#dtmf

Benito x reader

warnings: fluff & use of y/n

(not proofread)

summary: sometimes private people have to come out publicly as lovers.

JUNE 2025

♡ by sabrinacarpenter, badbunnypr, ladygaga and others

y/nuser the life of a show girl is now yours!

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user1 loveeeee!

sabrinacarpenter honored to be on this record ♡

⤷y/nuser you’re the sweetest

user STOP TALKING DIRTY TO ME

user2 eldest daughter is a flop

ladygaga been on repeat all day! so beautiful!

user3 guys who are these songs about

⤷ user4 No because you don’t just write a song like wood for no one

⤷user5 bad bunny liked…

FEBRUARY 2026

Your perfectly sequined gown shimmered in the lights of constant camera flashes. Flashy silver crystals hung delicately from the Versace gown that sat perfectly on your body.

“Over here!”

“Give us a smile!”

“Show the back!”

The paparazzi shouted over each other, expecting you to satisfy their particular needs. Safe to say, your back never faced the cameras. The headache that came along with the flashes was something that would never get easier. Seeing stars while pretending you’re perfectly fine.

After being rushed through short interviews and more small photo opportunities, your manager lead you to the table inside. Dimly lit with an unscented candle, your table was occupied with placeholders but also one specific girl you’ve grown very close to throughout the past year: Sabrina Carpenter. She’s been a fan of you for a while and the feelings were mutual. Inviting her to do a collaboration was the easiest “yes” the singer has ever said. After the first day in the studio, the two of you got along like sisters. Two peas in a pod. The title track, which featured her, ended up being the one that took the longest to record due to the fact one of you was always laughing.

“Sabrina!” You squealed as you ran to embrace her in your arms.

“Hi!” The blond giggled and wrapped her hands around you. “Wow, you look stunning.”

“Says you.” Sabrina’s hair has always been perfect and her outfits were always perfect. Her silver dress sat perfectly, causing her eyes to shimmer a little extra.

Your conversation was short due to the fact Sabrina would be opening the show with a performance, so you sat down by yourself at the table. With a small smile, your eyes gazed around the room. While soaking up the situation, everything paused. With his back to you, you could still tell who it was sitting across the room from you.

You two had already discussed not sitting next to each other just to keep privacy, but your heart stung a little from the sight of him also sitting alone. Benito smiled at the few celebrities rushing to their seats as the show began. As soon as the lights dim, your eyes snap forward to avoid looking suspicious. The headlines would be insane if anyone caught the way you had just looked at your partner.

The show slowly dragged on with constant performances and a few awards here and there. Sabrina had returned to her seat and now grasped onto your hand with a tight grip.

“And the Grammy for best pop duo performance goes to…. The Life of a Showgirl, Y/n and Sabrina Carpenter!”

Letting out a small laugh, you stood to your feat and embraced the girl next to you. Your heart was racing and your fingers were shaking as the two of you pranced up the stage. Hand in hand, you grabbed ahold of the award and stood with Sabrina in front of the microphone.

“Oh my, this is absolutely insane!” You started and pushed your hair behind your head out of habit. “Honestly, this song was made with so much laughter and smiles that’s all that mattered.”

“We had the best time together pouring our hearts into something that brought so many people so much joy, so thank you for listening!” Sabrina added after you nodded your head to the microphone for her to add into the speech.

“Thank you Sabrina for writing this song with me. Thank you everyone who helped us make this song and album possible. Although this is a perfect ending for us, what is happening around the country, innocent lives being lost is not a perfect ending. Change needs to happen and that starts with speaking out.” Your eyes scanned the room and subconsciously landed on your boyfriend sitting in the audience with a huge smile on his face. Was he crying? “Thank you again!”

You glanced one last time at Benito, giving him a small smile before turning around with your friend.

By the time the last award rolled around you were slightly tipsy and your feet were on fire. Dancing to the music in heels was not for the weak. This was the award you were most nervous for. Yes, you were nominated for best album of the year, but you also were going head to head with Benito’s. The last thing that would happen would be jealousy, but all you wanted was at least one of you to win.

“And the Grammy goes to,” Harry Styles opened the card painfully slow, taking his time as he pulled the seal away. “Bad Bunny: DeBí TiRAR MáS FOTos!”

DtMF played in the background but the applause consumed the entire room. People shot up to their feet instantly, but the two were stuck in their seats. Your mouth opened slightly, causing tears to well in your eyes. Your eyes looked across the room and landed on his body. Slouched in his seat with his hand covering his eyes. He was crying. You raised to your feet, getting a better view as the man took deep breathes to control his emotions. A few moments later, he stood from his seat and slowly turned his head back. It was like the meeting of your eyes alone caused the tears to fall for both of you. He shoved his chair away slightly and walked.

But he wasn’t walking to the stage.

Your eyes widen in shock as he swiftly approaches. Without hesitation his arms wrap around you, pulling you close to his body. Out of habit, your arm wrap around his neck and your fingers gently run through the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Lo lograste.” You whispered as you pulled back slightly, bringing your lips to his. At this point, the crowd around was so loud you couldn’t even hear them anymore. The noise didn’t matter when he was in your arms.

“Contigo. Por ti.” He smiled and placed a small kiss on your forehead before walking up to the stage to accept the award. You stood in slight shock, feeling flustered about the entire situation.

“How did I not know?” Sabrina tapped your shoulder, pulling you out of your trance.

“Uh,” you laugh after being pulled back into reality, “No one was supposed to know.”

“Puerto Rico,” His voice sounded in the room, drawing your attention back in. “créeme cuando te digo que cuando seamos mucho más grandes que 100 x 35, no habrá nada que no podamos lograr. Gracias, Dios. Gracias a la Academia. Gracias a todos los que han creído en mí a lo largo de mi carrera. Gracias a todas las personas que han trabajado en este álbum. Gracias, mamá, por traerme al mundo en Puerto Rico. Te amo.”

“Gracias Y/n por estar a mi lado y mantenernos en secreto durante todo este tiempo. Te amo más de lo que las palabras pueden expresar.”

“I want to dedicate this award to all the people who had to leave their homeland to follow their dreams; a todas las personas que han perdido a un ser querido y, aun así, han tenido que seguir adelante con mucha fuerza. Este premio es para ti. Gracias por todo el amor. Lo quiero. A todos los latinos del mundo y a todos los artistas que me precedieron y que merecieron estar en este escenario recibiendo este premio, muchas gracias.”

By the end of the speech, and the end of the show in general, your feet carried you to the doors leading to backstage trying to get to Benito as fast as possible. You still had tears streaming down your cheeks as you rushed through the hallways to hear his voice. Though spanish is not your first language, Benito has slowly been helping you learn. Whether it was singing a song to you or helping you read a menu while in Puerto Rico with him, you slowly began to understand. His speech hit harder when you knew what he was saying. It also hit harder due to the fact he brought you up.

“Ey! Mami!” His voice called out from behind you. In his hands were his multiple awards from the night.

You let out a small laugh at the sight and follow him into one of the backstage rooms. Photo crews stood together telling him to pose with his awards. You snuck into the sea of people, taking photos of your own as he posed.

“Venga.” He waved his hand forward and gestured to the space beside him. “Hold one.”

“Why would I hold—” Your words are cut off when you grab the award and all of a sudden his arms are wrapped around you. The clicks of cameras went off as you both laughed from the interaction.

“Te amo.” He whispered against your hair, brushing it behind your ear so you could hear his words. “El mundo lo sabe ahora.”

“No me importa,” You laugh and look at his brown eyes. “Eres todo lo que importa.”

♡ by grammys, badbunnypr, tmz, sabrinacarpenter & others

y/nuser only you possess the key

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user5 I KNEW IT

user10 this is what the world needed right now

user11 i cried when he ran to her

badbunnypr Cariña, te amo ♡

⤷y/nuser honeyyy

⤷user13 OMG “you can call me honey if you want because i’m the one you want” IT ALL MAKES SENSE

sabrinacarpenter mami y papi