It was a cold winter night. You had just finished doing the laundry. You walked into the sala and saw taehyung laying down on the couch comfortably with that one cobija with the tiger on it.
You plopped down next to him. He quickly lifted up the cobija and wrapped it around your body and hugged you. "Grashias for doing the laundry mi amor." He said and kissed your temple.
"De nada, pero next time you are doing it with me no seas lazy." You said squishing his cheeks while he pouted like a puppy. You both continued watching your novelas together.
You yelled at the screen for the 100th time getting frustrated with Nora and why she died the way she died. Taehyung just watched you as you were passionately watching the t.v. screen.
He grabbed your face and made you look him in the eyes. "Ay! Estoy mirando mi novela!" You yelled and whacked his hands away and quickly returned to the tv.
After your daily novelas you got up and got the chills. You shivered and went to go turn on the heater. Taehyung followed you and held your hand.
You turned to him knowing he wanted something. "Y ahora, que quieres?" He gave you the puppy dog eyes. He hugged you and said "I want champurrado." You squinted your eyes at him. "Mmm okay, only because I want some too."
The both of you walked over to the kitchen to make the champurrado together. You grabbed a pot and set it on the stove and turned it on.
Taehyung grabbed Abuelita chocolate and broke the chocolate in half. He handed you milk and you poured it in the pot. You grabbed the cinnamon and the other ingredients and dumped them in the pot.
After about 20 minutes the champurrado was finally done. Taehyung was really excited.
You giggled and slapped his arm. "Ya cálmate, it still needs to cool down. Then you'll get to drink it."
Taehyung let out a puff and crossed his arms. "But I want to drink it now!" He whined.
You rolled your eyes. "Fine. Pero si te quemas la lengua don't come crying to me."
He shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of the hot drink. You watched as his face scrunched up from the burning sensation in his mouth.
He screeched in pain. You giggled. "Qué te dije. That's what you get for not being patient." Taehyung glared at you while you tried to contain your laugh.
After a while you both drank most of the champurrado. The both of you walked back into the sala, laid down, and watched the rest of the novellas. "Grashias, for the champurrado mi preciosa."
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BTS Mexican oneshots
FanfictionRelatable BTS juan-shots for relatable Mexicans Bts x mexican reader. Ever wonder what It would be like if BTS were dating you, as a normal Mexican woman? Tamales, tacos, and failed attempts at spanish.
