Bad Touches.. -BBTXReader- Chapt. 3

I lead Prussia, France and Spain to a table in the back, smirking at them basically drooling over the fact I was in a tricked-out trapeze artist hooters uniform. Prussia, in particular, couldn't take his eyes off my ass. So, the 'great' Prussia's an ass man? Noted.
France, on the other hand, was gazing around out the different worker girls, flirting around and blowing kisses, while Spain busied himself by lecturing me like an older brother would if he discovered his little sister worked at a fucked up Korean owned Hooters for minimum wage getting hefty tips for horny guys that could possibly be stalking her any moment of the day.
"Are you even listening to me, _______?" Spain growled, knocking Prussia to the side slightly and following closely behind me.
"Si~" I smiled, waving to one of my work friends. "But it's just a uniform Spain, I don't see why you have to worry so much about it. Korea makes sure he's the only pervert to see his workers after hours, and I've denied every request. He doesn't care."
"How about this, if I double your pay will you come work at the café with me? That way you don't expose so much skin and I can keep an eye on you like a good big brother should."
"Mhmm, I'll think about it." I smiled; I would actually consider it, double pay? No horny guys? Sounded pretty good. I'll be sure to resign when I finish my hours here and collect the rest of my tips. I sat them down at a far table, taking out my order pad from my belt and my pen from my hair. "What can I get you guys?"
They all picked their meals; I zipped off towards the kitchen with the orders, telling them it was a rushed order so they needed to hurry up. They soon handed me their food and I zipped off once again, dropping their food off before tending to the rest of my tables.
"Enjoying?" I smiled, coming back to check on my housemates.
"Si~" Spain nodded.
"I'm enjoying ze view more than ze food." Prussia smirked, "Mind spinning around for me, liebe?"
"It's very good, mon'cher." France smiled, nodding my way. "Many beautiful women."
"How can you focus on the women when our own baby _______ is standing here basically half naked in front of everyone?" Spain hissed, slapping the back of Prussia's head.
"Because she's hot."  Prussia shrugged, looking at me. It was obvious he didn't see me as a sister as Spain seemed to, I glared somewhat at Spain, anger suddenly spilling through my body at the fact he couldn't treat me as the adult I obviously was.
"Spain, she is a grown up now. Stop treating her as a child." France purred to his friend, "she isn't little anymore, just look at those breasts."
"Shut up, pervert!" Spain growled, glaring heavily at the French man. He suddenly dropped his food and stormed out of the restaurant, dropping his payment for his meal on the table.
I started to go after him, but Prussia grabbed my arm. "Let him cool down, mon'cher, he's passionate about everything, even his anger. Let him cool, he'll come back to by the time we're home."
"Si~" I sighed; I decided to clock out early, going home with the boys. I would call S.K later and resign. This wasn't worth the job.