Denmark x Fem!Reader: Confusion [AT]

Warning: Some swearing, that's all.




_______ groaned as she pulled herself out of bed. She didn't really want to get up but she knew that if she'd stay in bed any longer, she wouldn't ever leave. Besides, she had to get ready to go over to a friend's house. Ten minutes ago, her dear beauty sleep was disturbed by a text from her loud and idiotic friend, Mathias.

Mathias: HEY HEY HEY GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!! XDDD

______: Shut up. T-T

Mathias: Aw, come on (nickname you hate)! Cheer up a bit!

______: No. Go away. And don't call me that

Mathias: D:

______: Fine, what do you want?

Mathias: Come over, we have food and wifi your two favorite things! and I'm bored

______: Eh, alright. I'll be there in like, an hour

She didn't get it. Why did she always surrender to him? Why doesn't she just ignore him? She has food and wifi, she doesn't need that idiot. Yet, there was something about that dane that she couldn't resist. Everytime she was around him she got this weird feeling in her gut, she couldn't quite explain. But at the same time, she couldn't stand Mathias, and his stupid yelling and over exaggerated stories about vikings or whatever.  

Damn, I'm confused. 

~Timeskip brought to you by a tiny mexican on a computer~

______ knocked on the door three times and braced for a headache. At least the rest of the nordics weren't as loud as Mathias. In fact, she was quite close with them. 

The door swung open to reveal her tall stoic friend, Berwald with her shorter friend, Tino, right behind him. 

"Hi _____!" Tino cheerily greeted. Berwald merely nodded. Her Icelandic friend, Emil, greeted her quickly before walking back to his room.

"Hey guys." She said in response as she walked into the large home. It smelled of cookies, Tino must have been baking again. She jumped when you felt a pair of arms around her waist. 

"Gah!" The arms released her and turned the girl around. It was none other than the infamous idiot, Mathias. Mathias really loved surprising _____.

Nobody else was able to sneak up on her and get away with it. The dane often took pride in that fact and tried to surprise her as often as he could. Of course the (h/c) haired girl had no idea about the happiness she had always caused him. So as soon as she saw who had scared her, her face turned from a look of shock, to a look of annoyance. 

"Is it too late to say boo?" The cheerful blond asked.

"Don't touch me like that again." She snapped coldly.

"Aw c'mon lighten up smuk!(1) Give me a hug" He extended his arms in a welcoming manner.

"No." She simply stated. 

Why is he trying to hug me? And what does smuk mean? Weird. She thought.

Why doesn't she ever hug me? Does she hate me? I bet she does. I hope not, maybe she just doesn't like hugs. Mathias thought as he tried to keep his expression from looking as hurt as he felt. 

Before anything else could happen, the door swung open and in came their friend, Lukas, with a few bags in hand.

"Oh, _____ you're here. That's good, I have something for you." He said when he saw her. 

"Really?" The blue eyed Norwegian nodded and handed her a book from one of his bags. She looked at the cover and her face instantly lit up. It was a book of fairy tales she would read when she was really young. Those stories are rare and difficult to find, ______ was very grateful.

"Oh my gosh, thanks Lukas." She threw her arms around him and he returned hug hesitantly. _______ didn't notice it, but expression on Mathias's face had turned from forced happiness, to sadness, then jealousy 

Why is she hugging Lukas? That means she doesn't hate hugs, but then if she doesn't hate hugs.... then it means she hates me. Mathias knew he had to do something quickly. He walked up to the hugging pair and pulled ______ away from Lukas and hugged her. 

The girl's eyes widened with shock as she tried to push away, but Mathias was strong. Like, damn. Wow. Eventually he remembered that she didn't want to hug him so he quickly let go and ran out to the backyard.

"Wow, you managed to make him embarrassed, good job." Lukas said as he looked out the door where Mathias had ran. 

"What do you mean?" He sighed in response.

"Geez, you're obtuse."

"Huh?" She thought for a minute. All the confusion Mathias was giving her was really annoying. He always would talk to her, text her all the time, tried his best to make her laugh, surprise her in any way he can. The tugging feeling in her gut strengthened. She decided that she's done with it. She marched to the back yard to where Mathias was. 

With a huff, she grabbed Mathias by the collar of his shirt.

"You. You little shit. I don't get it. What the fuck did you do to me? Did you like, borrow Lukas's magic book or something? Everytime I'm around you I get this weird feeling in my stomach and whenever you get close to me it gets ten times stronger! My face feels hot and I can't think straight! What the hell?" You shouted at him. 

When you let go, he laughed. Did this bastard really just laugh? He just fucking Laughed. You were about to ask him what was so funny, when he cupped your face and kissed you. You didn't push away, but you didn't kiss back either. You were too dumbfounded to do anything.

"You have a little crush on me."

A crush? I never really thought about that. Hmm... ohhhhh that does make sense. 

WOOOOO! SHE DOESN'T HATE ME! SHE DOESN'T HATE ME! SHE LIKES ME! SHE ACTUALLY LIKES ME! Mathias internally cheered. ______ sighed and rested her hands on his shoulders.

"Well, that explains it. Now you're my boyfriend. Deal with it." She was blushing furiously, but she was glad she managed to say that without stuttering. 

All Mathias did was chuckle and kiss her. The tugging feeling didn't go away, it actually seemed to grow about fifty times stronger but at least she wasn't confused anymore.