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BTTxAngel!Reader

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The BTT strolled along, laughing loudly at Gilbert’s story. The evening was cool and still, a nice contrast to that day’s hot sun. Stars sparkled in the sky, and the moon hung close to the earth.

BOOM!

There was a blinding flash of light that reached out into the surrounding forest, and the three men shielded their eyes. Wind roared over them, and then, everything was sucked back and a column of white light shot into the sky.

Gilbert was the first to recover from the blast, and he eagerly pulled his friends towards the light. Francis and Toni exchanged glances, but didn’t fight Gilbert. The three ran, the light fast approaching. Francis reached out and grabbed Gilbert’s jacket as he almost plummeted, head first, into a crater.

The trio stood, mouths agape, looking at the crater. Scorch marks lined the crater, and light shone upwards from its center.  Suddenly, the light ceased, pitching them all into darkness. The men blinked, trying to get rid of the little red dots floating in their vision.

Something flew out of the crater. Three stunned gazes were cast around, trying to see what had flown out of the hole. Gilbert shrieked like a little girl as the something landed in front of them.  The thing wasn’t a thing, it was a she.

You stood in front of the trio, a hand on your hip as your wings melted into your back, becoming a pair of beautiful tattoos. That was how you had always hidden your wings. But the three men in front of you seemed to think it was scary, because all three of them looked around in horror, and then clutched at each other.

You raised your eyebrow at them, and one of them whimpered. “I’m not going to hurt you…” you said, rolling your eyes when the brunette flinched.

“Did eet ‘urt when you fell from heaven?” The blonde, who was French, stepped forward, a grin that guessed was supposed to be seductive slipping onto his face. The other two started laughing as soon as the words had left his mouth.

“If your face hurting?” you asked, feigning concern. They were the first words you had spoken, and all three men turned to you, entranced by your voice, which was still changing into a human voice.

“My face, no, why would eet be ‘urting?” The Frenchman asked you, looking at his friends confusedly.

“Because it’s killing me.” You smirked as silence fell, the three men looking at each other like they couldn’t believe what they’d just heard. Then laughter erupted, dispersing the silence, as they brunette and the albino? you guessed, started laughing uncontrollably, pointing at their blonde friend. The Frenchman did not look very pleased with this turn of events. You allowed yourself a low laugh.

“So, are you an angel? Vere you chucked out?!” The albino’s loud voice rang, and you turned to him. You crossed your arms, your skin frozen under your fingertips. You were only wearing a short, white, open-backed, dress, which was definitely not suited to the weather.

“Yes, I’m an angel. (Name), I suppose it was okay meeting you. Yes, I was chucked out, as you so eloquently put it. What for, you ask? Well, fine, I jumped ship. Now, I have places to be, things to do.” You spoke quickly, answering questions before they were even asked, and then you started walking away.

“Wait! Chica!” The brunette called out to you, and you sighed before turning halfway around. The brunette leaned towards his two friends, and they carried a quick, whispered conversation. “Do you have anywhere to go, chica?”

You thought for a moment. As a matter of fact, you didn’t have anywhere to go, you had only just arrived after jumping. “No, I don’t.”

“Zhen come stay vith us!” The German albino called. This seemed like a bad idea to you, but you were freezing your ass off, and you had nowhere to go. You walked back over to them and nodded.

“No one can resist the awesome me! Kesesesesese” The man laughed, his over big ego hugely in contrast to the shrieking little girl you had previously encountered.

“(Name), mi nombre es Toni, and this is Francis and Gilbert, collectively known as the ‘Bad Touch Trio’” Toni pointed to each of his friends as he introduced you, then gently placed a hand on your arm.

“Chica! Your skin is so cold! You’ll get sick!” Gilbert and Francis immediately reached over and touched your arms.

“You’re right, Toni!” Francis exclaimed. Gilbert tore off his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders, his red eyes meeting your (e/c) orbs.

“I’m an angel, I don’t get sick.” You rolled your eyes, but a small smile played across your lips. “Thank you.” you whispered to Gilbert. You stifled a yawn, the action seeming foreign to you after so long away from Earth.

“Mademoiselle ees tired. WE must get ‘er ‘ome.” The other two nodded and suddenly you were swept of your feet by Gilbert. Gilbert started running with you in his arms, laughing at his friends as they chased after him.

“Put the chica down!”

“Nein! Kesesesese.”
Reader is a bit snarky :P More fluff, hope you all like it!

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"did it hurt when you fell from heaven"

no but i scraped my knee crawling out of hell