▪ 3rd POV ▪(A quick drawing to try and give you an image of what I mean. Your gym uniform is made to protect you from sunlight, hence the hood and longer sleeves. Also meaning you don't have your hat, meaning you can see better)
You had your hands in your pockets.
Your face comfortably in your warm hood.
Your hood laces tied in a bow to keep your hood from falling.
(Tape Boy):
"You look comfy."(Y/N):
"Ye."(Tape Boy):
"Is that a Watermelon Lollipop?"(Y/N):
"Uh, Yeah. It is."(Tape Boy):
"Thought so. I could smell it."You looked at him. Eyes narrow.
(Y/N):
"Only a true Mexican kid would be able to catch the sent of a Rebanadita from far away."
(Slices. It's a Mexican candy, a chile covered Watermelon Lollipop)(Tape Boy):
"That should explain why."(Y/N):
"What's your name?"(Hanta):
"Sero Hanta. (Y/N), right?"(Y/N):
"Uh yeah- Wait your Don Panchos kid aren't you?"
(a Spanish title prefixed to a male forename)You sat up. Facing him.
(Hanta):
"Wait you know my dad?"(Y/N):
"He's my Uncle."His eyes were wide. He smiled.
(Hanta):
"That means we're cousins! We're family!"You were shocked. But also a bit happy.
Family means the world to you. But you can't near him now. That curse remember? He can die.
You furrowed your brows.
(Y/N):
"I guess this means I'll have to protect you now."(Hanta):
"Cool! But from what?"You hesitated.
(Y/N):
"From any danger. People or anything 'natural'. Ya know?""You're my family. I have to protect you."
(Hanta):
"You really seem to love your family."(Y/N):
"Of course I do. They're family. We're connected by more than blood. By trust and honesty."You sighed.
(Y/N):
"You can lie to family. But you can never hurt them. You can never stab them in the back."
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S o m b r a \\ BNHA x Hispanic Reader
FanfictionIn the brink of insanity your so called, 'father' rampages. Killing two loved ones. F e w y e a r s l a t e r Your siblings are killed. One by one. The rest of your relatives try to keep away from you. Not wanting to catch your curse. Now it's sta...