Russia X Reader

America was being an idiot (as usual), England was yelling at him, and China was being creeped out by Russia.

"Stop it, aru!" he cried woefully, clutching his Hello Kitty doll tightly. The Russian man just chuckled darkly, and an eerily cheerful grin split his face. The Baltic Trio was standing behind him, and Estonia could have sworn that Latvia peed his pants.

Suddenly, a feminine voice rung out through the hectic meeting hall. "I'm bored," it stated loudly. Everyone turned to face the person who the voice belonged to. It was  _____. 

Russia blushed. You see, he had a bit of a crush on _____. He loved her cheerful disposition, and the way her (h/l) (h/c) hair perfectly matched her glowing (e/c) orbs practically made Russia squeal. He wanted to just hug her sometimes because of her adorableness. But of course, he never told anybody about this.

Anyways, _____ was seriously bored. The meetings were stupid, and the countries never really accomplished anything. "How about we play a game?" she suggested. A few other countries nodded in agreement.

"Well, what do you think we should play?" England asked sarcastically. America jumped out of his chair.

"SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN!" he shouted, striking a random pose.

"No way, you git! At least choose something half way decent," England responded angrily, his eyes white with fury. The American looked at him questioningly before speaking.

"You mean like spin the bottle?" England sighed and facepalmed. 

"That sounds like an awesome idea!" _____ said excitedly as she clapped her hands together. "But what will we use for a bottle?" She looked around the room, and eyed Russia's empty vodka bottle. "Russia, could I use this, pretty please?" ____ asked, cutely, putting on her best puppy-dog look. Russia blushed all the way up to his silvery-beige hair.

"D-da..." he murmured, feeling light-headed from all the blood to his face. Lithuania looked at him worriedly.

This certainly is out of character for him... he thought.

_____ grabbed the bottle and placed it on the table. "Okay Russia, since it's your bottle, you get to spin first, 'kay?" she grinned at him. Russia simply grabbed the bottle nervously and gave it a spin. he wasn't worried, nobody would want to kiss him.

After spinning about thirty times, the bottled began slowing down. Russia's heart began pounding as it slowly came to a stop on _____. She blushed, and looked up shyly at Russia. He got nervous, and tugged on his scarf a bit. 

Estonia nudged him from behind. "Come on, go!" he whispered encouragingly. Eventually Russia gained the courage to walk up to _____. He gently brought a hand up to her face, and pulled her towards him.

Russia gently pressed his lips against hers. He quickly pulled away, embarrassed. But _____ quickly yanked him back down by the ends of his scarf.

"Where do you think you're going?" she whispered with mock anger, and this time, she kissed him.