#Pepawtfareyoudoing

[the-madrigals-bitch]

Once again, I was left absolutely stunned by the response to this one! I honestly never think you guys are gonna like these ones, so it always means that much more to me to see how much you guys enjoy reading! ♡ Thank you so very much and Betrothed to Another part two will be up next, I promise! I love the idea that the triplets are absolute party animals in their younger years lmao. The Madrigal trio would certainly be the life of any party so I hope you enjoy drunk triplets haha. Now, without further ado let get into this absolute trainwreck of a story lol!

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Just Sex pt. 2

Pt. 1

Pepa Madrigal x fem reader

Words: 2.6k

Prompt: The celebration of Alma's birthday party, everyone involved in this love square under one roof. How horribly could things go?

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You knew you looked good before you even stepped back to observe yourself in the mirror. You tried a little harder tonight than usual; you always went that extra mile when the Madrigal's were throwing a party. There was a certain redhead that you were trying to impress, and you knew you wouldn't be the only one. Felix Castillo was the other young man who you knew would be vying for the weather wielding woman's attention, he was an amazing and funny man who was sweet to everyone he came across, but you couldn't help but feel a sort of competitive contempt towards him. You knew how well they complimented each other, and you did your best to ignore it, just like you tried to ignore their obviously budding relationship.

The way she smiled at him made your insides twist and every time she threw her head back to let out a roaring laugh at something he said, jealousy bubbled within you. You physically shook your head, hoping that the thoughts of the pair bouncing around your mind would escape out the holes in your ears as you leaned closer to the mirror to examine your face. You pushed your eyelashes back gently with the tips of your fingers, attempting to curl them further and making your orbs impossibly larger. Your full rouged lips were absolutely tantalizing, so tantalizing in fact that you fought the urge to press a kiss to the mirror, it wasn't your fault that you cleaned up nicely. The dress you pulled from the deepest depths of your closet was one you didn't wear often, so you knew it'd have the effect you wanted when you walked into the party.

It revealed more skin than your everyday outfit, the neckline was more open, exposing the smooth skin of your shoulders and defined collar bones. It was a beautifully long dress that flowed just past your ankles, the straps hung off your shoulders and swiping the excess lipstick off your bottom lip, you smirked contentedly. If she were able to keep her eyes and hands off of you tonight, you'd march right up to Alma and tell her that you'd been screwing her daughter, that was a death sentence indeed. Your silky hair fell just past your shoulders in waves, two roses stuck above your ear, it was a contrast to your usual updo. After giving yourself one last glance, you stepped out into town.

The atmosphere of the party had already seeped into the streets, people were laughing and dancing in the roads leading up to the Casa Madrigal. You were acutely aware of the way people gawked at you as you passed, but you kept your eyes forward and chin high, pretending not to notice their stares despite how subconscious it made you feel. Everyone in the room collectively sucked in and held a deep breath as Casita opened its doors and you stepped through the threshold; you couldn't stop the wide, bashful smile that spread across your features as you approached the birthday woman.

"Feliz cumpleaños Alma," you said, wrapping your arms around the mother after handing her a small box containing your gift.

"Gracias mija," the older woman smiled, hand coming up to cup your cheek as she admired your features. "You look beautiful tonight mi niña hermosa, please go enjoy the celebration, Pepa should be outside with her siblings."

A soft blush spread across your cheeks at her compliment, and you nodded, stepping out of the house and back out outside into the cool air. The siblings were right where she said they were, taking shots and dancing together at the center of it all, they always were the life of the party. You strolled over, sending friendly smiles at those who caught your eye, and when you finally came withing eyesight of the triplets they all froze at the sight of you. Once more that grin creeped across your face, this time in satisfaction as the air became humid and sticky, a direct result of the Pepa's reaction to seeing you like this. Julieta and Bruno ran over without hesitation, holding shot glasses filled with alcohol that was spilled all over the concrete by the time they'd gotten to you.

"Y/N!" the eldest sibling exclaimed, stepping back to look you up and down after embracing you. "You're so hot dios mio, if I didn't have Agustin, I would totally be all over you!"" she teased, giggling and leaning into you for support as she was very obviously tipsy.

"I would totally be okay with that senorita perfecta, consider me first in line if it doesn't work out between you two," you joked, laughing at her bubbliness.

You didn't often get to see her like this, relaxed and without a care in the world, it was a nice contrast to how stressed and overwhelmed she normally was. Bruno came next, falling into you before Julieta could stumble away, you would've fallen back if not for the table behind you, supporting the weight of yourself and the two siblings.

"Hola Senorita Y/N! I got you a sho-" he examined the empty shot glass. "Who drank my shot?!" he cried, eyeing everyone around him in suspicion before pulling away to drag you and his sister back to their table by your wrists.

The pair quickly got to work in preparing you another drink, the youngest poked his tongue out as he concentrated on filling the small glass without letting it spill over. You bumped Pepa with your hip gently as you waited for your shot, effectively pulling her out of her own mind as she stared at you wide eyed.

"Buenas tardes Pepita," you spoke in the sultriest tone you could muster. "Cat got your tongue?"

"B-Buenas tardes," she stammered, letting out a nervous cough as she pulled herself together. "You look...wow. I don't think I've ever seen that dress before."

"You haven't, it-"

"Shot time!" Bruno cried happily, shoving a shot into your hand and raising his own in the air.

You and his two sisters followed suit, downing the liquid that burned all the way down and filled your stomach with a bubbly warmth. You were just about to make another snarky comment before his voice rang in your ears,

"Pepa!" Felix greeted happily, shaking and holding the redhead's hand for just a little longer than you were okay with. "Hola, Y/N how are you chica?!"

You greeted him politely, despite your mood dampening at his presence, you felt her take a small step away from you and closer to him. Bruno and Julieta welcomed him just as enthusiastically as they had you and of course his arrival was cause for another drink; another glass in your hand before you even knew it. You had just raised it to your lips when a much more welcomed voice called your name, prompting you to turn around as everyone else guzzled their shot. Marco waved at you from the crowd, closing the distance between you swiftly and eliciting another excited greeting from everyone stood at the table, with the exception of Pepa of course. The future seeing sibling had given up on pouring the liquid carefully, now tipping the bottle over haphazardly and allowing the liquid to overfill the glasses and spill onto the table. You now held two shots in your hand, the youngest and oldest of the triplets teasing you to keep up before raising their glasses again.

"Yeah senorita, keep up," Marco repeated, bumping your shoulder and causing the alcohol to spill onto your hand.

You sent him a playful glare, looking past him for only a second as Pepa let out a boisterous laugh at something Felix had said as they waited for Bruno to finish passing out drinks. Your face dropped momentarily, he had hardly arrived and was already stealing all of her attention, your features hardened as you redirected your focus back to the man in front of you. At the Madrigal man's call you ran your tongue along your hand to collect the drink spilled on your skin before throwing your head back and allowing the liquid from both shots to coat your tongue. Your face scrunched up and you quickly snatched a nearby lime, sinking your teeth into it to quell the taste that tingled on your tongue. You hadn't realized the effect your action had on him until you turned to Marco, narrowing your eyes in a challenging glare and catching him slack jawed for just a moment. It wasn't long before he regained his confidence and mirrored your expression. It was Pepa's turn to momentarily ignore Felix as you squealed his name in excitement, the two of you lunging forward in hopes of seizing the bottle before the other. His hand was pressed against your forehead, holding you back as he plucked the bottle up off the table, raising it above your head in triumph before you slapped your hand (it was gentler than what it sounded) against his stomach and took it once he'd doubled over. Felix, realizing that the redhead had mentally checked out of their conversation turned to see what had caught her attention, smiling at the sight of you and the young man.

"They make a cute couple, right Pepi?" he commented innocently, earning himself a look of betrayal from the green-eyed woman.

"Absolutely not," she scoffed, voice dripping bitterness as she continued to glare. "He isn't her type anyway."

"Are you sure about that?" he questioned as you chattered with the Garcia man.

A dark cloud rumbled overhead while you spoke without a care in the world, she excused herself from her discussion to put herself between you and your beau.  Whatever you were saying died on your lips as she stood, arms crossed and steaming.

"Hi Pepa," you grinned a dopey, drunken grin at her.

"Hola senora Madrigal," Marco greeted in the same, enthused tone.

The fact that you hadn't even noticed how upset she was only angered her further, surely you knew exactly what you were doing, being all flirty right in front of her. She opened her mouth, positive that she was gonna say something she'd regret later, but silenced herself as Alma's voice boomed, seeming to give Pepa a second chance.

"We need a picture! Everyone! It’s a great night! It’s a perfect night!" hehe, see what I did there?

You stepped forward confidently (although shakily), Pepa always pulled you into these family photos, so you were confident that tonight would be no different. As you were quite literally stumbling to close the distance between you and her, you tripped, prompting Marco to secure his arms around your midsection to steady you. Your own hands clamped down overtop his in shock and he apologized profusely for touching you, smiling in relief when you assured him that he was okay. It was an innocent exchange, but one that sent a white, hot anger coursing through Pepa's veins. She didn't miss the way your hands lingered on top of his, the way the rosy, drunken blush on your face deepened as you looked up at him, and she especially didn't miss the more than friendly smile you shared.

She should've just said whatever nasty thing she was going to before Alma interrupted, it would've done less damage than the choice she allowed her rage to make for her. She walked right passed you, shoulder bumping your own in the process and left you standing with a confused look on face as you watched her. Your perplexed expression quickly morphed into one of pain as she took Felix by the hand and pulled him up to take the photo with her. He was shocked but didn't miss the way your just cheery face dropped into doleful frown, stopping in his tracks he extended a hand to you, but the damage had already been done, her message was loud and clear. Guilt and regret immediately filled Pepa's stomach as she looked at you, who was still standing with that shattered look on your face, she wanted to take it all back, to take you by the hand and just tell you how sorry she was.

It was too late though, and you stormed off, Marco chasing after you as the family shouted their usual catchphrase before the picture was snapped. Julieta stared at Felix, brows furrowed and not understanding why you hadn't joined them and Pepa's eyes followed you as you left her eyesight; needless to say, they had to retake the photo. Large, hot tears of pain and anger spilled from your eyes as you walked through Casita and out the front door. As if your inner feelings were being reflected on your outer appearance, the flowers in your hair drooped, infuriating you further as you pulled the plants roughly from your locks and cringed at the strands of hair you ripped out with them. The flowers crumpled in your tight fists before you threw them onto the concrete, stopping just outside to wipe the tears you were drowning in. The door swung open and just to prove just how much of an idiot you were, your eyes lit up in hope that it was her, it wasn't.

"Y/N-"

"I'm fine," you chuckled dryly, eyes rolling at the mascara that stained your fingers as you wiped at your tears. "Please, don't worry about me, go back inside and enjoy the party."

"How can I nor worry when you're out here crying, I'll go back if you'll be joining me."

"No, sorry Marco, I'm partied out and my head hurts."

"I didn't mean to cause problems between you and Pepa, I'm sorry if I overstepped, I wasn't sure if you two were dati-"

"We aren't," you interrupted, acridly.

"Really?" he asked, dumbfounded. "With the way she was acting towards me I could've sworn that she was into y-"

"Yeah, me too," you sniffled. "She isn't though, so please don't feel bad about anything. I just want to go home and sle-"

"Sleep?" he cut you off this time. "Women like you shouldn't be in bed before 10pm on a Saturday while the rest of us party." he searched his pockets for a handkerchief, mentally cursing himself until Casita held a napkin out for you.

"Thank you, Casita," you laughed quietly, wiping your eyes and face clean off any makeup that may linger on your features. "Thank you too Marco, for coming to check on me."

"No problem senorita," he grinned a boyish one. "Now how about we go back? It would be a drag without you and the one playing right now happens to be a very danceable song," he extended a hand to you. "And you happen to have the greatest dancer in all of Encanto to be your partner, just trying to make your night here," he joked.

You rolled your eyes, failing to hold back the small smile that played on your lips as you stared at his outstretched hand. You knew exactly what accepting it would mean and couldn't help but think about Pepa and how she would feel seeing you dance with him, then it dawned on you. What about Pepa? She didn't care about how you felt when Felix appeared, and you disappeared in her mind. She didn't care when she'd completely mind fucked you, shooting you down and telling you that your relationship was just sex, but then behaving like a jealous child when you caught the eye of someone else.

She didn't even care enough to come check on you tonight, so why should you care so much about how she felt? She made her feelings clear, so why were you still worrying about her? You deserved to be happy for a night and not worrying about someone who wasn't even your girlfriend, it was just sex after all. So, you accepted his offer and reentered the party hand in hand, whispers could be heard all around you, but you bared no response as you made your way towards crowed of dancing townsfolk and right into Pepa.

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Part two and all I have to say is yikes. I know it seems bad now, but I promise it isn't gonna be this way forever (I may have said this exact same thing in the last one lol). I really didn't want this to be longer than two parts, but it appears as though a part three is in order! The reasoning for Pepa's actions will be revealed soon (if there is a reason).

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it! Let me know what you think, I adore reading your comments and tags lmao, makes me smile.

Have a great day/night! ♡