As the author of the Boyfriend Scenarios, I decided to do plain ol' oneshots. YOU CAN REQUEST PLEASE DO SO ON THE FIRST PAGE! I'm allowing maturer themes in this one, lemons, limes, fluffs, angst, NO SMUT THOUGH, SMUT IS EW! Enjoyyyy!
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(I got this comment from @Ana_Stories234 and I just had to make this oneshot to it)
You are Hispanic, and Wyatt, your boyfriend, knows that, but you didn't know something until this one fine day; he could speak it. A little. Not fluently at least. How did you find out? Well let's start from the beginning.
You were cutting up potatoes for dinner in your guys shared apartment. Wyatt had come home from doing.. THW stuffs, and you heard him come in through the door. A smile graced your lips as he wrapped his arms around your waist and gave you a small kiss on the shoulder. But the next part just shocked you. He turned you around and made you fully face him, cupping your cheeks and muttering, "Que hermosa.." You squeaked in shock and he chuckled. "You like that?" He smirked, you shaking your head, than nodding.
"I just didn't know you knew, I never taught you that.." You thought for a second. "I'm flabbergasted Wyatt. I thought you didn't know Spanish at all." Wyatt shrugged.
"I never showed you, wanted it to be a surprise," He explained, you smiling. "I love surprises, especially when I'm the one surprising the someone being surprised." He pointed to himself with his thumb. He walked closer to you and caught you by surprise by putting you on the island. You gasped and he just smirked.
"N-No not now, I need to make dinner." You managed to get off the island, earning his laugh. You blushed lightly as you continued to chop potatoes and put them in the skillet.
"Mira mi hermosa novia.." He muttered loud enough for you to hear. You blushed at the way he said it, and he took notice. Wyatt once again put him arms around your waist, but instead of kissing your cheek, he planted several sweet pecks on your neck.
"Wyatt.." You warned, him laughing slightly into your neck before pulling back. "Go wash off the grime while I make you dinner." You kissed his cheek and he followed your suggestion.
"Alright, te quiero sweetheart." He was about to walk off when you gasped, offended. He wasn't sure what he did wrong, but he got a little scared in that moment.
"It's 'te amo'!" You got mad with a small smile, but you tried to keep it concealed so you seemed serious. "No es 'te quiero', pendeho!" You muttered in annoyance, making him laugh a little, you both sharing a laugh.
"Alright fine!" He said, slowly heading to the shower. "Te amo mucho!"
