Strawberry Pocky Kisses~~Japan X Reader

It wasn't exactly true that you didn't like company, you were just very socially awkward...so, when Alfred Jones invited you to his party (repeatedly) and begged you to show up (repeatedly) and annoyed you until you agreed (repeatedly), it was no surprise that you instantly regretted giving in to his demands. Your friend Kiku Honda agreed. Being the quiet, zen Japanese man he was, he din't like to socialize with loud people. He was also roped into going to the party it seemed. Although, you didn't mind that at all. At least Kiku understood what it was like to be quiet and want some peace.
The party was loud and ridiculous as always-with Alfred loudly bragging about football, Arthur and Francis fighting about something incredibly stupid, Matthew just trying to get a word in edgewise so that he would be noticed, Gilbert and Ludwig flipping through racey magazines, the twins Feliciano and Lovino were talking about dinner animatedly, and then you and Kiku, staying completely silent. It was then that the party turned into somewhat of a group truth or dare game.
''I dare (your name) to play the pocky game with Kiku!'' Alfred snorted, tossing a box of strawberry pocky at the poor Japanese boy's face. He caught it quickly with fast reflexes, but the blush on his face was so obvious against his naturally pale skin.
''What...? W-why?'' Kiku wasn't used to these social gatherings, and they always made him nervous. Today was probably the worst, though. He had never been dared to do something like this before.
''Yeah, why? I'm not the only girl here!'' You cast a casual glance at Elizaveta, who started hyperventilating.
''Because it's obvious you two like each other. So, just make out like us Americans do and get together already.'' Alfred laughed. You paled completely. Maybe you liked Kiku, but he was so shy and he didn't like human contact. This could ruin your entire relationship with him forever. What the hell was Alfred doing?
''Al, you're being impossible.'' You stated angrily before leaving the room. You sat on the porch steps outside for a while, still feeling incredibly embarrassed and ticked off that you even showed up in the first place. Of course he would pull something like this.
''Konichiwa, (your name)...I must apologize for what happened.'' Kiku's voice made you snap out of your thoughts. You hadn't even noticed that he left the house and was sitting beside you until he spoke. Yeah, he was that darn quiet.
''It's not your fault. I just felt out of place enough and then he had to go make it worse.'' You sighed.
''I understand how you feel. Alfred can be difficult sometimes. But, he is a good person.'' Kiku admitted, giving you a soft smile. It was comforting to know that at least he wasn't easy to anger.
''Yeah, I know that. I just can't believe he wanted us to do that.''
''Well...we...could. That's only if you want to!'' He said with a slight blush.
''I thought you didn't like physical contact.'' You frowned suspiciously. Was Alfred bribing him with something?
''It's just that...maybe if it's from you...I wouldn't mind.'' Kiku responded slowly, the pink tint on his face growing deeper as he rested his face on his knees.
''You do know what the pocky game is, right? I mean... it's based on your culture after all-''
''Of course I know what it is, (your name). Do...you want to? Alfred won't stop bugging us if we don't.'' He sighed. 'Oh, so that's his reason', you thought, slightly hurt.
''Oh. Yeah, that would be terrible.'' You sighed, looking away from him.
''Let's go back inside then, okay?'' Kiku asked. You nodded and followed him back into the fray. Almost the second you came back in, as if right on que, Alfred opened his big mouth.
''Did you two do it already? Come on, we don't have all night and the game can't continue until you do the dare.'' Alfred folded his arms.
''Y-yes. We are going to. Just give us a moment.'' You answered. Kiku already had the box of pocky in his hands, and you watched anxiously as he broke it open and unwrapped the foil. The smell of strawberry was very alluring, but you were so nervous at this point that it didn't calm you down any.
''Are you ready?'' Kiku wondered, taking one end of the biscuit stick and putting it in his mouth. You swallowed thickly before nodding and leaning forward to nibble on the other end.
''Dudes, this is totally awesome! I can't believe they're really gonna make out!'' Alfred cheered.
''Honestly, sometimes you're just as big of a pervert as old frenchie over here.'' Arthur sneered, casting a wicked glance at Francis Bonnefoy.
''Why you little-'' The frenchman snapped.
You continued to move your lips closer to Kiku's, eating your way towards him. Kiku followed your example, sweating profusely until finally, it happened. His mouth was much softer than you would've imagined it to be, and surprisingly he actually moved his lips against yours. You gasped in shock. You had honestly expected this to be just a peck and you were done. Something seemed to have come over Kiku as he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around your waist sweetly.
''Oh my god, dudes. They're doing it.'' Alfred whispered, completely ruining the moment. You sighed into the kiss, and the both of you broke apart.
''S-sorry!'' Kiku whispered innocently.
''No, it's alright.'' You smiled. Not long after that, Kiku Honda asked you on a date, and you became boyfriend and girlfriend. So, you should probably send a thank you letter to Alfred Jones, because with how shy the two of you were, you never would've gotten together if it weren't for him.