ʚ Armando González x Reader ɞ
Halloween Special
Hormiga & the reader dress up as Momo and Okarun from Dandadan
(I know it isn't even close to October but im already feeling the fall spirit)
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It was around Halloween, and you could only think of one thing: couple costumes.
It was your first Halloween in a relationship with Chivas’ most handsome player, Armando González.
You had met through mutual friends. Truthfully, you already had a crush on him long before you officially met, but after getting to know him, you fell even harder.
For five years, you stayed friends, even though everyone around you knew you liked each other. Neither of you ever had the courage to say anything. Armando was just as shy as you when it came to love.
Eventually, he got tired of all the longing and decided to confess.
He showed up with a huge ramo filled with your favorite flowers, plushies of your favorite characters, and, somehow, cardboard cutouts of all your favorite anime men.
You laughed so hard you almost cried.
Then he held up a poster that read:
”¿Puedo ser tu novio?”
Of course, you said yes.
From that day on, you were inseparable.
You went to every single one of his matches to cheer him on, and afterward, you’d both go home where you’d cuddle on the couch while forcing him to watch One Piece with you.
Luckily, he didn’t mind.
You both loved anime, even if your tastes weren’t exactly the same. He’d tell you about Blue Lock, while you’d spend hours rambling about whatever anime you were currently obsessed with.
Recently, that obsession was Dandadan.
You had just finished Season 2 and couldn’t stop noticing how similar Armando was to Okarun.
Both of them took forever to confess.
Both were adorably awkward.
Meanwhile, you were definitely more like Momo—more confident, but still secretly shy whenever your feelings for him became too obvious.
So naturally…
There was only one costume you wanted.
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Armando was at training while you sat in the family lounge watching practice.
The players were used to seeing you around by now. Some of them would even invite you onto the field during breaks just to mess around.
As soon as the whistle blew, Armando jogged over.
The second he reached you, he wrapped an arm around your waist and kissed you.
Immediately, a chorus of whistles echoed across the field.
“¡Ehhhh!”
“¡Ya déjenlos!”
You rolled your eyes while laughing.
Truthfully…
He only did this because he knew your childhood celebrity crush had always been Memo Ochoa.
He knew it wasn’t serious.
He knew Memo was just your favorite goalkeeper growing up.
But that didn’t stop him from acting a little possessive every now and then.
You grabbed his hand and pulled him a few steps away from everyone else.
Looking down at the ground, you slowly looked back up through your eyelashes, giving him your famous puppy eyes.
He sighed immediately.
“¿Qué pasó?”
“¿Te puedo decir algo?”
“Sí puedes… pero ya sé que me vas a pedir algo.”
You dramatically gasped.
“Qué payaso eres. Ni siquiera te voy a preguntar. Solo te estoy avisando.”
He crossed his arms.
“A ver.”
“Para Halloween nos vamos a vestir de Momo y Okarun.”
His smile disappeared.
“Pero yo quería ser alguien de Blue Lock.”
“Tú sabes que no me gusta ese anime.”
“Pero—”
“No hay peros.”
“…”
“O aceptas…”
“…”
“…o ya no te doy besos y me voy a mi casa.”
He immediately panicked.
“¡Nooo! Está bien, está bien. Lo que tú quieras.”
A huge smile spread across your face.
“Ese es mi otaku.”
You kissed his cheek.
“Voy a pedir los disfraces.”
Before he could answer, the rest of the players started yelling.
“¡Hormigaaa!”
“¡Ya vente!”
He sighed.
“Ya me están hablando.”
He leaned down for one last kiss.
“Te quiero.”
“Yo también. Bye.”
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You went home a little earlier than Armando that day so you could order the costumes.
Luckily, you found the perfect ones.
Without hesitation…
You clicked Order.
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A week later, they arrived.
You had already finished your makeup while Armando hid in the bathroom, changing into Okarun’s outfit.
A few minutes later…
The bathroom door slowly opened.
He awkwardly stepped out.
“¿Me veo guapo?”
You turned around.
Stared.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three…
Then completely lost it.
You burst into laughter so hard that tears filled your eyes.
He frowned.
“¿Qué?”
You couldn’t even answer.
You laughed so hard your knees gave out, leaving you sitting on the floor trying to breathe.
He crossed his arms.
“Cómo te gusta burlarte de mí.”
He turned around.
“Ya me lo voy a quitar.”
Still laughing, you quickly stood up and grabbed his wrist.
“No, no, no. Perdón.”
You cupped his face.
“Te ves muy guapo.”
He smiled.
“¿De verdad?”
You nodded before kissing him and putting the last minute touch, okarun's round glasses.
“Muchísimo.”
He smiled against your lips.
“Bueno… ¿ya?”
“¿Ya qué?”
“Ya vámonos.”
You blinked.
“¿A dónde?”
“¿Cómo que a dónde?”
“Nunca hicimos planes.”
He chuckled.
“Los muchachos organizaron una fiesta.”
You gasped dramatically.
“¿Y no me dijiste?”
“Era sorpresa.”
You looked down at your cosplay.
“Ahora siento que vine demasiado arreglada.”
He looked you up and down.
“Te ves bien.”
You narrowed your eyes.
“¿Nomás bien?”
“…”
“Pues vete solo.”
He laughed before hugging you.
“Te ves hermosa.”
“Así me gusta.”
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When they arrived…
The “party” was honestly just a bunch of Mexico National Team players hanging out in costumes while drinking and laughing.
You immediately felt overdressed.
Especially since you had made your Momo skirt a little longer.
No way were you wearing the anime version.
As you walked in, the first person to notice you was Carlos Acevedo.
He was dressed as a vampire.
Honestly…
The costume was ridiculously good.
The fake fangs.
The cape.
Even the makeup.
He looked up.
Immediately recognizing you two.
“Me encantaron sus disfraces.”
He pointed at Armando.
“Okarun…”
Then pointed at you.
“…y Momo, ¿verdad?”
You smiled proudly.
“¡Sí! Aunque él no tuvo opción.”
Armando quietly started making the imaginary help signal.
You smacked his arm.
Carlos laughed.
“Bueno, los demás los están esperando.”
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When you reached the group, everyone turned.
Quiñones looked confused.
“¿Y ustedes de qué vienen?”
“Somos personajes de mi anime favorito.”
He looked at Armando.
“Déjame adivinar… ¿Hormiga no tuvo opción?”
You nodded.
“Exactamente.”
Everyone burst into laughter.
Just then…
Memo Ochoa walked over.
Except…
He wasn’t wearing a costume.
He was literally wearing a Mexico training outfit.
You laughed immediately.
“No manches.”
“¿Ese fue tu disfraz?”
He shrugged proudly.
“Soy Memo Ochoa.”
Everyone laughed.
He looked at you.
“La verdad sí les quedaron muy bien los disfraces.”
Armando immediately wrapped an arm around your waist.
You couldn’t help laughing.
“hormiga… cálmate. Somos amigos.”
“Sí, cómo no.”
You looked over at Memo.
A mischievous grin spread across your face.
He instantly understood.
“Pues alguien sí se ve muy guapa.”
You dramatically placed a hand over your heart.
“Muchas gracias, guapo.”
Armando hugged you even tighter.
Memo had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.
“No, ya. Estoy jugando.”
Armando still looked unconvinced.
“Más te vale.”
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Perfect timing.
Gilberto Mora walked in.
Except…
He was wearing the exact same Mexico outfit as Memo.
You looked between them.
Then started laughing again.
“No puede ser.”
Memo pointed at him.
“¡Me copió!”
“Mentira.”
Gilberto shrugged.
“Yo llegué primero.”
The room exploded into laughter.
Then Mora looked at you.
“Oigan…”
“Deberían hacer un TikTok.”
You immediately turned toward Armando.
“¡Sí!”
“No.”
“Por favor.”
“No.”
He sighed dramatically.
“Ya me obligaste a ponerme esto.”
“Pues ahora TikTok.”
“Estoy siendo torturado.”
You smiled sweetly.
“Y te encanta.”
“…”
“Sí.”
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After scrolling through TikTok for a few minutes…
You found it.
“There!”
You handed Armando your phone.
It was the trend where Okarun stood in front of the camera while Momo danced in random places throughout the background to the Creepy Nuts opening.
He sighed.
“Está bien.”
You smiled.
“¿Sí?”
“Pero solo porque te amo.”
You kissed his cheek.
“Yo también.”
Then another idea appeared.
“Oye…”
He already looked scared.
“¿Qué?”
“Los demás deberían salir atrás.”
He laughed.
“No creo que acepten.”
“Pregúntales.”
He sighed dramatically.
“Está bien.”
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A few minutes later…
Everyone had somehow agreed.
"Más te vale subir ese TikTok." Raúl laughed.
"Espero que esto no me dé pena después." Brian joked.
You set your phone against a speaker.
Music started.
Armando stood perfectly serious in front of the camera while you danced dramatically in the background.
Halfway through…
Memo casually walked behind him doing the dance perfectly.
Everyone burst into laughter.
“¡Otra!”
This time it was Mora.
He popped out from behind a couch and immediately just started posing as memo.
Now for Quiñones
He slowly moonwalked across the back of the video without saying a single word.
Raúl appeared holding a bag of chips, dancing with absolutely zero rhythm before walking off screen like nothing happened.
Lastly Brian,
Brian ran into frame dramatically, pretending to chase you while Armando stayed completely still in front of the camera trying not to laugh.
He failed.
The video ended with him laughing and faking helping you.
When you finally finished recording, everyone crowded around your phone.
"No manches..."
"Sí quedó bien chingón."
"Ya súbelo."
You posted it without another thought.
Within minutes…
The comments exploded.
“Hormiga haciendo cualquier cosa por su novia.”
“Brian trolleándolo otra vez JAJAJA.”
“Mora vestido de Memo fue lo mejor del video.”
“Necesitamos más TikToks así.”
Armando looked at the comments before wrapping an arm around your shoulders.
"¿Sabes qué?"
He smiled.
"La verdad... yo sí quería disfrazarme de alguien de Blue Lock.
You looked at him with fake disappointment.
He laughed.
“Pero…”
He kissed your forehead.
"...la verdad sí me divertí."
You grinned.
"Te lo dije."
He rolled his eyes.
"Sí, sí, ya sé."
Then pulled you closer.
“Pero el próximo Halloween…”
"¿Ahora tú escoges?"
He smiled.
“Ahora yo escojo."
You laughed.
"Eso ya lo veremos."
The rest of the players immediately started yelling.
“¡No la dejes escoger otra vez, Hormiga!”
He sighed dramatically.
"Ya ni modo... desde ahorita sé que voy a perder."
The room erupted in laughter as you snuggled against his side, already planning next year’s costumes while everyone continued teasing the poor Chivas player for being hopelessly in love.
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(I finally got the confidence to write in Spanish as I passed AP Spanish. Anyways thank you for the support. Love yall!⋆.ೃ࿔*:･)
