#【 rafael vazquez ❖ headcanon 】

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SEND 📱 TO FIND OUT ABOUT MY MUSE’S PHONE What photo does Rafael have for Carmen?

[ because Carmen takes his phone and leaves selfies on it ]

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"Oh kay that's very fair point that I didn't really think about," he chuckled feeling a little stupid and caught up in the current romance of the moment. His smile returned, "You can always call me, dancing queen," Raf assured her.

When she turned the question on him he blushed, lips parting as he paused for the right words. "God ever since you first massaged my feet, I dreamt of something close to what we did tonight. Just not nearly as good," he chuckled. Raf sucked on his bottom lip a moment. He'd had a dream of them hiding an engagement but that... that was far too heavy of an answer. It had been one dream, he'd only had it a few times but it stuck with him. "I've had dreams of one of our routines that then blurs, melds into a hotel room and you spin into me and we're naked falling into bed. You bounce on my lap like in Japan and tell me I can't cum yet and I wake up gasping, hard and needing you." It was a reoccurring dream the passed month for sure, it'd become more vivid each time, his mind refusing to let the details of those memories dull and fade.

Carmen kept her legs wrapped around Raf's narrow waist, well aware that at any moment, he'd force her feet to the floor, force their bodies apart. For once, she wouldn't be first--first to pull away, first to clean up, first to feel that flicker of self-disgust she'd almost always felt that her sisters had long programmed into her. "When I'm sharing a bed with Camila, a room with two other sisters, a house with two other sisters and my parents? No." Only her two eldest sisters had moved out, but they were there constantly. There was no privacy; a problem only-child Raf didn't have. "Maybe, when we're on the road, a hotel room away from one another, I'll call. Let you 'walk me through it.'" She wouldn't, though. It was too dangerous, too easy to blur the lines all over again.

Carmen skin flared hot, though it had nothing to do with the steam building around them. She nibbled on her bottom lip and didn't lift her head, wary of saying the wrong thing, of ruining this moment. We shouldn't. Instead, she whispered, "And what do you dream of, papi?"

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A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE !!

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► NAME: Rafael Antonio Vazquez ► NICKNAME: Raffy, Raf ► TITLE(S): Dad, Husband, Coach, Olympic Gold Medalist ► AGE: 48 (I play him from high school up) ► SPECIES: human ► SEX: male ► NATIONALITY: Cuban, first generation American ► INTERESTS: do his girls count???? His daughters and his perfect wife are his everything. Dance, travel when he can, he likes watching Forensic Files with his youngest daughter and Doctor Who with his oldest. Teaching, he actually really loves being able to invest his skills in a younger generation. Raf likes to do work around the house and feel useful, he's creative and once he had an idea in his head it's hard to stop him from doing it. ► PROFESSION: competitive dancer all the way up until the first Olympics that recognized dance until he broke his leg, then he worked a building maintenance and eventually became a personal competitive dance coach when he and his wife opened their dance studio ► BODY TYPE: athletic fit when he was younger, now he does his best to stay fit for his wife but he's struggled with a little dad bod from time to time ► EYES: brown ► HAIR: fluffy and brown, he never lets it get too long ► POSTURE: relaxed at home but perfect from on the dance floor or when coaching, most students of his have never seen him slouch ► HEIGHT: 5′ 11″ ► VOICE: I mean... Pedro cause god ► SIGNATURE OUTFIT: he loves Jams World button ups, those dorky dad flowery Hawaiian shirts, he's all over them. He bought one while he and his wife were competing and it became his signature style. Raf will either be in one of those and some jeans or a casual soft polo ► SIGNIFICANT OTHER: @thestoriesincoffeestains Carmen dancing queen Rodriguez Vazquez, his heart and soul ► COMPANIONS: like friends? Emmett, Liam, can he count Mallory? Maybe when he's older... ► ANTAGONISTS: anyone who comes at Carmen for her weight or something stupid, anyone who says he can't do something, for a little while his coach, anyone who has eyes on his daughters ► STRENGTHS: he's good a breaking tension, making people feel comfortable and getting them to laugh. Raf is a good teacher, he's patient and caring, he's always been extremely resilient. Anything that comes at him he's able to take in stride. He is humble but confident and always pushes himself to be better. ► WEAKNESSES: he can be quiet and have pretty bad thought spirals if he's not careful. It's rare but when Raf has an opinion on something he doesn't back down and that can be to his detriment. His wife, his wife and daughters are a huge weakness and strength but he can be blind when it comes to them and over protective. Depending on how you say weakness, cuban coffee for sure ► FRUITS: he loves tangerines, peaches, dates, kiwis, mango ► DRINKS: cuban coffee, sprite, water ► ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: sangria, tequila, whiskey, sake, he likes drinks with a kick ► SMOKES: occasionally, when he's stressed or wants to feel close to his late father he smokes ► DRUGS: he was on pain killers after he broke his leg but he was able to wean off them just fine. Very rarely he'll have a gummy or an edible with his wife to relax ► DRIVER’S LICENSE: yes

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She never made him feel bad if he came too quickly, and Raf took a lot of pride in how fast he could get Carmen to her pleasure peak. They never wasted a second. Any time she got him to come undone in under a minute it left him breathless and a little overwhelmed. Raf took long slow breaths in through his nose and out through his lips, his chest lifting into her palm. He smiled up at her, fully spent in the best way. "God you're sexy," he swallowed hard then exhaled a small laugh, his cheeks flushed. Raf lifted his hand and ran it through his hair. "My god..." Raf moved his hands up over her thighs and squeezed. "You beautiful, strong, fucking goddess," he mumbled compliments with a glossy grin as he felt like he might just melt into the bed.

Carmen let her hips slow, a lazy smile on her face as she watched him. It was a beautiful sight, the moment Rafael came undone. Within a minute, she was settled against his lap, eyes shining with amusement. She never wanted Rafael to feel like he had to meet some stupid societal standards about 'lasting,' especially when they'd both come so many times already. She placed her palm over his heart, tracking the racing beat--the same way it raced when they finished a competition.

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He nodded and smiled to himself when she mentioned how many countries they'd hooked up in. As she spoke, painting that vivid scene so viscerally in his mind. "Mhm," he nodded a little when she asked if he knew the lift. Of course he knew the lift. Raffy wet his lips. "Confession, but it's really hard to not think about taking you like that when we practice that lift. It's been in my head for a while too..." Fuck, of course they were on the same page.

Carmen laughed, the sound dry against her throat. "It's at least 15 different countries, now," she said with a hum. Carmen felt him pulse against the back of her thigh and took a slow breath. "We're both so bendy...You know that lift, where I swing up, lock my ankles around your neck, let you spin me, and flip over your back?" It was a move she hadn't perfected, but they'd practiced it on mats a few times. They hoped to debut it in their first premier league competition. "I imagined you taking me like that, folding me against the wall with my ankles against your shoulders. Daydream about that."

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Raffy laughed and shook his head, "I'm not that tired. But yes there is the flight too," he added lifting a brow. "Ah," Raf paused, "If I won? I was going to ask that the next chance we got, we'd go into a sex shop and you'd pick something out to play with," he smirked. "Go take a shower, I'll pack up and be back in a minute, just give me your key. I won't take long," Raf promised squeezing her hips.

"Go get your stuff now," she said. "We can both leave the room early and head downstairs for breakfast together. Coach and Maria will find us." Carmen smiled and trailed her fingers back and forth along the start of his spine. "Well, I never said that," she teased, "But if you're tired, that's okay. There's always the flight." She smirked, well aware that was a far bigger risk. "What were you going to ask for, out of curiosity."

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Raffy shook his head, "I was in love with you when we first had sex, I just didn't know what it was. Not till you cut me off," he admitted. When she remembered seeing him with someone else he laughed, not even remembering who it had been. "I was just doing exactly what you told me to, I was trying to behave," he teased. "I only wanted to make you happy," he laughed a little, "You were red and you have that cartoon red thingy right here," he gestured to his temple, "I think you even stomped your foot at me, it was really intense."

Carmen scoffed, because of course that was the moment it clicked for him. "I figured, the moment you were with someone else, you'd stop giving me those megawatt puppy dog eyes you do, and I'd stop thinking about the idea of being with you so much. But the idea of it, versus actually seeing it..." Carmen clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and shook her head. "Aye, I was livid. Saw red the moment that bobo had her hands all over you."

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"Yes cool. You're very cool," Raffy insisted. "I'm not usually so worried, you just... make me want to be better. Is that weird?" he wondered. She brushed her foot against his and he smiled softly.

"Really?" That couldn't be true. That was pretty fucked up. "See baseball confuses me, I can understand basketball," Raf chuckled. "Ice skating is pretty cool but I've never fully watched it like I wanted to. Next winter Olympics we should watch together." He offered. "Weird tie between history and English. I hate math. I like ancient history. American history is boring."

"Cool?" Carmen smirked, trying her hardest not to laugh and shatter that image. "If you keep worrying about doing something wrong, you might miss the chance to do something right. We're going to excel because we're willing to take risks. So don't overthink everything, okay?" She nudged her foot against his beneath the table, then gave him a smile.

"I think you're the first guy I've ever heard say that," she admitted. "I have an easier time following baseball--" Her papi loved it. "--But I'd rather watch Olympic ice skating, if forced to sit still." Nope, nos she was rambling. "What's your least favorite subject in school?"

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You're going to get us caught, she smiled back at Azula when she magicked the breast milk into the diaper bags. It was sexy. Natalie hummed a little as Azula brushed her fingers through her hair. She adjusted herself back into her bra then tugged her sweater back on. "Just this," she replied aloud in a whisper then leaned her head on Azula's shoulder, slipping her arms around her lover's waist.

Carmen was going to jump him as soon as they were alone which made waiting all the more worth it. Having kids had made him a little more patient but even more needy. Teasing each other about what was to come in public was a massive part of their foreplay. Raffy laughed and nodded as he burped the other twin, "She still wanted that when she was two," he recalled. "I was tempted to try and make her a bed that actually rocked."

Azula shook her head. This was the least of what Natalie deserved. No woman should feel self-conscious for taking care of life. That was some patriarchal BS that Zu was sure Elaine could rant about far better. Azula gave Natalie a look before flicking her wrist, the full bottles and pump disappearing. Her magick sent them to one of the diaper bags, which were magically temperature-controlled. Fingers running through Natalie's hair, Azula assessed her carefully. Do you need anything else? She wanted to make sure Natalie could fully relax.

"It's only natural," Carmen teased, that playful glint in her eyes. It was a look she often only wore around Rafael. He brought out a younger, more playful side of her. She looked down to check on little Aaron, smiling when she found him sound asleep. "Remember when we could only get Izzy to drift off if we danced around the house with her on one hip?"

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"My back is okay thanks to your fantastic massages, it's my thighs that are a little sore in the best way," Raffy teased then turned on a song Izzy brought to his attention. "Are you up for it?" he asked. They weren't as young as they used to be but they had to be honest about if their bodies could handle a move or not. His bad injury was in his left knee but he'd worked through that, he could tell when he shouldn't be doing something.

"It's one of the older classes. We're working on a spin, flip over the arm combo." A move she and Rafael perfected after they'd entered the premier league. It was sometimes harder to teach older students, who had to trust their partners for the more dangerous flips. "You wanna show them how it's done, or does your back need a few days rest after last night?"

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Raf nodded, "Okay," he paused thinking of the start of the song. Carmen began to sing and he joined in. It was always easier for him to remember lyrics if he heard them. Duets were more pressure, but he trusted Carmen and they lead each other.

The scene had them in a dress shop, but they were thinking of changing it due to a lack of set decoration. Still, they were meant to kneel as if during a Catholic wedding ceremony but Raf and Carmen felt restricted kneeling still. Maybe that was the point, but Raf was sure they could make up a dance, a wedding dance, that would be more impactful.

Raf spun her and pulled her close, "Make of our vows," though he swayed he kept the movements close, tight, private. A slow dance they would echo at their own wedding. "One last vow," he sung softly. Raf held up her hand and kissed it mimicking putting a ring on it the way they would in the scene, "Even death won't part us now," Raf paused, "If we could get to a dip by the last time we say even death won't part us now, that could be intense. A misdirect, like Maria could die but it's really Tony."

If you really need it. Carmen ran her fingers through his hair and tilted her head, wondering if Rafael didn't really see through her flimsy excuse. "Let's see if we can come up with something for the Almost Wedding," she said. She mentally flipped through pages, searching for a place for them to start.

"Make of our hands, one hand Make of our hearts, one heart..."

Carmen lifted her hand, waiting for Rafael to mirror her, then spun. When she faced him again, her right hand moved to hover over his heart. Carmen sung softly, experimenting with steps and moves as she worked through the song.

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He sighed when she told him it didn't stop after high school. He knew that was true, it was in her eyes. Tim nodded, fully knowing what Carmen meant. Sometimes he could only guess and just be there for Elaine. "It's hard to catch it before a full spiral," he admitted. "I think she's gotten better about recognizing it herself," he hoped that would help put Carmen at ease about her daughter a little.

Tim scratched the back of his head, "I like the idea of surprising her, but maybe a class together would be better. I wouldn't want to make her feel inadequate or uncomfortable." It would be the dance all over again, Elaine might think he was better than her.

Raffy's eyes glazed over a little as he thought back on things. "I knew I wanted her since we met freshmen year," he said softly. "But I didn't think she wanted me, not the same way. After our first time she backtracked," he shared thinking back to when they were just sixteen. "Sex changes things. I wasn't very forward thinking, not like your mami. I think I knew I wanted to be with her forever, however I could. If she wanted it to just be professionally than that's what I'd do. I don't think I knew it was only her until I was trying to just be friends and move on. No one's like her. You should have seen how mad she was when this one girl asked me out," he shook his head but grinned at the memory of her fire. "And our stage kiss in West Side Story really confirmed it all for me. She didn't really just wanna be friends," the smirk on his lips was a little cocky but it was fun telling this story to Elaine, she was an adult, she could handle it.

He squeezed her tight then gasped when she said 20 minutes, playing up to his usually goofier self. "Twenty minutes? Oh no no, we're going to find you good place closer," he told her in rapid Spanish with a smirk on his lips as he let her go. "Seriously though, let me talk to mami. Sleep on everything?" He nodded, agreeing. "I'll go get em," he whispered and grabbed the napkins they'd wiped their faces with then stood to go into the kitchen.

Raffy quickly turned the corner and clapped Tim on the shoulders making him jump, he couldn't resist. "Alright, you're free to leave the kitchen prison." Rafael moved to throw the napkins away, then leaned over and kissed Carmen's cheek. "We still need to talk about things, and sleep on it but, I think I've probably scared you enough tonight," he told Tim. "But, I really would love if we could talk some time, one on one."

Tim nodded, "I'd really like that sir--"

"You don't have to sir me," Raffy assured him. "But if you have time for a chat some time tomorrow, we should make that happen."

Tim took a soft breath and nodded again. "That sounds good, I can be by after practice tomorrow, around two? If that's okay?"

"Works for me," Rafael held his hand out and Tim took it, shaking it firmly.

"I hate to break it to you, nino, but that doesn't stop after high school." Her usually honey-brown eyes dulled a little. Plenty of the mothers who signed up for dance classes--specifically, Raf's classes--loved to talk about Carmen once he left for a competitive tour. Carmen didn't let it bother her. She was glad Tim hadn't allowed it to, either. Carmen smoothed her hand against Tim's back before pulling away with a smile. She couldn't understand what he was going through, being so far away from his family for so long, but she certainly didn't want him to feel alone.

"It can take a lifetime before you're able to recognize your worth," Carmen said, "Though I think it's even more difficult for Elaine, at times. I'm afraid to say I don't understand how her mind works, with the anxiety, but if one small doubt becomes an obsession, rolling around in her mind on repeat...it must have chipped away at her self-confidence for long; long before we realized." Carmen and Raf never hesitated to tell their daughters how beautiful, incredible, and talented they were, but they couldn't keep Elaine from what she thought about herself.

Carmen released a soft laugh at the words 'less British.' "Rafael and I teach a salsa class together, each fall," she said, "It will be nice to see you both there. Unless, you wanted private classes, so it would be a surprise?" She had no idea her daughter and husband had the same idea in the next room.

A lump hardened in Elaine's throat at the term of endearment, but she knew it was important to tell her father--not how incredible Tim was, but how he'd proved it, time and time again. It'd taken her longer than she wanted to admit about her scars, but half the time, she tucked those memories far, far away. Tim had taken the information in stride, proving yet again how incredible he was.

"Then trust me when I say we know what we're doing. Not in the long run, not as actual full-fledged adults, but...about this. Now. We know what we want from our relationship with each other; we know where we stand. And we know how much we mean to each other." Elaine's eyes widened a little at the news. She was aware they'd remained professional for a while until the passion overtook them, but...papi hadn't know she was then one, then? "When did you know?" she asked. Her parents were, by far, her favorite love story.

Elaine hadn't told her parents--or Tim--that she'd gotten accepted to Berkley, in California. She'd decided not to go not because Tim was remaining local, but for the local scholarships that covered the majority of her tuition. She knew her parents spent a long time scrimping and saving; she didn't want to start off with debt. Still, Elaine knew no one would believe her if she claimed that was her reason; not when Tim was staying in New York.

"It'll be fun." She'd always been a little jealous of Izzy's natural abilities. Elaine hugged him tight. She felt like she was never really good at anything, let alone the one thing her entire family was amazing at. "I love you, papi. That won't change whether I'm living her or an apartment 20 minutes away." She lifted her head to look back at him. "Mami is probably leaning into the door, listening. We should probably..."

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"Not even Jersey?" he teased turning to lock eyes with her. "Technically I've been to Cuba but, I wasn't born so I don't really count that. Don't tell my mother," Raf grinned. "I've been upstate before. A few dancing competitions there before we paired up but not much." Raf realized he'd only seen Carmen at more local events, his mind wandered back to seeing her Dancing Queen routine. "I've never flown before though," he admitted. "I heard that your ears pop? So you should suck on candy to help." Rafael pulled out two sour candies and held one out to her.

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Carmen slipped into her seat beside Rafael and glanced over his chest to stare out the window. They hadn't taken off yet, but everything about this experience was new and exhilarating. "I've never even left Brooklyn before, let alone New York," she said. "Have you?" They were about to compete in their first out-of-state dance competition. She wasn't nervous about the dance at all--only the trip there.

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Raffy washed his face and he was right, the cool water helped him ground himself a little. He took a second to take a few deep breaths, glad he'd been able to tell her and get that weight off his shoulders.

He stepped out and moved straight to the bed to join her. "Psh," he scoffed, "I don't know if I should either... but," he smiled slowly leaning closer to her ear, "When you put it like that, I'll gladly tell you what to do," Raffy purred into her ear then lean back, his hand moving to brush gently over her leg. "Anything that effects us both, we should talk through. Like this play, now that you've agreed to do it, I think we both should talk to Mr. Fitzgerald, because I feel like he's been stalking me for an answer since he and the drama teacher offered us the parts," Raffy shook his head, "I'm pretty sure the auditions were just to hear us sing."

Carmen nodded and started to move away. Before he could brush past her, Carmen pressed a hand against his shoulder, pressed onto her toes, and pressed a kiss against his cheek. Fighting or blaming themselves wouldn't do either of them any good. They needed to find a new normal.

Carmen curled up in bed, slowly sipping the bottle of water Rafael had left for her. He was always doing little things like that, taking care of her before she could even realize what she needed. Realizing that, Carmen waited for Raf to return to the room. "I think, no, I know I shouldn't make decisions that affect us both anymore. You should." Smirking, Carmen pat the space beside her. "Tell me what to do, daddy."

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"I do though," he insisted with a heavy sigh. If he hadn't ruined it yet he was about to. Rafael swallowed hard trying his best to collect his rapid fire thoughts. He remained quiet, focusing on breathing, being present. His fingers brushed over the sheets as Carmen cleaned him off making sure he didn't feel any sort of shame or judgement only care and affection. He watched her leave and wondered how he was going to get any rest the next few nights. She returned before he could get the nerve to stand up and find new boxers. Carmen turned his head and he inhaled a deep breath. His fingers flexed over his knees suddenly even more aware of how exposed he was. "I shouldn't have..." he shook his head. "I did something stupid and I regret it. It's not your fault, I just keep feeling like I cheated on you," Raf confessed. "I hated not talking to you and then fighting..." he looked down at his hands. "It's weird. I'd rather fight than not talk to you," he locked eyes with her. "You can be mad at me, I'm fucking mad at me," he sighed. "I went out with a group and people started paring off, Sofia and I ended up close and I was having fun. We ended up staying out later and then we were making out, and before I could think she had her lips on my dick," Raf couldn't look at Carmen, the guilt was so heavy he felt like he might burst into flames. "I tried to move on and all I could think about was you." He swallowed hard, "When we were at school I told her that I wasn't interested in anything sexual, but she kept coming up to me and being close. Then I was talking to Liam and she was fucking telling everyone she could that we hooked up, so I told her I'm not dating at all." Raf didn't realize how touchy he was with his friends, and with classmates some times, things Carmen had seen cute probably weren't so cute now.

"Raf." Carmen waited until he looked back at her. "You have no reason to apologize. No reason. Okay?" She smoothed a hand over his calf, trying to reassure him. "You haven't ruined anything. Okay?" Carmen took her time cleaning him off, her touch gentle as to not confuse his body. Once every drop of come was cleaned away, she bundled everything and carried it to the bathroom sink. When Carmen returned, she sat beside Raf with a leg hanging over the bed. She cupped his cheek, forcing Raf to look her in the eyes. "Talk to me?"