Too Clingy

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Pairing: Lando Norris x Latina/Hispanic! Reader

Summary: Y/N wants to test out a thing she saw on TikTok

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: this is my first Lando Norris fanfic, let me know if you’d like more

Y/N has been dating Lando Norris for a while and honestly, the relationship is going great for only being together a few months. So, like any girl, she wants to test how much her boyfriend loves her. She was seeing a trend on TikTok where girls ask their boyfriends how many likes on their new TikTok video does she need to get certain expensive item.

Y/N was scrolling on her phone, doing a little “window shopping” as she does when she came across a cute bag. Lando came out of his little workout room drinking water and wiping his face with a towel.

“How was your workout, Chico fresa?” Y/N asked. Lando sighed.

“My workout went well, sweet thing, but I regret letting you hang out with Pato. What even is ‘fresa’ in his country?” Lando asked, taking one of his premade meals from the fridge.

“According to Pato, it means diva, according to Checo, it means posh. I think Blair Waldorf from gossip girl is the most fresa out of the nonjudgmental breakfast club.” Y/N said and Lando laughed.

“I am not posh.” Lando said.

“Amor, you live in Monaco, you drive sports cars, even the way you dress SCREAMS posh. But I love you.” Y/N said, getting up from the couch to kiss Lando.

“Thanks, sweetheart.” Lando said.

“Hey so I was looking for movie tickets because k really wanted to see Inside Out 2 and I came across this bag.” Y/N said, showing Lando the bag.

“So my question is, how many likes on TikTok do I need to get for you to buy me this bag?” Y/N asked.

“10 like.” Lando said.

“10?” Y/N asked.

“Yep, just 10, send me the link, would you, sweetheart?” Lando asked

“Sure.” Y/N sent Lando the link and Lando started to scroll, checking all the bags

“Love, so I got you the pink bag, a white galleria leather bag, and a saffiano mini bag.” Lando said and Y/N was shocked.

“Lando, mi Vida, that’s too much, I can’t possibly accept that.” Y/N said and Lando cupped her face.

“I believe my girlfriend deserves that and SO much more. This way you have options of which bag to take with you when we go out.” Lando said, kissing her nose, making her scrunch her nose.

“Thank you. Plus I needed a new work bag.” Y/N said.

“Well now you’re getting a new work bag and two other bags. Did you buy the tickets for the movie?” Lando asked.

“I saw the bag and I forgot.” Y/N said.

“I’ll buy the tickets, you want the open air cinema or the princess Grace theater?” Lando asked.

“Whichever works for you.” Y/N said

“Alright the princess grace theater it is, we could go mini golfing before, you up for that, sweet thing?” Lando asked.

“Yeah, sounds like fun.” Y/N said,

“Perfect.” Lando said, kissing Y/N before buying tickets and everything.

The End

Hope y’all liked it!

OBSESSED

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Hispanic/Latina Plus Size! Reader

Summary: Y/N has been dating Henry Cavill for a few weeks and everything was going fine with their relationship until she found out that his ex is Ana de Armas.

Warning: I think this turned out a little more comical than I wanted to but it was fun to write.

A/N: Obviously his dating history is made up, this is inspired by Obsessed by Olivia Rodrigo (I definitely prefer GUTS over SOUR, its more my vibe, not a stan though) ANYWAY, as a plus sized Latina who struggles with her body image and has tons of insecurities, i will be projecting. Let me know if you want more plus sized Y/Ns in the future

When Y/N was younger, she always had the dream of walking the red carpet like Salma Hayek. Though she wasn’t a singer or an actress, she couldn’t believe her dream is coming true as she walks alongside Henry Cavill, her super handsome actor boyfriend. They met on the set of the ministry of ungentlemanly warfare, Y/N was the guest of Eiza Gonzalez, Henry confused her as one of the wardrobe designers, Y/N explained who she was, and they hit it off. They were invited to the premiere of an action movie. She had on a smoky blue dress with a slit up to the middle of her left thigh and a corset bodice, absolutely beautiful. Henry and Y/N were posing for photos and Henry leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“You look ravishing, darling.” Henry whispered and kissed her temple when he pulled away. After a few more pictures, they entered the area, Henry began to talk to some people he knew and that’s when Y/N bumped into someone.

“Ay que boba soy, im so sorry.” Y/N told the Woman she bumped into but couldn’t see her face.

“No se preocupe, está bien.” The woman said, she turned to face Y/N and Y/N was in shock.

“No way, Ana de Armas de verdad lo siento mucho, no me estaba fijando.” Y/N said,

“Toda está bien, de verdad, me encanta su vestido.” Ana said, gesturing to Y/N’s dress. The twos were talking until…

“Ready to go in, love?” Henry said, putting his arm around Y/N. “Ana, how are you?” Henry asked the Cuban woman.

“Henry, I didn’t know you came with someone, she’s stunning. It was nice seeing you again, guapo, un placer conocerla, querida.” Ana said goodbye with a kiss on the cheek as she went inside. Henry and Y/N stayed back.

“How do you two know each other? I don’t think you guys made a movie together, right?” Y/N asked, curious how the British man knew the Cuban actress.

“Well, love, um, Ana and I dated…for a while.” Henry said. Y/N’s eyes widened.

“What?” Y/N questioned. So many questions were going through her head. Why did they break up? Was it jealousy? Is that why Henry chose her to date? He wouldn’t get jealous dating Y/N because no one else would want to date the fat girl? Henry’s voice pulled her away from her thoughts.

“Let’s go in and watch the movie, yeah?” Henry asked, leading Y/N in the theater to watch the movie but Y/N couldn’t pay attention. She couldn’t help but compare herself to Ana de Armas, like Ana was basically perfect! Ana’s hair looks so healthy, her amber eyes were just beautiful, her skin was flawless, and then there’s her, her hair is frizzy no matter how she styles it (wavy hair problems), there’s nothing special about her eyes, and no amount of makeup or skincare would give her that airbrushed look. Why is Henry going out with Y/N? That is what she keeps asking herself.

When the movie was over, Henry and Y/N went back to his house to unwind.

“You staying the night, darling?” Henry asked, hanging up his coat.

“Yeah, Fortachón, I’m staying.” Y/N said, sitting on his couch. “I didn’t know you dated Ana.”

“Yeah, it was a long time ago.” Henry said.

“If you guys never had any movies together, how did you meet?” Y/N asked. She was curious about his past relationship.

“My love, I don’t think we should be talking about this.” Henry commented.

“Fine, I’ll drop it.” Y/N said.

“Good.” Henry said. “Now let’s get you out of this dress because I’m tempted to see what’s underneath.” Henry grinned.

And he did just that. However, when Henry was asleep, Y/N was wide awake, looking at Ana’s instagram. She is so perfect! Not too short, not too tall, Ana had an hourglass figure unlike herself. Did Ana slept in the same bed as Henry, same side as Y/N, she bet Ana had those sexy silk pajamas unlike her, opting for her Macy’s pajamas set. She googled Henry and Ana together and their size difference was PERFECT, Henry and Ana looked like Hercules and Meg, Y/N, however, saw herself as Merryweather from Sleeping Beauty.

“Why do I do this to myself?” Y/N mumbled, her hands covering her face. She decided to watch Overdrive, which is one of Ana de Armas’s movie and she was gorgeous, but Ana was definitely prettier in person. Y/N fell asleep watching one of her interviews on YouTube, turns out Ana and Henry are the same sign.

Henry woke up and found Y/N already awake, stalking Ana’s Instagram.

“Darling, what are you doing?” Henry asked,

“Nothing.” Y/N said, quickly exiting out of the app.

“That didn’t look like nothing, why are you looking at pictures of Ana?” Henry asked, sitting up in the bed.

“I’m just curious. How long have you two dated?” Y/N asked. Henry rolled his eyes.

“I thought you dropped it.” Henry said.

“And I’m picking it up again, how long have you two dated?” Y/N asked.

“4 years, I met her when I was filming ‘A man from UNCLE’ in Italy.” Henry told Y/N, knowing what her next question would be.

“Why did you two break up?” Y/N asked.

“I guess we just grew apart.” Henry commented and Y/N looked at him.

“Why did you grow apart?” Y/N asked.

“Oh my god, angel, leave it alone, please, I have never seen you act this way, you know I’ve had previous relationships, why is this one different?” Henry asked

“Because it’s Ana de Armas! You went from Ana de Armas to me, do you understand how mind boggling that is?” Y/N gets up from their bed. “She’s an 11 and I’m a 4, and that’s on a good day, Fortachón. I know you love me and clearly looks don’t matter to you,” Y/N said gesturing to herself. “But I can’t help but think about you and Ana. What about your other exes? Are they actresses too? Or are they models? Singers?“

“You think I don’t wonder about your exes too?” Henry gets up as well. “Of course I think about them! But I don’t obsess over them like your obsessing over Ana right.” Henry said.

“You wanna know why? Because you don’t know who they are! You never met them, I never really told you about them, so you could imagine them however you want! You are a public figure so your previous relationships are all on Google.” Y/N said and goes downstairs to the kitchen, Henry following quickly behind her.

“Y/N, i love YOU, i am with you, Ana and I haven’t talked in years, we only make small talk if we see each other at award shows or premieres. You are so beautiful and I love you because you make me feel safe, happy, and at home.” Henry said, looking at Y/N in her eyes.

“I love you too, Fortachón, but I still have some questions. Did she give great head? Like I know I’m not the best at it, I’ve been told before, but…” Y/N started but Henry kissed her, after a while he pulled away.

“You’re better…wait, who said you weren’t good?” Henry questioned.

“Not the point..” Y/N said but was interrupted by Henry.

“No no, you obsessed over Ana, now it my turn to talk about your ex, what did he do?” Henry asked with his arms folded in front of his chest.

“Mm, He’s a hockey player, his name is James Oleksiak.” Y/N said. She went to the fridge to look for what to make for breakfast. “How do you feel about pancakes?” Y/N asked. Henry googled him and his eyes widened.

“James Oleksiak? HE IS 6’7!” Henry exclaimed.

“Yeah, i was a hockey WAG, good times.” Y/N said. “If it makes you feel better, I dated Lewis Hamilton for a while too, he’s 5’9 so you’re good.”

“You’re doing this on purpose now.” Henry said, also looking up pictures of Lewis Hamilton. “Okay, now I know how you feel.”

“I guess we’re both obsessed with each other’s exes. Can we stop doing that? That was actually exhausting.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, as far as we know, we only date each other.” Henry said, kissing Y/N. “How big was James?”

“I am not answering that.” Y/N said, laughing at Henry’s question.

“Why not? I answered your question about Ana.” Henry tried to convince Y/N. “Wait, did James say you weren’t that good or was it Lewis?”

“I’m good, I just can’t deep throat.” Y/N said and Henry thought for a second.

“It was James, wasn’t it?” Henry asked.

“Oh my god, stop, help me make pancakes.” Y/N said

The end

Because of the poll results, I am trying to write more Henry Cavill x Reader, I’ll still write about Walter and Mike, just not as often. ALSO, Henry Cavill’s nickname going forward is “Fortachón”, I can’t BELIEVE I forgot that in Hercules, his nickname in the Spanish Latino dub is fortachón, and since I had the idea to make Henry dress up as Hercules in a fanfic @shellyshellshell wrote, Fortachón is PERFECT! I was going through a crisis trying to figure out a good nickname for Henry, like damn.

Face Reveal

hii, this isn’t hate whatsoever!! though i would recommend it if you could specific the nationality of the hispanic!reader series, as you use (mostly) mexican slang, which just doesn’t represent all latin americans. other than that, i feel like you’re maybe pushing the latin stereotypes too much. like, reader did not need to whip out a sandal / chancla or overreact like that. it’s just my opinion, and i understand if we disagree because those are your stories, but imo the stereotypes are sometimes too prevalent. still, i really like many of your fics (including the latina!reader ones), which is why im telling you all this :)) tyyy

Hey hi, so I know you’re talking about “Wrong Name” with the chancla and everything, which I do admit is a little much but it also was just meant to be a silly one shot which I kinda needed to fit my song choice which is EXTREMELY stereotypical in my opinion, i still like it though.

I think the only mexican slang I used in 3 or 4 fanfics is “neta”, “The 25 year old ‘virgin’” is the only fanfic I used the phrases “no manches” and “que oso”, i used “güey” once in “missing journal” but that’s because Y/N was with Pato O’Ward, who was teaching Lando Mexican slang. I have been rereading my fics, the rest, in my opinion, don’t have stereotypes about Latinas, not that I know of anyway. If you have some example of where I’m pushing the Latin stereotype, please DM me, maybe you’re seeing something I’m not.

If you’re talking about the way Y/N threatens Charles in “Rumors”, that’s because that’s something I do, I don’t know why. And I also can’t really give the reader a specific ethnicity because though I sometimes use Mexican slang, I reference Peruvian food because again, I’m half Mexican and half Peruvian. Like I obviously write these fanfics with me in mind so the way Y/N talks, I talk that way. I think I have published over 20 Charles Leclerc x Latina!Reader stories, 5 or 6 of those have nods to my culture, I think the rest are pretty neutral but I could be wrong.

Don’t be afraid to “call me out” I guess you could say it’s a learning experience, que sé yo.

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That’s That Me Espresso

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Charles and Y/N have been dating for a few weeks, they met after the Suzuka Grand Prix. Even though their relationship has been short lived, there’s something about her that has Charles down bad. They are living proof of how the boyfriend should always like the girlfriend more.

Warning: Grammatical and spelling errors

A/N: For those who voted for idea 2, about Charles being auctioned off for charity? Yeah, I'm not vibing with that idea anymore. But i am working on the fanfic where Charles thinks Y/N likes Lando.

Charles was never one to chase girls. Sure, in every relationship he was in, he was the best boyfriend he could be, he would be so devoted to them. But in his current relationship, he has never felt this way before. He was away for the Imola Grand prix and he couldn't sleep so he decided to call Y/N. After a few rings, she answered.

"Bueno?" Y/N asked sleepily.

"Hello, mon ange, did I wake you?" Charles asked.

"Sort of, is something wrong, Charlie?" Y/N asked.

"Oh nothing, I'm just having trouble sleeping without you here, you know?" Charles said.

"I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to this Grand Prix, cariño, i just have a lot of in-person meetings. Plus, you've been to countless races before, you would think you'd be used to sleeping alone." Y/N said.

"Yes, but that was before i met you. Now when i'm in bed alone, it feels like I'm missing something.” Charles confessed.

“You’re so sweet. But seriously, muñeco, you have media day in the morning, and I can’t have you be sleepy during the interviews, Fred would kill you.” Y/N said.

“No he wouldn’t, I’m il predestinato, the prince of Ferrari.” Charles said.

“Muñeco.” Y/N warned.

“Alright Mon ange, I’ll go to sleep, but please FaceTime me before you go to work.” Charles said.

“Of course, Charlie. Te quiero mucho, Goodnight.” Y/N said.

“Yo también te quiero, Goodnight.” Charles tried his best to say in Spanish and he hung up.

The next morning, Y/N woke up, showered, did her after shower routine, got dressed and she was about to make breakfast when Charles decided to FaceTime her. She answered.

“Muñeco, how are you? Did you get some sleep?” Y/N asked.

“I did actually, it took a while though.” Charles said.

“Well when you’re back in Monaco, I’ll be sleeping by your side.” Y/N said, she set her phone against something in the kitchen so she can make pancakes.

“Sounds perfect, I’ll be counting down the days.” Charles said.

“You think you’ll make podium?” Y/N asked.

“I’ll dedicate my podium to you, Mon ange.” Charles said. They kept talking while Y/N made her breakfast, Charles also took his phone with him to eat when his room service came so they had breakfast together,

“Charlie, baby, i need to go to work, okay, I’ll talk to you soon, te quiero.” Y/N said.

“Yo más.” Charles replied and hung up the call. There was a knock on his hotel room door and he opened it to see Carlos. “Good morning, Carlos.”

“Morning. Were you talking with Y/N?” Carlos asked

“Yes i was.” Charles replied smiling.

“Ay, I should have known, she has you completely smitten.” Carlos says.

“I know, mate, there’s just something about her.” Charles said, sighing like a person in love.

“You are whipped, it’s entertaining to see you like that. We need to head to paddock now for the interviews.” Carlos said before him and Charles left the hotel room.

Meanwhile, Y/N was finishing up her third meeting of the day when she got w FaceTime call from Y/N so she excused herself.

“Charlie querido, what is it? I’m technically still in a meeting.” Y/N said.

“Sorry Mon ange, I just wanted to see how you are, I am on break right now and then I have more interviews before the race,” Charles said.

“I’m fine, just a little tired, I call you later tonight okay? Then you can tell me all about your day. Te quiero.” Y/N said, blowing him a kiss.

“Yo más” Charles said, doing the same thing before hanging up. Y/N was about to enter the conference room again but she was stopped by her assistant.

“You got that man wrapped around your finger.” Monica commented,

“Well i wouldn’t necessarily say that I have him wrapped around my finger. Pero es si, lo tengo mal (But Yeah, i got him down bad).” Y/N said.

“How? Like what’s your secret?” Monica asked.

“There’s no secret, it’s just that me espresso.” Y/N said.

“Ha ha, no go, you have a meeting to run.” Monica said. Y/N entered the conference room to continue the meeting.

Her workday was done and she got a text from Charles and it was a link to one of his interviews. She clicked on it and she was watching it but there was a question that Charles answered that surprised her.

“Charles Leclerc, what is your favorite saying?” The interviewer asked.

“I Don’t know if it’s a popular saying or an actual saying in general, but my girlfriend says ‘that’s that me espresso’. When she was younger, her mom would say she was like a shot so espresso because of how hyper and energetic she was as a child, basically bouncing off the walls. So now when I ask her a question about anything she does, she’ll say that’s that me espresso or it’s just that me espresso, meaning that’s just how she is. How do I get crying babies to stop? That’s that me espresso, I have no idea but I guess I just have a calming presence.” Charles said laughing. Y/N stopped the video and FaceTimed Charles,

“Hey Muñeco.” Y/N said.

“Hello, ma Belle, did you see that interview?” Charles asked.

“I did, you used my phrase.” Y/N said.

“Of course I did, it’s my favorite saying in the world, it perfectly describes you. You are a shot of espresso, a moment with you has me smiling for hours, I can’t get enough of you.” Charles said,

“Eres tan cursi (you are so cheesy) but i love that about you.” Y/N said.

They continued talking until it was time for bed.

Race Weekend was done and Y/N can continue working from her home office, she didn’t didn’t have any meetings to attend to in person, she was free. She was finishing up some files when the doorbell rang. Y/N got up and answered the door and she saw a huge bouquet of her favorite flowers (mine are peonies because of Blair Waldorf).

“Whats this?” Y/N asked and the bouquet of flowers were lowered to reveal a smiling Charles Leclerc. “Muñeco!”

“Mon ange!” Charles exclaimed, they entered her apartment and they hugged as soon as charles put the bouquet on the kitchen counter, he spun her around and out her back on the ground to leave her kisses all over her face. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, I thought you weren’t coming until tomorrow, did you come here straight from the airport?” Y/N asked, taking in Charles’s hoodie and baggy jeans,

“Yes I did. I stopped by the florist first, obviously.” Charles said, gesturing to the bouquet,

“They’re beautiful.” Y/N said. “What brings you here?”

“Because I wanted to tell you up something important. I know we haven’t been dating for a long time but I have never felt this strongly about someone, I love you, te amo, estoy enamorado de ti (i am in love with you).” Charles said. Y/N starts tearing up,

“Ay muñeco, yo también te amo.” Y/N said, hugging him. “Je suis amoureux de toi.” Now it was Charles’s turn to tear up, she just told him she was in love with him too. They kissed.

“I fall in love with you more and more each day, I can’t get enough of you, how do you do that?” Charles asked, brushing Y/N’s hair back. Y/N just shrugged.

“That’s that me espresso.” Y/N said and both of them laughed, Charles pulled Y/N onto the couch and started talking about where to go out today,

The End

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Move to Miami

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: after the Miami Grand Prix, Charles meets a wonderful woman that would make him consider moving to the states

Warning: the usual spelling and grammatical errors, this is based off "Move to Miami" by Enrique Iglesias featuring Pitbull

A/N: LANDO WON THE MIAMI GRAND PRIX!!!!! I cried, I cried so many times hearing him win, watching the edits people have made, the McLaren post of Lando jumping on the team, I was so emotional! I mean i cried when I couldn’t watch it live, I had to go to YouTube for live commentary, I am so happy he won!!!!

After doing beach yoga for the Hilton hotel, Lando actually invited Y/N, the yoga instructor, to the Grand Prix.

"Are you sure? You don't have to invite me, I'm sure you have other people in mind." Y/N said.

"No, no, I insist. You said you've never seen a race before and you're a big fan. I can even pick you up so you could be my personal guest." Lando said.

"All right, sounds great, I'll be rooting for you and for Ferrari." Y/N said, hugging Lando before she went to roll her yoga mat. She made it to the hotel so she could change and put her sneakers on before heading over to Juice and Java for a sandwich and a smoothie.

What Y/N did not know is that a certain Ferrari driver was also heading to Juice and Java. Both were walking from opposite directions but Charles opened the door first, letting Y/N pass.

"After you." Charles said.

"Thank you." Y/N said, walking in to the cafe with Charles walking right behind her. She turned her head. "Oh my god, you're Charles, I'm a big fan, really, I'm Y/N." Y/N said.

"Thank you, always great meeting a fan." Charles said.

"Yeah, I am so excited for the Grand Prix, like you don't even know. Am I talking a lot? I tend to ramble when I'm excited or nervous, and honestly seeing you here makes me feel both emotions." Y/N admitted.

"You are talking a lot, but I find the rambling cute." Charles said, making Y/N blush. She was up next to order.

"Hi, how are you?...I'm good, can I get a blueberry, banana, and strawberry smoothie, a chicken caesar wrap, and a Nutella crepe please...yeah that's it, thank you." Y/N said. Charles also said his order and stood beside Y/N.

"You mind if I eat with you?" Charles asked. There was something about Y/N that drew him in.

"I don't mind at all. Lets find us a table." Y/N said, they chose a table away from the windows. Y/N's order was called up first and then Charles, they sat back down.

"So you're a fan of Formula 1?" Charles asked, taking a sip of his juice.

"Yes actually, big Ferrari fan. By the way, not a fan of the new livery." Y/N said, taking a bite of her wrap.

"Why not? Ferrari should be red." Charles said.

"Yeah, but you guys were teasing how Azzurro la plata and Azzurro dino are historical blue shades, making homage to the North American Racing Team, so you'd think that for Miami only, the new livery would look like that, all white with azzurro la plata details." Y/N said, sipping her smoothie.

"You are right, I can't lie, but I am also under contract so as far as Scuederia Ferrari knows, i love the new livery." Charles said, eating his wrap.

"You mean Scuderia Ferrari HP." Y/N teased.

"Ugh, don't remind me. That livery has so many blue HP logos, what is the point of having the blue background on a red car?" Charles argued.

"The fans have been saying the same thing! A transparent background with just the white lettering of HP would have been just fine." Y/N said.

"So what is it that you do?" Charles asked.

"Oh, I'm a yoga instructor, I actually did the Hilton yoga thing with Lando." Y/N said,

"Really? That's cool, are you going to the race?" Charles asked.

"i am! Lando heard me say I never been to a race so he gave me a pass, I'll be his personal guest for race weekend. I'm sure I'll see you around the paddock." Y/N said.

However, Charles did not truly see her until the celebration in a Miami club. Y/N was dancing to a reggaeton song, truly having a good time, drinking with Lando.

"Thanks for inviting me Lando! I am so proud that you won your first race, and that it was my first time watching one in person, you made me cry." Y/N exclaimed over the music, hugging him tightly because she is an affectionate Latina.

"Thank you for coming! I loved hanging out with you." Lando said. Y/N kissed his cheek befire she started dancing some more, Charles watching her every move, just mesmerized by the way she moves to the music, you won't find women like her in Monaco, that's for sure. Charles took a shot of tequila before going up to Y/N and tapping her on the shoulder, she turned around.

"Charles! Its so good to see you, congratulations on P3, you did so well considering what happened during practice." Y/N told him, hugging him really tightly. "Wanna dance with me?"

"I'm afraid if i dance with you, i'll never want to leave Miami." Charles said, flirting a bit, Y/N giggled.

"Well we wouldn't want that now do we?" Y/N teased.

"I don't know, I think I'm willing to move. Theres good food, good music, a bigger population than Monaco, obviously." Charles said and Y/N laughed.

"Well there's also alligators and crocodiles, hurricanes, i don't think you're built for Florida, guapo." Y/N said.

"Would you consider moving to Monaco?" Charles asked.

"Oh i would LOVE to live in Monaco, but I am broke as fuck." Y/N said.

"Then live with me." Charles said.

"Hold on, espera un tantito, we just met, at least buy me dinner." Y/N joked.

"Mm, we leave tomorrow morning. If you give me your number we could do long distance." Charles said.

"Are you serious? You are willing to do a long distance...whatever this is, with me? Are you drunk?" Y/N asked.

"No, but your body got me tipsy." Charles flirted again.

"I'm serious Lord Perceval." Y/N said.

"I would like to explore this, I haven't had luck dating in Monaco, maybe it was time to explore elsewhere, and where else than Miami." Charles states.

"Fine, don't make me regret this." Y/N said. Charles gave her his phone and she put her number and a contact photo from her instagram. "I made you follow me on Insta by the way." Y/N gave Charles his phone back.

"You won't regret it, I swear." Charles said.

7 Months Later

Charles was in his hotel room after media day, December 5. He decided to FaceTime his long distance girlfriend.

"Hello, mon ange, how are you?" Charles asked.

"Guapo, isn't it like 11pm over there? Go to bed, you have practice tomorrow." Y/N said.

"But i wanted to talk to you, how was your day?" Charles asked.

"Its been fine, I'm just doing Christmas shopping, my niece wants legos but my cousin didn't specify which one and I am this close to getting her a McLaren lego set." Y/N said.

"McLaren? Why not Ferrari?" Charles asked.

"Ferrari is all sold out, mi amor, so McLaren it is until that freaking payasa se digna a contestar el pinche teléfono." Y/N said.

"You know, speaking of Christmas, my winter break is coming up in a few days. How do you feel about me spending the break with you in Miami?" Charles asked,

"Wait, really? But what about your family?" Y/N asked.

"I told her that you don't have the luxury to travel with me so I think she's okay with me spending some time in Miami with you. And so is Andrea as long as I am keeping up with my workouts and diet plan." Charles said.

"Wow, thats amazing. Do you still have that craqzy idea of moving to Miami?" Y/N asked.

"I mean, under normal circumstances, I would never leave Monaco because of my mom, but a certain beautiful angel makes me consider moving every time I speak with her." Charles said and Y/N laughed.

"Que cursi, but that's super sweet of you to say, I must give you some credit. Now please go to bed." Y/N said.

"I'll be dreaming of you, goodnight, mon ange." Charles said.

"Goodnight, guapo." Y/N said and hung up the phone. Who knew teaching yoga with Lando would lead to all of this.

The End

Hope y'all liked it, just a little quick blurb to keep me busy and entertained. Read part 2 of Meeting the Family if you haven't done so, I wrote a little more to it.

Hi, I was wondering if you could make a Xavier or Ajax x reader fic where it's the reader's Quinceañera and she ask Xavier or Ajax to be her chambelan.

That’s adorable!!!!! For my quinceañera, I had my brother be my escort, 0 chambelanes. But for my cousins quinceañera, they would have like 4 chambelanes to do the dance and what not. The reader is going to ask Ajax to be her chambelan. And this way I can get used to writing for Ajax because Ajax doesn’t have much fanfics so if you have any more Ajax requests, send them!

Quinceañera

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x Platonic Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N is having a quinceañera: Y/N didn’t want chambelanes, her mom wanted Y/N’s cousins to be chambelanes, so they compromised and her mom let Y/N choose who would be her chambelanes.

A/N: I AM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG TO FINISH THIS!! It was originally supposed to be asking both of them but after being on twitter, it will just be Ajax.

Y/N was in kitchen table with her mom going over the plans for the Quinceañera.

“Mi vida, i know you already invited your friends from Nevermore pero mija, te falta escoger tu chambelán!” Y/N’s mom said.

“Cuando me regresas a escuela, I’ll ask Ajax if he wants to be my chambelán, I already agreed to do a dance, it has to be Ajax or I’m walking alone.” Y/N said.

“Okay fine, ask your noviecito, but you have to waltz with your cousins and your tíos as well as your dad.” Y/N’s mom said.

“Está bien, me llevas a escuela?” Y/N asked.

“Yeah, get your bag.” Y/N’s mom said. On the car ride back to Nevermore, Y/N’s mom was calling people to finalize the flower arrangements, the DJ, catering, the venue, and the dress to pick it up. Y/N’s mom got through the gates of Nevermore and stopped the car. “Also please teach them to waltz! You chose ‘this is love’ from the freaking Cinderella movie so you’re dancing that with your boyfriend, you’re dancing ‘no crezcas más’ with your dad, and ‘perfect’ by Ed Sheeran with your tíos, primos, and brother (which is something that actually happened and now Perfect gives me “war flashbacks” and “PTSD”).

“Está bien, mami. Te aviso quienes son para comprar el chaleco y corbata que combinen con el vestido (okay, mom. I’ll let you know what he says so we can buy the tie and vest that match the dress). I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Y/N said, leaving the car. She went to their dorm that she shared with Enid and Wednesday.

“There you are! How was your day with your mom? Are you guys almost finished planning the quinceañera? What dress should I wear?” Enid was asking Y/N.

“A cocktail dress would be great, Enid, my dress will be (your favorite color) so don’t choose that color and you should be fine.” Y/N said,

“I remember mi quinceañera, my dress was all black and my father was crying when he gave a speech, all the relatives came, my parents certainly enjoyed themselves.” Wednesday said.

“That’s good, I have to choose a chambelán because my mom wants me to have an escort so I’m going to ask Ajax.” Y/n said,

“He will say yes because you two are dating, Ajax would do anything for you.” Enid said.

“We’ll see what happens, hopefully he says yes because I don’t want my mom to pick one of my cousins to be my escort.” Y/N said,

The next day it was Monday and everyone was on the quad for breakfast. Y/N ran behind Ajax and jumped on his back (mainly because I’m 5’3) and Ajax shifted a little but held Y/N.

“Good morning, my Little koala, did you need something?” Ajax asked looking at her. Ajax let Y/N down and now she was in front of Ajax and Kent.

“See you later, Ajax.” Kent said as he walked away to catch up with Divina.

“I had something to ask you, amor. Since I’m having a quinceañera, I was wondering if you would like to be my chambelán. My mom wants my ‘cousins’ to be chambelanes but I don’t really like them that much, but I love you and my mom said it was okay if you can be my chambelán! It’s nothing really, we don’t have to do a special dance or anything, just a waltz/slow dance, you’ll have to wear a tie that matches my dress and get fitted for a suit, but other than that…” Y/N was caught off by a kiss from Ajax.

“Sweetheart, relax, i would love to be your chambelán.” Ajax said.

“Papito, you sure you want to?” Y/N asked.

“Of course, mama! I’d do anything for you. When is your quince again?” Ajax asked.

“It’s in two weeks, if you don’t know how to waltz, I’ll teach you, thank you so much.” Y/N said hugging her boyfriend,

“No problem.” Ajax said.

“Perfect, I’ll let my mom know so she can take us to get your suit fitted.” Y/N said and she walked away. Enid then came to talk to Ajax when he talked first.

“Have you met Y/N’s mom?” Ajax asked.

“In passing, she seems nice.” Enid said.

After classes, Ajax and Y/N were in the backseat while Y/N’s mom was driving to the men’s warehouse with her purse in the passenger seat. Y/N’s mom was yelling on the phone, which was on the car speaker via Bluetooth.

“A ver, ya le dije que no quería los centros de mesa así!! Deberían tener flores del mismo color que su vestido, luces pequeños, y mariposas. Acaso hizo eso? No verdad! Hablamos más tarde, tengo que ir a la tienda para que el chambelán de Y/N puede medir unos trajes, chau (Look, i already told you that i didn’t want the centerpieces like that! They’re supposed to have flowers the same color as her dress, fairy lights, and butterflies. By any chance did you do that? No, right? We’ll talk later, I have to go to the shop so Y/N’s chambelán can try on and pick out his suit, bye).” Y/N’s mom, Alma, hung up and the car continued playing ‘Un Poco De Tu Amor’ by RBD.

“I thought Enid said your mom was nice?” Ajax whispered to Y/N.

“She is!” Y/N said. “Just not that nice on the phone.”

“Okay, we’re here, let’s go.” Alma then unlocked the car so they can get out.

“Yeah my mom picks a lot of fights over the phone (true story) but she’s going to love you, Ajax. Just look at the suits, my mom will probably pick out the suit for you to wear though.” Y/N said, entering the store. They literally had to get out of Jericho. Ajax walked behind her (I am this close to writing an imagine based off the ‘walk ‘em like a dog’ trend on TikTok) and started looking around the store.

“Okay boys, I am either thinking of a black or gray suit with the vest and tie matching the dress of my niña adorada preciosa.” Alma said.

“That sounds good, what color is her dress?” Ajax asked.

“The color is (your favorite color) so you need that color tie and vest. Y/N Can pick them out for you, I’m sure if you ask one of the workers, they’ll help.” Alma said. Ajax began looking at the racks to find their size of suit.

“I Don’t know what my size is.” Ajax said.

“Then we will ask someone to measure you, it’s no problem.” Alma said and she started looking for a worker. “Hi, yes, excuse me, Can you measure him? We’re picking out a suit for a quinceañera.”

“Ay, que maravilloso, de que color es su vestido (marvelous, what color is her dress)?” The worker asked.

“Es ____, usted tiene chalecos y corbatas de ese color, verdad (It’s ____, you have vests and ties in that color, right)?” Alma asked.

“Claro que si lo tenemos, ahorita tomo sus medidas y busco eso para ustedes (of course we do, I’ll take his measurements now and I’ll look for you guys).” The worker said, “okay so you, puppy eyes, i recommend you go through this rack, they are all in your size, hopefully you’ll like the style, I’ll be right back with the vests and ties.” The worker said.

“Puppy eyes?” Ajax asked. Y/N moved closer and look at him in his eyes.

“Aw, you do” Y/N giggled and Ajax blushed. “Maybe I shouldn’t be calling you Papito, I’ll call you perrito now” Y/N giggled and Ajax started tickling her.

“No no no, if I’m calling you, mama, you’re calling me Papito, deal?” Ajax asked.

“Alright, deal.” Y/N said and they kissed.

“Ay, Don’t do that in front of me, soy tu madre, i Don’t need to see that.” Alma said looking at the rack the worker chose for Ajax. Alma then took out a black two-piece suit. “He would look great in this, don’t you think so, mija?”

“Yeah mom, the Black will make the vest and tie pop,” Y/N said. Ajax took the suit until he realized something.

“I need a dress shirt too.” Ajax said. Alma looked for a white one in his size and gave it to him.

“Okay, try it on with corbata y todo, we will look for shoes later, if you are going to be dating my daughter, you need a suit, we get invited to many formal things.” Alma said, handing everything to Ajax. Ajax tried on everything and came out the dressing room, he looked so good.

“I need a little help with the tie though.” Ajax said and Y/N went to him to tie it. “How do you know to tie a tie?”

“I went to a private school when I was younger, uniforms all the time, had to learn. And there it is, a perfect Windsor knot.” Y/N said, Turing him so Ajax could face the mirror.

“Wow, I look good.” Ajax said and Y/N giggled.

“Yeah you do, papito. Now take it off so we can look for dress shoes, my mom will pay for everything.” Y/N said.

“No way, I can’t let your mom do that. I’ll pay.” Ajax said (I know a lot of people Headcanon that Ajax isn’t rich BUT I’m saying he is old money rich, that he comes from the Zafeiriou family, the wealthiest family in all of Greece, they are the equivalent to the Young Family in Crazy Rich Asians. His mom was born a Zafeiriou but married a Petropolus, who’s actually new money)

“Are you sure? I don’t want your parents to be like ‘why are you spending so much money?’ You know?” Y/N said.

“It’s fine, don’t worry. Just let her know.” Ajax said.

“Okay. Mami, dice Ajax que él va a pagar.” Y/N told her mom.

“Okay, great, let’s go look for some shoes for you.” Alma said. They went to the shoe section did their thing, Ajax tried it with the suit pants, it looked good, Ajax paid, and Alma dropped them off at school.

“You think you can teach me how to waltz?” Ajax asked.

“I guess i Can, we’ll practice in your dorm.” Y/N said, they went to his dorm and Y/N played the song that they were going to dance to. “So follow my lead, okay? It’s one, two, three, we either do a box like this.” Y/N demonstratives “or the regular way with one foot change. Think of Belle’s and Beast’s dance.”

“Are you really telling me to think Disney right now?” Ajax asked.

“A little bit. So now let’s try for real.” Y/N said. They were dancing slowly at first so Ajax can get the rhythm down, once he did, they started following the pace of the song. “Wow, Ajax, you’re doing really well.”

“Thank you! Guess I’m a fast learner.” Ajax says as they continue to dance. When the song stopped, they were looking in each other’s eyes and Ajax leaned down and kissed her softly. “Can’t wait to see you on your quince.”

“Me neither.” Y/N says.

The two weeks have passed, Y/N is getting her hair and makeup done at her house by one of her mom’s friends.

“Mami, is the venue set up like you asked?” Y/N asked.

“Of course my darling, your dad is right there with your abuela making sure everything is perfect. Teresa is almost done with your makeup. The hair looks wonderful, Tere,” Alma said.

“Thank you, hope you like It.” Teresa said, giving Y/N the mirror

“I love it.” Y/N said, then Alma helped Y/N get into her dress. Alma drove to the party.

“Stay here for a little bit, Ajax is on his way.” Alma said. Two minutes later, Ajax walked through the door wearing a beanie that matched her dress, Y/N smiled.

“You look beautiful, my love.” Ajax said.

“Thank you, you ready to do this?” Y/N asked.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” Y/N said,

“Damas y caballeros, aplausos para la quinceañera Y/N L/N y su chambelán, el novio, Ajax Petropolus.” The DJ announced and they walked through the doors, everyone staring at them

The DJ played ‘This is Love’ and Ajax and Y/N began to waltz until the song was over. Then she danced with her dad, uncles, and guy cousins until she finally go to sit down and be with Ajax.

“Didn’t realize your family was so big.” Ajax said.

“Yeah, some came from the home country.” Y/N said.

“Wow, they must really love, just like how I love you.” Ajax said, kissing Y/N.

“Thank you for being my chambelán. I wouldn’t know what I would do if you had said no.” Y/N said,

“Keep begging me until I said yes.” Ajax commented.

“I actually would have, yeah.” Y/N said giggling. Then one of her favorite songs played. “Ooh, dance with me? My mom will be bugging me all night if I don’t dance.”

“Anything for you.” Ajax said as he got up to dance with Y/N.

The End

Ajax info: why did Ajax not know is size and why was he buying new formal clothes if he probably has some? Most of his formal events are back in Greece, so all his fancy clothes and suits are in Greece, he doesn’t remember the sizes. Why is he learning how to waltz? Ajax took ballroom dancing classes when he was younger but he doesn’t want Y/N to know that. His parents were married in Greece and moved to Jericho. They are very wealthy gorgons, everyone in Athens knew who and what they were but they were still adored by the public since they have been there for GENERATIONS, making so much money, investing, running companies, Ajax was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but he’s not spoiled or entitled. His parents knew that if Ajax was raised in Greece, he will turn out as bratty as his cousins so they moved to Jericho and now Ajax is the sweet, shy, and sensitive gorgon we all know and love.

Also; my fictional universe for Xavier Thorpe is COMPLETELY DIFFERENT from my fictional universe for Ajax Petropolus x Hispanic!Reader fanfics

Hey can you continue the Charles x reader and Alexandra’s story like the reader belly is growing and maybe gender reveal and baby shopping and stuff liken that please

Change of plans; the Charlex x reader x Alexandra story will continue but through requests. If you have and idea for a new "chapter", send it in

Congratulations, It's A...

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Latina!Reader x Alexandra Saint Mleux

Summary: The happy throuple throw a gender reveal party and when they find out the gender, they go shopping

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

Y/N was 12 weeks (3 months) pregnant and Charles, being the man he is, is very involved in the pregnancy to make up for the fact he won't be in Monaco most of the time because of racing.

"Charles, you don't have to do that." Y/N says, giggling at Charles, who is behing the camera taking a picture of Y/N and her baby belly from the side.

"Of course i have to do! How else are we going to track the baby's growth?" Charles asked. Alexandra nodded

"We are making a scrapbook of your pregnancy, ma pappilon. It will be nice to look back on this, you know? I called to make an appointment with the OB/GYN to know the gender." Alexandra said.

"Seriously? Thats not for another 2 months." Y/N said

"To be safe, the appointment is 10 weeks from now.” Alexandra said.

“Do you want to throw a gender reveal party, Mon ange?” Charles asked, brushing Leo’s fur after his bath.

“I mean… i want to include the family, that’s for sure. I mean, despite my parents being in the states, it’s be nice to have a big event like that.” Y/N said, moving to pet Leo, the blonde dachshund licking her palm.

“We could have the party in 12 weeks! That would give us enough time to organize the party after the doctor’s appointment and have the cake ready with pink or blue, and it would give your parents plenty of time to come to Monaco.” Alexandra said.

“Doesn’t that sound great, Mon coeur?” Charles asked, putting Leo down on the floor.

“It does sound great…but I don’t think my parents will be able to get vacation time for a gender reveal.” Y/N confessed.

“We’ll see what we can do.” Alexandra said.

The next 10 weeks went by fast, Charles taking 2 more pictures of Y/N’s growing stomach, and they were currently on the way to the OB/GYN while Alexandra was taking photos for a Coach campaign.

“Did we have to stop for crepes?” Charles asked, looking at Y/N eating a Nutella crepe with strawberries, bananas, brownie bits, crushed Oreos, and chocolate syrup, her SECOND crepe.

“Be nice to me! I’m carrying your child.” Y/N said, taking another bite of her crepe, ending up with chocolate syrup on her nose.

“I am being nice, Mon ange, but we’re going to be late.” Charles said, passing Y/N a napkin.

“Well you’re the F1 driver, muñeco, im sure you can make it.” Y/N said with a smile, wiping the chocolate off while looking in the visor mirror.

He in fact did make it, 5 minutes early too. Y/N finished the crepe and threw out the trash before heading in the building with Charles following behind. They made it to the office, signed in, and waited for their name to be called. When called, they went in and waited for the doctor.

“Hello, Y/N, Mr. Leclerc, whats the reason for your visit?” The doctor asked.

“We wanted to find out the gender of the baby, but can you write the gender and put it in an envelope?” Y/N asked.

“Planning a gender reveal, I see.” The doctor commented before lifting Y/N’s shirt to add the gel for her ultrasound.

“Yes, we’re doing a cake reveal.” Charles answered. The doctor smiled and she turned the monitor away from Y/N and Charles so they won’t find out the gender. The doctor takes the ultrasound “wand” and places it on the gelled area if Y/N’s stomach and views the baby on the monitor.

“Your baby looks healthy, you’re doing a good job, the pregnancy is going well as far as I can see.” The doctor said, Y/N and Charles smiles. The doctor writes down the gender of the baby and puts it inside an envelope, handing it to Charles.

“Thank you, we will see you for her next appointment,” Charles says, wiping off the gel and helping Y/N get off the bed.

Once they left, Charles drove to a bakery, showed them a photo of what Y/N wanted for the gender reveal cake, told them how he wanted the cake (because sometimes there are cakes where the center is the color and others where the whole cake is the color) and gave them the envelope. He called his mother to invite her and his brothers to the gender reveal party, if they had time to attend, obviously.

After her Coach campaign, Alexandra called her friend, who is a party planner, to buy gender reveal party decorations. When she made it home, she found Y/N watching a movie with Leo on her lap.

“Hola bebé, how was your appointment?” Alexandra asked, greeting Y/N with a kiss.

“It went well, the baby is healthy, I had crepes, all good.” Y/N said, putting Leo on the floor so he could greet Alexandra properly. Alexandra crouches down to greet Leo.

“Where’s Charles?” Alexandra asked.

“He went out to buy food. How was the Coach campaign?” Y/N asked.

“Amazing! I got to choose which bag to keep for myself and here it is! Isn’t it beautiful? I love this color.” Alexandra said, showing Y/N the burgundy bag.

“It’s gorgeous! It will go with everything.” Y/N said and both girls turned around to face the door when they heard the sounds of keys jangling. Leo starts wagging his tail and gets closer to the door when it opens and reveals Charles carrying take out bags.

“Mes trois cœurs together, perfect, let’s eat.” Charles says, kissing both Y/N and Alexandra before placing the bags on the kitchen table, Leo following close behind. They ate together and made plans to go out tomorrow before Charles leaves for race weekend.

2 weeks later, Alexandra was guiding a blindfolded Y/N into the backyard (?) of Marta and Riccardo.

“Mi reina, why do i have to be blindfolded?” Y/N asked.

“Because I want this to be a surprise. We’re almost there.” Alexandra said and once they made it, she stood Y/N in front of the banner and took off the blindfold. Y/N brought her hands to her face and gasped,

“Omg, it looks beautiful!” Y/N exclaimed, turning to hug and Alexandra and also hugged Marta and Riccardo, who are holding their baby son. “Thank you so much for letting us throw the party here.”

“Of course, Y/N! We have a big place, share the same friends, it is our honor to host it,” Riccardo said

“How far along are you?” Marta asked.

“24 weeks now.” Y/N answered, holding her stomach

“You’re glowing.” Marta commented. Y/N smiled and walked away, she saw Leo running around with Chiara and another child, Charles was talking to Joris, Guizou, and Nicolas, the snack table had cupcakes, frosted sugar cookies, and candy. There was music playing softly and Charles eyes locked with Y/N’s, he excused himself and kissed Y/N.

“Mon ange. Do you like how everything turned out?” Charles asked.

“I do! It looks great, thank you. Now, it’s there actual food and not just snacks?” Y/N asked. Charles chuckled.

“Of course, it’s in the kitchen along with the cake.” Charles said, walking Y/N to the kitchen, she served herself some food before going to the backyard and mingling with the other party guests. She was happily eating when she heard a familiar voice.

“Mira que tan Grande está tu panza.” Macarena said (Look how big your stomach is). She turned around and saw her parents.

“Mami, papi!” Y/N exclaimed, hugging her parents. “Que hacen aquí?” (What are you doing here?)

“Crees que íbamos a perder de esto? Como has estado, princesa?” Jorge asked (did you think we were going to miss this? How have you been?)

Y/N started catching up with her parents. An hour later, the music was lowered and Joris and Riccardo carried out the gender reveal cake and placed it on the empty table that Marta and Alexandra set up. Charles and Alexandra got close to the table and waved Y/N over.

“Okay ladies and gentleman, we are going to have a…” Charles spoke while Y/N cut the cake, she put the slice on a paper plate.

“A girl!” The three of them shouted and they hugged each other before the boys hugged Charles, congratulating him and the girls did the same with Y/N.

“Now that you know she’s going to be a girl, what are you going to name her?” Marta asked. Y/N placed a hand on her stomach and looked at Charles smiling with Joris.

“I have an idea,” Y/N said smiling.

The End

It’s a girl!! Hope y’all liked it!

Paddington Bear

Paring: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: When Xavier accidentally breaks Y/N childhood teddy bear

Warning: spelling errors, hidden Disney references

A/N: a few weeks back, there were a lot of requests to different Xavier writings to sorts a fanfic where Xavier breaks Y/N’s teddy bear but then gives her a new teddy bear that smells like Xavier so I decided to do my own version of it, requests are OPEN

Y/N was getting ready for her date with Xavier when she heard a knock on the door. Y/N opened the door and saw Xavier looking all nice.

“You ready for our date?” Xavier asked

“Yeah, just let me get my jacket, you can wait inside, Yoko is out with Divina.” Y/N said as she went to get a jacket from her closet. Xavier sat on Y/N’s bed and noticed a cute teddy bear wearing a blue coat. Xavier decided to carry the bear.

“Who’s this little guy?” Xavier asked, playing with the bear.

“His name is Paddington.” Y/N said, taking the bear from his hands and putting him back on his spot on the bed.

“You named the bear Paddington?” Xavier asked.

“First of all, I’m hurt. Second, you have never read the Paddington bear books when you were younger? You have never seen the Paddington movies that came out years ago?” Y/N asked.

“I feel like I should say yes…but I haven’t.” Xavier said hesitantly.

“We are so watching those movies next weekend. Come on, let’s go eat.” Y/N said, they both walked out of her dorm and got into an Uber to go eat at a Chinese restaurant, the Paper Lantern.

“So why Paddington?” Xavier asked.

“Dude, Paddington bear is literally the spectacled bear from Peru, making him a cute little Latino bear. Besides, his uncle Pastuzo died in an earthquake, his aunt Lucy sent Paddington to London with a little tags that says ‘please look after this bear’ like what happens when kids are sent to a different place for refuge where they have no family. His aunt went to a retirement home for bears in Lima. My parents read me the books when I was younger because my mom was also sent to the states when she was younger with the tag ‘please look after me’ so my mom related to Paddington. My ‘grandma’ bought my mom the Paddington books and the teddy bear you see in my room. My dad came to the states when he was an adult and he had family that also went to the states.” Y/N explained.

“So the bear has sentimental value?” Xavier asked

“A lot of sentimental value, Paddington represents my mom’s hardships. Anyway, he’s a very special bear. Do you want to get wonton soup? I definitely know I do.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, we can get the soup. I want the Moo goo gai pan.” Xavier said.

“Half chicken with lobster fried rice is good.” Y/N said, they ordered their food, had a good time, and went back to Nevermore. “One of these days, Xavier, you will appreciate Paddington as much as I do. Good night.” Y/N said, kissing his cheek.

“Goodnight, sweetheart.” Xavier said kiss her softly before leaving to go to his dorm.

The next day, Y/N was out shopping with Enid, Yoko, Divina, Wednesday, and Enid’s wolf friends. Xavier entered her dorm room, wanting to leave flowers on her bed as little romantics gesture. The bad thing is that Xavier didn’t know there was a bee in the flowers so he grabbed the closest thing on Y/N’s bed. Xavier thought it was a pillow, and began swatting the bee, hitting the ‘pillow’ against every surface he saw the bee until he finally killed it.

“Yes! I got it, ha! Take that, bee!” Xavier said. But only then he realized what he really grabbed. It was Paddington Bear and sadly, he didn’t resemble a bear anymore. The seams were ripped, the bear’s stuffing was everywhere, Paddington Bear was now scraps of fuzzy fluffy fabric. “Oh shit, oh shit, Y/N’s gonna kill me, this can’t be happening, oh my fucking god!” Xavier was now panicking and decided to call Ajax to come into the room. Ajax entered and saw the crime scene.

“Ooh, Y/N’s gonna kill you!” Ajax said, lowkey laughing at Xavier’s expense.

“Oh no, You’re an accessory now, how the fuck am I supposed to fix this?” Xavier asked.

“Dude, it’s a stuffed bear, I’m sure Y/N would be totally fine with a new one.” Ajax said.

“No she won’t! This Paddington is special, it represents the time her mother came to the states as a child, this bear needs to be saved.” Xavier said, grabbing Ajax’s collar to pull him close, signaling that Xavier is being dead serious.

“Okay, chill, how do you explain… ‘bearicide’?” Ajax asked.

“There was a bee on the flowers I bought Y/N, I thigh the I grabbed her pillow but I grabbed the bear. It was totally unintentional bearicide!” Xavier exclaimed. Ajax and Xavier were too busy arguing to notice that Y/N and Yoko walked into the dorm.

“What the hell happened here?” Y/N asked looking at Xavier and Ajax. It was then Y/N noticed the stuffing on the floor and Paddington’s body in Xavier’s hand. “What the hell did you do?!?” Y/N asked the boys angrily so Xavier and Ajax started giving her explanations at the same time. “Stop it! Xavier, tell me what happened.”

“Okay so I bough you flowers, right? They’re right here, here you go, now, there was a bee in the bouquet, I didn’t realized it, I garbed something off your bed, I thought it was a pillow, i couldn’t really tell because I was busy swatting the bee, finally killed it, and then I realized it was Paddington, I’m really sorry, Y/N, I swear I am.” Xavier said, looking at Y/N carefully. Y/N out the flowers down on her nightstand.

“Thank you for the flowers, you two need to get out, I need some time alone, okay.” Y/N said, going to her bed.

“You heard the woman, get out.” Yoko said, practically shoving Ajax and Xavier out the dorm and closed the door.

“She hates me, doesn’t she?” Xavier asked Ajax.

“I Don’t think she hates you, she needs time, I mean after all, you murdered her bear, I’m gonna go hang with Enid now.” Ajax said as he was about to walk away but Xavier grabbed him by his hood.

“Oh no you don’t, you’re helping me fix this.” Xavier said, dragging Ajax to his dorm. Xavier then went to his laptop to look up the bear. “Okay, so the original Paddington Bear is sold on some website in London, costs about 200 euros. That’s like what, a little bit over 200 bucks.”

“It doesn’t ship internationally.” Ajax said.

“Well the other Paddington bears are brown, it looks completely different.” Xavier said. “Ugh, I don’t know what to do, Y/N probably won’t speak to me for days.”

“You Don’t know that.” Ajax said.

But Xavier was right, Y/N did not speak to him. But after school, Xavier had an idea. He went to Y/N’s dorm again and saw the pieces of Paddington on her table. Xavier out them in a bag and went to a place where they restore toys. He went in a talked to the owner, out all the pieces on Paddington on the table and showed him a photo of the bear before he got ruined.

“Is there any chance you can restore this bear?” Xavier asked the owner.

“I Can restore this vintage Paddington bear, the only problem is that it’s very expensive, looks like the poor bear went through the wood chipper.” The owner said,

“Okay fine, name your price.” Xavier said.

“It will be $185 for a complete restoration.” The owner said.

“Done. I’ll pay with card.” Xavier said,

“Thank you son, the bear should be done by tomorrow.” The owner said. Xavier thanked him and left the store. He was walking around Jericho when he saw bear on display. A cute bear with light brown fur, hazel eyes, a paint stained smock, and an artist’s palette holding a paintbrush. Xavier walked in the toy store.

“Excuse me sir, how much is the bear at the window?” Xavier asked the person working the register.

“Cute bear isn’t it? It’s 45 dollars.” The guy said.

“I’ll take the bear.” Xavier said and paid the man. Walking out, he bought another bouquet of flowers, double checking to see there are no bees, no bees in the bouquet, some of Y/N’s favorite candies, and necklace with his initial. He set the basket up all nice, spraying his cologne on the bear, and knocked in Y/N’s door.

“Hi Xavier. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Y/N asked.

“So I know what I did to Paddington was really bad, BUT I took him to get restored so he’ll be good as new. But for the meantime, here are some apology gifts.” Xavier said, showing Y/N the basket. Y/N took the basket, placed it on her bed, and opened it.

“You got me another bear?” Y/N asked, she held the bear to her face and smiled when she noticed his cologne on the bear. “Oh my gosh, Xavier, it looks so cute, he’s literally a mini you.” Y/N said, hugging Xavier.

“Yeah, i saw him in the display window in Jericho and I thought ‘this would be perfect’ and I bought it. You can name him whatever you want, and I hope you’ll sleep with him until I bring Paddington back.” Xavier said.

“I Don’t sleep with Paddington, but i like the sentiment. Thanks for the candies, the necklace is beautiful. I’m sorry I ignored you today…it’s just I literally told you the story to Paddington and then you pulled that shit. But I’m so glad that you’re restoring him, that must’ve cost a fortune.” Y/N said.

“Kinda, almost 200 bucks, but you’re worth it.” Xavier said, kissing Y/N softly. “Want to go to the Paper Lantern again?”

“I’d love to, I’ll just set Benny down.” Y/N said said, setting down her new bear, Benny.

“Is his name Benny because of my babysitter’s a vampire or because of Ben Barnes?” Xavier asked.

“Is it bad if I say Ben Barnes?” Y/N asked.

“Oh, hilarious, let’s go before I remind you why I’m hotter than Ben Barnes, don’t laugh, just humor me.” Xavier said.

“Okay, okay, you’re hotter than Ben Barnes.” Y/N said,

“Thank you for saying that with a straight face, now let’s go,” Xavier said with his hand on his chest

The End