' accidental penpals' // mirabel madrigal x reader

chapter. 16 - deja vu

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( Mirabel's pov )

The days went by and Y/N's letters grew even more lengthy than usual. I hold no complaints against it. It's just that though her words accompany me, those words brought a sense of sadness.

Loneliness even.

Her Father hasn't returned yet so that was very understandable. This might seem mean of me, but I'm slowly growing to dislike him. When his family was most vulnerable, he wasn't even there. And yeah it may just be all those work issues, and it may just be me but, isn't family supposed to come first?

I held Y/N's newly arrived letter from the box in my hand, hoping her day went well enough today for her to write it down. But then something fell from the envelope?

It looked yellow and old, like it was about to disintegrate. Flipping it over, it was a picture of a familiar field with fireflies surrounding the moon in the horizon.

It was the field we danced on. " Oh yeah, I miss this."

What's funny is that it has been less than a week ago or so since that happened, but considering the amount of things I've witnessed and hear, time went by so slowly.

I hope it stays that way as I read Y/N's letter then.

Dear Mira,

Same things happened today. No response from father, and mother is continuously trying to recover.

But I don't want to talk about sad things with you today. After all I don't want you to dwell on my depressing thoughts with me because I want to be able to create happy memories with you.

I took the picture that came with this letter last night while everyone was asleep. The fireflies were much more active at that time, and there was no one to scare them away.

I never thanked you enough for that dance Mirabel. It brought me so much joy because I never experienced having someone to genuinely care for me as much as you. I hope you know that I also care for you. Our relationship may be a secret right now (well, except Camilo and a few others we trust), but I keep my love for you like an oath.

(AN: *cough* Taylor Swift reference if ykyk- ok I'll stop)

Also, about the arranged marriage, please don't worry. If they cannot get my dad's approval then the wedding won't continue.

I just hope he comes back. And if he approves of the marriage then I'll find a way to stop it. I'd rather die to be honest because it's decisions like this that passes down that miserable feeling down your throat and all.

This letter is getting too cheesy I know. But I really won't let you go that easily.

I honestly thought that for the rest of my life I'd have my mouth sealed. Imagine if we never met. I would probably be wasting my days withering in my room waiting for an arranged wedding to happen the next day because I was too afraid to speak up.

But now here I am, talking to you. I danced with you, found a treehouse with you, loved with you. Thank you so much Mirabel.

My thanks can't be expressed enough at all just by saying all of that stuff. But don't worry, I will in the future. For now, I want to hear about the things that happened to you. Don't call them boring or unappealing because I would strongly disagree.

Take your time to write, waiting in that treehouse is peaceful after all. I won't forget to update you too.

Stay safe please,
your dear Y/N