#cnco richard fluff

[kaiyatoast]

goofing around - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 345

imagine goofing around with richard. you'd be doing some things around the house with music on when some of cnco's songs come on. you'd dance around with richard and singing to the song. he would have a smile as he watched his girl sing and dance along to his song.

when it was a ballad song, he'd just be singing softly to you, holding you close to him. when it was a reggaeton song, you know the two of you would be dancing like you were in the club, his hands on your waist while you worked that ass against him.

when solo yo came on, richard smirked at you, knowing how much you liked that song. well, more specifically, the choreography of that one particular part of it. it drove you wild everytime he performed that song on stage and danced to the slowed down part.

richard would make sure to move his hips more, making eye contact with you everytime. you'd join in with him, dancing in a way that had him riled up. you moved your hips along to the music, making sure that he had his eyes on you.

when it was finally the slowed down part of solo yo, richard pulled you down on the floor so that you were laying on your back. he slowly lifted up his shirt and got down on you grinding you. you felt a lil something there and you looked up at him, smirking. he did his usual dance, meaning he moved his hips against yours, basically dry humping you.

when the part was over, neither of you move. instead, you stayed like that, moving your hands up his body as he leaned down, attaching his lips to the side of your neck.

"you wanna show me how else you can move your hips?" you asked, moving your head to the side to give richard more access.

"it would be my pleasure," he said as he pressed his lips against yours, moving his hips against you again, showing you what to expect later on.

reposted from my other account @calums-betch

[awkward-txrtle]

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FLUFF PROMPT LIST

Why do you have to look at me like that? It’s making me weak, please stop.”

“Oh god, how can you manage to switch from cute to sexy in under a second?”

“I’m so lucky.”

“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“I’ve realised that you keep interrupting my daily and, holy shit, do I love it.”

“Is this the moment that we kiss?”

“The more I look at you, the more I think we need to leave.”

“Look at me. I love you.”

“What took you so long? I missed you…”

“I-I think we should go for dinner first.”

“I know you’re working, but can I come over because I miss seeing your face?”

“I never thought I’d be so lucky, especially not in this lifetime.”

“I love you more than coffee.” *distant gasps*

“And when you’re not around I keep thinking I might cry.”

“I’m asking because I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

“I’m tired and my bed feels so empty without you here.”

“I think I’m in love with you and I don’t know what to do.”

“I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me.”

“If you don’t stop looking at my lips without doing anything about it, I will take you right here on this counter.”

“Every inch of you is the most incredible thing that God ever created.”

“I know you don’t like labels, so will you be my married-person-thing?”

“Are you going to kiss or keep staring?”

“I fell for you without even knowing it and, jesus, does it hurt that you can’t see it.”

“Stop doing that with your face, someone else is going to snatch you up.”

“Please just look at me while I confess, after that you can look anywhere you like, I swear.”

“For you, darling, I would collect every cherry blossom in Japan- no- in the world.”

“And now your hand is in mine and I feel like the luckiest person to walk the planet.”

“Don’t hesitate, just kiss me.”

“Everytime I look at you, I think I fall a little more in love.”

“You are more than you think of yourself. You’re everything to me.”

“Don’t look at me like that and then feign innocence.”

“You’re the best thing that has, and ever will, happen to me.”

“I think you need to tell me the truth about how you feel towards me.”

“I shouldn’t be allowed to be this happy.”

“You keep saying that we’re friends but you look at me for a moment too long for that to be true.”

“Not only am I deeply in love with you, you’re my best friend.”

“I would honestly die before I let anything happen to you.”

“Please don’t love me the way you loved your exes.”

“I’m not materialistic. I like being happy and having lots of sex.”

“I don’t care if you think you look like godzilla when you wake up, you’re my beautiful godzilla.”

“I know you haven’t done anything, but can you please stop looking so goddamn kissable, my parents are here.”

“You’re the only person I’ve ever actually wanted to spent the rest of my life with.”

“The things I would do just to see your face right now.”

“Please come home, this doesn’t feel right.”

“Will you stay the night?”

“I made breakfast, but I didn’t know what you liked so I made enough to probably feed a small tribe.”

“Hold my hand.”

“Shall we- shall we go back t-to my place?”

“How can you stand there looking like that?”

“Why do I feel like I’m home whenever you’re near me?”

“I will love you forever and when ‘forever’ ends, I’ll love you some more.”

“If only you could see yourself the way I see you, because, holy shit, you’d realise how much I’ve fallen for you.”

“Are you awake? Oh my god I was so worried, holy shit I thought I was going to lose you.”

“Don’t think about anything. Just tell me that you love me and hold me tighter.”

“I think we need to talk about the fact that I’m in love with you and also that I’m pregnant.”

“Call me everyday, I just need to know you’re okay.”

“I know you think we aren’t right for each other, but we’ve run into each other too many times for you to tell me that this isn’t fate.”

“There’s always a place in my bed for you, I will wait no matter what.”

“People like me aren’t supposed to have someone like you, I think fate was being harsh on you.”

“I’m so madly and deeply in love with you, please meet me so we can discuss this.”

“I would’ve waited an eternity if I knew you were what I’d get at the end of it.”

“I hope you’ll never forget how much I adore you.”

“Why didn’t you answer your phone? It was an emergency, I needed to tell you I loved you.”

“I hope our love never gets boring.”

“I want to spend the little time I have left with you and only you.”

“Thank you for loving me, I couldn’t have been more lucky.”

“Every morning you kiss my forehead before I leave for work, why was it my lips today?”

“My heart hurts when I look at you.”

“I’ve fallen for you and it’s becoming difficult for me to get anything done.”

“All I can think of is your lips on mine.”

“Don’t blame it on the alcohol, you tasted like you wanted me.”

“You keep that photo of us in your wallet?”

“If anything ever happens to me, remember that I’ll always love you.”

“Darling, your heart is too pure for me.”

“I got everything I wanted. My everything was you.”

“Kiss me like you mean it.”

“All I ever wanted is right here in front of me.”

“Don’t pretend that you don’t feel the same way.”

“I fought so hard to get you and thank god I can finally rest.”

“Don’t leave me like that again, you scared me.”

“I never thought we’d end up together, but here you are confessing everything to me.”

“I can’t be without you.”

“You were never the person I wanted, but you were the only one I ever needed.”

“I don’t know how you’ve put up with me for this long, but I love you for it.”

“I hope we last.”

“We could be an epic novel of forbidden lovers, like Romeo and Juliet without the ending.”

“Don’t tell me you love me unless you mean it.”

“Every little thing you do, makes me want to hold you forever and never let go.”

“If marrying me will make this relationship boring, then let’s just date forever.”

“I want to love you like it’s our last day on earth, but you beat me to it.”

“That night you kissed me and I thought I might melt.”

“My heart isn’t beating faster, my heart isn’t beating faster, I swear it isn’t, get ahold of yourself.”

“They told me that you’d break my heart but, holy shit, they never said it’d feel like this.”

“Don’t act innocent, you had me pinned underneath you 5 minutes ago.”

“I just want you to be happy, even if your happiness doesn’t include me, I just want you happy.”

“Will you love me like this forever?”

“I could never not love you.”

“I can’t think of a life that doesn’t have you in it.”

“You don’t know half of the things you do to me.”

“Kiss me and promise me a forever.”

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[stressedkitkatttt]

Can you do a fluff of the reader saying Richard and him bringing her around aaliyah for the first time

I am soooo sorry this came out so late anon! I swear I didn’t forget about it! I wanted to finish this the night you gave me the request then school started back up and things got a little more hectic…..*I also know nothing of Aaliyah’s custody arrangement between Richard and Yocelyn. So the situation mentioned is not real in any way, and if it is, it’s purely a coincidence that I guessed it right.

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: Aaliyah(she’s too adorable), Aaliyah gets hurt(for a brief second), reader has slight anxiety(nothing too serious), Richard being a little softie, mentions of sex(mentioned for like .5 seconds)

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You and Richard have been dating for a few months and you can honestly say he makes you the happiest girl in the world. He treats you like a queen, takes you out for dinner, and not mention how good the sex was. His parents liked you as well. Almost every time you see them they had nothing but good things to say about you. And how every time Richard sees them he can’t stop talking about you.

All this was nice but there was a person you still had yet to officially meet. Richard’s other world and princess: Aaliyah. Though you’ve been with Richard for a few months you have yet to actually meet Aaliyah. She was either with her mom, sleeping, or you were too busy with work.

This weekend, however, Richard had set up a day at the park where you, him, and Aaliyah could bond. To say you were excited was an understatement. After all, this is gonna be the first time you meet Aaliyah. How could you not be happy? You’ve seen enough of Richard’s Instagram and Snapchat stories to know somewhat of what to expect with Aaliyah. She seemed so sweet and innocent.

When the weekend finally came around, you were both excited and nervous. You were basically meeting someone you knew almost everything about but has no idea who you are. Weird how that works out? How you can know everything about someone and never meet them in person. You get lost in your thoughts about the different scenarios that could happen.

“Y/N. You ready to go?” Richard breaks you from your thoughts by placing his hand on your thigh. You grin widely and nod, following him to the car. You get in the passenger seat and Richard gets into the driver’s seat. You couldn’t help the nervous tapping of your foot.

Richard looks over at you, reaching a hand over to squeeze your knee reassuringly. “You’re gonna be fine. Aaliyah loves meeting new people.”“I know, I’m fine. I’m just more excited than nervous.” You reply, reaching to intertwine your hand with his. When the car reaches a stoplight, Richard turns to you and places a kiss on your lips.

When you reach the park where Yocelyn is going to drop off Aaliyah, Richard finds an open parking space. He turns the car off and turns to look at you. You were looking the in the mirror of the sun visor, making sure there was nothing in your teeth when you felt Richard’s eyes on you. You turn to face him. “Do I look okay?”

He doesn’t reply immediately, entranced by the way you look in the sun’s rays. Almost like you were glowing. You take his non-verbal response and quickly check the mirror again. He suddenly grabs your hand again and tells you to look at him. “You are so beautiful,” he looks deep into your eyes. “You look absolutely perfect.” You could hear the genuine tone in his voice. He really meant what he said.

You’ll admit, seeing Richard’s softer side was a nice change once in a while. He leans in and lands a kiss on your lips. You kiss back. It didn’t take much effort to get either of you hooked. You only stopped when a car pulled into the spot next to you. You look past Richard and see Yocelyn in the driver’s seat.You stay in the car for a moment, taking a few deep breaths and fixing your shirt…. well, fiddling with it. You hear another car door open and Richard exclaims, “Hey there baby girl!” Followed by an excited, high-pitched, “Daddy!” You can’t help but smile. You open the door and get out, looking over the car and seeing Richard hold up Aaliyah up in the sky. She’s giggling and laughing like crazy.

You close your door and wait patiently while Richard and Yocelyn talk. Aaliyah, still in Richard’s arms, looks over his shoulder and sees you. You smile and wave, making her giggle and wave back shyly. When they finish talking, Yocelyn sees you and gives a little wave before turning to Aaliyah and telling her to be good. She gets in her car and drives away.

Richard turns to you and smiles, Aaliyah now facing you. “Aaliyah, this is Y/N,” he says to her. She smiles and suddenly becomes all shy. The faintest “Hi” reaches your ears and you reply in kind. “Are you ready to go play?” She nods and gets all excited again. He puts her down and holds her hand while you guys walk across the parking lot.

Thankfully there aren’t many kids and the second Richard lets go of her hand, she’s off and running. You both stick close to her, though it’s hard to follow her through the tunnels. Watching Aaliyah having so much fun on the playground made you think back to your childhood days and a sudden rush of nostalgia hits you. God how you wished you were a kid again.

Arms wrap around your waist and a familiar cologne pull you from the trance and you lean into Richard’s embrace. “What’re you thinking ‘bout?” His sentence is muffled.

“Oh, just how I wish I was a kid again.” You keep an eye on Aaliyah as she moves through the structures. Richard hums against your skin, leaving little pecks here and there. You both jump when you hear crying. You run towards the source of the noise, Richard right behind you. You turn a corner and see Aaliyah on the ground crying. You rush to her side and look for wounds.

You’re shocked to see when she looks up at you and makes grabby hands. You reach down and pick her up, letting her cry into your shoulder. Richard turns the corner to see you gently rubbing her back and calming her down. He walks over and makes sure that she’s alright. You walk to a bench and sit down while rubbing comforting circles on her back. When her cries die down she leans back and looks at you with glossy eyes. “Are you gonna be okay?” She sniffles and nods, a little smile peeking on her lips.

You set her down gently only to have her tug your hand and drag you to the structures. So caught up in helping Aaliyah, you didn’t realize that since you sat down on the bench, Richard was recording. Aaliyah took your full attention. You chased her around the playground and pretended to scare her coming down the slide, only resulting in her screaming and giggling, running off again.

The day seems to drag on forever and soon Aaliyah was finally getting tired. You let her go down the slide one last time before picking her up and turning to walk back to Richard. Only to see him on his phone….. Recording. “Richard! Are you recording me?!” You walk towards him as he puts his phone down.

“No…” he grins like the Cheshire cat. You roll your eyes and walk towards the car. He laughs and follows you, helping you put Aaliyah in her car seat. You put a blanket over her and she holds it tight before falling asleep. You both get in the car and Richard pulls out onto the road and drives home.

The drive is silent as not to wake up the princess, who fell asleep mere moments after getting the blanket. You grab Richard’s hand and intertwine it with yours, the gesture making him turn and smile for a moment. When you get home you carefully maneuver sleeping beauty to her room and put her to bed. Closing the door you both let out a sigh of relief and make your way to your bedroom. Though the clock says 3:00, you both had a tiring day. You faceplant into the soft covers and make Richard laugh.

“Having kids isn’t easy, is it?” He looks down at you.

You grumble out a response but it’s muffled and Richard laughs again. He follows you and pulls you to his chest.

There’s silence for a moment before Richard breaks it, “So, I assume you like Aaliyah?”

You turn in his arms and look up at him, “Like her? Richard, I love her! If you keep her with me long enough that kid is gonna get away with murder.” You laugh. Richard joins you, knowing that Aaliyah could wrap just about anyone around her little finger. “Now shut up, I’m trying to sleep.” He huffs and soon he feels your breathing change; becoming slower and deeper.

He never expected to find someone he genuinely loved. Granted, it had only been about 3 months since you guys started “officially” dating but he felt something with you that he had never felt with anyone else. You made him smile, could make him laugh, and not to mention just how flawless you were in his eyes. He couldn’t get enough of you. He had to admit, he did sometimes get ahead of himself, thinking he loved someone when really it was just a fling with a pretty girl but you were so much different. Maybe he’ll take it slower this time. Actually, get to know you and understand you.

Then maybe. Just maybe……

You could be the one for him.

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You wake to the ping of notifications. You grab your phone and rub your eyes to see all your social media blowing up. Richard must’ve posted the videos…

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Omg…… I fucking loved writing this! I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a long time! Not to mention all the people that don’t know how to drive in the snow and hit all the power lines they can my internet service is not the best where I live(basically the internet company doesn’t give two fucks about its customers). But after all the complaining, they sent me an expensive modem for free(after complaining for like a year-and-a-half). So I should be able to post more often now!

[cnchoe-imagines]

oh hey it’s quisieracnco comin at u i read ur tag that you’d write some Richard stuff for me?? so i looked at that prompt list you mentioned and i can’t decide between 5, 30, or 31 so you pick!!!!! surprise me 😌 and sfw pls, give me your most sickening fluff

richard x gn!reader + the way you said “i love you” - 5. over a beer bottle

“C’mon Richard, I think you’ve had enough for now.” You giggled, shaking your head at his tipsy antics as you tried to wrestle the beer bottle from his hands. He pouted and smacked your hands away from the Presidente, the glass still cold from when it had been in the ice chest outside.

“Apenas es la….” He held out his free hand, putting one finger up, then another as he tilted his head and squinted his eyes. “¿Tercera?”

While he was distracted, you grabbed the bottle from his hand, laughing at the scoff he let out. The sound quickly turned into a chuckle as his lips turned up at the ends, his tan cheeks harboring a pink tinge to them.

“Well, that’s not including all the rum and vodka you were chugging twenty minutes ago,” you argued, nose scrunching in playful disgust. God only knows what other alcohol people had mixed into the concoctions being passed around the house.

“I can’t believe you couldn’t even wait until dinner was done,” you teased, putting the beer bottle on the coffee table in front of you. The entire backyard and house were filled with family and friends of the Camacho’s, laughter and loud music sounding across the property. The smell of barbeque and the humid mist in the air wafted around, leaving a glisten against your skin and a hunger gnawing at your stomach for the delicious home-cooked food being prepared.

Richard just shrugged, pulling you closer to his side. The denim of his jacket was rough against your cheek as you nuzzled into his chest, the scent of his cologne and the tanginess of his breath infiltrating your nose.

His large hand swiftly moved from your shoulder to your side, before it reached your waist, where he squeezed lightly. You put your hand over his to keep it in place, feeling him smirk against the top of your head.

“Watch the hands, your family is around,” you reminded him, tapping the back of his palm. You knew the alcohol running through his system was to blame for his increased touchiness, but you didn’t want to face the teasing from Yashua or any of Richard’s other relatives if they saw the two of you cuddling up on the patio sofa outside.

Luckily, Richard seemed to heed your warning, his touches not advancing as he stayed still. If you didn’t know any better, you could’ve assumed he dozed off, but the consistent tapping of his foot against the cement to the beat of the music playing informed you he was still very much coherent.

That much was proven when, as a popular, festive song pounded through the speakers, Richard cheered along with the other partiers to the heavy beat and familiar lyrics. He stumbled over the words a couple times, but it was obvious no one cared, as almost all of the guests slurred over some of the verses.

As louder and more well-known songs blasted from the speakers, Richard squeezed your hand and leaned down to whisper in your ear. “¿Podemos ir al coche?”

You tilted your head to look up at him, raising an eyebrow. “Dinner is almost ready, though.”

He sighed, and you thought he would drop the question, but only a few seconds later he was lifting you off his side and standing up from the bench. He grabbed your hand again and started to pull you up, grinning like a dork.

“Richard,” you hissed, playfully slapping his wrist. “Can’t you at least wait until we’re done eating?”

“¡S��lo tardaremos unos minutos, te lo juro!”

You knew there was no fighting it, and frankly, you weren’t one to turn down a few moments alone with your boyfriend. You grumbled some form of agreement, any frustration in your voice contradicted by the half smile spreading across your face.

Richard was quick to lead you to back exit of the house, and you rolled your eyes when he snatched the half-empty beer bottle from the table in a last-second decision. You could feel the eyes and stifled laughs from Richard’s family, especially the gossiping aunts and grandmas, directed at you as you two snuck around the side of the house.

The colorful lights and decorations hung up around led you both to your car, lighting and directing a path off the driveway. The music was only barely muffled as you leaned against the hood of the car, and you knew the DJ inside had the volume blasting as loudly as possible.

Richard kept close to your side, one hand around your waist and the other leading the beer bottle to his lips as he nursed the rest of the alcohol.

“¿Te estás divertiendo, baby?” he asked, lowering the glass from his mouth.

“Of course, I am.” You looked at him and grinned. “You know I love spending time with you and your family.”

He hummed and bumped your side playfully. You kept your eyes locked on him, warmth spreading through your chest at his happy expression. Once he caught your gaze, you returned the look, your lips turning up the ends. He watched the movement carefully, slowly leaning down as he pulled you closer.

“A mi me alegra el poder escaparnos de ellos unos momentos.” He chuckled, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. Once he let it go, and the skin turned redder than before, you finally tilted your head to press your lips against his, and the smirk against your mouth informed you that he had been just seconds away from initiating the touch himself.

The spice and bitterness of the Presidente still lingered in his mouth, a hint of hops and sweet corn dancing around on your tastebuds as your tongue brushed over his. His grip on you tightened as he pulled you closer, rough fingers digging into your waist. The light scruff around his lips rubbed against your skin as his mouth moved against yours.

Unfortunately, for you two, your long-awaited moment alone was soon cut off as the calls and cheers for dinner started, the sound of people gathering audible even from the front of the house.

“We have to go back in,” you murmured, pulling away from Richard. His grasp on you didn’t budge, so you could only pull a few inches away. “Everyone is going to be looking for you.”

He grumbled and attempted to lean in for a kiss again, but you were quick to slip from his grip, plucking the beer bottle from his hand as you did.

“¿Y por qué me haces esto?” he whined as you downed the rest of the liquid, the faint aroma of honey and citrus coating your tongue and throat.

You grinned at him over the lip of the bottle. “You know I love you,” you teased.

He could only nod, intertwining his fingers with yours when you grabbed his hand and started pulling him back to the house.

“Now can we please get some food? I’m starving!”

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[cncoluvbot]

new cnco writing blog

hi, all! welcome to cncoluvbot — a new cnco writing blog! feel free to send in any and all requests pertaining to the guys. i accept all ideas from smut to fluff and everything in between, so be as creative as you’d like (and maybe send in some au requests). even if it’s just something small like “how do you think the boys would be in xyz situation” i would be happy to oblige (:

[anninhiliation]

Richard Camacho Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Another One (Smut)

At the gym (Smut)

Bad For You (Smut)

Better Off (Angst)

Dance For You (Smut)

Dancing in the kitchen (Fluff)

Don’t You? (Smut)

Five More Minutes (Plus Size Smut)

GoodDay (Smut) & GoodDay to you too (Smut)

House Tour (Smut)

Insecure (Smut) (Specifically Plus Size Reader)

Jealous? (Smut)

Late Night Drive (Smut)

Little Girl (Smut)

Not Enough For You (Angst / Fluff)

Really Gonna Miss You (Sad)

Regret (Smut)

Repeat That (Smut × Plus Size Reader)

Snack (Smut)

Something New (Smut *Please note the NSFW gifs have been removed because Tumblr is a prude)

The Man of God (Smut)

Tracy’s Dog (Smut) Part 2

Up Against The Wall (Smut)

We’re Not Done Here (Smut)

Who Cums First? (Smut)

Worn Out Jeans (Smut)

*More if you go to my page and search “Thirst IV Bag”

[cncoluv]

CNCO Sleep Over Spring Break

Warnings: Fluffy 

Setting: Four Seasons in Florida/Disney

Background: Thank goodness it is one day away from officially being spring break because I'm so sick of college right now. If I have to think about another advanced research methods class, my head will explode. It has been a crazy year and I have not talked to the boys that much between them being on tour and me having classes. I will call them after their shows and interviews every once in a while. But we all agreed that it has been forever since we have seen each other and that we need to spend time together since I have almost two weeks off of college and work. We all agreed that we should spend some time together during their tour in Florida since that was a place that I had not been to since I was young.

(Y/N)

We all agreed that another sleepover was absolutely necessary so we could revert back to being children again to sing and dance all over again and not have a care in the world. It was refreshing because I have not had a break or a fun time in a long while, and I am sure they need one as well with the constant touring. While packing my clothes for tomorrow, I decided that we would go to a fancy restaurant and it would be my treat. I am sure I am going to have to fight them since they do not like me to pay for all of them at once because they are stubborn.  For the restaurant, I am bringing the most beautiful dress that I own, a deep purple dress with diamonds that gleam all over that in any light. The top of the dress has an off of the shoulder fit and it has leg slits on both sides that show your thighs, which is almost scandalous because it is very high up on the leg. It is a form-fitting dress so it shows off all of your curves in the correct way. You pick your 5-inch stiletto black heels to go with the outfit, and it matches perfectly, so you are super excited. You pick out your other outfits which are summer clothes mostly shorts and crop tops or tank tops with sandals or pretty dresses. You pick the first outfit that you were going to be wearing that next morning to see them which was a black and white checkered crop top with biker shorts and black converses.

When everything is packed and you wind down from the day you finally get to sleep, you get up early the following day, ready to go to the airport. You get up and get dressed to get on your flight, and you are wearing white shorts with a light and dark blue ombre crop top with white flip-flops. As you get on your flight, you are a little nervous, but you get over it pretty quickly because everything is going smoothly, and you are still excited to see the boys. You are slowly starting to come down off cloud nine by remembering you have feelings for one of the members, Zabdiel.

He was so shy and did not show his feelings that much to the rest of the world, but to you and his family. He was always bubbly and fun to be around; one of the last things you remember was the kiss he left you with. You thought about that kiss for a while after it happened because it was one of the softest kisses that you did not want to end. His lips felt like the light mist of cotton candy that touches your lips, leaving you wanting more. When you reminisce over the kiss and how he acted the last time you meet, you realize that Zab might have been slightly jealous. The kiss sealed the deal of how he felt about you and how you felt about him, and leaving so suddenly after might have changed that, so right now, there are more questions that you have to ask him.

(Richard POV)

I really wish (Y/N) would get here. I need to see her and miss her so much. I’m glad that she agreed to come and join us. We haven't talked as much this year but especially since the towel dropped. I am still super embarrassed about it, but we talked about it, and she seemed as if she was okay but I still do not fully know how she felt. I don't want to lose her as a friend because of it, so I want to make sure she is okay. But I know last time I tried to talk to her, Zab got upset because he has a crush on her. I don't want to get in the way that he is always so much happier when (Y/N) is around.

(Zabdiel POV)

I can't believe that (Y/N) will be here really soon. We have not seen her in almost one year. I missed (Y/N) so much, and I still have not forgotten about that kiss from last year; it was terrific. Her lips felt like smooth silk with just the slightest touch of soft and velvety flower petals, and I still remember the hint of strawberry that I tasted from her flavored lipstick. I still feel the same way about her and she makes me feel different than any other girl I have been with before. I just hope that she somewhat understands how I feel about her, if not then it will be hard to explain to her without embarrassing myself.

--- Skips to the next day---

(Y/N) POV

I am driving to Florida so I packed everything and headed out at 1 a.m. since it is an 8-hour drive and we want to spend the whole day together. I wanna go to sleep after this drive because so many people do not know how to drive. Like did they get their license from a freaking cracker jack box? But besides that, I had a music playlist setup and CNCO was the most of the songs. I liked their renditions of other songs from the Déjà Vu album. So that whole album was played about 3 times on repeat.

Once I got kind of close I was going to call the boys and let them know that I was only 45 minutes away from the Four Seasons at Orlando. When Richard answered the phone I heard Christopher laughing in the background which made me laugh. Then I told Richard I was only about 40-45 minutes away and he said okay cool see you soon (Y/N). I found it strange because he would normally talk to me for about 5-10 minutes before getting off of the phone. But I kept driving wondering why he ended the call so abruptly was it something I had done?

When I got there I let them know that I was outside and about 2 minutes later I saw them come outside the building. I went to hug the first person I had seen which was Erick, he had this adorable smile he looked different from the last time. He seemed more confident in who he was which was radiating off of him. Then I saw Joel had changed and had gotten more buff and had grown out his facial hair. He said, "I missed you”. You smiled and hugged each other.

When you look over you see Christopher and you both immediately start laughing at each other for no reason like normal. He hasn't changed much since the last time I saw him. He is still goofy and adorable and you hug him laughing. After laughing with Chris you look over to see Richard he looks at you and then looks down for a moment, you ask him if he is okay. He says yeah and you give him a confused look but you still hug him. Then you see Zabdiel, he smiles at me and stretches out his arms, and blurts out "I love you". Dead silence fell between the six of you, you stared at him and were about to speak he quickly turned and ran into the hotel. You are about to go after him but they tell you to wait a few minutes. You reluctantly agree and grab your bags, they help out but you ask Richard to stay back real quick to chat.

The other boys look but don't say anything, you ask him what is going on because he has been acting differently recently. He said in a higher pitch than normal "everything is okay'' you step in front of him and tell him to stop lying to you. He sighs and lets you know that he was still thinking of what happened last time with the towel. I reassured him that it was okay and for him not to be embarrassed about it and let's have a fun trip.

He smiles and you both shake on it and pinky promises not to bring it up again. Both of us are back inside and y'all are both starting to get into the elevator and he is asking how college is going. You tell him why you needed a break and get out of the elevator and he says "That sounds like a lot to do dang" you laugh and said, "so do you and the other boys, another album videos and choreography." He smiles and when you arrive at the Presidential Suite he gets the key card and puts it in the door.

It looked stunning and you marvel at all of the stuff that was inside, you smile but then and see all of the boys except Zab. You ask where he went and they said the room right there and all point at it even though the room is supposed to fit 2 people we made accommodations. I walked back there and asked Zab if he was okay. He just stared at me for a moment. He got up and walked towards me and as he was walking I could see a smirk starting to form on his face. When he came up to me threw me against the wall and kissed me…

Stay tuned for part 3!

[miericksongo]

Ladies' Man // R.Y.C.P. Blurb

This has been in my drafts forever haha so please enjoy!

warnings: brief mentions of clubbing, sex, and cheating

©2019-2021 Miericksongo

It’s no secret that Richard Camacho was a ladies man. He loved clubbing, flirting at every chance he got, and had quite a few hookups. After all, he was part of the world’s biggest Latin boy band, CNCO. So obviously, there was always going to be a lot of people vying for even the slightest bit of his attention. Richard was totally keen with that. Living his dreams while getting laid and loosened up.

Now, Richard wasn’t looking for commitment. Yes, he had been in a few long-term relationships before, but they either ended up in cheating, unreconcilable conflict, or him just not feeling it anymore. Besides the obvious touring issues that made it harder to have one, he also had family to take care of and spend time with, too. But that all changed when he met Y/N.

Y/N and Richard first met at an upscale diner in Miami. Him being with his CNCO crew, and her with a group of friends. As Richard was browsing the menu, he heard some chatter. Curious as to what it was, but not wanting to seem nosy, he lifted his head, intending to keep it up not for long. But, once Richard saw you, he knew he was screwed. Not only did he think you were beautiful on the outside, but you just had this aura that made him go nuts. From the way you softly laughed and smiled, to how intently you were focusing on what your friend was saying. Although already skipping, his heart picked up when he noticed that he could clearly see you from his spot. Therefore making a move would be easier if, Richard thought, he was even brave enough to. He snapped back into reality when the waiter came to take orders.

Y/N didn’t notice Richard until she overheard a conversation at his table, not too far away. She decided to brush it off at first. “Oye Richuki, ¿a quién estás mirando?”, perked some young guy next to him. The faded blonde replied, “Esa chica ahí, pero don’t say anything Erick.” Huh? Were they talking about you or one of your friends? Ignoring him, the one named Erick says semi-loudly, but enough for you to hear, “Ooh... Richuki está enamorado.” This “Richuki” guy started to blush. Your Spanish was limited, but you knew that Erick said the other guy was in love. Over at their table, Richard tried to quiet his whooping friends down, but not in time as you waved and smiled his way, causing them to cheer even louder, eventually garnering the attention of your friends. You guys eventually exchanged numbers and, as the cheesy saying goes, the rest is history.

[papichriscnco]

CNCO Head Cannon ~ First Time Spending the Night

Richard

First time sleeping over at his place

As soon as you walk in he is BOUNCING off the walls

So excited to take this next step with you

Literally cannot stop touching you

Your hair, shoulders lips, hips...hands are all over you

When you’re ready for bed and settle in together, you’re cuddling in bed and his nose is pressed to your cheek

Has that smile that makes you melt 

sex sex sex sex sex sex sex 

Next morning when you wake up he wants to have breakfast ready for you but he can’t cook

Orders food 

Waits around for it hoping it would come before you wake up

Once the food arrives he hovers it near your face, hoping the smell will wake you up

“Princess? Princess I got us food.”

Happily wake up reaching for the coffee

“Thanks baby.”

Breakfast in bed

spends the entire day together

Erick

Basically horny by the time you get there

Tries to hide it but you know straight away because his cheeks a red and he is looking at you like a piece of meat

You pretend to wanna watch a movie but straddle him instead

Grinding down 

He literally cannot take it

Spends the night cuddling on the couch in between being on top of him and watching parts of the movie

Fall asleep on the couch but you wake up in the middle of the night and stumble over to bed together

Wakes up the next day 

Instantly has his arms around you 

Kisses your neck in the morning

Giggling

Asks you to make him breakfast

As always he likes to be taken care of. 

Joel

He wants to stay at your house for the first time because he thinks it will make you more comfortable

Walks in wearing a beanie, holding his overnight back in one hand and roses in the other

“Hey baby.”

Makes you blush instantly

When you’re in bed he has his hand trailing along your back

Fingers playing with your hands 

Neck kisses

Nuzzling all over you

might sleep with you but spends the night just wanting to be with you

Wakes up the next day, similar to Erick with kisses all over your body

Wants to make you breakfast but has no idea where the things are in your kitchen

“Baby, can you show me where the frying pans are?”

“I can just cook!”

“No-no. I want to.”

Zabdiel

He stays over because he is too tired to stay home

“Nena can I just stay?”

“Yeah.”

You instantly become nervous 

“I don’t have to.”

“No, stay.”

You’re excited for him to be staying the night

He pulls you to the room because he knows you want him to take the lead

You go to sleep quickly because you’re both tired but he has his large frame trapped under you

Leg thrown over you and arm over your waist

You have the best sleep ever because he is like a weighted blanket

Next morning, you try to get up but he is on top of you

“Zabdiel.” you whisper

Run your hands over his face to wake him up

“mmm”

“I wanna get up.”

“No nena. Just a little longer.”

pulls you closer and tighter against him

Falls asleep for another hour before you get up

Chris

Stays at yours because he thinks his place is a mess

That’s just an excuse he uses. 

He actually thinks that it would make you more comfortable

Wants to cuddle with you on the couch and get take out

Gets a little freaky but most of the night is about more than sexual intimacy

Carries you to bed

Y’all sleep naked

Kisses all over your body 

Cheeky giggling as he goes to spank your ass or grab your chest

Both of you laughing

Falls asleep with you in his arms

mouth open sleeper

Wakes you up with kisses

He is awake before you and you wanna sleep more

“baby girl, pleasseeee.” shaking you softly because he has so much energy and wants to hang out

“What do you want Chris?”

“Lets watch a movie!”

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[kaiyatoast]

coming home - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 391

imagine richard coming home from tour. you guys have not seen each other in months. the two of you are tired, you from school or work, while richard from the long flight home.

you'd pick him up from the airport. you were super excited the entire way there. your fingers were constantly tapping on the wheel as you silently cursed at every red traffic light. but when you finally reached the airport, you calmed down a little.

but not for long.

you waited at the pickup area, standing around and trying to spot your boyfriend and his friends. your eyes scanned the area when you heard chatter coming from a direction. you heard his voice. you didn't need to be near him, you'd be able to recognise his voice just like that.

with a huge smile on your face, you half walked, half ran in that direction. richard spotted you and a smile grew on his face at the sight of you. he placed his luggage down as you grinned.

you finally reached him. you moved towards each other at the same time and wrapped your arms around each other simultaneously. the moment his arms were around you, you felt lighter. after all these months, you were reunited with him again.

you hid your face in his neck, hugging him tight to you. your lips turned up in an even wider smile. you had missed him so damn much.

"i've missed you baby," richard said in that smooth voice that you loved.

"i've missed you too baby," you replied. richard lifted his hand to caress your face, his eyes scanning your face with a smile that kept growing.

"you gonna kiss me or are you going to keep staring at me?" you asked him, a tiny smirk on your face. at your words, his lips too turned up in a smile that made your heart race.

"i love you," richard said before he crashed his lips onto yours, showing you just how much he missed you, how much he loved you. you returned the gesture, your body feeling more alive with the electricity coursing through your veins.

you ignored the cheers from richard's bandmates. with one final kiss, you leaned up to whisper in his ear.

"c'mon baby. let's get home. we've got a lot of things to catch up on."

reposted from my other account @calums-betch​

[bluewatersfairy]

i haven't written anything for a minute and we're going away for the weekend and i wanna write some short blurbs/headcanons. can you guys send in some requests? they can be smut, angst or fluff. i just need some ideas 🥺

[stressedkitkatttt]

Boys Confessing Their Feelings

Hello again. Had this in my drafts for 2 years and I finally finished it. I wanted it to be longer but I figured short and sweet was the way to go...

Request: Headcanon on the boys asking a girl to be their girlfriend.

Word Count: 547

Warnings: None, its soft and sweet :)

A/N: These are just my opinions yada yada, you know the drill and all pictures were taken from their twitters(so credits to them... duh). I know it says girl but I tried to make it so anyone could insert themselves into it if they wanted to.

DISCLAIMER: Do NOT  think it is okay to take my stories and post them somewhere else without my EXPLICIT PERMISSION. Do NOT  think it is okay to take anyone else's stories and post them somewhere else without their EXPLICIT PERMISSION. Giving credit does NOT count as permission. You may reblog my stories, you may NOT repost my stories without MY PERMISSION.

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✫ He's confident asf. I think around someone he likes, he's extra playful, flirty, goofy, loving to get close to them - slinging an arm around them and always trying to get them to laugh and do things with him.

✫ I think he would be a little nervous when he feels its time to actually confess his feelings, his anxiety at its highest point as he waits for a reply, but if she replies with yes, he'd breathe out a huge sigh of relief and have a big grin on his face, maybe pulling them into an embrace. I also see him confessing somewhere quiet, not too crowded.

✬ Okay Mr. Macho man, I could see him also acting playful and flirty. I see him wanting to be around them more and more, and with a group of people, he wants to be next to them and make conversation whenever he can. For sure they would be best friends for a long while and know almost everything about each other since both are open towards each other.

✬ I think he'd be nervous, but doing his best to cover that up. Might stutter a bit when the words start to come out before he catches himself and reiterates his feelings with a steady voice. I also see him being the sincerest. Not saying the other guys aren't sincere, but Richard gives off that vibe of "if he says something like this, he really means it."

✵ Zabdiel has mentioned before that he gets nervous around someone he likes, so going off of that information, I think he would be most nervous during the build-up, and waiting for the answer, his mind racing at the thought of trying to find the right place and time as well as the thought of rejection.

✵ I see him confessing it somewhere private. He wants it to be one-on-one, with no distractions, just clear-cut. I'm thinking maybe he hung out with them all day and they just shoot the shit before he finally confesses his feelings. When they say yes, he has a big grin on his face and I see him pulling them in for a long kiss.

❂ For sure would want to spend the day with them, putting everything aside. I see him asking for some advice and of course, the guys would be by his side in case things didn't go as planned. I see him buying and giving little gifts. I think his behavior would be the most obvious to everyone that he likes someone. If anyone asked one of the boys, they would definitely be blunt about it unless Erick told them not to, or at the very least strongly hint at it.

❂ I kind of imagine him being quiet when he feels ready to confess. Like if he's in conversation, he'll be quiet and his heart will be racing as he looks around with a slightly worried look. I think he'd whisper it, his cheeks flush, and he turns away. Definitely quiet enough for the need to have him repeat. He says it louder this time. Since I think it would be obvious when he likes someone, everyone will just know, and that will lead to a happy reaction from both parties.

[adxre-dejesus]

2:47 p.m.

A/N: aaaa my first one-shot on here! please feel free to leave constructive criticism and/or send a request for an imagine. While this isn’t necessarily an imagine, i hope y’all enjoy it! (i drafted this on docs so the format is a little weird, sorry)

Word count: 1194

Warnings: allusions to d*ath / Angst, and just a little bit of fluff.

I open my eyes to the rumbling thunder sounding outside my window, jolting me awake. The trees shook viciously outside, throwing brittle, warm toned leaves to the ground and splattered drops of rain onto the glass. I stared at the clear glass vase on my nightstand with wilting white and yellow flowers caught in my line of sight. The nightstand filled with fallen, dried up petals, dirty tissues, not allowing whatever thank you note accompanying the arrangement to see the light of day.

I rolled my eyes and shifted over to lay on my backside. Now facing the ceiling, I’m met with assorted helium balloons. The helium-filled foil clinging to the ceiling lets me know mom must have brought them in while asleep. “Get Well Soon” I scoffed reading the decorative balloons, not finding any purpose in them -- other than being a pollutant.

Sighing, I sat up and pulled the comforter off the top half of my body. Wincing at the pressure burning in my left side, I lean over, reaching for my phone. I let out a deep breath as the pain drifted away when I sat back up. I turn my screen over to check the time, the bright screen reading 2:47 p.m.

It hasn’t occurred to me to change my lockscreen picture to avoid fighting back tears every time I glance at my phone. It was set to a picture that animated on command. I pressed down on the bottom corner of the phone to bring the screen to life.

The video began with Chris moving away from the propped up phone, running back over to where I was standing with his skateboard. He ran up, putting a hand on my shoulder, the other reaching for the end of the board closest to the concrete

“Acuéstalo.” I leaned down, placing the opposite end of the board on the ground. I looked back up for further instructions, only to be met with Chris holding his arm out. I took it, and we exchanged a smile, followed by a light-hearted giggle from Chris.

“Ahora, sube este pie” he nudged my foot with his own, and I placed my left foot onto the board.

“Okay, vas a subir el otro pie y te apoyes aquí en mi brazo” he steps to stand in front of me and the board with both his arms out for me to grab onto. Looking up at Chris for his approval, with the bounce of his swooped highlighted hair from a nod, I brought myself onto the board and balanced myself with his forearms.

“You’re a skater girl!” Chris shouted with a wide smile, startling nearby park-goers.

“I’m a skater girl!” I mimicked him. A strong gust of wind blew our way, sending chills down my spine. I brought my hand up to my face to move my hair that was now scattered in front of my eyes. With another blast of wind, I lost my balance and in the blink of an eye I went down, bringing Chris with me, the skateboard rolling off to the side.

Chris landed on my lap and we both burtsed out into a loud, uncontrollable laughter

Wiping away the trail of fallen tears, I place the phone back on the nightstand and turn over, back into the dip that has formed in my bed over the past month. Just as I begin to close my eyes, my door flies open. I look up and see Mila standing in the doorway, arms crossed and a small frown on her face.

“Jess” she drags off looking around the room and scrunching her nose. Mila sighs, putting her purse on the dresser nearest to the door, coming over my way, sitting on a clear space on the bed, by my side. Dreading the conversation I know is coming, I groan and pull my comforter over my head.

“Jess, don’t start.” Mila yanks the covers back down and puts a hand on my shoulder. “Hun, i know you’re in pain right now, but you can’t just stay in here forever. I know you’re hurting and I'm sorry that I don’t know what to say to make it hurt less. What I can do is take you out of here and remind you that there’s still a whole world out there waiting for you to go out and keep moving forward.”

“No there isn’t!” i shoot up, “You don’t understand, it’s as if i were in the car with him, i’m crushed. Except I'm still here, and I have to live with the fact, the pain, knowing he’s not here anymore. Knowing there’s nothing I can do to make it stop hurting. To bring him back. It should have been me.”

“Je-“

I shove Mila’s arm away from my shoulder. Hot, uncontrollable tears streaming down my face, “It should have been me! He should be here! He had a future waiting for him. College, a job; he was supposed to have signed the lease for his first apartment last Tuesday. He was the only thing I had.”, I choked out a sob, “And now he’s gone.”

Bringing my forearm to my face, I wiped away tears and stray hairs. Mila has never been the best at consoling, yet she pulls me into an embrace, letting my ragged breathing disappear into her washed-out rolling stones t-shirt.

We stay like this for what seems like hours until I've calmed down. Mila pulls away, her now soggy curls removing themselves from my flushed cheeks. I keep my eyes down, gliding my hands in my lap, and trying to contain the sniffles still in my system.

“I think,” Mila breaks the silence, ”we should talk about this a little more, relieve you of a bit from all that you’re keeping in. What do you say?” I nodded, pulling my sleeve over my fist and rubbing my eyes. “Alright, how about we go down to Judy’s for some coffee and we can just talk about whatever you feel comfortable with?” I nod again, remembering the strong scent of coffee and toast, mixed with the cool air in our local diner. Mila gets up from the bed and walks back over to the dresser by the door.

“Take your time to get ready, i'll wait for you downstairs, then we’ll head out” Mila gives a gentle smile, grabbing her purse and walking out of the room, closing the door behind her. I get out from under the duvet and swing my legs over the side of the bed, my feet grazing dirty tissues scattered on the carpet. I refrain from thinking too much about the outing and instead stand up, stepping into the slides on the floor by my bed.

I pulled on a random sweatshirt from the edge of my bed along with my phone, reaching for the doorknob. Before I went out the door, I paused to look at the framed picture of Chris and I, looking into the same brown eyes I know would want me to take this step on. With a deep exhale and a nod, I continued forward.

[tweetiebirb]

A taste at Normal life

(A/N) So with Chris being 24 and such I couldn't help but think about him in a relationship. Being engaged to this girl and her being Prego and so on. I wrote this as bullet points since writing a whole fic would just simply be too long for my dyslexic ass to cope 

The engagement

·       Christopher would put a lot of thought into this

·       He would take months to find THE perfect ring

·       I see him as the type to ask your parents for your hand in marriage

·       The proposal would be simple and private but still romantic

·       He’d have the boys set up a picnic on the beach while he was bringing you to the location

·       You honestly would think it’s just a cute date he had planned

·       But when the sunset is half way done setting, when the sky is filled with beautiful colours he’d get down on one knee and tell you how much he loves you and how you are his person

·       You’d probably shed a tear or two

·       When he’d finally ask you to marry him you would just feverishly nod your head yes

 The wedding

·       The wedding would be simple yet romantic

·       Christopher would trust you to pick the theme and such since it is your day but the man would still help

·       He’s not the type of guy that tells you to pick everything because it’s “Your day” to get out of work. He’s the type to let you make decisions and help make sure they are seen through by putting in a lot of effort

·       Aliyah would be flower girl! Have you seen how much Christopher loves her! Of course she would be flower girl

·       You guys would write your own vows

·       He would definitely cry during the ceremony

·       And you guys would party the night away

 The pregnancy

·       Your pregnancy would be planned

·       You would figure out a way to make sure Christopher would be home during your 8th month of pregnancy and around the first few months of the baby

·       He would not drink your whole pregnancy as a sign of solidarity with you

·       When you guys were around each other he would constantly talk to you belly or have a hand on it

·       He’s even more protective of you during those 9 months (I mean obviously)

·       He helps you prep your hospital bag

·       And when you go into labor he is by your side every step of the way

(A/N) I hope you guys liked this! Once again feel free to DM me about things I could improve on or feel free to send in some request! 

-Izeultx -xox-

[anninhiliation]

I love you (Cleaning out)

Warnings: NONE WTF. theres a kiss but grow up. 

Its warm out. Peaceful. The sun setting, giving a golden hue to everything it touches. Holding Richard’s tattooed hand, the ocean waves engulfed your feet and pulled back with gentle force. Mother nature set a soft moment for the two of you, as if the stars thousands and thousands of miles above planned it. You paused, to take the moment in. The sun hit Richard as if it was made specifically for him. Words could not describe how you felt looking at him. Taking in the warm glow, and the man that stood before you. Your arms wrapped around the back of his neck pulling him in for a soft kiss. His lips molded perfectly into yours. Warm and inviting. The kiss deepens into something more meaningful. Something words can not put together. After the two of you stop for a brief moment, your face nuzzles into the crook of his neck. His scent over powers your senses as if he is the only thing in the world. Three words effortlessly roll of your tongue in a content sigh.

“I love you”

[zabdidaddi]

zabdiel de jesús - i’ll wait

A/N: this fic is the first in a new series that @tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo​ and i are working on and it’s based on the video of joel tryna hug zabdi bc i still can’t get over that lol. so in accordance with our series, joel is the reader’s best friend here and the reader has a crush on zabdiel

pairings: reader x joel pimentel - best friend; zabdiel de jesús - crush

warnings: ok the ending wasn’t how i planned it and it’s lowkey sad / slight angst towards the end maybe? idk but it’s mostly just fluff

word count: 1k

“Zabdi I just want a hug,” Joel whines. The three of you are supposed to be watching a movie but for the past hour or so, you’ve felt as if you were the only one watching it. You and your best friend Joel had been planning a Harry Potter movie marathon for the longest time and he had begged you to invite Zabdiel because Joel claimed that he loved the series as well. Of course, you agreed…mostly because you had a crush on Zabdiel, but you weren’t going to tell Joel that. However, much to your annoyance, the two of them have just been bickering throughout most of the movie.

Sighing, you peel your gaze away from the TV screen and see Joel trying to wrap his arms around Zabdiel who is struggling to wriggle out from his grasp. The sight of the two of them makes you laugh, which draws Joel’s attention to you. “(Y/N) help me pin him down,” he pleads. With an evil grin, you leap up from where you’re sitting on the couch to help Joel.

“Ay, (Y/N) no,” Zabdiel groans, giving both you and Joel an exasperated look while still trying to pry Joel’s arms away. You grab Zabdiel’s wrists to try to stop him from moving and Joel finally manages to wrap his arms around his torso. A moment later, Zabdiel slumps down in his seat in defeat and glares at you.

“It’s Joel’s fault, not mine,” you say innocently, raising your hands in mock surrender. Zabdiel’s eyes narrow at you and suddenly, his hand shoots out and grabs your wrist, pulling you over to him. “Hey!”

“It’s your fault too,” Zabdiel says, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you from running away. You let out an involuntary yelp as his hold on you makes you lose your balance and fall on top of him. Blushing, you try to sit back upright but you feel Joel’s arms go around you as well. 

“Group hug!” Joel smirks mischievously and you roll your eyes. All of a sudden, you realize how close you are to Zabdiel - your face is just inches from his and you’re practically sitting in his lap. Nevertheless, Joel’s arms are wound so tightly around the two of you that you can’t do anything about it anyways. 

“Joel, esto es muy incomodo,” Zabdiel complains. “Para mi y para ella.” Joel pouts but reluctantly lets go a moment later. 

“Fine, I’ll just hug (Y/N) then,” Joel grumbles, but to your surprise, Zabdiel keeps his arm around you.

“No, ella es mía,” He jokes and wraps his other arm around you for good measure. 

“Wow, so neither of my best friends want to give me a hug? Fine,” Joel huffs in mock annoyance. Laughing, you reach your arms out to him but Zabdiel glares at you. 

“No,” Zabdiel says, holding you even tighter to him. “I already said tu eres mía.” His words make your heart flutter, but you just raise your eyebrows and shrug. You settle into a more comfortable position and rest your head against his chest. Once he’s sure that you’re not going to slip away again, his arms around your waist relax a bit. As you snuggle closer to him, you feel a sudden urge to confess your feelings. You’ve liked him for a while now, and this moment just seems to be the perfect time to finally tell him...

“Zabdi?” You whisper, tilting your head up to look at him. When he glances down at you, you feel his heartbeat pick up.

“Hmm?”

Your heart pounds in your chest as his eyes search yours. You open your mouth to speak the words you’ve been waiting to say for the past few years but nothing comes out. The spark in you that flared up dies down just as quickly. What were you thinking? Zabdiel is literally a celebrity and he has probably had more hookups than people you’ve ever met in your life. You’ve had to remind yourself of that countless times. But sometimes, in the fleeting gazes the two of you exchanged, you think - just for a moment - that he might like you back. 

“Nothing,” You say after a while and lay your head back on his chest. There’s nothing more you want than to tell him that you really like him, but you can’t seem to muster up the courage to do so anymore. So once again, you wait for him to tell you that he likes you too. You always do. 

“Estás bien?” He asks gently and you feel the vibrations from his voice. You nod and keep your gaze trained on the movie, ignoring the tears prickling your eyes. Neither of you say anything afterwards but for you, his presence is more than enough. After a few moments, you feel your thoughts start to drift away and your eyes flutter shut. As you drift off into a light sleep, you don’t notice Zabdiel gazing softly at you in his arms. 

“Ooh, you’re whipped,” Joel teases Zabdiel who shushes him. Joel’s expression softens a little as he glances at you, then back at Zabdiel. “She likes you too, you know.” Zabdiel avoids his gaze and gives a slight shake of his head. His heart aches to tell you that he’s in love with you, but with you being Joel’s best friend and living thousands of miles away while they were touring… 

Closing his eyes briefly, Zabdiel tries to disperse the thoughts of being with you. When he opens them, he gazes at you, taking in each of your features one by one as if seeing you for the last time and imprinting them in his mind so that he can picture your face again when he’s away. He swallows the lump in his throat and tears his gaze away from you. Even if you can’t be together, he tells himself, at least you’re here with him now. 

And that would have to be enough.