Javi and Flor are eating each other right now 🙊😈
lucky them LMAOOO
JAJAJAJAJAJAJA RIGHT????
let's do a lil drabble just because I'm in my feels about my idiot babies.
this goes right after chapter 24:
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“Why is your bed this soft?” you whispered against Javier’s chest, he had his eyes closed but he was awake.
“I don’t know” he muttered, you eyed the alarm clock right behind him, it wasn’t that late but it wasn’t that early; you had fallen asleep entangled around each other right after dinner with Chucho, and woke up at the same time a few minutes before four am.
You’d been staying with him for a few days, it was kind of different from the routine you two used to have when you shared living spaces in Colombia, but it felt nice, it felt comfortable, it felt right.
You snuggled impossibly closer to him and left a kiss on his naked chest; his hand was resting on your hip, which was covered only by the thin fabric of one of his old shirts you had snatched for yourself. His fingers played with the garment and the feathery touch made your skin flush, you let out a sigh and the warm breath that came out of your mouth hit Javier’s skin and he shivered.
“Javi,” you whispered against his shoulder, he hummed in response, shifting on the bed slightly so he could face you, gazing at the way your eyes fell on him and your hair was splayed all over his pillow with the help of the little moonlight that snuck into the room “come here,” you let out softly, your voice warm and thick with want, you raised your hand to his cheek and brought him to you, grabbing his lips in a deep kiss that made his grip on your hip tighten.
Javier’s eyes fell closed and he let out a soft grunt as his other arm, which was functioning as your neck pillow, shifted under you so his palm could rest on the middle of your back, he shifted his body again so he could bring you flush to his chest; you whimpered when your breasts made contact with him, the only thing that separated you was his shirt wrapping your body.
“Baby,” he muttered out against your lips, his mustache tickled on your mouth when he spoke, the hand that rested on your hip slid below the shirt and seated on your waist, you smiled softly at him with your eye still closed and licked at his lower lip “fuck” you didn’t need to open your eyes to know he wanted to tell you so much but he could’t formulate the words inside his head.
“Shh,” you cooed, putting your leg over his hip and moving closer to him “just kiss me” you whispered, Javier smiled softly and gripped you even closer, his covered crotch grazing gently against your naked core; he devoured your mouth with his, his tongue invading you and tasting you, wanting to take you whole inside him.
If you wanted to be kissed, who was he to not oblige.
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BAFLWJR I MISS THEM SO FUCKING MUCJ
