Spin the Bottle (China x reader)

“We are standing in a circle” Prussia began, as you drank deeply from your cup of (favorite drink), “because we are about to play duck, duck, goose. No seriously we’re going to play spin the bottle”

You choked then spat out your drink.

“What!” you cried “Prussia you know I don’t like that game!” he grinned evilly and winked.

“You first Francis” he said, Francis grinned around the circle then spun it, smirking confidently.

It slowed pointing at Ivan; Francis’s smirk dropped like a rock, and was replaced with an about-to-burst-out-crying expression.

Ivan eyed him with disapproval. “Well?” he asked coldly “get on with it”
Francis looked around for help then sighed resignedly.

“Ok verbal will, ____ you get my apartment, and Prussia you get my address book” Prussia fist pumped, ‘address book’ was code for girlfriends’ past and present phone numbers.
He stood before Ivan and shut his eyes drew his fist back and punched him. Francis rather danced a few feet away and watched Ivan’s reaction warily.

Ivan began to glow purple Francis squeaked in fright everyone in the circle took a step back… the glow lasted for a few seconds then subsided Ivan visually relaxed.

“I’m good,” he said casually retrieving a sunflower from his pocket.

Everyone relaxed.

“I’m alive!” Francis said relieved.

“Can I still have your address book?” Prussia asked.

“Hell no!”

“Do I still get the apartment?” you asked, he grinned.

“Nooooo, but I wouldn’t mind if you moved in,”

“Shut up” you, said shoving him back to his spot.

He was your best friend, you both pretended to be an item so no one would hit on you it was an agreement you both had.

In truth, you had a monster crush on Yao and had confided in Francis and Francis only.
It was Kiku’s turn, he knelt down and oddly enough everyone except you, Yao, and of course, Kiku checked his or her watches.

As if on cue, the doorbell rang. “____ can you and Yao go pay the man at the door?” Prussia asked pulling a twenty-dollar bill out of his pocket and handing it to you.

“Sure” you say, Yao nods slightly.

You and he exited and hurried down the stairs to the door, and opened it.

A young man for about sixteen stood with his hand out, tapping his foot impatiently, you handed him the bill, and he inspected it, and pocketed the green.

“Suckers” he chuckled strolling away.

You glanced at Yao, who shrugged; you shut the door and started back up the stairs.
Oddly enough, inside the room, everyone seemed out of breath and nervous, Kiku and Elizabeth were missing.

“Where is my little brother?” Yao asked suspiciously.

“Um he had to go and so did Elizabeth” Alfred said hastily.

“It’s your turn Yao,” Francis said with the slightest hint of mischief.

Yao glanced at you, and then blushed; he spun the bothersome thing and waited. It was still going at full, speed when it stopped dead pointing at you.

That was physically impossible! It couldn’t do that was out some sort of interference! Then it hit you, it was pointing at you!

‘Oh no’ you thought ‘no, no, no, no, no’ not him anyone but him!
You turned crimson and looked over at Yao:

Ditto on the crimson.

He shuffled up to you everyone tensed.

“k-kawaii” he muttered, looked around the circle, and then planted a quick kiss on your lips.

“NOW!” Francis yelled, everyone sprinted for the door scrambling out, Elizabeth’s grinning face appeared, and then the door was slammed.

“HEY!” you and Yao said in unison running up to it.

He rattled the knob, while you pounded on the door.

“Let us out!”

“Francis, you will pay for this!” Yao cried,

“Hey you two get busy in there” Francis called, cackling.

You both turned red, you looked over your shoulder to see the bottle floating in mid air!

Wait no, it was suspended by a wire, someone in the attic was pulling it up, it had all been rigged!

“Kiku are you up there?” Yao asked sounding betrayed the bottle fell to the floor.

“I’m sorry brother but you left us no choice” came Kiku’s voice there was the sound of footsteps above and he was gone.

“What did he mean by that?” you asked, Yao blushed.

“I-I wouldn’t know” he stuttered.

“Yes you would!” Francis shrieked from the stairwell.

“Shut up!” Yao yelled.

“Me?” Francis called “me? Look who’s talking you should get down to business IF you know what I mean.”

You could almost see him nudging, Prussia, and winking.

The atmosphere became very uncomfortable all of a sudden and an awkward silence stretched between you both.

You inched toward the couch and sat down he settled down besides you.
There was another pause suddenly he grabbed your shoulders and gave you another kiss except this one was longer and more passionate.

When he let you go he stared down at his feet “I’ve liked you for a long time” he mumbled.

“YOU WHAT?” you screeched tackling him “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?”

“I-I thought you and Francis were…” he trailed off

“Heck no!” you say, “That was just so no one would hit on me, I like you too!”

Suddenly, a chorus of voice came from the other side of the door, the bad touch trio singing in horrible screechy voices ‘matchmaker, matchmaker.’