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Aug 25, 2019

runaway // zabdiel de jesus

[ pairing ] badboy!zabdiel x reader

[ word count ] 10.3k

[ genre; part ] fluff, romance, drama, angst; oneshot

[ sum. ]

“if you run up we can runaway. i know you think about it everyday. i cannot say no to the pretty face. baby, we can lean in it” - runaway

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[ a/n ] this is for @ericks-mala-actitud 300 contest! i loosely used the prompt for some inspiration but the main idea of this fic is a back story to zabdiel in de cero. also the italics means that it is a flashback. enjoy!

“Zabdiel...” You giggled as pushed your boyfriend away from your neck which he was just kissing. You watched him break out into a small chuckle as his hands cupped your face, looking at you with his dark eyes.

“Mi amor, just a little longer?” He whined which made you roll your eyes quickly as you knew there was no way you could tell him no. Zabdiel wasted no time to attack your lips with his own. His kisses always made your stomach flutter, a sensation you never get used to. After a minute of two you pushed him away once more.

“Okay, I really have to go now.” You told him. He put a small pout on his face as he finally sat up. He grabbed the shirt off the bed and slipped it on, covering the tattoos on his chest and back. You bit your bottom lip as you sat up, buttoning your own shirt. You hated this part of your relationship. The way it always had to end at 5 PM, the way you could only be a couple in his bedroom, the way your family hates him. You sighed as leaned onto his back, draping your arms around his neck to encase him in a soft hug and then pressing a small peck on the side of his cheek. “I’m sorry. I love you.”

“I know, I love you too.” Zabdiel whispered as he turned to place a small peck on your lips. His pout was gone as he smiled into the short kiss. He pulled away and you rested your head on his shoulder as you both didn’t want to leave just yet. He raised a hand to your cheek, caressing it softly. “Mi amor, I’m always going to love you.”

You woke up with a groan escaping. You sat up from your sleeping position as you turned to read the bright red letter to your right. The time read 8:02 and that’s all you need to raise into panic as you were now running late for work.

“What’s got you in a hurry?” The voice of your boyfriend, if you could even call him that, said with a chuckle. You rolled your eyes as rushed past him to the bathroom to go get ready. He always did this sort of thing, not caring about anyone other than himself. “Babe?”

“Don’t babe me. Don’t turn off the fucking alarm when I have to go work.” You seethed right before you started to brush your teeth.

“You weren’t waking up, so I turned it off.” He told you which made you stop your actions, to turn towards him. You studied the way he was standing against the door frame, his arms were crossed and he should absolutely no remorse in his actions. You quickly rinse your mouth out and wiped the excess away before turning back to the man.

“Look, I don’t who you think you are but this is my apartment. I turn off the alarm when I want, I get up when I want, I do what I want.” You exploded which caught him off guard, making him let out a series of chuckles. You grew angrier as you could see that he was obviously not taking your seriously. “You know what, leave. This little whatever-we-had is over.”

“Whatever-we-had? We’re dating!” He outburst as he took a step backwards, away from you. You rolled you took a step out of the bathroom, following him. He took a seat on the edge of the bed still letting out a couple of airy laughs, trying to ignore your previous statement. You crossed your arms and looked to his sitting frame. “Well, it’s over. Pack your shit and leave.”

“Are you serious?” He asked as he ran a hand through his hair. He sighed as he stood up from where he was sitting. “You know, You’re right. We never really had anything because of you. You’re still fucking hung up on that guy, the one from high school? Look, you put on the stupid damn bracelet again.”

“This has no-”

“Bullshit. You just don’t want to look pathetic, but you are.” He jabbed at you with his eyes never left you. You shake your head and close your eyes, turning away from him. “See, you can’t even tell me I’m wrong.”

“Whatever, I have to go to work. Just get out of here.” You told him as you wandered into the bathroom to go wash your face. You entered the bathroom, closing the door as you looked down to your wrist which had the bracelet Zabdiel had given to you. Your hands lightly went over to the jewel and sighed. You put it unconsciously, like every other day. You hated to admit but the man angrily packing his clothes in your bedroom was right, you weren’t over Zabdiel. However, that doesn’t matter as that relationship was left in the past.

“Ah, it’s so cold.” You shivered as you entered Zabdiel’s small apartment. You could hear Zabdiel let out a little giggle as he locked the door behind you both. It was pouring outside and you both ran to his apartment as quick as you could but that didn’t save you from getting completely soaked.

“Mi amor, go ahead and jump in the shower. I will throw your clothes in the wash.” He told as he kissed the top of your head. You smiled at his actions but then you turned and draped your heavily drenched arms and draped them around Zabdiel neck. He raised an eyebrow as he copied your actions, wrapping his arms around your frame. You watched his dark curls to stick to his skin and his dark eyes as they never leaving your own.You didn’t have anything to say you just wanted to stay in this moment forever. “Mi mujer, you’re going to get sick.”

You ignored his words as you stared at the smile that broke onto his face. You knew that he didn’t know what you were doing, if you were honest, you didn’t either. All you knew was that you wanted to be in his arms and stare into his beautiful features forever. You felt your eyes soften as you stared into his beautifully confused ones. “I love you.”

“I love you,” He replied immediately. It was nothing you hadn’t heard before but every time those words left his mouth, they left you feeling as if you were on cloud nine. You felt him his lips press against your forehead. “More than anything....”

You lifted your face as a way to tell him that you wanted an actual kiss now, he chuckled as he complied with you desires. His lips were colder than you expected but you didn’t hesitate to pull him closer by his neck. You could feel Zabdiel break a smile into the kiss as be bent a little so the kiss could get more intimate. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Zabdiel pulled away. His hands left your waist as they went to cup your cheeks. He gave them a light pinch before placing a quick peck on your left cheek.. “Now, go shower before you get sick.”

“I won’t.” You pouted as you dropped your hands from him neck. You knew that if you went to take a shower now then the time your guys would have would be cut shorter than what it already was.

“You will. If you get sick, then I would have to days without seeing you.” He argued in a soft voice. You let out a puff of air and rolled your eyes. There wasn’t a way you could win this battle so you turned to the bedroom and then turned back to Zabdiel, trying to get him to side on you. He let out a soft chuckle before he grabbed your shoulder and manually turned you towards the room himself. You grumbled as you took your way to his dark bedroom. The only light was the one entering through the dark curtains, but with it being so dark outside there was barely any light. You flipped the switch of the bedroom which didn’t light the room as much as anyone would expect, the apartment that Zabdiel had was far from what you could call nice. The sink was broken, the lights barely worked, the water pressure was horrid, the fire alarm goes off at least three times a week, the neighbors were always fighting, but even through all of that, this was your happy place. The only place in the world where you can love Zabdiel as freely as you want, no worry about your family finding out, no worry about anything. Just you and the love of your life being as happy as you could be.

You ventured over the familiar drawers in his closer and pulled out a pair of boxers and then proceeded to look at the variety of sweaters and hoodies you had to choose from. You chose his pink one that he only ever wore inside. Though he has this bad boy exterior to the outside world, you are one of the few who knew about his love of cute colored things. You hugged the hoodie, taking in Zabdiel’s lingering scent. You quickly moved to start the shower so you could hurry with your shower so you could go back to kissing your boyfriend. The shower was mediocrely warm but it was enough to out beat the cold rain drops that your had you drench prior. Quickly washing your hair and body with the sad products that Zabdiel had, your shower was done at a hasty pace. You changed into the clothes you had stolen from Zabdi’s wardrobe a few minutes ago but as you did so you could see that your boyfriend had snuck into the bathroom to take your wet clothes. Once fully dressed with your hair barely dry, you hopped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom where you boyfriend surprisingly wasn’t. He usually laid on the bed, relaxing whenever you had to take a shower. You curiously turned down the hallway to find him in the kitchen where he stood standing over the stove, letting out a trail of curse words. “Zabdi?”

“Ah, are you done already?” He questioned as you could tell that he was shocked to hear your voice as you do have a track record of taking long showers. You smiled for your answer as you also lifted an eyebrow as a way to ask what he was doing. “Well, we weren’t able to get something to eat since its raining and everything, I was going to make you something but this damn stove...it sucks.”

“It’s okay, I’m not hungry.” You lied as you smiled once more. He turned to look at you with an unimpressed face as he then turned back to the stove top playing a little more with the burner until a small burst of fire appeared. You boyfriend let out a small cheer as you felt your heart drop. “Zabdiel! Be careful!”

He let out a genuine laugh as he turned to you, he leaned over to you with puckered lips. You, of course gave him a small peck but that followed with a slap to his arm. Zabdiel let out another laugh then turned back to the stove where he was melting some butter. He smirked as he turned to open the fridge really quick. “I hope you like...uh eggs.”

You giggled yourself as you took in the sight of your boyfriend. He primarily survived on food from the lady down the street who ran a small food stand of Boricua food, never really having much to cook for himself. This was solely due to the fact that he didn’t know how to cook, your mind reminiscenced of the time he tried to cook you a genuine dinner which ended up being a major failure. You silently watched as he cracked an egg into the pan, a small cure leaving his lips as immediately started to pick out eggshells with the fork. “Babe, do you want me to cook?”

‘No,no. I got this.” Zabdiel replied proudly as intensely watched the egg cook. You watched with love filled eyes as you he panicked and cursed at the meal he was cooking. You had no expectations for the results but just seeing the amount of effort he was putting into cooking made you not care. He slide your food onto a paper plate he pulled from the cabinet above. “Ta-dah!”

You eyed the meal in front of you. Despite his best efforts, the eggs were slightly burned. You smiled to your boyfriend who had an expecting face. His worried face turned into a smile. He then clapped his hands together as opened his fridge once again. “La tia, she gives me lots of tortillas which will make it better.”

He took out an aluminum covered package and quickly threw it into the microwave and started to press buttons. You stood from your spot in worry as you looked at you boyfriend in panic. “Zabdiel, no!”

Your large boyfriend turned to you with his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to understand what you were yelling about. “The metal! Zabdi you can’t microwave metal!”

“Ah!” He exclaimed as he quickly opened the microwave and took the small stack of tortillas out. He let a small chuckle before placing them on a plate. You sighed in relief as you sat back down in your seat with your heart still racing, you wondered how he had forgotten such a thing. Once they were down he turned with a proud smile as he placed the tortillas next to the eggs. He could tell that you weren’t pleased with what just happened so he nervously put his hand on the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with you. “You see, I usually just get tortillas there so I don’t have to worry about cooking. These were just left over, it just slipped my mind.”

You raised an eyebrow as you reached for a warm tortilla. This event that just happened made you even more nervous about Zabdiel living by himself as he always seemed to mess something up. He didn’t know how to wash his clothes so he just kept buying new cheap white tank tops at the flea market, he had no idea he had to pay a water bill until you had to complain about the insanely cold shower you had to take, and now the microwave you were scared for him. You nibbled at the tortilla as you waited for your boyfriend to take a seat with you. He was rummaging through his cabinets to find a cup so you guys could drink something, finally he found an old mug that he or his friends hadn’t broken yet. Zabdiel filled the small glass with tap water before he took a seat next to you. “You know, you make so worried when you do stuff like that.”

“Ah, mamita,” Your boyfriend sighed as he grabbed a tortilla for himself. He bit off a large piece of it off and started to chew obnoxiously loud. You rolled your eyes at him which then prompted him to do it even louder, and with his mouth still full he began talking. “You don’t need to worry about me. I am perfectly fine.”

“Ay, okay. Just stop talking with your mouth full.” You say as you tried to suppress a laugh that did you no good as a giggle was let loose. You watched as your boyfriend leaned back in his chair with a perfect little grin was placed on his face.

“There is the laugh I love.” Zabdiel said softly. You could feel yourself blush, nothing like when two had first started dating but still enough for Zabdiel to notice. He just had this way with you, something that made you never want to leave. There was nothing about Zabdiel that turned you away. He wasn’t the best student, but he is kind. He doesn’t care, but he believes in you. He doesn’t let people in, but he feels like home. He was perfect for you.

You both ate the food with little small talks filling in some of the silence. The plate was quickly finished as Zabdiel didn’t seem to realize 3 eggs isn’t much to fill up the both of your. “Should I make some more?”

“No, I’m full.” You fibbed. You loved your boyfriend, you truly did but the eggs were probably more bland than anything you have you ever eaten in your life. You quickly smiled as you caught a glimpse of Zabdiel eyeing you. “It was good! I ate most of it!”

“Ah...You liar.” He sucked his teeth as he picked up the plate. He then broke out into a loud laugh which caught you by surprise. “It was...disgusting. I’m so sorry… You really did eat all of those nasty flavorless eggs…”

Your jaw dropped as you watched you boyfriend hurry to pick up the dishes. You lightly slapped his arm as it reached down in front of you. You tried so hard to eat the food he worked so hard to make and there he was admitting that it was gross. “I can’t believe this... You let me suffer like that?”

“Lo siento, mi amor.” Zabdiel said softly as he placed a quick peck on the side of your cheek. You rolled your eyes as you watched Zabdiel leave towards the kitchen. You began to pout slightly so you could get your boyfriend to notice you which of course he did. You watched as he broke out into another laugh. He dropped the plates into his tiny sink and walked back over to the spot where you were still sitting. “Hm? Let me go make this up to you, yeah?”

Your pout broke into a small smirk as you let your boyfriend’s large hand encase yours as he pulled you towards the bedroom. The room was still dark and the sound of the harsh rain was loud against the window which didn’t matter much to you as you quick came plopping down onto your boyfriend who was laid out on the bed. You looked at his dark curly hair and ran one of your hands through it. His hair was so soft and delicate, you absolutely loved it. Someone who also loved you playing with his hair was Zabdiel himself. You saw his eyes close with pleasure which made you happy at such a scene but after a minute you gave him hair a soft yank. “Hey, I thought you were making it up to me?”

“Ah,” Zabdiel said as he opened his eyes slowly. He snaked a hand around your waist and swiftly flipped you over so know his larger frame was looming over yours. You bit your lip before pulling the rosary that was draped around his neck to pull him into a kiss, which he easily complied with. He moved his hand from your waist to start trailing up inside the oversized hoodie. “Have I ever told you how hot it is when you wear my clothes?”

“Hmm,” You hummed as you but your lips rolling your eyes in a cute fashion before finding your boyfriend’s love filled ones. “You might have mentioned it once or twice.”

“Well, I should tell you more often.” Zabdiel mumbled as he moved back down for a kiss before you socul say anything, the less talking the better. Zabdiel cut his kisses shortened as he started to trail down the edge of your collarbone. You bit your lips as you tried to take in the feeling of him kissing your neck as long as you could, but as he started to focus on a spot you both knew all too well, you had to push him away. You boyfriend pulled away from you with a worried look. “Eh? Que paso? Esta bien?”

You let out an airy giggle as you shake your head to ease him of his nervousness. Zabdiel was so gentle and caring, you never had to worry about him doing anything you didn’t want him to. You sighed as you began to sit up which the tall male followed you actions as he got from on top of you. “It’s not you, last time we kinda… you know… and there was a mark. My parents got totally freaked but luckily I covered it up with a lie about a book falling on me.”

Zabdiel let out a silent nod, he understood the condition about your parents. Of course, he hated it but he would rather deal with it rather than not have you at all. You nibbled on your bottom lip in guilt as you tried to read what was on his mind. Before you could think of something to say to fill the tense silence, you watched your curly haired lover stand up off the bed. “Zabdi…?”

Zabdiel didn’t answer you, instead he walked over to his dresser. He rummaged through his pants draw for a quick second, pulling out a small black velvet drawstring bag. You could see him fiddling with the strings in nervousness which must of been contagious as you felt your stomach swirling trying to understand what was happening. Your boyfriend stood in front of you for a moment, taking a deep breath before looking up to find you eyes. “Mi amor, I’m sorry about always getting you in trouble. I just can’t help it… I truly love you so much…”

You were speechless, you had heard Zabdiel say these words at least a thousand times before but with the sincerity in his voice you couldn’t comprehend anything, all you knew was the boy in front of you is most definitely the love of your life. You snapped out of your trance of admiring your boyfriend when he broke the silence with a clearing of his throat.

“I got these a while ago,” Zabdiel began as he started to open the small pouch. There were two bracelets with an amethyst jewel connected to it. He took a step forward and held one of the pieces of jewelry out to you. You gently grabbed it and took in the beauty of the bracelet. It was sleek and simple but so pretty and the best part was the the shy face that your lover had as he watched you look at it in awe. “I know they aren’t the prettiest or the most expensive...but I want to be connected to you, always... Y/n, I’m so crazy about you.”

You weren’t one to be emotional but watching your boyfriend be so raw and heartfelt with you, there was no other choice but to let you emotions through. Tears swelled up in you eyes which you swiftly tried to sniffle them back but there was no use since on had already fallen. “Ah, Mi Amor? I can get you something else...please don’t cry…”

“Aye, I’m not crying because of that!” You snapped to you boyfriend as you looked up to see anxious face. You let out another empty laugh as you wiped the tears away from you face. “Zabdiel, I love it. I’m going to treasure it...If you call it ugly one more time, I will hurt you.”

You viewed as his face turned from nervous to blissful in a matter of seconds. You turned your attention away from your boyfriend and clicked the bracelet onto your wrist, taking a moment to admire the subtle beauty of the jewelry. You then lifted your head to smile at your boyfriend who stood there admiring you. You reached you grab his hand and pulled him closer. His skin was cold yet intensely hot to you, you wanted to hold his hand forever. You took the bracelet from his fingers and clasped in on him. You trailed you fingers over it for a second, having your eyes go from his wrist to your own. You felt a sense of ease as now you could be known as Zabdiel’s girlfriend without hickeys on your neck or secret hideout dates. With this bracelet you guys were attached to each other without others having to know. A grin started to grow on your face as you looked back up to you expectant boyfriend. “Look, now we’re connected.”

Zabdiel put on a soft smile as he bent down to place a kiss on your lips again. He intertwined his fingers with his own. You could feel the passion, the genuine love within in his kiss. As if you needed anything more to melt about later on when you lay in bed thinking about today he broke a word into your kiss which made your heart leap. “Always.”

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“Late again, L/n?” You heard your boss call out once you entered the office. You mentally rolled your eyes as you put on an apologetic look, letting out empty apologies. You could see your his put on a smug look as he handed you a pile of small files which you immediately internally groaned at. “Since, you don’t want to take your job seriously, you take care of the minor disputes.”

“Sir, this isn’t my area...” You spoke softly, trying to snap at the taller man. He gave you a smirk and a small shrug as he walked past you and towards his own office. You were ignored and embarrassed. You worked hard to get to where you were but that doesn’t change the fact that you were merely an intern, working at a pathetic wage. It just showed how much this county cared about the people, as they left it up to you to tell the criminals their charges and fees. You knew it was because the real cops didn’t want to deal with the people pleas and profanity. You dropped your bag at the pathetic excuse of a desk. Your eyes turned to your fellow intern who was sitting across from you, you view him updating files. He gave you an apologetic nod as he had obviously watched how your boss had embarrassed you. “What made him give you files?”

“I bought the wrong creamer.” He sighed as he continued to type on the computer. You nodded, as you took a step out of the intern’s cub. The interns were treated so badly that it was practically a joke. You held the papers files in your hand with nothing but an annoyed look as you stopped at the front desk to greet your favorite person in the office. He was an officer but he usually dealt with missing cases and informing families on any news/evidence that was added to their cases. “Hey!”

“Ah Y/n! Good Morning...stuck with minor disputes again?” He asked in a quiet voice as you could only give him a lowly nod. He gave you a quick frown and tapped his fingers against the corner of his desk. “You would think that would be considered illegal...I can help out, bring the prisoners to you so you don’t have to hear any of those lowlife catcalls.”

“Yes, that would be such a big help.” You told him as you recalled the times when the people behind the bars would slur drunken curses and even spit at you, it was a nerve wracking situation that you were happy to not have to be in. He gave you a thumbs up as he reached for the keys that resided besides his computer monitor. You sighed as you began making your way to the conference room with a stack of files in your hands, some were small and short which usually mean that they had no track record while others who had multiple offences had a larger folders. “007 is up first.” You called out so you could get this done as fast as you could.

You went through the people as quick as you could since most of them were truly minor, but eveen with your quick pace you were already four hours in and you were getting tired. Most of the people you had actually known, there was a party yesterday and many people had gotten caught which resulted in them getting detained for drinking underage and smoking weed. They we’re given a small slap on the wrist, in other words 20 hours of community service and a two hundred dollar fine. You grew tired of repeating the same phrases so as odd as it sounded, you enjoyed the moment you got to the bigger problems, a change from college kids crying on how their parents were going to kill them. There was only one big file for today and you decided to take a peek at who it was, opening the file to find a picture of a boy you hadn’t seen in three long years. You stared at the picture to see the almost unfamiliar brown eyes that held little to no emotion in them. Shaking your head slightly as you tried to tell yourself that it wasn’t the boy you knew but once your eyes trailed to the name, you couldn’t lie to yourself even farther once you saw it. Zabdiel De Jesus

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“Nena,” Your boyfriend laughed as he knocked on your bedroom window. Usually the idea of Zabdiel coming even within two streets of your home was totally off the table out of the fear that your parents finding out but this was a special occurrence of your parent’s yearly visit to your grandmother who lived across the country. You giddily cracked the window open. Zabdiel had a duffel bag filled with clothes for him to spend the night. He pulled the window open with little to no problem which was incredibly sexy to you as you barely had half the strength to pull it open three inches. Your boyfriend reached the duffel bag into the room, dropping it softly on the ground then he climbed through the window himself. He turned to quickly close the window before it rained again as rain always seemed to love to show up at random times. Zabdiel turned to you who was standing at the edge of your bed with your hands clasped together as if you were holding your breath, which you were. This is the first time Zabdiel had ever agreed to spend the night with you. He draped his arms around your neck and bent down to place a kiss on your lips. “Mi amor, you look nervous… I don’t have to stay the night if it worries you.”

“No, no. I’m sorry, I don't know what is wrong with me.” You admitted to him. Zabdiel has been in your bedroom before but the thought of him staying the night was just something new. You were scared you would be caught.

“Y/n, don’t worry. Your aunt, she already checked in, no?” He asked as he rubbed your arms slightly to calm you down. You gave him a shallow nod. He then proceeded to ask if your parents sent you their obligatory phone call tell you that they arrived safely and you gave him another nod. Zabdiel smiled as he pecked your lips softly. “There is no need to worry, I promise. I wouldn’t have agreed to stay over if I thought we would get caught.”

“Aren’t you tired of that?” You inquired as your neutral face turned into a frown as you thought more on what he had just said. Caught. You were getting tired of how it felt as if you and Zabdiel were something bad, something other than two teenagers in love. Your boyfriend gave a confused look as his eyes questioned what you meant. You let out a small sigh as you tried to collect a way to word it. “I mean, hiding around and never getting to be a real couple. You have to be tired of it, I am. I just don’t understand why you even bother with this, you have tons of other girls throwing themselves at you the second they see you.”

“Hey,” Zabdiel eased as he looked at you with soft eyes and his hands reached up to cup your face. You looked into his gaze and you could already tell what he was going to say. “Y/n, I love you. I love you more than anything and if sneaking around town means I can be with you then that is what I will do with no complaints. I just want you. One day, we can be able to hold hands and love each other freely without having to worry about anyone else, not even the girls who dream of me.”

You let a chuckle due to his last words. He always said these words to you when you got nervous or angry about your relationship. Zabdiel was a dictionary definition of a perfect boyfriend; he listens, he cares, he waits, and he is head over heels in love with you. Yet the stress within you never let up. You both always talked about the day you would walk the streets holding hands without caring about a single thing but that wasn’t enough for you anymore. “When?”

“What?...When?” Your boyfriend repeated with a confused look taking over his face. You could see that he didn’t understand where you were getting at so you took another deep breath and clarified. “When do we get to be a normal couple?” You affirmed.

“When...When do you want to be?” He questioned as he looked down to your lips. He didn't wait for you to notice as he pressed a kiss onto your lips. Zabdiel had taken a step forward which made you take one back, this had you bumping into the bed. You tried to keep the kiss going while still trying to keep you balance but your boyfriend leaned in even more which made you fall back into the bed, breaking the intimate moment. “What do you want, mi amor?”

“I want you, Zabdiel.” You told him has your eyes focused on his serious face and you knew the words you spoke were completely true. Your heart raced in anticipation of what was going to happen next. You saw Zabdiel lean down to induce you into another kiss, this one being more tender than the last one but you didn’t care, the way you were feeling right now, you just wanted to kiss this boy for the rest of your life. Zabdiel quickly moved from your lips and began to trail pecks down your neck until he pulled away once more. You both locked eyes with each other, just rolling in nothing but love. You placed one hand on his cheek, rubbing your thumb under his eye softly. “Let’s do it.”

“W-what?” Zabdiel asked with shock obvious in his tone. You broke into a small chuckle as you realized where his mind had gone to. You rolled your eyes and dropped your hand away from his face. He gave you a confused look, wondering what you were talking about. You lightly tapped his chest to signal him to move aside. Zabdiel lazily pulled away from you with his puzzled stare never leaving you. You sat up turning to your adorably, clueless boyfriend. You reached for his hand. You used both of your hands to enclose one of his large ones.

“Let’s runaway.” You blatantly told him. You watched as Zabdiel tilted his head, still not fully understanding what the hell you were talking about. You took a quick deep breath as you rubbed one of your thumbs over his knuckles, using this short time to collect you thoughts. You were on the edge, about to burst with all your emotions but you didn’t want to confuse the large boy even more. “My love, we are never going to get to be that couple we dream about. Not here, in this town at least.”

“So, you want to leave?” Zabdiel trailed immediately. His face was serious and sincere, he was listening to your words with an open mind and heart. You could feel you heart beat start to pick up with the intensity that he was giving you.

“I can leave this all behind for you.” You stated with no hesitation. You were being truthful with yourself for once. You wanted to be with Zabdiel more than anything. Your desire for Zabdiel was nothing but greedy, too much was never enough for you. The days you can’t be with him felt so empty and so punishing, longing for nothing but to feel his embrace once more. When you first started this relationship, you thought the secrecy of dating of him was the fuel to the passion within you however that was never the case. It was him. He made you feel like a different person, your true self. You always had expectations and an appearance to keep up with everyone around you but once you were with Zabdiel, it all disappeared. He loved your raw side, the one with no filter. You loved that about him too, you loved everything about him. He was the one who made you stomach flip and your head spin with every little thing he did.

“Y/n, what about school? Your family?” He questioned. Zabdiel was all the way in, he always was when it came to you but he knew how you always got ahead of yourself in your ideas. He didn’t want to get his hopes up. You were expecting this from Zabdiel, he was always the cautious one. He kept his feet on the ground, having no problem taking your relationship one step at a time while you fell onto the spirited side of your relationship, hoping for the impossible.

“School? I graduated. My family? Zabdiel, they don’t care about what I want, so I have to do this for myself. I am finally going to be my own person. I don’t care anymore. I want you. I want you so much, Zabdiel-” You sentence was interrupted with his lips crashing onto your own. You squeezed his hand as the other one found a place on your neck, pulling you deeper into the kiss. His tongue slipped into your mouth and you could feel tender emotions, on a scale that you have never experienced from him before. Zabdiel was always the one to have a rough exterior, you were never able to truly tell his feelings yet there were times like these where they were painfully apparent, times where holding nothing back.

Finally, after what seemed like a blissful eternity, Zabdiel pulled away with taking a moment to recollect his breath while always loving gazing into your eyes. You saw his dark orbs filled with so much eagerness and admiration, you were lost in them. He broke into a small smile as he pressed his forehead to your own. He closed his eyes and “Let’s go.”

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The name placed in front of you caused you heart begin to race with panic. You must’ve reread the letter arrangements a thousands times trying to convince yourself that there was no way it was you Zabdiel. The door, as if on cue, let out an obnoxiously loud creak and you swiftly turned your head anxiously, the appearance of a familiar face killed any of you hopes of this being a wholesome coincidence.

You could see his dark brown orbs grow at the sight of you. You felt your own eyes grow in size but you turned your head quickly, not wanting to let on any ideas. You cleared your throat loudly as you returned your sight back to Zabdiel. His eyes looked as if they never left your body for even a second which made you heart race in an all too familiar.

“This is your last one for today. Your hours will be up so if you want to get this one over quick.” The guard reassured and you were sure there was no reason because you planned to get this over with as soon as you could. Zabdiel silently took a seat in the chair across from you with his handcuffed hands against his lap. This wasn’t the Zabdi you once knew, the bleach blonde locks falling into his forehead were unfamiliar. The dark look in his eyes was unfamiliar. The tattoos across his chest, unfamiliar. You couldn’t find the soft-hearted Zabdiel you were once in love with. You nodded for your buddy to leave yet you wished for him to stay behind so you could avoid the staring boy in front of you. You watched his figure walk through the door and with a silent sigh you turn back to Zabdiel who had an unimpressed expression. “You’re a cop?

“W-what? No,” You stutter surprised by the low tone he used. His voice was always so sweet and tender but he held almost no emotion in his words. You fiddled with the paper in front of you while you tried to compose yourself together, not wanting to continue to be an anxious mess. You took a small breath before you began to talk. “I am interning here while I study at the college.”

“What was that?” You heard him as in a louder voice. You lifted your eyes to meet your own and you had no other option but to assume that was his goal as a smirk played on his lips showing the view of his dimple that makes his sight familiar to an extent which somehow breaks your heart in too many ways. You blink your eyes away from him before whispering. “You heard what I said.”

The room fell silent. You were filling out the papers while having your ears sensitive to almost any sound, almost as if you hoping for him to continue to say something. You fought of the intense urge to sneak peeks towards Zabdiel, you felt that if you were caught then you would feel guilty.

“Hmm…” He hummed and you lifted your head to look at him practically the moment the sound left his mouth. You felt as if you were being played as you watched the smirk on his face grow in size. You bit you lips as you turned your head back down to the paperwork. It hurt to see him yet it was hard to look away. “Your hair is shorter.”

“And you're blond.” You commented in a soft voice. Even though you loved the brown, this wasn’t the boy you once knew.

“Do you like it? Chris and RIchard did it. I thought-” Zabdiel cut himself when he brought up an unfamiliar name to your ears. You looked at him wanting to hear more, learn more about this new person he had become. Your eyes silently begged for him to continue. He could talk about anything and you would gladly take in every word. For the first time, his head was turned towards the window, avoiding your gaze. You bit your bottom lip. You were torn in speaking up and keeping silent, you had to go with the later because it wasn’t fair to him. You were never fair to him. “It’s too hard.”

“Wh-”

“Don’t ask what. You know exactly what.” Zabdiel turned his vision back onto you with his eyes boring into your own with pain and betrayal flaring within them. You almost uttered some words of apology to him but you stopped yourself because in no way would that help your situation. Zabdiel gave you an eye roll when he saw that you had nothing to say and turned his attention back onto anything in this meeting room that would get his eyes away from you. Keeping your side quiet, you anxiously watched your former boyfriend.. He finally brought the words you have been dreading to hear into the air. “Did you get what you want?”

You fiddled with the bracelet that was, for the first time, not attached to your wrist. You were taking time to build up the courage to walk over to your happily-nervous boyfriend who was standing underneath the oak tree on the hill just above you. You could feel you breath hitch when you caught a view of him. He was as beautiful as he always, a smile cute smile on his face and his hands clasped together. Zabdiel was waiting for you with his whole life packed at his feet and here you stood with no baggage in sight. You blinked back the tears that were threatening to slip out. You knew if you were going to do this you would have to have no tears. That isn’t fair to Zabdiel.

You climbed the hill with steep steps and the smile on your boyfriend’s face grew tremendously, shrinking for a millisecond when he noticed there was no luggage with you but he resumed his smile once you had finally reached him. You tried to go at an extremely slow pace to bring you courage up but there would never be enough time for that. The moment you saw his innocent smiling face and caring eye, you knew there was no possible way for you to do this without breaking your own heart. “Mi amor, tu maleta? Were they too heavy to bring up here? Want me to go gra-”

“Zabdiel…” You cut him off in a short breath. You heart was racing in nervousness as you still fiddled with the bracelet in your hands. Once Zabdiel could see that the jewelry wasn’t on you he knew something was up so he waited for you to continue, giving you time to develop the words that sat on the tip of your tongue. “...there isn’t and luggage....”

“Why?” He questioned in a tender voice. His demeanor was soft and warm, you could probably count on one hand how many times he had gotten mad with you. Your felt your chest physically hurt as you looked into his understanding eyes, wanting you to explain what was going on. You turned away to look down to his shoes as tears dropped from your eyes.

“I’m not go with you.” You let out in a choke as you sniffled to calm the tears that were no longer hesitant to fall. The words you dreaded to speak were now out in the open and you couldn’t bare to look at Zabdiel’s face for the next blow you were planning to deliver.

“Mi amor? What happened?” Zabdiel’s kind voice spoke as his large hand reached your shoulder, rubbing it softly to help you calm yourself down. He let out small hush sounds as a way to tell you that there was no need to cry so much, a way to comfort you. That wasn’t what you wanted. You felt that you didn’t deserve for him to be so sweet towards you. Getting his hopes up only to let him down for what seems like the millionth time. You felt as he pulled you closed, wrapping his long arms around your shoulders while his hand landed on your head, making it lean into his chest. “Did your parents find out? Just tell me what happened…”

Your eyes squeezed shut at his statement. You let out a loud sob in guilt. It would have been so much easier if your parents caught onto your plans with Zabdiel. Yet here you stood bagless, and no parents to blame. You agonized for hours trying to decide between your family and your dreams or Zabdiel, your answer is painfully obvious. You shake your head in Zabdi’s chest as one of your hands found his abdomen, you pushed yourself away from your beloved boyfriend. You raised your eyes to meet his soft ones, his saddened expression was hard to look at. It broke you heart so much more than you ever could have imagined. You sniffled and took a deep breath, deciding to own up to your decision because he deserves that in the least. “No, Zabdiel. My parents aren’t the reason I showed up with no suitcase.”

“If not your parents...what? What was it?” His expression was hurt and confused, not following on what you were getting at. You licked your lips for a quick second thinking of your next words, trying to place the feelings you were feeling into words yet there wasn’t anyway to do that. Taking one of his hands, you placed the bracelet, you were holding onto dearly, in the center of his large palm. Zabdiel looked down to his fist and then back to your face to try to understand what this action meant. Your eyes cowardly avoided his gaze. “Y/n…? What the hell does this mean?”

You closed your eyes again taking your hundredth deep breath, you turned your head back toward Zabdiel. You don’t get to be the coward here, you decided this. You have to go through with it. “Zabdiel...I can’t go with you. I sat home last night, packing for today. I was on my fourth pair of pants when I saw my acceptance letter. Zabdiel, I can’t leave that behind. I worked my whole life to get there and my parents, I can’t say goodbye to them. They wouldn’t approve of us, I know but to never see them again? I can’t do that to them. Zabdiel… I’m so so so sorry.”

Midway through your speech, Zabdiel was the one to turn his eyes away from you. You swallowed the lump in you through as you waited to hear something from him, anything at all. You wanted to know what he was feeling, you wanted him to let all his emotions loose. You were shocked when you abruptly felt the bracelet being shoved back into your hand while his eyes snapped back onto yours. You blinked in confusion. “You keep that. Keep it as a reminder that I wasn’t enough for you.”

Zabdiel let go of your hand as he took a few steps away from you, he dipped down to pick up the duffel bag. You took a few moments to comprehend the words Zabdi had just spoken to you. This was not how it was supposed to go down. You followed him swiftly, grabbing his arm in an effort to make him face you yet he shook off your grip. You had to take quick steps to get in front of him. You narrowed your gaze on his face which was enraged and upset, clearly not wanting to see you. “Zabdiel, I don’t feel that way at all. I love-”

“Bullshit.” He cut you off which made you jump in shock. His tone was as cold as ice, there was not a single trace of the warm Zabdiel in sight. You brows furrowed as you wanted to hear what he had to say, he had the right to let this out. He let out a trail of spanish curses as he lifted the duffel bag up for emphasis. “See this? I packed my whole life in here for you. I gave everything up for you. You know why? Because I love you. You say you can’t leave your dreams behind? Why can’t you go to a college near where we were going to go? Huh? Your parents? Never seeing them again? If your parents disowned you over me, then why would you want to ever see them? You don’t love me, you only love yourself.”

“You’re right.” You shrug with the tears spilling out of your eyes. “I do love myself. Zabdiel, I love you too. Why do you think I am standing here pathetically trying to get you to hate me? You have given up so much for me and I do this to you? Please, just let it all loose. I want to take the pain away from you…”

“That’s impossible. This hurts more than anything. Y/n, my heart is broken because of you. You can keep every reminder of us because I don’t want them. I don’t want this anymore, I don’t want to be a burden to you. Go after your dreams, live your life, do what you want.”

“Wait, Zabdiel. What is that supposed to mean?” You choked out. You had already expected this to be the end of your relationship yet you were still clinging onto a lingering hope that you both could work this out, like you always did.

“Y/n...You made this choice.” He spoke coolly yet you could see the tears trickle down his beautiful face. You nodded as you cried harder. He was right, you did this because you were selfish. You have always been that way. You want to have your dreams but you still wanted Zabdiel, yet throwing everything away for him, scared you.

“I’m sorry.” You say and you can see the hurt expression on his face as he sniffled back his own tears. Zabdiel slipped the duffel bag onto his shoulder as he began to walk past you. You turned to see the distance between the both of you grow more and more. You bit your lip before calling out to him for the last time. “Zabdiel, I will always love you.”

Almost as if you said the right words, Zabdiel dropped the duffel bag on the dirt road and turned the heel of his right foot. His actions were quick yet you perceived them in slow motion, almost as if this was a movie. It didn’t even take five seconds before he was standing in front of you. He looked at you, taking in your appearance just as you did to him. His tall frame was towering over your own, his dark curls were pushed back with his headband and his eyes were lit with a fiery passion and darkened with a deep sense of hurt. He brought his hand up to cup your face and his lips came crashing into your own. The kiss was far more intense than any of the ones you both had shared before and you found yourself drowning in it. You were trying to get the most out of it as you could, you knew that this was more than likely going to be the last time you were ever going to feel his lips. The kiss went on for minutes, the lack of breath made you knees weak but Zabdiel pulled away a moment sooner than too much. You sucked in air almost instantly, trying to give your lungs the oxygen they were denied for the past minute or two. You eyes hazily were drawn to focus on Zabdiel once more. He was taking a couple deep breaths himself and you wanted nothing more to pull him into another kiss, wanting to ignore the fact that in a minute he would turn his back to you once more and you would probably never see him again. Zabdiel dropped his hands from your face and you were shocked that you hadn’t even remembered that they were there. He took one long breath before he finally spoke his final words. “I hope you regret this for the rest of your life.”

“Of course not.” You answered quietly. You knew the mistake you made. You were scared of what your life would be with Zabdi alone yet somehow you never took into consideration how hard it was to be without him. You spent days worth of time imagining how your life would be if you would have gone with him that time. Yet the underlying fact was that you didn’t and no matter how hard you try, you can’t change the past. You drifted you gaze towards Zabdiel who was watching you with a familiar glimmer in his eyes. “I have regretted it... that day.”

“Me too.” He told you softly which caught your attention. You looked at him and his soft demeanor was somewhat apparent now. Though his appearance was not the same of the boy you said goodbye to on the hill, he was still Zabdiel. He could see your desperation for so sort of closure. “I was hurt but I had no idea what it would be like to not have you. I spent days coming to my apartment and even though I had all my valuables from my old place, I never felt at home so I would…”

“What?” You questioned further when he trailed him on the later half of his sentence. He let out a sigh and your mind raced with possibilities of what it could be.

“I would just miss you. You made me happy and I messed that up being dramatic and childish.” He stated while he fiddled his fingers together. You were happy to hear those words yet there was a sour taste left in your mouth when you heard that he blamed himself for what happened between the both of you when it was clearly your actions that ended the relationship. “When I saw you, I was struck with all my emotions again and I wanted to be mad at you. I just can’t. Watching speak in such a soft voice and avoid looking at me, I hate it. Y/n, I want you back so bad. Please just tell me what I need to do and it’s done.”

“Wait, You’re asking me forgiveness? Zabdiel… I’m the one who ruined us.” you told him honest which made him shake his head not accepting your words. You rolled your eyes and began to speak up the many thought you had acquired through the years. “Zabdiel, you owe me no apology. I should be the one asking for a second chance. If it wasn’t for my stupid fear and irrational thinking, that day never would have happened.”

“Fear? What fear?” He asked with the same soft and sweet tone that he did back in the day when he was worried about you.

“I was scared to leave. I said it was because of college and my parents but I don’t know, I was scared to change my whole life...because it was already perfect.” You said as you repeatedly clicked your pen in nervousness. It was true though, after the years of thoughts you had put in. You loved your teen years with Zabdiel, the only problem was you parents which was easily avoided since they were usually always working but changing everything with Zabdiel frightened you because life was never like the movies. People don’t live those fairy tale romances which was the main thing that scared you, what if by chance, Zabdiel were to fall out of love with you. That was the underlying fear which took a little too long to figure out. You looked back to the tall Puerto Rican man in front of you who was looking at you as if you were a precious gem. “I’m sorry. For that day, for breaking your heart, for everything…”

“I forgive you.” Zabdiel answered with no hesitation. The words slipped off his tongue as if he had been holding them there for such a long time. You blinked several times in shock but you could see the sincerity on his face which made you shake your head in disbelief, muttering that he was being irrational. There was just no way he could forgive you. He stood up in one action, picking up his hands which he had failed to remember that they were handcuffed. “I forgive you, Y/n. All gone, all forgotten. I mean it.”

You bit your bottom lip at the sound of his words. You couldn’t count the times you had dreamed of him saying those words to you and now here he was. You shook your head as you also stood up to get closer to eye level with him, he had grown at least and inch or two since the last time you had seen him. “Zabdiel…”

You grabbed his hands as silence filled the air. You rubbed your fingers over his now tattooed knuckles, slowly moving them up to reach the cold metal of the handcuff which were accompanied with a piece of jewelry. You dropped your head to look at his wrist and saw a familiar silver cuff with an amethyst jewel hanging off of the top. A smile creeped onto your face as you began to unlock the handcuffs locked around his wrist. He wore it. The words he told you weren’t coming from the rush of emotion from this sudden reunion. The fact that he was wearing this bracelet without possibly have knowing that you would be here, meant that he never got over what the both of you had, just like you. You looked up to his pleading eyes, and for a second you wondered how he could forgive you for what you had done to him. Yet just as you always were, you were selfish. You decided to throw the regret from that day away the second you started to lean into him. There was no use in hating that day any longer when here Zabdiel was, standing in front of you with his heart in his hands waiting for you to just reach out and grab it. It was painfully clear to you that Zabdiel was the love of your life and you weren’t going to stand there and waste this chance for you. Your lips found his in a tender kiss which you once again found yourself deeply falling into. The taste of his kiss you missed it for far too long. Pulling back out of the kiss which seemed too short for you, wishing to lean back into another kiss, you looked into the now familiar soft brown eyes that were filled with pure love and admiration. “I love you.” You spoke tenderly

“Always.”

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