>>Ay, Mi Amor!<< (Miguel Rivera x Reader oneshots)

Sun, Slip & Serenade

Would you call it serenading if there's no singing? Either way, I put a lot of effort into that song so please just enjoy it ;-;

(Miguel is 13 in the beginning)

It was raining for the past few days, and finally when the clouds cleared up the sun shined warm and bright.

Since it was summer, it was blazing hot. You took your bag and decided to go for a walk through the Mariachi Plaza.

Considered how much it had rained, the ground was undeniably slippery.

Being the clumsy thing you are, less than five minutes in you slipped backwards, but as you were falling you were caught by someone.

"Woah! A-are you okay?"

You turned round to see a boy around your age.

(You) "Yeah, thanks, I'm known for being pretty clumsy!"

(Him) "It certainly looks like that!"

The boy laughed.

(Him) "What's your name?

(You) "Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N."

(Him) "I'm Miguel Rivera. It was nice to meet you, Y/N!"

The boy waved and ran off. You had a feeling this wasn't the last you'd see Miguel Rivera.

One year (and a few months) later.

Ever since then, you and Miguel have become best friends.

You'd spend most of your time with each other,

from making silly jokes to singing stupid songs,

whatever it is you were doing together,  you'd always have fun!

You did have a crush on him, but you had to push those feelings away,

because you didn't think he liked you back... Or that's what you came to believe...

It was Dia De Los Muertos and the atmosphere everywhere was bright, and vibrant.

People were playing music, dancing, and celebrating the festivities!

Your family went out to buy some marigolds but you stayed at home to put up the ofrenda.

But you then realised that was a bad idea,

because being so short you couldn't reach the top of it to decorate.

You then heard a knock on the door, it was Miguel.

(Him) "Hola, Y/N!"

(You) "Miguel! How do you always know when to arrive? I need your help, I can't reach the top to finish decorating our family's ofrenda."

Miguel laughed and mockingly said,

(Him) "Oh, Y/N, y-you're so tiny! You're even shorter than Dante!"

(You) "Over-reacting, as usual. Just shut up and help me!"

You spent half an hour finishing the ofrenda,

you decorated it with sugar skulls, flowers, your family's favourite things, many candles lighting up the room, making it feel warm and inviting.

(You) "Thanks Miguel! Now all we need is the marigolds. Oh, uh, is there anything I can do to help you in return?"

(Him) "Uh, There... may be one thing? If that's okay?"

(You) "What is it?"

(Him) "I-I uh..."

(You) "Yes?"

You ask a little confused.

(Him) "Just... b-be in your bedroom tonight, okay?"

(You) "Huh?"

(Him) "Ca-can you just do it?"

(You) "Sure, I guess...?"

(Him) "Gracias, Y/N!"

Miguel waved goodbye then scurried off.

(You) "What's up with Him...?"

[Later that day]

You were laying on your bed,
doing as Miguel requested,
repeating his words, to find a hint, a clue.

(You) "Just... Be in your bedroom tonight..."

You ponder and wonder, but nothing comes to mind.

What does he mean?

Moments later you hear muffled distant music...

Curious, you get up to see what it is,

you stride onto your balcony to find Miguel playing his guitar for you under the moonlight.

You realise this is what he meant, why he wanted you to wait, it's all for you.

(You) "Miguel, I-"

(Him) "You don't have to say anything! J-just listen to this song I wrote for you. I hope you like it."

He starts to play a sweet little symphony~

(I made this myself! Yes, I do realise he'd need about 10 hands to play this, but... shut up.)

When he started playing, your heart skipped a beat.
Everything felt kind of surreal, like a dream, time felt like it slowed down,

like the world, the stars and the universe were all made just for you and Miguel.

As the music became slower, he took that time to throw you a rose,

it was the shade of the sweetest red.
And smelled like it stole the scent of all the roses in the world.

The moment felt perfect, you never wanted it to end.
You leaned against the banner and looked into Miguel's brown eyes,
as his fingers strode across the shining strings, forming the most melodically beautiful tunes.

He makes the final plucks on the guitar, making your heart throb, as your eyes flutter in a daze.

(You) "I... I don't know what to say, that was so beautiful. You wrote that all for... Me?"

(Him) "Yes, But you are worth all the songs in the universe."

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What did you guys think? This is my first time writing a fanfiction! :D

Also, he is 14 so you can imagine him with a deep voice, but you can also not.

It's however you see it :]