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[pearlflwr]

Mis Quince

Miguel O’hara x Mom!reader

my quince is coming up next year and i thought “hey, miguel HAD a daughter so why not make him have a happy ending??”

warnings// reader is latina coded, fluff, more fluff, did i mention fluff? miguel and reader are high school sweethearts cuz it makes sense to me, not proofread (i aint doin allat 🤣🤣🙏🏽🙏🏽‼️‼️⁉️), brief (LIKE A PINCH OF RELIGION) mention of religion cuz a quince is kinda apart of catholicism (practiced by mainly mexican catholics)

it was 5 AM in the o’hara residence. yet so early in the morning, everyone was up and getting ready. the make up artist and hairstylist came with their cups of coffee. the photographers would be arriving an hour or two. Miguel was upstairs still sound asleep while [name] and gabriella had to be downstairs. [name] couldn’t be anymore prouder than today. today was the day her beloved daughter, gabriella o’hara, would soon step into womanhood. [name] could recall her quince. she remembers when her and miguel were just two hopelessly devoted teenagers dancing together for her vals. “you’re gonna look absolutely beautiful, mija.” [name] said, placing a gentle hand on gabriella’s shoulder as she’s getting her makeup done.

two hours have passed, it was now 7 AM. [name] was getting her makeup done while gabriella was getting her hair done. miguel had finally woken up. “buenos dias mis amores.” he said tiredly rubbing his eyes. they said good morning back to him. he came downstairs, wearing a wife beater and pajama pants. as usual he would kiss [name] on the lips, but she was getting her makeup done so a kiss on the hand would do just fine. then he’d kiss gabriella on the cheek. “feliz cumpleaños, chaparrita.” miguel said happily. the family talked for a while before miguel went back upstairs to get ready himself.

pobrecita de gabriella! one of her chambelanes was taking his sweet time getting ready. it wasn’t like her mass didn’t an hour later..but still! the rest of her court was already at her house. “morenita, it’s alright, he’ll show up soon. your tía said that he was just fixing his hair but they’re on their way already.” [name] comforted gabriella. “you know, your dad was almost late to my mass. oh, you should’ve seen it. i was so pissed at him for the whole morning.” the two laughed together. gabriella couldn’t see her dad being like that! he was always on time. he couldn’t have..oh wait. “after that he learned to always be on time..most of the time.” she gave gabriella a small wink “i heard that.” miguel said from upstairs, fixing his tie. both of them just rolled their eyes.

it was mutually agreed upon the three that the mass should be around noon time considering everyone would be half asleep if it were in the morning. so now it was nearing the end of grabriella’s mass, 2 pm to be exact. once the mass had finally concluded the mariachi would be outside the church playing ‘las mañanitas’ just for her. miguel walked with [name], their arms linked together as their daughter walked in front of them with her main chambelan. how overjoyed they were to see their little girl grow up before them.

the clock strikes at 5 PM! now its time to partay! gabriella does her vals then her surprise dance. now its time for her to dance with her family members. first, her beloved father. miguel goes to the dance floor, taking his daughters hands in his. the music starts to fade in. “vamos, te invito a bailar. muñequita, te miras preciosa.” they swayed across the dance floor elegantly. miguel made sure to practice on his waltzing. he used to know but grew rusty over the years. he practiced just for her…and also so he wouldn’t step on her feet. maybe it was just for her. “vamos , que hay celebrar; tus quince años, edad primorosa.” oh, how he could remember the first day he laid his eyes on his precious chaparrita. how he held her for the first time. how much he cried when he met her. miguel could remember when gabriella won her first championship when playing soccer. he and [name] were so proud of her. miguel was blessed to see such a talented and beautiful girl grow up right before his eyes. hes glad to call her his. “vamos, ya no hay que esperar. y yo no sé que no hay baile mejor.” he whispered words of sweet nothings and promises. he swore to never leave her. he’ll always be with her. miguel will do anything in his power to make sure no harm, and i mean absolutely no harm, to even cross gabriella. “vamos, que ya están tocando..este vals del amor.”

author’s note: i said before that my quince is next year and this idea came to mind. originally i was gonna write a reader who lost her father do a father-daughter dance with miguel but i couldn’t bring myself to write that (i would start bawling immediately) 👴🏼 anyway! i chose this song cuz im actually gonna use it for my quince and i thought this would be more better 🫡

translations:

quince = fifteen, vals = waltz, mija = my daughter, buenos dias mis amores = good morning my loves, feliz cumpleaños, chaparrita = happy birthday, shorty, morenita = brown girl (often referring to hispanic females), las mañanitas = little mornings (mexican happy birthday basically), chambelan = chamberlain

[pearlflwr]

Luna de Xelajú

when i tell you that i am OBSESSED with this song. it’s not okay. anyways, this blurb was inspired by this song!

warnings// fem!reader, spanish might be kinda shit (i wrote this at like 1 am, sue me), miguel is probably ooc, not proofread so…, pure fluff

[name] was curled up next to miguel, her head resting in the crook of his neck. he had his hand tangled in her hair. there was a silence between them, however it wasn’t an awkward silence. it was peaceful. calming even. miguel broke the silence by humming a soft tune. it was familiar. why, he and [name] always sang that tune together. she smiled as she heard the soft tune. miguel looked at her tenderly. “nena, you’re making that smile again.” and she was. it was that smile that said a million words. one that said ‘i love you’ a million times.

“but you love it.” [name] replied with a faint chuckle. it was true. very true. miguel absolutely loved that smile. he would do anything to see her always smile like that.

“indeed i do, nena.” miguel said with a soft smile. his eyes slightly squinting even with the softest of smiles. he pulls her in just a little more closer than they already were. “how about you sing for me, yeah? tú sabes que yo te amo tu vocecita.” he pauses for a second “eres como una sirena cuando tú cantas. always so captivating, mi sirenita.”

[name] knew what song he was talking about. of course she knew he was gonna ask her to sing for him. he’ll eventually sing with her. their voices going together so well “luna gardenia de plata que en mi serenata te vuelves canción..” she started off slowly, finding the rhythm of the ballad.

miguel nodded his head slowly with each word she sang. he was completely enamored with her voice. “tú que me viste cantando, me ves hoy llorando mi desilusión.” he sang back to her. when he sang, he sang with his soul. each word, each verse was sung with passion. each little thing was genuine.

“calles bañadas de luna que fueron la cuna de mi juventud,” [name] would sing back. oh how she loved singing with him, let alone singing for him. miguel knew she was a little insecure of her singing but always encouraged her with praise and motivation. that was something [name] loved about miguel.

the couple looked at each other with so much love in their eyes “vengo a cantarle a mi amada, mi luna plateada de mi xelajú.” their voices intertwining into one song, one expression of love and affection. the two sing the entire song together, holding nothing back as their voices pour out of them, and it sounds like a melody as sweet as two lovers singing together.

author’s note: idk how to write endings aughh 👴🏼 anyways, hope you enjoyed this fic- or at least tolerated it. more to come soon? requests are open!

translations: im too lazy to do them el o el

[pearlflwr]

hello! im pearl! i uhhh like a lot of stuff and this is kinda sorta my introduction :^)

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