#zdi

“Trinidad was amazing and I’ve got so much to show you guys.The vibes,la comida,everything!” She smiles at the camera on her iPad.

“I didn’t text you back Joel because mi teléfono esta muerto.” She shrugs “also I couldn’t find my charger so I had to go get a new one this morning but ya girl had work to do and so I didn’t put my phone on the charger until about fifteen minutes ago.”

She was no stranger to the cncowners that popped up on her lives or in her comments at times so when it started going crazy once they realized Joel was in there she only laughs.Amará first met the guys during La Banda,it was the summer before she started university and she wanted some hands on experience as well as some extra cash if she wanted to get the apartment she had her eyes on.With her knowledge of both audio and visual tech she had found herself apart of the sound crew but mainly under Eddie. Amará met a lot of people that summer but the ones she had become closest to were the ones that would go on to be known as CNCO.

She had helped with the production of their first album and a couple of their photo shoots and videos as well before she took a break to focus on finishing school.Even with how busy they were,they always somehow managed to make their friendship last but for one it had become something more.In the beginning it was more so an open relationship.She knew with the career he had that there would always be temptation especially for those long nights on the road and given the fact that she was a year older Amará didn’t want to stop him from experiencing life.

Their age gap wasn’t big but life had made her way more mature for someone who was almost twenty three.They had this open relationship for a year and a half before he told her that he only wanted her.No more sharing just the both of them and here they are today.In a relationship that only the ones closest to them knew about. Amará didn’t have much family(that she knew) but she still hadn’t told them.

It wasn’t that she was ashamed of Zabdiel,far from it but she knew how vindictive her aunt could get,how her cousins behaved and not to mention that one aunt who always went after everybody’s man.She wasn’t ready to throw him into all that just yet.

Zabdiel however had introduced her to his mother as “his future wife” before they had even started dating and so she was well acquainted with his family.She thanked god that she’d taken up a minor in modern languages and linguistics because she’d be lost when trying to communicate.

Zabdiel didn’t care for the small age gap. Amará had fell into his lap -Joel and Yoandri were fucking around backstage and she tripped on one of the wires landing straight with her ass on his lap- and he couldn’t get the thought of how you fit perfectly with him out of his mind. She gave him space to grow and learn and it was just one of the many things he admired about the woman. Amará didn’t need him financially,an independent woman to the fullest but there was something so sexy to him about a woman who had her shit together and didn’t rely on or cling to him.

Even though she didn’t cling,Amará always texts him throughout the day occasionally and the only text he had gotten was the one letting him know that she was back in Miami and tired as fuck.His calls went straight to voicemail and his texts unanswered and if he’s being honest he was feeling neglected.He hasn’t seen her in a month and all he wants is her attention even if just for a moment.

Grabbing the first shirt he sees,Zabdiel throws it on.Phone and wallet in pocket and keys in his hand, he locks his apartment and makes his way to the parking garage.The drive to her place isn’t long and he’s soon parking in her driveway.He uses the key she’d given him to get in.Zabdiel kicks his shoes off by the front door before he’s venturing off to find his girlfriend.

Amará is still busy answering questions and chatting when she first hears his voice but dismisses it as her just missing him.The guys gotten back from DR a couple days ago and they had studio sessions today from what Richard had told her when she ran into him and his daughter.The music she was playing wasn’t loud but she certainly didn’t hear her front door nor her bedroom door open and so when Zabdiel comes in calling out “mamita” she jumps,knocking her empty cup over in the process.

“Dios mío! Don’t do that shit!”

“I wouldn’t have to if you’d replied to my texts or answered my calls.” He states with his hands on his hips before he’s leaning over as she looks up at him.Eyes focused on her lips he huffs when his comes into contact with her palm.

“Babyyyyyy,” he whines which Amará finds adorable as he rarely ever behaves like this.

“Don’t bend anymore into frame or we’re both in deep shit.”

“Pero quiero un beso.”

“I’m on live,you’ll get a kiss after.” One look at her screen and she could see her comments going crazy.

Who is that?

Sounds like Zabdi

Who’s she talking to?

She has a boyfriend?

“Quiero un beso ahora.” He pouts and she finds herself wanting to give in but she knew that they couldn’t risk it especially since they hadn’t spoken to his management about going public.

“You will..when I’m done with this live.” Zabdiel stands to his full height and crosses his arms over his chest then huffs and sits next to her but out of the cameras view and waits until she’s deep into whatever she’s talking about before he’s quickly pushing her onto her back and gripping both her hands in one of his and holding them above her head while settling himself in between her partially spread thighs.

“Dame mi beso,” Zabdiel demands again and she can only look at him like he’s lost his damn mind.He doesn’t give her time to deny him again as he presses his lips to hers.Zabdiel sighs contentedly and presses one to her cheek then her lips that he pecks continuously until he feels her reciprocating.

The all too familiar coconut flavor of her plump lips and her womanly scent was what he needed after a long day and maybe some cuddles.It was like he was the waves in the ocean because no matter how many times they’ve kissed the shoreline they couldn’t stop coming back and he never wanted that feeling to fade.

“Was that so hard?” Is whispered against her lips as he finds himself pulling away even though he’d rather not.

“I’m making sure Clara knows this is all your doings and I’m just a victim.” He feels her pout and he chuckles softly and sits up pulling her with him.

“It’s not like they saw anything,some legs but that’s about it.Plus I already spoke to her about it and she said it was up to me.” He shrugs nonchalantly.

“So you just expose us like that?” She says playfully and he just shrugs.

“There was only two more minutes left though,we’ll handle it later but can we please go to bed? I need cuddles and head rubs.”

Amará sighs and leans over pecking her boyfriend’s lips.She stands and extends her hand to him pulling him towards the bed.She climbs in and waits for him to strip out of his shirt before he’s joining her.

For some reason Zabdiel found it most comfortable sleeping between her legs,one hand up her shirt -if she wore one- holding a breast,the other one a pillow for his head as she played with his hair or rubbed his head softly.It put him at ease and lulled him to sleep like the sweetest lullaby he’s ever heard.