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NINI IM SORRY I DONT KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU, HUSBAND JAVI IS A SICKNESS I NEVER WANNA RECOVER FROM 😭🤪💀😩
Plaid Pajama Morning
Summary: A sleepy Sunday morning with you and Javi in bed
Paring: Husband!Javi x Wife!Reader (no use of y/n)
Word Count: 1K (She's just a baby)
Warnings: Allusions to smut, Javi being a cute lil sleepyhead, sweet fluffy adorableness 🥹
A/N: Shoutout to my dear @endlessthxxghts for letting me harass them with the thought of what Javi would look like with nothing but some good ole pajama pants and messy bedhead- now here we are 🫠 Idk why the thought of this man in pajama pants has me so feral but of well 🤷🏼♀️
Can be read as a stand alone or as a part of the It's Never Too Late Series!
Sunlight spilled through your windows, the soft orange glow painting shadows on your bedroom walls from the curtains dancing in the crisp morning breeze. You gently stirred in your sleep, rustling the sheets and comforter around you, savoring in the warmth radiating from Javi's body as you nestled in closer to him, tucking your head against his chest and hiking up your leg over his. You felt his arm drape over your waist, tugging you in tighter as his thumb drew sleepy circles on the small of your back, the warm breath of his soft snores and dancing fingertips on your skin making a smile spread across your lips in your half awake state.
Reaching your arm up towards his face, you let your hand cradle his jaw, the scratch of his unshaven morning stubble rubbing against your palm before running your hands through the bed–headed curls at the nape of his neck. A gentle sigh grumbled low in his chest, letting both his arms wrap around you, lightly pressing a kiss in the messy curls of your morning hair.
The quiet silence of the early hours of the morning hung in the air, the sunrise just now bright enough to have you squinting your eyes, scrunching the sleep out of your face as a yawn bellowed from your belly, making you stretch your arms over Javi’s broad body. Wiggling your fingertips before bringing them back to twisting and tugging at his thick locks, your movement gradually began easing him more and more awake next to you.
“Good morning.” Javi whispered, pulling you closer to the bare skin of his chest, letting your head lean against him. You couldn’t help but savor in the familiar scent of him lingering in the sheets, the sweet and savory smell of his cologne still idling in the bed, even after being dampened by a night’s worth of rest.
“Good morning.” You grinned, your voice muffled as your words hit against his warm skin. The two of you lay there for a moment, drinking in the peaceful quiet of your sleepy Sunday morning.
“How’d you sleep, Hermosa?” Javi cooed, letting out his own yawn, flexing his arms above his hand before making their way back to your body, letting his hands creep under the hem of his shirt that you had worn to bed last night, sliding his fingers up and down the fabric.
“Good. I think the sunrise woke me up, sorry if I woke you up, too.” You sighed, rustling in the sheets, pulling them closer towards your face as the chill of the brisk December air filled your room, making you shiver and Javi chuckle as you wiggled against him.
“Shhhh, don’t be sorry, Osita. Glad I got to wake up to my favorite view. The sunrise is pretty nice, too.” Javi smirked, now awake enough to let his lips find yours, a tender kiss catching the quiet chuckle escaping your mouth.
“God, you’re so cheesy.” You giggled, gently shaking your head as you looked up to let your eyes meet with his, the dark brown glistening in the sunlight, making your heart melt just as fast as the first time you locked on to them.
“It’s true.” Javi grinned, planting another soft kiss on your lips as he wrapped both his arms around you pulling you so close, that you thought your bodies would meld together as one. “You want coffee?”
“I’m not sure why that’s even a question, Jav.” You teased, playfully raising an eyebrow at your husband, letting the hand resting along his jaw give his cheek a little squeeze. “Yes, please.”
With one more kiss presses against your forehead, Javi let out a grunt as he rolled out of bed, running his hand through his hair and along the back of his neck before reaching down to grab a pair of pajama pants he had begrudgingly begun to wear as he accepted defeat that the warm weather of the late summer and early fall was long gone. While it was cold enough for pajama pants, Javi had still not deemed it cold enough for a shirt, which you couldn’t complain about in the slightest.
Even with his body still slouched and sleepy, you couldn’t help but admire the muscles of his back as he stretched, your eyes trailing from the broadness of his shoulders to his waist, where his plaid pajamas sat low on his hips, the elastic waistband barely making it high enough to keep from falling off. His tanned and toned skin glowed in the morning light, accompanied by the wild curls of his untamed bedhead.
You turned over, laying on your side as you rested your hand in your chin, elbow propped against the mattress as you watched Javi disappear out of the bedroom, only to return a few minutes later with two mugs, steam curling off their tops. Setting black Laredo’s Sheriff's Department mug on his nightstand, he passed the well loved and worn “Empire Strikes Back” cup off to you, and the goofy grin plastered across your face as you watched his broad body stride across the room, back towards you.
“What’s that look for?” Javi smirked, sliding back into bed with you, shuffling himself under the sheets.
“What? I’m not allowed to admire the view either?” You giggled, biting down on your lip before taking a sip of your coffee, letting the warm liquid run through your body and making your eyes widen just a bit further at the sight of your devastatingly handsome husband sitting next to you.
“And I’m the cheesy one.” Javi teased, carefully grabbing your mug out of your hands and setting it down next to his before rolling over to cage your body under his, peppering ticklish kisses across your face and neck, making you squeal and squirm from his playfully loving touch.
“Wow, teasing me and stealing my coffee before I’m even all the way awake? You’re playing risky games there, babe.” A mischievous grin spread between your lips as Javi’s kisses began to travel their way down your body, his head beginning to disappear under the covers, stopping at your stomach and peeking back up at you with a boyish smirk.
“I think I know something that will wake you up just fine.”
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NINI. HUSBAND!JAVI. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
HEHEHEHE MADELINE ILY
so Mi Amor del Rancho is just another sappy, fluffy, a lil smutty wedding day fic, but it’s extremely self-indulgent for me bc reader and Javi dance jaripeo (a style of dancing in mexican culture)
bc Javi is mexican, and so am i, and i never really see many stories that really delve into his culture. dancing is a hugeee part of our culture, we dance all night and our parties go til like 2am. where i live, we even have events solely just to dance.
and Javi can move, i just know it. like the man is from a border town in Texas and grew up on a ranch. he has botas for sureee and definitely knows how to dance.
this the first thing i’m writing that is 100% for me and it’s so fun writing it every time i open my doc!
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NINIIIIIIIIIII THANK YOU?!? 😭🥹💕
The Frankie brain rot has been consuming me whole, it needed to be done 💀
Burnin' Up Masterlist
Summary: You were looking for a fresh start when you moved to the small beach town of Seaside. What you weren't looking for was love- but when a handsome firefighter shows up at your door, what you were looking for shows up where you least expected it.
Pairing: Firefighter!Frankie Morales x f!reader (no use of y/n)
Warnings: Smut (18+), meet cute, friends to lovers, girl next door, fluff, firefigher AU (no events of Triple Frontier, Frankie has no lady and no baby, Tom? Who is he?), you and Frankie being the biggest in love
Please let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist!
Main Story:
Chapter 1: Sound the Alarm (Coming Soon!)
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