Three Caballeros one-shots

worried for you (José x Reader)

A/N: So this chapter does have a slight mention of gore. If that is bothersome, I suggest you don't read this. If gore does not bother you, read on.  :)

You felt like you were about to pass out.

Never had you felt such fear running through you. Sure, you had those moments where you thought the Caballeros were going to die, but they were always okay.

Not until this adventure.

The Caballeros and Xandra went off to stop Felldrake again. It looked like they had it under control, right?

Nope. Someone was wounded. And it had to be your boyfriend.

When he was dragged in (with the help of Donald), there was a gash on his right hip. Blood was trickling down his leg. It looked like José passed out because of the pain it caused him.

Donald and Panchito put José's limp body in a chair.

You lean against a wall and put your hands against your eyes. You heard Panchito and Ari yelling and getting who knows what from the cabana.

You slid down until you sat on the ground, trembling and tears urging to be released. "This can't be," you mutter, running your hands through the feathers on your legs.

As you looked up, you saw the charro rooster aiding José and Xandra walking up to you.

"Is he going to be okay?" you ask, your voice cracking.

The goddess kneels and sits alongside you. "I hope. He doesn't seem to be badly hurt."

You nod, allowing Xandra to bring you into a hug.

"I'm sorry José got hurt. I wish there is something I could do to make it up to you," she whispers, gently rubbing your shoulder.

"It's okay, Xandra. I should have known this was dangerous."

After a little, you shakily stand up and nearly stumble to him.

You sat next to the parrot, waiting for him to wake up.

Panchito glances at you and pouts. He marches over to you and pulls you into a hug.

"Thank you, Chito," you mutter, enclosing your arms around his torso.

"Anything to make you feel better," he coos, gently leaning his cheek into the side of your head. The rooster glides his hand along the length of your back and kisses your head.

It wasn't long until the parrot stirred. José groaned lowly, fluttering his eyes open. Donald rushed to get the macaw something to drink.

You kneel in front of your boyfriend, tears still brimming your eyes.

José lazily looks at you and smiles. "(Y/N), my dear," he says softly. You gently squeeze his shoulders and begin to cry quietly.

"Querida, I-" he begins, his hand caressing your cheek.

"I'm so happy you're not dead, amor," you squeak, wrapping your arms around his neck.

The parrot frowns, returning the embrace.

"You're the reason why I hung on, my dear," he whispers, kissing your cheek.

Your cheeks flush as your grip slightly tightens.

The parrot was known for being charming and loving, even in the worst cases. In some ways, you were glad because it lessened the tension in the circumstances. Other times, it would likely make you embarrassed.

You stay there and feel his smooth green feathers. As you kiss his feathers, you can feel the Brazillian smile softly. The parrot stands, making you back away and wipe tears from your eyes.

José's face lightens as he leans on the table. You put his arm over your shoulders as you feel him put most of his weight onto you. The two of you slowly make your way to the couch.

The two of you sit on the sofa, with Panchito sitting next to you. Xandra lies in one of the armchairs, and Donald relaxes in the other one.

"Put your legs on my lap, buddy."

José does as you requested. He flinches when you lightly stroke his leg. "Don't worry, my love."

Ari attempted to bring some life back by playing music. The bird also cleaned the drying blood on José's leg.

Donald's face turns blank as Panchito nods his head to the beat. The triplets come in and follow the rooster's nodding.

Soon, everyone dispersed from the commons area for the evening. You stayed with José and observed his peaceful slumber.

You were worried about how he was going to heal, but you were glad he is alive.

It's been months since José's injury. He can walk without assistance, and he has a barely detectable limp.

Your boyfriend agreed to be careful on every adventure. You were skeptical at first, but he didn't get another injury.

Today, the Caballeros and Xandra came back in time for dinner. You wanted to check on José to see how he was doing.

You were timid and questioned if he wanted to chat with you about it.

So, naturally, you nervously dragged him away after dinner.

"What is it, meu amor? Is something wrong?" he asks, taking your hands.

You shook your head and gazed into his warming orange eyes. They almost made you forget why you pulled him away from the party.

"I was wondering how you are with your cut," you reply.

José peers down at the mark, which has lime green feathers dotted on it.

"I'm getting better, querida. Don't worry about me."

You cross your arms and smirk. "You know how I am with you, José. I worry about you."

The bird nods. "I know, (Y/N)," he says softly. The two of you lock eyes again. "Without your help, I would have healed as fast as I did."

You huff, not able to have a straight face.

The macaw grins, bringing you into a hug. José twirls you around and repeatedly kisses your cheeks and beak.

You begin to chuckle. The two of you hug as José caresses your beak one more time.

José peers at you and gives you a soft smile. His eyes, his smile- everything you saw made you happy he was alive.

"I'm glad I have a gorgeous bird that worries about my health."

You stumble over your words, gazing at the ground.

The macaw giggles, pecking your forehead.

"Eu te amo muito, querida," he tells you, resting his hands on your hips.

"Eu te amo mais, amor," you respond, wrapping your arms around his neck.

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Okay so I meant to upload this like two weeks ago but never got to it lol. But here are the translations!

(Meu) querida- (my) darling/sweetheart

(Meu) amor- (my) love

Eu te amo muito, querida- i love you very much, darling/sweetheart

Eu te amo mais, amor- I love you more, love