"I kinda wanna throw my phone across the room
'Cause all I see are girls too good to be true
With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies
Wish I didn't care"
[SEASON TWO-SIX]
miguel diaz x fem!oc
covers by @hellfiresoulss
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Arizona had been trying to ignore the buzzing in her pocket, but when Miguel's name flashed across her screen, curiosity got the better of her. The message was brief: *"Meet me at Miyagi-Do."* Arizona's brow furrowed. She hadn't expected to hear from Miguel, especially given how much she'd been avoiding him lately. Yet, something compelled her to go.
As she drove up to Miyagi-Do, her thoughts were a whirl of confusion and unease. She parked her car and approached the dojo, the familiar gate creaking as she pushed it open. She walked past the hut and hesitated, her steps slowing as she approached the main area. Her heart sank as she saw Miguel and Sam in an intimate embrace, their faces inches apart, as if they were about to kiss.
Arizona's breath caught in her throat. Her anger flared as she saw Robby standing beside her, his expression a mix of shock and hurt. How had he gotten here? The realization hit her like a slap across the face. This wasn't just a misunderstanding; it was a cruel joke.
"Seriously?" Arizona's voice cut through the quiet, trembling with anger. "You texted me to come and see you kiss her? She's the reason I have an ankle bracelet! I came here, risking my curfew!"
Miguel and Sam broke apart, their faces flushed with surprise. Miguel's gaze was pained, while Sam's eyes were wide with a mixture of guilt and confusion. Robby's face was a portrait of raw emotion as he stared at Sam, his hurt evident.
"And I should've known," Robby's voice was laced with betrayal. "Why am I not surprised?"
Arizona's eyes welled up with tears, her frustration reaching a boiling point. "Robby," Sam said, stepping toward him with a pleading expression. "I didn't—"
"Arizona," Miguel interjected, stepping toward her as well, his voice laden with regret. "I'm sorry. I wanted to talk to you—"
"Why did you text me?" Arizona demanded, her glare piercing through Miguel. "I came here because you asked me to. What was this all about? Just to flaunt your new relationship? You guys get together the second I'm out of the picture?"
Miguel stammered, his face filled with remorse. "I... I wanted to talk. Both of us, you and me. And Sam too. I thought..."
"To what?" Arizona interrupted, her voice rising. "Let you guys date? Yeah, real funny. I'm not here to play games. You think it's some kind of joke?"
