Spin the Bottle (Switzerland x reader)

Vash cast a suspicious glance towards Alfred.

“This isn’t going to cost me anything is it?” Alfred rolled his eyes

“No! For heaven’s sake this is a party at least try to pretend you’re having fun. This game won’t cost anything!” Vash cautiously inched towards the circle

“Except maybe your dignity” Alfred added under his breath.

“What?”

“Nothing, nothing…”

Vash took his place and you sent him a weak smile, which he tried and failed to return. You wished he wasn’t such a recluse you liked him a lot and tried to make friends but it was a bit weird since the first time you had seen him was when he was chasing you off his territory, cursing, and brandishing a gun.

He warmed up to you when you found Lichtenstein lost in the grocery store and helped her find him. So you were friends, in an unofficial way.

“You first Vash!” Vash slowly scanned the circle; he stopped when he found you. He pulled a small notebook and a pencil from his pocket and started scribbling while murmuring to himself.

“Let’s see, carry the three, and divide air conditioner output by the friction of a maple floor. Carry that from the Y-axis, times the twist of the wrist. Seven feet divided by the perimeter of the circle. Twice, times the ten inch bottle, add air friction and circumstances you get…. 15 miles an hour!”

Triumphant, he stuffed in his back pocket and knelt down he carefully chose his position and meticulously gauged everything. Finally, he spun it and stood back, smirking complacently.

It didn’t spin for very long, within ten seconds it slowed to a stop pointing at you.
You looked up at him expecting to see him crestfallen, saying that he made an error in his math. Instead, he kept his complacent smirk.

“Right on the nose and without a calculator!” you looked at him confused

“Vash, Why did you choose me…?” he dropped the smirk and blushed.

“I-I um wanted to practice my physical math” he stuttered.

“Oh” you said looking down at your feet; always shooting for the stars weren’t you, just to be shot down.

“And I wanted to kiss you” he blurted you looked up at him he was glaring at everyone and inching towards you. He planted a quick kiss on the corner of your mouth.

“Not like that” you said “like this” you planted a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I love you,” he said softly

“I love you too” you replied

“Eee!” Lichtenstein squealed from her chair away from the circle (she was too young to play in Switzerland’s opinion)

“I’m so happy for you brother! Can I be the flower girl?”

“Flower girl- what?”

“I’ll throw together a bad-ass bachelor party!” Gilbert volunteered

“Whoa, hey, aren’t we getting ahead of ourselves-”

“Look, Vash, if it doesn’t happen now and with her, it will never happen” Francis said matter-of-factly.

“I know the perfect wedding dress shop” Ukraine bubbled

“Since this means you will stay away from my brother I know a good wedding cake designer,” Belarus said a bit grudgingly

“Go home!” Russia cried from his hiding place in the closet.