Here's a little preview of my newest oneshot!! It's called Flower Power!
It's based on one of daliceus' pieces of art (the one where Agustín has a flower beard). It's not done yet, but I'll tag her when I post the full story! (I already sent her this part)
Oh, I'm still pretty new to posting things on tumblr, so a lot of the words in the original document had italics but it's 12:30am here and I have to be up at 5 am so I'm going to worry about that later!
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Previously,
"Well there was this one time, Papí grew a beard…"
Mirabel's head whipped in his direction so hard and so fast, he swore it was going to come clean off her head. Her mouth was agape with utter shock. "You had a beard?!"
"Yes, when your mamá was very pregnant with you, I got a little…lazy you might say, and stopped shaving for a while. I had more important things to take care of than shaving my face."
"Hey I liked the beard!" Julieta looked at him with those big brown doe eyes he loved so much.
Agustín gave her a suggestive look. "I know you did, Amor. You loved it."
Julieta felt the heat creep lower and lower. Her whole body felt red-hot. She knew her face looked flushed. And it wasn't just because she felt hot. Her daughters were wearing looks of equal disgust on their faces. "I know I did. It was sexy. Really sexy."
Agustín wrapped his arm around her waist, practically pulling her into his lap. "You did, didn't you?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Julieta felt herself grow even hotter. She knew they were growing increasingly inappropriate. They were treading a fine line between sitting in each other's lap, to straight up dry-humping. Their daughters were right there. All three of them. Julieta tried to care. It was as if they were the only people in the room. In a breathy voice, Julieta asked "Maybe you could…grow it again? For me?"
"I'd do it for you. You know, if I remember correctly, you really liked it on your-"
"-Ok, EW ENOUGH!! We don't need to hear any more! We don't need to see anymore! EVER!! You two are absolutely vile!"
"Yeah Isa's right, you guys don't need another accident!"
"For once, I agree. You were enough of an accident, Mirabel."
Mirabel growled, "You know what Isa-"
Agustín laughed. Julieta climbed off his lap, thoroughly embarrassed. Agustín wrapped his arm around her again. "Where'd you think you guys came from? Do you think a stork built his nest above our window and dropped you off in a basket at our front door?" Julieta groaned. "Agustín, really?"
"We know where we came from and how we got here, we just don't need or want to see it. Or hear it." Luisa chimed in.
"Yes we really don't need a visual. Now can we please get back on track?!" Mirabel groaned into the throw pillow she had originally set on her lap.
Julieta began to collect herself, sitting up straighter and fixing her clothes and her hair. "Sure, Mira. What were we talking about again?"
All three girls groaned collectively, "PAPI'S BEARD!!!!"
Julieta blushed scarlet, and laughed somewhat nervously. "Oh, yeah, that."
