#javi g is just husband material

[pedro-pedrito-pascalito]

This man owns my heart!! 🥹😭

[daddy-dins-girl]

Pedro Boys tasked with buying your period products.

Someone sent an ask about Pedro boys dealing with their girl on their period... Not sure if this is what you had in mind but I hope you enjoy it regardless :)

Also, this is just for silly fun, don't @ me too harshly in the comments please if you don't agree with some of these, but DEFINITELY feel free to tell me where and why your opinion might differ on some of these choices, I'd love to hear it.

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Headcanons under the cut.

Din/Tim/Dave/Ortega/Clint/Max L - Din is mostly just too shy/embarrassed to ask for help, the rest of these guys are too stubborn, too busy and/or aren't terribly comfortable standing around in this aisle any longer than they have to be.

Ezra/Jack - They're just genuinely confused as to why there are so many varieties. Maybe you WILL be playing tennis tomorrow like this girl in the picture on the box, how tf are they supposed to know? Jack's also a bit of a himbo but it's okay, he's pretty.

Marcus M/Oberyn/Frankie/Marcus P/Joel/Javi P - Some of these boys are 'girl dads' and just know the drill by now. Some are just great husbands (or husband material) who pay attention and some, well... some of these boys just know your p*ssy better than you do and that's all there is to it.

Javi G/Eddie/Zach W - They're sweet, and they're trying. They just wanna be good boyfriends. God bless these boys.

Dieter/Pero/Max P/Lucien - Dieter thought it was an honest question. The rest of these guys are just complete menaces (and honestly, we love them for it).

[katareyoudrilling]

Construction Corner (AU Joel Miller x Female Reader)

Episode 1: The Gutierrez Family

Fandom: The Last of Us/Pedro Pascal

Pairing: TV Host Joel Miller x divorced Female Reader

Summary: AU where nothing bad happened in 2003. It is now 2007 and Joel is now the host of a popular home renovation show.

Word count: ~1.8k

Rating: Teen, but series will be Explicit (18+ only. NO MINORS)

Content Warnings: Alternate Universe, inaccuracies about tv show production, filming, and construction

A/N: I had a lot of fun with this!  If I’m going to do an AU, I’m going to go all the way.  I hope you enjoy it!  Reader is divorced and in her late 30s, but is otherwise a blank slate.  Big thank you to @wheresarizona for her help with this idea and for beta reading!

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The first day of shooting always feels a bit like the first day of school – all nervous energy and possibilities.  You loved school.  You also really love your job as the producer of “Construction Corner with Joel Miller.”

The show started out on the local Austin, TX PBS channel, KLRU, a few years ago, but quickly got picked up by HGTV, which meant bigger projects and more episodes.  Also, more work for you, but that was just fine.

There’s a bounce in your step and a latte in your hand as you walk onto the homeowners’ property for the first episode.  Production always breaks over the hottest summer months, but now it’s October, and while the air is still warm, at least it’s not stifling.

You’ve spent the last few months interviewing potential homeowners, coordinating materials for their projects, and setting the filming schedule.  The prep is finished.  Now it’s time to put it all together.

This week’s episode is shooting in San Antonio.  You opted to commute since the drive isn’t too far from your home in Austin, but it did mean an early morning, thus the latte.

You make your way over to the homeowners who have just finished in the hair and make-up trailer.

“Mr. and Mrs. Gutierrez!  How nice to see you again!” you greet them with a warm smile and a handshake.

“Please, call us Javi and Gabriela,” Mr. Gutierrez, Javi rather, corrects you in his melodic accent, placing his arm around his very pregnant wife.

“Of course, Javi.  Are you ready for today?”  The homeowners are often nervous at the thought of revealing their DIY disasters to stern-faced Joel, so you like to check in.

“We are so excited!” Javi bounces on the balls of his feet, brown eyes sparkling.

“We definitely are,” Gabriela continues, looking fondly at her excitable husband.  “This is happening just in time.  Our baby girl is due next month.”

“How wonderful!  I’m so glad we can help you before the baby arrives.”  You walk with them back towards their house.  “I just wanted to remind you of a few things before filming starts today.  You will be meeting Joel in a few minutes, but will have to pretend you are meeting him for the first time at your front door for the cameras.  You’ll take him inside and show him the project.  I’ll be honest with you… he is going to sigh a lot.  Don’t take it personally.  It may feel like he’s disappointed in you, but he’s not.  He wants to help.”

Javi and Gabriella nod seriously as they take in the information.  It’s a vulnerable thing showing an expert like Joel the mess you’ve made of your house.  But anyone who had watched the show knew that Joel was actually a big softy and was genuinely happy to teach homeowners the right way to do things, and proud of them when they learned.

As if on cue, Joel emerges from his trailer.  He is wearing a dark green t-shirt that pulls tight across his broad chest and shoulders, the sleeves hugging his muscular arms.  His worn leather toolbelt is slung low across his hips over dark-wash jeans.  Sturdy leather boots complete the look.

With each passing year, his wavy hair features more gray at the temples and in his scruffy beard.  He was concerned about the grays when they started coming in and even considered dying his hair, but you and the show’s director had convinced him that they only added to his gruff charm.  Salt and pepper suits him perfectly.

He makes his way over to you and the Gutierrezes in long, sure strides.

“Good morning, Joel.  I’d like you to meet Javi and Gabriela.”  You introduce the couple.

“Good mornin’,” Joel greets them with a kind smile, “I’m lookin’ forward to workin’ with you the next few days.”  He shakes their hands firmly and you watch as they beam at him.  It’s clear that Javi in particular is already under his spell.

“I’ll leave you to get acquainted.”  You back away from the group and make your way to the construction crew to confirm that they have all the supplies they need.

Filming begins shortly with Javi and Gabriela meeting Joel at the front door just as you had explained to them.  You watch on a monitor as they show Joel their DIY disaster.  He drags his hand down his face and sighs as he takes in the sight in front of him.

Javi had attempted to resurface his fireplace and build shelves on either side.  The faux stone he tried to affix to the fireplace was now falling off in places, leaving behind splodges of adhesive.  The shelves on either side of the fireplace droop and sag and behind them, wires stick through ragged holes in the wall.

Poor Javi grimaces as Joel takes it all in.

“We have our work cut out for us, but we’re gonna get it done.” Joel pronounces as he places a firm hand on Javi’s shoulder.  Javi positively swoons.

For the next few hours, the crew, Joel, and Javi, demo the area.  The camera operators are sure to get close up shots of Joel’s arms as he pulls down the sagging shelves and his backside as he bends down to pull off the faux stone.  It’s not their first rodeo.  Joel shakes his head good-naturedly when they ask him to bend down once more to get the perfect shot.  If it gets people interested in learning proper building techniques, then he is willing to provide a little eye-candy even if he doesn’t really believe he’s that exciting to look at.

By late afternoon, the room is clear and Joel sits down with Javi and Gabriela to show them his design plan.

“What we’re gonna do is build a new fireplace surround to go over y’all’s existin’ one.  We’ll tile the hearth and around the fireplace openin’ with these tiles here.” He shows them the samples.  “On either side, we’ll build shelves.  We’re gonna put cabinet doors on the bottom where we’ll put your electronics.  What you won’t see are the hidden channels for all your cables to run from your TV over the fireplace down into the cabinet, where we will have it wired for power and cable.  The doors will keep all your electronics out of sight and safe from your little one.”

Javi and Gabriela nod enthusiastically and smile.  Gabriela pats her round belly fondly.

Once the crew is satisfied that they got all their shots, production breaks for the day.  You do a final round of check-ins with all the departments and head to your car as the sun begins to set.  You buckle your seatbelt with a contented sigh and make your way home.

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The midday sun beats down on you as you look around for a spot of shade to eat your lunch.  It’s the fourth day of filming and after lunch will be the finished project reveal.

Everything has gone smoothly and you’re sure it’s going to make a great episode.  Every time Joel pats Javi on the shoulder and tells him that he did a good job, Javi beams at him with glistening eyes.

You see Joel sitting under a tree, squinting at his phone, and make your way over to him.  “Can I join you?”

“Sure,” he answers, still looking at his phone.

“Everything ok?”

He sighs.  “Sarah texted me.  She says it’s faster.  It’s not.”

You chuckle as he slowly presses the numbers on his keypad.

“How is she liking college?”

Joel finishes sending his message and sets his phone down on the grass beside him.  “She loves it.  I just don’t know why I let her go so far away.”

“Because you’re a good dad.  You’re encouraging her to follow her dreams.”

“Why’d they have to be in Virginia, though?”

You chuckle and pat him on his jean-clad knee.  “I’m sure she misses you too.  Does she call you?”

“Yeah, we talk every couple days, and then the damned texting in between,” he finishes with a grumble.

“You’ll get faster at it.  You could get one of those new iPhones everyone is talking about.”

Joel gives you a withering look and you laugh.

“She’s happy, though? Making new friends?” you ask, hopefully.

“It’s all she talks about.  Her friends, her roommate, her classes.  Can’t keep it all straight.”

“That’s great.  How are you doing?”

Joel takes a bite of his sandwich and tips his head from side to side as he considers.  “I’m ok.  The house sure feels empty, though.”

“I know what you mean.”

He looks at you questioningly.

“Oh, didn’t you hear?  I got divorced.”  You wiggle your bare left-hand fingers at him.  He stares at you for a long moment, then finally blinks and clears his throat.

“I’m sorry.  I didn’t know.  You ok?”

“Yeah, I’m great, actually.  It was a long time coming.”  You take a bite of your lunch before continuing.  Joel doesn’t rush you.  “We were so young when we got together, and we grew apart.  It happens.  It’s nobody’s fault.”  You shrug and look over at Joel.  He nods and holds your gaze for a long moment before returning to his lunch.

You eat in companionable silence until the director calls you all back to set.  Joel gets to his feet and offers you a hand up.  His warm, dry palm engulfs yours as he pulls you up.

“Thanks, and thanks for lunch.  It was good catching up.” You smile at him.

“Yeah,” he pulls at the back of his neck and looks away, then back at you.

“Well, I’ll see you around.”  You squeeze his shoulder and walk away.  When you reach the production trailer, you turn back and find him still standing by the tree looking at you.  You smile and wave and he jolts, then turns and walks quickly away.  Strange.

You get yourself set up with a headset and monitor as the film crew takes their places inside with Joel, Javi, and Gabriela.

Watching the reveal is your favorite part.  The homeowners have been kept away while the final touches were completed.  The joy on their faces at seeing their new space warms your heart, but the best part is the pride in their eyes at having helped Joel accomplish it.

Next week will be new homeowners and a new project, but that same sense of pride and accomplishment.  Yeah, you love your job.

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Wedding Night [Javier Peña x f!Reader] SMUT

Summary: You and Javier Peña are newlyweds, and a lot has changed since you first met the agent. You never believed he was the type to settle down and get married, but even on your wedding night you find yourself learning new things about his wants and desires.

Requested by: @kiwi-the-first​ who wanted Javi + wedding night, and the nonnie who asked for Javi with a breeding kink! I hope this is okay. Xx

Warnings: unprotected p in v, oral (m and f receiving), foreplay, teasing, breeding kink, praise kink, degradation if you squint, soft Javi (can you believe?), pregnancy mention, brief mention of food and alcohol.

Rating: 18+ 

Word count: 3000>

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“Never in a million years did I think you out of all people would finally settle down,” you joked as you limped into your hotel room, holding your wedding dress up so you wouldn’t trip, the silk material bunched up in your hands. “Let alone with me!”

Javier chuckled lightly and tugged on his bow tie, letting it fall loose against his shirt. You slumped down on the king sized bed which had been generously dosed in red rose petals, as well as a bottle of the finest, fizziest champagne and a box of chocolate truffles were leaning by the pillow.

You struggled to lean over to untie your heels, the skirt of your dress doing it’s best to get in your way, and you groaned in frustration. You had learned over the years to be fine in heels, having to wear them for work every day at the embassy, but you didn’t think you’d ever be able to get used to dancing all night in three inch heels and having them not hurt.

“You need help, sweet girl?” Javier asked, quirking an eyebrow. You pouted innocently and fluttered your doe-like eyes in response. Javier got down on one knee, which was ironic for your wedding night, and helped take off your shoes.

Your husband stood up, shuffled out of his tuxedo jacket and threw it haphazardly over the chair in typical ‘I-don’t-give-a-fuck’ Javier Peña fashion. You couldn’t help roll your eyes, but admire him nonetheless. “I didn’t think I could marry either… not after-” Javier paused hesitantly.

“It’s okay.” you reassured, urging him to continue.

“-Not after Lorraine.” he sighed at the memory of leaving his ex-fiancée at the altar. Even though she was now happily married with two kids, it was still strange seeing her at the ceremony. Javier managed to brush it off as nerves, because the second he saw you walk down the aisle in your stunning wedding dress, the diamonds in your ears sparkling like starlight and the way your hair had been perfectly styled, he knew he had no reason to worry anymore. For once, everything felt right. Javier had finally found love.

You tilted your head and offered him a smile, extending your arms and making grabby fists, urging him to come over. He squatted down slightly and you placed your hands on either side of his face, cupping his cheeks and tracing his skin delicately with your thumb. Javier found himself subconsciously leaning into your touch, and he closed his eyes.

“I love you Javi Peña.” you grinned sheepishly, pressing a chaste kiss on his nose. Javier’s eyes shot open and he tilted his head curiously.

“I love you too,” he confessed. “But is that any way to kiss your husband?” His lips curved into an all too familiar smug smirk that you had seen plenty of times before.

You giggled as he rose to his feet and his large, calloused hands dropped down to your waist. He pushed you into the bed, enveloping you in the pristine white sheets and maneuvered his body on top of yours. Or at least he made an attempt. “Javi!” you giggled as he tried to push himself on top of you, but struggled with your dress getting in the way. He huffed in annoyance, trying to change position just so he could give you a real kiss, but it was no use.

“Baby… this dress.” he raised his eyebrows as he raked in the length of your body. “I love it but…”

“Help me out of it already!” you swatted his bicep playfully and he grinned excitedly.

Javier took your hand and with one strong, swift motion, he pulled you up so you were standing. Completely man-handling you, he turned you around so you were facing the mirror and he was behind you. When he found the zipper to your dress, he pressed a soft kiss into the crook of your neck. You whimpered wantonly but couldn’t rid yourself of the smile that was plastered across your face. Javier’s dark, lust blown eyes looked at your reflection in the mirror.

“Look how beautiful you are, mi amor,” Javi mumbled before pressing another kiss into your neck. And then one against your jaw. His gaze, however, didn’t leave your reflection once, and you felt yourself become putty in his grip. “How did I ever get so lucky?” 

He carefully pulled the zipper down until it stopped at the dip in your back, and pulled the sleeves and bodice down. He took his time though, making sure to relish every inch of your skin the second it was revealed to him. His gentle touches made butterflies erupt in your stomach and you slowly but surely began to feel your panties dampen with arousal.

You took over eventually, the desperation to kiss him fuelling you even more. You pulled down your dress completely so it was pooling at your ankles and stepped out of it. Javier’s jaw hung open at the sight of you in your white lace lingerie. The balcony bra left little to the imagination (despite it being nothing he had never seen before), but the silk ribbons and little net details were enough to make his hardening cock twitch in his tailored suit pants.

“Shit baby,” he whispered, unable to keep his hands to himself and immediately placing them on your breasts. He pulled one of your breasts out of the cup and gave it a few experimental squeezes.Your heart began to pick up pace as his rough fingers massaged the soft flesh, his thumb occasionally grazing the bud of your nipple. “You’re amazing.”

You brought your hands to your back and unclasped your bra, pulling it off your shoulders and letting it fall to the ground alongside your shoes and dress. Now, you were standing before Javier in just your panties, while he was still fully clothed. “Kiss me Javi.” you pleaded breathlessly, and within seconds, Javier leaned in and broke any distance between you.

His breath warm fanned over your mouth and you couldn’t help but shudder. “All mine.” he announced, his voice having dropped an octave.

“Yours,” you affirmed before his lips suddenly clashed against yours. The kiss was fiery and it burned a deep desire within your core. It was hungry, heated, and Javier’s movements were just as skillful as always although this time he was being more passionate than you’d ever accounted for. As he pulled away for breath you gasped, and he nudged the curve of his nose against yours and kissed you again. He was sensual and as his tongue swept along your lower lip grabbed onto his collar and pulled him on to the bed. “Strip.” you demanded, shuffling backwards against the headboard and spreading your legs.

Javier’s cock jumped at the sight of you, all open for him. You played with your breasts as you waited for him to undress, but his eyes were too busy fixated on the dark wet patch that had made an appearance on your panties. He grumbled something incoherent and you furrowed your eyebrows together. “Javiiii.” you cried out longingly and he quickly nodded, cursing himself for getting so distracted by your beauty.

He started with his belt and pulled it out of the loops of his pants, and then unbuttoned his white shirt. As he pulled it off, you revelled at the sight of his tan chest and broad shoulders. You pursed your lips, pressing them together into a fine line as you saw the way his biceps flexed with every movement. You gasped as he pulled down his pants and his erection sprung free.

“Javier,” you tsked playfully, shaking your head. “No underwear on your wedding day?”

“I never wear underwear.” he muttered, his tone serious as his fingers curled around his strained manhood. He began pumping up and down his length, sweeping his precum away from the tip that had leaked out when you’d opened yourself up for him.

“Well I know that,” you laughed, changing position and getting onto your knees. You crawled back to the edge of the bed and gently removed his hands from his cock. “Let me help you with that baby. You have a wife now. Let me help you.”

With one hand, you cradled his balls and with the other, you made a fist around his cock. Javier’s eyes fluttered shut immediately and you leaned into him, giving him a small and teasing kitten lick on the tip of his cock. “Ah- fuck.” he whimpered, thrusting his hips into your mouth. You parted your lips realising he wanted more and took the sensitive head in your mouth, sucking on it longingly. He moaned your name and you relished the way it rolled off his tongue so perfectly. You pulled off him for breath and spat the mixture of precum and saliva back onto his cock and rubbed it into his length. Before he could say anything else, or make a snarky comment, you reattached your lips and pushed him further down your throat, taking him as far as you could possibly go. The second you were gagging on him, and he saw tears prick your pretty eyes, he knew he was only moments away from reaching his climax. You felt his balls tighten in your hands and you smiled around him.

“G-gonna cum baby.” he choked, tossing his head back. You hummed knowingly around his length and pulled off him with a loud pop. He was a heaving panting mess when you pulled off him, and he craved a release. His slight disappointment for not letting him finish was completely diminished when he remembered what would come next.

He kissed your lips softly, signifying his gratitude, before pushing you back down into the bed. His large hands glided down your stomach and to the apex of your thighs before he spread you open. His finger gently traced your cunt which was hidden between the thin, soaked material of your silk panties.

“You're already so wet for me.” he beamed proudly, knowing that he could get you aroused like this from just the barest of touches. He tugged on the hem of your panties and you lifted your ass up for him, so he could pull them down your legs and off you. Rather than throwing them to one side, he kept them on the bed, and delved in.

He started off slow, teasing you just like you had to him. He licked a delicate stripe between your folds, getting lost in the taste that he had always savoured so much. You looked down at his head which was placed in between your legs and moaned in delight. His dark eyelashes flamed his closed eyes perfectly and obscene wet noises filled the room. Usually you'd feel a little embarrassed by the noises coming from his mouth and your lips— but this time you were far too lost in the moment.

“Oh Javi.” you whimpered wantonly as he increased the speed of his tongue. He was faster now, and it was less sloppy and more precise. Once he was satisfied that you were wet enough, he drew one of his thick fingers to your entrance and pushed it in. You gasped at the welcome intrusion and felt your walls clench around him immediately. “Oh please, Javi. Javi. Javi.” you said his name like it was the most sacred prayer.

Even though he was now fingering you, his lips hadn't left your dripping wet cunt once. He was completely and utterly drunk in love.

“So sweet,” he cooed before inserting another finger. “Got to stretch you open baby. You know that. Gotta stretch your tight little pussy if you want my cock inside of you.” You moaned and arched your back as desire overtook your body. “What was that hermosa?” Javier asked. “You do want my cock, don’t you?” 

“Yes, yes, yes,” you chanted as he scissored his fingers and kept lapping at your clit. “Please Javi. Please. I want your cock.”

“I know you do, because you’re a greedy little girl, aren’t you? My wife, desperate for my cock.” He chuckled darkly, pressing a kiss to the inside of your thigh before pulling up and removing his fingers.

He brought them to your mouth and gave you an all too familiar look. You knew what he wanted from you, and you obliged, wrapping your lips around the digits and sucking your arousal from them. Just seeing you with his fingers in his mouth was enough to make his cock begin to weep again. Once he was satisfied that you'd sucked his fingers clean, he began to look around. He looked over to the nightstand, and then the dresser, and then at the suitcases and bags in the corner of the hotel room. You quirked a curious eyebrow.

"I uh- I forgot condoms," Javier confessed sheepishly, his cheeks turning a rosy pink. "Did you pack any?"

"No," you bit your lip and raised your hands to his face. You ran your fingers through his chocolate coloured hair, tugging on the tips of it— just the way you knew he liked so much. "But it's okay Javi."

"You- you don't mind me fucking you without protection?" he asked. “We’ve never done it completely unprotected before-”

“Javi,” you smiled and nodded your head. “We're married now. But only if you want to of course.”

“Shit hermosa, listen. I’ve wanted to put a baby inside of you since I saw you holding my nephew at my aunt’s birthday. Remember? Back in Texas?” Javi revealed and you felt your eyes go comically wide.

“Really?” you said almost breathlessly. Javier knew how much you wanted a family and children of your own, but it was something he never mentioned or talked about, so you figured it just wasn’t on the cards.

“Yes. And when we’re at Steve and Con’s and I see you play with Olivia… please. It really gets me going.” Javier confessed, and your maternal instincts immediately kicked in.

“You really think we’re ready to have a baby?” you whispered, your eyes glazed. Javier wiped a happy tear away from you.

“Yes I do. We’ve already been through hell and back as a couple. You and I, together… we’re undefeatable. And now we’re married. I want this mi amor, do you?” he quizzed, kissing along your jaw and down your neck.

“I do,” you sighed longingly. Javier kissed your chest and then down the valley of your breasts until he got to your tummy. “I want a nice house with you in the suburbs... maybe even in Texas so we can be close to your dad. White picket fence… and a dog.” you giggled excitedly and Javier chuckled, loving how you'd already thought and considered all the details.

“Once upon a time, that would’ve scared me,” Javier revealed. “But now I can’t think of anything I want more.”

You smiled and tugged on his hair one final time before he crashed his lips back onto yours. You moaned into his mouth and Javier shimmied his body back into a suitable position in between your legs.

He pressed his cock against your folds and began to rub the tip along your entrance. “Javi please.” you murmured, holding him by his broad shoulders and digging your fingernails into his skin.

He wasn't able to tease you anymore, he just had to be inside of you. In one swift motion, Javier thrust his entire thick length into your hole and you scrunched your face up as pleasure overwhelmed you. You loved the way you could feel every ridge and vein of his cock as he gained a steady rhythm, pounding himself inside of you. He closed his eyes too as your tight walls squeezed his cock with every thrust. He swore that everytime he fucked you, you felt better and better.

He had you pinned down to the sheets and his usual rough nature took over. You wrapped your legs around him and arched your back. “Oh god Javi, oh god yes— right there.” you cried out as he hit that sweet stop inside of you.

He leaned in, his chest pressed against yours and his mustache tickled the side of your face as he whispered words of praise into your ear, proud of how well you were taking him.

“Good girl. Gonna- gonna cum. Gonna fuck a baby into you.” he said breathlessly.

He knew his dirty talk was the way to spur you over the edge. Your cunt clenched around him like a vice as he fucked you into your high. You were practically screaming his name and warm tears were spilling from your eyes as he finished up. His grunts and groans filled the hotel room as he eventually spilled his seed inside of you, just a few sloppy thrusts after you'd come.

“Oh Javi,” you moaned as he slipped out of you and rolled over. He grabbed a pillow from his side of the bed and pushed it under your ass. “What are you doing?” you laughed as he propped you up.

“Need to make sure none of it spills out.” he muttered as he adjusted the pillow. You couldn't escape the grin on your face. Your husband was so adorable and tentative with everything he did.

“This is a big deal.” you said after Javi cleaned you up. He crawled into bed next to you and pulled you into his chest, always loving to be the big spoon. There was a point, long ago, when Javi was completely against cuddling— but times had changed since then.

“You’re right. A new chapter. How do you feel?” he asked softly, kissing your shoulder blade before leaning over and looking into your eyes.

“A little nervous, but mostly excited.” you smiled and he squeezed your hand comfortingly. 

“I love you so much princess, and I can’t wait to see what’s next for us.” he grinned sheepishly before pressing one final kiss into your plush lips.

“Goodnight Javi.” you yawned, curling up into his embrace.

“Goodnight my love.”

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Marcus M, Javi G, Joel?

This game is harder than I thought it would be 😝

Husband: Javi G. I’m already in love with him so, easy choice. Also, he’d be SUCH a good husband. And I’m a Nick Cage fan, so I can deal with that. I don’t mind being 2nd to Nicholas Cage in my husbands affections 😂.

Boyfriend: Marcus M. Gosh he would just treat me so well, dream boyfriend material. And we’re not super serious so he can still focus on his kid and the whole “saving the world” thing, y’know?

Sidepiece: Joel. Look, sometimes a girl just needs some good D, and Joel could definitely provide this. He’d let me bang my frustrations out and not care if I went weeks or months without calling him again and be more than happy to oblige the next time I called. God bless him.