Team 10 imagines and prefrences

Emilio Martinez: jealousy

y/n pov:
my best friend/crush of seven months started to ticke me, making me fall to the ground of trampolines. Emilio and i decided i would show him what a trampoline park was since he was clueless.
"Emi! Stop" i begged while giggling madly.
he was straddling me and there was no chance of getting out from under him.
he ignored me and plastered an evil grin on his face.
god he's perfect.
i wish i could kiss those rosy lips.
my thoughts interrupted suddenly as i caught a glance of this tall, scruff man that i've seen staring at me and to be honest, it freaked me out because i saw him looking at me the other day in target.
"Emi, please. it's urgent" i explained.
i don't know if he knew what i said, but he must've noticed my frantic expression.
he got off of me and extended his veiny arms, muscles poking out. that was one of my weaknesses on a guy. i gulped and connected my hand with his as i stood up.
he let go of my hand and i frowned at the loss of contact.
"what so 'vergent?' he asked with his thick spanish accent.
i smiled at his charming voice and remembered it all of the sudden.
it was almost perfect timing because the scruffy man was now standing beside you, looking you up and down which made you really uncomfortable.
Ivan gave you a 'wtf' face and you just shrugged.
your silent communication was broken by a scratchy, low voice.
"damn babygirl, nice ass"
i stood wide eyed, remembering i was wearing spandex.
Emilio looked annoyed, i don't know why, but i just shrugged it off.
i tried to speak, but instead his hand slapped my ass, causing me to gasp and move away from him.
he stood there with a devilish smirk.
"what's wrong babygirl? want more?"
"you're fucking disgust-" i was cutoff by a boiling mad Emilio, who slapped the man across the face and pulled him by the collar threatening him in spanish. to be honest, the vein popping out of his neck was kinda hot.
what am i thinking?!
Emilio soon dropped him to the ground , leaving the guy scared shitless.
He bolted out the door quicker than lightning.
"why'd you do that?" i questioned, taking in what had just happened.
he looked into my eyes and softened a bit.
"because i love you and i want you to be mine" he sighed, running a hand through his soft hair and breaking your gaze.
you could hear him muttering things to himself in spanish.
you lifted his chin and locked eyes again. you stroked his cheek with your thumb, tears threatening to spill any moment.
"i love you, too. " i dmiled and he soon did, too.
his sight flickered from my eyes to my lips and he leaned in. it was a hungry, yet slow kiss and it felt so right. our lips fit perfectly together and he whispered against my lips," will you be mine?"
i smiled. "yes" i whispered back and threw my arms around his neck and he kept his on my waist. he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.
"mía" he smirked and tightened his grip a bit, but not too much.
mine.
;)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N- please comment requests! thanks for reading this far and i hope you liked it :) i love all of you beautiful people 💘