You’re America. COUNTRYHUMANS AU!

You and Russia were enemies and had been since WW2. Wars, insults, petty knocks on each other, unspoken tension, you name it. Russia’s cold, brash, intimidating personality heavily contrasted with your cocky, arrogant, boastful one. But you two had one thing in common. You were incredibly strong, the top two strongest in the world. Today had been an ordinary day, until Japan had suggested you guys throw a party. You had agreed, expecting only close allies to come. But then Japan invited (well…forced) Russia to come. Jesus. a few hours later, after a few drinks and such, everyone was laughing and having a good time, and so far you and Russia had only exchanged a glare. Suddenly, Japan got the bright idea to play 7 minutes in Heaven. “Who first?” France asked with a faint smirk. “Let’s spin a bottle,” Germany suggested. And it was so. The bottle spun once, landing on Russia. Then it spun again and landed on… Oh no. You. Japan grinned even wider, already shoving you two toward the closet. With the help of China, she forced both of you inside. “You’re not coming out until I hear some action in here!” Japan said with a wolfish grin. “Play nice~!” As the closet doors slammed shut, Russia shifted farther away from you, as far away as he could without squishing himself.