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#Strange- a tol City boy and a smol country girl
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Mirabel woke from her slumber with a tender stretch and rolled over to drape over the man she'd been married to for the past couple of years. She genuinely never thought she'd be so lucky to find someone perfecto for her. Where she was a little scattered and outspoken, he was calculative and quiet. He complimented her physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Her alma gemela.
What's more, is he had blessed her with the little one that was sleeping away in the bassinet next to her side of the bed. She was genuinely surprised Julieta hadn't snuck into her room this morning to take her grandbaby up to spend the quiet morning with her. Like she had done since she was born. Mirabel leaned her head on her husband's broad chest, feeling the warm skin against her caramel colored cheek. A sigh escaped her lips as his heart calmly beat in her ear. Oh how she'd come to adore this sound, she couldn't sleep without the steady thudding of his corazon in her ear. She gazed up at his sleeping face, smiling as his nose scrunched a bit... that's how she knew he was about to wake up. He had some tells that she'd come to learn through the years- what would she have done... if she'd never gone to the city? If she just... stayed behind like they suggested?
It wasn't moments that they'd come to the city when Mirabel wandered to a fountain area- hearing the sounds of the most beautiful guitarra she'd ever heard. Her papa could play... and Tio Felix was pretty good with the tiple. But nothing compared to this sound she heard. She clambered up onto the lamppost to look over the busy fountain area of the city, her hazel eyes scanning the sea of people to fall on the singular man sitting casually, playing a beautifully designed guitarra. Plenty of young city girls surrounding him and swooning to his musica... he paid little to no mind to these girls, and played simply with his ojos closed. The musica coming from his heart- through his fingers that danced across the strings.
Mirabel's sweaty palms torturing her once more as she slipped from her grip on the lamppost and tumbled off of it with a thud. The musica instantly stopped and the next thing she knew, she was being helped up by the young man. The bitter catty city girls beckoning him back as though female cats in their way with a tom around. Calling her a 'country bumpkin' and an 'underdeveloped ninny'. He simply ignored her and turned his eyes towards her, looking beyond his golden glasses, a reddish-brown eye and a green mismatched eye met with her hazels... and immediately the young Madrigal was putty in his hands.
"Are you okay?" She was snapped out of her daze, noticing the mismatched hues were staring down at her now, no longer closed in slumber. She turned a bit pink and nodded gently "just remembering how we met" He gave her a charming smirk and kissed her forehead tenderly "you imagined me without my color contact, didn't you." he teased her, she always did. She hated that damn thing- and was glad it was left behind in the city when he came to live in Encanto with her. She loved his unique ojos... and he knew it. "get out of my head Manuel Oscar Suarez-Rojas-Madrigal!" She giggled and lightly slapped her palm against his shoulder, pushing herself up to leave.
Manuel wrapped his arms around Mirabel's midsection and pulled her over to him like a ragdoll and kept her in place against him. "Not a chance, I want to always be on your mind- just as you are always on mine" He cooed with his silver-tongue. Mirabel turned a brighter pink and wiggled "Not in front of Melody, Manuel!" she laughed as he started peppering kisses up her neck "she's asleep she wont even kn-" and just like on cue... Melody began to fuss. "Told you!" Mirabel giggled, after all... a mother always knows.
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