#christopher velez imagine

[evermoresversion]

Can you do one where the band has split up and Christopher is all sad and doesn’t know what to do, but then he meets the reader. He falls madly in love with her.

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙just like a dream, christopher vélez.﹚

PAIRING Christopher Vélez x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS A little bit of angst, fluff, y/n/n = your nickname.

SUMMARY You came into Christopher's life to repair something you hadn't broken.

SONG Mi medicina by CNCO.

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All the members of CNCO were saddened by the group's separation, but the one who was most affected was Christopher.

During the ceremony where he would be awarded his star on the Ecuadorian Walk of Fame, he felt strange; it was the first time he had attended an award ceremony without his friends who he considered brothers.

Although he was quite happy to be able to continue his career as a solo artist, the emptiness left by the four boys continued to be felt in his chest.

Until he met you one night in a bar, you, the person who managed to fill that void without even trying.

"I'm y/n." you introduced yourself with a shy smile and he smiled widely at you.

"I'm Christopher."

That night, after a couple of drinks the two shared your first kiss and he swore he touched the sky with his fingertips at that very moment.

Of course you two ended up exchanging numbers and one Thursday night you received a message.

"I'm in town, do you want to go to dinner?" You smiled when you saw his message and with a big smile, you responded.

"Of course."

He picked you up at your apartment and couldn't stop looking at you from the moment you walked out the door.

"You look gorgeous." He confessed once you were both inside the car and he started driving.

"You're a liar." You joked, looking at the road in front of you.

"I'm serious." He looked at you out of the corner of his eye and could notice the soft blush on your cheeks.

"Well, thank you, you look pretty handsome too."

After that night, you had a second kiss.

When you broke away from his lips you could see the big smile on his lips as his eyes sparkled as he looked at you.

You giggled, taking a couple of steps away from him towards the door of your apartment and your hands left his.

"So." You started as you brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast, doll."

You nodded and looked into his eyes as they looked at you with intensity and something that you couldn't deduce at that moment.

"Okay, okay, see you around, Chris."

"Good night, y/n/n."

From that first date many and many more followed until Christopher discovered himself totally and irrevocably in love with you.

Every time you were far away, he wished that when he pronounced your name you would appear next to him. Every second he wasn't with you was an eternity.

You had appeared when he was lost, and you gave him the best of yourself without asking for anything more.

"I love you." You murmured as your fingers gently traced his chin as you both lay on his bed after having “made love” as Christopher puts it.

He felt his heart flutter at your words and the only thing he thought to do was hold you to him and kiss you gently and affectionately.

Christopher pulled away a few millimeters to murmur against your lips.

"I love you even more."

You giggled as he laid you down on the bed and get on top of you to continue for a second round.

For a caress coming from you he would die. It was as if your mind and his were in tune, you were the reason that made his life happy.

He didn't know how or when but you had become his medicine and little by little you were healing him.

With you everything felt easier, as if it were just the two of you in the world and there were no more worries. Chris felt like he was dreaming.

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[mrsvelez]

Just a Dream

(This is my first time doing this, I apologize for any grammar mistakes as English is my second language!)

You really didn’t know how this happened. It was beyond your comprehension how your real life seemed like a dream. You hold on to your suitcase as if it’s the one grounding you, a sacred link to confirm reality, that this was in fact your life. The feeling of an out of body experience was interrupted by the nice SAT agent saying,

- hope you have a fun time at Miami, girl!

- Gracias… thank you!

The truth is, you hope this isn’t JUST fun. You hope it is heavenly, magnificent, life changing, incredible, painfully amazing weekend. After all, this is the first and last time you plan to travel to meet a “stranger” to have a weekend away. The dream really started weeks ago when you got a notification on Instagram. Probably one of your besties tagging you in another almost too inappropriate meme. But it was actually a message. HOLY SHIT. It was a message from him, Christopher Vélez. WHAT!!? You had almost completely forgot how a few weeks maybe even months ago you sent a drunken racy message to him, saying all the things you want to do to him… and he read it? And answered it? A few polite and funny DMs happened here and there, but then the more you texted the more you wanted from him. One day, you asked about a call but both of your schedules were off, so naturally you thought this wasn’t real, you were a victim of catfishing! Christopher had no option but sending you a video of him laughing at your less than classy written outburst, accusing him of not being THE Christopher Velez. After you received the short video, you lost your mind, screaming and jumping in your bed. Once you were able to recover your breathing, a twisted but delicious idea came to your mind. I would like to come and meet you at Miami, if that’s ok with you. Your whole body was shaking once you pressed sent. The three dots showed up almost immediately. How about next weekend? You heard your jaw hit the floor, and started making all kinds of planning. As an independent woman, you wanted to pay for all your expenses, but he insisted on covering the hotel room for 2 nights. Hotel room? As in 1? must be for me, of course you thought. But your subconscious was already playing some kinky scenarios in your sleep. Repeated images of endless possibilities of limbs, mouths and skin intertwined were abruptly interrupted by an alarm reminding passengers to keep track of their belongings and not to trust strangers. You took one look at your suitcase and laugh about its content - it would be pretty embarrassing if a stranger stole it and look at the skimpy content. Well, maybe not all strangers but, you know…

Looking around, seems like nobody noticed you squirming on your seat trying to alíviate the expectation building between your legs. You licked your lips one more time and grabbed your phone to play some music, maybe some Taylor Swift? On shuffle? First song - I Knew You Were Trouble. Skip. Why is my playlist already playing mind games on you? Then, Dress. Skip again. This feels personal. Next song, Death By A Thousand Cuts - ok, at least a humbling melody, preparing you for this experience to be over. It’s going to be a long flight…

The minute the plane touched ground, your heart moved from your chest to your mouth. There were no brain cells left, just pure unhinged lust. Your libido guided you to the closest restroom to get out of your comfy traveling black outfit into a silky slip on red dress, that you bought at the mall the next day after your decision to “visit” Miami. Your hair was looking somehow bouncy man’s voluminous but you were sure the city heat will be merciless, so you arranged it in the best possible way. Some make up on and you took one last breath as a respectable, decent woman. This weekend, I’m a hoe. Christopher Velez’s hoe.

It’s was almost like a checklist going on in your head so you could feel remotely like a functioning adult: get an Uber. Are you breathing? Open the door and take a sit. Yes, yes, thank God for good weather. No, I’m not from Miami. This is the hotel, thank you. Elevadores? Gracias. One foot in front of the other. Take a deep breath. Knock on the door. Checked the number. Are your feet still on the ground? Yes, no floating away. Check down at your boobs, yes they still look great. No need to check your heart beat, you can feel it pounding in your chest, in your ears, in your…

Feeling completely exposed, looking for security cameras around the hallway as if you were about to commit a hideous crime. An eternity went by until you heard the door unlock. Your knuckles white from your hand being in a tight fist. Seeing Christopher there, right in front of you and within reach at the door made your knees weak, and God knows what kind of grin was on your face, but you could feel the heat crawling up your cheeks.

- hola mami - he said as he gestures to come inside the room. You can feel your heartbeat skip a beat.

- Hola - you’re not sure if it was a word, a sigh, or a prayer.

- como estas? How was your flight?

How could he be so casual about this? His arms go around you to give you a hug, right arm above you shoulder and left arm around your waist. You do the same, feeling the tightness of his chest and taking in his intoxicating scent. Musky and almost sweet. You feel your underwear getting moist down there. Christopher pulls back a little and smirks at you, probably your already have a the horniest facial expresión known to human kind. You let go of the hug after staying in his arms for a second too long.

- quieres algo de tomar? Agua?

You place your suitcase by the closet and walk into the room. Remembering to be fully present in this adventure you choose, you gather all self control you have left to turn on your toes, give the biggest smile matching his, and say as innocently as possible, yes please, thanks! You’re so proud of yourself being able to articulate more than two words. Your breathing is almost too loud, as if you just climb the stairs to get to the 15th floor.

Christopher hands you a water bottle from the mini bar, and when you reach out to it you intentionally touch his fingers. You’re shaking. Sparks fly. Whoa. You forgot what water was for, and put it back on the table next to you, making you both bursting into laughter for the silliness of the situation. Christopher takes a step closer to you and says:

- está bien si no quieres agua, guapa, yo no me enojo.

He’s close enough to touch your forearm, sending electric waves EVERYWHERE. Your mind plays dirty on you and you say with a wink:

- pero no estamos aquí para tomar agua!

Christopher smiles back with his thousand dollar smile, looking up and down on you and says:

- Con ese vestido, se me ocurren muchas cosas mas que podemos tomar.

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[stressedkitkatttt]

Ride

Originally made for Zabdiel or Chris, but decided that all the boys needed some attention... wanted to loosely base it off the song Ride by SoMo

Word Count: 842

Warnings: Soft sex

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"Want you so bad..." His voice was soft and raspy, dripping with want and need. Your hands were on his chest to keep your balance while his hands rested on your hips, ready to help you. You looked into his eyes, seeing how big his pupils were, drowning out the color and replacing them with a black, lustful look. You could feel his tip right against your heat, feeling every twitch and the heat coming from it. "Ready amor?" When you nodded, he gently pushed down on your hips, slowly guiding his hard length inside your tight heat. It didn't matter how often, or how hard, he fucked you - you would always fit him like a glove.

You leaned your head back a little, feeling him slide against your walls and push deeper and deeper inside of you. His eyes became lidded and half-closed at the feeling of your heat, something that always takes him a few moments to adjust to. He lifted his hips a little bit to help push the last inch of himself into you before gently going down. You let out a soft moan at the feeling of just having him inside you - something you could never get enough of. You loved how he knew what you needed without asking. He never had to ask to know what you needed from him and he was more than happy to oblige your needs. Keeping a grip on your hips, he slowly raised you up and pulled you back down.

You shudder and a low moan pulls from your throat as he set a slow pace, gently pulling out halfway only to push back in fully, filling you all the way again and again. Upon hitting your g-spot, you fall forward a little, putting your hands to the side of his chest and grabbing the sheets, twisting and pulling them, your knuckles slowly turning white. You begin to move your hips with his, gently swirling them when he was fully inside, making you both shudder. You would feel him twitch inside you and your walls hugged him tightly in response. He began to rub your sides and massage your shaking thighs to help you relax enough to let him slip out again only for the cycle to repeat itself almost every time he went in full hilt.

He gave no warnings and you weren't expecting him to sit up but his arms quickly wrapped themselves around your torso, his face going into your chest, feeling his hot breath on your chest as he panted softly. "Lie down, mami," he whispered, looking up at you. You nod and gathered yourself as he begins to switch positions, pulling out only for a moment before you feel him slide right back into you when you were on your back. Your back arched and you welcomed the fullness once again.

He laid his body atop yours, your chests lining up with one another, his hips coming flush with yours. He leaned up to your neck as his hands went to your hands, bringing them up to rest by your head, holding one. His hips began to move and he resumed the slow pace he had before. Since he had been working your body, you felt your orgasm coming along, building and building. You could tell this one was going to be intense and you were getting desperate to feel it. Finally getting close enough to taste it yet having it just far away you know you'll have to work some more for it.

Knowing your body like the back of his hand, he could tell by how your walls began to clench around him, desperate not to let him go. He knew you were close. He always knew.

"P-please," you whimpered as you felt the all-too-familiar knot in your stomach beginning to grow and spread.

"I know baby," he paused to focus on not cumming then and there. "Just a little more." His voice was unsteady as he tried to hold back his own orgasm to time it with yours. You clenched him hard, hearing his voice when he was so close to the edge had you hooked. He leaned down and picked up speed, knowing that neither of you could avoid the inevitable any longer. "Cum for me baby, wanna see you give it all to me." That was it for you.

Your head was thrown back into the pillows, your thighs tensing and eyes rolling back into your head. He was right behind you, squeezing your hand and almost completely knocking the breath from your body as he pulled his body flush with yours. "It's okay mami," he watched in awe as your body seized up and go limp. You looked so angelic, an image he wanted to commit to his memory for as long as he lived. "Such a good girl for me." His soft, post-orgasm voice did wonders to you, feeling shivers run through your body as the final shocks as you slowly come down from your high.

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new cnco writing blog

hi, all! welcome to cncoluvbot — a new cnco writing blog! feel free to send in any and all requests pertaining to the guys. i accept all ideas from smut to fluff and everything in between, so be as creative as you’d like (and maybe send in some au requests). even if it’s just something small like “how do you think the boys would be in xyz situation” i would be happy to oblige (:

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[cnco4ever]

How about a story with Christopher. Something with a situationship turning serious however, the girl moves to Japan for a job wants to end situation but Christopher wants to be serious and he's leaving for a tour.

Thank you so much for your input! I hope you like it!

Sorry for the wait though!

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Leaving.

A Christopher Velez one shot

Warning: none

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We weren't serious, so it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

I saw Christopher for some time while working together. We met while on a set for a music video. I was just hired by management and had to work with CNCO as a part of their crew. Christopher was easy to work with. He knew what he wanted and there was no discussing it.

I'm a stylist and we immediately hit it off. Mutual interests made it easy to start a conversation and then one thing took the other and we formed a friendship. One night the whole crew went out to dinner. I was sat opposite Christopher. CNCO was kicking off again after COVID and the last details regarding the upcoming tour had to be finalised. People were talking around the table. I had Zabdiel on my left and my co stylist on my right. This was the dinner that Zabdiel and i really got into talking about his new interests in alien themes. I was right with him on it. If that is what he wanted, that is what he got.

But i could feel a pair of eyes on me constantly. Christopher watched me with his big, brown eyes across the restaurant table and the look in them were much more intense than usual. His smile was not his goofy smile that night either. He was sort of smirking at me. I wasn't used to that sort of attention, and especially not from such a good looking guy as him. I was instantly flushed all over and my foundation did little to hide it. I suppose playing with the hem of my dress, didn't help either. Erick confirmed that when he asked if i was alright or if i was feeling too hot. Christopher leaned his elbows on the table and looked me straight in the eye and said "you do look quite hot tonight", i got the double meaning, but i didn't say anything. All i could do was to shrug my shoulders as i looked down at my pasta with a small smile.

After that particular dinner, the majority of us went to a club. Christopher had smiled, engaged in smalltalk with me while being handsy as usual. I was starting to think that i had imagined it all, until i felt his hands on my hips and his chest against my back. I looked up at him over my shoulder with way more insecurity than i would have liked. "Mi amor, please be mine tonight" my eyes got wide. His gaze didn't leave mine and he had a serious expression on his face. I could tell eventhough he was mere inches away from me face. He had never spoken to me like that before. His hands grabbed me tighter and pulled me even closer, so that he could guide my hips to the music that was blasting. It felt way more sensuel than it probably was. I let myself be swept off of my feet. Literally as we stumbled onto his hotel bed that night. His lips were burning on my skin and the noises i heard from him, was pure bliss. It was a memorable night for sure. The morning after he was his goofy, charming self again. Zero awkwardness. It suited me well and eventhough we didn't talk about it, it was left in the air that it would be a one time thing.

But it wasn't. In the beginning we only hooked up when we were drunk, which we often were at the time, but then it turned into when we were horny yet sober and before we knew it, we were hooking up on a regular basis. It seemed like we were on the same page about keeping it casual for a while, but i could feel Christopher starting to become more romantic. He bought me little gifts, kissed me on the cheek or my shoulder wherever whenever. I reminded him that we were casual only. I couldn't fall for him. Not with all these girls around the globe fighting for his attention and affection. I don't have the confidence to compete with that. He smiled at me, his beautiful gentle smile and promised no strings attached. "But what does it matter bebesita?. We're together all the time and we're leaving for tour in a few weeks. We'll be together anyway baby" he laughed. But that was the thing. We wouldn't be leaving for tour together. He would be leaving without me.

I had been offered a job in Japan for a TV station. It's a once in a life time opportunity. I have to go. Christopher got furious when i told him. He was hurt. He suddenly spilled his feelings at a record speed. He had wanted a serious relationship. He had fallen in love with me. He had told me to decline the job offer and accept his commitment offer instead. I hadn't said a word while he was pacing back and forth in front of me. I just sat on his bed with my hands in my lap. When i realised that he had stopped moving and was looking at me, i lifted my gaze and met his eyes. I shouldn't have. Christopher was looking at me, waiting. Wanting to hear me say, that i would stay with him. He dropped to his knees on the floor, in front of me, taking my hands into his. "Stay. Don't leave. Please" he begged. It broke my heart, when i had told him that i couldn't. I wanted to be with him. So badly, but i couldn't let this job go either. It was a huge opportunity for me and my career.

I'm now sitting in my seat on the plane. I feel empty. I can't turn this opportunity down. Not for a man, not even for Christopher. I have to put myself first in this situation. Just as i'm about to put my phone on airplane mode, a text comes in. Christopher's name is spread across my screen. Being too curious, i open it immediately. "We'll figure it out, mi amore. I want you. I want us".

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[alotofrandomfangirling]

Masterlist

Hii so i don’t write much but i did some fanfiction and decided to gather them all in a masterlist. As you can see by my url it’s really just a bunch of random fangirling gathered together so please don’t mind akdkaksdjsk

These are all reader insert and female reader 💕

Chishiya Shuntaro

Dating Chishiya Shuntaro would include

Christopher Velez

Imagine

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Obi-Wan Kenobi as a father headcanons

Roronoa Zoro (Netflix live action)

Dance with me?

Dating Roronoa Zoro would include

NSFW Alphabet 🔞

One shot

Promises

Son Heung-Min

Can’t take my eyes off you

Delusional

Forms of affection (headcanons)

Spike Spiegel (Netflix live action)

Dating Spike Spiegel would include

Spike Spiegel x reader

[burlveneer-music]

James Holden - Imagine This Is A High Dimensional Space Of All Possibilities

“I wanted this to be my most open record, uncynical, naive, unguarded, the record teenage me wanted to make,” says electronic explorer James Holden of his generically unconstrained new album of rave music for a parallel universe 'Imagine This Is A High Dimensional Space Of All Possibilities'. “I used to balance my clock-radio on a wardrobe to catch the faint pirate FM signals from the nearest city, dreaming of what raves would be like when I could finally escape and become a New Age traveller. So it’s like a dream of rave, a fantasy about a transformative music culture that would make the world better. I guess it’s also a dialogue with that teenage me.” Standing in contrast to the expanded band and live take recordings of its predecessor 'The Animal Spirits' (“Dramatic, colourful and Holden’s fullest-sounding work yet” 9/10 Loud And Quiet), Holden’s fourth solo artist album is more of a continuous sound collage, artfully juxtaposing audio worlds in his own inimitable manner, with a respectful hat tip to the pastoral classics of his early nineties youth (notable mentions to The KLF’s timeless 'Chill Out', and the sprawling radio soundscapes of Future Sound of London). But where his first wave forebears pilfered freely from the history of recorded music to date, Holden’s sample sources are custom generated, drawn from recordings of his own performances on the modular synth, keyboard, organ and piano plus the lesser explored drones of his childhood violin, cut-up bass guitar, overblown recorder, all manner of percussive trinkets and the serendipity of the odd field recording, as well as guest contributions from various members of the wider Animal Spirits live family: long-time touring companion drummer Tom Page, tabla-championing percussionist Camilo Tirado, multi-instrumentalist for hire Marcus Hamblett (here, on double bass and guitar) and saxophonist Christopher Duffin (on loan from Xam Duo and Virginia Wing). 'Imagine This Is A High Dimensional Space of All Possibilities' will be released via Holden’s own proudly DIY Border Community label on 31st March 2023, on double vinyl, CD, digital download and streaming. For the album’s distinctive hand drawn artwork and accompanying twelve page comic booklet insert, Holden called upon Amsterdam-based illustrator and musician Jorge Velez to help flesh out the visual component of the immersive fantasy world that is conjured up in 'Imagine This Is A High Dimensional Space of All Possibilities'. The result is a twelve panel storyboard (one per track) documenting the rave rituals of an alternative reality populated by magical creatures, which owes much to the pair’s shared love of the soothing retro-futurist colour palettes of the late and truly great French cartoonist Moebius (included in pdf form exclusively with Bandcamp downloads). Cover artwork and all illustrations by Jorge Velez. Instagram: @jvelezdrawings

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[evermoresversion]

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙dating headcanons, christopher vélez.﹚

TW/TAGS Established relationship, suggestive content, fluff, implied sex.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | CHRISTOPHER'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

You have to keep in mind that with Christopher you don't just have a boyfriend, you have a little boy trapped in an adult's body.

He is definitely the definition of a Golden Retriever boyfriend.

When the two of you go out, for example, to the supermarket, while you are buying what you need for your home, he just follows you like a lost puppy, but as soon as an object catches his attention, he doesn't hesitate to walk there and he is like: "Look, my love! I can buy it?"

It was literally a bed for a soap. Why is there something like this in the supermarket? I do not know either.

When he feel like it, he can be quite whiny when it comes to his daily dose of attention and affection.

"Looooove, pay attention to me." he complained, practically hanging on to you, hugging you by the shoulders.

When you finally stop what you were doing, you turn around to face him and at that very moment he places his lips on yours, putting his hands under your shirt to press you against him and hums as soon as he gets what he wants.

Always gets what he wants.

He loves going out to clubs, so when he does he mostly asks you to accompany him.

He loves it when you dance for him, he could die that way and he would die happy. His words, not mine.

When you know that there is a driver designated among his friends, sometimes you and Christopher have competitions of who can drink the most and who gets drunk first.

"I'm not drunk, you are."

When this happens, both of you are a sea of laughter, and there was even a time when he danced with you, twerking at you.

Surely when you return he will persuade you to have drunk sex.

Rest assured that if someone invited Chris out or to a party, but you were sick, feeling bad, or in the mood to spend time with him, he would cancel everything on his schedule to spend time with his queen.

His grandmother, mother and siblings love you, especially his grandmother and mother. They think Chris couldn't have chosen a better girl to be his girlfriend.

Lots of lazy mornings, more because of him than you.

He just says, "five more minutes", while he tightens his grip on your waist so he can keep you close to him and those five minutes suddenly turned into at least two hours.

When he has tours or is busy with his work, he is always sending you messages asking how you are or if you had eaten, he also likes to make video calls when he is not very busy or there are times when he forces you to go with him because he doesn't want to leave you alone.

The best boyfriend you could have asked for. <3

The boys love you too, although Chris sometimes gets jealous of your close relationship with them.

Definitely a gentleman thanks to the education his mother gave him.

"In a world of boys he is a gentleman."

Whenever you are walking down the street he loves to have his hand intertwined with yours or hugging you by the shoulders.

He lets you color his tattoos with markers.

He would have a tattoo alluding to you even if you told him not to.

"Even if we broke up, you will always be present in my mind, so I would like to have you permanently in my body."

He loves to sleep and loves to sleep even more if it's with you.

He loves sleeping on top of you like a weighted blanket or under you with you on his chest.

Whenever he feels frustrated or sad he just comes to you, hugs you tightly and hides his face in your neck without saying anything for at least five minutes.

He is your number one fan.

He worships you like a goddess.

Quickies are his favorite thing in the world.

But he would never refuse to give you your good sex session properly.

The king of aftercare.

He fills a bathtub for you and tries to cook you something but he probably end up burning it and surely he would end up ordering food at home.

Every chance he gets he tells you how much he loves you.

Play the guitar for you.

Especially your favorite songs.

Rest assured that he will write love songs for you.

Most of his fans loves you.

You're practically Ollie's mom.

I just know that he loves you too much and will never let you go. <3

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.

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[miericksongo]

How about something with Chris giving the reader one of his classic massages? Not sexual, but he sees she’s super stressed (she’s got a million assignments, plus she’s tutoring a ton of people and she hasn’t had time to relax) so he gives her a massage and tries to get the knots out of her back? Thank you bebe!

©2019-2021 Miericksongo

Sorry it took me so long to post this, but I'm so excited to finally get it out!

warning(s?): one swear word

Chris was sitting on the couch when he heard your footsteps come thudding through the apartment door. Turning up from his phone with an eager smile, he goes to approach you. But, as soon as Chris sees the ghostly look on your face, his smile fell off. He loved seeing his baby home, but it made his heart ache to see you exhausted after another lengthy tutoring session.

"Aww Y/N, mi bebé, what's the matter?", Chris questions as he brings you to nuzzle into his sweatshirt. "Nothing much, Chris.", you reply using the standard line, sighing into the hug. "Bullshit.", Chris lightly chuckles as he smirks down at you. After smirking back, you tell him, "Look, I love tutoring and helping out the other students, but I just need a break, not to add that I haven't had the chance to get one lately."

Immediately thinking of an idea, Chris leads you to the bedroom. "Just relax my love, you deserve it girl baby.", he says, making you smile at the joke reference. Having you lie face down on the bed and turning on your scented humidifier, you smile, grateful at Chris's actions. "Almost forgot someone!", he says as he exits the room, bringing in Ollie. Taking his place and putting Ollie next to you, Chris says, "Since I love you so much Y/N, and I don't like seeing my baby stressed, I'm gonna let you in on a treat." Smiling he starts to massage your back, emptying your mind and loosening your soul. As you fell asleep, you thought about how amazing of a man you had at your side for life.

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[chrisdiels-babygirl]

Sweet Kisses

This is the gif by the way👇🏼

Tagging my bbys:

@flamediel @mamita-5 @darkchocolateenthusiast @heauxanthem @la-undercover-latina

#christopher velez #christopher velez imagine #christopher velez smut #Christopher velez fluff #my original writing #sorry I had to post it like this it was too long and tumblr was like nope

[ella-se-vuelve-loca]

I Wasn’t Scared! | Christopher Vélez

Hola mis papas fritas! Happy Halloween! 🎃 I decided to put something together last minute for y’all and I hope you enjoy it! I hope you guys are staying safe! 

Masterlist

~~

“Large pizza?”

“Check.”

“Popcorn?”

“Got it.”

“Enough soda and caffeine products to keep us up well past midnight?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Jumbo King size chocolate bars?”

“Yessir.”

“A family size package of mixed candies?”

“It’s all here.”

“Great, I think we have enough food to feed a small town.” Chris joked. “Did I miss anything?”

“Besides turning off the lights, I think we pretty much have everything.” I smiled as he walked over to the light switch before taking a quick glance outside the window. “The weather looks pretty bad.”

“Does it really?” I asked him as he nodded. “Mhmm.. let’s just hope it clears up.” He walked over to the couch and sat down, grabbing our fluffiest blanket and draping it over himself. He made an opening for me so I could crawl in next to him as he patted the seat with his hand.

“Ven aquí, mi amor.” I smiled and made my way towards him, quickly wishing to be engulfed into his arms. He placed his arm around my shoulders and my hand instinctively reached up to grab his own, intertwining our fingers together. He leaned down and kissed my forehead before turning his attention back to the TV. “What should we watch first?”

Insidious… Paranormal Activity… Creature from the Black Lagoon… Dawn of the Dead… The Wolf Man… The Texas Chainsaw Masacere… Halloween…

“There’s so many to pick from… hmm, how about we just - ”

BANG

My body jolted as I heard the thunder from outside and brought the blanket up to my nose, covering myself as a small child would when they’re scared. I felt his body rumble with laughter as he brought me closer to him, looking down at me.

“Easy, mi amor, it’s just thunder.” I felt my face get hot with embarrassment as he moved a strand of hair away from my face. “I’m here.” I could hear the pitter patter of rain outside as he continued talking.

“I won’t let anything get you. I will protect you, mi reina. Your big, strong man will - ”

CRACK

“Ay! Puta madre!” He exclaimed and covered his face with his hand. I let out a laugh as he chuckled alongside me. “Aww, mi amor, were you scared?”

“Scared? Pfft, no. No, I was.. I’m not scared. I was.. imitating you.”

“Oh, really?” I raised an eyebrow at him and smiled. “Yeah, you jumped and brought the blanket up to your face so I had to show you. Yeah.. that’s exactly what happened.”

“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll protect you.” I cuddled closer to him. “It’s just thunder, it won’t hurt you.”

“You were the one who jumped first!”

“You jumped too!”

“Yeah but I wasn’t scared. I was just.. surprised, that’s all. You on the other hand are still shaking.”

“No I’m not.”

“What do you mean “no”? You totally are! Look!” I chuckled and shook my head, bringing his arm up to both of our faces. “See? Oh… I’m  the one shaking..” He mumbled as he looked at his hand.

“Not scared, my ass.”

“Mi amor, we’ve been over this. It was a big clap of thunder and it surprised me!”

“Oh, yeah, definitely.” I teased and he shook his head. “Alright alright! Let’s just choose what we wanna watch.”

“No no no no no, I’m not letting this go just yet. I’m having way too much fun.”

“Okay, if I admit I got scared, will you stop teasing me?” He turned to look at me, a sheepish smile on his face. “Maybe.”

“Maybe? What do you mean maybe?”

“Oh c’mon! You were trying to act all tough and be my “strong man” and you got frightened by the thunder as well!”

“I think the only frightened one here is you. I mean, especially since that new study showed that thunderstorms make the perfect cover for.. creepy axe murderers.” He turned his head back towards the TV screen as if what he said was no big deal. “What?” I asked him.

“What?” He looked down at me. “Are you pulling my leg? Are you being serious right now?” I asked him and he nodded. “Oh, yes. Didn’t you read it?” I shook my head as he continued on. “Yeah, apparently, they wait for the sound of the thunder to cover the sound of them breaking into houses.”

I felt the small hairs on the back of my neck raise a little as I listened to his story. “And these creepy axe murders only have one motive… ” He leaned in closer to me as I slowly slid back. He trailed his fingertips down my arm. “Only one thing in mind…” His voice became lower and lower as he kept talking.

“They come in and love  to prey upon… ”

“Chris.. what are you - ”

“The ticklish! Muahaha!” He reached down and started tickling my stomach, laughter erupted from both of our ends. “Ch - Chris! S - S - Sto - op!” I kicked and swatted my arms around, trying to push him away from me. He held me close to him as he continued for a few moments before he ceased his tickling.

I caught my breath and quickly switched the roles, straddling his lap as my hands reached his tickle spots. “No no no! Th - The study specifically said.. haha! It doesn’t count if the boyfriends are ticklish t - too!” He laughed and quickly grabbed a hold of my arms, stopping me from tickling him any further. “I haha.. oh my.. argh! Okay! Let’s call a truce! We gotta get through this night, don’t we?” He smiled up at me.

He reached up and moved my hair away from my face. “Okay… maybe I was a little scared, but I’m not anymore.” He placed his hands on my waist as I placed mine on his chest. “I did mean it when I said I would protect you. I wanna keep you safe and I want you to feel that you’re scared, you can come to me.” I smiled down at him and placed a kiss on his lips.

“I won’t judge… even when you jump at thunder.” He laughed as I playful hit him. “Shut up.”

“Ay, even if you mock me for it. That was a bit rude haha!” He looked into my eyes and softly smiled at me. “I promised nothing can hurt you, so long as I’m here.” I leaned down to place my lips onto his while playing with his hair. We pulled away as he ran small circles on my hips.

“So… which movie is first? Or are you too chicken and now prefer to watch a cartoon?”

~~

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[tweetiebirb]

Being sick | C.V

(A/N) Hey so fun fact about me I have coeliac disease which is basically a gluten allergy that makes you sick when you eat so here's a bullet imagine of how i think chris would react to the reader accidentally eating gluten

Gifs are not mine

^^^My reaction when I realize I just ate something that was crossed contaminated

Alright let's start

It would probably while you to are cooking, he would cut something on the regular Choping board, cross contamination slipping out of his mind and you wouldn't realise cause your busy stirring something

He'd put the vegetables with the meat still not realizing what he'd done

Once you're done cooking you both go eat on the couch while watching a movie

2 hours later you start feeling cramps but think maybe it's because you ate too much and it's just now hitting you

You get up to go to the bathroom when the cramps start making you feel nauseous

Next thing you know you're doubled over the toilet evacuating everything youve eaten that day

Chris hears you and comes rushing to the bathroom and holds your haur back

He's rubbinh soft circles on your back trying to soothe you

You're finally done throwing up so you sit back and lean on the wall

Chris and you are both thoroughly confused as to why you're sick

Untill it hits him... he didn't use the gluten safe chopping board

When I tell you this man feels horrible I mean he feels horrible

He immediately starts apologizing and you're confused because he hasn't told you what happened

He looks you in the eyes, terrified that you'll be mad at him

When he tells you, you just tell him that it's okay and that accidents happen.

He picks your weak body up from the floor (A/n: i once had to crawl from the bathroom to my bedroom because my dad was asleep and i genuinely could not move... that's how hard it hits)

He brings you to the bedroom and cuddles with you and every time you get up to go to the bathroom he feels horrible but he follows behind you to keep you company and hold back your hair

This imagine is more for me than anyone else ngl but hey if someone reading this is coeliac than I hope this makes you feel less alone. I also tried to make this as body inclusive as I could and gender neutral so I hope y'all like this

-xox-

-Izeulx

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[alotofrandomfangirling]

My first attempt at a Christopher Velez imagine

Okay, so i’m not a writer, not at all. But this idea had been on my mind for so long and this new era has me so soft that inspiration kinda hit me and i decided to write it down akdnandabdh sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language hahaha

Summary: you’re an actress and a huge CNCOwner. During an awards event, you get to meet the boys and Christopher, your favorite member, kinda gets a like on you.

Please note that I have no idea if Teen Choice Awards has an afterparty, it was for writing purposes only adjasjdahdh and sorry if Ali sounds a bit OOC, i just needed her for that part hahaha

To say you were a CNCOwner was an understatement. All of your fans knew you were crazyyy about these guys, because you were always posting song lyrics, all of your videos had their songs as soundtrack and much more. It was your dream to attend one of their concerts and, perhaps, meet them and tell them how much they mean to you. Specially him: the one and only Christopher Velez, your favorite member and secretly the love of your life. Could this event be the chance of your dreams coming true?

 "Y/N L/N from (your favorite TV show)"

You were on your phone checking the hosts for the Teen Choice Awards, excited because it was your first time at an awards event and as a host! You were the lead actress of (channel)’s new show, which was very popular, so, of course, they wanted you to host one of the awards and talk a bit about the new episodes.

You were scrolling and reading some names that had you really excited, because you wanted to meet all these famous actresses, singers and-

Oh my gosh. No way.

"Performance from: CNCO"

WHAT

You couldn't believe it.

Maybe your time had finally come! Oh my gosh, what a thrill

 -------*-------*-------

 It was the day of the awards and you were a perfect mix of nervous and excited. I mean, who wouldn’t?!

How would walking the red carpet be like? How would your fans react to you hosting? Would you meet any of your favorite singers and actors? And, last but not least, was there a slight chance that you could meet these five guys you absolutely loved? You could only hope (and put on an extra gorgeous outfit! Who knows, right?)

You arrived at the red carpet and it was everything you were expecting: the flashes, the gorgeous celebrities and all the fans! You went straight to the backstage, because you needed to get ready for going on stage as a host. You were walking around hoping to find some celebrities and sneak some selfies that would make a perfect instagram post later. You had already met (your favorite actress) and were still beaming when you had to stop.

Down in the hallway were them. Yes, them. CNCO, in all their glory, looking handsome as ever and, of course, joking around as always (you could hear Christopher’s laugh from far away).

“Oh my gosh, this is it. I have to talk to them” you were suuuper nervous and shaking like a bamboo, but you knew you wouldn’t have a perfect chance like this.

You gathered all your courage and walked up to Ali, who was standing close to the boys (you thought she was your best shot at not looking like a complete fool in front of them aldjajdjasjd). You took a deep breath and said:

- um, hi! Excuse me. Could I have a picture with the boys, please? I’m a huge fan!

- hi! Oh my gosh, you’re (Y/N) (L/N), right? I love your show! Of course, I’m gonna talk to them – she then turned to the boys – hey guys, someone wants to meet you!

When they all turned around and faced you, it was like your heart stopped. “Am I in heaven?” You had to use all your acting skills to try and stay calm in front of them.

They all formed a line to greet you and you thought that it was, indeed, heaven.

You hugged all of them (Richard and Joel even recognized you from the show!) and tried to say some of the speech you had practiced: “hi” “i’m a huge fan” “i love your songs” “it’s so nice to meet you” but when it came to Christopher’s turn, your brain stopped functioning. He was sooooo gorgeous in person and he was super tall, you felt like all of your fanfiction dreams were coming true akdjjfjbfba you hugged him and were so overwhelmed that you accidentaly let slip an “i love you”, which he, unfortunately, heard, even thought you covered your mouth right after you said it. You blushed like hell and apologized but he just laughed and said:

- it’s ok, nena, thank you.

Your heart fluttered. OH MY GOSHHHHH WHAT IS LIFE

You all then gathered around for a picture, you between Christopher and Zabdiel, and you could feel Christopher’s hand on your back as you posed, but you managed to keep your calm this time.

After saying a million ‘thank you’s, you went back to talk to the staff, not knowing how you would be able to host one of the awards after what had just happened.

 -------*-------*------

 The Teen Choice Awards had gone perfectly: you hosted the award flawlessly, the boys’ performance was spectacular and, most importantly, you had met them and took a picture with them, which you knew was going to be your lockscreen for the rest of your life.

You were now at the afterparty, looking for a familiar face that you could sit with, when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

You turned around and almost choked (okay, your acting skills were really failing you that night). It was THE Christopher Velez.

- (Y/N) (L/N), right?

Fortunately, you managed to form a logical sentence:

- oh, hi, yes, that’s me! Nice to meet you, um, again! – he chuckled.

- nice to meet you too. You want to, maybe, sit down and talk for a while?

Did you hear that right? Christopher Velez wanted to sit with you. No way.

- of course! – another logical sentence. Things were getting better, you know!

- we need to talk about you confessing your feelings for me earlier – he started saying this in a very serious way, but ended with a smirk and a joking tone, which made you swoon internally.

And there was that blush on your cheeks again. You covered your face with your hands and laughed:

- oh my gosh, i’m so sorry. It’s just that i’m such a huge fan, i guess I got a little bit carried away hahaha i’m sorry – he laughed too.

- please, no need to apologize, i thought it was super cute – he said, in a really sweet way and with that accent that you loved, which made your heart flutter again – so, tell me about this new show you’re in, Richard and Joel won’t stop talking about it!

You talked about the job and started to feel more relaxed. You both ended up talking during the whole party and Christopher proved to be as lovely as your fangirl self thought he would be. You had so many things in common and he made you laugh like no one did. In a few moments, you felt like you were no longer talking to your celebrity crush, but to and old friend (or something more *wink wink*).

After a couple hours of talking and laughing, Richard showed up and called Christopher:

- hey, bro, sorry to interrupt, but we gotta go now.

Christopher looked really disappointed to leave you there, but you reassured him:

- it’s ok, don’t worry! I understand.

- can we, um, talk a little more? I can give you my phone number.

You died a little bit inside again, but you kept a calm face and said:

- sure, i would love that!

You handed him your phone and he typed his number. He gave you your phone back when he finished typing.

- there you go – he said, with that gorgeous smile of his.

- i’ll make sure to text you as soon as i can. Thank you for tonight!

- no, thank you. It was a pleasure. See you, (Y/N)!

You waved and as soon as he left, you started to freak out.

WHAT HAD JUST HAPPENED

Did you really just befriend your favorite singer? You couldn’t stop smiling to yourself.

Oh boy, that was sure an unforgettable night.

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[pretendrocketships]

My Affection

About: 1.7k about Chris falling in love after hearing you read bedtime stories to his cousins after a family party.

A/N: Okay two things, 1) I didn’t use any names for the cousins because I didn’t know them lol and writing about real kids made me feel weird for some reason 2) I really could not write this without Spanish because I cannot see Chris speaking English unless he has to. I speak 1% Spanish and I’m 99% proficient in google translate so cut me some slack or educate me! I’d love to learn more. 

Song: My Affection by Summer Walker & PARTYNEXTDOOR

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“Ay! Por favor, mis hijos, dejar de correr por toda la casa!” you hear Chris’s mom yell before three of his cousins zoom by you as you closed the living room door. “Dios mío, ayudame!” Chirs laughed at them driving his mom crazy. He taught them so well.

“Mami! Estoy aquí,” he said grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the kitchen, “y con mi amor.” You blushed at that, and he pulled you closer to press a kiss to the top of your head. “MAMI-” he started yelling until his mom came out of the kitchen glaring at him.

“How are you always yelling?” she asked, unable to fight the smile on her face as her son squeezed the life out of her in a hug. 

“POR QUE TE AMO MAMI.” She smiled and rolled her eyes in your direction, making you laugh, wondering how either of you had tolerated him for so long. 

“Estoy feliz que tu estas aqui, pero,” she said moving away from him and pulling you into a tight hug. “I’m happier your here to take him away when I get annoyed.” You laughed and hugged her back. 

“Mami!?” 

“It’s true,” she said and shrugged. 

“Chris!! Estas aqui!?” Suddenly the patter feet of four kids came running down the hallway to attack Chris at his feet. 

“My favorite cousins! Ven acá!” He crouched down to hug all of them. 

“Perfecto, Chris, entertain them while (Y/N), and I finish up in the kitchen,” she said to him and his fan club, “hopefully, they’ll tire each other out and we both get an easy night,” she whispered to you. You laughed and smiled at Chris already on the floor playing with the kids. Safe from being picked in tag, you and his mom were in the kitchen moving the various dishes into ceramic containers to be placed on the table. “So, como estas? Are you good? Is everything okay?” 

“Yeah, I’m sorry we haven’t been over in a while. Chris’ schedule plus mine has been so hectic, but I promise we’ll make more time.” 

“That’s all I want, both of you around more. Hadn’t seen you in so long, I almost thought Chris did something stupid and you broke up with him, but he just didn’t want to tell me.” You laughed because that was far from the truth. Finally, things were going well, and you were just taking the time to bask in it before another tour or rumor mill ruin everything.

“Chris? Doing something stupid? Never,” you said sarcastically, causing both of you to laugh. Chris looked up from whatever game he was playing, losing interest because he forgot all the made-up rules. Seeing you and his mom made his heart do a weird thing he’s never felt before. He’s not sure if it’s what everyone is talking about when they brag about their love life. He knows he loves his mom. He knows he loves his family, his band, his fans, but he doesn’t know what to compare what he feels to because he’s never felt this before.  Sure he’s had girlfriends and women he’s said he loved, but he doesn’t even begin to know how to process what he feels. How does he even ask the guys about this when he doesn’t fully understand himself. All he’s sure of is seeing you with his mom makes him feel comfortable like this is how everything should always be.

“Chris! You’re not even trying!” they all shouted at him, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Lo siento, let’s start over.” More of the Velez family started to trickle into the home as the night went on, everyone running on their own version of Miami time. 

“Dale, todos estan aqui! Vamos comer!” This was your favorite part. Everyone was around the table just happy to be connected. Plates were passed and drinks were poured, it only took seconds for the family to make you feel like you belonged. A Velez party lasts till the last person leaves, but that rule did not apply for kids. 

“Bueno, niños, es hora de irse a la cama!” They all groaned and quickly ran to hide behind Chris. 

“Chris isn’t going to bed yet!”

“Yeah, he’s still awake, and you call him a kid all the time!” 

“Hey!” Chris whined at the comment. You laughed and ruffled his hair.

“Chris isn’t going to bed because Chris is helping clean up.” The look on his face was priceless. 

“Qué estoy haciendo?!” He asked confused, which only made the kids giggle more. He was about to protest until his mom shot him “the look” that everyone knows so well, shutting him up immediately. “Sorry, queiro jugar pero I still have to listen to my mom too,” he explains before slumping over exaggeratedly, like washing a dish was the biggest chore in the world.  

“What if while Chris is stuck doing chores,” you proposed to the kids while sticking your tongue out at Chris, “I read you a story before bed?”  

“Yes!”

“Sí!”

“Vamos!” They all agreed, already pulling on your hands and forcing you towards their room.

“Wow, replacing me como eso? Pensé que estoy tus favorito?”

“You’re only our favorite when (Y/N) isn’t here.” The look of hurt flashed across his face only made them burst into more giggles. 

“Mean!” he said before stomping out of the room, sure to whip back around the corner and shoot you a wink, mouthing “thank you” before he truly left.

“Vamos! Let’s read!” you said, letting them guide you to their room. Once inside, each of them ran to pick out their favorite book and jump into bed, vigorously patting their side waiting for you to join them. 

“Me first! Quiero esto!” she said holding up a big, red book with “Los Tres Cerditos” plastered across it. All the kids listened carefully as you started. 

“Érase una vez que había una mamá cerda que tenía tres cerditos. Ella los amaba mucho, pero no había suficiente comida para alimentarlos, así que los cerditos tuvieron que ir a buscar su suerte.”  You could see their eyes drooping as you got to the end of each book, their bodies sinking further and further into their comforters. You were about to get up and sneak out until you were caught. 

“We’re not--,” a small voice interrupted itself with a yawn, “tired yet.” You laughed to yourself before turning around and sitting on one of their beds.

“No estás cansada? I read all the stories you pick out; I’m out of books!” More yawns broke out as they all forced their eyes to stay open.

“You tell us a story.” You watched all three of them snuggle up, waiting for your voice to finally push them to sleep. 

“Vale, how about a poem this time? Algo que mi papá siempre leía a mi mamá, luego me leyó?” Far too tired to speak, they all nodded their heads and waited for you to start. You took a second to make sure you remembered all the words, and you were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t notice the footsteps coming towards the door. “Querido amor, llenas mi vida de color. Esa dulce sonrisa que a mis ojos hipnotiza. Hizo que me enamorara de ti muy aprisa.” A soft smile covered all the kids faces, including Chris who had made himself comfortable at the door, leaning in quietly to eavesdrop. “Cuando cercas de mi estas tu corazón. Mi corazon tus pasos siente cuando siempre estas presente. Es tan fuerte este amor que siempre esta en mi mente. Nuestro amor vence barreras que es tan valiente. Nuestro amor vence barreras que es tan valiente. Tu eres mi gran ilusion a mi petences y en mis sueños amaneces.” After hearing you were done, Chris slipped out of the room and waited by the door. You beamed at all the kids who were fast asleep. You waited a minute watching their chests rise and fall before you went to get up. You closed the door quietly before being attacked by your boyfriend.  You were about to scream before he slapped his hand around your mouth. 

“Nena, relájate. Están durmiendo,” he said laughing a little to himself.

“You scared me! I thought you were doing dishes!” He rolled his eyes and pulled you away from his room. 

“I was, pero I wanted to check on you. So I came just in time to hear your little poem.” His smirked caused you to blush, finally realizing the footsteps meant he heard the whole thing.

“Chrissss,” you whined burying your face into his neck.

“Aye, mi amor, don’t get shy on me now.” If you could see him, you would’ve seen him looking down at you with so much love and pride, he didn’t even know what to do with it. “Quiero decir gracias, porque you didn’t have to help me out with them or read each of them a story.” That made you look up and him and he shot you a shy grin. “Ok maybe I was listening in for a while but anyway. I love that about you, how you’re always willing to help me or my family like they’re you’re own, and carajo…” he trailed off, forcing you to pull away and keep eye contact.

“Chris--”

“I love you.” He blurted it out so the feelings didn’t stay trapped inside him. “It might be early or whatever, but I love you, and I’ve thought it for a while now pero I didn’t know if I was sure, but I know now. You are the just the fucking best thing in my life right now. Even my cousins like you more than me! But we’ll talk about that later. Just,” he looked away and laughed softly, trying to cover up how vulnerable he felt right now. “Thank you for dealing with me and my craziness and my family and me going on tour and the boys and I could go go on forever, but want to go home and hold you, mi amor.”

“Aww, Chris!” you gushed.

“And maybe some sexy stuff,” he added. 

“I’m in love with an idiot.”

“SI MAMI, VAMOS! MAMI WE’RE LEAVING!”

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