BTT x Reader | BloodXLust

Chapter Nineteen | StageXDanger

"Soooooo, have fun last night?" Tracy purred wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

I swung my book at her face and she managed to duck.

"Ah-Girl!" She exclaimed.

Unlike grown adults would handle a situation she up and ran and I sprinted after her.

After our childish chase, she brought me to hair and makeup.

I admit realized what a big deal this really was.

"By the way, I did you the honor of calling your family and inviting them here." She said casually.

"I didn't even think to do that, it was so short notice." I panted.

She smiled and nodded.

"Girl, I know that's why I did it. I always got your back," she grinned.

Her dark brown curly hair was extra fluffy today and her dark skin was baby smooth. Her sleeveless dress exposed her arms that had white blotches from her vitiligo.

She saw the trio finally and became darker than usual as a blush kept upon her face.

"THESE, are the men you were with, my god. Are you sure you didn't get into anything last night!?" She exclaimed and I facepalmed.

"Yes, Tracy I'm sure."

"Vitiligo," Antonio commented seeing her arms. "I've never actually seen anyone with this in person,"

She blushed, a little self-conscious of her condition but he added, "its incredible."

"May we feel?" Francis asked and she held her arm out for him.

"There's nothing to feel, vitiligo is caused by loss of pigment in the skin, it's not like a rough patch of something." I tried explaining as Francis and Gilbert ran their fingers gently over her arm.

No way was I letting them feel up Tracy, sorry Tracy, you probably really like it like most other girls.

"Boys," I hissed, annoyance in my voice.

"Hmm?" They looked up at me nonchalantly.

I tapped my foot and they moved away slowly from her arm.

"Can we not admire god's art?" Antonio asked and she blushed even harder.

I helped her stand properly and walked her away from them to my chair where the make up artists waited.

"Mon amour doesn't really need makeup." Francis chimed in as they ran the fluffy brushes over my face.

"Nobody has flawless skin I'm sure she'd much rather have makeup on when there are cameras pointed at her."

"Camera's, how big a deal is this book?" Gilbert asked.

"Huge." She stated.

"Veally?"

"Oh yeah, Twelve Curses is the next Harry Potter, the meeting hall is gonna be full."

"What-what do I even talk about, my story barely sold at all when I-when I, first published it... this-this is a much bigger deal than I thought." I stammered.

"Well your fans are gonna ask about the new book obviously, you'll read them the summary and answer some questions they have from the previous book. I hear there are even cosplayers."

"To be honest I don't really look at the media about my book, I don't wanna read any hate on it."

"You've been developing this story for twelve years, be more proud of it." She motivated.