Hello, it's me again! Thank you so much for replying to my last request. I'm really happy! I have another idea that I couldn't get out of my head and had to share it with you, lol.
So my idea is Gabriela having a small tiktok account where she you know post about her new toys or just do tiktok dances which is of course controlled by her parents! One day, she decided to make a tiktok dance with her whole family, miguel, reader, Benjamin, and her. The only problem was that miguel couldn't fully fit in the camera that hid his upper body since we all know he is 6'9, lol. So once she posted the video, it went viral, and the comments were full of "who is that man??" "Dad face revealed when?" "Can you see the height difference??" "If my man isn't like him, I don't want him." When Gabriela showed Reader and Miguel the comment, they couldn't help but giggle at how desperate people wanted to know him.
I'm sorry if the writing seems wrong English isn't my first language and I had to use grammarly.
I'm a very patient person, so even if you respond a bit late, I really don't mind!! Thank you so much for noticing my first request. I couldn't be happier💖
Glad you liked the first request darling 🥹❤️.
And couldn't help but think about this little Gabi and Miguel doing this 🤭
Hope you like 😊
When Gabi first asked you for a phone, you talked through her with Miguel. The duties and rights of owning a phone were set, and so far, everything was going well. Gabi was comfortable enough to show you what she was upto. Tiktok and toys.
She had explained that she had a little toys review account, but since the last trends were dancing with the family, she had asked you and Miguel if you were willing to participate in a dance challenge.
"It's been years since I've danced"
"Ever since our wedding, actually."
Miguel mumbled as he ate his dinner.
"What do you need us to do, Mija?"
Gabi just smirked.
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With the current routine of the song, exercise wasn't needed. Laughing at Miguel's attempt to dance anything that wasn't mellow and romantic was sure a treat.
"PA! Así no!" (Not like that!)
Benjamin just clapped and laughed
"Pa pa"
"Yeah, Papa isn't that good at dancing. Just like Mama"
"Remember... that time when we got to Peter's carneada, and-" He chuckled
"I taught you how to dance bachata?" You giggled, "You were so stiff and nervous! Stepping on my foot. Ended up with sore feet"
"Good thing there wasn't any of that in our wedding"
"But you did good! I love you dancing"
"Mama! Stop, let's focus now, kiss later!" You could help but laugh at her words.
You smooched her cheek and soon, got the video rolling.
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After several attempts to get the dance right, you finally had recorded the video. And as silly as it was, you had noticed that Miguel's upper part, from his shoulders and upwards had been cut out from the frame. Of course, he was gigantic. He didn't fit properly in the phone's camera. Still Gabriela uploaded it.
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"Uh, Mama?"
"Yes, cariño?"
"Look at this"
Gabi handed you her phone, shock in her face the comment section in her dance video was wild, just like the numbers of plays and likes
"Miguel, mi amor, come." You giggled, motioned for him to approach.
"Look at this. You're a star."
"What?" He adjusted his lenses as he read the comment section.
Whose that man?
Where do you find a man like this?!
Face reveal when?
Is there really people THAT tall? omg
That baby is soo cute!
Cute. But Momma's cuter.
We 👏🏻 need👏🏻 to 👏🏻see 👏🏻his 👏🏻faaaace.
His eyebrow quirked and he shook his head as he continued reading.
OMG, the size difference.
Momma's a pro.
Slaaayyy it Mama!
That baby's curls tho
Dilf on sight!
Lucky Mama, need me one of those.
"Yeah, no. That's not happening."
Gabi groaned
"Why not?!"
"Trust me. For Mama's sake."
You rolled your eyes at his smirking.
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Part 1: @ nickcage_numerouno
JAVI X F!PLUS SIZE!READER
SUMMARY: Set before the events of The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent. Javi and Reader are friends online, and after a year of DMing they decide to meet. (The only change is Javi and Gabriela are just friends)
WORD COUNT: 1900ish
WARNINGS: Reader has insecurities about her size and appearance, Lucas is a jerk, and that's about it in this chapter. Javi is adorable, be warned.
This is nuts, you think as you get off the plane.
This isn't your first time either… you thought it after you agreed to fly to Palma. You thought it as you purchased the ticket. You thought it as you took the shuttle to the airport and you lost count of how many times during the almost 10-hour flight…
You take a breath, you've always wanted to travel, go to a cool film festival, so you're here. Meeting a friend. To go to the festival together. No big deal. You've known him for more than a year… online… you swallowed. Just keep breathing. It's going to be fine.
You find your suitcase and go to find your ride.
It's an international airport, so you are a little overwhelmed.
Then you see a sign with your name. Well, not your name, really, you give in internal chuckle. It’s your handle @han_shot_first. It has a blaster drawn on it, with "pew-pew" written in comic-sans. And you can't help but laugh out loud now. You look expectantly at the face above the sign.
It wasn't him…
You'd never felt nervous or intimidated by “@niccage_numerouno” until you saw him. Because holy moly! Those honeyed curls and warm brown eyes. He sent his photo with zero hesitation. Of course, he did. Why would he… you were a little slower. You had stared at it with the cursor hovering over the send button for what seemed like a lifetime. It was taken at a good angle, of course, angles can only do so much…
Until agreeing to take this trip, you hadn't seen one another's faces. You had decided it was time for you both to exchange photos.
@ nickcage_numerouno: Are you still there?
@ nickcage_numerouno: not the best photo of me…
Oh my gosh, he thinks I don't like it! Click send you moron, you thought and clicked send, then quickly typed-
@ han_shot_first: I just got distracted by a text. Sorry to keep you hanging
Then you waited. And waited. It said read. The ellipsis dot dot dotting. Shit
@ nickcage_numerouno: I like your shirt
You laughed. Of course he did, it's Spider-Man Noir.
@ han_shot_first: You might not believe this but it *is* a coincidence!
You walk up to the man with the sign.
"Ah… hola?"
"Hola, señora." He tapped the sign, "Han…shot-"
"Um yeah- sí," you laugh and tell him your actual name. He looks at his phone and then at you, presumably looking at the photo you sent.
"Welcome Mallorca, Señora. The car is just this way."
Okay, intimidated again. He sent a driver. You knew he had money because of his collection and his generosity with paying for the festival tickets … but 'send a driver' money?
You take deep breaths and remind yourself of some of your favorite DMs with him. He likes you. He's seen pics of your very regular apartment. You've talked about your job. He likes you. He's never seen more than one picture. Stop. He. Likes. You.
Suddenly your car door opens, bringing you out of your thoughts.
"Thank you, um…" you realize you had been so inside your own head you don't know the driver's name. "I am so sorry, I didn't ask you your name-"
"Mateo, señora."
"I apologize again, Mateo thank you so much"
Mateo nods with a small appreciative smile.
"This way to the boat slip"
"A boat-"
That's when you see him, Javi, in sunglasses (you note they are ones Nick Cage wore in Wild at Heart) linen pants, an orange button-down shirt, and a vast smile.
He calls your name and jogs over.
"You are here! Really here," Javi has you by the arms and gives you a little shake, before pulling you into a hug. "Thank you for getting my girl here, Mateo!"
Your cheeks warm at 'my girl' while still getting a bear hug from Javi. You put your arms around him gingerly.
"Hello Javi, can't believe I'm really here either."
Finally, he pulls away to drink you in, you fluster under imagined scrutiny. You stand tall, remembering your posture, hoping you will somehow be, well, smaller.
"Nice shades, by the way."
Javi laughs, shaking his head. He then leads you to his speedboat, his hand firmly around yours.
"I have so much I want to show you and talk to you about," Javi debates telling you he couldn't sleep last night because he was so excited. You have always matched him in enthusiasm, so he had thought he could tell you without sounding 12 but, maybe it was the long flight, and there’s the jet lag, but he feels like you're somehow keeping your distance. Guarded.
To be honest, Javi has been anxiously awaiting your arrival since you agreed to come. You are just as cute as your picture- cuter. He saved the photo you sent and only took it off his lock screen this morning for fear of freaking you out.
"Maybe you want to get cleaned up and have a rest," he suggests, as he helps you into the boat.
"Maybe," you return.
A shower and a change out of your travel clothes does the trick, you are gifted with a second wind. You also feel a little less self-conscious. Since you met Javi on the dock, other than when he was driving the boat he has found reasons to touch you, hold your hand, be close.
He hugged you again at the door of the guest room, this time his sunglasses off. His warm eyes (oh my gosh you had gazed at them in his picture but it did them little justice) crinkled happily as he looked at you and when you finally shut the door between you, your heart was like a rabbit’s.
Javi looks at himself in the hall mirror, he looks okay, right? When Gabriela enters the hall he jumps and steps away from the mirror.
"Are you alright, Javi?"
"I just, um, you know my tumblfriend-"
"She is here, yes? Did you just get back?"
"Sure, yeah, she's just - she is getting cleaned up after her flight, you know… maybe get in a little nap or…"
Gabriela looks at the ceiling quizzically.
"Javi, is everything okay?"
"Yeah, yes… I think."
Javi looks at his dearest friend, "What if she doesn't like me IRL."
"I R L?"
"In real life," Javi leans against the wall, a cloud of worry hanging over him.
"She is going to love you!"
Javi looks up from examining his sneakers. He wore his lucky ones, they didn't really match too well with what he was wearing but he wanted the extra boost of confidence.
You trot down the stairs and stop short in the hall at the sight of Javi and a gorgeous woman. You move more purposefully getting to the bottom of the stairs, thinking about how you must have looked practically hopping down the stairs… ugh. She is very close to him, which is fine, of course. You are just friends after all, but you just-
Javi smiles and takes your hand again, and introduces you to his 'BFF and executive assistant extraordinaire- Gabriela.'
Gabriela.
He told you all about her, they had tried being together but ended up feeling they were better as friends.
He also told you she was beautiful and smart. You just didn't realize how beautiful, how willowy. They look amazing together. Right.
Shake it off, you tell yourself, and take a deep breath. You are not in competition with anybody.
"You don't need to lie down?" Javi asks, still holding your hand.
"Nope! Just needed to wash off the traveling dust, I guess," you extend your other hand to Gabriela, "it's so nice to put a face to the name. Javi says you're his left brain."
She takes it with a surprised laugh.
"Well, I know your face, Javi showed me your photo right away, he put-"
Javi looks at Gabriela pleadingly.
"-was so happy you were coming."
“Let me show you around,” Javi moves in quickly and takes your hand again hoping you didn't notice anything. You smile with a nod.
“Have fun!” Gabriela calls after you.
“So what are you showing me first?”
“My collection, of course, pfft,” Javi rolls his eyes playfully, and he warms when your hand stays on his arm after giving it an excited squeeze. He tries to watch you surreptitiously as you take in the grounds, mumbling, “beautiful,” under your breath. He wants to tell you, you are too… One step at a time, Javi, he thinks to himself. He tells you about the villa and the olive groves. He leaves his family business out of it. Lucas is gone for the week. He is the only one on the compound who Javi is worried about.
He’s feeling more confident, and it just starts to feel like when you would chat for hours online, when he comes face to face with none other than Lucas. It was like just thinking of him summoned his cousin.
And by the look on his face, he was going to be a problem.
“Lucas, I thought you were away,” Javi starts quickly trying to take hold of the conversation and keep it short. He introduces you by name, and a friend, “we are - in a writers’ group… online. She’s just arrived, so…”
You can tell Javi was trying to keep this interaction short, and that this is one of the people who don't know about Tumblr. Lucas is truly intimidating not just because he is handsome and fit, maybe a little like the guys who teased you in school… but also something else - he is hawkish, sharp, and dangerous looking. He says hello and you shiver a little, he smiles wide but it doesn't reach his calculating eyes.
“Nice to meet you, Lucas,” you say as you reach out to take his hand. He kisses it.
Javi rolls his eyes, and his grip tightens on your hand.
“We will be eating at Roberto’s tonight and then we'll be at a film festival all weekend, so, we’ll see you around,” Javi makes to get you as far from his cousin as soon as possible.
“Such a rush, Javi. ¿Es hora de comer tan pronto?”
Is it feeding time so soon?
You know some Spanish, but only a little. You get the gist, but from the way, Javi's face darkens, and his nostrils flare. You know something in your translation is off. If you have to make a guess, Lucas is just like one of those boys from school, you decide. Knowing you are in some way the butt of a joke your face heats with embarrassment.
“A delight as always Lucas,” Javi grumbles and pulls you. He is still muttering as he brings you to a door with a pin pad, it’s mostly rapid Spanish, but you recognize ‘pendejo, jerk off.’
You can't help giggling-
“Aliens”
Javi smiles with a huff, but puts both of his warm hands on your arms, gently running them up and down.
“Do not listen to Lucas, he is - well, he is horrible,” Javi types in the code. “I am truly sorry for his rudeness.”
You shrug, some residual embarrassment casting your eyes at your shoes.
“You are beautiful, you know.”
You look up quickly, not believing your ears. He said it like it was the simplest of observations. Like it is the most obvious thing. Maybe you misheard…
“Are you ready?” Javi smiles and opens the door, you try to focus, this is the prized collection he has been telling you about for a year- sharing photos of new acquisitions and-
“Is that the bunny from Con Air?!”
part 2
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