𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐀 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Isabela falling in love with a skittish and curious darling

CTTO: senoritaperfectas-flowerbed

⋆ ࣪ᰍ. Warnings: yandere, unhealthy behaviors, unhealthy relationships, unhealthy mindsets, toxic relationships, stalking

Characters: Isabela x (GN!darling, romantic)

• Weird. That's how she would describe it–in her head at least. It felt weird to feel attraction to someone who is almost the complete opposite of her. Isabela enjoyed where she was at, yet her darling liked to explore outside of town. She never let's anything get to her, yet they will get flustered or cry over unnecessary things. She enjoyed socializing and being the center of attention, her darling didn't. So anytime her darling made her feel those dumb butterflies in her stomach, she would berate herself for falling in love with such a person–yet fell more in love either way

• She only ever watches from afar. Being the one that the townspeople worshiped, she's always surrounded by people one way or another, so there's not really a lot of time for her to gather intel on her newfound darling. But she still watches–through the openings when people gathered around to watch her dance, she could see her darling slip out of town and venture off to who knows where, only to come back with leaves in their hair or dirtier from being in the wild.

• Why must they always venture off? There is nothing out there, she can assure that. Everything they need is right here in this town–in the Encanto. It's not like they would exactly find anything new. Even though Isabela never left town–because why would she?–that there isn't a need to go out. Just stay here with her she never even talked to them, stay here in town because it's dangerous out there and safe in here. In the Encanto, they are safe. In here, she can watch over them because no one else mattered. So stay, please?

• Despite the constant butterflies in her stomach, and always silently praying for her darlings safety as they out leave randomly and come back a few hours, she never knew whether she should hate them.. or love them. Hate them because the two are incompatible in every way possible her Abuela would never approve, but love them because they made her feel things no one else has done before.

• She would ponder this for a while, and continues to do so. She never felt this way, but doesn't dare ask any one of her family members–not her parents, not her tío or tía, and certainly not to her abuela. Isabela continues to tell herself that this will go away–that she would never fall for someone that isn't even remotely close to her. They aren't perfect like her, they get worked up easily, they venture off like they won't die out there in the wild, they just seem to have no care in the world–so why did she love them so much? Why did she wish to see them talk to her, or to cause the waterworks to flow so she can mend that worn heart before breaking it and fixing if again? She wants to see them cry. She wants to see them smile. She wants to hear them call her name. It felt so so so so so weird.

• The two were opposites; one skittish in nature but held that childlike curiosity, the other being a social butterfly yet never seemed ever the more tired by the day. Isabela never said anything, she never even talked to her darling. Not a word went past her lips and no exchange was ever made. Those butterflies came back, yet a dark pit also grew. Is this what love is supposed to feel like?