Zobeida De Jesus was the 20-year-old sister of Zabdiel, a member of CNCO. She was by no means riding her brother's coattails, already a successful actress in a tv show called 'Shadowhunters'. This firey, headstrong, Latina moves to Ecuador with the...
Zoe and Christopher had snuck out first thing in the morning. They didn't have a whole lot of time before they would need to be back and dressed for the drive to Los Angeles. So, she ended up not being able to check out their new apartment. They simply signed a stack of papers at the realtor's office and took two sets of keys. She trusted Christopher enough to know that he wouldn't settle for anything other than perfect so seeing their new place wasn't exactly at the top of her priority list. However, the coffee he bought her on their way back to the rental was.
"At least we have somewhere to go now when Zabdiel runs us out of Ecuador," She joked half-heartedly, sipping on her iced drink as she watched him get dressed for the car ride. A pair of grey joggers clung to her legs, cropped black shirt on top with a pair of sneakers. Christopher stuck to his usual black attire when choosing his shirt and snapback, but chose his own grey sweatpants. They matched unintentionally, although nobody was complaining. "Which will more than likely happen when we tell him,"
"I'll take care of you no matter what, Princesa." Christopher leaned over to kiss her on the lips, grabbing their suitcases. She took both of their smaller items, which ended up being his backpack and her duffle bag. "When we get on the bus I figured we could maybe look at some furniture online, make it our own." He descended the stairs with her right on his heels, Richard, Alyson, and Aaliyah already at the breakfast table.
"Morning, love birds." Richard flashed them a grin, nodding his head to the food he'd gotten for them. "Eat quickly, our bus should be here soon." Alyson helped Aaliyah throw away their trash while Zoe and Christopher ate their breakfast sandwiches. Zoe offered Christopher her unwanted hashbrown, taking their orange juice from him. "Dios, it's like they're married," Richard whispered to Alyson, grins on their faces.
"The busses are here!" Erick shouted as he walked through the front door, grinning brightly. "Rich, Aly, munchkin, you guys have your own since you have Aaliyah." It was smaller than the other two busses, but they needed their own space with a child. "Joel and Jade are with Zabdiel and Madison. Which leaves you two with Edith and me," He wiggled his brows at Christopher and Zoe, knowing their bus had three bedrooms. Only two would end up being used, but it was nice seeing as the secret couple had so much stuff.
What could they say, shopping was one of their favorite date night activities.
"Well, let's get going then." Zoe stood from the table with their bags from earlier. Christopher carried their suitcases onto the tour bus, temporarily putting hers into the spare room. Everyone met outside for a few moments to make sure that they were on the same page before going to their respected busses. Christopher showed her their room, decorated in shades of purple. It had a king-sized bed, a couch, a dresser, and makeup vanity. "Wow, did you pick this out?" She questioned, running her fingers along the bed.
"Mhm, just like I designed your room back home."
"Okay, you can pick out our bedroom for the apartment."
"Yes!"
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I may be sharing a bus with these three, but at least I get my own room
"Bebé, did you want me to make something for dinner?"
Zoe leaned in the doorway of their room, his white t-shirt hanging off her frame. A pair of leggings clung to her thighs that she'd put on five minutes into the ride. "I can make some tacos. Luckily, Edith stocked the fridge before we left." She pulled her hair back into a ponytail while she talked, almost to herself. Christopher pushed himself off of the bed, sliding his phone into his sweatpants pocket. "What?"
"I'll help you," He smiled widely, reaching around her into the fridge. Christopher pulled out pre-cooked grilled chicken, searching for a chef's knife. Zoe bounced around the kitchen, grilling their tortilla's. Two hands rest on her waist and pushed gently, turning her around. Christopher kissed her forehead, rocking them back and forth. He hooked both arms around her, lifting Zoe into the air. "Te amo, mi amor." Zoe wrapped her arm around his neck, pulling him close enough to kiss.
She moaned when he nipped at her bottom lip, pulling it into his mouth. "Something smells g- ew!" Erick screeched, covering his eyes. Zoe rolled her own, allowing Christopher to set her back down on the ground. "I don't want to see that," He whined, Edith shaking her head at her boyfriend. Zoe and Christopher finished up their tacos without speaking, a comfortable silence filling the room. "Sorry I ruined your moment," Erick grinned when Zoe handed him his own tacos, not having an ounce of remorse.
"Oh, don't worry," Christopher smirked, tossing an arm around Zoe's shoulder. They were a few bites into their food before he decided to elaborate on why exactly Erick should not be worrying. "We'll make up for it later," Erick choked on his taco, Edith grinned, Zoe slapped her boyfriend on the chest, and Christopher simply gave off a proud smirk.
