-Across America- Diego Brando x reader

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Hii again. I was wondering if some of you have any ideas or what you might want to read next and what you would be interested in. Thanks for reading!

After all, I believe that he wouldn't do that..

Next day.
Diego's pov:
We were getting ready to leave. I was bothered by last night's event. She started realizing that I was indeed planning something behind her back.
"And I thought she wouldn't notice.." I put the last bag on my horse. Y/N was done too. We didn't communicate a lot that day. There was some awkward tension between us. "The last thing I wanted to happen." I mentally slapped myself. It was true that talking to her made me feel better. When she was mad at me and didn't want to talk, I somehow felt empty inside. It made me want to apologize even though I never did anything wrong. "How could I ever need someone else that much.. even worse.. woman? I've become quite weak.." I accepted the fact that I indeed needed her with me. I had changed... I quickly brushed these thoughts away and got on my horse. I've already planned out the way we were going. Me and Sandman also planned to meet up at the next checkpoint. I hoped he had managed to deal with Johnny and Gyro. I just didn't know how to tell Y/N, it made me frustrated knowing that she wouldn't like it all. Then we finally set off.
It was already some hours into the day and no word was said..
I didn't like the silence at all. It was something...I hadn't experienced for a lot of time. I got used to her always saying the things that were on her mind, which I enjoyed quietly listening to. Before meeting her, it was always quiet. But that feeling of emptiness didn't seem to bother me that much back then...

Some more hours passed. I was wondering when she'd say something again. I didn't know wether I should say anything, or wait for her. I felt like she didn't want to talk to me at all..

We had an hour before sunset. I was getting pissed off. She could've at least told me that she doesn't want to talk and not leaving me wondering what's up with her like that. Then I finally decided to speak up. "So you're not gonna say anything at all?" I confronted her. "..What?" She looked at me. "What do you mean 'what'. You haven't said a word all day." I told her. "I didn't know what to say. Though.. you haven't said anything either, so why are you mad at me?" She asked with a stern tone. "It's not like I'm mad. But you could've definitely said something." I told her. "Why would you want me talking." She was still keeping eye contact with me. "Why would I not? I enjoy it, I guess?" I tried explaining. "Oh.. I see. Sorry then." She looked to her front again. Such a half-hearted apology wasn't enough..

It was already dark and we had to stop for the day. We set up the camp and lit up the fire.
I was hungry, but I didn't want to make her cook again. So I just got out some rice and the canned beans out of my bag. "..I could make something better." Y/N whispered. I turned back and saw her holding some type of herbs in a small pouch. "Of course." I handed her the rice. I felt relieved that I'll have something good to eat.

I watched her carefully prepare everything. I knew that she didn't like it when I wasn't paying attention. I kind of wanted her to pay as much attention to me as well, just like she used to.
After a while, the preparation was done and she left it to cook near the fire. Then we both sat in silence.
"..Diego." she suddenly said. "What is it Y/N" I answered. "I'm actually sorry for not talking to you at all today." She got up. "I've been trying to sort things out in my head. That's it." This time, she sat next to me. "It's fine. I apologize for sounding like I was angry at you for that too. I sort of missed you, if that's the right word." I told her. I felt better now that we made up. "That's sweet. I missed you too, if I'm gonna be honest." She traced her finger down the side of my arm. I lightly shivered at her touch. "I felt kind of sad today too.." Her tone changed. It became softer. I turned to look at her. She put her hand away. Her gaze fell upon my eyes. She looked so innocent, almost like an angel. I gently held her chin, observing her. She put her hand onto mine and I slowly held it back. She started feeling and lightly stroking my hand's skin. I couldn't look away. There was a warm sensation running through my body. I felt her other hand going up my body to my neck and then slowly running her fingers through my hair. It was rather a lot for me to process, so I just gave in to her touch and enjoyed it. I slipped my free hand around her waist and pulled her closer. I wanted more of it. "Diego- I'm sorry." She pulled away and tried letting go of my hand, but I tightened my grip on her. "What is it?" I was confused. I didn't know why she stopped. "..Let go of me. I have to take out the rice." She insisted. "Alright." I decided to release my hold on her. I felt embarrassed. Although, It's not like I did it on purpose.

She put the rice into two bowls and gave one to me. She sat down again and we began eating while warming up next to each other.
I really wanted to ask her about that thing she was about to say yesterday. But I was going to be way too pushy...
"Hey Diego. I've noticed that you never said anything about your family.. I wanted to know more about you if it's okay." She quietly spoke. "My family..? Does she mean my mother.." I was confused, I thought she knew I didn't have a father. "You want to know about my mother?" I asked. Y/N nodded. "Can I?" she looked straight at me. It was weird of her to ask about it. "I guess you can. It's quite a long story though." I warned her. I thought about telling her everything from the beginning. "I've got a whole night. Take your time." She said with a soft tone. Even if we had a whole night, I wanted to make it quick. "..Well, I was born in Britain. I wasn't wanted by my father at all, so he left me and my mother when I was born. My mother didn't have anywhere else to go.. So we lived in a farm and she worked there to earn our living. I was still a baby back when we got there.. Few years later, I remember us barely surviving in the harsh conditions the owner of the farm gave us. I was about four and I really liked spending time with the horses there. We lived in a small room, not having anything else besides a bed, a chair and a small window... There wasn't much food that we could eat, so most of the time my mom gave me all her food and she was left starving.." I took a deep breath since I got kind of uncomfortable talking about it. "That's really tough.. I'm sorry. You can stop if you want." She finished her rice and put the bowl aside. She focused all her attention on me. "One morning, I remember going to the cafeteria to get some soup for breakfast. Somehow, all our cups and bowls went missing. We got there and my mother kindly asked the cook if he could gives us just this time.. He denied giving us anything. Then I remember my mother cupping her hands together and begging them to put the soup in her hands. I started telling her not to do this, but she told me that it was going to be alright. I started begging her to stop, although she didn't. Tears started rolling down my face as they put the burning hot soup into her hands...I don't want to continue from this part on. Though.. she died few months later by an unknown disease." I finished talking. "I didn't know about this..I'm sorry.. Sounds like sepsis to me." She murmured. "It's alright. It's in the past. All that matters now is that I've got you." I tried playing it off cool. Then I put the empty bowl aside too. "What about your family?" I asked since I wanted to know more. "..Well my parents.. there's nothing special about them, really. Though the one I consider family is the person that trained me to ride horses. I spent almost all my days with him. I grew to be really fond of him and he became my somewhat father figure. He's.. really important to me." She silently whispered the last sentence. She was being genuine. "Oh, that's awesome. You should let me meet him once we are over with this." I laid on my back and on the grass. "Yeah.. I will." She got up to take the bowls away. "What would I be doing right now if I was alone.." I looked up the sky. It really wasn't any bad having someone close to you. Maybe not all people were trash.. "Damn it, why did she pull away when it was just about to get more fun.." I felt stupid about it. I didn't even know what I was doing. "We should go sleep now, it's late." She came back. "Yeah. Also, would you sleep with me? I'm kind of scared of the cold these days, it'd be really nice if you could help me with it." I tried joking about it and brightening the mood. "Pff, nice one. Sure." She agreed and got in with me.
I put the blanket over. It was so cold, freezing cold. She got closer to me and hugged me. Early December was the worst..
"Should we get another blanket?" She suggested. "Hmm, I think we should warm up soon. No need." I too embraced her in a tight hug. It was comfortable like that and she didn't mind anyway. "Aight, goodnight. Sweet dreams." Y/N said. "You too." I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep...

I MADE THIS CHAPTER A BIT BORING SORRY. anyways have a great day <3 (or night)