Seven Minutes in Heaven - Alice

Your hand brushed through a lot of objects. Hard, cold, soft, until you decided to pull an object that was relatively soft.

It was a tea bag.

You studied the object in your hand, “Not sure, but I think this belongs to Alice!”


The English woman looked up at you, “Ah, yes, it is mine.” She replied with a slight visible blush, walking calmly towards you.

“Cool, men! Now you two, to the closet!” Amelia yelled, shoving you two into the closet.
She smashed the door closed which caused Alice to stumble forwards, falling on top of you.

You two were blushing ten times worse than Lovina when she’s whit Antonia. ((A/N: I ship them, deal with it.))

“A-Ah! (Y-(Y/n)! I’m so sorry!” Alice said hurrying to get off of you.

“It’s okay, I’m actually glad it was you and not Françoise. She wouldn’t be sorry.” You said, giggling a little to yourself.

England giggled too, “Yes, I’m sure that frog wouldn’t present the sight regret even if her life depends on it.”


You too giggled like some Japanese school girls, mocking of France was really funny.

“W-Well… I-I don’t want to sound r-rude but… W-Would you-.. Wo-Would you like to… Y-Y’know…” Alice stuttered, red as a tomato.

You slowly understood what she meant. You were supposed to be making out in here, you know?

“I-I… S-Sure.” You replied, as red as she was. Slowly you two got closer until your lips meet.

The kiss was slow and full of embarrassment. Until you got the pace of it and started kissing in a more passionate way.

You two were so focused on each other that you didn’t notice the door being slowly opened by Amelia.

“Woah, dude! You two are really getting it in here!” Amelia yelled, getting you both’s attention.

Alice blushed, but this time from anger, “AMERICA! YOU DON’T DO THAT!”

“Yeah, yeah, just get out of the closet. There are other people wanting to come in too.” Amelia rolled her eyes, and made a hand motion for you to get out of there.

You stand up and help Alice up too. When you’re walking towards the door, Alice takes your hand.

“Ah, (Y/n), would you like to go to my house for a cup of tea?” She asked you smiling with a pink blush, making her look even cuter if possible.

“I would love to, Alice!” You answered as you two walk together, hand in hand, out of Amelia’s house.