Part one.Ā Part two. Part three. Part four. Part five
Summary: A costume designer tries to explain her crazy university years and past relationships to her 11 years old son.
Pairing: Latina!Reader x Tom Holland x Michael B. Jordan x Pedro Pascal x Ben Hardy x Logan Lerman x Timothee Chalamet
Serie warnings: SMUT, angst, age gap, mention of drugs, violence, blood, a lot of misspellings (sorry) and if youāre underage get the fuck out of here, thnx š
a/n: Hey, I write this because I want to improve my English skills which is obviously not my first language and because, u know, quarantine. Itās based in the film with the same name but believe me, the story is totally different. The girl in the image that I poorly edited is white and skinny but thereās not other references to it, this fic is friendly with any size and color skin.
āItās ok if youāre a slut mom, it's not a big deal.ā You almost crash the car at the sound of the voice of your son using that word, itās not unusual on a kid of that age, but it still sounds horrible, itās the first time that you hear him curse and doesn't feel good at all.
Everyone with eyes could notice, you are not a regular mom, mainly for the bright short pink hair that you have had since you were fifteen, if youād say that you were born with it, many would actually believe it. Of course, you say bad words in front of your kid, even explain to him the meaning and why he shouldnāt use them but it is ok for you to do it, he is as smart and mature as you wish you would be.
āWho the fuck taught you that word?ā You said in a concerned voice, using the irony to cool your perturbation. That is a word that shames women, he couldnāt hear it from you, you never use it, doesnāt matter how much you want to.
āMichael said it in class, I didnāt know it was a bad word, sorry mom.ā You looked at him through the rearview and give him a soft smile; he is the kindest, sweetest kid you ever met, and it is really great news because at pregnancy you were afraid of not like your own kid and have to deal with him for the rest of your life. But you are in love with him, and you knew, at the moment you saw him for the first time, that everyone else will be inferior next to him.
āWell, it is, and Michael is an asshole, so donāt hear anything that came of that dirty mouth, we donāt insult women for having an active sexual life, ok?ā You asked arriving at home and parking, feeling pressed to distract the kid of all the questions he has about your romantic life, you could talk about sex with him but thereās no need to humiliate yourself about your unsuccessful love attempts.
āOk, I just want to know how you and daddy met, he said that he competed with other guys, was it like a game?ā You got out of the car and go to the backseat to help him but he was already out, sometimes you forget he isnāt that small anymore.
āFirst of all, your dad is an asshole too, second, there wasnāt any kind of competition, I was dating a lot... no, a few guys at that time, because I was young, single and had a less complicated life, thatās the whole story.ā You entered the building holding his hand, as usual, you couldnāt imagine your life anymore not doing it, it feels like the right thing to do, like putting the cereal before the milk.
āWho were they, you met them at college too?ā The little boy presses the elevator button and looks at you without blinking. You sighed exasperated and look everywhere but him, you know your kid too good to know that he isnāt close to leaving the topic.
āEvan...ā
āJust tell me how many they were.ā
āFine! Jeez.ā You tried your best to not look like you were mentally counting because that is exactly what you were doing āFive.ā
āIncluding dad?ā He asked with authentic curiosity while you were waiting in the elevator.
āYou know what? I worked so hard to make of this relationship a no judgment place and to be honest, Iām feeling judged.ā You responded feeling nervous for no special reason, you has been avoiding those memories for a long time and now the simple siluettes of them are making your heart pound with force.
āI just want to know what went wrong between you and dad.ā The separation happened six months ago but Evan couldnāt get over it yet, he was trying his hardest to fix whatever was broken between both of you; maybe it is your fault for never argue in front of him or showing any kind of distance, you tried to look like a happy couple until the very end, and of course, the notice took him by surprise.
āYou know what went wrong, Iām too cool for your dad, and you better watch out or Iāll decide that Iām too cool for you too.ā Entering to the apartment you made your way to the kitchen, opening the freezer and pretending to look for food but you and Evan knew that pizza would be the choice, you never cook on mondays.
āMamĆ”.ā The way he sounded so grown up gave you chills, you never hide anything from him, and just felt wrong to start doing it right now. You looked at him and bite your cheek, for some reason just think about remember all of your ex lovers an put them on the table is terrifying you, you havenāt think of it in years and now your kid is obligating you to put your life in perspective. Maybe you donāt like him that much after all.
āSometimes people doesnāt want to be together anymore and itās no oneās fault, itās not your fault, you know that, right?ā You walk to him and hug him giving soft kisses in his head, smelling the scent of his hair and for a moment forgetting every bad moment you had on your life. Thereās still some of that baby essence in him, youāll hold onto that smell until the very end.
āYeah, but I still want to know who are they, do you keep touch with them?ā He insisted not even aware of the cute mother-son moment you were having.
āUgh!ā You softly pushed him away from you dramatically and let yourself fell on the couch, you know that you already lost that battle. āI donāt want you to have the wrong idea of this, your dad and I broke up because we werenāt happy together anymore, and now that we are separated we can enjoy our life and you at the same time, thereās nothing to fix.ā
āOk, but you told me that you had me by accident.ā He started saying standing in front of you with his hands on his hips and decision in his eyes.
āThing that I regret saying everyday.ā You interrupted with a whisper.
āSo what if your happy ever after isnāt my dad and is one of those guys?ā He finalizes sitting next to you. You looked at him with no expression, you already knew the answer of that, but didnāt say anything, it is too bad for him to know that he wasnāt planned, it would be worst hearing that his father wasnāt your first option.
āWhy do you care that much? It happened a long time ago, I donāt even know where those guys are now.ā You fix his hair softly and cup his face, lying, clearly.
āI just want you to be happy, and I know you are happy with me, and I know that you donāt need anyone else, and I also know that you and dad wonāt get back together, i just want to know how you fell in love with him and who the other ones are so I can understand better why you stop loving each other.ā You were speechless, couldnāt think any response to that, he was manipulating you and you noticed but didnāt care, you never could deny something to him, and today is not the exception.
āOk, Iām going to tell you everything, but if weāre doing this, weāre doing it in my way, that means that Iām not telling you who your dad is, Iām changing names, jobs, and Iām censuring the most of it because youāre underage, you order pizza and thereās no way Iām doing this completely sober.ā You finished as you opened the freezer again, this time looking for wine, Evan jumped happily and goes for the phone.
