Hetalia Seven Minutes in Heaven: Canada.

Seven minutes.

A simple seven minutes.

Seven minutes that could be spent with any of the men that sat in front of you.

Of course, one of them, you had your heart set on.

As you reached into Prussia's fedora to pick out your fellow closet-goer, you shot a glance over to that one guy no one noticed.

The one guy you had loved since you first got to know him.

"Matthew," you spoke softly as you pulled out the only card in the hat with a maple leaf on it.

Prussia looked at you, a confused look spread upon his pale face. "Who's that?"

Rolling your eyes, you walked over to said forgotten man, and smiled at him. "I do believe that we are supposed to be in that closet together."

Blood rushed to his cheeks, causing them to be turned a tint of red. "O-oh, alright then."

You helped the blonde up, and led him in the direction of the closet.

"You two have seven minutes," a voice sounded from behind the both of you, as you entered the small space.

Click.

The door was shut, and locked.

Now, you had seven minutes to do what you've always wanted to do.

Tell him.

Tell him exactly how you felt about him.

Though, you were afraid that you would ruin your friendship if he found out.

Nervousness ran through you as soon as you considered telling him.

Your cheeks' were flushed with colour after thirty seconds of silence.

"Matthew," you began, only to turn your head away with a slight shake. "…Never mind."

He looked at you, tilting his head a bit. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" You looked directly at him at him, his face full of worry, that was soon relieved.

"I-I guess that's good, then."

You nodded slightly.

You sat there in silence for a few seconds, just staring into each other's eyes.

Your eyes opened wide, and you looked like a deer caught in headlights, when he abruptly hugged you.

"_, I-" he began, only to be cut off.

"I love you, Matthew." You spoke into his ear, quietly.

His cheeks heated up once more.

"I love you, too."

Only two minutes had gone by.

Two of the seven minutes you were spending with him.

The first two minutes seemed to go on for an eternity.

The last five seemed to go by very quickly, spent only in hugs.

Seven minutes quickly depleted into zero.

"Time's up."

That same voice from earlier was heard from the outside of the closet.

Click.

The door was unlocked.

All that voice had to do was open the door, and then—

You grabbed the door knob, and pulled it, as to make it unable to be used to open that closet door.

You stood there, holding the door shut, for a few minutes.

"Let's move to another closet."

That voice in the back was music to your ears.

You were now able to spend the night in the closet, with Matthew, doing God knows what.

Cuddling, most likely.

I have completely forgotten every single personality from Hetalia.

Pardon me if this is out of character.

I know this was short, I apologize.

I also apologize for the lack of updates, and I regret to say that this will most likely be my last update.

I was planning on getting to every request, but…

The personalities have left my mind.

Thank you for supporting me, whilst I was writing this, and I really do hope that this was an enjoyable series, as well as an enjoyable last chapter.

I do not own any of the characters that have ever been used in this fanfiction.

I shall see you all in my next fanfiction, if I decide to write a new one someday.

Ciao!