Things I loved about In the Heights
-The sounds of the city are part of the music of the opening song
-The frame story is the only way this story should be told; the story only works if it shows the results of Usnavi's decision to stay
-Anthony and Lin shaking hands
-Yay to random mixed race couple asking for directions
-“I hope you’re writing this down I’m gonna test you later” only makes sense with kids
-Showing different residents of Washington Heights provides scale
-I’m not sure about the decision to cut Camila, but if it means less Nina drama, then I love it
-I love how Usnavi has his friends’ orders all ready to go
-LOVE how Usnavi announces Benny’s entrance
-Everything about Vanessa in this movie is perfect=> she’s given so much more depth, her beauty is downplayed, she’s kind of a nerd, but has a beautiful smile
-Nina’s heels=> metaphor for her reaching for the stars
-I love the actress that plays Nina; she’s the right age and her singing voice is so sweet
-Nina’s hair is straight when she’s at school; as soon as she comes home, it’s curly=>she can be herself at home
-When Nina turns around and sees the crowd of people counting on her=> I felt that
-I love seeing Nina get her acceptance letter; I remember what that was like for my brother
-Camila must have died while Nina was at college in this version; Nina lost her mother recently which helps explain her different reason for dropping out; she feels lost
-I don’t know why Sonny is using this deep voice, but I love it!
-Whoever decided to have 96,000 take place at the pool is a genius
-The graphics at the beginning of 96,000 are good for helping regular people understand the rap
-Pete just put his arm around Sonny=> are they dating?
-Sonny yelling 96,000 as he enters the pool=> the sound design
-Pete nodding along to Usnavi=> sucking up to the family
-Usnavi is such a proud cousin-uncle during Sonny’s part in 96,000
-Vanessa making her “I'll be downtown” walk down a ramp
-The dancer doing flips is now a diver doing spins into the pool
-On stage, the lighting was dark; in the movie, it’s underwater
-The circles of people in the pool reflect the zeros in 96,000
-Lin and Chris being rivals is perfect; their bromance is everything
-Nina and Benny being together before the events of the movie means they are the beta couple and have less drama than Usnavi/Vanessa which is how it should be
-Benny joins in during “on that fire escape”=> like West Side Story
-Benny’s “Let me in” against the fence is hilarious
-Nina and Benny are FUN, not angsty like in the original
-Nina following the little girl=> following herself, following her dreams which eventually lead her to the sea; all of this is done while she’s talking about her past
-Nina and Benny instrumental™ part 1 in the middle of “When You’re Home”, Benny interrupts=> their story isn't complete yet
-Benny says he believes in her without discounting her feelings
-Everyone loving Nina=> I finally get it
-Nina is home geographically and with people who love her
-Benny is Nina’s home
-In the Heights is about how dreams are great, but the life you have now can be so beautiful
-Nina’s hair during the dinner/club scene is great
-Usnavi is wearing his dad’s hat for his date with Vanessa; he knows that she is to him what his mom was for his dad
-Family dinners are the same in every culture
-Awkwardness of long-time friends going on a date
-Vanessa offers Usnavi his first drink of the night; he thinks that’s what she wants; because why would she want him and only him?
-Usnavi whispering in Vanessa’s ear is so sexy
-Love that Benny is on Nina’s side instead of being mad at her
-I wonder if they thought 5 years of Benny working for Kevin was too much or too little since they changed that line to "all these years"
-Benny’s reactions to Vanessa dancing at the club are hilarious
-Vanessa laughing at Usnavi dancing with someone else
-Nina is always smiling and laughing at the things going on around her; not as self centered
-Nina and Benny dancing at the club=> all of the yeses
-Usnavi is too nervous about being alone with Vanessa that he un-dated himself; he wasn’t quite ready
-Love that they consciously cut all the “Usnavi, help me” parts=> Vanessa is not a victim
-Fireworks are a romantic setting for Sonny and Pete, just saying
-Usnavi/Benny/Nina talking about the fourth member of their square gives me feelings; I need more of these four in fanfic, my dreams
-“I got to wait for Vanessa”=> the stuff dreams are made of
-Benny is such a good person; he’s even better than the original which is what he deserves
-Usnavi is relieved to have Vanessa call his name
-“Don’t walk away from us tonight”=> great addition
-To give Usnavi and Vanessa some of Nina and Benny’s original lines is to see the face of God
-The first time I saw this, I’m ashamed to admit, I thought Benny was going to steal money from the dispatch; I was a fool
-Dancer with fireworks on his shoes
-Benny is smart and good; he isn’t doing this for Kevin or Nina but for the people of New York
-Abuela was able to see stars again on the last night of her life
-I’m sad Blackout isn’t exactly the same but the orchestral parts that cover up what is unsaid is so beautiful it makes up for it
-Abuela’s family is her “fireworks”; they are what light up the Heights
-Sonny came to Usnavi instead of being with his dad during the blackout; his real family
-Abuela’s smile as she looks at her family while reflecting on her childhood is the most beautiful thing there will ever be
-Paciencia y Fe as a dream sequence is how it was meant to be
-The transition on the subway from reality to memory
-Paciencia y Fe is a mixture of cultures; like Abuela’s memories
-“Wide awake”=> stepping off the subway
-The same actress played Abuela on Broadway and in the movie
-Abuela may be in a musical, but she’s still an old woman
-“As I feed these birds”=> back to the present
-Calor means heat in Spanish but in English it sounds like color
-Abuela dying during the night of the blackout is perfect
-Usnavi saying “she was just here” twice: when she was literally just there and many years, maybe a decade, after the fact
-Usnavi’s daughter is the life that goes on after Abuela is gone
-Usnavi and Nina crying together
-Those closest to Abuela are inside and everyone else is outside
-Iris was sitting on the outside and now she’s in the middle; needed comfort from her friends
-“Should we take a break?”=> we’re past the point of an intermission
-“No daddy, keep going”=> does this look like a stage production to you? It’s a fucking movie
-There isn’t a clear point for an intermission; the action stays strong over where the intermission should be; this is a movie, not a play, and movies don’t have intermissions
-Everyone’s holding candles; like the stars Abuela loved so much
-Iris called Usnavi Daddy for the first time because that was the point in the story where he needed to hear that the most
-“I thought about the people I care about the most, I thought about you”
-Anthony makes Usnavi sexy in a way Lin never could
-So many people love Vanessa, but no one better than Usnavi
-Abuela paid to have Camila's napkins cleaned after all
-Usnavi is the kind of parent that doesn’t sugarcoat life
-Vanessa listed no emergency contacts even though she had people
-“That’s senorita to you”=> yes girl, get it
-Love Daniela for getting everyone out of their asses
-“Tonteria” means foolishness=> the more you know
-How fast Carla says no to “ask me why” shows how quickly she wants to please her love
-Usnavi’s Nueva York t-shirt=> I need it
-Daniela’s first effect being on a woman whose hair is terrible
-Carla pushing that man away from her woman with a bullshit excuse
-My friend was laughing at the parts that were meant to be jokes
-Usnavi’s entrance being announced in Carnaval del Barrio; just like Benny in the opening song
-“There’s nothing holding me down”=> assuming he was rejected
-The different communities dancing with their flags
-Nina being part of Carnaval del Barrio is great
-Even Kevin, kind of an old man, can get down
-Since Nina and Benny sex scene wasn’t shown on screen (praise Jesus), I have to assume Nina told Daniela even though she knows she’s a huge gossip
-Everyone stops because Sonny, a kid, starts singing
-Vanessa and Sonny are so powerful together
-Vanessa’s hand on Sonny’s shoulder
-A kid providing Usnavi with the “flag I’ve got in my hand”
-Usnavi and Vanessa dancing together is muy romantico
-Everything about Nina’s appearance in “When the Sun Goes Down”
-“Let me just listen to my block”=> peak Nina
-Abuela wrote “for Usnavi” on her lotto ticket 😭
-They cut so many songs but kept Champagne=>I love their priorities
-The pause before “you outta stay”
-Everyone has such great chemistry; especially Usnavi and Vanessa
-The choreography in Champagne is what I’ve always imagined
-Usnavi didn’t have time to cash in because Vanessa came over
-Vanessa and Pete friendship for the win
-“Best days of my life” is said thrice=> good things come in threes
-Usnavi staring at the room where Vanessa kissed him
-Iris knows he stayed; she loves her dad so much
-Usnavi looking out his window in Washington Heights and seeing his friends on his dad’s beach
-When Usnavi talks about Kevin at the dispatch, the camera flashes to an abandoned building
-“Vanessa at the salon”=> Usnavi sheds a tear
-Vanessa being front and center during Usnavi’s decision to stay
-Hearing the sounds of the beach during the unveiling
-It’s all about Vanessa=> perfection
-Lin being at the ending is perfect no matter the context
-“Say it so it doesn’t disappear”=> the sad reality is your neighborhood probably will disappear
-Usnavi telling his daughter “you’re it” is everything
-Iris understanding all of the little details of her father’s store now that she knows his story
-Iris is the goddess of the rainbow like the light that appears when water appears on a sunlit day
-“Man, you talk forever”=> that’s so “How I Met Your Mother”
-Iris has a necklace of seashells, like the islands
-Vanessa would sooner get wet than let go of Usnavi’s hand
just her luck | anthony ramos
author’s note: have you guys seen “in the heights?” i loved it, although, i do wish the actors represented the heights more correctly with it’s afro-latinx population. i love love love the songs and i don’t know why but i can’t get “benny’s dispatch” out of my head. with that being said, check one, two, threee
word count: 5.2k
warnings: cursing, fluff, mild jealousy
summary: anthony ramos x fem!reader, academic rivalries to lovers trope of course. they are in college and get paired for a test and anthony finally admits he is in love with the reader. (ps, sorry for the mistakes, i didn’t fully edit this.)
She was beyond stressed. All night she had been preparing for her chemistry midterm and she was strong in the subject but she didn’t believe she had studied enough. So she stayed up flipping through her notes until she lost count on how many times she had flipped through them.
But the morning had already been rough. She stubbed her toe on the end of her bed and then ran out of toothpaste and had to fish out rusty scissors to cut the tube in half to get any excess. On top of that, the clothes from her laundry had a funky smell to them because someone decided to let a skunk into the dorm halls that stayed in the laundry room all day. Everyone hogged the washers to rid the smell out of their clothes, so she had to put on a dirty hoodie because it was the only thing that didn’t smell.
Her coffee machine decided to sputter out a mess all over her desk that she had to clean up because she knew it would stain the cheap white paint a light brown. Then, she had to rush to the building next door to get a cup of coffee and was able to dump into her thermal without any slips. This was the only right thing that happened so far this morning.
“What a fucking day,” she mumbled as she walked down towards the science hall. The clouds were gloomy and there was a chill running through campus that it would only be a matter of seconds before a full downpour began. The day couldn’t possibly get anymore worse.
She felt her phone vibrate a couple of times, alerting her that she had two minutes before class.
“Of course,” she huffed and broke out into a slow jog. Her professor was an absolute ass that was very punctual about when class started and she couldn’t be late for her midterms because then she would get an automatic zero. She couldn’t afford a low grade at all.
She ran through the doors and gave a weary smile to the onlooking staff members. Running through the science hall wasn’t an odd sight to see, there were numerous kids always running in the corridors and bunching up on the elevator. And of course, there was an elevator already filled with students that was on the verge of closing. With her luck today, she knew that she wasn’t going to make it. But she ran anyway.
She didn’t make it. She huffed and ran her fingers through her hair as the elevator chimed. Glancing around the lobby, there were a couple of students left but she didn’t recognize any of them as her classmates. She wanted to see at least one of her classmates because then she wouldn’t feel the bubbly feeling in her throat forming. She would have someone else to be late with, but of course everyone knew that they had to arrive early for Professor Lee’s class.
Her phone vibrated again and it signaled a minute left. There wasn’t enough time to make it up on the fifth floor through the stairs and she knew that.
“Fuck,” she tapped her phone and stared as the clock struck towards the 12 hour mark. “How could you be so stupid?”
The elevator dinged and opened. It was cold and empty as she walked in defeated. Her cheeks started to heat up because she knew that she was going to have to repeat this course by missing this test. No matter how well she did on the final exam that wasn’t until two months, there was no way she could bring up her grade to a 70.
Before the elevator shut completely, a hand stuck between the doors and a body came squirming inside. His curls bounced as he looked up at her after stumbling.
“Oh, hey, Y/n” Anthony gave her a nervous smile. He sat beside her in their chemistry class and the two of them used to always compete for who had the higher grade back in high school.
She swore he had an eidetic memory and was able to remember everything as long as he read the words of the textbook. Meanwhile, she had to study her ass off for every lesson by writing down notes in class and missing parties and events around campus just to reread her notes. He would be slumped in his seat and then glance at his notes and ace his tests. She hated him for it. He would brag about his grades all the time and knew he was the smartest.
Their rivalry started their freshmen year when he started gloating about being the only one who passed the first human geography test, and she had an outburst of calling him an asshole in front of their whole class.
They bounced between valedictorian and salutatorian, with Anthony ultimately getting that valedictorian spot during graduation. At commencement, Y/n’s speech was stunning and inspiring while Anthony’s was an actual joke. It was a mayhem in which he went off script and just said whatever he wanted, by roasting a couple of his friends and other classmates.
Y/n was humble with her grades and never made it known that she had such a high rank, whereas Anthony bragged about it constantly. It became childish and bothersome that she tried everything in her power to have distance between them. That meant choosing a college that was two thousand miles away from their hometown. And of course, with her luck, they ran into each other on the first day of classes.
“Anthony,” she gave him a thin-line smile. His toothy grin slowly faded as he turned away to look back at the elevator doors while she stayed in the back corner.
“Ready for this exam?” He asks and turns back briefly. He presses the ‘5’ button again and the elevator starts moving.
“Yeah...just don’t know if Professor Lee will let us in.”
He walks towards the opposite end and lets out a bluff, “Oh I got you, I’ll get us in.”
“Trust me, I got this,” he shrugs. She wants to protest again but she needs this exam. Anthony was a smooth talker and was always able to persuade every person he came in contact with.
She lets his words fly over her head and holds her breath as the elevator opens. She knew not to have high expectations for him and was already bracing herself for the disappointment. Her parents were going to be pissed when they found out about her missing this test.
The elevator chimes and Anthony lets her walk in front of him. The classroom door was still open from letting students walk in, but the professor was there at the door kicking the door stop to the side. She let Anthony walk in front of her and he ran towards him.
“Sorry, the elevator got stuck for a minute on the second floor,” Anthony starts, but the professor holds up his hand.
“Go in, Mr. Ramos,” he says. His voice is raspy as he brushes his white hair off of his forehead. Y/n follows right behind Anthony but the professor stops her.
“Nuh-uh, ma’am,” the professor booms. Anthony halts and turns around.
“She was stuck in the elevator with me,” Anthony says but he continues to shake his head.
He moves in front of Y/n, “Class starts at noon, it always has.”
“That’s not fair,” Y/n snaps. She didn’t expect to talk back, but something inside of her made her upset that Anthony was able to go to class and she couldn't even though they arrived at the same time. “We got here at the same time and were on the elevator together. How come he can--”
Anthony interrupts her, “Professor, she’s with me.”
Something about that line made him rethink his refusal to let Y/n into the classroom. He nodded and then held the door open for the two of them to walk in. She glances towards Anthony and he just gives her a slow nod.
What the hell was that about?
The two of them went to their seats in silence and placed their bags underneath the table. The two of them sat next to each other after Anthony strolled into class one day and plopped down right beside her in the then-empty desk next to her.
“You didn’t have to do all that,” she glances towards him and he shrugs.
“I got chu.”
“No,” she crosses her arm. “You shouldn’t have.”
“He wasn’t going to let you in class,” he leans on the table and looks at her. His short curls were hanging on his forehead and his light eyes were dimmed from the lowlight in the classroom.
She shrugs, “So what, then I would’ve left.”
“You would’ve failed. Don’t sweat it, Y/n, it doesn’t matter.”
“Why did he fold when you said that I was with you?”
“He trusts me,” Anthony replied sheepishly. “Why are you making this a big deal when it isn’t? I’m not mad or anything.”
“I just don’t want you to hold it over my head.”
“Why would I do that?” He throws his head in her direction and rolls his eyes. The two of them only had a foot of distance between them. They heard the ding from the computer that signaled that they needed to start preparing for class and check in for attendance.
She decided not to say anything back just yet, and instead pulled out her laptop in silence. They quickly checked in for attendance before they settled into their seats more comfortably. Anthony had slouched back in his chair and blew out a raspberry while he drummed his fingers on the table.
She feels Anthony turns towards her, “This is a partner test.”
Her cheeks warmed up because even though she was strong in this subject generally, with today’s luck and working with Anthony, her brain was bound to falter. She had only prepared for an independent test and did not take account of it being with someone else, let alone Anthony.
“How do you know that?”
“He told me and look--,” he points back to the front of the theater and the projector is now turned on with the instructions of the test. One of the bullet points read that the test is with the partner seated next to them.
Well, fuck. She opened up the school’s browser and started finding the test that was online within their class module. There were only a couple of questions but they were tricky and she groaned because the questions already seemed like they would have to use both of their brain power.
Anthony scoots his chair closer to her and she feels their shoulders graze each other. Even though they were both wearing hoodies, she could still feel the warmth from his body.
“Alright, I’m strong in this stuff, what about you?” Anthony starts and she fights the urge to roll her eyes. Of course he was strong in everything.
The first couple of questions were drawing and naming organic compounds which was something she was also strong in, so she didn’t mind doing those questions first. She ignores his question, “We can start with these.”
They decided to just use her computer since only one of them had to turn in the assignment as long as both of their names were on it.
“Oh, it’s isomers? That’s easy,” Anthony says and pulls out a piece of paper from his backpack and starts writing down their names quickly on the paper. He then starts drawing out four isomers for C6H14.
“Wait,” she squinted at his drawn isomers, “that one is wrong.”
“No it’s not,” Anthony whips his head towards her and they are closer than both of them anticipated. She leans back a little to put some distance between them.
“Yeah, you added too many lines. There’s too many carbons.”
Anthony analyzes his drawings and then frowns, “Shit, you right, my fault. I’m sorry.”
The two of them continue in silence except noting several thoughts about the IUPAC rules. Anthony apologizing was different than what she was used to because usually he never admitted he was wrong so it threw her off guard. She didn’t let the thought get to her though and just kept moving on to the next question.
The last question stumped both of them to where they couldn’t think of anything. Anthony let out a groan as he slouched in the back of his seat, “I forgot what to do here.”
She scrunched her eyebrows. He was incapable of forgetting but not now. He credited himself constantly for never forgetting but here he was, forgetting one of the reactants. She smirked at his defeat. Although she didn’t know the answer herself, she was onto something that could work.
“You forgot? Didn’t think that was possible,” she taunts.
He rolls his eyes, “Hardee-har.”
“I think I know what to do,” she says. She starts writing the measurements in order and then starts converting them. Anthony watches her every move hoping his brain would click on where she was headed but nothing was showing.
After a couple of more conversions, she boxes her answer and looks at him for a second opinion. He nods his head slowly, “The math checks out, but I have no idea if that is what we are supposed to do. Are you sure?”
He grimaces, “How sure?”
She shrugs, “All the other questions have to be correct, so we would only get this one wrong if so.”
Anthony nods his head, “Alright, let’s skim our answers again and then I’ll go turn it in real quick. That decimal on the last answer is sketchy though, like that’s very specific so we might get points off for it.”
The two of them go over their previous work and then Anthony gets up and turns in the piece of paper to the front of the class. While he is gone, Y/n finally finds the chance to calm herself down. She had been trying her hardest in front of Anthony. She prides herself on not caring about other people’s opinions, and she doesn’t, but she hates being wrong--especially if Anthony was present. She didn’t want to seem stupid in front of him but she always seemed to do something dumb.
Y/n zips her laptop in her bag and grabs her now empty coffee thermal and slips it on the side of her bag. Anthony settled beside her as he came back from down the stairs, “We’re allowed to leave class now while he grades. He’ll post grades tomorrow, so do you want to grab breakfast?”
She stands up and looks at him as he closes his laptop. He doesn’t hold a smug look and he is genuinely welcoming. His face is soft as he awaits her response. A part of her doesn’t believe that he is being nice at the moment so she lets out a bluffed response, “Funny.”
She turns on her heels and then starts walking down the stairs of the theater room. Anthony grimaces as he stuffs his laptop in his bag and throws it over his shoulder. He catches up to her.
“Yo, Y/n, I’m being for real, let’s grab something to eat,” his hand touches her elbow softly in the corridor as she walks towards the elevator. She adjusts her backpack on her shoulders and presses the down button for the elevator.
She remembered seeing him with his arm around a girl’s shoulders and the two of them always walking together around campus. She furrowed her eyebrows, “I don’t think your girlfriend will like that.”
Anthony tilts his head, “Her and I aren’t together anymore.”
She lets out a laugh as the elevator door opens, “Not surprised.”
He steps into the elevator with her and crosses his arm and leans against the side, “What’s that supposed to mean?”
She shrugged as she pressed the first floor button, “I’m not surprised you two broke up.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because,” she looks at him. He was awaiting her response and she knew he was listening wholeheartedly. Whatever she was going to say, he cared for her opinion and she could tell by the way he was staring.
“Quit dodging the question, just say it man,” he huffs. He was growing agitated after her constantly bouncing around his responses.
“She didn’t seem like the girls you were into.”
He drops his arms to the side of him and stuffs them into his pockets, “And you would know that because…?”
She rolls her eyes, “When have you ever been in a serious relationship? You always have a different girl with you every week so I’m not surprised it didn’t work out because you usually get bored with them after a couple of days and let them go anyway.” Anthony’s shoulders tensed and she could sense she struck a nerve. “I mean, am I wrong?”
He looks at her and then turns away whenever their eyes connect. He shuffles in his feet and faces the elevator doors, waiting for them to open. She glanced at the number indicating which floor they were currently on and it read ‘2.’ She looked back at the side of Anthony’s profile and he clenched his jaw.
“Don’t worry about it.”
She rolled her eyes in annoyance. If an argument like this happened in high school, she wouldn’t have cared at all. She would’ve walked to her next class without giving it a second thought and not caring, but them being two thousand miles from home made her want to set things straight between them.
“Let’s get breakfast,” she continues. “At Commons Hall.”
She watched him keenly, searching for a sign in him to change and there was one. It was brief. His jaw relaxed as he nodded his head. He lets out an unsteady breath as the doors open and they walk out of the main lobby. It was still raining but Anthony pulled out an umbrella and the two of them walked in silence together. They were so close to each other that she held her breath the entire time. His demeanor was still tense but he seemed to ease as they neared the dining hall.
He held the door open for her and closed his umbrella, stuffing it in the side of his bag.
“Thanks,” she said. She followed him into one of the buffet lines and they grabbed their food in silence. He chose a table far away from others and slouched down in his chair again as he started unwrapping his burrito.
“Are you okay?” she asked and he looked back up at her. He rolled his eyes and that was what set her off. “Just talk to me. You asked me what I said and I told you and you got mad. Why?”
He looked everywhere but at her and left his burrito alone. He bit down on his lower lip and then sat up straight, “Eat your food.”
“Anthony,” she said his name with irritation and Anthony still hadn’t looked at her. He tore out his burrito and started chewing it. She watched him in disbelief. She had been around him before but she has never seen him so upset that he wouldn’t even look at her. Usually, the two of them would bicker at each other back and forth until a teacher or one of their friends interrupted them. She had never been able to get under his skin this bad.
She sighs, “Look--I’m sorry if I upset you, okay? I didn’t think it would upset you…”
Her mother always taught her to be the bigger person even when it wasn’t remotely your fault, so here she was, being the bigger person when all she wanted to do was slap him for not listening.
“How well do you think we did on our test?” She changed the topic hoping to get him out of his shitty mood but he wasn’t folding.
She sees some of his friends making their way through the cafeteria but they weren’t carrying food. They were just walking by. She knew them too but she met them at one of Anthony’s parties so she associated them with him.
“What are you two lovebirds doing?” Oak teases and Daveed laughs. She glances at Anthony and his pinks tinge pink. That’s odd. But it was a reaction, nonetheless.
“Hey,” Daveed says and gives her a brief side hug and grips Anthony’s shoulder. “We’re just passing.”
Anthony looks up at him, “I’ll catch you at home.”
“What’s up,” Oak greets and also gives her a side hug before dapping up Anthony.
“Hey,” Y/n smiles at them. She was glad for their brief appearance because it was able to make Anthony loosen his attitude.
“When are you going to take me up on that offer for dinner, Y/n?” Daveed whines and she catches Anthony’s eyes. She watches as he looks at Daveed and his jaw clenches. He was mad, but it seemed out of character because she never noticed him get mad. He seemed...jealous?
To test out her theory, she smirks, “Now that midterms are about to be done, very soon.” She flashes Daveed a smile and turns quickly towards Anthony. He seemed more angry than before and was sending Daveed a cold stare. He looked at her and his eyes seemed to falter.
She has never seen this side of him before.
Daveed lets out a nervous laugh, “Bet. I’ll let you guys finish eating in peace. It was good seeing you, Y/n!”
Oak waves her goodbye and the two of them saunter off. She turns her head and watches them walk back before turning back to Anthony and he's staring right at her.
She feels her cheeks grow warm, “What?”
He shakes his head, “Nothing.”
“C’mon, what’s your problem now?”
He looks at her and his green eyes are piercing through hers. His gaze is strong and she doesn’t want to back down from it. “Are you really considering going out with Daveed?”
She grows defensive, “Why do you care?”
He lets out a mocking sigh, “Y/n, why do you think my relationship with Destiny didn’t work out?”
She shrugs and crosses her arms, “I don’t know...you grew bored with her?”
He shakes his head, “Because I was in love with someone else.”
“Oh,” she mumbles. She didn’t know how to respond to that. “Did you tell her that?”
Anthony simply shakes his head again, growing tired of her cluelessness. “I did. I realized I wasn’t in love with her because I’ve only ever been in love with one person this whole time. It...has taken me years to realize this because I never knew what this feeling meant. But I realized it whenever I dreamt of her getting married to some guy that wasn’t me. I was crushed at this wedding and it felt so real that I knew I had to do everything in my power to at least try.”
She nods her head slowly. He never told her anything personal like this that she wasn’t sure what he wanted to hear in response. “I didn’t know you were so romantic.”
Anthony gives her a soft smile, “You’re clueless.” She stays quiet and he leans forward on the table, resting his weight on his elbows. “I fell in love with you, Y/n. From the moment you walked in with those big ass glasses you used to wear freshman year. I would bicker with you constantly just for you to keep talking to me.”
Y/n chokes on her spit and Anthony lets out a nervous laugh. She holds her hand up to her mouth and turns away from him. His words caught her entirely off guard but she knew he wasn’t lying. His honest eyes were sweet and genuine and the smile he held would make any girl’s knees weak...including hers. The thought of Anthony being in love with her since freshman year confused her, though.
“That doesn’t make sense,” she says. “You were always with a different girl.”
“Your boy was falling hard,” he shrugs and glances at the doors behind her and then back at her. “After I realized that I was too much of an asshole towards you, I lost hope in trying to get at you because you would never say yes. All those times I asked you to study with me, I really did just want to hang out with you, but you would shut me down everytime and say that I wasn’t being serious. I didn’t want to keep getting hurt so yeah, in junior year I started going for other girls, but none of them interested me the way you did. I wanted you.”
Her hands were already clammy from his confession. Him admitting his love for her was not something she had planned for today--or ever. Her luck, suddenly, seemed larger than she realized. Her high school rival was madly in love with her and she never knew.
“How could you possibly still feel the same way?” She asked. All of her high school crushes would be gone if she didn’t see them for a long period of time. There was a boy who she liked for the longest but they didn’t interact at all one summer and she no longer felt anything for him.
Anthony laughed, “How could I not? Did you forget prom night senior year?”
Y/n never forgot prom night. It made her look at Anthony differently that’s for sure. They both won prom queen and king and shared a dance. Their dance was intimate to say the least. Both of them forgot about their peers watching them and just stared into each other’s eyes the entire time. When she lay her head on him, she closed her eyes and reeled at the closeness of him. One of his hands was clasped with hers and it was firm but she felt content and comforted. The other hand was on her back and it made her feel giddy--it was the first time she ever slow-danced with a boy, and for it to be Anthony, she started feeling things and didn’t know what they meant.
He continues, “Prom night--man, you looked so beautiful in your dress. I thought that I was over you, but then I saw you walk in and forgot all about the date I had. And when we danced, god, I was soaking in every moment because I didn’t know when I would ever get to be that close to you again.”
He lets out another laugh and that makes her grin. Seeing him nervous was a different look that she found herself enjoying. He licks his lips, “We only had one class with each other and I kept my distance from you all the time. I hoped that the teacher wouldn’t assign us to the same table--and I mean I would be sweating bullets standing in the back hoping she wouldn’t call both of our names together.”
Anthony had the brightest smile on his face and it made her break into one. They shared eye contact as she suppressed a laugh.
She couldn’t deny the fact that Anthony was handsome, maybe even one of the most handsome men she has ever seen. His freckles, bright green eyes that had strokes of orange and brown in them, his growing curls, the way he would drum his knuckles on the table whenever he was waiting for something, the way his laugh would shift from loud to silent depending on how funny he found the situation, and how he no longer seemed to argue with her on useless conversations and would write extra notes for her on the days she missed class even though she never asked--she realized that all of these things made Anthony a great guy.
Anyone would be lucky to have, including her, but did she like him because he was a ‘great guy’ or because she felt something for him? She remembered prom night when she thought about him all night long and even dreamt of him that night. She would have hung out with him after prom in an instant if he were to ask, but he didn’t. She went home alone wondering if Anthony possibly felt something that night. She would never know until now, nearly a year later.
And the next week at school, the two of them acted as if nothing happened. A part of her was gutted that he seemed to ignore anything ever happening and another part of her was foolish to believe that Anthony would feel anything towards her. But a part of her was also glad that he ignored her because they were going to different colleges and she did not need to start a relationship right now.
“Prom night was something…” she dragged. “You left me confused though, if I’m being honest. I liked dancing with you and it felt...good, like we fit like puzzle pieces together. But then when we saw each other at school, you acted as if nothing happened and that was it.”
Anthony hangs his head as if he is ashamed of himself, “I did. I wish I could have gone back to change that night. I wanted to hang out with you after prom and tell you how I felt, but I got roped away by my friends and by then you were gone. I was nervous at school. I didn’t know how you felt and didn’t want to hurt myself by the possibility of rejection. I was just waiting until graduation day so I could finally get away from you because I knew that was the only way I would get over you.”
She lets out a chuckle. They had the same thought process. She couldn’t wait until graduation day so that she didn’t have to think about the possibility of what her and Anthony could have been. “And then we see each other here…”
“That day was a trip. I thought I was hallucinating when I saw you, man,” he lets out a laugh. “I just kept thinking that there was no way, but then I saw you in chemistry and knew I just had to sit next to you. I didn’t want to lose another chance with you.”
The two of them share a lingering look and Anthony relaxes in his seat. She was thinking about their time in class for the past eight weeks. They held conversations in class and rarely argued, much more than what they ever held while in high school.
“So…what happens now?” she raises her eyebrows.
“Damn, you want me to get on one knee too?” Anthony jokes and they burst into a laugh. “Go out with me.”
"I'll think about it," she smirks.
"Don't play with my heart like that," he puts his hand on his heart and clenches it.
She laughs alongside him, "I'm kidding,"
Summary : (Y/n) is a single mom living in the barrio, struggling to make ends meet like everyone else. Her only Suenito? To provide a good life for her baby, and to move away from the elevated train. And maybe finally go out with her high school crush Usnavi.
Pairing : Usnavi x Reader
Words : 1,409
Authors Note : Hey y'all guess who back? With a new Fic? I watched ITH and loved it! Im Hispanic and really connected to it and got this idea for a fic, I really wanted to write it so this is it.
(Not my gif of course I don't know how to make them. )
You awoke to the sound of your baby wailing, rubbing your eyes, stretching as you walked across your small bedroom to the crib. There he was, your little boy, Sebastian. “Good morning mi angelito (my angel).” You took the crying baby and moved out of the room, you carried him to the kitchen and prepared his bottle. He calmed when he saw you preparing his breakfast, “How are you mi amor (my love)! I know, Mama’s almost done.” He whined till he practically ripped the bottle from your hand.
You smiled carrying him back to your shared room to get him and yourself dressed for the day, you finished changing him and placed him back in his crib as you got yourself ready. Running to the bathroom you tried to do your morning routine as quickly as you could, leaving a one and half year old unsupervised wasn't ideal, especially since you had no one else to watch him. Just as you were finishing your hair you heard it, your worst enemy, the train. You ran to the crib but were too late, Sebastian was screaming his head off. “I know Sebastian, I know, let's go so the mean train won't bother you!” You grabbed his diaper bag and set him down in his stroller.
First stop of the day was Usnavi’s bodega, where you and everyone in the barrio went for their morning coffee. The streets were still quiet, all you could really hear was Sebastion mumbling and giggling as he played with his toys. “Buenos Días Señorita (Good morning) (Y/n)!” Piraguero greeted you, stopping on your side. “Buenos dias, how are you?” You asked the kind man, “You know mornings are usually slow but with the heat I'm sure I'll be very busy today. Can I get you something for you or your little man?” You laughed shaking your head, “ No thank you, giving him sweets this early is a recipe for disaster. And I can't eat anything without having my morning coffee, thank you though.” You smiled, waving goodbye, “Adios (Goodbye)!”
You pulled up to the bodega prepared to struggle with the door for the millionth time. “Oh! Miga (daughter) let me help you with that.” Abuelita, the mother of the barrio and one of the sweetest ladies you've ever known, pulled the door open for you. “Thank you abuelita.” You pushed your cheap stroller into the cool store, “Usnavi! Haven't I told you to leave that door open?”
There he was the most beautiful man in the barrio, Usnavi de la Vega. You met him when you were both sixteen, and have been friends ever since, coming to his bodega every day to talk to him and Sonny and Benny when he was around. “I'm sorry (Y/n)! It always slips my mind.” He turned to Abuela, “Abuela my fridge broke. I got cafe but no con leche.” He looked over at you apologizing with his eyes, “Ay Dios (oh god), Try my mothers old recipe. One can of condensed milk.”
“Nice.” He pulled a can from behind him and made a cup, “(Y/n) can you try this?” You took the cup from his hand and took a sip. Both him and abuelita waiting for your opinion. “Usnavi I hate to say this but… This might be better than your coffee.” He laughed, “That's not funny (Y/n)!” You laughed pulling your wallet out. “Oh hey. Your lottery ticket.” He handed Abuela her ticket and she exclaimed her iconic line “Paciencia Y Fe!” She turned to you, “(Y/n) I'm just going to run next door to get some meat, I'll meet you there.” You nodded telling her you'd be out soon, see Abuela watched Sebastian while you went to school and work. You always offered to pay her for the trouble but the sweet lady always pushed your money back, since she never had any babies you just assumed she liked watching one for a while.
“So how's school been?” Usnavi asked you, leaning over the counter to get a better look at you. “Well you know finals, only one more week though and then it's just me and Seb all summer. It would be nice to give Abuela Claudia a break.” You responded by pulling out cash to pay him, “Hey you know for you it's on the house.” He laughed. “You know if you keep doing this Daniellas is going to think something up.” You leaned closer to him, “Would that be such a bad thing?” He whispered looking from your eyes to your lips. You pulled away smirking, “I've got to go meet Abuela before I'm late. But thanks for the coffee Usnavi.” You walked out almost bumping into a couple outside, “Hey (Y/n)! You forgot your lottery ticket!” You took it from Usnavi, “Can I pay you for this at least?” He shook his head, “Only if you win.” He winked, turning to speak to the confused couple.
You turned on your way to meet Abuela, “Oh Sebastian, all we could have if I won the lottery.”
“Sonny you're late.”
“Chillax you know you love me. Did (Y/n) come in yet?” Usnavi rolled his eyes at his cousin, “Yes you missed her.” Sonny groaned, “Did she ask for me?”
“Sonny you are fifteen, she is twenty three stop crushing on girls way older than you. Also you're not her type dude.” Usnavi said he rang up another customer, “Oh yeah what's her type carribean guys who are too shy to ask out a girl they've liked for five years?” He turned to Sonny now with no customers in the store, “I don't like her, she is just my friend.”
“Who's just a friend? (Y/n)? What have I been saying, Sonny he has no skills.” Right on time there was Benny Usnavis' best friend since high school. “I have skills Benny, you want the usual?” He nodded as he began ranting on how great he was, which Usnavi knew of course. He paid for his things and turned to his friend, “Yo Vanessa show up yet?”
“Shut up.” Vanessa Morales is one of the prettiest girls in the Barrio, he knew it and so did plenty of other men too. Carla had mentioned to him and the boys a few weeks back that Vanessa had taken interest in him, Usnvai. Of course she was beautiful and any guy would be lucky to have her but something or maybe someone always held him back. He had more than one Suenito, he's always dreamed of going back to the domincan republic, his other dream well was a big one too. Since freshman year of highschool he dreamed of taking (Y/n) out on a date, his crush always obvious to everyone but her. But things happen and Benny has been pushing him to ask Vanessa out, to finally get over (Y/n).
“Hey, lil’ homie, don't get so upset. Ask Vanessa out, buy the girl a meal on the real or you ain't got no skills.” Both Benny and Sonny exclaimed. On cue Vannesaa walked in on the phone sounding distressed heading straight to the fridges as she always did. Sonny grabbed a paper rose and led them to Vanessa.“Yo, here's your chance, ask her out right now.” He shook his head ready to walk back to the counter, “Yo do something, make your move, don't freeze.” Benny said while Sonny pushed a box towards Vanessa.
“Hey” He said awkwardly, waving, “You owe me a bottle of cold champagne.” She smirked, proud of herself. “Are you movin’?” That's the only reason he could come up with for owing someone champagne, that she's getting out of the neighborhood. “Just a little credit check and I'm on that downtown train.” He smiled happily for his friend, “Well, your coffee is on the house.” He grabbed the coffee from Sonny, throwing the paper rose aside.
“Usnavi ask her out.” Benny whispered.
“No way.” Sonny whispered knowing his cousin wouldn't have the guts. “I'll see you later, so” She smiled once more at him before walking out. He turned to see both of them laughing their asses off.
“Yo, smooth operator, aw, damn, there she goes. Usnavi! Cmon!” Benny left saying his usual words of encouragement for his friend. That Usnavi was like a street light. He never denied it, he knew what he was but he was content with it. As long as he had his friends and family he was content with just being Usnavi.