A Madman With a Guitar || Héctor Rivera X Reader

A Kiss to Speak a Thousand Words

Anything.. for you? Anything at all? He was looking at you again. The Imelda Look. He held you closer, tighter against his chest, or ribs, rather, gently stroking your hair.

"Wh.. anything?"

Héctor nodded "Anything at all for you, señorita."

You didn't believe what you were hearing. Was this a normal thing for how they treated friends? Were you looking too far into it? Was he in love with you, like he was with Imelda? Did he still love Imelda?

"Ah, querido, stay with me now. I see you getting lost there."

"I'm just a little.. Can we sit?" You asked, a little drowzy.

Héctor nodded and whisked you over into a chair, onto his lap again, facing him so you had to wrap your legs around the chair.

"What do you want to know?"

"Do you.. well.. love me?"

He laughed gently, stroking your cheek. Surely this was romantic. Right? This seemed romantic.

"Of course I do! I love everyone here. They're my familia!" His face brightened a little

That was not helpful.

"But do you- romantically-"

And then he kissed you. He kissed you! That adorable son of a mule kissed you right on the lips. Slowly, sweetly, by the latter half just enjoying your embarrassment. He pulled away slowly, but wrapped his arms around your waist as he did so.

"Does that answer your question, querido?" He whispered.

"Yeah.." You half laughed back, voice quiet and shaking "I uh.. love you too.."

He kissed your forehead "Bah, I know you love me. Everyone and their brother knows you do!" He smirked

"Scheisse! Chicharròn! Oh, saints, I'm never gonna live this one down!"

You stuffed your face back into his chest. He was much taller than you, even sitting, so there was plenty of chest available.

"Was that a curse?" He mumbled sweetly

"Yeah.."

He kissed just behind your.. ear-hole?

"No cursing, Y/N~"

"Hush."

"Have fun telling Chicharròn you're in love with me, chamaco~"

"YOU have fun telling him YOURE in love with ME, burro."

He laughed and hunched over a bit to rest his head on your shoulder, hat tilted backwards, holding you tight and close. You stayed like that for who knows how long, just resting, mumbling, Héctor kissing your blushing face, you kissing him back because wow, that man was flustered, and adorable, and extra adorable when flustered, you could barely proccess anything other than his stupid, cute face right there on yours.

And you loved every bit of it.

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A/N
sorry this one was short!!! maybe an anticlimactic end, idk i thought it was cute skdnchslfnf anyway i might keep doing stuff with this book?? mayb probably not, BUT, i most likely will make another book with some one-shots and maaaaayyyybe one with a hectorxreader while he's alive.

no i wont do ernestoxANYONE. i'm sorry but i really truly despise him. he's a well written villain, and a VILLAIN. he LITERALLY KILLED A GUY.

but yeah comment what you thought and what you think i should write next! dankee