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Solo Trip (A Jude Bellingham Imagine) Part 2

Jude Bellingham x Mexican!femreader

It's specifically a Mexican reader but there's cute Jude moments on here I think everyone should have a read at :)

Click here to read Part 1!

contains: social media au & text messages!

wc: 6,571 (in total of pt. 1 & 2)

summary: Y/N goes away on a trip to Mexico much to Jude's dismay!

includes: suggestive content and sexting!

I don't see much love for us Mexican and Brown girlies on here so I must deliver 🫡 I honestly had SO much fun writing and creating this, I hope you all enjoy it! I really connected to this post and poured out all my love and devotion to it!

meanwhile y/n and jude oblivious to the whole twitter situation:

judebellingham posted a story

vinijr posted a story

back to twitter:

video:

Guy in the photo talking to his friend

Guy in photo: “Ey, ey, ella que no es la novia de jude?” (Hey, hey, isn’t that jude’s girlfriend?) He points out starstruck, pointing at Y/N who was nearby.

Friend: “¿Parece que sí es?” (It seems like she is?) His friend replied recognizing her.

Guy in photo: “Oye le pediré foto?” (Hey, should I ask her for a photo?) He nervously asks. “¡Tal vez me menciona a Jude!” (Maybe she’ll mention me to Jude!)

Friend: “¿estás bien hermano? ¡Tú crees que van a platicar de ti! Ay wey en realidad estas mal” (Are you good bro? You think they’re going to talk about you? Oh dude, you’re so wrong!)

Guy: “callate! ¡No me arruines mis esperanzas! si hay hasta una pequeña posibilidad de que Jude simplemente escuche de mí por parte de t/n, ¡moriré feliz!” (Shut up! Don’t ruin my hopes! If there’s even a slight chance of Jude hearing of me from Y/N, I’ll die happy!) The boy smiled, determined to go up to Y/N.

Friend: está bien, vamos (fine, let’s go)

The two boys appeared to walk, on video, towards Y/N.

They tapped her on her shoulder once they had reached her. She turns around, appearing on camera.

Y/N smiles kindly at them.

Guy: Hola perdón por molestarte. Es que soy un gran fan de Jude. ¿Está bien si nos tomemos una foto? (Hey, sorry to bother you. It’s just that I’m a huge fan of Jude. Is it okay if we take a photo?)

Y/N smiled widely at the question.

Y/N: “¡Claro!” (Of course!)

They both pose for the infamous photo and the friend retrieves it from the video.

Guy: “Gracias t/n!” Te lo agradezco.” (Thank you Y/N! I appreciate it) The boy expresses. Y/N smiles and nods at the fan.

Y/N: “¡Por nada! Tengan una bonita noche, que la disfruten!” (You’re welcome! Have a great night guys, enjoy it!) Y/N wishes, ready to part ways.

Guy: “¡Me saludas a Jude, porfa!” (Say hello to Jude for me, please!) The guy pleads, causing Y/N to giggle at the interaction.

Y/N: “Cuéntalo hecho!” (Count it as done!) Y/N smiles before walking away. Keeping her promise, later that night mentioning the encounter to Jude.

Y/N leaves and the friend starts to scold his friend.

Friend: “No manches! Salistes bien amargado en la foto wey!” (Seriously? You came out so bitter in the photo, dumbass!)

Guy: Es que estaba bien nervioso hermano. O sea es la novia de Jude Bellingham!” (It’s because I was so nervous, bro! I mean it’s Jude Bellingham’s girlfriend!) The boy exclaims to his friend. “¡Cómo crees que me sentia! Estoy por las nubes!” (How do you think I felt? I’m over the moon!)

Video ends

Back to Y/N & Jude:

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yourusername en el coleadero y empolvada 🏇 dia seis! (in the coleadero [a horse sports event] and dusty 🏇 day six!)

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yourmom you look so cute mija (darling)

yourusername thank you mami i love you! 💜

com1 she looks adorable in the first pic!

com2 okay but the sky!!!

erling.haaland I didn’t expect Jude to last this long without you! I just know he’s hanging on by a thread 🤣 I hope you’re having a great time out there y/n/n

com3 i’m dead erling 💀

judebellingham trust me mate I am not doing well

yourusername you know he’s the biggest baby erl!! Thank you ☺️

judebellingham you look hermosa!

yourusername did you use google translate? 😂 but thank you bebe 🥰

com4 A+ for effort lmao

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yourusername bailes en el rancho son mis favoritos! ya estamos listos para mañana 🥳 day 7 (dances at the ranch are my favorite! we’re ready for tomorrow 🥳)

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yourusername before anyone mentions my cousin on the last pic, he took me out to dance bc I was the only one from my primas (female cousins) who was standing alone at the baile while the rest were dancing w their mans🥺

com1 y/n better than me bc if my man didn’t know how to dance and I was at a baile I would be dancing!! not my fault my man don’t wanna learn

com2 you look like so much fun!

com3 the vibe in all of her daily dumps are EVERYTHING!

com4 I miss mexico now 😩

primo.user (cousin.user) mi compañera de baile MAS favorita!! 💃🏼 (my MOST favorite dance partner!! 💃🏼)

yourusername gracias por sacarme a bailar me moría de ganas (thank you for taking me out to dance, i was dying to dance!)

com5 Not y/n wanting to dance but couldn’t bc she’s a faithful woman! props to her cousin for standing up 👏

judebellingham la mas chula 😘 (the prettiest 😘)

yourusername you got me blushing bellingham 🤭 i’m glad you’ve got the google translate app installed

com5 not jop in the likes

com7 fr, first peso now jop

com8 jop didn’t have it in him to leave a comment like peso pluma thooo

com9 damn they’re already pregaming for the feria (festival) tomorrow

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yourusername sabado de gloria was one for the books ❤️‍🔥 mi mexico querido, el pais con tradiciones increibles 🥹 (saturday of glory was one for the books ❤️‍🔥 my beloved mexico, the country with incredible traditions 🥹)

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com1 okay bc Jude with a Mexican girlfriend was something I never expected but they’re so cute together!!! 💗

com2 the cultural difference between them is mind blowing but i kinda like it

com3 okay it’s been a week we need Jude and Y/N back together ASAP

judebellingham mi niña bonita 😍 I hope you’re having a blast darling!

yourusername the spanish better not stop when I get home because it’s so cute!

judebellingham i’m thanking google translate rn 🙏🏽

com4 that last pic is so aestheticly pleasing

com5 okay now I understand why Y/N had to go to Mexico!! That looks like sm fun

com6 fr i was like why would she ever leave Jude but I see why now

com7 her outfit and boots are so cute 🤩

Y/N’s POV:

I spread my limbs throughout the comfy bed but not as comfortable as the one awaiting me back home. My eyes flutter open, as I bask in my last morning in Mexico.

The morning sun shining through the window, brightening up the room. I take one last look through the window, the tree tall and green, dogs laying out on the ground, the pretty plants and the great range of mountains surrounding the rancho.

I let out a deep sigh as I sat up in bed, a mixed emotion about leaving this place. Leaving the peaceful and warm lifestyle that is Mexico was always heart wrenching but my skin tingles at the thought of going back home. Not a home, like a house or a place but Jude. Jude is my home.

I smiled at the thought of him and a warmth at my core enlights.

A home cooked meal was already awaiting me in the kitchen and family slowly started filling my grandparents' home to say their goodbyes.

I frown at the thought of leaving them but I know life would never be the same if I stayed.

The time is approaching to my last minutes with everyone. An emotional goodbye to the animals, the beautiful home that holds many wonderful memories, and of course to all of my family especially my grandparents.

“Te amamos mija. Ya sabes que aqui siempre esta tu casa, (we love you darling. You know that you’ll always have your home here” My grandma tells and we pull each other into a tight hug.

I wipe the tears that we are threatening to spill.

“Hasta luego muñeca que dios la bendiga! (Until next time doll god bless you!)” My grandpa expressed as he kissed my cheek, pulling me into his arms.

After all the goodbyes, my uncle started the truck and loaded my luggages.

On our way to the airport I watched the landscapes contentedly and whispered my goodbyes to the familiar roads.

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spidybaby · 8 months

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use this as a part 2 for golden child 🙋🏽‍♀️

Golden Child | part 2

Summary: Your brother finds out about your relationship with his best friend, while everyone learns the truth about your family.

Warnings: cursing, physical altercation.

A/N: I hope you like this. It took me more time than expected (and I'm sorry about it). I love you 🥺💛

Part one | Part Three

"Aurora." You say seating next to her. "I promise this is not what you think."

Aurora lift her hand, stopping you from talking. "We can talk at home." She turns to the other side and starts talking with Anna Lewandowska.

The second half of the game began. Both Pedro and your brother were on the pitch. You turn your face to your sister, mad expression on her face.

You sat next to Mikky. She was super nice to you from the beginning, introducing you to the wags seated next to her and making a conversation with you.

Thanks to an assist from Pablo, Pedro scores, the stadium full with barca fans erupts in happiness.

Pedro does his glasses celebration, but this time, he waited until his eyes found yours. Making it in your direction, smiling after.

Goosebumps run down your spine. He kept his promise.

~~~

"Why the glasses?" You ask, curious. You were lying down in bed with him. "Not judging, just curious."

"I do it to honor my dad." He confess. "And now it's like my signature, but it's because of him."

"That's so cute, I love how your family is so close." You kiss his cheek, he wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"If I score tomorrow, it's yours. I promise It'll be for you."

~~~

The game continues, and the team scored another two more. The vibe in the stadium is amazing. But you can't stop thinking about what your sister saw.

Once the game is over, the wags and family normally wait for the players on the vip section, but you grab Aurora and pull her to the side. "Can we go home, I want to talk."

She nods, going back to her seat, collecting her stuff. "Adiós Mikky, Adiós Anna." She waves them goodbye. "Pediré un uber. Así no esperamos a Pablo." (I'll call an Uber, so we don't have to wait for Pablo)

While the two of you waited for the Uber, the boys were in the changing room celebrating the victory.

"Visca al Barca," Xavi yells. Making the whole team sing the anthem of the club. "Venga, go to shower, get your shit together, don't forget anything, and we'll see each other in training."

After taking turns in the showers and changing back into normal clothes. Pedro and Fermin laugh at Ferran getting angry about someone wetting his shirt.

"You did amazing, man. That goal was another level." Fermin says, even tho he's new, he was very friendly and was beginning to make friends with the guys.

"Thanks to Gavi's assist."

"Yeah, he's always been so good with that." Fermin and Pablo have history. They go way back. "I saw that his family was here today."

"Yeah, I feel he's more in the game when his family is here. So cool they could come."

"Yeah, he has two very supportive sisters." Fermin says, closing his bag, ready to go. "Well, I'm leaving."

Before he steps outside, Pedro stops him. "Wait, sisters? Aurora is his only sister."

"Well, no." Fermin laughs, "Aurora and y/n are his sisters. But Pablo and Y/n don't have the best relationship. That's why it might seem like that." He shrugs. "Anyway, have a nice one, Pedri."

Pedro nodded to his goodbye. He is still processing the fact that Pablo lied to him and Frenkie about his own sister.

"Oye, platanito, let's go home." Ferran says, picking his bag from the floor.

"I can't tiburón, I have to talk with Gavi about something." He looks over at Gavi. "But I'll call you so we can connect and play."

He waited for him on the hallway, saying goodbye to the other players and team members.

"I thought you were gone by now." Pablo says, hitting him in the head. "You okay?"

"I was talking with Fermin about the goal, saying that thanks to you, I did it." He began, not sure how to approach the topic. "And then he said something about your sisters." The emphasis on the last s makes Pablo look away quickly.

"Look, it was just a bad day." Pablo tries to explain, being cut off by Pedro.

"So, just because you had a bad day, you decided to lie about your sister?" He sarcastically laughs, "why?"

"Why do you care?" The tone is matching now. "Like I said, it was a bad day." Pablo walks to the exit, the happiness from the win already gone.

"I thought friends didn't lie to each other." Pedro says, repeating something Gavi once said. He walks past him. "But I guess we're not friends then."

Pablo stops, his eyes on Pedro's back, watching how the story repeats again, feeling like that thirteen year old kid who just lost a friend thanks to his sister. He walks fast to his car, angry at the whole situation, angry at you.

But at home, the angry one was Aurora, who was scolding you about the whole bathroom situation.

"Imagine if it wasn't me. Imagine if it was Pablo, the one that walked into the bathroom." She says, stern tone. "Why on earth from all the guys out there you choose him?"

"First of all, it was a woman's bathrooms." You say, sassy tone. "Second of all, I didn't plan for it to happen. We were at a party and it just happened."

"You could have stopped it. Once is a mistake, two is a coincidence, three is more than that." She sighed, hands on her hair. "I don't want to say this, but if Pablo finds out and he yells, that would be on you."

"Oh, please." You laugh. "Like when he was mad because his team didn't win, or when he was mad because I was watching a Barbie movie and he didn't like that." You say, fingers counting. "Oh, yeah. Like when he chose to lie about only having three people when he got to the first team. Everything is always on me."

"I didn't mean that." The tone of voice was a calmed one. "But this is different from when we were kids."

"It's easy for you to say that." You get up from bed. "You're not the one he's denying." You whisper to yourself, leaving the room slamming the door.

You couldn't believe that even after everything she witnessed, she chose his side. You tried to control yourself, not wanting to leave like that.

You open the refrigerator, finding a bottle of water. You wanted to text Pedro and talk to him about the incident.

You hear Aurora calls your name, "Please don't go." She tries to get closer, but you imitate her by putting your hand in the air. "Don't go, please."

The front door slamming shut alert you, and you both walk to the living room, finding Pablo angry.

"I'm done with you." He says, getting closer. You back down a few steps, feeling scared. "I'm fucking done."

He grabs you by the wrists, making you walk, stamping you against the wall. His eyes are black from anger. Thing you never seen on him before.

"Pablo, what are you doing?" Aurora grabs him by the arm, trying to get him away from you. "Pablo, stop!"

"Let go off me, Aurora." He says, the tone is a low and scary one. "First, my friend from home and know Pedro?"

"Pablo, you're hurting me." You try to release yourself from him, thing that makes him apply more pressure. "Pablo, stop it. Please."

"I fucking hate you."

The way you feel like you're being stabbed by the weight of his words. The tears that pool into your eyes, threatening to spill.

"You don't mean that." You whisper, eyes glued to his.

He laughs, not a sarcastically one, but a sinister deep one. "Oh, I do. I hate you."

"Let me go." You feel the tears wetting your cheeks. Feeling like a part of you is bleeding. "You don't mean that." You shake your head, denying his words.

"Stop! Pablo, are you crazy?" Aurora pulled him off of you again. "Pablo, let her go." She shove him.

He let you go. Backing off, eyes never leaving yours. It's like your pain is giving him some satisfaction.

"You don't mean that."

Aurora gently grabbed your hands, checking your red wrists. You're crying at this point. Breathing uncontrollably.

"Estas loco, estas jodidamente loco." Aurora yells, turning to Pablo. "Estas llevando esto a otro nivel, Pablo. Ella es tu hermana." (You're crazy, you're fucking crazy. You're taking this to a whole new level. She's your sister)

"I was fine, but no, she has to walk again and try to be the center of attention as always." He yells back. "I was fine without you."

"I was helping you." You say, trying to gain composure. "I was taking care of you."

"Am I supposed to thank you? You always do this, joder, and now I'm losing a friend over you."

"Pedro and I didn't plan on this to happen. We were drunk. And he was the one who asked me to see each other again." You say, explaining the situation.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He's confused now. "Por la puta, te estas follando a mi amigo?" (For fuck sake, you're fucking my friend?)

"Weren't you talking about that?" Aurora asks. She's trying to put the pieces together, not finding a way to do it.

"He knows." You understood. This wasn't about you and Pedro. This was about him finding the lies your brother told him. "He knows you lie to him."

The face of your brother changed, you knew. "This is your fault."

"No, it's not. You lie to him and to Frenkie. I didn't."

"Can someone explain? I'm fucking lost here."

"Tell her." You say. Even when your voice is shaky, your tone is strong. "Tell her, Pablo." He shakes his head no, he can't admit to Aurora what he did. "If you don't tell her, I will."

"You're not saying shit. Shut up."

"Pablo told his friends." You tried to talk, interrupted by him yelling.

"Shut the fuck up."

"He told them I was his cousin." You yell too. "He told Pedro I was his cousin, he told me that."

"You're such a fucking bitch."

Aurora is speechless. She couldn't believe that her brother did that. She knew that, yes, they didn't have the best relationship. Yes, they were always fighting, but not to the point where he would lie like that.

"I'm your sister, Pablo." You walk closer to him. "I'm your family, I was here for you when you needed me the most. I took care of you. And all you can do is treat me this way?"

"To me, you're not my sister." He spatt.

You push him to the side, wanting to get out of there. You notice his car keys are on the floor at the front door. Picking them up, you run to his car, wanting to get away as quickly as possible.

You drive fast, feeling your phone vibrating in your back pocket. Not taking care of the stops or crosswalks, wanting to get home. The tears running down like crazy, air barely there.

You run a red light, making a car impact on the side of Pablo's car. Your head hit the window, making you feel dizzy, the airbag making you feel suffocated.

The urge to fall asleep is beating you by the second. You know by those medical programs you shouldn't sleep, but you can't keep your eyes open.

"I'm not sure what to do." Pedro says, dropping the fork. "I'm mad at him for lying, and at the same time, I'm mad at her."

"You said Fermin told you they don't have a good relationship. Maybe that's why it happened. And maybe she didn't want you guys to fight." Fer says. He is the only one who knows about your fling.

"Do you think I should call her?"

"Do it, at the end of the day, you already know the truth. And you like her too much, don't let her go over this, let her explain her side."

"Yeah, I'll go call her. Thanks for the food."

He steps outside to have more privacy. He tries one, two, three, or even more times, but straight to voice-mail. He leaves two messages, telling you that when you feel like talking, he is there.

"Nothing?" Fer asks. He shakes his head no. "Venga, let's go play some fifa. Maybe her phone is dead or something."

"Yeah, I need to distract myself."

"Eres un imbecil." Aurora hit Pablo in the head as hard as she can. "How dare you?" She hit him several times, in the head, in the arm, in the chest.

"Aurora, stop!" He says, grabbing her hands. "Fuck, stop!"

"You're such a fucking asshole. You hurt her." She feels like crying. "Pablo, how could you?"

She starts sobbing, feeling like some of the blame is on her. Never caring enough about their fights, always telling you he was going to change.

"Rora, stop, don't cry." When Pablo tried to hug her, she pushed him away. She didn't want him to touch her. "Rora, don't do this."

"You did this to yourself. I'm packing my stuff and leaving. You can be alone with your misery." She pushed him away from her, not forgetting to give him the last hit on the head.

Pablo walks over to the couch, sitting on it. He knows he went too far, but he was mad. He knows he has to fix things with Pedro for the team and because he's his friend.

He tries to call him, ending in voice-mail. He doesn't know what he did so wrong that all his friends always ended somehow finding their way to his sister.

To pass the time, he logs into tik tok, finding the videos entertaining. But deep down on his mind, he's asking himself if he needs to apologize.

"Pablo!" Aurora yells, seconds later she's downstairs, teary-eyed. "We have to go to the hospital, get your keys."

"What? Why? Are you okay?" He stands up quickly.

"Go get your fucking keys." She push him to the side. "I'll wait for you in your car."

The whole trip to Plato, the hospital. Aurora kept shutting down Pablo. Asking him to be quiet.

When they got to the parking of the hospital, Aurora took her seat belt off, rushing towards the inside of the building.

"Rora, wait." Pablo yells. He parked the car, hurrying to find his sister. He finds her next to another girl. She's crying on this girl shoulder. "Aurora, what's going on?"

"This is your fault, Pablo." She cries, hitting him on the chest. "This is all your fault." He wraps his arms around her, stopping her from keep hitting him.

After a good five minutes of Aurora crying onto his chest, she pushed him away. "Y/n was in a car accident. She hit her head really hard."

"Wait." He began to get angry. "Did she fucked up my car?"

Aurora looks at him, the anger reflected in her eyes. The next thing he can feel is Aurora hitting him on the face with her bag. "Rora, what the fuck?."

"Get out of here." She shouts. "Go!"

He's rubbing his cheek, feeling the pain from the hit. "You didn't have to hit me like that." He says, walking out of the building.

Pablo sighs. It's the third time he tries to get close to Pedro, but nothing works. If he gets closer, he finds a way to move. They are not ones to fight, mostly because Pedro is the calm one in the friendship.

Xavi noticed this, pulling Pedro to the side. "Look, I'm not trying to get involved, not my style and you know it. But for the love of God. Take Gavi to a room and fix whatever you have to fix."

He nodded, walking toward Gavi. "Come here." Taking him to the inside of the stadium. Not a word exchanged. They're both sitting face to face on the gym floor. "Why did you lie?" He asks.

"It's complicated. It's not something I want to elaborate on." He's being honest. He doesn't feel like telling his life story to him.

"You really thought that was a good idea? Imagine if we said something that moment when we met her."

"But you didn't, and I wasn't planning on her being there. Mom didn't let me hire someone to do the job."

"Gavi, hermano, you can't blame others for your stupidity." Pedro feels like he's talking to a wall. "Look, I get it. You guys don't have a good relationship. But she's your sister, and that was wrong. If I did that to Fernando, he would have punched me in the face."

"It's not the same. Plus, you're not one to talk to on doing wrong shit." He buffs, getting up from the floor ready to leave.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Pedro asks, imitating him on getting up.

"You're the one who's been fucking my sister this entire time." He yells.

Pedro shut his mouth, not knowing how to react. "It's not like that."

"Is not? I was injured, and you were flirting with her while "helping me." He does quote marks with his fingers.

"She's not a kid, and I'm not one either, plus you don't even have the right to recriminate me about it."

"I don't, but don't come at me acting as if you're a fucking saint." Pablo says, pointing at him.

"But I never said I was a saint. " Pedro asks, eyebrow lifted. "Listen, I'm not going to apologize for seeing her, I like her. I wasn't aware she was your sister because you lie to me about it."

"Can we move past this?" Gavi asked, exasperated. "Yeah, I'm sorry too. I really am. But please stop with this morality speech that's about to happen. You also fucked up. Let's go."

"Pablo, this isn't about me. This is about your lies."

"No, it's not. This is about to be a life lesson of why I don't have to lie or treat my sister like that." He passes his hands to his hair, trying to relieve stress. "If I wanted to hear that, I'll be on the hospital hearing Aurora telling me how is my fault she got into a car accident."

"She what?" He whispers.

He's zone out after that. That's why you weren't answering, that's why you didn't open your door when he went looking for you at midnight.

"Is she okay?" He asks, still whispering. "Please, tell me she's okay."

"Not sure." Pablo says, indifferent to the situation. "All I know is that she hit her head on the window."

"Joder, Pablo." Pedro says, impressed by the news. "Fuck, what hospital is she in?"

"I think she's still on Plató."

"How can you be so calm?" Pedro asks, confused about his demeanor. "Does Xavi know? You have to go to Plató, be with Aurora."

Pablo shrugs. He's not interested in another fight, so he keeps his opinion on the situation to himself. "I haven't talked to Xavi about it."

"Mierda, Pablo. I'm sorry about yelling at you, I didn't mean to." Pedro says. "Let's go talk to Xavi so you can go home." Pablo nodded, walking with Pedro out of the gym.

After Pedro called Xavi for a talk, he told the news. Pablo knows it's not okay to act as if he's was going to go to the hospital, but he at least can rest a little bit.

Xavi sent him home, asking him to report himself and telling him that the team was there for him.

He drove home, stressed about the whole situation. Aurora doesn't pick up his calls. She won't answer his texts, nothing.

He parked outside his house, in case Aurora needed him to pick her up. All he can think right now is a cold shower.

While he's changing, he hears the noise of the front door closing. Thinking is Aurora. He puts his shirt and goes looking for his sister.

"Rora, are you back?" He yells, walking downstairs. "Mom, dad, hi."

Belen and Pablo only stared at his son, not able to believe all the damage he's done. "We need to talk, Pablo." Belen says. "Come sit."

"The doctor says there would be no marks on your face." Aurora says, helping you with your hair.

As she says, being in the hospital is no motive for you to have bad hair. So she's brushing it and pulling it up.

"Well, that's good news." You laugh, stopping because of the pain. The doctor told you that you had a broken rib. "Okay, no laughing, that hurts."

"I'm sorry, hermanita."

"Don't." You stopped her. Knowing she's about to extra apologize again. "I told you this is on me, I was the one believing I'm part of the fast and furious cast."

"Im sorry I took his side. I'm sorry I was not aware of everything. I promise I'm not leaving your side again."

You squeeze her hand, sending her a smile. You know she's feeling extra bad. No matter how many times you reassure her, there's nothing she should feel sorry for. She apologized again.

"Are you sorry enough to help me pay for the wreck?" You say, lighting the air. "Becuase I don't think Pablo is taking care of it."

"Don't name him. He's voldemort from now on." She rolls her eyes. "But don't worry about it, his insurance is taking care, and dad says he's paying."

"I'm getting a part-time job, I can't let dad do that."

"No, you're not."

"Yes, I am." You say, serious. "It was my fault, as much as you say is not. Aurora, I took his car and wreck it."

She just nods, not wanting to go back and forth with the topic. "Okay."

"Do you really think he hates me?" Your mind plays the fight time after time. "I don't want him to hate me."

The way your voice cracks as you speak bout the topic is heartbreaking for your sister. She doesn't think Pablo hates you.

"He was being mean." She says, honest answer.

"And what if he does?"

"You don't need him." She says, slowly talking. "Someone who stoles your mental peace is not worth the time."

"I love him." You cry, no matter the pain the sobs are giving you. "I just want him to love me."

She hugs you, calming you down. Like always, she's the one drying your tears. The one telling you silly things to stop your cries.

"Pedro called me." She confesses after a while. "He found about the wreck, and he asked me how you were."

"He did?" You ask, smiling. "I can't text him. My phone got lost."

"He wants to visit." She confesses, finishing with your hair. "Actually, he might come at any minute now."

"Is that why you did my hair?" You ask, wanting to laugh. She only shrugs, laughing.

"Mom, I can explain."

"No, Pablo, how dare you?" Belen yells. "You're not the kid I raised. You were taught to love and protect your sisters, not hurting them."

"We thought that your problems were some dumb child phase. That you were going to grow out of it." Pablo father says. "But mijo, you cross the line. Your sister is in the hospital because of you."

"Joder." Pablo sighs. "She stole my car and wreck it. But it's my fault for yelling at her."

His mom throws a pillow at him. "Listen to me, niño. Aurora already told us everything. So don't act innocent because you're not."

"I don't know what she said, but probably she exaggerated."

"Pablo, don't try us." His father says, angry at his attitude. "We're so disappointed in you. Hijo, I taught you to love and respect women. And you left bruises on your sister. You put your hands on her. And I don't know what we did wrong."

"You didn't do anything wrong." He says, not liking his parents to feel like that because of him.

"Then what is it, Pablo?" Belen asks him. "Are we that bad as parents for you to do this? Did we lack to provide you with enough love? Did we miss something for you to treat your sister like this?" She can't stop the tears.

Pablo can't stand his mother tears, especially when it's because of him. "Mami, stop crying."

"I just can't. You don't care."

"I do, I'm sorry." He hugs her. "I'm sorry, you were the best parents in the world. I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize to us, hijo." Pablo says, patting his sons back. "You have to do it to your sister."

"Please, Pablo." His mother says, breaking the hug. "Let us help you. I don't want to sweep this under the rug, not anymore." He nods, feeling like crying.

"Want to know something?" His father asks.

"What?"

"Even when Aurora told us what happened. When we saw her after she woke up, she begged us not to yell at you. Even after you hurt her, she was protecting you."

"I'm sorry." He cries, hugging his parents.

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koishhiteru · 3 months

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Hola!!! Podrías hacer una historia de enzo comiendo con los padres de la reader? Muchísimas gracias ♡

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warnings: ninguno, solo fluff ♡

n/a: muchas gracias por dejar tu request! me ha parecido un escenario muy tierno. espero que te guste.

Enzo y tú estabais frente a la puerta de la casa de tu infancia, esperando a que tus padres os abran y podáis pasar. El peli negro te agarraba la mano con fuerza, estaba nervioso de volverse a ver con tus padres. Tú giraste la cabeza y dejaste un pequeño beso en su mandíbula para tranquilizarlo.

No pasaron más de cinco segundos en cuanto tu madre abrió la puerta, con un delantal que indicaba que estaba haciendo la comida.

“¡Cariño!” exclamó al verte y no dudó en abrazarte, tú correspondiste al abrazo con una gran sonrisa.

“Hola, mamá” saludaste de vuelta mientras te separabas del abrazo y entrabas a la casa, esperando a que Enzo también lo hiciera.

“Hola, señora” dijo tu novio mientras pasaba por la puerta y le daba dos besos a tu madre.

Tú madre le saludó con una sonrisa y acto seguido se fue a la cocina para terminar la lasaña que estaba haciendo, fuisteis al salón y os encontrasteis a tu padre viendo la televisión.

“Hola, papá” saludaste dándole un abrazo también y él dejó un beso en tu cabeza.

Tu padre se levantó del sofá y fue a saludar a Enzo con un apretón de manos. “Hola muchacho” le dijo a lo que tu novio solo asintió con una pequeña sonrisa.

Os sentasteis los tres en el sofá, tú en el medio, para esperar a que la comida esté preparada.

“¿Qué estás viendo?” le preguntaste a tu padre como intento de sacar conversación.

“Ah, una antigua serie que veía yo de pequeño” contestó sin mirarte, por lo que solo asentiste y recostaste tu cabeza en el hombro de Enzo.

Pasasteis allí un rato entre charlas cortas y triviales hasta que tu madre os avisó de que la comida ya estaba lista. Fuisteis a sentaros en la mesa, Enzo y tú sentados frente a tus padres.

La comida empezó con las preguntas típicas que te hacen tus padres, y tú las respondías alegremente. O al menos así era hasta que tú madre le hizo una pregunta a Enzo.

“Y bueno, Enzo, ¿cuando le vas a pedir matrimonio a nuestra hija?” casi te atragantas con el agua al escuchar la pregunta tan directa que hizo tu madre y pudiste ver cómo Enzo se ponía un poco colorado.

“¡Pero mamá! ¿Cómo le vas a preguntar eso?” reclamaste antes de que tu novio pudiera responder.

“¿Qué pasa? Ya lleváis cinco años de relación” se excusó la señora con total normalidad.

“Sí, ¿y para cuando los hijos? Yo no me quiero quedar sin nietos” agregó tu padre, tirando más leña al fuego.

Suspiraste y cerraste los ojos, tus padres siempre se las manejaban para avergonzarte. Miraste de reojo a Enzo y viste como él seguía comiendo mientras intentaba ocultar una risa, antes de que pudieras echarle la bronca a tus padres por poneros en un aprieto, tu novio contestó por ti.

“Bueno, no puedo deciros si le pediré matrimonio ya que eso es un secreto” dijo el guiñando un ojo, tú lo miraste sorprendida. “Y sobre los hijos, eso es algo que debemos de hablar más adelante, ¿no crees?” preguntó esta vez dirigiéndose a ti.

Estabas sorprendida por sus respuestas y lo bien que supo manejar la situación, no podías parar de pensar en lo que él había dicho, ¿de verdad te iba a proponer matrimonio?

No saliste de tu trance hasta que Enzo no colocó su mano en tu muslo disimuladamente para que contestaras.

“…Sí, exacto, eso es algo que se hablará en el futuro” respondiste sonriendo nerviosamente.

Después de ese momento de incomodidad que pasaste, la comida se pasó entre risas y conversaciones triviales.

Al terminar de comer, os tomasteis un café y decidisteis jugar a algún juego de mesa para pasar el rato. Sin duda comer con tus padres no era tan difícil como Enzo se imaginaba.

#🎧. inbox #enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic fanfic #la sociedad de la nieve #lsdln #:3 #enzo vogrincic fluff #enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic smut #anon ask

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vssmithy · 21 days

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🍸 zona de bebidas.

' ¿cual es tu trago favorito? ' pregunta escapa de sus labios con aires pícaros. ' ¡sea cual sea lo pediré y lo probaré! ' promete y suelta una risita, pretende arriesgarse y divertirse un rato.

#› 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 ‹ starter.#ella olvido que están en una misión y fue de fiesta a beber y perrear ah #cuento todo y me voy a contestar ~

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morrita-manipuladora · 10 months

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Cosas que amo, pero jamás pediré...

★ Cartas

★ Besitos en la frente

★ Cumplidos no físicos

★ Fotos de tu día a día

★ “Te hice esto”

★ Abrazos solo porque sí

★ Fotos de su carita

★ “Te dedicó”

★ Me presuman

★ “¿Te puedo llamar?”

★ Interés

★ Me haga manualidades

★ Me canten aunque no sepan cantar

★ Flores

★ Me regalen comida

★ “¿Hacemos algo juntos?”

★ Respondan mis historias

★ Buenos días y buenas noches

★ “Mire esto y me acordé de ti”

★ Me recuerden que me quieren o aman

★ Audios diciendo cualquier bobada

★ Mensajes bonitos solo porque sí

★ “Te compré, porque dijiste que te gustaba”

★ Que me digan “Te extraño”

★ Me presten atención a tal grado de decir “Te conozco”

★ No minimicen mis sentimientos

★ Detalles materiales (peluches, pulseras, etc)

★ Me incluyan en sus planes

★ Me acepten como soy

★ Se fijen en mi personalidad y no en mi físico

★ Me manden videos haciendo cualquier bobada

★ Me expliquen porque tardaron en responder

★ Sean sencibles y se muestren vulnerables

★ Sean intensos y no tengan miedo a quererme

★ Me mimen

★ Me celen, pero sin llegar a extremos

★ Exclusividad en absolutamente todo

★ Me deseen, pero no me sexualicen

★ Me pongan en primer lugar, después de ellos mismos

★ Me etiqueten en lo que sea

★ Todo les nazca

★ Cuiden a mí yo chiquita

★ Se tomen el tiempo de entender mis emociones, actitudes y comportamientos, para que en algún momento sin decir ni una palabra, lo sepan todo

★ Estén presentes siempre y no solo a ratos

★ Se disculpen de corazón, si saben que la cagaron

★ Me traten siempre como cuando aún no me tenían, pero me querían

★ Me manden canciones

★ Me dejen mensajitos mientras no estoy

★ Me sigan el juego en mis bobadas, en vez de hacerme sentir tonta

★ Sean románticos y empalagosos

★ Me expliquen cuando no entiendo algo

★ Me cuenten su día a detalle

★ Muevan cielo, mar y tierra por mí

★ Se comporten como niños pequeños y sean ellos mismos sin temor alguno

★ Me quieran siempre y no solo en fechas especiales

★ Respeten mis decisiones mientras no afecten a la relación

★ Me valoren y sientan que lo tienen todo conmigo

★ Que deje de darle likes a otras chicas o responda sus historias

★ Que no permita que alguien cercano a él, hablé mal de mí y ponga límites sin importar quien sea

★ Que sea leal

★ No se insinúe 24/7

★ Me mandé indirectas bonitas

★ Me haga reír

★ Me incluya en su futuro

★ Me ponga apodos randoms y solo me los diga a mí

★ Se vuelva un mini yo y me haga un mini él

★ Me saque de mi zona de confort

★ Recuerde lo que le cuento

★ Me sobreexplique todo

★ Me invente historias o me lea cuentos cuando tengo insomnio

★ Chismiemos como señoras en lavadero

★ Sea mi novio, amig@, confidente, maestro de vida, amante, todo

★ Me tome de la manita

★ Sea empático y solidario

★ Me lleve o acompañe a la granja, el zoológico o cualquier lugar con animalitos

★ Me acaricie el pelito o me peine

★ Se acueste en mi pecho

★ Me ame en la misma cantidad que yo

★ Se interese por mis gustos, aunque por su cuenta nunca lo haría

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neuroconflictos · 1 month

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Y prometo no pensarla tanto.

Prometo no traerla al presente.

Solo en las noches añoraré su recuerdo, solo en mis veladas recordaré lo que nunca fuimos.

Y le pediré al tiempo no desgastar su imagen, para mantenerla siempre en mi memoria.

Peregrino:

#escritos #citas #notas #frases #pensamientos #excen-tricos #textos #amor #escrituras #marzo 2024 #neuroconflictos #escritos diarios #escritos chile #escritos breves #la amo #lo sabe #mi dios el tiempo #peregrino

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durancodes · 2 months

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Skin 004: Wicked Hearts

No disponible — Skin avanzada

Hay cosas que van dentro del paquete de skin avanzada que no fueron utilizados en esta skin, jeje. Agradezco a la administración de @love-is-wicked que me hayan dado total libertad a la hora de hacer el diseño y la paciencia a la hora de responder las miles de preguntas que les hacía jajaja

A pesar de todos los contratiempos (?) Debo decir que estoy muy a gusto con el trabajo que hice para este foro. Fue en cierto tiempo record, pero se logró.

Sólo quiero mencionar que yo sólo hice la skin. Se me encargó este trabajo y lo hice, así que, pediré que no me metan en el problema.

El gráfico de la portada es el único que se le proporcionó al foro de mi parte. El resto de imágenes fueron editadas por ellos mismos.

Agradezco a cada uno de los tutoriales de astucias entregados tanto por @necromancercoding como asistencia de foroactivo, @mrd-design y Monomer.

@elalmacen-rp

#duranportafolio #duranskin #comission #durancomission #foroactivo #rpg template #codes rsc #codes #css #elalmacenrp

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46snowfox · 21 days

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Diabolik Lovers Daylight Animate Tokuten:「Durmiendo junto a un★Vampiro」 [Laito Sakamaki]

Título original: 「添い寝でおやすみ★ヴァンパイア」

//Traducción pedida en Ko-fi//

Laito: ¡Ah! ¡No aceleres tanto! ¡No necesitas correr! No, estoy bien, me he estado divirtiendo desde el momento en el que me invitaste a salir a pasear para disfrutar de la vista nocturna incluso la espera fue entretenida. Me alegro de que digas eso. Oh, ya sé, podemos ver la ciudad mientras caminamos, ¿pero no te gustaría sentarte un rato y verla con calma? Hay un parque por aquí cerca. Entonces te escoltaré. Bueno, andando. Por cierto, ¿por qué te atrasaste? Ah, no estoy enojado, solo me llamó la atención.

Laito (1:05): ¿Rompiste un plato? ¿No te lastimaste? Hm… Es que eres algo atolondrada, así que pensé que te habrías cortado un dedo, pero parece que estás bien. Eres mía, así que no debes desperdiciar ni una sola gota de sangre. ¡Ay no! ¡No me veas con esa expresión de desazón! Al final no desperdiciaste nada, ya que no te lastimaste. Listo, llegamos. ¿Qué opinas? La ciudad se ve hermosa desde aquí, ¿no crees? Fufu, entonces sentémonos aquí.

Laito (2:02): Sí, es una buena locación. Esto no es nada, invítame siempre que quieras, así podré monopolizarte, bitch-chan. Por cierto, el viento es realmente agradable hoy y la ciudad se ve bien. Sí, sí, la vista nocturna es preciosa. Me cuesta creer que todas esas luces representan a los humanos que viven en la ciudad. ¿Hm? Es verdad, el puente brilla con distintos colores, como un arcoíris. Parecen luces decorativas, ¿habrá algún evento? Sí, está bien, vayamos a ver las iluminaciones, podríamos aprovechar de cenar afuera. Decide qué quieres comer ese día.

Laito (3:12): Jaja, no te preocupes, no tienes que decidir ahora. ¿Sabes? Esta vista nocturna me recuerda a los humanos en sí, las luces que repentinamente se desvanecen me hacen pensar en las almas que de la nada se extinguen, me hace pensar en lo fugaces que son. No pongas esa cara, no dije que fuera algo malo. Mientras tengan luz se esfuerzan por vivir, ¿no? Y pensé que eso era algo que vampiros inmortales como yo no podemos sentir, solo eso… Es algo silencioso y efímero, pero por eso mismo es hermoso… Lo hice sonar algo cursi, pero a eso me refería.

Laito (4:12): ¿Qué piensas tú? Ajaja, como dije algo fuera de lo normal te preocupé, ¿no? No lo pienses profundamente, solo dije lo que sentí. Sí, sí, gracias por ser tan honesta. ¿Hm? ¡Es verdad! Ahora el puente tiene un estampado de flores. ¿Será eso a lo que llaman un “mapeo de proyección”? Estamos tan lejos que no puedo ver nada, pero parece que sí están celebrando algún evento. Está bien, vayamos a verlo. Jaja, cada vez hay más diversión. Oh cierto, ¿no tienes frío? Hay una máquina expendedora allí, ¿quieres que te compre algo de beber?

Laito (5:15): Viniste muy ligera de ropa, si te ataco no te… ¿Eh? ¿Tienes sueño? Así que es porque te relaja estar a mi lado… ¿A pesar de que tiendo a maltratarte? Incluso si me dices eso no seré amable cuando succione tu sangre. Que rara eres. ¿Entonces? ¿Qué quieres beber? Muy bien, entendido. Sé buena chica y espérame, ¿sí? *va a comprar*

Laito (6:09): A ver… me pidió esto… ¿Qué me pediré yo? Creo que lo mismo. *deposita dinero en la máquina y saca dos bebidas* Perdona la espera, ya regresé. Está caliente, así que ten cuidado de no quemarte. No, no te preocupes, yo también quería beber. *se sienta conmigo y abre su lata para beber* Es deliciosa, oye, tú también… Oye, no cabecees con la lata en tu mano. Sabía que tenías sueño. Dame la lata, sería malo que se te derramara encima.

Laito (7:16): ¿Quieres cerrar tus ojos? Pero si ya está dormida… Por más que diga que le relaja estar a mi lado me impresiona que pueda dormir tan tranquila al lado de un vampiro hambriento… No tiene nada de precaución… Aunque no le perdonaría que se durmiera al lado de alguien más. Oye, bitch-chan… *beso* Ni con esto despierta… Fufu, que remedio, la dejaré dormir un poco. Pero cuando despierte tengo que succionar su dulce sangre. Es lo que mereces por invitarme y quedarte dormida… si te resfrías tu sangre sabrá mal, me acercaré un poco más. *se acerca a ti*

Laito (8:28): Hay bastante viento… ¿Cuándo debería despertarla? Oye, quiero beber tu sangre para poder dormir plácidamente, así que hazme caso cuando regresemos. Fufu, aunque dudo que me escuches. Jaja… se siente como si estuviéramos en nuestro propio mundo, no está mal… ya que en casa nos interrumpen… ¿No piensas lo mismo mi bella durmiente? Ese adorable rostro dormido, muéstramelo solo a mí, ¿sí?

Laito (9:22): Ah… en sueños dijo “te quiero”… Obviamente hablas de mí. ¿Verdad bitch-chan? Oye, no soltaré tu mano… así que tú tampoco sueltes la mía… Estemos a solas por un rato más. Aunque… siempre eres cálida… Eres como un cálido guatero… *bosteza*

Laito (10:13): Al acurrucarme a tu lado me entró sueño… Solo un momento… *se queda dormido*

Nota: Con vista nocturna se refieren específicamente a ver la ciudad durante la noche, las luces de la ciudad a lo lejos, durante la noche.

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#animate tokuten #laito sakamaki #diabolik lovers daylight #diabolik lovers #traducción al español #mi traducción

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