Tricia Robredo x Y/N (Oneshots)

Madre Leonor

Tricia smashes you in the face with a pillow, and in the exact moment that she pulls the pillow away- You grab your own and chase her around the couch. You swipe at her with the pillow every now and then, but it doesn't connect.

She runs to the kitchen with her own pillow under her arm. Tricia puts the dining table between you as a buffer, but you go under instead and she wastes no time running back to the living room. There's a bit of distance between the both of you now, and so you come up with a grand but potentially risky plan.

Risky as in you might end up with an open skull-

"TRICIA!"

She turns to look at you for a second, and it's all the stillness and opening you need from her. You throw your body at her, and she drops the pillow to catch you with an expression of shock at your life decisions.

You tackle her by the waist, and she flies over the arm rest and into the couch cushions. You quickly pin her down by placing your legs on either side of her waist and with a battle cry of victory, you raise the pillow over your head to whack her with. But the advantage of being tall and having long arms goes to your girlfriend so she quickly pulls you down by your forearms, resulting in your grip on the pillow to loosen.

Your arms end up on either side of her head, and due to the speed that your arms end up being pulled down- Your legs wobble. To support your new position, Tricia quickly places a hand on your waist and the other can only come up to your stomach as it was pinned between your bodies in the scuffle.

"Hi."

"Hello."

You and Tricia smile at each other, the silence of the atmosphere wrapping a comfortable blanket around the two of you. She leans up to press your foreheads together, and you can't help but smile and chuckle at the cute gesture. Her hand squeezes your waist while she grins with her eyes closed.

The front door clicks open, and the two of you snap your heads in its direction.

Vice President Leni Robredo stands in the doorway, rifling through her bag in search of something as she steps inside the apartment before shutting the door with her foot. With one hand still searching through her bag, she locks the door with her keys on one hand.

She pulls her phone out of her bag in triumph before turning around only for her smile to fall into a shocked expression as she gets frozen in place. One of her hands holds her phone while the other is stuck mid air- Halfway through the motion of tossing her house keys into the holding bowl.

She takes in your position on the couch. Tricia's hands on your torso, one leg propped up while you're hovering over her body with your hands on each side of her head, the messy hairdos and the couch pillows on the floor-

The shocked faces does it for her, she blinks once and she decides she'll give the two of you a moment to recompose yourselves.

She heads straight into her room with her eyes fleeting from place to place, looking anywhere but at her daughter and you.

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You and Tricia jump apart in mortification. Picking up your pillows and tossing them back on the couch, the two of you fix yourselves up and quickly sit back down on the couch with a respectable distance between the two of you just before someone else opens the door.

"Hello, nakauwi na si mama?"

The two of you smile at the eldest Robredo sister, before you confirm that their mother has indeed arrived and is currently in her room. Aika returns the smile as she makes her way to her room.