Spin the Bottle (Denmark x reader)

“Ugh” You sighed wearily climbing up the creaky wooden stairs of Austria’s house. You could hear Mathias’s shouts and orders from far above, as well as the pounding of everyone else’s feet as they ran around the rooms searching for Emil.

So close… yet so far. You reflected on the events that had occurred a mere few seconds ago…

You frowned, staring at the bottle. Kneeling down you gently took it in your grasp and spun it. Mathias glanced around “hey where’s Emil?” he shouted just as the bottle slowed to point at him.

“He’s not getting out of this one! Come on guys lets go get him” the circle dissolved as you spluttered and protested.

Your last chance had slipped out of your hands. “What a troll” you muttered reaching the top of the five story mansion to be confronted with an old door.

The white paint was chipped and peeling, the doorknob was coated with a thick layer of grime. You stopped and hesitated for a moment before grasping its disgusting surface. You shoved against it; the door trembled then gave way as the knob practically dissolved in your now moist hand.

You stumbled forward into a small dusty little room with on boarded up window and a wardrobe. You steadied yourself and glanced around. No use searching in here, it looked like no one had been there in a hundred years.
You made a mental note to dare Prussia to sleep up here for the night and try to prank him, you swiveled around to leave.

POW!

You collided with something study and fell back onto the floor. Dazed you stared at the dark figure waiting for your vision to clear.

After two very long seconds you recognized Mathias, albeit a very confused looking one.

“Goddamnit Mathias!” you yelled, suddenly becoming aware of the sharp pain in the back of your head.

“Watch where you’re going!”

He snorted “Me? I was standing here the whole time, you ran into me”

You scrambled to your feet “I hope you’re happy. I could have jabbed myself on a nail and gotten tetanus.”

You smoothed your clothes, straightened up, and started to leave. He smoothly stepped into your way “hold up, aren’t you forgetting something?”

“No” you stepped to the side and tried to continue, he blocked again. “Are you sure?” “Quite sure” you tried swiftly dodging him only to end up facing a shut door.

“You couldn’t have forgotten” he cooed “especially since you’ve had a crush on me for months” you were glad you were facing the door so he couldn’t see your bright red cheeks ‘he knows?’ you grabbed the broken door knob and started to pull it open as you laughed without emotion.

He firmly pressed his hand against the door and shut it. He grasped your shoulders and wheeled you round to face him “you owe me a kiss”

‘Don’t faint don’t faint don’t faint’ you thought frantically.

He smirked and leaned in “pay up” he tried to squirm free but failed as he caught your lips in a tender kiss. When it was broken he laughed at your red face.

“What was it that made you fall madly in love with me? Was it my luscious hair? Or my striking blue eyes?” You recovered and made a face “Nope. It was the little black hat!”

He chuckled “That’s why I love you ___”

You blushed before you could reply there was gasping sound and soft thud from the wardrobe.

“What in the-?” You both hurried over to the wardrobe and opened it. Emil fell out, in a dead faint.