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...
Zabdiel was surprising Zoe with a sibling day for her twenty-second birthday. It was secretly Christopher's idea, he'd brought it up to Zabdiel one morning in the week leading up to the special day. Madison had almost managed to talk her way into tagging along, but after Christopher and Jade hid all of her makeup she refused to go outside. Zoe didn't even know what would be happening that day or her boyfriend's part in it. If it was up to him, she wouldn't learn about the former. He wanted that day to be about her, to do anything that would possibly make her happy. And if that meant giving up the day so that she could be with her sibling, he was one-hundred percent okay with that.
"Princesa, it's time to wake up," Christopher whispered lowly, knowing there was only around an hour and a half before everyone else woke up to try and get to her. He kissed the shell of her ear, a tiny whine leaving Zoe's lips. Trailing down her neck, he nipped at the skin where her shirt had fallen down to expose her breasts. "Amor," Zoe sighed deeply, her hands finding Christopher's hair with her eyes still closed. She tugged on the ends of his highlights, breathing out a huff of air against her chest. "Come on, we have to get up or else we won't be leaving this room." Zoe begrudgingly opened her eyes, looking right at Christopher's smiling face.
"Feliz cumpleaños, mi amor."
Zoe smiled at him, leaning forward to peck his lips. "Gracias, niño bonito." She buried her head in his neck, inhaling his heavenly scent. Christopher rubbed his hands up and down her back, rings accidentally snagging on her bra. A tiny giggle left her lips as he struggled to unhook his hand, all smoothness having left his body. He finally got it, face flushed in embarrassment as she kissed his cheeks. "You're so cute, mi Vida. I have to get dressed now, don't I?" Christopher pursed his lips in fake consideration, swiftly moving so she was pinned under him.
"I think we have twenty minutes to spare,"
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Happy twenty-second birthday to our sister, Zoe!
(Thanks for the picture, Chris)
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The De Jesus siblings are killing it on my 22nd birthday
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Happy birthday, Pequeña
Te amo mucho
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"So, who's the lucky guy?"
Zoe and Zabdiel were halfway through lunch at a tiny Italian restaurant in Arizona, where they were currently visiting for the tour. She had her mouth stuffed with a fluffy breadstick when he caught her off guard with his question. He grinned at her stunned state, taking the time she was silent to elaborate on what he meant. "Come on, I've seen the smile on your face when he texts you." Zabdiel pushed her iced tea toward her as she choked on her food, leaning back in his chair with a chuckle. "It's not David, is it? Cause I'll kick his ass,"
"Jesus, no!" She finally spat out her reply, having drunk at least half of her tea trying to get to the point where she could speak. "No, it's not David." He flicked his eyebrows up, only minorly satisfied with her response. "Fine, I'm seeing someone." Zoe wasn't sure what made her admit it, but she did. It felt as if a small weight had been lifted off of her chest, one she'd gotten so used to that she forgot it even existed.
"Well? When do I get to meet him," Zabdiel grinned happily, leaning forward on the table as he ate some vegetarian dish that he was surprised to find at their choice of eatery. It was Zoe's turn to raise her eyebrows, her fork pausing halfway to her mouth. "Come on, of course, I want to meet him! You've been so much happier, Pequeña." He reached across the table, grabbing her much smaller hand in his. "Anyone who makes you this happy almost automatically gets my approval," Zoe smiled nervously, pushing down her nerves. Yeah, you won't think that when you realize it's your best friend drill-
"You can meet him when the tour's over," Zoe blurted out, clamping her mouth shut as soon as she'd spoken. "Just... try and keep an open mind when you do," She squeezed his hand, releasing her grip to take a bite of pasta. Zabdiel hadn't dropped his smile yet, and he didn't seem like he was going to for a while. "And I'm not showing you any pictures either. You're gonna have to wait, okay?" He'd opened his mouth to speak but she effectively silenced him with her words.
"Fine, at least tell me about him?"
Zabdiel watched an absentminded giddy smile stretch across his sister's face, filling him with pride. "He treats me like a Queen." She gushed, chewing on her bottom lip. "He makes me laugh and smile, everything about him is perfect." Zoe ran a hand across her face, meeting Zabdiel's gaze before she admitted to the one thing that would maybe save her relationship when he found out who she was with. "And I love him, Zab. More than I've ever loved anyone or anything in my entire life," She laughed shakily, her eyes sparkling under the overhead light.
"If he truly treats you this well then I'm positive I'll like him,"
