Various x Reader One Shots

Bruno Madrigal X Reader

Bruno Madrigal (Encanto) x Reader

Requested by @yahmagno1

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a/n- i am 19, i feel comfortable w writing this. pls, don't attack me like some fans have attacked other writers/tiktokers because of the age gap. y/n is the same age as bruno and i am not at all promoting grooming/pedophilia. ty!

"Bruno, mi amigo, please!" You groaned, laying down on a bench, your legs resting in Bruno's lap.

"That just doesn't seem like something you want to know!" He shrugged, "Why worry about who you're going to marry?"

You had just returned from a date with some random man Pepa had set you up with. She talked him up, making you excited to possibly meet the one, but the gilipollas was not only a complete slob, but continuously made derogatory comments. Were you a great cook and could you clean? Yes. For him? Never. You were in your mid-twenties and it was hard seeing all of your friends getting married and having beautiful children when you were yet to find anyone worth your time.

You shook your head, "I don't hear you giving the townspeople advice when they ask for a fortune."

Bruno sighed, "Do you really want to know that bad?"

You sat up, "Uh, yeah!"

"It's nobody. You die alone." He retorted wistfully, and you gasped loudly, leaning over and smacking his arm. He chuckled, standing to escape your hits, which caused you to tumble to the ground.  "Oh, oh- sorry, uh-"

Bruno offered you a hand, which you quickly took, helping you stand. Even after rising, you grasped onto his hand, (e/c) eyes narrowing in on his. A rose color dusted over his cheeks as you moved in closer until you were inches apart. "Tell. Me." Bruno averted his eyes as he bit his lip, trying to contain in his blush. "Bruno-"

"-Fine! Dios Mío, (Y/n)!" He swiftly pulled his hands away, instantly missing the warmth, and marched towards Casita.

The walk was filled with your little comments, trying to guess who it would be or what they would look like, all while Bruno tried to contain his sour mood.

He wanted to be the one you married.

You and Bruno had known each other for years now. You had befriended Pepa in school, soon becoming one of her closest friends. This led to you joining her and her family for a dinner. Bruno immediately knew he was screwed. You were beautiful, and funny, and smart... wow, you were perfect. Slowly, as Pepa's time focused more on her boyfriend, then husband, Felix, you found yourself drawing closer to Bruno. Pepa will still one of your best friends, but that didn't stop Bruno from being one too.

He was miserably and desperately in love with you.

"Brilliant, let's go!" You made a move to open his door and he pulled you back by the waist, placing you behind him.

"Tsk tsk tsk," He shook a finger, "Already trying to get into my chambers? Why, we haven't even had our first date."

"Oh, please." You huffed, itching your nose to hide your blush, but took a step back, leaning against a pillar, "No one but Bruno allowed in Bruno's room, I know, got it, done."

a/n i forgot the layout of where his door is don't come for me if this is wrong

Bruno sent you a grateful smile before slamming the door shut. You hummed in amusement, beginning to pick at your cuticles as you knew he would be some time.

About half an hour later, just as you were about to scout the kitchen for some snacks, the door knob rattled and the door slowly opened. You immediately jumped to your feet, a beam finding it's way to your face. "So?" Bruno stood, unresponsive, eyes wide and face a dark red "Bruno?"

"Uh-I...It's..." He squeezed his face together, trying to find the best words to use.

"Who is it?" Your heart dropped at the sight, before placing on a smirk, "Is it one of your sisters?" You gasped. "Is it Pepa? Do I ruin her and Felix's marriage?"

"What? No! No, uh-"

"Are they ugly?" You tilted your head, sending him a teasing frown.

"Kinda." Bruno breathed out sadly.

"As if." You rolled your eyes, "I have standards." You chuckled to yourself before waving the statement off, "Jokes. Anyways-"

"-I told you, you don't wanna know!" Bruno snapped, then wincing at his outburst. You raised an eyebrow as a response and he sighed.
"Sorry, it just-"

"Is it you?" You mused, folding your hands behind your back. He froze. You stifled a laugh at he tried to find his words. Realizing the state you left him in, you paused, shock falling of your face, "Is it you?"

Swallowing, Bruno finally replied, "I- yes?"

Your mouth fell open, "Oh." You pointed at him accusingly when he nodded. "Oh!"

"You're disappointed." He breathed sadly, "I would be too-"

"-No! No, no, no." You frantically shook your head, "Dios Mío, no- I just...didn't think you felt the same way?" You winced, "Or will feel the same way?"

A smile slowly formed on his face and before you could register what was happening, both of his hands were cradling your jawline. Bruno held you there for a second, both of your breathes fanning each other. His eyes flickered to yours, and when seeing they were closed, he pulled you into him, closing the gap. Instantly, one hand found his shoulder while the other pressed against his chest.

Your back hit the pillar you had been previously leaning on. Your arms snaked around his neck while his fell onto your waist, tugging you closer to him.

Someone cleared their throat you both swiftly turned to see Julieta, his sister, standing there with a tray of food. Her eyes flashed between you and her brother's, before smiling and holding out the platter. "I saw you out here waiting for Bruno and thought you may be hungry."

You sent the man in your arms a 'what do i do' look before pushing him away with a grand gesture and beaming, "Oh, mi vida, you shouldn't have!" You hugged her, pecking her cheek. "How would you feel if Bruno saw the future and told you that you and I got hitched."

She raised an eyebrow, a small smug grin falling onto her face. "After witnessing that, I don't think that's the predicament here."

She gestured for you to grab another treat before turning away. Bruno and you watched her head down the stairs and back into the kitchen.

"So, future husband." You teased, turning to the dark haired male.

Bruno grimaced, "Ew-"

"-Oh, shut up." You scowled, slapping his chest, only to be tugged into said chest. When you turned to meet his gaze, a soft pair of lips met yours. You hummed, returning the gesture.

"Future husband." He mumbled, smiling in admiration. "I could get use to the sound of that."

A/n- pls lmk if any of my translations are incorrect! i'm not a fluent spanish speaker, only a few school years into learning!

mi amigo - my friend
gilipollas - asshole / jerk
Dios Mío - my god
Casita - house
cojones - balls