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[adi-writes]

What are the Cringiest tropes you’ve ever read?

Most preferably the Y/N ones. This is for research purposes, I’m gonna let the 15 year old in me and write BrunoxY/N fic.

Yes, that prompt there, is a thread. So if you want to read about it, just click the tweet and see what the hell i’m gonna do! 🤭

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[rubbersouls]

Illicit affairs (pt. 4)

Bruno Madrigal x reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Note: hi! here is part 4. The next part, part 5, is going to be the last, so if you want to be added to the taglist comment or interact. Also, i’m thinking of making the last part +18... let me know what you think.

You rushed to the kitchen with your heart shrunk, feeling a hole on your chest, it’s like you couldn’t breathe.

“(y/n), I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for you to hear that, it’s not like that, I- “, Bruno said from behind, chasing you. When you got to the kitchen, you interrupted him staring deeply into those loving eyes

“What difference does that make?” you said, saddened, just loud enough for him to hear, “you know, I can understand that you don’t want me like that, it’s okay, I misunderstood everything and maybe I should feel ashamed of ever thinking that it could be okay, but I thought that maybe we could be friends, that we could have something nice, I didn’t think you felt that disgusted by me”.

“No, no, no, no, no. It’s not you, the problem. How could it ever be?”

“Then what is it? why are you so terrified of being near me?”

“It’s…”

You sighed. “You don’t need to lie about it, I’ll just go, sorry to bother you” you turned to go, but his hand on your arm caught you before you could go any further from him. The act made you turn to face him, his saddened eyes showed frustration.

“It’s me!” your gaze shifted to a confused look “I am the problem… I cannot force you to be with me, curse you to make you love me, you’re so young, with your life ahead of you, you’re so gorgeous and kind and sweet and I can’t let you stay with me, I’m no good for you” you gasped in surprise

“That’s my decision to make, don’t you think?” you took a step closer, “it seems to me that this is your move, when things get rough or you’re afraid, instead of talking to people, you give up, and run away? Did that work out for you the last time?”

“Don’t go there. Don’t do that, please” you could see in his eyes he was hurt by what you said.

“I’m not going nowhere, I’m not…,” you sighed “I’m sorry. It’s just, you think so little of you, it breaks me. Do you really think the worst thing that could happen to me is to fall in love with you? Why?” you demanded. You really didn’t understand.

“It’s not good for you… you’re… you. And I am me. People are still afraid of me, that’s not going to change. I will always be seen as bad luck, and weird and- “

“Stop. Bruno, stop. I cannot go on listening to how much you pity yourself and want to live in the prejudices and to project the image of yourself that others built, because I don’t see any of that. We met 2 days ago and it’s been enough to see the beautiful person you are, you care for your family, you love them; you’re sweet, and funny, and lovely, and talented, and a lot of things I am yet to discover, if you let me” you held his hand in yours, eyes fixed on his.

“Do you really think that?” he asked as if he could not believe what you were saying.

“Yes, yes I do”

“But I’m like twice your age” his voice hurt when he said that.

“Fuck that. I’m an adult, Bruno, you’re not forcing me or tricking me into anything. We’re not engaged or anything, you don’t have to worry about that. You’re not forcing me to do anything, I am an adult. Plus, you already lost 10 years of your life, do you want to lose more?”

“I’m sorry… it’s my fault, I ruin everything”.

“Oh, stop that, for god’s sake. Even if… nothing happens,” you gulped “you don’t have to push me away. We can be friends, if you don’t like me like that”. You felt his hand freeze under yours.

“I… I do want you like that” he said, his sight set on your hands, not able to look at your surprised eyes. Your heart skipped a beat and you felt the skin of your whole body bristle. That’s what you needed to hear.

You dropped his hand and leaned over to grab the collar of his shirt and before he could react you pulled him to you, closing the space between your lips and his. His eyes open as well as his shoulders raised and his arms not touching you showed his surprise, not knowing what to do. It took him a second before he slowly relaxed, closed his eyes and took his hands to your waist, fingers tightly holding the fabric of your skirt, gently pulling your body closer to his, a little bit too carefully, afraid he’d hurt you.

After an intense but tender kiss, you slowly pulled away, just enough to be able to look him in the eyes, his expression had changed and he was looking at you mesmerized.

“What was that?” He asked

“I don’t know”

You slowly began to kiss him again, but this time leaning towards him, tiptoeing just a bit. Your hands moved from his shirt to his neck, pulling him closer to you as he held your back, feeling more comfortable every second that passed. Your hands on his bare skin made him have shivers travelling through his whole body. Then you took your hands all down to his chest, and that’s when you gasped for air, feeling free, relieved. You looked up to him, whose hands were still around your waistline, he looked so sweet, with his hair already messy, his cheeks flustered and his green eyes staring at you, hypnotized. He was about to say something when you heard steps approaching the kitchen and you both rushed to separate and make sure everything was in place.

“You found him! In the… kitchen?” asked Mirabel from the door frame.

“No, yeah, he was uhm…” you rushed to say, rubbing your lips, when you remembered you were wearing a red lipstick and gasped, looked over to Bruno, you had a mini heart attack when you saw him licking his red tinted lips, then you looked back at Mirabel, who was standing there, trying to figure it out.

“I-I came looking for food” he tried to play it off, still not noticing the color on his lips.

“But there’s food at the party” she said, squinting her eyes like she was trying to see better, due to the bad lighting because it was starting to get dark outside.

“Oh, there is? Ha! funny, right? Then I guess I’ll go there” you saw he had the intention of walking out, but you stopped him and walked in front of him, reaching Mirabel, turning her around and walking her out.

“You know what? I need him to help me with something, he is right, we’re running out of snacks, we’ll catch you there in a moment!” You said as you pushed the confused girl out of the kitchen, came back, closed the door, and faced Bruno who was looking at you just as confused as his niece.

“Your… your lips” you pointed out. He touched his lips and then looked at yours and he came to realization.

“Oh, Oh! Right…” he was breathing heavily, eyes set on the floor, fingers carefully going over his lips. You took some steps closer to him, you gulped.

“Are you okay?” you asked softly while taking the last steps that separated you from him. He slowly nodded and finally got the nerve to look at you. Hesitant, he took his shaking hand to your cheek, feeling the heat over your blushed skin.

“Can I… kiss you?” he asked and your breathing became deeper. You surrendered to his touch and nodded.

“Yes” he took his other hand to your neck and leaned over to kiss you slowly, your lips merging into his. You reached over putting your hands over his shoulders, messing with his curls, playing with them, his hair was incredibly soft. When he moved away, you stared into each other’s eyes and couldn’t stop the smile to yourself.

“It’s okay” you said to him as you caressed his hair, he gave you a reassuring smile and you separated. “Let me help you with… that” you pointed at his lips and laughed with him. You grabbed a napkin from the drawer, then you proceeded to wipe the lipstick from him as he looked at you lovingly.

“Let’s go back, they’ll be worried” you suggested.

“Right. Wait, you think this… they suspect about this?” he asked.

“You can’t really hide anything in your family, so… but don’t worry, it’s just… we’re getting to know each other, right?” you proposed.

“Yeah… yes” he smiled at you and you started to walk towards the party room, side to side, chatting a bit between nervous smiles. Unconsciously you approached a table where all the grandkids were sitting in, and they all watched you come closer, they seemed like they had been having a… conversation.

“Where’s the snacks?” asked Mirabel. Fuck, the snacks.

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