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mirabel x fem reader futbol fic where they play and like reader does so good and mirabel praises her and and add camila being an absolute loser at it

then reader accidentally throw the ball at mirabel and she falls and then reader takes her to the nursery and takes care of her

You only live once

Mirabel x fem reader

genre: fluff

i’m doing so many mirabel fics lately and i’m so happy abt it she needs more content💪 also camilo is trans in this fic so he’ll be a she here lol also i swear i’ll be writing more guys!!! the next fic that comes out will be for julieta so stay tuned, it’s coming i promise!

“Y/N” Mirabel says as she points at you and you walk over to her side. You were the first person she picked and you couldn’t be more excited. She chose you to be on her team for a game of futbol that included you and the Madrigals. Mirabel was one of the team captains and Isabela was the other. Your team currently consisted of Mirabel, you, Antonio, and Bruno against Isabela, Camila, Pepa (yes she still got it), and Felix. Julieta and Luisa weren’t present because they were busy in town, Dolores was the score keeper, Agustin was the referee and Abuela was the spectator/water provider.

When Mirabel picks Bruno as her last teammate, she bumps your hip and smiles at you. She then wraps her arm around your neck and pulls you close.

“You ready?” she asks.

You nod “Hell yeah. Let’s do this.”

You two touch foreheads and you look at her, that smile totally unwavering under the shining sun. You felt the warmness of your girlfriend’s head on yours, her curly hair slightly covering her eyes.

“Alright lovebirds, you ready?” you hear Pepa say as she stood there with her arms crossed, smiling slyly.

You felt your face heat up even more as you and Mirabel pulled away from each other, cheeks tinted red from a combination of the sun and Pepa’s comment.

“Ya mami callate!!” Camila says jokingly as Pepa stretched out her arm and hit Camila in the back of the head with her hand.

“Ay ay ow mama! I’m sorry!” the girl says as she holds the back of her head in pain as she hunches over.

“Never talk to your mother like that again!” Pepa says as she crosses her arms and turns away pouting “hmph!”

Everyone tried to stifle their laugh at the sight of Pepa hitting Camila the way she did, it was so funny.

“Team huddle!” Mirabel declared as she turned around, grabbing the shoulders of her teammates as they all huddled together.

“Okay so Bruno, you play as the goalie. Antonio, you can play at the front with Y/N. And I’ll stay back here playing defense and helping Bruno out. Think of me as his right hand man.”

Everyone in the circle nodded in agreement.

“Any questions?” Mirabel asked.

“Wait… do I have to dive for the ball?” Bruno asked.

“Do I have to play the whole game?” Antonio joins in.

“Am I gonna be able to just yolo it?” you say.

Mirabel’s previously hyper and excited look turned into one of confusion as she looks at you.

“No Bruno, you don’t have to dive for the ball” she tells the man as she points at him while giving him a determined look.

She then kneels down to Antonio’s level and her expression softened.

“No Antonio, you don’t have to play the whole time. Just take a few breaks” she told the boy as she patted the top of his head softly.

Finally turning to you, that confused look that she previously had returned but she cocked her eyebrow this time. Her mouth hung open slightly and her upper lip was raised, showing her teeth a little.

“Y/N what’s a… yolo?”

You could only roll your eyes adoringly and burst out laughing. Seeing her so confused like that made you laugh because the face she made was so confused and… cute!

After you finally recovered, everyone on your team started smiling at the sight of you laughing and you began to explain.

“Well yolo is an acronym. It stands for you only live once. It basically means to just do whatever you think in the moment with no set plan” you say.

Mirabel’s expression changed from one of confusion to one of determination.

“Now you’re talking” she smiled “Let’s win this.”

As if on cue, your team separated from their circle and Agustin blew his whistle to start the game. Everyone quickly went to their positions and you looked to Antonio and he seemed ready enough, his hand balled up in fists and he stood in a fighting stance. You then looked behind you and Mirabel made eye contact with you, mouthing a ‘let’s yolo this’ as she winked at you and smiled.

“Remember everyone, we’re playing two 10 minute halves, much shorter than the average game but it’ll still be fun. I promise” the man said as he smiled.

“Ready everyone?” he asked, checking on everyone one last time before the game began.

The sun was so hot on your skin, you felt it warming up as soon as Agustin blew the whistle. It was so bright outside you had to squint and the only thing you could see clearly was the ball through the heat waves. The state of the weather must mean Pepa was extra excited to play futbol today.

Isabela started with kickoff and she immediately passed it to Camila. Camila then started running up the field, zooming past everyone and it was only her and Bruno left for a one on one. She then swiftly kicked the ball in the goal, only to be stopped by Bruno’s foot. The girl’s face of cockiness changed to one of fear and shock as the ball went from Bruno’s foot to Camila’s face.

The poor girl then took a fall and rolled over on the ground in pain. Mirabel ran over to her cousin and Pepa came over as well, so worried for Camila and hoped she was okay.

“Camila, are you okay?!” Mirabel asked worriedly as she held her hand out for her cousin to grab.

“Yes yes I’m fine… I think” the hurt girl said as she rubbed her nose and her cheeks tinted a light pink in embarrassment.

“Mi bebe!! Are you okay?!?!?!” Pepa came over running, kneeling down to her daughters level. A cloud formed above the woman’s head and she cupped her cheek gently. Camila let out a small ‘ay’ before she smiled at her mother.

“Thank you mami. I’m okay.”

She smiled and got up, dusting off her dirty knees.

“Let’s continue ref!” Camila said, waving her hand in a swirling motion. God, she was so embarrassing sometimes.

Agustin simply nodded and blew his whistle “Let’s continue everyone, to your positions!”

You went back to your position and it was your team’s ball. You stayed back, on Bruno’s right side and he gently kicked the ball towards you. You then started slowly going up the field. Camila then started running down to attack, despite Isabela’s pleads to stay in her position.

“You’re not getting past me! Don’t even try!” Camila yelled, rushing up to you as you smirked and passed it to Mirabel.

Thank god your girlfriend was paying attention to your every move, being prepared when the ball made contact with her left foot. Camila ran past you, not realizing what had happened as you ran up the field and Mirabel fumbled to keep up with you.

“Here, here! Pass!” you yelled, now at the other team’s side of the field. You raised your hand, sweat dripping down your arm as you panted for air. You were in shape but you had to act fast before Camila caught up to you. Isabela ran up to Mirabel in efforts to steal the ball from her. Thankfully, the girl listened to you and passed you the ball. After it made contact with your feet, you turned and sprinted as fast as you could. All you had left was Pepa and Felix. It should be easy enough.

Finally making it to the deep side of the opposing team, you dribbled past Pepa despite her efforts to push you with her body. The woman was lanky and skinny but god was she strong. You could’ve sworn you felt the heat of the sun on you when her skin made contact with yours, it was burning. After dribbling past her, you came close to the goal, you swiftly kicked it into the left corner and Felix literally fell into a split as he tried to block it.

The second the ball make contact with the net you felt your heart skip. You hadn’t even realized it, but Mirabel ran down the field with you the whole way. As soon as you turned around, you saw her running up to you, that big beautiful smile on her face.

“GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!!!!!!” the girl exclaimed before she ran up and hugged you. She wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled you close, squeezing you tightly. Her warm hands held you close to her and you felt your heart beating in your ears. Smiling into the hug, you hugged her back and your soft hands made contact with her bare skin. It was so smooth and a good kind of warm. She was wearing a tank top and her skin was practically glowing in the sun.

Sadly, Mirabel pulled away much sooner that you would’ve liked. Looks like you were going to have to make a few more goals for her then. And you would stop at nothing.

“Wow Y/N! You did so good out there! I’m so proud of you” the girl told you as she took your hand and brought it to her chest.

“We wouldn’t have been able to do this without you.”

You felt your heart melt and your knees almost buckle at her statement. You really didn’t deserve her and you thanked whatever god that was out there for her.

All you could do was shake your head and look down at the ground, a huge smile plastered on your face. You tried to act modest.

“I wouldn’t have been able to do it without my golden girl either, you know” you responded.

Mirabel smiled in reaction to your statement and she laughed, covering her mouth with her hand.

“Oh come on, you know that was all you” the girl said. She would’ve said more but knew better because she would become a stuttering mess if she said anything after that. You pretended not to notice that her cheeks were tinted a rosy pink and that she was still holding on to your hand.

Turning around, Mirabel took you with her, forgetting that she was still holding onto you. She covered her mouth with her other hand and looked down at the ground, her face becoming even more red. She muttered something to herself but you struggled to hear because you thought she was talking to you.

“What was that?” you asked.

“W-what?” the girl looked down, realizing she was still gripping your hand. Your fingers were intertwined with hers and she could’ve sworn that’s not how she held your hand in the first place.

“O-oh! I’m so sorry I didn’t realize I-” Mirabel tried pulling her hand out of your grip but you shook your head.

“It’s okay. Don’t be sorry. I want to hold your hand.”

If it was possible, she literally would’ve ascended into the sky in that very moment. Her flustered expression remained as you led her to the other side of the field. She trailed behind you, her eyes glued to the ground and her other hand covering her mouth in shock. She kept asking herself why she kept freaking out, you guys were dating for Christ’s sake!

The first five minutes of the game had commenced, there was only five more left until the break. This was going to be a lot of pressure. Not because you weren’t confident, but because you wanted to impress your girlfriend and her family of course.

When Agustin blew the whistle to commence kickoff, you were so determined to make another goal for your girl. Anything for her honestly. The other team started, with Camila passing the ball to Isabela. Mirabel went to guard Camila while you tried to take the ball from Isa. Isabela got the ball and sprinted, and you chased after her. And god, was she fast. She was also a really aggressive player as well and she kept using her elbows to poke your ribs whenever you got too close. She plays dirty, but you refuse to. You were gonna win your glory the right way. While you were defending Isa, Camila ran along with her, giving her cousin an option to pass the ball to. Mirabel tried to keep up, but Camila was just too fast. So while you defended Isa, Camila ran alongside you two, leaving you in the middle and Mirabel trailing behind.

By this point, you guys were on your side of the field and Isabela passed it to Camila, the ball passing right in front of your feet. You tried reaching out for it, but ultimately failed, falling in the process. Camila then took the ball close to the goal as Bruno lunged forward and barely missed it. Camila kicked it past Bruno as he ran forward, the ball making contact with the net.

“Let’s go! Goalassoooooooooo!” Camila yelled as she punched the air and smiled brightly.

“Aye! Nice job Camila!” Isabela said as she high fived her cousin and ran up the field with her back to their side.

You sat on the ground, sighing in defeat. Your legs burned from the heat radiating from the ground under you as well as the hot sun above. Sweat dripped down your face and the drops landed on your hand. Your body was too tired to move and it was only the first half. You just wanted to do good. To make no mistakes. So you didn’t look dumb in front of her. A person then appeared behind you. Their shadow casted over your breathless and tired figure. Turning around, you looked up and noticed that it was Mirabel.

“Hey... you okay?” the girl asked you, almost whispering. She held a warm smile and put her hand out. How could you not smile back at her?

You allowed yourself to smile for a moment, scanning the girl’s figure when you frowned. Her knees were scraped and bloody. She caught your expression and reassured you that she was okay.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m okay see?” Mirabel says as she runs in place to show you that she was okay “My legs still work!”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. For a moment it felt as if you had forgotten all the pressure and exhaustion you were feeling.

Suddenly you heard the blow of a whistle “Halftime! Five minute break everyone!” Agustin yelled as everyone got off the small field you played on and walked over to the patio where Abuela waited with water.

“Come on” Mirabel stated as she held her hand out to you and she pointed her head towards the drinks “Let’s go take a little break.”

You accepted and slipped your hand into hers as she pulled you up. The two of you walked over to Abuela and Mirabel still held your hand and squeezed your arm, her cheek being squished by your arm because of how tight she was holding you. You didn’t mind though, she was so adorable. You then helped Mirabel wash off her cuts, applying hydrogen peroxide to them and wrapping them.

“Ouuuuuuuuuuch!” the poor girl couldn’t contain her desperate cries for help as the liquid made contact with her open wound.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry” you said, kneeling in front of her, gently cleaning the cuts with a paper towel. You then got a wrap and wrapped it around her knees, securing them with athletic tape.

Backing away, you stood up and nodded so Mirabel could stand up.

“How’s it feel?” you ask.

“Better than ever. Thank you” Mirabel responded.

You blushed and looked down at the ground like an idiot as you twiddled your thumbs. Your lovey dovey expression was cut off by the feeling of a light hand on the top of your head. Your eyes widened and all you could do was keep your eyes glued to the ground. A shocked look was plastered on your face until you mustered enough courage to look up and meet Mirabel’s warm eyes.

They were so beautiful and looking into them made your heart race. All she did to return your flustered expression was smile and look at you like you were her entire world. Her eyes gleamed with love and adoration. How did a girl like her make you want to melt with simple headpats? You two stared into each other’s eyes, slowly getting closer and closer together, forgetting that the entire Madrigal family surrounded you two.

The tension that surrounded you two quickly disappeared when Agustin blew his whistle.

“Alright everyone, time for the second half!”

Everyone that was sitting on the benches quickly got up and made their way to the field, leaving you and Mirabel behind.

You then smiled warmly at her before pointing your head towards the field, urging her to follow.

“Come on” you said “Let’s win this.”

“By yoloing it?” Mirabel asked.

You responded by nodding and taking her hand “By yoloing it.”

When you two got on the field, only Bruno was there and Antonio was missing. He told you that his sobrino was too tired to keep playing so he sat on the sidelines, wanting to just watch the rest of the match. Pepa preferred the same, showing this by sitting with her son as she conversed with her mother, Alma. You and Mirabel just shrugged this off because the teams were going to be equal anyways. You insisted that Mirabel come up and play with you more because Antonio’s spot was free. You didn’t really need him anyway, you just wanted an excuse to play with Mirabel more. So without further questions, she agreed and moved to Antonio’s place.

The score was now 1-1 and you wanted to break that tie more than anything. With Mirabel watching front and center. Before Agustin blew the whistle, you gave her one last thumbs up and she nodded her head in determination, showing that she was going to try her best to help you. Kickoff was going to start with your team, since the goal was made on your team last.

After spending the first 8 minutes struggling to get the ball past the other team, the score was still tied but time was becoming an issue. Isabela and Camila were practically pushing you and Mirabel further and further back until they would eventually break through your defense. The pressure was on, and the temperature outside wasn’t helping. You and Mirabel panted for who knows how long, your lungs burning from the hot air that flowed through them. Your heart felt like it was beating at a million miles a minute and that you would collapse at any second. Mirabel didn’t look any better either, but you two were having so much fun. Your laughs filled the field and you both enjoyed yourselves a lot and how you both were playing. You guys worked so well together and it made you so happy. Camila and Isabela were having fun as well, but they didn’t look as tired as you and Mirabel did.

Finally, there was only about 1 minute left remaining, Agustin verifying it himself by putting his hand up and tapping his watch. This was the last play, and you were going to have to make it count. Thankfully, you were able to bring the ball up to their side of the field and Camila kicked it out in efforts to steal it from you so it was your ball. She really didn’t wanna lose and looked at you like she was going to kill you if you won. Same thing with Isabela. These two were very competitive and weren’t playing around when it came to winning.

You picked up the ball and walked over to the white line that divided the field from where it was considered ‘in’ and ‘out’. You held it behind your head, trying to figure out a way to give it to Mirabel. Your hands shook as you held the ball behind your head and a wave of fear washed over you. There was no way you could lose, especially in front of your girlfriend. It was just too embarrassing. So when Mirabel juked Isabela and came running towards you, asking for the ball, you threw it to her in an overhead motion so she could get it and pass it to you. Except you missed. Badly.

You may have thrown the ball a little too hard and you winced when it hit Mirabel in the stomach and she hunched over. That wasn’t considered a foul and the game still continued. Camila didn’t hesitate and attacked Mirabel so she could take the ball from her. You ran towards Mirabel and snatched the ball before Camila could. You yelled out a guilt filled but quick ‘sorry’ before you took the ball and bolted. Your girlfriend trailed behind you, clutching her stomach because she was barely able to hold it together. You didn’t notice, but as Mirabel chased after you in her efforts to help, she rolled her ankle and fell, a crack echoing from her leg as she fell to the ground.

Camila stopped for a moment, trying to decide if she should run after you or help her cousin. She spent a good 10 seconds contemplating what she should do and that gave you just enough time. Now there was only Isabela chasing after you, and you hadn’t realized why Camila stopped, Isabela pressuring you too much to spare a second to take a look back. As you neared the goal, you felt the taste of sweet victory approaching as you picked up your speed a bit more. Time seemed to slow down when you kicked the ball between Felix’s legs and it rolled past him without being blocked. Total satisfaction spread through your body when the whistle blew and the ball made contact with the net simultaneously.

You turned around, about to celebrate when you looked at Isabela, who stopped running and was hunched over, panting for her life. You then saw Camila, who was just standing in the middle of the field, as if she was trying to decide something. You then noticed that she was looking at something, or more like someone. Your heart sank a little when you realized Mirabel didn’t see your winning goal and then you became worried when you realized she held her ankle, rocking back and forth in pain.

Running over to her, you dropped to your knees and put your hands out cautiously, trying to decide what part of her to touch that wouldn’t hurt her. You then placed a hand on her shoulder and used the other to gently tilt her face towards you.

“Are you alright?” you asked.

Those big brown eyes that stared back at you in total fear and pain showed that she was indeed not alright. Her eyebrows were raised and her mouth was slightly agape. That worried look she gave you broke your heart and you wanted nothing more than to see her smile again.

The girl finally shook her head no in response to your question and she winced when she removed her hand from her ankle. There she showed her inflamed ankle, now red but you knew it was going to turn purple from bruising. This was definitely a sprain for sure.

“Can you move at all?” you asked softly.

The poor girl hesitantly shook her head again as she looked at you. You noticed her eyes became watery and tears threatened to fall. Her lip quivered and her mouth formed into a steady frown. Was she really in this much pain?

“Looks like she’s going to need Julieta. I’ll tell her about this when she gets home” Agustin spoke softly as he kneeled down to his daughter’s level “Don’t worry Miraboo, you’ll be okay. Is there any snacks or drink I can get for you?”

“Yeah… is there anything I can help you with too? I don’t like seeing you like this” Isabela joined in.

“Me too…” Camila agreed “I can go get some arepas from your mom in town if you want…” she said as she looked at her cousin with a worried expression.

“Thanks guys…” Mirabel spoke, looking up at everyone “I just wanna go inside and relax for a while. I have a few medical supplies in the nursery that can help patch me up.”

The girl looked at her hurt ankle once more before looking at you.

“A little help?”

You nodded “O-of course. I’ll take you upstairs.”

You then scooped up Mirabel, sliding your hands under her knees and holding her torso. It was like those princes in the fairytales picked up their princess. Everyone departed and went inside to do their own thing after you walked away. As you went up the stairs, Mirabel wrapped her arms around your neck softly as she brought her head close to your chest, using your heartbeat to relax her. The feeling of having your bodies this close together made you think things that you shouldn’t. Your girlfriend was going through pain and all you could do was think naughty things! You shook your head and tried to get the thoughts out before you got too ahead of yourself.

Finally reaching the top of the stairs, you looked down at Mirabel and she now held a calm expression. Her eyes fluttered as they stayed closed and her arms felt so heavy on your neck. Her hair tickled your neck and a strand of her tied up locks fell over her eyes. Her chubby cheeks were tinted pink from the hot sun and her adorable feet pointed inward, like a duck, as you carried her.

When you reached the nursery, the door was already slightly open so you just pushed it more open with your foot. You then walked over to Mirabel’s bed and gently placed her on it, sitting up. She winced as you sat her down and her body was very tense. You took off her shoes and socks and she kept wincing in pain. You continued repeating soft phrases like “It’s okay” and “I’m sorry” until you took both of her shoes off. Then, you got one of her pillows and propped her hurt foot on it.

After that, you got a small towel and wet it with cold water, gently wrapping it around Mirabel’s ankle. You knew it was working its magic when you saw her relax a bit and her stressed expression change.

You noticed that she was still very sweaty, so you got another wet towel and placed it on her forehead. If you had any doubts about her being relaxed before that, they were definitely gone now. She felt so much better now and it was visibly apparent, the girl smiled as her eyes remained closed and she just basked in your company. After a few minutes, you wrapped her ankle in a bandage that helped keep her foot straight.

You then sat on her bedside and watched her with a soft smile. The girl sat there, her head resting on the headboard of her bed and you watched her long eyelashes flutter from every gust of wind that came in through the window. You watched her chest rise and fall with every breath she took, each one taking her closer and closer to her slumber. Her tied up hair was now falling apart as several of her curls stuck out and fell over her face. Her tiny hands jerked every few minutes whenever she became too still. This sight of her was unlike anything you had ever seen before. She was so calm and quiet, a combination of qualities you thought you would never see from your girlfriend. The evening sun shone through the window of the nursery and casted on the wooden floor. The particles of dust in the room were seen because of this, and you found yourself gazing off into the distance, the thoughts of today’s events recurring in your head. You looked over at her bedside table, those iconic green glasses catching your eye and you reminisced every memory you had of them and you couldn’t help but blush a little. The comforting silence that surrounded you both was then suddenly cut off by Mirabel.

“Come here” she whispered, tapping the empty spot next to her “Come sit with me.”

Your eyes trailed to where her tiny hand was tapping and you reluctantly agreed. Sitting next to her, she leaned her head on your shoulder, intertwining her hand with yours. Her soft hands were so plump and warm compared to you. You had already cooled off and thought she found comfort in your lack of warmth.

“Thank you for today” she said.

You cocked an eyebrow “Thank you for what?” you responded.

“For getting us that victory and taking care of me. Also carrying me up those stairs, sorry about that.”

“Sorry? Why should you be sorry? I’m sorry for throwing the ball at your stomach in the first place.”

“Don’t be. That was an accident. I had fun playing with you anyways” she tiredly spoke.

You smiled “You really had fun playing with me?”

“Of course I did” she responded. She opened her eyes and returned the look you gave her “You did so good today and I’m so happy we won.”

“I’m happy we won too” you said, cupping her cheek with your hand “But I couldn’t have done it without you.”

You watched her tired expression change to a flustered one. Her face started to turn red and her eyes widened as she looked up at you. Her face began inching closer to you, those lips of hers begging you to just kiss her already. You were alone together, so you just decided to sieze your moment. Caressing her cheek as you brought her close, your noses briefly touched for a moment. You raised her head a bit and kissed the tip of her nose, earning an adorable smile from the girl.

“I love you” Mirabel says.

You smile in response “I love you more.”

“Well I love you even more than that” she responds.

“Oh really?” you say.

“Yes.”

“There’s only one way to find out if that’s true” you say before finally bringing her in close and kissing her lips softly.

The kiss was gentle but long, your lips felt tingly and cold when you pulled away. You couldn’t bring yourself to pull away from her and end it like that, so you just kept pecking her lips over and over again until you felt satisfied, which was most likely going to be never. Mirabel smiled into the kiss, laughing at your endless desire for kisses from her.

“God you’re so… you” she said.

“And what does that mean?” you ask, playfully.

She smiles, wrapping her arms around one of yours as she squeezes it and leans on your shoulder.

“It just means that I-”

“Should seriously lock your door next time?” Mirabel was cut off by a familiar voice.

The two of you stop and look over to the doorway where Camila was standing. She held a disgusted expression as she looked around nervously.

“Seriously you guys, that’s gross! People don’t need to be walking in on this!” Camila shamelessly added.

Mirabel was so embarrassed and all she could muster out was a simple ‘sorry’.

“Why are you even here Camila?” you ask, trying not to lose your patience.

“Well Y/N” Camila stated, highlighting your name when she spoke “I got some arepas from Tia Julieta in town so Mirabel doesn’t have to keep suffering like this.”

“Hey!” Mirabel cut in “I’m not suffering!”

“Your almost crying earlier definitely says otherwise. I guess you can stay here and have fun, doing whatever… this is.”

The girl then throws over the arepas wrapped in tinfoil over to you, and you catch it with one hand.

“Have fun in here losers, come down for dinner in an hour” Camila says as she shuts the door behind her but then opens it again a moment later.

“Don’t think I forgot about today. Just because you beat me in futbol once doesn’t make you better. Next time… you’re going down” Camila concludes as she squints and closes the door slowly.

“God” you said “Your cousin really is brutal!”

“Yeah…” Mirabel admits “She can get like that sometimes, she’s still nice though I swear.”

“Well yeah, maybe to her friends” you scoff as you open the arepas wrapped in tinfoil. You then notice how there’s two arepas here instead of one.

“Why are there two arepas if you’re the only one that’s hurt?” you ask.

“See?!” Mirabel says “I told you Camila was nice!” you hand her an arepa as she munches on it immediately and the swelling in her ankle and the cuts on her knees go away.

“Oh gosh, so much better…” your girlfriend says, rolling her ankle much more comfortably.

You then look down at the remaining arepa on your lap and contemplate on eating it. After all, you did get a few scratches and bruises from that game. Camila and Isabela were really aggressive players.

“Help yourself” Mirabel insisted.

And with that, you took a bite of the arepa and you felt the flavors melt onto your tongue and it was delicious. All of your bruises and cuts went away immediately.

You and Mirabel stayed there, with her head resting on your shoulder and she practically hugged your arm. You two talked about random things and maybe even shared a few kisses after that.

Some time later, Camila came rushing back to the nursery, barging in, totally out of breath.

“Hey! Um.. Is… there… any way that… you guys… ate the arepas… already…” Camila panted.

“Yeah we did, sorry” Mirabel apologized “Why?”

“Because one of them was for me! Damn it man!” Camila says, turning around as she exists the room and mutters to herself “This is what happens when I try to get some extra arepas for myself…”

You two laughed at Camila’s struggle and smiled at each other, sharing one last kiss as the sun finally descended past the clouds and into the night. You two found comfort in each other’s presence and eventually fell asleep together, Mirabel’s legs tangling with yours as she let out tiny snores. You rested your head on top of Mirabel’s, your hands laced together and holding on to each other tightly. Julieta couldn’t help but treasure the sight of the both of you sleeping together when she came to call you guys down for dinner.

“You only live once, and I’m glad their choosing to live their one and only life together” the woman says aloud, leaving a kiss on both of your foreheads, and softly shutting the door behind her as she leaves the two of you to cuddle together until morning.

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