forced him to look at you. But, before you could ask again, he swiftly leaned down and pecked you lips. Smiling softly at the Russian, you stand on your toes and grab his neck. 

"Don't tell your sister." you whisper, kissing him carefully. He wraps something warm around your neck but you don't bother looking, feeling him bend down to lift you up bridal style, never breaking the kiss. Finally, you break apart for air but you can't get far for his scarf was looped around both out your necks. You decided instead to cuddle into his chest, closing your eyes and feeling him breath into your hair. 

"(Y/n), I love everything about you." Russia murmured, "I love how your smile can light up a room, how you smell like sunshine," he squeezes you tighter, "How warm you are..." He nudges your forehead with his own, making you stare into his beautiful violet eyes. "I love you." 

"I-" before you can answer, the door is thrown open by Belarus, but she isn't mad.

"Brother!" she smiles, "Ukraine and I, we were so afraid you would be alone but you love her, da?"

"Da," Russia said fondly, nuzzling into your hair again, "And she loves me."

"Da!" you giggled, pulling his into one more kiss.

Fun fact: That kissing this about him, how he greets people with a kiss on the lips, totally not my idea! Hima-papa came up with it! Also, Happy Birthday To Me! (And :iconvengefulamber:)
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Me: Uh... Bela, are you okay? I-I don't like this Belarus! WHERE'S THE REAL ONE!?

Belarus: :T

Russia: *quietly* Isn't it a good thing that she's okay with us being together, da?