Flirting Master: BTT x fem!Reader

Flirting Master: BTT x Reader
Starring Feliciano, Romano, Roderich, and Matthew!

“Mon cher, what do you even know about romance?” Francis asked.

You snorted and waved him off. “Pffst! More than you.”

“Really? More than me? The country of love and romance?” Francis raised his eyebrow.

“Okay, okay. Maybe I don’t know more than you, but I know enough for my date tonight.” You said.

“Date?” Gilbert and Antonio said in unison as they ran into the living room.

“Who the hell would date you?” Gilbert said and laughed loudly in his obnoxious, but cute ‘kesesesese.’

“Rude!” You snapped.

You threw a pillow at him, but Gilbert dodged.

“Chica, you have a date? With who?” Antonio asked as he sat down beside you on your bed. He hide his jealousy well behind his warm, friendly smile.

“I don’t want to say. You guys will tease me!” You covered your face up with your hands and fell backwards onto a big stuffed plushie on your bed.

“At least give us a hint. Liebe?” Gilbert said. He sat down at the foot of the bed. He distracted himself by drawing on your blanket with his finger.

“Well,” you put your hand over your heart and romantically sighed, “He’s very handsome. He gets a little flustered when embarrassed. He was at the world meeting today, and he was in that one outfit. Super-hot.”

“You’re so vague!” Gilbert whined. “Liebe, we need a better hint!”

“Is he like... a person... or...?” Antonio trailed off and twiddled his fingers.

“A country?” Francis finished. In his head, he thought about every country that was remotely attracted to you and if any of them were your type. He gritted his teeth thinking that Arthur Kirkland would somehow sweep you away.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You said smugly. “Now leave. I have to get ready for my date at eight!”

“But-!” The boys said at the same time.

“Out! I have to look perfect!”

*One Beauty transformation later

“Stop pushing. I can’t see.” Prussia whispered.

“Can you see who is it?” Francis whispered.

“Make room for me!” Antonio whispered.

You disappeared into the restaurant with your date, The Bad Touch Trio followed you inside. Thankfully they had wonderful disguises that consisted of black tuxedos, sunglasses, and fashionable ties with their respective country flag on it.

“Thanks for taking me out... Roderich.”

“I heard you wanted to mess with Prussia, and I couldn’t pass up this opportunity. We’re using his credit card, right?” Austria smirked.

You laughed evilly and held up the credit card. “Definitely.”

“What are they smiling about?” Gilbert asked.

“_________ is laughing! Do you think he said something funny?” Antonio said.

“Sacre bleu! Roderich is ________’s type?” Francis gasped. “I thought I was everyone’s type! Why isn’t she dating me?”

You and Roderich ate a light dinner, but ate several cakes for dessert. He left you in front of the restaurant after planting a kiss on your cheek.

“Bye Roderich!” You blew a kiss at him.

Almost ten minutes later Feliciano picked you up.

“Bella! You look beautiful today!” Feliciano happily said as he hugged you tightly.

“Another date!” Francis exclaimed. “I’ve got to learn her secret.”

“First Roderich, and now Feliciano!” Gilbert put his arms around Antonio and Francis. Gilbert lowered his voice. “Ludwig is gonna be pissed!”

“Wait... Is that... Romano?” Antonio said.

Feliciano and Romano each held one of your hands, and the three of you walked off to go bowling. That date was charged on Antonio’s credit card. After that date, you and Matthew met up to a midnight showing of (favorite movie). That was charged on Francis’ credit card.

“Th-that was pretty great.” Matthew mumbled.

“It was.” You giggled.

“Do you think that Francis and the others are still following?” Matthew whispered.

“There’s one way to find out.” You said.

You leaned over and kissed Matthew on the cheek. You heard three distinctive voices gasp in horror.

“Definitely still here.” You chuckled. “Matthew, are you okay?”

“I-I-I-I j-just didn’t expect it.” His voice jumped up an octave, and he turned as red as his maple leaf hoodie.

He walked you home, and before you could close the door, Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert stormed in.

“Why are you dating so many men?” Francis asked angrily.

“Chica! How did you tame Romano’s heart so easily, because I’ve been trying to-!”

“Antonio! Focus!” Gilbert pinched his friend.

“Lo siento.” Antonio said sheepishly.

The doorbell rang. Antonio, Gilbert, and Francis eyed the door suspiciously.

“Expecting someone else?” Francis asked.

“Elizabetha.” You said nonchalantly.

“It’s two in the morning. What the hell could she be doing over here at this hour!” Gilbert exclaimed.

“You see, when two people are feeling pretty damn horny...”

“QUE?” Antonio fell backwards in shock.

“You were supposed to be the sweet, innocent one!” Francis shouted and leaned against the wall for support. “No sex!”

“Warum! Kannst du nicht? Ich liebe dich!” Gilbert rattled off.

“Quoi?” Francis pushed Gilbert aside. “_______, je t’aime!”

“Te amo! Mi amor!” Antonio said suavely. He winked, and a mischievous glint in his green eyes made you a little weak at the knees.

“Wait. Now I’m confused. What?” You took a step back.

Francis sighed. “Boys, the jig is up.”

“You see chica,” Spain sighed, “All three of us like you, but we swore to keep it a secret.”

“Unless you had a crush on one of us, we’d stay silent.” Gilbert finished.

“N-now this is embarrassing.” You buried your face in your hands. “What do I do?”

“You don’t ‘ave to pick one of us.” Francis said as her put his arm around your shoulder.

The boys patted your back and reassured you that they would all stay friends no matter what, but that wasn’t the problem. Your hands hide your devilish grinning face. Your prank as the flirting master was a success!

“I’ll need some time to sort out my feelings about this.” You removed your hands from your face and put on a believable innocent look. “Until then, can we still be friends?”

“Sí. Of course!” Antonio said happily.

“Excuse me, I’m kind of thirsty.” You said.

You tried to push past the boys, but they cut you off.

“I’ll get you something to drink. German beer coming up!” Gilbert said and marched to the kitchen.

“I’ll get you a snack!” Francis winked and blew a kiss. “French pastries are the best, no?”

“I’ll massage you.” Antonio whispered in your ear. His hot breathe sent a chill down your spine.

“Sí señor!” You whispered.

Your jealousy trick worked!

Well, it worked until you took off your jeans to put on pajama pants. Antonio saw the credit cards sticking out of your back pocket.

“________, why do you have my credit card, Gilbert’s, and Frencis’?” Antonio said as he knocked on the bathroom door.

“I…ummm…. Found it! I meant to give it to you before my dates, but I...ummm... forgot…” You said.

When the credit card bill came, you mysteriously disappeared to Canada where you learned the sacred art of being invisible taught by your teacher Matthew Williams.

“…And that is the art of being invisible.” Matthew said.

You nodded your head.

“There she is!” Francis shouted and pointed to you.

“Crap! How’d you know it was me?” You blurted out.

Francis grabbed Matthew’s arm and dragged him away to the other two members of the Bad Touch Trio. Your disguise was so perfect that France confused you and Matthew. The Tim Horton's cup in your hands was the frosting on top of the cupcake. The maple leaf hoodie and stuffed (favorite animal) in your arms made you look generic. And by generic I mean the prettier gender bent (and race bent if applicable) version of Matthew.

“Help me!” Matthew yelled to you.

You shuffled away. “I’m Canadia and clearly not ________. Maple leaf, hockey puck, eh? Bye!”

“___________!” Matthew yelled.