LOOK @ LUIS ABUSING HIS MOM💀 (aight so it's too big, but here's the link https://giphy.com/gifs/52FzcihdD8kHEpyXWy )
It was the night of the football game. Once Luis, Venus and Oscar got their ice cream, and a dinner, they came back home late. Luis fell asleep at the dinner table, a spoon in his hand and his head on Cesar's arm. "This is the earliest he's fallen asleep since you guys have been here." Cesar commented, carefully to not move his arm too much.
After that, Venus laid him down in bed and covered him up. Luis was already in sweats, so Venus didn't really feel like changing him. However, she did take his shirt off because he picked up on Oscar's habits and hated wearing shirts now.
Now, since both Luis and Cesar we're asleep, Venus and Oscar were in the bath tub. This time, he didn't play with the bath bombs. Instead he played with the bubbles and made himself a beard and Venus a tiara. "What are we doing for Thanksgiving?"
Since her back was against his chest, Venus felt Oscar shrug his shoulders. "We never do much. Just make food and then the guys come over at night. Unless they don't have any family, then they're here all day. It's like a family reunion because the Santos are all family." Oscar told her, trying to get the bubbles away from her hair before she beat him. "What's your family doing?"
"Normally my mom cooks and my dad's family comes over, but sometimes it changes. Jamal is always there though." Venus always had a weird Thanksgiving, especially in Cuba when get entire family was around and everyone would end up arguing. "One time I tried to be a Sugar Baby."
Venus didn't bother to turn around, but Oscar stayed silent. "What the fuck? Why would you tell me that?"
"Because it's funny." Venus laughed. "I was in New York and didn't have the best influences."
"Didn't you move to America when you were like 7 and here when you were 15?" Venus nodded her head, grouping all the bubbles she could and putting them in front of her to make a castle. "The fuck were you doing trying to be a sugar baby?"
"I told you, my friends weren't really good influences. Plus in the Bronx, secret shit like that happens a lot. There'd be like 12 year old prostitutes and all that." Venus stated lowly as it was one of the things she hated about New York. "And I wanted to see if I could make money for a homecoming dress." Venus explained. Oscar shook his head as he held her, his arms around her neck and his head beside hers. "Can we get out now? I'm tired and I don't even have my bonnet on."
Despite not doing much, Venus was exhausted. When Oscar said "a few more minutes" he wasn't exactly surprised when she fell asleep against him in the tub. With some struggle he got out, put his clothes on, then took Venus out and got her dressed. Since she never really wore much to sleep, it was easy, but the hard part was her bonnet because 1) her head kept falling down and 2) he didn't remember shit from what was in the YouTube video he watched.
Oscar stepped back and shrugged. "Good enough." Oscar was about to lay beside her when a small knock came from the other side of the door. Thinking it was just Cesar trying to bug him or ask him something, Oscar swung the door open. However, nothing was in front of him. He looked down and lo and behold, Luis was standing there with his blanket.
"Quiero...sleep with mamá." He said tiredly.
Oscar stared down at Luis before bending down and lifting him up. "Shouldn't you be asleep, hombrecito?"
"I was."
Oscar closed the bedroom door again and walked to his bed, placing Luis next to Venus. Luis, almost immediately, cuddled himself up to Venus and had Oscar throw the blanket over them. Walking to the otherside, Oscar finally layed down and threw an arm across bothe Venus and Luis.
If it weren't for the tough cholo exterior, he'd go on and on everyday to everyone about how his family was better than everyone elses, but he stayed humble and kept it to himself. If you told him 5 years ago that he was going to fall in love with a tattoo artist who already had a son, he'd laugh and tell you to take a break from all the weed. But damn did he love his family.
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"Another party?"
"We don't have to go if you don't want to. We can stay with Luis."
"Oh, no, we're going. I just didn't expect there to be another party so soon." Venus stated.
Oscar shook his head and smiled while going on his phone. "Mamas, this is Freeridge. There's a party almost every other day. You just don't go."
Venus looked up for a few seconds before she nodded. "Wanna help me pick an outfit?" She smiled, jumping onto the bed and landing beside him on her knees. Oscar looked her up and down and sent her a look. "What? Not everyone wears the same outfit in different colors every day."
Oscar looked at what he was wearing and to his part of the closet with a nod. "I can help you pick what I'm ripping off of you later."
Venus smacked her lips, then threw her hand up to smack Oscar's head. But she missed. Now, Oscar was holding his eye and groaning while Venus watched him with her jaw dropped. "Ay, amor, lo siento mucho." Venus pouted. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to do that." Venus scooted closer and wrapped her arms around Oscar. While Oscar held a hand over his eye, Venus was mumbling her "sorry"s and kissing his cheek.
"I'm good, homie. I ain't no bitch."
"Boy, cállate y déjame ver su ojo." Venus demanded, not even letting him say anything before gripping his face and turning it so she could see his now red eye. "Now it looks like you're high."
"We'll get high later, it's fine." Oscar mumbled, staring at his girl while she checked on his eye.
"Can you even see?" Venus asked, not even listening to what Oscar was saying. Oscar nodded and grabbed Venus' right hand, since it was holding his cheek, and kissed her palm. "You still wanna help me pick out an outfit?"
"Can I rip it when we get back?"
"You can do whatever you want when we get back." Venus stated, still feeling bad that she almost blinded him.
Oscar raised his eyebrows still staring up at Venus who didn't even realize that he was staring that whole time she was making sure he was okay. "En serio? Lo que yo quiera?"
Venus nodded with a little smile and kissed him because if she was being honest, he looked cute as hell, as always. "You helping or not?"
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Tattoo Artist | o. diaz
Hayran Kurgu"You're the tattoo artist?" "Yeah?" "Nah, you're too pretty." When Oscar Diaz gets outs of prison and goes to a tattoo shop, his life gets turned upside down. [ DISCONTINUED ]