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Can I have a Camilo x reader where Camilo and the madrigal grandkids try to help them confess to reader? I love your work <33
Thank you so much!! And sorry, this was a little rushed!!
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Word Count: 1.4k
Pairing: Camilo Madrigal x Reader
Warnings: none
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"So, how are you planning on confessing?" Mirabel asked with a grin. She was probably more excited than Camilo, who was all nerves at this point.
"No se," he shrugged. "Just...tell them?" He asked, twisting his fingers in his ruana.
Isabela scoffed. "Just tell them?" She mocked. "Absolutely not, they'll reject you then and there. I know I would."
"You're biased," Camilo defended. "They won't reject me!" He said confidently.
Isabela arched an eyebrow at him. "Then why haven't you confessed?"
Camilo scowled and averted their gaze. "I don't know," they sighed. "You're supposed to be helping me! Not making me no nervous! How did you confess to your girlfriend!?" They demanded.
Flowers bloomed in Isabela's hair, conveying her embarrassment. "I gave her flowers and told her that in a room full of my most beautiful flowers, I would only have eyes for her," she said, a fond smile appearing on her lips. "You'll never be that smooth."
"Flowers?" Luisa asked. "That's all? You at least need a gift!"
"The flowers were a gift," Isabela replied, tossing her hair, streaked with green, over her shoulder.
"It doesn't count," Luisa informed.
"I'm with Luisa on this one," Mirabel piped up. "You should atleast make them some food."
"If you guys are so smart, where are your partners?" Isabela demanded, on the defense. "Exactly." She crossed her arms with a huff when they were silent. "Camilo, you can't confess empty handed."
"Why?" Camilo whined. "Y/N isn't like that, they don't care about gifts or anything!"
"But they'll like you a lot more if you give them something. It shows you care," Isabela replied.
"Yeah! What's her favorite food? Maybe we can help you make it?" Mirabel suggested.
"Well...they really like Polvorosas," Camilo confessed.
"If Camilo wants to confess today, we don't have time," Isabela replied. "They need to still get ready!"
"Luisa and I will bake!" Mirabel cheerfully exclaimed. "Dolores, can you get some strawberries to go with them?"
Dolores nodded. "Of course," she said. "Y/N is busy, so we should have enough time."
Camilo was looking between them in disbelief. "Um, hello," he interrupted. "I didn't agree to any of this! I'm confessing, not all of you guys!"
"We're just helping you," Isabela dismissed. "Now, get up. We need to find something for you to wear and fix your hair."
Camilo scowled at her. He was very much beginning to regret asking for their help. But...if it meant Y/N would say yes, he guessed he could suffer through it.
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The moment Camilo was sat down for Isabela to 'fix' his hair, his mother appeared, as if summoned by the sense of impending doom.
She took a more delicate approach and scrunched their curls, making them look a little less unruly and frizzy. She was absolutely ecstatic that Camilo was letting her do their hair. (As if he didn't go to her weekly for his hair). She also didn't miss an opportunity to tease them.
But no sooner did she appear, did she leave. leaving Isabela with the creative liberty to do his makeup.
Now, that was hell.
They had only just began dabbling with making, and the entire time Isabela was applying it, they were scared she'd poke them in the eye. But he was grateful that Isabela was patient with him.
But eventually, he was finally free. His eyes lined with black, and a mauve color on his eyelids. He absolutely refused to let Isabela take his ruana, and she didn't want to fight with him, so he was allowed to keep it.
Mirabel and Luisa soon finished baking and a basket of polvorosas was shoved into his arms and he was urged out the door, DOlores kindly informing Camilo that Y/N had just gotten home, and that they were alone, so no one would interrupt them.
Camilo did not appreciate the teasing wink Isabela threw at him before Casita closed the door, and he began walking.
He threw awkward hello's to the townspeople he passed, anxiously twisting his hands on the basket's handle as he went over what he was going to say to Y/N. But everything sounded too awkward and he knew they were going to turn him down. Or worse, laugh in his face.
But he soon arrived at their door, standing like an idiot on their doorstep, working up the courage to just knock on their door. He would never consider himself a coward, but he was nervous!
Just as they lifted their hand to knock, Y/N suddenly opened the door. They blinked in surprise before grinning. "Camilo!" They said. "Beautiful as ever, what brings you here?"
Camilo felt warm all of a sudden. "Hi, Y/N," they said shyly. "Um, I was wondering if we could talk?" He asked, unable to keep the hope from their voice.
Y/N nodded. "Yeah, of course. Come in." They stepped back, ushering him inside. "What's that? They asked, nodding at the basket and leading him into the living room.
"It's for you, actually. Polvorosas," Camilo informed, holding out the basket.
Y/N's face lit up. "You made 'em?" They asked.
"...would you believe me if I said yes?"
"Absolutely not. Last time you were in the kitchen, you left it smelling burned for days."
Camilo averted his eyes. "Yeah...sorry about that. Again."
Y/N waved a dismissive hand and changed course, leading him into the kitchen, where he set the basket down on the counter, taking the covering off to reveal the sweet cookies, covered in powdered sugar.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Y/N casually asked, reaching into the basket and happily taking a bite of the cookie. "Next time, let's make these together," they suggested. "I'll teach you how to do it."
"Yeah," Camilo agreed, resisting the urge to rake his fingers through his curls and mess them up again. "Um..." He wasn't sure how to say it, and he just knew Dolores was listening in and laughing. Sharing his misery with the others.
"Wait, hold on," Y/N interrupted. "Sorry, sorry. Can I say something? Because if I don't say this know I might just die," they confesed.
"What?" Camilo asked. "Yes, of course. Go ahead."
Y/N exhaled deeply. "Okay. Here goes nothing." They set down the cookie and met Camilo's gaze. "The truth is, I really really.."
Camilo internally braced himself for a rejection, or some other bad news.
"...like you," Y/N finished. "I have for a really long time. You're just, an amazing person to be around and you never fail to brighten up the worst of days. You're just such a genuinely good person, how could I not fall for you? But I understand if you don't feel the same. It's completely fine if you don't. I promise I understand-"
Camilo couldn't stop the disbelieving giggles that bubbled in his throat. "Oh my god!" He exclaimed, shaking his head and wiping a hand over his face.
Y/N went quiet. "You know, it took a lot of courage to say that, and if you're just going to laugh at me, then get out," they said, tangible hurt in their voice.
Camilo instantly sobered up. "No, no!" He exclaimed. "No, I'm not laughing at you, I promise. I'm laughing at myself. I was so worried you didn't feel the same way about me!"
Y/N stared, unblinking. "So...you like me?" they asked. "Really? You're not messing with me or anything?"
"No, I'm not messing with you!" Camilo laughed giddily, stepping forward, his hand gently sliding across the side of their neck and coming to rest on the nape of their neck.
Camilo was close enough that he could hear the way Y/N's breath hitched.
"If you don't kiss me," Y/N whispered, breath fanning across his lips. "I'm going to punch you."
Camilo grinned, trying to contain it as he pressed their lips together. And in that moment, it was like everything came to life around him, joy surging and butterflies twisting in his stomach, especially when their hands came up to cup his cheeks.
He just melted at the touch. if he could pick any moment to relive over an over again in his lifetime, he would choose this moment. Even over the moment he got his gift, because even that couldn't compare to the happiness he felt when he kissed Y/N.
Pairings: Mirabel Madrigal x GN Reader, Isabela Madrigal x GN Reader, Luisa Madrigal x GN Reader, Dolores Madrigal x GN Reader and Camilo Madrigal x GN Reader
Genre: Fluff, Scenarios
Synopsis: The Madrigal Grandkids with a S/O that's love language is biting
Mirabel Madrigal
At first, mirabel was a bit confused and just lost?
She doesn't really mind since you don't bite that hard but she does wonder why you do it though so she asked you like any normal person would do
When you said that it was your language, she was a bit surprised but not really bothered by it because it wasn't really an issue with her
Mirabel and you were sitting on her bed as you two drew clothing ideas for mirabel to sew when suddenly you kissed her cheek and that wasn't out of the ordinary but when you bit her cheek, is when she got a bit surprised "What was that?" She asked as she chuckled a tiny bit not looking away from her sketchbook.
You moved away from Mirabel's face and looked at her "I bit you, did you not like it?" You asked as you pouted a tiny bit, there wasn't a problem with her not liking it but you were going to be a bit upset because mirabel didn't like your love language "No, no, just a bit surprised." Mirabel said as she grinned a bit as she turned her head to look at her making her curly hair bounce and sway a bit.
"It was actually nice," Mirabel said as she kissed your cheek making you grin at her, It would take a bit to get used to but mirabel liked your small bites and she actually bites you once in a while.
Isabela Madrigal
Isabela wouldn't mind but it did throw her a bit off guard when you did it for the first time
Isabela would compare you to a venus fly trap because of your biting and other carnivorous plants but don't take that as an insult! She loves carnivorous plants and loves your biting! She thinks it's adorable and she bites you back
When you said that it was your love language, isabela finally understood and that's when she started calling you venus fly trap
Isabela and you were just going around town, doing your chores and stuff when you decided to kiss her cheek which she leaned into but when you softly bit into her cheek, it made her stop walking in shock.
You stopped walking and looked at isabela "Um..you good?" You asked as you looked to your left and to your right then back at isabela as you were a bit nervous as isabela seemed like she didn't like your bites of affection.
Isabela then shook off her shock and looked at you "Yeah, you just surprised me...I kinda liked it." Isabela said as she said the last part a bit less loud than the other parts of her sentence while she winked at you then she leaned to your face and softly bit your cheek making your face heat up and making you flustered.
Isabela laughed at your flustered state "You did it to me, so I did it to you." She said as you two started walking again as you shook your embarrassment off.
Luisa Madrigal
Luisa literally froze when you first did it, She didn't know what to do but she did like it a bit, she did think it was a bit weird though she doesn't mind
She does wonder why you do it though she doesn't ask because she thinks that she'll appear as rude, she'll eventually just ask.
When you tell her that it's your love language and how you show affection, luisa literally loves it and feels honored whenever you bite her
Luisa and you were just relaxing in her room when you suddenly kissed her which she, of course, leaned into as she loves your kisses but then you softly bit her which literally made her freeze with you in her strong muscular arms.
You didn't mind and didn't think anything of it, you actually didn't even know that she froze because she wasn't moving in the first place, the only thing that was moving is her chest because of her breaths but when her arms started tightening around your body is when you started panicking.
Luisa loved hugging so you didn't mind when she did but sometimes her hugs were too tight "Luisa..?" You mumbled as you tried to snap her out of her thoughts, you didn't know what she was thinking about but most likely it was about your little bite "Oh sorry!" Luisa said as she loosened her grip on you and you nodded as you mumbled an "It's fine" while you sweat-dropped.
Luisa removed one of her arms from around her to rub the back of her neck "It's just that your small bite surprised me." Luisa said as she wrapped her arm back around you and you laid your head back on her chest "Hm, did you like it?" You asked as you quirked an eyebrow and luisa nodded "Yeah, it was nice." Luisa said as she kissed your forehead gently making you smile and chuckle a bit.
Dolores Madrigal
Dolores didn't really care nor was she surprised as she heard whenever you talked about whether you should do it or not, she was actually the one that told you that it was okay
Dolores likes it a lot, she thinks it's cute and sometimes even bites you back, and sometimes she just snuggles into bite
As I said before, she already knows that it's your love language so you don't even need to tell her that it's how you show affection but either way, she likes your bites and thinks they're cute
Dolores and you were currently watching antonio as everyone else was out doing chores and antonio needed to be watched, Antonio was a mature five-year-old and could be by himself for a few minutes but he couldn't cook and he was a five-year-old, and toddlers can't really be by themselves all day while every adult or teen is out doing something else.
You were leaning on Dolores's shoulder as she watched antonio play around with his jaguar and toucan, you then kissed her cheek making her smile and you could feel her face muscles flexing against your lips, you then bit her cheek making her giggle a bit "That tickles!" She said as you pulled away from her cheek.
You smiled softly at her "Then, maybe I should bite you more." You said whilst you chuckled a bit, antonio wasn't even around anymore, he just went further into his room to give you two your time.
Camilo Madrigal
Camilo actually loved it when you did it for the first time, He bit you back but much harder and it left a bite mark but he apologized immediately after and wouldn't stop apologizing for like two days
Camilo calls you morder which means 'bite' in Spanish or sometimes he just calls you 'biter' because of it though when he was little, he used to bite a lot of people and his mom and isabela used to call him morder too
When you explained that it was your love language and how you show affection, camilo started biting you too! He did do it softer than the first time though
Camilo and you were just in his room chilling, you were in front of him with his body lying in between your legs, he was laying on his stomach with his head on your tummy while you brushed his thick, shoulder-length curly 4A-ish hair with his green mixed bristle brush.
Camilo then looked up to look at you making you stop brushing his hair and you set the brush down on Camilo's canary-yellow satin sheets that matched the color of one of his 'backup' bonnets though the bonnet wasn't his, it was Dolores's, he stole it and dolores just let him have it because he wouldn't have given it back anyway "You're brushing my hair so rough, just like my Mami." Camilo said as he rested his chin on your stomach.
You chuckled a bit as you rolled your eyes "And, your hair is easier to brush when it's wet." You said as you ran your fingers throughout his now untangled hair and you then kissed Camilo's cheek then you bit it making him grin.
You looked at him weirdly when you pulled away from him, camilo then bit your cheek but much harder leaving a red bite mark indented on your left cheek making you scream out in pain "Ow!" You yelled making camilo pull back and he saw the mark on your face and he jumped up and immediately clutched your face "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bite you that hard!" Camilo whined out as he hugged you and he mumbled out many apologizes "I'm fine, It's fine 'milo.." You said as you sweat-dropped at Camilo's actions and movements.
Summary: Luisa lets her feelings get to her despite your constant reassurance.
The sun shone down on the Encanto as another beautiful day was ahead of everyone who lived there.
You were currently in your kitchen making lunch for your girlfriend, Luisa, since you knew that today she had a busy day of chores ahead of her. Lately you've felt as though the two of you haven't been seeing each other as often as you'd like. The two of you have been busy with your families and chores and you understood that, but you couldn't help but feel that something else was going on.
After neatly packing away the lunches you made your way to Casita. You figured if you left now you would be able to catch Luisa before she left.
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"Luisa!" you called out upon your arrival. It was common for you to be hanging out at the Madrigal home. You weren't only in a romantic relationship with Luisa, but you were also friends with all of the residents of the Casita. They considered you as practically a member of their family, and you thought of them as the same. it wasn't uncommon for you to be playing pranks around the Encanto with Camilo, or playing with the animals inside Antonio's room.
Although Luisa was happy that you got along so well with her family, she couldn't help but feel that the only reason you came around sometimes was because of them.
Luisa knew that you loved her gift, and that you loved her with or without it, but she felt as though her power paled in comparison to her sibling and cousins. She couldn't control the weather with her emotions, she couldn't create life, talk to animals, or shape shift.
She knew that these feelings were irrational. She knew that you loved her for her. Despite knowing this she couldn't help but feel that you were better off without her. Because of this she has been actively trying to avoid you. She didn't want to have to face you or her feelings.
She took on more chores in hopes that it would distract her from these feelings, but all it did was make them worse. The more chores she did the less time she spent with you. The less time she spent with you the more she felt that the two of you were drifting apart. When she felt that the two of you were drifting apart she couldn't help but feel that you'd be happier with someone else. Someone who could give you the attention you deserved.
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The sound of your angelic voice broke Luisa from her thoughts. She couldn't help but melt whenever her name fell from your lips. "Luisa!" she heard once again. it was at that moment it hit her. You were here.
Luisa felt the anxiety rise in her body. She knew that eventually she would have to face you but she didn't anticipate that today would be the day. She let out a breath, trying to put on a happy face for you.
"Mi amor!" Luisa greeted you, embracing you in a tight hug. You giggled, wrapping your arms around her neck. You felt her grab your hips and lift you off the ground, spinning you in a small circle before placing you back on the floor.
Despite trying her best to avoid you and her intrusive feelings she was ecstatic to see you. Whenever she saw you she was reminded of what made her fall as hard in the first place.
The two of you looked each other in the eyes, trying to figure out what to say.
"W-Well I should probably go do my chores now, I have a lot I need to get done and I-"
"Wait-" you spoke, grabbing her hands in your own. "I made you lunch! Well... I made us lunch! I was hoping we could eat together and talk when you take a break?" You asked, hopeful.
Luisa stared down at you, admiration shining in her eyes. "Y-Yeah, I'll come find you when I take a break, okay?"
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You sat on top of a hill, looking down at a group of kids as they ran around Mirabel. You giggled seeing the girl's nervous expression as they pestered her with questions about the Madrigals. As you waited you set everything up, hoping that Luisa wouldn't mind the picnic vibe you were trying to give off.
"(Y/n)?" Luisa gasped, staring at the scene before her in awe.
“Luisa! mi vida! I just set everything up! Come, come, let’s eat!” You excitedly spoke, pulling her to sit down on the blanket with you.
The scene before her had Luisa in shock. You had set up this gorgeous display and waited for her to finish her chores all day so that the two of you could spend this quality time together. Despite this she still couldn’t shake her intrusive thoughts from her mind. ‘this is the best time to get this off my chest,’ she thought to herself.
The two of you sat in a comfortable silence, eating from your respective meals as you watched the children play. A light breeze swayed through the Encanto, cooling off this sunny day. Although the two of you couldn’t find the words you wanted to say to the other, you were more than content living in this moment.
That is until one of you decided to break the silence.
“it’s nice being able to be together like this after so long,” you spoke, looking up at Luisa.
she smiled, nodding her head in confirmation. “yeah, it feels we haven’t been able to do this in forever,” she said through a breathy laugh.
“Y-Yeah, I feel like I never get to see you anymore,” you giggled despite the pain you felt in your chest.
“Well at least you have my family and yours, so you’re never really alone,” Luisa said, also trying her best to hide the pain she felt behind those words.
“Well of course I do, mi amor, but nobody would ever be able to compare to the happiness I feel when i’m with you,” you spoke, shyly looking away.
Luisa stared down at you, her face practically burning up. She looked down at her hands, her fingers moving like they had a mind of their own. Before she knew what she was doing she was turning her body, placing one of her hands on the side of your face. The gesture brought your attention back to her, your faces a few inches apart.
“I love you,” Luisa whispered, leaning in.
“I love you too,” you whispered back, your lips meeting in a sweet kiss.
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“It’s about time,” Dolores said to herself, having heard the entire conversation.
A/N: okay, so I LOVE Luisa and I need to write some of those adorable prompts for her…enjoy, dear readers!
Prompt: cuddling with Luisa and taking a bath with Luisa (fluff version).
Pairing: Luisa Madrigal x Reader (female pronouns used).
Luisa sighed softly, her muscular body leaning against the closed door.
What a damn day…it had been one of those days and every part of her felt it still, a dull ache throbbing throughout her entire body. Every muscle ached and burned, her feet felt so sore. Even her mind felt it, a headache thrumming in her head and refusing to let her be. All day, she had been wanting everything to be over…but more then that, she had been wanting you.
Her Y/N.
Just the thought of your name, so sweet on her tongue and soothing to her soul, had Luisa smiling softly.
All day she had thought of you and her arms had longed to drop her heavy burdens and take you up instead. And now with the work finally over (at least for now), she could finally do just that…but where were you?
Looking around her bedroom, Luisa did not see you as she normally did.
Her home had changed since you had come along, Casita shifting to make a place for you in her life. It was now like a little apartment, pieces of you scattered all over. The yellow kitchen (with your recipe book still open on the counter, always warm and smelling of good things), the living room (your books alongside her and your sewing box on the table), and even the bedroom (your sweater hanging on the chair) was empty…which only left one place to check.
“Amore?”
Moving slowly across the bedroom, Luisa opened the door to the bathroom..and there you were.
Steam filled the little room and you sat on the edge of the tub, swirling in bath oils as a little song played on the radio. Clad in only a silken robe of brightest blue, little golden butterflies scattered all over it, you looked so lovely in the light of the setting sun.
Gold melted over you as you looked up, smiling at her.
“Luisa!” You said so sweetly (no one said her name like you did, oh, you made it sound like magic). “How was your day?”
“It was…a day.”
“I had a feeling,” you replied. “so I started a bath. Care to join me?”
Nodding silently, Luisa smiled as you helped her undress. She could have done it herself but she liked so much when you did it, the feeling of your fingers making her heart soar. Leaving the blouse and skirt pooled on the floor, you kissed her aching shoulders softly, undoing her hair from the ribbon and letting her thick curls fall free. Sinking into the warm water, Luisa sighed in delight. Already she was relaxing. Perched on the edge, you washed her hair gently and just let her vent about everything.
You were always willing to listen.
And she loved that, knowing that at the end of everything, you would always be there to pick her up when she fell apart.
“…and I’m just happy it’s over, you know?”
“I do, baby.”
Pouring the small jug of water over her, Luisa sighed as the hot water poured down her scalp and shoulders.
A shudder of pleasure shot down her spin, pretty lips twitching into a lazy smile. Opening her eyes just so, Luisa could see you through her lashes as you rinsed her hair and hummed along to the radio. Oh, you were so pretty! So perfect!
Noticing her secret gaze, you kissed the top of her head and whispered a question.
“Is there anything I can do to make it better?”
“Well…there is something you can do, amore…”
Her rough hands gently tugged on the strings of your robe, letting it fall away as you giggled a little bit. Lips peppered all over your breasts and belly, each soft kiss making you sight so happily, until she couldn’t wait any longer. Lifting you up, Luisa pulled you into the tub and sat you between her legs, resting you against her breasts. Water rippled and rose, nearly pouring over the edge, as you settled into her.
The sound of her heartbeat, steady and strong, thumped in her chest and you smiled.
Taking your hand in hers, Luisa kissed your fingers sweetly, still marveling at the fact that you were hers…all hers.
The two of you stayed like that for a long while.
Bathing one another with the rose-scented soap and old washcloths, you just enjoyed the warmth of the bath and, even better, the warmth of one another. It was such a simple moment but it was everything to Luisa. Everything she could ever want or need…In time, she rose up from the bath and carried you out with her. Drying one another with the fluffy towels, you walked hand in hand into the bedroom. Luisa wore her simple nightgown, a white cotton dress that ended below her knees, and you wore one of her shirts. It looked so big on you and she loved that.
The bed, as big as it happened to be, was still a little small for the both of you but neither one minded very much.
Leaning against the big pillows, you held your book in one hand and left the other to rest in Luisa’s still damp curls. Her head rested on your heart, eyes closed. Long lashes curled against her cheeks and you smiled, thinking her so pretty.
Wrapped in a swath of handmade quilts, colorful and warm, the two of you cuddled close.
“Will you read to me?”
“Always,” you replied.
It was a little thing but she liked it…she asked for it often. Whatever you were reading, you would read aloud and she would fall asleep slowly.
“The man’s voice spoke again: ‘Are you very tired?’ ‘Oh, tonight, I gave you my soul and I am dead!’ ‘Your soul is a beautiful thing, child,’ replied the man’s grave voice ‘and I thank you! No emperor ever received so fair a gift. The angels wept tonight.’ Raoul heard nothing after that…”
And she slept.
Mumbling something you could not understand, Luisa held you in a sleepy embrace and you smiled at the sight of her. She was yours…all yours.
Turning your eyes to the page, you returned to your story and read a bit more.
Soon, though, you would join her in your dreams. Even as you slept, you belonged to her, dreaming only of your true lover. In dreams, she did not have to work so hard and the days were not so long. There was only and her and love.
Disclaimer: I don’t own you or the encanto franchise. Just the writing.
Pairing: Luisa Madrigal x Reader
Luisa chin rested in her hand as she watched the (hair colored) girl talk with a group of peers. Luisa sighed, getting up from the table she was sitting at.
“Lu? Everything alright?” Mirabel asked, noticing her sister’s demeanor. If she was Tia Pepa, Encanto’d be in the middle of a snow storm.
“Mm?” Luisa looked over to Mirabel. “Yes…”
“Lu, we’ve talked about this. It is alright to communicate your emotions when faced with an issue you’re upset with.” Mirabel placed her hand on her older sister’s shoulder.
“I wish I could get (Y/N)’s attention.” Luisa sighed. “Have you tried going over to her?” Mirabel asked, looking over to (Y/N).
(Y/N) laughed, pushing one of her friends in the shoulder. Dolores’d know what was being said. “Was that my name?” Luisa asked, watching her lips.
“Possibly, why don’t you approach her?” Mirabel asked.
Luisa bit her knuckle. “Mm… can you go with me? Just ask her if she’d mind helping us with chores? And then maybe make an excuse… and go on when I’m less nervous?”
Mirabel gave her sister a kind smile. “I can do that.”
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Mirabel tapped (Y/N) on the shoulder making the girl turn around. “Hey Mirabel!” She looked over to Luisa. “Hi Luisa.” She smiled softly at the buff woman.
“Would you mind giving me and Luisa a helping hand?” Mirabel asked. “Sure, what do you need?” (Y/N) asked, the group of peers disappearing.
“Painting Mrs. Hernandez’s fence, you know how she’s been after Mr. Hernandez passed, I figured it’d be a nice thing to do.” Luisa said quickly. “Aw, Luisa. Your heart is so beautiful.”
Luisa coughed. “I’ll get the paint.” She stated, walking away hurriedly, silently swearing at herself.
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“What’s that Abuela?” Mirabel asked over her shoulder, making (Y/N) and Luisa silently look towards the younger Madrigal.
“I’m comin’!” Mirabel said, waving to Luisa and the girl, running off.
“So, Luisa…” you dipped the paint brush into the paint. “Mm?” Luisa asked, paying attention to the strokes she made onto the fence.
“What’s on your mind?” (Y/N) asked, looking at the fence as she painted.
“What? What makes you think I have something on my mind? I thought I looked pretty thoughtless.” Luisa rambled, making the shorter girl laugh softly.
“Huh…?” Luisa looked at her.
“Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh.” (Y/N) sighs, placing the paintbrush in the can. “Have you ever kissed anyone?” She asked, picking at her nail getting the dried paint off.
“W-wha…” Luisa cleared her throat. “Have… have you?”
“If me answering first gets you to, then no.” She looked over at Luisa. “Oh.” Luisa looked to (Y/N). “No… I haven’t… kissed anyone that is.”
“Oh.” (Y/N) nodded, looking over to the muscular woman.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make this awkward. I was just… curious. My friends were teasing me earlier.”
“Teasing you?” Luisa asked, straightening her posture.
“Yea. I told them I never had my first kiss, and they were sure you had.” (Y/N) explained.
“Why was I brought up?” Luisa asked, looking over to her. “Because of my crush on you.”
“You have a crush… on me?” Luisa’s heart could’ve beat out of her chest by now.
“Yea… I’m sorry… I’m not even sure if you’re into me like that. I put you on the spot.” (Y/N) cleared her throat, the wall of rejection began pressing against her, making her heart race, paying close attention, she began picking at her cuticles.
“No! No! I like you!” Luisa dropped the paintbrush and held (Y/N)‘s face in her hands. “(Y/N) I…” Luisa took a deep breath, pressing her lips against the girls.
(Y/N) froze slightly making Luisa pull away. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean too… I…” (Y/N) closed her eyes, cutting Luisa off as she moved forward to press her lips against Luisa’s. Her hands rested on Luisa’s hands.
Slowly, they both pulled away. “Thank you…” Luisa said softly, placing her forehead on (Y/N)’s.
“Thank you?”
“For liking me…” Luisa took a deep breath. “Can… Can we be… in a relationship? I want you to be my girlfriend. I wanna bring you to dinner… I want to be able to call you Mi Vida o-or Princesa, o-or-“
“Luisa.” (Y/N)’s voice cut the blabbing woman off. “Yes.” She answered, laughing a little.
“Yes?”
“Yes. I want to be your girlfriend. But only if you’re my girlfriend in return.”
I think I’ve said it over twenty times now but....a relationship with Lj is not for you if you’re not willing to spend 80% of your time just being with him. Most aren’t—which is perfectly normal and a healthy way to think. He’s clingy, he has abandonment issues, he used to kill children because his own trauma brainwashed him, and he will hold you close to him for fucking hours without letting you even move—afraid you’ll leave him.
He wasn’t sure how to show affection at first, finding out for himself that just being around you wasn’t enough after a while. It was an itch he just couldn’t seem to find and scratch. He’d impulsively pick you up and carry you to absolutely nowhere, wondering if maybe the only way to keep you here with him was to hold you forever. None of the creeps are going to be yandere off the bat, even though most exhibit some yandere traits. Jack? Absolutely, he’s the creep with the most yandere traits.
I’m sure after eventually weeks of having your...boyfriend(?) pick you up and just hold you there for hours in the same exact position that became uncomfortable eventually you had enough. What he’s doing is an almost-cuddling thing with extra steps and more stiff joints. Just explaining that you want to try something and leading him to your bedroom will work. So long as you hold his hand the whole time.
He’ll love this immediately. I’m saying you’ve opened a door that you can’t close and whether you’re okay with that or not is entirely up to you to decide. He really likes where you’re the big spoon and he gets to hold you while pressing himself into your chest. He likes being the one held for once—although he refuses to not also be holding you. His fear of abandonment manages to present itself even here while you’re in bed with him. He likes having his hair played with, and he likes running his long ass weird finger/claws through yours as well.
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