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At the Oscars (reblog/like/share if you thought I was talking about something else)

Warnings: This will be extensive and possible spelling errors, due to the rush and hours I'm writing this, anyway let me know if I missed something.

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A MONTH AGO

February 10, 2022

Time: 05:27 a.m.

Location:Toronto Pearson International Airport

After a long journey of 12 hours, 6 out and 6 back, they were finally back home or something like that.

"Gosh, I haven't been this exhausted in a long time, what about you, Cariño?" When you turned to look to your boyfriend, you could see how he was falling asleep on one of the benches in the place.

Carefully and with your bags already in hand, you sat down next to him.

Seeing him so tired stirred up a few feelings in your being, this varied depending on the reason, but because this time you were his reason., the reason that both of you met in the middle of the night at an airport, it made you feel blame him a little and more if you added the fact that you would have to wake him up, however, your intentions were interrupting when you saw, rather, felt your cell phone vibrate, and not just once, but several times.

Concerning that something was wrong, you saw him immediately.

There were hundreds of messages and missed calls, among many there were missed calls from your representative, your manager, your assistant, your agents and of course, from your mother, which for obvious reasons were the most common.

You planned to communicate with your mom first, because it was her, your mother, however, for the second time your intentions were interrupted by the recent call from your manager.

"Hello?…" You answered as you walked away from Simu.

"Fuck (Y/N), where have you been all this time?" He answered you in a slightly annoyed tone and with exasperation in his voice.

"Mm, I don't know, maybe celebrating my Birthday with my family, friends and Simu, you know... actually, if I remember correctly, I think I told you since last year that I was planning to travel to Cuba to spend my birthday. …”. You answered with weariness and some sarcasm, something typical of you.

"But anyway, what happens? Because having almost 50 missed calls from you must be for something important, right?" You asked, to which you immediately had an answer.

"Yes, you have missed a lot, "Checa". And there it was, that joking attitude that both used to have from time to time.

"You know very well how things are there, by the way, are you going to tell me now? Or could it be that I can call mom? Because I assure you that if I don't call her back, she is capable of traveling here and…". Your chatter was cut short at her next words.

"(Y/N), you're nominated for the Oscars"

You immediately felt your nose burn, your eyes fill with tears and your pulse quicken, it took you a few seconds to recover from the news, so your voice came out broken.

"I swear if this is a joke..."

"Check the lists. I've just sent you the link"

Even with the call on the phone, you on the verge of having a heart attack and your hands shaking like jelly, you were able to access the link.

Little by little the presenters were naming the nominees, with each passing second, anxiety began to play with you, whether it was true or not, you tried to get rid of that feeling by advancing the video to your corresponding category.

Oh my god... it was true, you really were nominated.

Without caring a lot, you began to shout and celebrate with emotion, the happiness you felt was such that you did not realize that a worried Simu was awake.

"What... what happened? Love, are you okay...?" The fact of seeing you cry, laugh, tremble, and with your hands covering your face at the same time only increased his concern.

"(Y/N), talk to me." This time he muttered in a serious tone. "What's…?" His question was halfway through when he saw your cell phone at your feet, when he took it he knew the reason for your shock.

Without thinking twice, he takes your hands away from your face to start hugging you and celebrating with you. For your part, your mind was not in the here and now, so you did not impose any imposition on his caresses.

You remained crying with happiness on his shoulder for a long while longer until finally you calm down.

Already away from him, you noticed how your tears had accidentally soaked his hoodie. "Shit, honey your hoodie, I'm so sorry I am”

"That's the least of it now."

"But...". You tried to continue and no, you failed because of her sudden interruption

"Honey, you...? My God, you're nominated!!!"

"That's right..." You answered with the same or higher level of enthusiasm than he did

"I'm so happy and proud of you... How did you find out..."

"Martha"

"When...?"

"Today..."

"Oh my god, oh my god, (Y/N), You... You really did it!!... You..."

"I know, I can't believe it..." You commented, still in shock.

After a while, not hearing the voice of your manager, you knew he hung up.

You still couldn't believe what you were experiencing.

Finally, after years of hard work, nights full of insomnia, sacrifices, tears, bad days when you assured yourself that you got there, rejections, changes, and what seemed to be a streak of bad luck, your work finally began to pay off.

Out of nowhere, you felt how your body lightened, as if that streak of bad luck that had followed you for years disappeared into thin air. It was rare, as you had only experienced it a few times to date.

The first, is when you get your first opportunity in the industry.

The second, was when you meeting Simu for the first time