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

The rebel And The Goody Two-shoes

[Hey guys! Sorry I've been gone for a few days, been away. But I'm back now! :D]
[This is an alternate story as to how Miguel (and you) got cursed! Instead of doing it because it's the only option, he does it to be a sh*tbag to you xD]

{MIMI FROM THE FUTURE}
•[This story sucks. It's probably my worst. It is not an alternate story, it's practically the same.]•

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Ever since you were young, you've had a dream.
To follow your families tradition, being a tailor, making Santa Cecilia's favourite wear. 
You want to be like everyone else, with a simple life like everyone else.

(A year before the present)

After an afternoon of training to become a tailor, you decide to take a stroll around the plaza.

(Your mother) "Y/N, while you're out, could you bring some more fabric? We're running low."

She puts some money into your hand.

(Your mother) "Here, take whatever's left."

(You) "Thanks, Mum, I'll see you in a minute!"

You step out the door, take a deep breath of fresh air,
and take in the peaceful feel.
It's sunny outside with a few bright clouds, there's just the right amount of heat along with the gentle wind.

You take a walk to the fabric store and take the white, brown, red and black fabrics.

You payed for them and walked out, trying not to knock everything off on the way.

You held the fabrics up, but they were so big you couldn't see in front of you, not to mention they were pretty heavy.

You stroll along with them, before someone bumps against you knocking off all the fabrics.

"O-oh! I'm sorry! Here, let me help!"

A boy starts to nervously pick them up.

(You) "Don't worry! They're still clean so it's okay!"

The boy hands them back,

(Him) "D-don't I know you...?
Y/N? Y/N Y/L/N? I'm Miguel Rivera!"

(You) "Oh, that's right! You're the from the Rivera family!"

Your families trade wear occasionally. You trade your best clothes for their finest shoes.

(Him) "Yeah! M-maybe we should catch up sometime!"

(You) "Sure, sounds great! I gotta go, I'll see you later, Miguel!

You walk away, still unable to see from the fabrics.

(A year later)

[Yes, It's DIA DE LOS MUERTOS AGAIN]

Ever since that day, you and Miguel became best friends, you managed to click with almost everything, except one thing,

Miguel's a rebel! He hates his family's traditions and wants to do the thing they've banned!
You both get into occasional bickering from it, but it never lasts for long.
He always tries to get you to rebel as well, but you always refuse.
He tries to make you do crazy things, like jumping onto roofs, putting graffiti of walls, one time, he tried to get you to burn tailored clothes!

Despite all these things, you stay good, you don't rebel with him.
Months and months of hard work, and you were finally promoted to be an official tailor, you make clothes in the workshop professionally...

After a long day of hard work, you decide
to sit in the evening sun for a while.
You're going to watch the fireworks a little bit later if you feel like it.
You lay on the grass and watch the deep blue sky slowly turn to night.
The air was cool yet still perfectly warm enough to enjoy being outside.