Papi the DILF (Papi x Reader)

Chapter 9

This was an historic moment in history that would historically go down in history's history books. Not the good history either. The bad history. Yes, this would go into the same history book that covers every world war, every civil war, every plague, massacre, and other things too. That history book would also cover "The Biggest, Most Awful, Most Tragic Event in Human History" if the history book was in the same universe as Danganronpa. However, this is not a Danganronpa fanfiction and this historic moment has nothing to do with the Tragedy from Danganronpa. What it did have to do with was Popee flying around the world in a giant mech blowing up different towns.

By the end of the month, hundreds upon hundreds of city populations had ended up homeless without shelter. Not only that, but Popee destroyed every Taco Bell in the world which REALLY sucks for everyone who likes Taco Bell. It made no difference to everyone who doesn't like Taco Bell. As for those who have been waiting for them to bring back their Nacho Fries, their hopes had been disintegrated along with the remaining Taco Bells. Oh, also several people died. That part REALLY sucked.

Somehow, you had failed to notice the worldwide disasters happening all around you. Perhaps it was because you were getting Cirque du So-laid by Papi. But seriously. When you two were not performing, you two were having the most mind blowing sex imaginable. Seriously, Papi's head exploded when you were giving him fellatio. Well, I suppose both heads of his exploded in different ways. After the explosion, the blood splatters formed a heart on the wall. Oh, how this man made you swoon.

Afterwards, you and Papi snuggled on the hotel's bed. You turned on the TV and flipped through channels. When the news came on, neither you nor Papi could believe what was happening on screen. Apparently, the mayor of the town you two were currently in was getting arrested for possession of pornography of minors. That was pretty fucked up.

"Do you think he would have been in the audience of one of my performances last week?" shuddered Papi. "Gross! I don't want to be in the same room with a pedophile!"

"Try not to think about that," you whispered, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. "That creep is now behind bars where he belongs. Now you can continue performing in peace."

Papi held you in a warm embrace, thankful for your calming energy. Grateful couldn't even begin to describe how he felt about having you with him on this adventure. He loved you with all of his heart. In fact, he was already coming up with ways to propose to you. He wanted his proposal to be perfect, but what would make the proposal perfect? Fireworks? Your favorite band? Wait, could he even afford your favorite band to play? If not, could he hire a cover band to play your favorite song? Should he hire some doves? Or pigeons? Roosters? Penguins? How many fowls should he hire? Not to mention how many rings should he purchase? One was traditional, but Papi was anything but a traditional man.

As Papi stressed about his secret planning and his remaining bank account, you continued to watch the news. Something on screen ended up sticking out to you.

"Great!" you yelled exasperatedly. "Now I'll NEVER get those Nacho Fries! Also, isn't that your son?"

As Papi came back to earth, he turned to the TV screen. "Oh yes. It sure looks like him."

"Apparently he's destroying the world," you sighed.

Papi shook his head in disappointment, "I always knew this day would come."