POWER TRIP !!
Summary: When Miles is forced on a vacation with his mother and a bunch of people from his mom’s past, he expects to be miserable the entire time. But little does he know, you’re lots of fun to be around…
Pairing: Earth 42 Miles x Fem!Black!Reader (Both are 17)
Notes: My friend did not have time to translate for me so I had to take matters into my own hands and use SpanishDict and DeepL. If the translations are shit, please correct me in the comments. I’d really appreciate it. Also, If I mentioned anything about Miles’ hair being in a low ponytail or a bun, I meant what I said. He reminds me of Latrelle from on my block so his hair is very versatile in my mind💀 With that being said, I hope you all enjoy!
Warning(s): Implied Grumpy x Sunshine trope, profanity of course, Rio is definitely an instigator (she means well), Miles is annoyed for majority of the story, rushed relationship, Y/n’s dad is annoying, teenagers in love (you wish that was you huh?) Let me know if I forgot anything!!
When Miles’ mother bursts into his room, speaking in frantic Spanglish about how Miles needs to pack a bag, he has to stop and look at the expression on her face to realize nothing is wrong and he doesn’t need to kill anyone tonight.
His mother tells him that a few of her closest friends from high school had found her Facebook and wanted to meet up, and he couldn’t stay home alone after that stunt he pulled last week when she had to work extra hours at the hospital. And not only did he have to go, but he had to bring his younger cousin Dillon as well so his uncle Aaron could “handle some business.”
Miles just sighed, knowing he couldn’t argue with his mother and began to pack his bags. Three days later, him, Dillon, and his mother had landed in Orlando and were standing in the lobby of an overly colorful hotel. As his mother was checking in, Miles realized he’d rather be anywhere else.
After receiving their right room numbers, the three of them walked to their rooms to settle in before returning to the lobby, where all hell broke loose.
His mother had made the decision to scream and approach two other women who were also screaming. Miles could only shake his head and wish to go home. He thought about escape routes, ride arrangements, and even the possibility of staying at Uncle Aaron's house.
However, his inner thoughts were interrupted as his face was forced into someone's chest.
“Lil’ man!” A random chubby man yelled, his hand tangled into Miles curly ponytail. “You was this big last time I seen you! You done grew some! How old you is?”
“I’m seventeen.” Miles said, his voice muffled by the guy’s chest.
“Seventeen! Damn, how time flies by. You remember me?”
“Nah.” Miles said curtly.
“Miles.” His mother started, raising an eyebrow.
“I don’t, ma. ¿Querías que mintiera?”
“Watch the attitude, Miles.” She said, thumping him on the forehead before embracing the strange man and the two screaming women. “These are my friends from high school. Michael, Linda, and Nicole.”
“Nice to meet you.” Dillon and Miles said in unison.
Linda grabbed Michael’s hand before gesturing to the children behind her. “These are our kids; Y/n and Jacob.”
Nicole then joined in. “And these are my sons, Jonny and Tito.”
Miles looks to each kid as they’re being introduced, but he lets his eyes linger on Y/n a little longer until Tito spoke.
“En realidad, mi nombre es Salvador. No Tito. I don’t know why they still call me that.”
Miles chuckles. “I feel you.”
“So how old are you all now?” Miles’ mother asks, squeezing her friends’ children into a hug.
The kids all name their age, and Rio gets excited immediately.
“Y/n and Miles you’re the same age! And Jacob you’re the same age as Dillon! You can all be such great friends. ¡Qué amoroso!”
The adults talk about their kids closeness in age for a second before Rio opens her mouth again.
“Papá, sé amable y ayúdala con sus maletas.”
“No necesita mi ayuda, mami.”
“Miles.”
“Vale, vale…”
“Y/n!” Rio yelled excitedly, gaining your attention. “Miles will help you with your bags.”
You waved your hands and shook your head frantically. “Oh, Mrs. Morales it’s okay! My dad can-“
“Oh don’t worry about him, I insist! Go, Miles.”
Miles sighs as silently as he can and then grabs all four of Y/n’s bags effortlessly, looking at her to lead the way to her room.
“Come back quickly!” Michael yelled, fixing his voice to make it sound deeper than it already was. “Put the bags down and that’s all.”
“Okay, dad. Chill.”
Y/n and Miles walk in silence, never speaking a word to each other although Y/n's stare spoke volumes.
They return to the lobby mostly silently after setting the bags down, with Y/n opening and closing her mouth a few times but never really managing to say anything but “do you like bread?” Which earned her a side eye from Miles.
When they got back, Jonny told them what the adults had decided.
“We’re going to Disney springs.”
Together with a few other hotel guests, the ten of them boarded the Disney shuttle bus and left.
When they got there, the adults made the decision to play a game of rock, paper, scissors to determine where they would all have dinner tonight. Nicole won and decided to let the kids choose.
Michael made an attempt to bribe them into choosing the T-Rex Café, but they all side eyed him and chose Planet Hollywood.
When they arrived, a makeshift red carpet led up to the entryway. Somewhere in the middle, one of the employees offered to take a group photo of them.
Miles took three pictures, two of them courtesy of his mother who insisted they were pictures he should be taking.
One as a group, one with his mother, himself, and Dillon, and one with Y/n.
Both were a little awkward. The former had Rio kissing Miles on the face and pinching Dillon's cheek in public, while the latter… was an interesting thing to talk about.
After taking a picture with his mother and cousin, Miles was about to walk away when Mom stopped him and said
“Y/n! Would you like to take a picture with Miles?”
Miles was so shocked that he couldn’t speak, and Y/n would have dropped her phone had it not been for Jacob's fast reflexes.
“O-oh, no Mrs. Morales, he doesn’t even want to take a picture and I myself am so of tired of pictures, you know, with the flash and everything.”
“Girl don’t play with me.” Linda spoke, inserting herself into their conversation. “You’re a model. You do this for a living. Just take a quick picture with Miles and we can go.”
“Baby she don’t need to take a picture with no boys.” Michael whined, turning his wife to face him.
“You know he’s a good kid, Mike. He’s Rio’s son.”
Y/n's parents continued to argue as she nervously walked over to Miles on the carpet while Rio and the photographer instructed them to smile.
Although Miles didn't smile, he calmly wrapped his arm around Y/n, who jumped at the touch and stared up at him in shock.
“Smile for me, ángel.” Miles spoke lowly enough for only Y/n to hear, meeting her eyes and smirking.
After taking the photo, the photographer gave it to Rio and instructed them to enter the restaurant. Miles walked away from Y/n without another word.
After that awkward fiasco, the group entered the restaurant and were immediately welcomed and seated. Y/n ultimately found herself seated next to Miles, and she could not stop worrying about whether or not her chewing would be too loud. But instead of thinking in her head like normal people, Y/n muttered under her breath, a lot like Deku from My Hero Academia (ifykyk).
Miles noticed and chuckled to himself.
A server took their order a little while later, and a short while after that, they left to look around at the movie props and film scripts around the restaurant.
Later that night, the adults left their kids some money and went on a hot air balloon ride. Since Miles already had money of his own, he gave Dillon the borrowed money and then walked away alone.
Well, at least he thought he was alone.
When he realized he wasn’t, he nearly backhanded the intruder, but they were quicker than he'd thought and caught his wrist.
“Um, okay. Wow. I definitely could’ve died.” Y/n spoke, dropping Miles’ wrist.
“My bad.” Miles spoke, looking her up and down. “Why didn’t you go with everyone else? They need someone to watch after them.”
“Trust me, they don’t. Salvador is very responsible.” She informed him. “Besides, how do you know I’m responsible enough to watch over them?”
Miles shrugged and moved away from Y/n to lean onto the only railing that separates them from the water. "I don't."
Y/n chuckled and then followed him, leaning against the same railing but facing Miles.
Miles gave her a stank face. “I actually came over here to remove myself from you…”
Y/n shrugs. “You intrigue me.”
“Yeah?” Y/n nods. “How so?”
“Well I don’t know.” Y/n shrugs, “In my experience, silent people are the most interesting.”
“Or the most deadly, depends on who you know.”
“Cmon, drop the hood nigga persona and let’s be besties for the rest of this trip.”
“Nah.”
“It’ll be fun!”
Miles rolls his eyes. “You are something else.”
“I know, you’ll get used to it eventually. Three months top.”
“You said for the rest of this trip.”
“Well obviously I lied.”
“She lied. Of course she did.” Miles spoke to himself. “We can’t just be civil and be quiet?”
“No, we have to be besties. It’s the only way or else I’ll cry and your mom will let my dad beat you up.”
“He can try, but I can fight.”
“Please!”
“No.”
“Please!”
“No.”
“Come onnnnn!!”
“No.”
“Miles!”
“Okay, mama. Okay. I’ll be your Bestie for the rest of the trip.”
“You won’t regret it! Okay, now let’s go have fun!”
Surprisingly, Miles let Y/n to lead him aimlessly around Disney Springs until they left. The following few days, he allowed her to continue dragging him around.
When it came time for everyone to return home, Y/n's family made the decision to take drop everyone else off at the airport (since the four of them actually lived in Florida and didn't need to leave the state).
This time, Y/n was the one insisting something. That something being walking them into the airport while Rio insisted that it was fine.
Y/n won, which meant her dad had also decided to walk them in just “to make sure Y/n won’t get lost.”
“So,” Y/n started, linking her pinky with Miles who surprisingly enough didn’t seem to have a problem with it, “How was it to be my Bestie for a week?”
Miles chuckled. “You’re not all that bad.”
“I’m not all that bad? Don’t you mean it was the best experience of your life and you can’t wait to see me again?”
“Nah, I ain’t say all that.”
“But you meant it. It’s okay to admit that I’m super funny and cool and pretty and you absolutely love me.”
Miles chuckled again, which was out of character for him.
Rio checked the time and spoke up
"Miles, dile adiós. Tenemos que irnos. Te esperaré allí.”
Miles nods and turns to face Y/n, but Rio quickly pushes him aside and embraces the girl.
“It was so nice to see you again, hermosa! We’ll have to keep better contact so we can see you and your family again, okay?”
“Okay, Mrs Morales! It was so nice to meet you in person and I really enjoyed your company this weekend. You’re so sweet!”
“No, you’re so sweet! Much love to you sweetie, we’ll plan something soon.” She kisses you on the cheek before pulling your father out of the way so you and Miles can have a moment.
“So,” Miles turns to you, but gets interrupted by you throwing your arms around him.
“I’m gonna miss you, bestie!”
Miles smiles down at her, finally wrapping his arms around her waist. “I’m gonna miss you too, mama.”
“See, I knew you loved me.”
Miles' eyesight travels from her lips to her eyes and back again. Naturally, Y/n can't keep quiet.
“You look like you want to kiss me.”
“Quiero besarte.”
“Do it, no balls.”
Miles chuckles before kissing Y/n twice on the lips and trying to lean in once again, but of course both of their parents broke up them up by clapping and raising their voices in protest.
Yet again, Y/n can’t keep quiet.
She looks up at Miles with hearts in her eyes. “…you taste like strawberries and rainbows.”
Miles rolls his eyes before pecking Y/n's lips once more, prompting yet another outburst from their parents.
"Cálmate, mami. Please!” Miles whined while Y/n shook her head at her father with wide eyes.
Y/n grinned as she pulled away from Miles and pulled her phone from her back pocket. “I don't have your number.
Miles took her phone and swiftly entered his number before handing it back to her and holding her hands in his, gently moving backward as he does so. "Let’s keep in touch, yeah?"
Y/n nods, saying bye to Miles as he pulls away and walks over to his mom, of course waving a goodbye to Y/n’s dad as well.
BONUS:
When he got home later and took his phone off of airplane mode, Miles felt his phone buzz in his pocket with a text from an unknown number who he could only assume was you..
Translations (may be inaccurate or in Spain Spanish btw, so please correct me if needed):
¿Querías que mintiera? - Did you want me to lie?
En realidad, mi nombre es Salvador. No Tito. - Actually, my name is Salvador. Not Tito.
¡Qué amoroso! - How sweet!
Sé amable y ayúdala con sus maletas - be kind and help her with her bags.
No necesita mi ayuda, mami. - She doesn’t need my help, mommy.
Vale, vale… - Okay, okay…
Miles, dile adiós. Tenemos que irnos. Te esperaré allí. - Miles, say goodbye. We have to go. I’ll wait for you over there.
Quiero besarte. - I want to kiss you.
Cálmate, mami - Calm down, mommy
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