You shuddered. What was with this thrown together and terribly boring sounding game? It was obvious the American and many others in the room were drunk. It was his birthday, but still. Why the hell did you even come to this party? You sighed, glancing over at your given partner; a very pissed off Romano, who was rosy-cheeked himself.
That was why.
When you had heard that the Italian was coming, you had to restrain yourself from jumping out of your seat and running to America's place.
But you didn't. You arrived late, as you always do, to a room of men knocking back booze like there was no tomorrow. You had stayed with the girls, just to be safe.
Then America approached with a hat full of items, and you all thou
"You would not believe what Tony found today! He has apparently found new technology belonging to this one race of aliens with crazy..."
Ah, the typical weekday with your wondrous Steve. His curious, innocent mind made you smile, though it made you want other things. 'Hmm...What I would love to do to that mouth, Mr. Rogers.' You would muse in your head. Leaning precariously on the palm of your hand, the sunlight softly cascaded against your [h/c] hair. Honestly, you could watch him all day not caring if life passed you by. If given the chance, you would forcibly bound your boyfriend to make him always wear those sexy colors of red, white, and blue....colors he was unfortunately not wearing right now since
"Hey! Are you ok?!"
You moaned and opened your eyes to see a boy with messy dark-brown hair sating at you. He had red lines that resembled fangs down his cheeks and a wooly hoodie with a dog underneath...? He held you in his arms bridal style with your head pressed against his warm chest. You didn't have time to respond before he drew his head closer to your face with his lips only centimeters away, and sniffed you.
"Ugh, you smell disgusting. Like flowers or some frilly crap."
You jumped and practically flew out of his hands.
"What the hell are you doing?!" you screamed.
"You smell bad; it really hurts my nose 'ya know?" He clenched his nose between his fingers "You 'otta be more considerate to others."
"What do you mean 'be more considerate'?! This is how a girl smells right?! Be thankful I don't smell like you and the shit you rolled in!"
"Who just saved you from drowning in a pond?"
"That's beside the point! And-"
You looked down and witnessed yo