I Would Have You In My Dreams Forevermore (Bruno Madrigal x female reader)

Dinner x2 and the Giving of Gifts

This time at dinner, Alma did not have to come and get us. We filed in with the rest of the family and took our seats. Julieta looked over at Bruno and myself, but realized that we weren't the blushing mess she thought we would be.

"Should we tell them our idea first, or wait until daily conversation dies out?" I asked Bruno softly.

"We should probably start with it, get it out of the way."

Alma stood at the head of the table and looked over at Bruno. "What are the two of you discussing?"

"Oh! Well you see, in regards to what we discussed earlier, Señora- I mean, Alma, I think we found a small solution." I held my hand out and Bruno put the papers in my hands. I sent it down the table to Alma.

Looking them over she held her lips in a thin line. Glancing up at me she gave me a look of reassessment before planting her gaze at Bruno. "Bruno?" She said, "Is this something you want to implement?"

"I-I actually think it would be best if I used these forms. A lot of the townspeople do not like me, I give them the news they don't want to hear, then it's all 'Bruno is bad luck' and 'Bruno killed my goldfish'." He looked at Julieta. "Julie helps the family because she heals them, Pepa, well (y/n) described what you can do very well the last time she had dinner with us. I want to be useful, but I also don't want what has happened to (y/n) to happen to me."

That stung a little bit, but Bruno was right. "I won't allow Bruno to go through the pain that I have. I can make more official looking documents than those." I tried to offer my assistance, but Alma put up her hand.

"Firstly, can you pass the cream, Isa?" She asked and then looked at me, "I will get these printed, I think that you may be on to something here. Where did you even get the idea for such a concept?"

"I make order forms for my beadwork. If someone wants to commission a piece, then they fill it out and I look it over to make sure it is something I have the skill to do. I also put a signature section for seamstresses so they do not get offended if I alter or enhance their work. It keeps me from stepping on too many toes, and let's me live somewhere a bit longer." I took a few bites of the delicious food Julieta made, "You know, win them over with goodwill, and hope they don't change their minds when everyone else wants to run me out of town."

"I see." Alma said and nodded. She had a look of confusion and sadness as she looked over at the papers. "I hope this will help."

With that dinner continued like it did the first time I ate with the Madrigals. Soon dinner was over and once more I was about to leave. This time Dolores ran up to me and hugged my skirts. She pulled me down so she could whisper in my ear.

"Sometimes Tio Bruno tells us stories after dinner. Maybe next time you come over he could do that and you could bring your beadwork. The beads sound pretty when they clack together."

"Of course Dolores, I will talk to your Tio about it." I whispered very softly. "I'd love to listen to the stories he tells you kids."

Her eyes lit up and a small high-pitched "Hmm!" cane from the back of her throat. "I also wanted to see if I could also come to your house, it gets overwhelming in town, and I can't hear stuff for the family in my room." She held onto her skirts, "I know you sleep during the day, so I won't be a bother."

"Well, if you do come and visit when I'm sleeping, come and wake me up. Then maybe I'll do some beadwork for you, since you enjoy the sound."

Her face lit up and she hugged me. "Tio's coming, I'll see you!"

Bruno walked into the entryway from the kitchen and gave me a questioning look. '
"Dolores wanted to also stop by occasionally."

"Be careful, or all my sobrinos will find a way to visit you as you work." He whispered back.