#breaking up

Benito x Black Reader

Club mistakes||

A/N: ~~ = time skip. Yes I know this is not all Puerto Rican Spanish so it’s not 100% accurate to Benito! It took me forever to write this story, but I hope you all enjoy! I’m open to feedback!

Your blood is boiling you can feel the anger deep in your heart—you’re so mad you could break your phone in half. Who the fuck does he think he is? We broke up two weeks ago is he fucking kidding me.

“Maldita puta, si viera su estúpida cara ahora mismo mataría a ese hombre.” You close your phone and toss it across the bed, the stupid bed that smells like him.

The first thing you do is pick up the closest pillow and scream into it after you feel you got it all out you stand up going to the closet to find new bed sheets.

“Cabronaa what’s wrong?” Your friend says on your MacBook which is currently sitting on your bed. The concern and shock is all over her face.

“Benito! Benito is what’s wrong!” You try to take some deep breaths to regulate your emotions as you walk over to the closet.

“What did he do?” Your friend deeply sighs rubbing the creases between her eye brows.

“We broke up two weeks ago and he’s already kissing another girl at a fucking club.” You walk back over to the bed and sit down putting your head in your hands holding back tears.

“That fucking ho-“ as soon as your best friend is about to say this a sob is ripped from your throat.

“Aww babe Let it out girl it’s okay—you will be okay. You’re a bad bitch you’ve come too far to let this set you back.” You hear determination in your best friend’s voice.

Your brain flips a switch and you lift your head wiping away the tears. “Let’s go out tonight.”

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The feeling when you step in the club is electric, the music is loud through the speakers. Everyone dancing on each other and throwing back drinks. Your friend and you pregamed before you booked the uber so the buzz you have is making you feel bold.

Your friend atomically drags you to the dance floor where you each immediately connect with someone. The guy you’re dancing with is tall, has dark hair, he’s Hispanic and smells amazing (a/n just to be clear not Benito lol) you both dance for a while in the club getting lost in the music and having fun nothing gets serious but the heat is there just in the dancing and grinding.

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You’re immediately jolted awake slightly irritated because you were just starting to drift off. You swing your feet over your bed placing them in the slippers on the side. You’re currently in your pink bonnet, silk sleep shorts and a flimsy pink tank top. You walk to the door so confused on who would be there at 2am on a Saturday, so you grab your bat from behind the door just incase.

Once you make it to the door you look out the peep hole and your heart sinks. It’s raining outside and on your porch is Benito looking like a lost puppy with his head hung low.

You decide to open the door going against your better judgement.

Once you swing it open his head lifts up and you can see the little bit of relief he has from seeing you. Looking into his eyes your heart cracks slightly they are red like he’s been crying.

“Why are you here Benito?” You question not in the mood for anymore games.

“ La cagué con mi amor,” he swallows deeply then tries to continue running a hand through his hair. “I was an idiot I broke up with you because I was being immature and I felt like my life was abrumador—or too much and I made a stupid mistake of giving you up. I’m sorry I know you saw the videos of me at the club I’m a cabrón, I understand if you don’t want to take me back but seeing that video of you and that guy dancing in the club broke something else inside of me. I’m the only one I want you to dance with I want you, i was acting like a Niño pequeño without thinking. Please I want you to take me back mi amor por favor llévame de vuelta.” At this point he’s grabbed both of your hands in his and he’s kissing them softly murmuring begs of forgiveness.

“That kiss meant nothing to me I swear to you I was drunk and being reckless Lo siento mucho, Bebé .” He continues to kiss your hands, as you stand there choked up. (A/N: I’m just playing into my fantasies atp).

He lowers himself to his knees starting to kiss you softly on your little bit of stomach that is shown in your pajamas. He’s still crying softly and whispering his apologies after every kiss. Once you’re satisfied you stop him. Taking ahold of his hands resting on your legs, you pull on them lightly signaling him to stand. After he does you grab his face between both of your hands—his eyes look so remorseful.

“Benito stop, I’m still hurt by what you did and you’re not forgiven yet but I accept your apology, I just wish you talked to me instead of breaking my heart-“ he winces at that. “- but I love you and I miss you next to me.” He leans down placing a kiss on your lips.

“Im so sorry again mi amor I love you so much Bebé.” He presses your foreheads together bending slightly to wrap both arms around you.

You think to yourself you would take this man back in every life time.

“ if it makes you feel any better I danced with a guy at the club.” You smile wide and his eyes widen slightly before he remembers what he did in his drunken state.

He smiles softly at you hiding his annoyance then places a kiss on your cheek.

This is not asking about weddings that were cancelled for other reasons (e.g. weddings that were cancelled in 2020 because of COVID, logistical reasons, etc)– only weddings that were called off because the couple broke up. This is common in fiction, and anon is curious how often this happens IRL after official invitations have been sent out.

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You'd call him the man you'd kill for, but to me he's just a useless slave.

You'd argue with other girls because of his attention, but to me he's just an option between my several slaves.

You may make yourself very vulnerable to him that you'd cry for him, but to me he's a slave who doesn't even deserve a drop of my spit.

Maybe one day, you'll learn how to become a GODDESS like I am, but today you just have to start with knowing you should be the superior one.