A/N: In which Sad Eyes and Diaz find themselves in a compromising situation after a Santos backyard party goes wrong... (Loosely based off the song "Boyfriend" by Ariana Grande ft. Social House)
Warnings: 18+, smut, light choking, riding, unprotected sex, jealousy, strong language.
Word count: 2822
*All credit for the name José goes to other writers*
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"You ain't my boyfriend,
And I ain't your girlfriend,
But you don't want me to see nobody else,
And I don't want you to see nobody.
But you ain't my boyfriend,
And I ain't your girlfriend,
But you don't want me to touch nobody else,
Baby we ain't gotta tell nobody."
"Monse what looks hotter? This—" She holds up a red bodysuit to her chest, letting Monse get a good look at it. "Or this one?" As she takes away the red one and switches it to a lacy black piece.
"Black, definitely black." A deep voice startles her as she turns her head to the side, catching his gaze.
"Mhm, I agree." Monse absentmindedly answers, too occupied on her phone to care.
"What're you doing here?" She tosses the hangers aside, looking up at his taller frame.
"Thought I'd stop by and help out your brother. Considerin' it's kinda my job." He shrugs, looking at her lips quickly then darting his gaze to her eyes.
"I'm gonna go now." Monse slips out awkwardly between the two of them, meeting up with Cesar in the living room.
She sighs, going back to picking out an outfit and finishing up her makeup. He can't help but notice how softly she coats her lashes with mascara, turning to look at him with big doe eyes, imagining her in another more compromising situation.
"We still haven't talked about that day—" He clears his throat, catching her gaze in the mirror.
"What's there to talk about?" Her voice coming out more defensive than she wanted it to.
"You're okay wit— I mean you're not a little weirded out by it?" He struggles to get the words out, eyes flitting anywhere but to hers.
"I mean you walked in on me so—" She hums, beginning to undo the string on her sweatpants.
"On accident, mami." He shrugs.
"Yeah and then you stayed a little too long." She glares over her shoulder at him. "I need to get changed unless you wanna stay for that too?" She tilts her head mockingly, beginning to pull down the sweats just enough that a small bit of skin showed.
He chuckles humorlessly, reaching her in one long stride, "You're funny, you know that."
"I don't think my brother would like the lack of distance between us." She manages to whisper, hand coming up to splay on his chest.
"Nothin's going on though, nena, just a friendly talk between two friends." He smirks that annoying smirk that she so badly wanted to wipe off his face. "I'll see you outside."
