BTT X Reader (France Ending)

Francis. Its dark, you’re the only people in the row, and he’s a genuine pervert. Oh man. You DID have some feelings for him, but you didn't think he did. Mostly because he hit on every girl on the street.

You sat watching the movie for a few minutes. Then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw Francis sneaking a few seats closer to you. It was only when he was in the seat next to you when you looked up.

“Yes?” You questioned him.

“Oh, nothing.” He grinned

You shook your head, smiling and directed your attention back to the movie.
As you watched, a jump scare made you cringe, but you didn’t totally lose it. Like Alfred. You heard him scream from where you were sitting which made you chuckle.

“He’s got a pretty manly scream, eh?” Francis joked.

“Totally!” You responded, still laughing a bit. “I think he needs to work on his pitch though.” You remarked.

Your little joke caused both you and Francis to giggle. You covered your mouth as some random guy turned around to shush you. You apologized, got yourself together and started watching the movie again.

Ten minutes later, you felt a hand make its way around your waist. You quickly looked over and saw Francis was the one doing it. Well of course it was him, who else would it be. The moment your eyes made contact with his, he quickly pulled back his hand and blushed slightly.

Wait, HE blushed?! Francis blushed! The hell! That never happens when he’s around girls! And he did it around you?!

“W-what was that?” You asked, blushing a bit yourself.

“What was what? Nothing happened.” Francis said nervously.

“Um, yeah, something did happen. You tried to put your arm around my waist but I looked.” You said.

Francis just looked down, blushing even more.

“And now you’re blushing!” You pointed out. “Why are you blushing? You don’t blush! You do that to a lot of girls! You don’t BLUSH!” You said, slightly freaking out.

“I-I’m blushing because,” Francis paused, “You’re the only girl I care about.” He murmured.

You just sat there, your hand over your mouth to stop looking like an idiot with your jaw dropped. He actually had feelings for you?

“B-but if you cared, w-why do you hit on so many girls?” You stammered.

“Because, I thought I would never have a chance with you. I thought you liked someone else, or didn’t care. Or even just thought I was a complete creeper. I tried going for other girls because I thought I could find someone like you, but I couldn’t.” Francis confessed.

“…Francis...”

In half a second you had put your arms around him and pulled him into a hug. Francis gladly accepted the hug and leaned into you. You swore he was on the verge of tears as you hugged him.

“To be honest Francis,” You said, “I thought that I’d never have a chance with you either. You always hit on other girls so I thought, that I would never be able to share my feelings. But now I know.” You said, hugging him tighter.

“________.” He said, pulling out of the hug enough to look you in the eyes. “Je t’aime.”

Francis pressed his lips against yours and kissed you with all his passion. Everything he felt for you went into that kiss. You had dreamed of this moment, never thinking it would ever happen. You completely melted into the kiss, leaning into Francis. His arms slid down to your waist and yours around his neck.

When you pulled away for air, you looked at him and smiled. “Je t’aime, Francis.” You said back to him.

“This has only been a dream to me.” Francis said.

“Then this is a dream come true.” You smiled, resting your head on his shoulder.

You sat with Francis, holding hands, and finished watching the movie happily. Just wait till the others find out!