#erick brian colon fluff

[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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77 with erick please!

Hello, señor anon! I hope you don’t mind this is a blurb :) thank you for your request!request: #77* with erick || #77: “Stop inviting people out on our date!” “Since when did it become a date?” “Yeah… uh… a friend date of course!”

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Excitement and nerves bubbled inside you, do in part to the latte you were currently drinking, as you thought about the events of tomorrow. Erick had previously asked you if you wanted to hang out and go to the aquarium, to which you agreed. You two had been friends for a while through mutual friends, always chit-chatting at social events and at clubs, yet never exclusively hanging out. His company had always been something you quite enjoyed, from the childish, playful demeanor to his also a tad bit hidden caring side, he made the friendship easy. 

So far, two of your friends had practically begged you to invite them, also loving the aquarium, and you and Erick weren’t sure how to say no. So far today, you haven’t even talked—a rather rare occurrence—since you talk almost every day. The previous conversation from last night had ended quite quickly with some very short answers from Erick. He seemed a tad bit annoyed, which you couldn’t place why. Every time you hung out before it was with other people, why did it matter so much now?

A rapid, loud knock on your door rattles your apartment, causing your eyebrows to furrow. Setting down your latte, you slowly get up, heading to the door with caution. Just for safety, you take a quick peek through the peephole, surprised to find a rather irritated looking Erick standing rather unsettled outside your door. Quickly, your fingers grasp the cool lock, flicking it open and pulling on the door. 

It seems Erick is just as surprised as you are that he is there, taking a minute to clear his throat and fidget nervously before meeting your gaze, “Hey, can I come in?”

You nod, greeting him quickly and stepping back. As soon as he brushes past you, the faint scent of his cologne caught in the breeze makes your heart flutter. Slowly, you shut the door, spinning around to find him standing in the middle of your living room, eyes flickering everywhere but you.

“Are you okay, Erick?” You ask, taking a few steps towards him. To your surprise, he scoffs, his cold gaze meeting your own so frigidly, goosebumps run across your skin.

“Stop inviting people out on our date!” He suddenly blurts, making your eyes widen. The true meaning behind his words goes right over your head as your jaw hangs open.

“Erick, they invited themselves! What was I supposed to do? Wait… since when did it become a date?” You question incredulously, and this time, it’s Erick’s turn to look like a deer in headlights. The lighting in your apartment isn’t the best, but you swear you see his skin pale a tad.

“Yeah… uh… a friend date of course!” He tries to cover, hand scratching the back of his head with his hand. To hide your smile, you purse your lips, glancing at the floor for a moment before pulling your phone out of your back pocket. Quickly, you tap the contact of one of your friends that had invited themselves, pressing the phone to your ear.

“Hey… yeah, I’m doing great, how are you… listen, I’m sorry to say tomorrow you can’t go out with Erick and me, I hadn’t realized it was a date.” Shooting him a glance, you don’t miss the way Erick’s face lights up at your words.

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Masterlist CNCO

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All members:

You make him cum in his pants  (headcanon)

Their sex tapes (headcanon)

Masturbating in front of each other (headcanon)

Christopher Velez:

Bad day (smut) Chris is in a bad mood and you don’t know what to do, because he’s always happy. So you do the one thing he’ll definitely like 😉

Let me make it up to you (smut)   Chris didn’t have time for you and he wants to make it up to you but ends up overstimulating you until you pass out.

Things have changed (fluff) Y/N and Chris finally admit that they’re in love with each other.

Woman (smut) Chris met you first but he let you go. Now you’re dating Zabdiel and it hurts Chris to see you with him.

He’s an idiot (smut) You’re dating Johann Vera. But since he’s a total douchebag, you decide to fuck Chris.

Zabdiel de Jesús:

High sex (smut) Zabdiel and Y/N take a pill together, and the effect of the drugs combined with sex drives them insane.

I missed your touch (smut) Zabdiel is your boyfriend and he’s in prison. He’s not allowed to have private visitations but he makes a deal with a prison guard so that he’s able to fuck you.

Birthday surprise (fluff) it’s your first birthday since you’ve started dating Zabdiel and he has planned something special. 

Close to you (smut/fluff) After having sex, Zabdiel wants to try a new way of being intimate with Y/N

Kiss me like you mean it (smut)

You and Zabdiel are in love, but your relationship doesn’t stand a chance and you both know it.

Richard Camacho:

Not a screamer (smut) Richard wants to prove a point to Y/N by fucking her hard   

Forbidden fruit (smut) You’re Yashua’s ex but you want Richard. You see him at a club and things escalate.

Don’t call me up (angst) Richard has been using Y/N for 3 years but now he went too far. It’s time to move on and she knows that. 

Full of surprises (smut) you and Richard just started dating. When you tease him a little too much, he shows you a side of him you haven’t seen before.

Erick Brian Colón:

Washing machine (smut) Erick’s been too tired to please you lately and he realizes that when he walks in on your little solo session

Love letters on a coffee cup (fluff) You work for cnco as their tour photographer. Erick has a crush on you but you are scared to have your heart broken.

Joel Pimentel De León:

Wrong impression (smut) You like to flirt with Chris and see Joel as just a sweet friend but you don’t know that Joel actually likes you and wants to fuck you hard.

Stress relief (smut) Joel has a bad day, but he has a show. So you make him feel better so he doesn’t ruin the show.

[cnchoe-imagines]

midnight; erick

summary: erick x gender neutral!reader -- the boys drag you to their new years eve party before leaving you and erick alone to find someone to kiss when the clock strikes midnight

word count: 1.8k

warnings: partying + mentions of drinking (not by reader/erick)

a/n: ahh here it is, the first post for my new cnco blog!! i’ve been wanting to write for them for a little while now, and i’m so glad i had the opportunity of joining @quisieracnco ‘s new years collab to prompt me to do so!! tysm ali for including me and letting me write about our dear baby, erick!! hope you all enjoy and happy holidays!! xoxo - tatianna

You weren’t exactly sure why you were at a loud and crowded party on the night of the 31st, instead of spending the holiday wrapped up at home, watching whatever celebration was on television while you sipped away on some leftover drinks from Christmas.

However, your plans for a quiet night were long forgotten as you pushed between the sweaty bodies of partygoers, reggaeton blasting through the speakers and enticing the guests to sway and grind against each other to the beat. At least, that’s what everyone else was doing, leaving you the odd man out as you swerved between the partiers in a desperate search for an air pocket not contaminated by the stench of alcohol or sweat.

Luckily, it wasn’t long before you found the area, an unoccupied stairwell amidst the large house the guys had rented out for their New Year’s Eve party. The same guys who had pulled you from your apartment, insisting that joining them for the night was much better than whatever boring plans you had made by yourself.

Richard and Christopher were the most forceful in their begging, Joel and Zabdiel just chuckling quietly as the two pushed you into your closet and told you they weren’t leaving until you came out wearing something presentable. You were, of course, reluctant, since you knew how out of control the guys got when they drank, but they were your closest friends, and you knew them inviting you was their way of ensuring you didn’t feel left out.

Except, you had noticed Erick, the last of the group, looking increasingly awkward among the other rowdy guys. You knew he wasn’t the biggest partier of them all, but he did enjoy spending time with the others, especially since his younger age made him prone to feeling excluded among them.

So, as much as you wished you could avoid any form of club or party for the rest of the night, you got dressed, and squeezed into the car with them, forcing away the regret bubbling up in your stomach as they passed alcohol around and turned up the radio to full volume.

They were all scattered around the second you made it to the party, and you were left alone, cursing yourself for ever letting them use their charm to persuade you along. Now, you had no one to talk to and nothing to do except sit in the stairwell and hope that one of the guys would stumble across you sooner or later and offer you a ride home. Still, you knew how they operated, which meant you knew that all of them were probably stumbling drunk by now, flirting with whatever girls they’d decided to kiss when the clock struck midnight.

You checked your phone, letting out a sigh as the time illuminated the screen: 11:03 PM. Another hour to kill and not one of your friends in sight.

At least, that’s what you thought as you busied away on your phone for twenty minutes or so, praying that your battery would last long enough to keep you occupied until you could get home to charge it. It was during those slow minutes that you heard your name being called, a distinct yell from the blaring reggaeton and sloshing of drinks.

Your head shot up, eyes searching around the room as you looked for the source of the sound. All you could see, however, was the same group of people that had been dancing in front of you just minutes prior.

Great, you thought, looking back down at your phone. Now I’m hearing things.

Except, just seconds later, and louder than before, you heard your name being called again.

“Y/N!” You recognized the voice, Erick’s usual soft tone easily blending into the background noise of the party. You pushed yourself off the stairs and looked around the groups of people, locking eyes with him and waving him over. His toothy smile was bright in comparison to the rest of the dark room, and he quickly made his way over to you. You laughed as he scooted around people, far too timid to use any force in pushing them out of the way.

“I wondered where you went,” you joked, once he was in earshot. His sharp eyebrows furrowed and you leaned closer, repeating the words directly into his ear. You felt him tense just slightly as you neared him, and you pulled away hastily after, watching a smile spread across his face at your sentence.

Erick opened his mouth to respond before closing it. He tilted his head over to the stairwell where he knew it was quieter, indicating that you two should move the conversation there. Once you were both situated on the steps he let out a sigh of relief, resting his hands palm down beside him.

“Pensé that you were with Christopher or Richard,” he explained. “Estaba con Joel.”

“It’s not your fault.” You chuckled. “I assumed this would happen if I came, so it’s fine.”

Erick shook his head and pouted, but didn’t bother responding, knowing that what you said was true. You just bumped his shoulder playfully with your own, as if to silently tell him that all was well and you were just glad to be with him now. Of course, you’d never say that out loud, considering it would sound much too forward for a relationship as reserved as your own.

It wasn’t like you and Erick weren’t close -- if anything, he was your best friend among the guys. That had its setbacks, though, since you could never tell him about the feelings you’d been harboring towards him. It wasn’t like he was one of the other boys, the ones you could mindlessly flirt with and not fear ruining your friendship over. Erick was a deeper connection, a closer one you couldn’t risk with a hopeless crush.

The thought did make you slightly disappointed, but you were quickly brought from your thoughts when loud steps sounded behind you, making you turn and watch as Richard came down the stairs.

“Erick! Y/N!” A lopsided grin covered his face, his walking mildly staggered as he bounded down the steps. “I wondered where you two ran off to.”

He sat down on the step a few rows behind you, his long legs nearing your own form as he stretched them out. You smiled and patted his shin affectionately before looking back at Erick, who seemed more closed off than he had been when you two were alone.

“Ya va a ser medianoche,” Richard teased, leaning down to playfully sing the words. “You got anyone you’re planning on kissing yet?” You shook your head with a scoff, watching as Erick did the same.

“Ah, pues, sucks to be you, entonces. I’ve got someone waiting for me so I’m gonna need to squeeze past you two.” He stood up quickly, swaying as he caught his balance before he started to push between you and Erick.

“Richard! Deja los enamorados solitos. Can’t you see they’re waiting to spend midnight together?” Christopher came into view in the hallway, poking his tongue out and laughing loudly when Richard made it to his side, pushing into him with a glare. “Ah, ah ok ok!! Ni modo!!” Their voices trailed off as they stumbled to the next room, leaving you and Erick back to stare at each other.

“Well then..” You let out a sigh, shaking your head at the guys’ crazy antics.

“¿No tienes a quién besar?” Erick’s question caught you off guard, and you raised your eyebrow.

“Why would I?”

He didn’t seem to know how to respond to that, awkwardly shrugging and turning away from you slightly. “Es que - I just assumed.”

You laughed at that. “I assumed you would have had someone.”

He scrunched his nose and you were sure if the lights were brighter in the house, you’d see a blush spreading across his cheeks. He was so easy to embarrass sometimes.

“I guess we’ll be alone then,” you said, not too bothered by the statement. Erick seemed disappointed by it, though, as his shoulders sagged and he let out a grumbled sigh.

You rolled your eyes jokingly, and when your gaze focused back on him, you caught him staring. He was gazing directly at you, green eyes swimming with curiosity. He seemed lost in thought for just a moment, before he looked away quickly as if only then noticing the unwavering eye contact between you two.

His lips parted, a word on the tip of his tongue, before the yelling of partygoers cut him off.

“One minute!” People cheered and yelled, while your eyes widened.

“Has it really been an hour?” you mumbled to yourself, checking your phone for the countless time that night. Sure enough, the numbers 11:59 stared back at you, bright white against your lock screen.

You sighed and watched as people moved through the house to find the person they’d vowed to kiss that night, guests pushing past each other and joining together. You caught Zabdiel across the hall with his girl of the night, his hands around her waist.

You wondered how Erick felt, most likely the only guy of the group without someone to kiss. You felt bad, honestly, knowing you had taken up his last hour to find someone with small talk.

“Hey,” you turned to him to apologize but found he’d moved closer while you were distracted. “I--.” The words died in your throat as you caught him watching your lips, his own pulled between his teeth.

“Ten!” The collective shout of partiers filled the house.

“Nine!”

You swallowed heavily, and started to turn away when Erick grabbed your hand. His gaze flickered to your own, and you could see the determination swirling in his crystal irises. The corner of his lip pulled up slightly, and your heart rate picked up at the small action alone.

“What are you--”

“Five!”

“Can I?” he asked softly, licking his lips.

“Four!”

You could barely register the words before you were nodding, immediately leaning in closer.

“One!”

Your eyelids fluttered shut, lips quivering as they met Erick’s. The sweatiness of his palms and shaking of his fingers were enough indication of his nerves, and you were slightly relieved you weren’t the only one filled with tension.

He sighed softly into the kiss, the sound barely audible over the chorus of celebratory yells all around. You squeezed his hand, interlacing your fingers with his. His lips were so warm, so plush and soft, like you had always expected. His touch mirrored that as well, no force or pressure behind his gentle actions. The feeling made you smile softly, your lips barely brushing against his.

It only took a second or two before you were both grinning, finally pulling away from each other as your lips parted.

You ducked your head just slightly, shyness taking over. You could still see Erick from the corner of your eye, however, and the smirk that stayed plastered across his lips. His thumb rubbed over the back of your hand and he gently pulled you closer, leading you to rest your head against his shoulder. A soft kiss was pressed against the top of your hair, leaving you flustered as he murmured against your head, just loud enough for you to hear, “Happy New Year.”

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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.

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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.

[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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[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 🥺

[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-

[emsy55]

Washing Machine (Erick Brian Colon smut)

Summary: Erick’s been too tired to please you lately and he realizes that when he walks in on your little solo session

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, masturbation

You wake up with Erick’s arms wrapped around you. His bare chest is pressed against yours, keeping you warm and safe. You absolutely love cuddling with Erick, and definitely in the morning. But lately, the only thing you do is cuddle and sleep. You understand that he’s exhausted from working so hard, but you’ve been so horny lately. You’re desperately craving your boyfriend’s touch, but he’s too tired to see that.

As much as you want to wake him up for some hot morning sex, you let him sleep because you know he needs to rest. You decide to do some laundry and hopefully, it will get the unholy thoughts out of your head.

But too bad, you’re so sexually frustrated that nothing can change your mind. You need Erick, you need all of him.

As you’ve put some clothes into the washing machine. You lean against it, and to your surprise, you feel something tingle between your legs. You don’t know if the vibrations of the washing machine actually feel this good or if you’re just so desperate for some friction between your legs. But you don’t care, you’re just glad there’s finally something to take away your sexual frustration.

Your eyes roll back as you sit on the corner of the washing machine, desperately moving your hips against it. You can feel your panties getting wetter and wetter as you’re enjoying the vibrations of the washing machine.

“You could’ve just woken me up instead of getting on top of the washing machine” You jump by surprise and look up to see your boyfriend standing there in just his boxers with a smirk on his face. You did not expect him to see you like this. You’re way too embarrassed to speak.

But you’re not the only one that’s surprised, Erick is too. When he woke up by the sound of your moans, he thought you hurt yourself. He did not expect to find you get yourself off on the washing machine.

At first, he was a little shocked, but when he heard you moan his name, he realized that you’d been craving him but he’d been too tired lately. Plus, the sight of you pleasuring yourself while you’re moaning his name is a huge turn on for him. He’s definitely going to think about it the next time he’s jerking off.

Erick walks up to you as you’re still on the washing machine, and presses his lips against yours. You’re still embarrassed, but if this means that he’s finally going to fuck you, you’re glad that he caught you. 

His hands are cupping your breasts while he’s kissing you passionately. You missed him kissing you like this, you missed his hands on your body.

“I’m so sorry that I was too tired to pleasure you, but I’m going to make it up to you baby”

“It’s okay, just fuck me, please,” you say, almost begging him.

He places his lips on the sweet spot on your neck. He sucks and kisses your sensitive skin while his thumbs rub your hard nipples. You grab his hard dick that’s pressing against you and you palm him through his boxers. You can feel him moan against your skin.

You both take off your underwear and throw it on the ground. You get back on top of the washing machine and wrap your legs around his waist.

While you’re kissing, you grab his hard dick and use it to rub circles on your clit. this causes you both to moan into the kiss. You know Erick loves it when you use his dick like a sex toy and you love the feeling of his tip rubbing your clit, so it’s a win-win situation. 

With the vibrations of the washing machine and Erick’s cock against your clit, you know you’re close. But you don’t want to cum yet, you want to cum when he’s deep inside you. 

“Erick please,” you say, and he immediately shoves his dick inside you.

The vibrations of the washing machine aren’t only affecting you, but Erick is feeling them too as he’s pressed against the washing machine while he’s balls deep inside of you. 

The intense feeling is driving you both insane. The room is filled with loud moans and you’re digging your nails in his back. 

You’re admiring the way he rolls his hips against yours, thrusting deep inside of you. He’s hitting the right spot and he knows by the way your screaming his name.

When the vibrations and his deep thrusts become too much, your orgasm rushes through your body. It’s been a while since you had an orgasm, so this one feels extra intense. You let out your loudest scream as you collapse against Erick’s body.

You place your lips on his neck as he’s still thrusting deep inside you.

You love it when Erick moans, and today he’s been louder than usual. The vibrations of the washing machine added some pleasure for both of you, and it made you both louder too.

“Y/N fuck” he moans and you know he’s close.

“Cum inside me baby, I want to feel your warm cum inside me" the way you’re talking to him is the thing that brings him to his orgasm. He holds you even tighter as he fills you with his cum.

You get off the washing machine as you’re both still breathing heavily. Erick picks you up and brings you to the bedroom. He puts you in bed and gets in it with you. His soft lips touch your forehead as his warm arms wrap around your body.

“that was so hot,” he says with the biggest smile on his face, like a little kid that just got a lollipop.

[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. 

[richardscamacho]

how cnco would comfort you after a breakup

how best friend!cnco would comfort you after a breakup.

christopher

after such a traumatic breakup, christopher’s main goal would be to keep you uplifted and happy. he’ll do this by complimenting you endlessly, saying things like “you were out of their league anyway!” and “dry your eyes, baby, you’re still the baddest bitch”. really, he just wants to help you see that although one person did you horribly wrong, you shouldn’t completely shut down. he would want to remind you of all the best parts of yourself in order to ensure that you don’t lose touch with them. it may feel as though he’s being a little too persistent, but he comes from a place of love and that will be evident. even if you push him away for a little bit in order to grieve, he’ll always be right there to pick up where you left off.

richard

given that richard is a father, he may have a more mature approach to this than most. he’s always been more of an older brother figure in your life, so he’ll never shy away from telling you things you need to hear, even if you don’t want to. however, he would never phrase things harshly or in a way that he suspects may hurt your feelings. instead, he’ll tread lightly, only speaking once he’s sure you’re in the right mental state to not only hear what he has to say, but to process it as well. he would take your side wholeheartedly, though he would want it to be abundantly clear that you can’t spend everyday crying in bed over this person, as well as why you shouldn’t. every time you feel like giving in and texting them, he’s right there to knock some sense into you in the most loving way possible.

zabdiel

zabdiel is the friend you turn to when you want to rage. not only are you so close, you’re positive that anything you tell him won’t be spread around, but he would have a lot of rage of his own toward your previous significant other. he’ll let you speak your piece for as long as you like, interjecting every so often with an opinion of his own. he may even be a little irritated at himself, as he had a feeling that there was something up with your ex. however, because there was no evidence and he didn’t want to spoil your happiness, he kept his mouth shut and simply reminded you that if things went south he would be there to catch you. he had seen you get your heart broken so many times and now he had no choice but to watch once more, so he would be scolding himself for not finding a way to prevent it (even though that wasn’t possible).

joel

joel is someone you know you can turn to no matter what. while he has a habit of coming across disinterested and cold, you’ve been best friends long enough to know that this is never personal, that it’s just how he is. he never fails to come through for you in your time of need, so this is surely no exception; seeing you so fragile and hurt would make his cold exterior melt a little. all he wants to do is make your pain go away, as he hates that this has happened to you time and time again. he wouldn’t really ask if you want to talk about it, he would merely assume that you do and silently offer a listening ear once you feel as though you’re ready. he’d let you rest your head on his shoulder and spill your guts, nodding along as you do so. he’ll offer advice—some of which is helpful, some of which is jokingly vengeful. he really does have a big heart, even if he doesn’t show it all the time. this would be one of the times he allows all of this to fall away though, for as long as you need it to.

erick

in all honesty, erick wouldn’t be entirely sure how to console you after such a terrible experience. with your friendship dynamic, you’re typically the one taking care of him, so this isn’t a situation that’s very familiar to him. despite this, he would very much want to try to help you through this emotional time. he would want to take baby steps, as he’s a little afraid of making things worse, which he would begin by timidly asking if you’re alright. though you’ll likely say yes, he would instantly know that this is just a front. he knows you and he knows that you feel as though you have to be strong for him because that’s how it’s always been in the past. looking up at you with those vulnerable green eyes, he’ll softly reassure you that you don’t have to be anything for him, that it’s okay to feel what you’re feeling and that he’ll be there for the entirety of it.

[miericksongo]

Never Be Yours Pt.1 // J.P.D.L.

angst with a dash of fluff

This is MY work, therefore do not steal or copy from it!

©2019-2021 Miericksongo

You don't remember a time where you've never seen Joel Pimentel as a cute, dorky, and friendly guy. He was always there to give you things such as motivational boosts, like when you had to present an essay in front of your class. He was always there when you were sick, literally buying a whole stock of chicken soup. But also, he was there for you. His presence was enough. You've had many friends and acquaintances come and go over the years, but Joel was one of the few that's been present through it all.

Joel doesn't remember a time that you weren't there for him. Like at one of CNCO's concerts, he forgot his bandana and D&G belt and you offered to hop back over to the hotel and get them for him. Or the time he wasn’t feeling well, and you got a whole surplus of chicken soup, causing him to laugh at the reference to when you were sick. Even moral support too, like accompanying him to interviews and shows. As much as it sounds cliché, he could never ask for a better best friend. He was so happy with you in his life. He loved being friends. However, you didn't want to be just friends, you wanted to be something more to him.

For most of the friendship, you had feelings for Joel. You even thought that he reciprocated them, too. There's been countless times when he would smile at you with that special glint in his eyes, or brush his hands gently across your cheeks. But, you thought sometimes that maybe he was just being friendly. Even other people, like the boys, thought Y/N and Joel would make the perfect couple.

But sadly however, as of recently, Y/N and Joel may never be, and that Joel and Winnie might take its place.

Winnie was also a resident of the boys' building. She was a food blogger with a beautiful and kind-hearted soul who also happened to be Joel's crush (according to your thoughts). You first started suspecting Joel's feelings for her about five months ago, when the boys invited her over for a small group gathering when Winnie introduced herself to you. The two of you made small talk when Joel walks over and says, "Oh Winnie, I've assumed you've met Y/N and Y/N, that you've met Winnie. Looks like one less thing I have to do.", he chuckles, putting his arm around her. Then, among other things, Winnie was starting to be in the picture more and more (not that you had a problem with it), and Joel became "friendly" with her more and more. Sometimes, you thought that Chris's flirtatiousness got onto him, and pushed it off.

However, your worst fears came true one night when Joel brought her up during movie night in his room, with just the two of you. “Y/N, you are my best friend, my confidant. Sorry to burst the fun bubble here, but I have something serious to tell you.” Turning up to Joel in his embrace, you reply “You can tell me anything, Joelito.” Chuckling at the nickname, he asks, “Do you know Winnie?” Tapping him playfully on the arm, you say to Joel, “Of course I do! She’s our friend who lives in the building.” Joel smiles at you. He then takes a breath and proceeds to say, “Well... I like her.” Slightly freezing, you go, “Of course you do, she’s our friend!” “No, I like-like her, more than as a friend. She’s been eating up my thoughts lately. She’s beautiful, kind, and who I dream of having, as corny as that sounds.” What was once a theory to you became reality. As much as it hurt and stung, you had a feeling that this was coming. But you couldn’t wallow in your thoughts anymore as Joel was looking at you expectantly. Coming up with the most cliché and least suspicious thing you could think of, you say, “That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you, Joel!”’

All you could picture on your way home, bawling your eyes out, is that he would never be yours.