You love to go fishing with Javier. It was the only time where you both get to have your quality time peacefully uninterrupted. However that usually meant you were either reading, writing, or drawing whilst Javier enjoy his fishing. Sometimes you both would get into long conversations switching from topics to topics. Either way you never did the fishing.
But today was different; you decided to give his hobby a try. The basics were easy to catch and so far you managed to catch 2 fishes! "See, fishing's not so hard! You're practically a master by now, amor," Javier seemed really impressed by your progress as you giddily smiled at your achievement. By the time you caught your third fish he was already on his eleventh. You don't know how he does it, really.
"Seriously, how do you get that many fishes in such a short amount of time?"
"Bait, hermosa. It's what the fishes like."
"I'm literally using your bait right now and I barely got anything. You sure you ain't using anything special without me?"
Javier chuckled, "maybe it's because they like me more."
Before you could give a witty response you felt a strong tug on your pole, "woah- holy- I think this one's big!" The pull was so strong it had you digging your heels into the dirt, fingers gripping the rod as tight as you can. "Think I need a little help here!"
"Okay hold on," just as Javier put down his rod, the pulling stopped. Taking the pause to catch your breath, you immediately reeled in the cast to pull the fish closer to you. But it was merely a few seconds later before another pull jolted your body forward.
Promptly losing your balance you were almost pulled into the water before Javier managed to snatched you by your waist in time. "Shit," he cussed. Digging his heels into the earth, Javier held you tighter to his chest as you tried to reel in the stubborn fish. The reel broke in the end, "god dammit! Ugh!" You groaned as you slumped against Javier. "Hey you did your best, Hermosa."
You rolled your eyes and sighed, "all that pull for nothing."
After setting you down Javier went to grab his rode, "don't give up so quick. Here try again." When he noticed your reluctance he grinned, "if you managed to catch this one I'll buy you a new pair of clothes." There it is, he thought, watching your eyes lit up at his offer. He was already planning to take you shopping after this anyway so whether or not you succeed you'll still get what you want.
Getting yourself into position, you cast the reel into the river once again. He stood behind you, hands at ready just in case. But instead of a few first tug, you were immediately pulled seemingly out of nowhere. Javier quickly moved to snatch your body but you somehow slipped from his grasp as you crashed head first into the water. Gasping for air, you swam straight to the shore; the fishing pole long forgotten. "Mierda, are you okay?!"
It was a good thing you wore a lighter outfit today, your usual dress would've had you struggling to swim. As soon as you were near enough, Javier immediately ran to you uncaring of the water flowing into his boots. You furiously coughed out the water as he pulled you up. He swiftly checked for any injuries, after all you did fell from a rather high ground. "I'm okay, I'm okay. Though my face felt like it's been slapped," you joked. Cupping your face he turn your head left and right, making sure you're still intact. "You could've fell into a rock you know. The river isn't that deep around here," he sighed, "'s a good thing you're okay. Come on."
After getting yourself dried you turned to apologized for losing your his fishing rod. "Ah don't worry about it. Could always get a new one."
"Guess that means I ain't getting a new outfit huh."
"Eh? What kind of man do you take me for, of course I'll buy you new clothes," you don't know why Javier seemed offended by your statement, "but you said-."
"Sometimes I like to say dumb things, amor. Besides, it's your first time fishing. You deserve a lil treat for trying."
"Javi, you're so sweet!" you cooed. "Only for you, amor," he says he bent down to kiss your hand. You giggled, he smiled contently. "Now let's go shopping shall we?"
Exiting the wardrobe, you spun in front of Javier. "What do you think?" He clasped his hand in front of his face, pondering very very hard. He can't seem to make a decision, "amor, I think everything looks good on you."
You sighed, "if that's the case then I guess I'll have to get the cheapest set."
"Eh?!" he stood up at your seemingly stupid decision. You merely tilt your head, "well I don't want to spend too much of your money, Javi. You still need some to buy your new fishing rod remember?"
Javier shook his head, disappointed at you for saying those words even though you were right. "No no no. Don't even think about that, mi vida. Just take the one that you like the most, I can take care of it." And he would, if the payment was too much for his budget he'd ask you to wait by his horse before pointing the gun at the cashier.
"Are you sure?" you asked, squinting your eyes at him to which he responds with a loving peck on both your hands, the feel of his rough fingers soothes yours as he cradles it that almost seemed like he was begging to let him spoil you. "If you say so, Javi," you return to the wardrobe. A few minutes later you emerged, wearing a white long sleeved collared shirt under a blue vest, with a dark pants/skirt to complete the look. "Oh! I almost forgot," grabbing a red neckerchief you tied in a ribbon around your neck, "ta-da!"
Looks familiar, Javier thought, "doesn't that looks like something I would wear?"
You smiled cheekily, "I wanted us to match! Seems pretty nice don't you think?" His heart swelled so hard at your gesture it almost burst. But he can't help but feel like something's missing. Upon realizing it, he went to grab a bowler hat, similar to his colour, and carefully placed it on your head. "There, now we're really matching, mi vida."
Ever since then, every time you wear you wear that outfit people around camp kept mistaking you for Javier at first. Especially when they're drunk. "Hey greaser! Say why do you look different than usual? Were you always like that?"
"Who are you calling greaser buddy?" Javier's sudden appearance had Bill jumped so bad he knocked himself out of his chair, "what the-? Why the hell are there two Javiers?"
"I think you need to lay off that alcohol, Bill," you advised but Bill staggered back at the sound of your voice, "why's your voice so different? Get away from me!" You and Javier giggled at the sight of his retreating figure. "Say, we should get more matching outfits, amor."
And then they tore off each others clothes that night— I'm sorry idk how to end this story help
My friend is so delusional about her crush it made me feel better about my Javier obsession. But lowkey I wanna try out what her witch craft, who knows if Javier might appear right lmaoaoaoao
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