Bruno Madrigal Snippets

A Much Needed Break

Part 2 to My Fault

(Y/n's pov)

I smiled softly as I woke up. I looked down to see my gorgeous husband still sleeping.

After that dream he had last night, I felt Bruno needed a day off.

I gently pushed him off of me, making sure he was still asleep. He needed the rest.

I left our rooms and found Julieta and Pepa in the kitchen. They were feeding their twelve month old daughters, Isabella and Dolores. Alma arrived just after I did.

"Buenos dias, Y/n. Where is Bruno this morning?" Alma asked.

"Buenos dias, Alma. He had a rough night last night, so he's still asleep."

"Nightmare?" Pepa asked, as she cleaned her daughter up after her meal. I nodded.

"A really bad one. I think he should take the day off to get some rest because he didn't get any last night."

"Of course Y/n. He can have today off." Alma agreed.

Julieta helped me prepare breakfast for my husband, and I grabbed a tray and a glass of orange juice.

I knew that he would appreciate the orange juice more for the headache he would likely have than coffee this morning.

I took the meal up to his room, where Bruno was starting to wake up.

The curly haired 30 year old man sat up, looking a bit groggy.

I sat the tray down on the nightstand as I sat down on the bed beside him.

"Good morning mi amor. Are you feeling a little better?" I asked him.

"Good morning. I have a bit of a headache, but I expected that. I always have headaches after nightmares." He replied.

I helped him sit up comfortably before sitting the tray in his lap.

"What is this for?" He asked, eyes wide in surprise. I smiled lovingly at him as I gently moved a stray curl away from his eyes.

"I decided you should have a break today, since last night was so rough for you. Breakfast in bed is just the beginning!"

He took an arepa and relaxed as he ate the magical meal. He sighed in relief as he drank the orange juice.

Once the food was gone, Bruno curled up against me. His head was on my shoulder and I began massaging his scalp gently.

He just cuddled up to me, something he liked to do when he wasn't feeling well. I felt him occasionally press a kiss to my neck or collarbone.

After relaxing on the bed for a couple of hours, I got up to prepare a relaxing bubble bath for him.

Once he was nice and relaxed, I took him to the smoothie shop for our favorite drinks, and took the drinks to the grotto.

We spent the rest of the day just talking as we laid beneath the glowing moss. Talking about our favorite memories. Talking about his telenovelas. Making up stories for scripts or just telling jokes.

I loved seeing Bruno so carefree. I loved the way his eyes light up when he is laughing. The expressions on his face as he reminisced about your childhood. His excitement when he comes up with new stories. The joy he shows when he talks about his stories.

By the end of the day, his entire family could see just how much he needed the day he spent with me.

Julieta pulled me to the side as Bruno went up to our room to prepare for bed.

"Whatever you did for him today really worked. I haven't seen Brunito that relaxed in years." She told me.

"All he needed is a day to just relax and not think about his gift for a while. His gift causes him many problems, more than what is obvious. It just...gets to him sometimes. Some days it is just too much. Breaks like this truly helps him." I reply.

His family knew some of the problems Bruno deals with. Thankfully Alma has talked to the worst of the villagers, so at least Bruno isn't as despised as he was before.

He still gets the occasional wary look, or people that shy away slightly. However, most villagers simply ignore him, which suits both of us just fine.

There are still some people that treats him like he is evil. But they don't do anything when we are with him. It helps that Bruno usually goes into town with me or Julieta.

However, seeing the future is still very stressful, even without negative reactions from people that come to him. He often feels like he has the weight of the world on his slender shoulders.

The visions still leave him feeling tired, sad, and stressed. Whether the vision is good or bad, but especially when the vision is bad.

I have lost track of how many times he'd come into the bedroom after a day in his vision cave. He'd just collapse into my arms and sob.

His family has helped him deal with most the pain, and I can tell that he is grateful for that.

It also helps when he gets to just be Tio Bruno to his sobrinas. Telling them stories and playing with them. It makes him so happy, and I can't wait for the day I can tell him we will have a child of our own.

It's a lot sooner than he would expect, and I am looking forward to next month.