Bruno Madrigal x Reader - (18+)

bastard. (SFW)

this one is in second person.

(ANOTHER SFW CHAPTER)

This ones different/ a bit more angsty but it was fun to write (fluff at end)

The night of Mirabel's gifting ceremony was the night Bruno Madrigal went missing. Your husband left his tower, and nobody had seen him since. Not a soul.

You cried every night, still living in the more comfortable part of Bruno's room, that consisted of a large bedroom and a nursery, where the two of you had planned to raise a child together someday.

You wept, not knowing where he was, why he left or.. if he was even among the living anymore. 

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5 years later.

It was a normal day in the casita.

 You were doing some general chores around the house. Being married into the Madrigals for 11 years now, you held the last name but not a gift-

 so you were left doing regular work for the family alongside Pepa's husband Felix, and Julieta's husband Augustin. 

Mirabel didn't receive a gift despite being a born a Madrigal, but her being only 10 she was always running around outside with Camilo and the village children. You always wondered if Mirabel not getting a gift played a part in your husband's departure.

As you were dusting casita, you neared a painting next to Dolores' door. As soon as the end of your duster touched it, it bounced back. 

"Ay.. I need to straighten it." you put the duster down, grabbing the bottom corners of the canvas.

Went you tried to tilt the thing.. It wouldn't budge. You thought maybe something was stuck so you moved it to the side. What you saw confused you.

It wasn't  a wall- it was a hole that led into the walls of casita.

"Casita.. what is this?"

 the house was silent.

You took a deep breath in, there was only one way to solve this- and dusting was getting quite boring.

As you stepped in to the hidden passage, the picture gently closed itself behind you, leaving you in the dark.

You took a moment to let your eyes adjust to the lighting, and soon the cracks in casita's walls were enough to illuminate your journey. 

You carefully made your way through the narrow hallways, being mindful of each creak the floorboards made when you stepped on them. 

As you navigated through the walls of casita, you noticed something.. weird. There were stray household objects in random parts of the maze, such as toothbrushes, books and the odd fork or knife.

Things that had gone missing. Someone had been using the passage to take things from casita.. only to leave them in the walls?

 At first you wanted to blame the rats but there wasn't much evidence that showed the rats had the capability to make a functioning door out of a painting, let alone carve a hole into the wall.

You saw something glisten in the corner of your eye, and you bent down to inspect it.

Just then you heard the sound of someone tripping on their feet as a loud thudded footstep echoed through the wooden structure. 

You turned around to the noise, seeing only the end of a cloak disappearing behind a corner.

You instantly took off running towards it, desperate for answers. Why was this here? Who was that? You rounded the corner, seeing whoever was running.

You held onto your skirt, lifting it up every time you made a jump as you began catching up to the cloaked figure.

"HEY! STOP!" You shouted after the person, almost grasping the end of their cloak before they jumped over a large opening in the floor. You stumbled, almost falling in.

You stepped back, watching as the figure kept running.

Taking a deep breath in, you took a few more steps back before feeling yourself run and jump, flying across the huge hole in the ground.

You almost made it, but you fell just short.

Desperately reaching out for anything, you somehow caught a floorboard that was hanging off of the edge. 

Now you were there, in the dim lighting of the interior of casitas walls, hanging on for dear life as the floorboard began to..

crack

"HELP! Casita.. help.."

creak

"Casita.. please.."

and snap,

Until it finally gave in.

You shut your eyes and shouted out of panic as you fell, preparing for this to be your last moment.

But something- no, someone caught you.

You opened your eyes and looked up. 

Bruno. Bruno Madrigal, your husband that had been missing for 5 years. You're fucking joking me.

"You're very sweaty."

"Where the fu-" your expression turned angry but your sentence was cut off as the plank under Bruno snapped, dropping you both.

 He quickly leaned forward, holding you to his chest making it so that when you fell, he would land on his back while you landed on top of him. And that's exactly what happened; alongside a loud grunt from Bruno. 

The fall wasn't as high as you thought it was. You stood up quickly, dusting off your dress. You turned to your husband with an angry face, watching as he stood up to face you. You then delivered a swift slap to his left cheek.

Before he could even open his mouth you were already screaming profanities at him.

"Where the actual FUCK have you been?! You have no idea how goddamn worried I've been, crying every night, waiting for you to come home!" You inched closer to the poncho wearing man as you yelled out all of your anger at him.

"You insolent BASTAR-" you were silenced when Bruno stepped forward, pulling you into a tight hug. He just held your head in one hand, the other being around your waist as he sobbed. He held your head close to his chest, and you could hear his heart thundering as he silently cried.

"I am so, so sorry mi amor." he spoke softly.

Slowly, you put your arms around him, beginning to feel your own tears fall. You held him tight, and you both just cried for a bit.

He held your face, kissing you softly for the first time in years. Your heart was complete again.

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bit of an angsty chapter with a fluff ending/ might start writing more fluff but dw smut will still be posted swell

also your comments are taking me the fuck out y'all r so funny