Oh to be loved

by Lalya12367

Summary:

A glimpse into marriage of two best friends, that can be crazy, chaotic... sometimes dramatic; But throughout all of it, They have each other.

But not Without some family help, bonding and a lot of love— As they experience new ways of life as husband and wife.

With something new to experience every day.

Chapter 1: Hopless

Summary:

Mornings with each other can sometimes be hopeless, Especially when your husband is Trying to keep you with him just a little longer .

Miguel has always thought how lucky he was to have someone like Mirabel in his life, She was everything he ever needed. He was proud to have her as his wife and not just that— But his best friend, The love of his life, his soulmate. He loved her endlessly and deeply, forever and always; She was his Angel, Something her ex-family had lost a long time ago. Ever since she ran away they’ve been by each other’s side.

On this particular morning he smiled softly at his beautiful wife sleeping, turning over just to catch a glimpse of her was a blessing in itself. She tussled in his arms and sighed taking in the comfort when she still had it.

‘This is heaven ‘. Miguel thought smiling

He tucked a curl behind her ear smiling, as she rustled wanting more cuddles from him— He never failed to let her know how much he loved her.

“Mhmm “. She hummed, Turning Over to meet his eyes 

“Buenos Dias Mi vida”. Miguel whispered, Greeting her

“Buenos Dias Mi Musico “. She smiled

Mirabel looked up at her husband relishing in his gaze, when he looked at her. Loving seeing him smile, Somehow he always has managed to make her smile even in the toughest times. How hopeless she would be without him; He always had a way with making her laugh and she wouldn’t trade it for the world as this was something special.

“You look beautiful “. Miguel whispered 

Mirabel smiled, she looked like a mess but he would always manage to believe the opposite every time she said, looked or did something negative.

“I look like a mess”. She replied

“A Beautiful mess, Might I add”. Miguel smiled 

She lightly slapped his arm and chuckled. 

She then got up and put her gown on as Miguel was speechless, Smiling at the angel that was his wife and his beautiful best friend, As she puts her glasses on rubbing the sleep out of her eyes reaching for them on her nightstand.

“What?” She asked

Miguel shook his head and chuckled; Shuffling to the edge of the bed smiling, Mirabel gave him a look that said it all : ‘Don’t start’

She smiled and just before she was about to make breakfast downstairs, Miguel gently grabbed her by the waist pulling her back to the bed. As they lay on  of top the bed; She couldn’t help but laugh at his antics.

“Miguel No!!” She whined

“I think yes Mi Diosa”. Miguel smiled softly 

As he cuddled close to her smiling, She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his antics.

“You’re hopeless “. She laughed 

“No, I think it’s your fault “. He smiled

She coaxed her head up at him but he sighed smiling.

“You’re too beautiful, how can I not love you”. Miguel replied 

“And you think that is my fault?” She questioned clearly taken aback

He nodded.

“Remember when we first met, I was walking with Dante by the river and you looked exhausted and you were drowning so I helped. I swear, When I first saw you it had felt like my heart was burning and I couldn’t think straight “. Miguel sighed reminded of the first time they met 8 years ago 

“I was soaked “. Mirabel shrugged 

“That does not excuse your beauty, Creativity, talent, kindness and love”. He winked

“You really are an idiot, You know that”. Mirabel smiled

Miguel kissed her neck as she sat in his lap, Not helping a chuckle .

“But your idiot, Always and forever “. He mumbled gently into her neck

“Stop it”. She joked

Miguel cuddled further into his wife not wanting to let her go; She sighed, Maybe breakfast could wait a little longer.

‘You have my heart Musico’

“You do know I have to get up to make breakfast?” She coaxed 

He nodded softly and smiled.

“Breakfast can wait, Unless it’s a crime to love your wife I don’t want to hear it”. He huffed 

Mirabel chuckled, Knowing how much she loved him; Enjoying this time was something special so she decided to soak up every bit of it while she could.

‘This really is hopeless ‘. She sighed aloud

Miguel smiled as he heard that last bit and chuckled at her.

“ You call it hopeless, I call it hopelessly, endlessly and inevitably in love with your wife”. He joined 

This was something to treasure always and forever…

Chapter 2: In case

Summary:

When the two lovebirds discover something has gone horribly wrong with their sister, They immediately jump on the action; More so, When Mirabel has something actually help her precious Hermosa hermana.

Mirabel and Miguel were in the land of the dead and since it was the ordinary Sunday brunch they decided to make the best of it, They were making conversation and laughing at the week they had with orders— More specifically about Mirabel and her workshop.

“I’m telling you, He looked me straight In the eyes and asked for something impressive for his wife, he whispered His order so she couldn’t hear; I am not even joking, I held his stare for a good 5 minutes promising  to do my best before he walked out of the shop”. Mirabel laughed Crying, she couldn’t hold it in

“You’re serious“. Julio laughed

Mirabel nodded crying through tears of laughter.

Imelda smiled and laughed at the story, She had been faced with a customer like that a couple of times; She held her stare— Claudia her name was. A very kind woman but very stern and serious like Imelda herself.

“Sounds like Claudia “. Imelda said aloud

At that moment both Mirabel and Miguel coaxed their heads to question who Claudia was, But before they could ask she explains.

“Claudia was a new arrival in the land of the dead and She wasn’t sure that her friends were telling the truth when it came to the best shoes in town, but she was very quick and stern. She held my stare for about 6 minutes before she finally gave in”. She chuckled lightly 

“Oh, I remember Claudia, She was tough”. Oscar said

“The whole room went silent that day, but if anyone knows Imelda they know She’s very competitive;  She will win every time“. Héctor smiled

Imelda shook her head at the way her husband had phrased such things.

“I wouldn’t count that, You should have seen Mira last week when Abel didn’t help with the dishes; She could burn and back down anyone”. Miguel shivers reminded of it

“Really Mija?” Pablo asked

She nodded.

“You’ve always had a way when something or someone isn’t right.” Daphne chuckled

“Especially with the fire in your eyes“. Miguel shivers 

Miguel even knew that Mira’s stare was deadly, Even worse when she called his full name when he did something wrong and it wasn’t something to be messed with.

“Seriously, I am not kidding. When she calls the full name, You’d better run and quickly “. Miguel pouted 

Mirabel bit her tongue from laughter and Héctor smiled at this; It shows that his granddaughter knew how to handle his shenanigans . 

Mirabel smiled at her husband, He winked back at her.

They spent the rest of the brunch talking and laughing, before it was time to go so they had hugs and kisses before leaving.

~~ Back In the land of the living ~~
 
“ I’m not that bad, am I ?” She asked

“No”. He lied

“Miguel “. She used a warning tone

“Okay, Maybe a little “. He shrugged 

They walked back to the hacienda hand in hand, But when they came inside they saw Socorro crying, head on her knees. The two stopped and knew they had to fix this; Miguel knew he was going to kill whoever made his sister so upset.

Miguel bent down to his sisters eye level and tilted her head up— Her eyes filled with tears, All red and puffy.

“Chiquita, que pasa?” Miguel asked concerned 

Socorro couldn’t bother looking at her brother and sister, Mirabel put a hand on Miguel’s shoulder giving him a look: ‘ I’ve got this mi vida’ . Miguel looked at his wife smiling; knowing she had this while Miguel went inside and grabbed some food.

Mirabel sat next to her sister as she hugged her and let her cry it out, noticing her dress was torn and she saddened at that.

“Ssh Estas bien Cariña, I’m here”. She rubbed Coco’s back reassuring her

Socorro finally looked up at her sister still teary Looking at her. Mirabel wiped her tears away and chuckled softly, but inside— just like her loving Miguel; She will kill the person who threatened her loving and sweet hermana, Tearing up her beautiful dress in the process .

“Javier Cortez, He sabotaged rehearsal this morning and now I can’t—“ She stopped

Mirabel’s eyes widened, she remembered that Javier’s mother had made a very difficult order as she was very specific, Mirabel exhausted herself that week trying to make the outfit for her and by the time she was done she could not even move from the bed.

“Wait Hermanita, Javier Cortez?” She coaxed

Socorro nodded sadly.

“I know his mother, She ordered a dress a month ago and it was so specific that it took me a month to finish “. Mirabel replies 

“What?” She coaxed

“He did this to you”. Mirabel was outraged

Socorro nodded and cuddled her sister close as Mirabel returned it, cuddling tightly .

“He made fun of me for not knowing the steps properly even though I had been practicing all week, just because I fumbled.”She adds

Socorro looked like she was about to cry again, So Mira lifted her into her lap pressing kisses to her curls.

“Honey, trust me when I say he’s just jealous of you. He hates that you’re different— but you know what?” She finishes 

Socorro looked up at her and sighed.

“You are precious and beautiful, kind, smart and talented; It takes very special courage and love to make people see how special you are”. Mirabel replies tickling her

“Mira”. Socorro laughs 

“What? It’s not my fault you’re beautiful, Just like Mamá Luisa “. She smothered her in kisses

Mirabel never failed to let her sister know how much she loves her, she wasn’t about to let Socorro go through the same pain she went through and feel neglected. Then Miguel came out and smiled at the close bond they had, Knowing sometimes Mira knew exactly what to do.

“You Alright Chiquita?” Miguel asked

She smiled and nodded at her brother as she got handed some orange juice along with Mirabel. They each took a sip and sat in silence.

“You know what? I think I might have something that might help this dress dilemma“. Mirabel replies

Miguel smiled and Socorro coaxed her head, Mirabel quickly went inside and then came out with a beautiful custom folklorico dress that she had made.

Socorro gasped as she looked at the dress she felt like crying from utter happiness, Without saying a word she hugged the life out of the young woman. Mirabel smiled and laughed softly knowing she made her sister happy and that was all that mattered.

“Gracias Mira “. The 8 year old cried 

Mirabel crouched down and smiles at her sister, whispering .

“The beauty of having a seamstress for a sister, huh”. She smiles

Socorro giggles, Then giving her kisses and then walking away to try the dress on, Miguel smiled happy to see  his sister back to her normal lovely self and so did Mirabel.

“How long have you kept that hidden?” Her husband asks

“2 months “. Mirabel answers 

Miguel gasped at the answer— Jaw on the floor and Mirabel laughed, It wasn’t long before Socorro came out with her shoes and dress, Spinning as she walked.

“It’s perfect “. She exclaimed 

“I’m glad”. Mirabel smiled

“How did you know?” Socorro asked

“Just had a guess, Cosa linda”. She smiled

“I love it”. Socorro chuckled 

“Besides, I can stitch that one up tomorrow— it looks like it seen better days”. Mirabel replied

“Really, you would do that for me?” She said

“Of course “. Mirabel replies 

“Besides, You never know when you need these things”. She added

Socorro hugged her sister, smiling .

Sometimes you just need things, just in case because life is a mystery…

 

 

Chapter 3: It’s been a long, long time

Summary:

Days off, Some good old fashioned soccer; Sweet treats and one very lovey dovey husband who still doesn’t know how you surprise him the way you do.

Notes:

You can’t blame me for having this song stuck in my head while writing this: it’s been a long long time I mean, Need I say more.

Manny and Benny were playing soccer with Mirabel, Socorro was keeping score; Carmen needed a break since she was out with Luisa and Gloria having a girls day. Manny and Benny adored Mira— They have ever since they met and they knew Miguel had a crush on her, Even before they got married. They were always playing with her and sometimes they got her on the pranks and Antics; sometimes Miguel caught them laughing at a joke or a prank.

This particular day was sunny and beautiful, Mirabel had her day off, So particularly when she had these types of days she would spend them with family; It was beautiful and she quite enjoyed the games.

It was boys versus girls and they were tied, Rosa was off blocking the defence as Socorro sat watching as it was the last quarter of the match and the boys were determined to win.

“You got this Mira!” Rosa shouted from the goal

Abel was on the other goalie and was determined not to let her win, Enrique and Elena watching with smiles at the game.

“You’ll never win”. Manny smiled trying to dissuade her 

She kept an eye on the ball, Her feet moving fast as she ran and moved toward the goal; but not before Manny made the intersection and stole the ball from his Prima. Benny was cheering waiting for his brother to make the goal.

“We’re gonna win”. Benny shouted

“I doubt it”. Rosa retorted 

Mirabel had been quick to surrender or so they thought, Miguel had come out with some drinks and watched as they played.

“Mijo, Your wife is quick”. Enrique said 

“That’s Mira for you”. He smiled

“I’ll say That again, Everyday she does something new”. Berto replies 

Miguel shook his head and laughed at the sight that he was seeing, He couldn’t help but be more and more grateful for her everyday. She was his whole world and that was something  he cherished and loves more than anything else.

Meanwhile, Benny was waiting for Mirabel to make a move and do something as she was usually quick.

“Come on Mimi you can do better than that”. Manny cried

Mimi was the name Manny, Benny and Socorro used for her when they got to know her better and as much as she liked the name she wouldn’t budge. For a minute the boys thought they upset her and went to see if she was okay.

Mirabel knew she couldn’t stay mad at them even if it was just ‘ pretend ‘ she adored them all and wouldn’t trade it In for the world.

“She’s tricking you”. Miguel yelled out

Benny then looked at Mirabel and noticed her face had a faint smile and he was outraged as she ran past him and kicked the ball into the goal.

“Oh man, that’s no fair— I call default “. Abel stated 

They looked  expectantly at Socorro and waited for her answer.

“I call goal”. She answers 

Rosa and Mirabel cheered in victory as Manny and Benny excepted their fate and congratulated the girls, hugging them.

“We’ll get you next time”. They both declared

Mirabel smiled, sighing as she chuckled  and went over for a drink of lemonade; The twins followed and each took a glass of poured lemonade.

“I still think that was unfair “. Manny pointed out 

“Sometimes life is unfair hermano, there’s nothing to fix it”. Rosa smiled

“It’s true, But sometimes things can turn out the way you least expect it”. Mirabel replies 

“Like our bedtime “. Manny said 

Elena laughed along with Franco smiling, Enrique sighed with his brother.

“Not quite Mijo “. Berto replies 

“But close enough right?” Socorro nodded
 
Miguel nodded chuckling.

“But sometimes the unfair things have a sweet reward”. Mirabel said

“Like what Mimi?” Socorro asked

“Well…” She stopped, As she brought out some homemade tres leches ice cream in small portions 

The kids gasped at the little trick, smiling as she brought around the ice cream for everyone .

“Mi vida, Did you make this?” Miguel asked

She nodded and smiled.

“Mija it looks delicious “. Enrique said as he took a spoonful 

“I’m glad you like it Papá “. Mirabel replies 

So as they ate their ice cream, Miguel led her into the kitchen— she was curious at what he was doing.

“Que?” She asked

“I love you”. He said as her kissed her softly 

She kissed him back, She was leaning back on the dining table to support her weight keeping her legs from collapsing.

He looks her directly in the eyes, sighing .

“How long have you wanted to do that?” She asked

He smirked and chuckled.

“Too long, way too long”. He whispered 

Mirabel felt her cheeks turn crimson as he was this close to her, She felt like stars could cross their fate if they were any closer.

“Please?” He asked, His voice turned deep 

She nodded as she went and kissed him deeply and passionately, Then as they pulled apart they chuckled lightly at their own antics.

It doesn’t matter how many times he kissed her, He felt like it would always be something never to get tired of; Everyday was something special for him to experience— just like their first kiss.

They slow danced and spun around together loving this time they spent and sighed, Miguel then dipped his wife gently.

She laughed at his antics. Every time she laughed it would melt his heart and he would fall in love over again, Since the day she came into his life it would be something he would not miss for anything.

“You senor Rivera are sly”. She smiled

“I take that so proudly thank you very much”. Miguel replied 

“I’m guessing you want to put that on me as well”. She coaxed

“No not in the slightest “. Miguel smiled 

“Then what?” She smiled 

“To kiss your beautiful lips beacause it’s been far too long”. He went in for a kiss but she stopped him.

“Hold your horses there Musico you think I’m gonna come to you just like that?” Mirabel asks

Miguel looked down at his boots guilty that he had done such a thing.

“You earn this”. She replied she walked away with a spring in step  her eyes darting back a little bit 

He followed after his wife keeping from being sly chuckling softly.

“I like how you play Mi Amor “. He growled lowly 

 

 

Chapter 4: Perfect to me

Summary:

Longing stares, Loving looks and sweet promises are so precious and powerful that you keep them close to the heart.

In the land of the dead everything was quiet and peaceful; only the sounds of machinery were filling the silence. Meanwhile, Miguel was writing and discussing in his head how some of the lyrics were gonna play out for his latest song , but as soon as he caught a glance at his beautiful wife he stopped and sighed— Watching her work was one of the greatest joys in life.

Mirabel was quietly drawing and sketching some new pieces that she was planning to make soon, Imelda quietly watched smiling as she worked. Mirabel looked up from her sketchbook and smiled at her husband.

He smiled back, it was moments like these he treasured and adored, Somehow when she managed to smile that beautiful smile he went weak; that’s how he knew he was the luckiest man in the world with words unspoken.

The secret looks the two shared were something very special and he never wanted to change anything about it.

‘Mi Amor you’re beautiful and perfect to me, I don’t care what others say; To fall in love with you is one of the greatest things in life ‘.

Héctor smiled at the glances the two shared as it reminded him of Imelda and the glances they shared, It was something special and never to be denied, Coco knew that from the moment they met each other, they were and are soulmates; She was proud to call Mirabel her granddaughter and she adored her.

Rosita when she caught a glimpse of the two thought it was so perfect and precious she was always a romantic at heart, like one of her novels that came to life; when she met Mira for the first time— She knew she was the one for her cheeky nephew she always put others first and just like herself she was bubbly, kind and caring.

“What?” Mirabel whispered to her husband 

He quickly turned away back to whatever he was doing, she sighed at his antics and went back to sketching.

Héctor chuckled as he bit his words back and smiled, He Then signalled to Imelda as he pointed to Miguel and circled the side of his skull to signal that he was ‘un poco loco’ for his love and Imelda smirked and bit back a laugh.

Mirabel decided that she needed a break so she closed her sketchbook and went to go grab some lemonade. She smiled as she reached the kitchen and took her glass and one for Miguel considering how parched he must be. She then walked over to where he sat next to Héctor and put the glass down on the table; Then went around to the other side and kissed him with a quick peck on the lips and smiled.

He on the other hand looked up and smiled at his wife, His eyes said it all in thanks knowing he loved her more than life itself as she walked back to her seat; She smiled and winked at her grandfather, He chuckled softly under his breath.

As she sat back down sipping her lemonade as she read her copy of ‘Monstruo de Amor’ 

As she sat reading she hadn’t noticed that her darling husband was looking up from his writing as he stopped to admire her and then drawing his eyes back to his writing, As he sat with a smile on his face.

“You know you keep pulling that move Mijo, She’s going to notice”. Héctor whispered to him

“Sometimes Subtlety is key, it’s the essence that counts”. He replied back

“Where did you learn that?” He quipped 

“Where do you think?” He retorted 

“Certainly not me”. Héctor sighed

Miguel then closed the book and silently sat near his wife slowly shuffling next to her, As Héctor watched this he couldn’t  help but think he was more like him than he thought.

Victoria smiled from behind her book knowing this was something her nephew was going to keep  playing until she would say something.

“I know you’re doing it”. She said, Not looking up from her book

“What, Mi Amor I’m not sure what you’re talking about”. He acts stupid trying to defer the situation

“Playing the husband card is not you’re best forte, you act like you’re so lucky;  But sometimes I wonder if you just want to work on your subtlety, because I can tell you right now my love it’s not working”. She sighed 

Oscar and Felipe burst out laughing at the comment and pretty soon the whole family burst out laughing, Miguel chuckled taken aback but smiled softly.

“She’s got you in a tight hold Mijo “. Imelda smirked 

Mirabel winked and then took another sip of lemonade, Sighing, Then closing her book knowing that she had made him think.

Héctor smiled at the two.

“You know if you wanted my love You don’t have to ask Mi Vida “. She chuckled, “Making it difficult for yourself, aren’t you Mi Corázon “. 

She walked away to put the glasses in the kitchen, Smiling as she went to go wash them.

“She can read you like a book”. Felipe finished

“Better than we ever do”. Julio said 

“Alright, alright I get it”. He rolled his eyes 

He went to the kitchen smiling, softly chuckling.

“They’re going to be the death of each other, Aren’t they?” Victoria asked 

“No doubt about that Mija”. Julio smiled

Miguel walked into the kitchen smiling when he saw his wife as she was humming a tune whilst she washed.

“You’re perfect “. Miguel smiled softly interrupting 

“I would count yourself lucky, Because when the time comes you’re going to wish otherwise “. She chuckled

He came up from behind and hugged her, Squeezing her tight, chuckling.

“Never Mi Diosa “. He smiled 

She coxed her head curious to see what he meant by that. He kissed her neck softly , She blushed turning Scarlet red; He knew what he was doing.

“You’re perfect to me always“. He mumbled 

She chuckled enjoying the touch that he gave, Knowing he would never choose another and that he was happy.

They could not be more perfect for each other …

 

 

Chapter 5: I’d give anything

Summary:

When you can’t help but love the person your with, Whilst also being one thier biggest weakness’s in life.

Miguel knows he does both those things when it comes to his precious Mira.

Mirabel was doing the dishes humming a tune and smiling as she washed. Miguel somehow couldn’t take his eyes off her, Ever since they married and even before then; He has always had eyes for her alone. His best friend, his partner, his soulmate— This was what he treasured and he couldn’t be more grateful.

His wife could feel his eyes on her and she smiled, She blushed having the same thoughts as she stopped she sighed, Before continuing once again . Miguel stopped typing and looked up; Getting up and walking over to his wife wrapping his arms around her and cuddling her as she washed the dishes; He took in her beauty and loveliness, smiling as he chuckled lightly.

“What are you doing?” She asked

“Can’t a husband just dote on his very beautiful and sexy wife?” He replied 

“He can, But it’s gonna cost him”. She smirked 

“What would that be Señora Rojas Rivera?” He teased

Miguel turned to see her amber eyes shining in the reflection of her glasses and her smile so bright that it made him weak in the knees.

“What?” She coaxed 

“Everything, you cannot be this beautiful and loving, but you are”. Miguel smiled

“Are you sure?” Mirabel Continued 

“I have never been more sure of anything “. Miguel replies 

He kissed her passionately and softly on the neck, his kisses soft, caring and caressing. Mirabel knew what he was doing and she didn’t mind; He always had a way of throwing her off guard as it was something special; His calloused hands Made their way down to her waist, she was very aware of what was happening.

“If you want me to stop say so, Your word Mi Amor”. Miguel whispered 

She slowly nodded and turning around she looked into his eyes. His smile brought her peace. It didn’t matter how many times she saw him she would always love him, her best friend, her soulmate, her guardian angel and her everything.

She put down the dishes and left them in the sink careful not to break them; Then pulled him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him softly and sweetly. Miguel leaned further into the kiss smiling as she sighed softly.

“Te Amo Musico “. Mirabel replies 

“You have no idea how much I love you, Diosa”. Miguel smiled, Tucking a curl behind her ear 

“Shall we take this dance my darling?” He asked

Mirabel nodded sighing.

So she put aside the dishes and turned around to meet his eyes and dimpled cheeks with that beautiful smile. As they held each other close she leaned into his touch and she felt safe and protected in his arms.

As they slowly danced keeping close, Enjoying the quiet with each other and smiling at each other; they were each other’s world always and forever.

“You know I love you”. He mumbled into her shoulder 

“Yes I do and  I love you more”. She smiled

As they kissed and rested in each other’s arms, Miguel felt very lucky in life to love his best friend, his Mirabel .

He kissed her passionately on the neck as she moaned, softly melting into his touch.

“Miguel, you know that’s my weak spot”. She said

“I know”. Miguel sighed

He knew exactly what he was doing and she knew he pulled this trick when he wanted her love; somehow those puppy dog eyes pulled her in, like an anchor pulling her to shore. But to be loved and appreciated like this was something very special.

“Migue “. She sighed

“Hmm Mi Vida”. He answers 

“If you want to do this right, then let me do this”. Mirabel pulled him by the collar and kissed him passionately, hungry for his lips

Miguel moaned at how sweet his wife tasted, She was his everything, his whole world; he wanted nothing more than to love her—to kiss her and hold her, He could feel it.

“Mi Corázon?” She asked

 He didn’t say a thing, He moved down lifting his Mirabel onto the couch and smiled, Mirabel gasped but then it turned into a chuckle; sweet and loving. He moved his hands down her arms, he could feel her and it was the most precious thing in the world.

“Mhm”. She moaned as he kissed her neck 

Gently but ever so slowly he smiled; Taking off her dress with her permission sighing, he marvelled at the sight, Mira slowly fiddling with the buttons on his shirt as well.

As they kissed Miguel moved his hips slowly, He moved up and down hearing his wife moaning was music to his ears.

“M-Mi A-mor”. She stopped, not helping stumbling over her words 

“Tell me, Mi Vida”. He growled as he buried himself in her arms

As he lay with her she smiled, feeling at peace just with him— She didn’t want to let this moment go  Not now, not ever

“Hold me “. She asked

“Your wish is my command”. Miguel declared whispering to her

Love can sometimes be a sticky beautiful mess and it’s more then what you bargained for…

 

 

Chapter 6: With me, You’re never alone

Summary:

Sometimes Mirabel thinks what life would have been like if she hadn’t left— She wonders if they ever miss her.

So unexpectedly while her Musico gets some rest, She works on a special gift while Héctor minds his own business.

But maybe, She just needs some help getting it all out.

Notes:

Y’all granddaughter — grandfather bonding. I’m so here for it! poor Miguel’s just to tired.

💕❤️💕😩🥰😉

Miguel had somehow fallen asleep while writing again, This time overdoing it; As Héctor and the rest of the family smiled at watching him sleep on the couch peacefully. Imelda chuckled and Victoria smiled at how much he was like Héctor and they wouldn’t change it for the world.

“Ay, overworking himself Again “. Héctor said

“Si, just like someone else we know”. Mirabel winked

“Stubborn that boy is, just like Mamá Imelda”.  Julio said 

“True, But when it comes to you two, I think it’s even draw”. Pablo sighed 

“Abuelo!” Mirabel hissed

“What, it’s true”. Pablo replied chuckling softly 

Mirabel ignores the comments coming from the family and smiles rolling her eyes, she covers him with a blanket so he doesn’t freeze and then places a gentle kiss on his forehead.

“Te Amo Mi Musico “. She whispered 

She then sits down so she can sew in peace without the family following her with silly comments and watching over her sleeping husband. Who even in his sleep, knows how to make her laugh— she had to bite back a chuckle.

She shook her head and started to work on the rose she had embroidered for Mamá Coco as a surprise gift for Mother’s Day.

Smiling as she worked, Happy that her love was getting the sleep he needed, Sighing. She was reminded of how when she was little she would sleep on her Tio or Abuelo’s stomach when she ran out of energy. They would enjoy her company a lot; Cuddled up and snuggled against them— she missed days like that; sometimes she wished to go back to being little and not having to worry about getting a gift to Make others happy.

Mirabel was too dragged In her thoughts to notice Papá Héctor sitting beside her smiling, reading his book; Until she accidentally stabbed herself with the sewing needle.

“Ay”.  She yelped stopping, bringing up her small cut; licking her finger and bringing it up to her lips to stop the little trickle of blood coming down from

“Estas bien Cariña?” Héctor turned to her

“Sewing needle, Pesky little things, sometimes they hurt“. She laughed 

Héctor smiled, chuckling.

“I know “. Héctor nods

Mirabel coaxed her head, Curiosity got the better of her; She was interested in what her grandfather was trying to say.

“I m-mean that I’ve seen Daph and Imelda get hurt because they didn’t sew right on a certain stitch”. Héctor studded

“Yeah right Abuelo “. She laughed

“I’m serious Mija, Those things are deadly “. Héctor smiled softly 

“Maybe I should stab you with a sewing needle, just so you know how it feels”. Mirabel joked

“Ay, No I’d rather not”. Héctor surrenders 

“Why? Are you afraid?” She quipped

“No”. He squeaked

“Is the great Héctor Rivera afraid of a little prick of a sewing needle?” She waved the needle as she pulled it out from the stitch 

“Mija, Mira I’m afraid of much worse”. He sighed 

“Would Mamá Imelda be one of them, I know she’s scary when she’s mad”. Mirabel pointed out

“That’s true, but I think every husband is afraid of their esposa— I mean isn’t Miguel sometimes?” Héctor nodded 

Mirabel agreed with her Abuelo on that part; Even before they were married Miguel was always scared whenever she made any sudden moves when she was angry Or when he didn’t do the dishes properly.

“Si, you have that one— Viejo hombre”. She winked 

Héctor knew she was joking as he chuckled and had an imaginary knife stabbed through his phantom chest.

“Oh, Mira.. That was— just Ouch “. He pulled the imaginary knife out

She knocked his arm lightly, winking at him .

Imelda and Coco smiled at the two talking, Victoria wasn’t The least bit surprised; She was just happy that her favourite Niece was opening up.

“What do you think they’re talking about?” Coco coaxed

“No idea, at least it’s making her smile”. Victoria reassures 

All the time that Imelda had known Héctor, The one thing she knew was that He had a way of talking to people; That was one of the things she admired about her darling husband, Music or otherwise.

“Can I ask you something?” She coaxed

Héctor nodded, smiling .

“Of course Mija, Anything “. Héctor replies 

“How did you keep yourself from losing it when you were alone for all those years?” She asked

Héctor was surprised by the question as it was so straightforward and so bold, He admired that in Mira— she was very brave.

“I guess Mija, You just have to think positively— think of what good can come out, Never look for the bad in it you know; Why do you ask?” He answers 

“I don’t know— I just got tired of thinking positive, growing up I always thought if I helped and did the best that I can, maybe my ex-family would look at me the same”. She stated 

Héctor shuffles closer, curious to see where this ended or rather— started.

“I was always compared to them having gifts and all, Meanwhile I was stuck trying to do my best; Just to make them happy; being someone I’m not, it hurts “. She added

Now Héctor understood why she ran away. Never knowing the pain she went through, He thought  to when they had first met— She was shy and didn’t say much, but now she can feel comfortable and more open not just to him but to their family. Héctor was proud to be a father figure for her; If her ex-family could let go of such a beautiful precious treasure like Mirabel, He made a vow to himself and to Mira that he would make sure she felt loved and appreciated.

Not just him but the entire family as well, when they met the girl she was broken. Now things have changed— she is married and running her own business; Doing what she loves. She’s loved and appreciated for who she is; To think that was the same young girl that turned out to be Daphne, Pablo and Pedro’s granddaughter. A shy girl having no idea where she was or what she was doing; Her shell had broken now, Her confidence shone, becoming more herself each day.

“Mija, That’s why you ran away isn’t it?” Héctor nodded

Mirabel nods slowly.

“I hated it, I couldn’t put up with it anymore “. Mirabel replies 

“Well, you know what— I know I’m proud and more than overjoyed that you came here when you did”. Héctor smiled 

“Really?” She coaxed

“Si, you don’t need them, it’s their fault they didn’t notice; Your family is right here always, You’re not alone anymore. Whenever you need us we’re here— Family always sticks together. You’ve been a Rivera from the first moment we met you… or at least on my part anyway “. He smiled 

Mirabel smiled, Chuckling .

“I thought a Rivera is a shoemaker through and through “. She quoted the mantra

“Ay, That quote— You know we’ve changed it”. Héctor sighed

“To What?” She asked

“Rivera, Full of love and heart through and through“. Héctor smiled 

“I like that”. Mirabel smiled chuckling

“So do I”. He agreed 

For a while the two just sat in silence and smiled, Mirabel had shuffled closer to Héctor and he had opened his arms for a hug and she took it.

“You’re safe Mija “. Héctor whispered 

Finally, to find her forever home was all she wanted, no more running. She knew she was happy and safe, loved and appreciated; smiling she knew this was the miracle she needed.

“Thank you for giving me your family “. She smiled

“You Cariña, Are something special “. Héctor replied 

Yes, this was her forever family, Just what her mind, heart and soul needed after all this time.

 

 

 

Chapter 7: Unforgettable

Summary:

Support and understanding in a marriage is important, Miguel understands that sometimes his darling Mirabel has trouble expressing her worries.

Luckily he’s her to diminish her worries and fears, whilst also lending very good listening ear like you always have and always will

Notes:

Poor Mira needs some reassurance in that area, great going Madrigal’s put that in her head.

Saying she’s not worthy, bull crap!

You should be ashamed of yourselves!

One of the great joys of being married was to see your best friend and love her every day, Miguel loved watching his wife work and it was amazing to watch her create things just from nothing. He still can hardly understand how she could do that, it still amazes him.

He shook his head and sighed eyeing her working; Her smile made his heart beat faster, She had somehow turned him into mush and to be honest he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“You’re eyeing me again”. Mirabel said as she continued sewing, Pushing the fabric in and out the other side

“Was I?” He joked

“Ay, you won’t Stop will you”. She sighed

“Don’t count on it Diosa “. Miguel winked

Mirabel smiled knowing that her husband and his tricks would always stay the same and she loved him for it.

‘Unforgettable in every way and forever more that’s how you’ll stay
That’s why darling, it’s incredible that someone so Unforgettable, thinks that I am Unforgettable too’

He hummed and somehow Mira laughed; No matter what Miguel did it would always manage to make her laugh and smile. Sometimes she thought that he would make these jokes just to hear her laugh, like it was the most precious thing ever.

“Stop it, I’m trying to work”. She smiled, chuckling softly 

“It’s working it’s way isn’t it?” He joined her from behind  her desk, Wrapping his arms around her waist 

“You idiot “. She smiled 

Miguel then showed his wedding ring to her, She smiled at him laughing.

“Your idiot forever”. He stated

Mirabel put down the sewing and smiled, She needed a break; He chuckled softly smiling, as she took his hands— That usually meant she wanted a break and he was happy to oblige.

“Dance with me?” She asked

Miguel smiled and gently took her by the waist.

“Always “. He answers

So with that, they swayed to the music smiling, spinning in and out— this was something to enjoy.

She smiled, leaning softly into his touch; knowing that she would always love him and keep him safe and he would do the same with her forevermore .

“Do you think you’ll ever get tired of this?” She asked him

“No, absolutely not”. He shook his head

“Why?” She coaxed

“What do you mean why, it’s you. I have never and will never get tired of you ever; My Mira, My love”. He adds sighing 

Their whole worlds seemed to stop as they kissed, To be close to each other and to love like this was special. Miguel smiled craving for Mira every day; Mirabel felt safe in his arms and smiled every time he made her laugh, kissing him was soft and tender, loving every moment.

“Are you sure?” She questioned 

Miguel looked wide-eyed at his wife, He couldn’t believe what she was saying, but he understood where it was coming from— she was so used to people leaving her that every time he was reminded of it his heart broke.

“Put your arms around me “. He sighed 

Mirabel coaxed her head, but put her arms around him nonetheless very confused at what he was doing.

Miguel smiled as he lifted her in his arms and she was shook.

“Look at me?” He asked

She sighed and looked at him as he walked over to the couch as they both slowly sat down, Miguel still having a hold on his wife, She smiled still keeping her eyes on her husband.

“Don’t you ever question me leaving you— That’s never going to happen, Even in the afterlife okay?” He nodded so she understood 

“But—“ She stopped 

“No, none of that Mira por favor, I will never leave you; I love you too much to let you go, You’ve stolen my heart “. Miguel replied honestly 

Mirabel sighed and looked like she was about to cry; So Miguel hugged her tightly as she cried her heart out and it shatters his own, hearing her cry like this .

“Te Amo Musico “. She sighed mumbling

He held her tightly, wrapping his arms around her as he cradled her.

“I wish I could take away the pain and yell at them for you “. Miguel growled, underneath his breath 

“You wouldn’t”. She laughed, As he wiped her tears

“Oh I would”. He replied 

“I don’t deserve you”. Mirabel turned her head away 

Miguel looked broken-hearted that his love, his best friend and soulmate would think like that, It  made him realise just how far she will go to protect him from her hurt.

“Hey, I’m the one that should be saying that, I’m very lucky that you came here”. Miguel smiled 

“Miguel—“ She coaxed

“I love you Mirabel, My Hermosa Esposa, More than you’ll ever know, I promise”. He chuckled 

“I know”. She smiled

“And I know it’s hard to Believe right now but I do, You are my one and only, I’m at your mercy; Screw your ex-family, They’re horrible people, they should’ve never hurt you in the first place—  breaking your heart like that but—“ He started 

“You fixed it and made me whole again “. She smiled as she kisses him 

Miguel gives her Eskimo kisses and she laughs, He chuckled smiling; Not helping but to melt at the beautiful sound, She sighed leaning into his touch while looking at her wedding and promise rings; Miguel smiled and kissed her curls, Tucking one behind her ear and she blushed.

“Never forget how much I love you”. He whispered into her curls, breathing in her scent 

“I know”. She smiled

Resting her eyes she sighed, Enjoying Miguel as her safe haven, knowing that he will keep her safe forevermore .

“If I do leave—“ He said

“You’ll always come back to me”. She breathed 

Miguel smiled enjoying this time with his wife; work could wait, Time was on their side and they didn’t waste a second.

“Do you think if I were to meet your ex-family, Who would be the first one to get some sense knocked into them?” Miguel asked

“What kind of question is that?” She chuckled and looked up at him

“Just curious “. He shrugged, smiling softly at her 

“Definitely Alma”. She answers 

Miguel chuckled and laughed, he knew his darling wife was right— Alma would be the first person to get some sense knocked into her; Especially for breaking his poor wife’s heart.

“That checks out”. He smiled

She laughed and smiled softly.

This moment and every other moment with each other was truly amazing and unforgettable…

 

 

Chapter 8: I really can’t with you

Summary:

Why give someone all your time and effort When then they don’t appreciate it, least of all value it.

Well, Now you can focus on the people that do and the truth that comes with it.

Notes:

Badass Mirabel is awesome! FIGHT ME!

The land of the dead was working like clockwork and as beautiful as it was— it was still very busy, the Rivera hacienda was no different as Mirabel worked with Imelda to finish this dress; Before leaving tonight to deliver it for a client in Mexico City.

“There, it’s done”. Mirabel wiped her forehead 

“I’d say you outdid yourself Mi Amor”. Imelda smiled

“Thank you for everything “. Mirabel replies

“Anytime Mija, let me look”. Imelda checked

Mirabel held up the beautiful dress, It had a beautiful short train and a sweetheart neckline with short sleeves in this beautiful red colour— like a deep fiery oak red.

 “ Lina is going to love this”. Mirabel was proud of herself 

Oscar and Felipe smiled at the fact Mira worked so hard and did her best to finish the dress.

“It’s beautiful Mija “. Oscar smiled, not helping a few gasps at the tiny details, Beautiful and subtle 

“Gracias “. She smiled

Just then her phone rang and it was Lina, probably asking about the dress; So she picked it up, As she smiled at the others and took the call in the other room.

“Hola?” Mirabel answers 

“Lo siento Mira, I just called about my order”. Lina apologises 

“It’s fine, I’m gonna be on my way in just a minute “. She sighed 

“Actually about that, I don’t need it anymore— I got a replacement for my part”. Lina exclaimed 

“What?! You said four days, You got four days “. Mirabel was heartbroken at the fact her hard work had gone down the drain 

“Turns out I needed a different colour “. Lina sighed, Somehow Mirabel could sense she was smirking over the phone          

Mirabel was furious with Lina and her excuses she had made a very quick and wise decision; She wasn’t gonna waste her time for someone who didn’t Value it, She had enough.

“I quit”. She said over the phone

“What! You can’t do that! I still need my deposit “. Lina yelled at her

“Well, unfortunately, I have other clients and repairs to get through and those who are true to their word get the deposit “. Mirabel explains 

Mirabel went out into the kitchen to get some water while her ex-client was Still berating her over the phone.

Even Victoria heard it and she was very interested to see where this headed, Imelda looked very curious to see where this was going as was the rest of the family. Héctor knew his niña wasn’t to be taken a fool, Miguel knew that too.

For a bit of fun, Mirabel decided to put her raging client on speakerphone so that her family could hear the types of things that she had been saying; Miguel was jaw dropped at the language she used.

Imelda wanted to give this Lina a piece of her mind as did Coco and Victoria— But they knew their Mira had it.

“You absolute puta de madre, No one should hire you if they want to be let down!!” She yelled

“You’re right, but I’ve got better things to do than listen to you insult me; Which you are more than happy to keep doing by the way”. Mirabel said

“Why you—“ Lina said, Mira could sense that she was also spitting out her words as she spoke

Héctor smiled having too much fun watching this game, Imelda as well as Miguel and Victoria seemed very intrigued to see how this ended.

Mirabel rolled her eyes and they tried to hold back a snicker of laughter as they listened .

“I’m not paying you a cent”. Lina groaned, clearly still burning with anger 

“That’s fine by me “. She smirked, “Unlike you, I have a life, job and clients that keep their promises and don’t string me along”. She added

“You Cardeja”. Lina swore

“Keep going like that, Your head might as well explode “. Mirabel joked

Miguel smiled and held back a laugh at that comment; Imelda laughed softly and smiled, Héctor found this hilarious as did Victoria.

Lina was speechless at her words.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go figure out what to do with my hard work; That you so stupidly threw away to go to waste, So arrivederci “. She finished the call with her accent lifted just a bit

Mirabel gladly hung up the phone and got rid of Lina’s number, She rolled her eyes at the ridiculousness.

“That was amazing Mija “. Coco smiled

“She knew what she was in for”. Mirabel replies winking 

“I’ll say”. Miguel smiled, really proud of his wife and her spitfire nature 

Mirabel smiled at him and sighed; She then went over to the table to figure out what to do with the dress still in it’s box.

“I Guess she won’t be needing this anymore, The only problem is: I don’t know what to do with it “. She sighed, it was a beautiful dress and she didn’t want to throw it away.

“Here’s a crazy thought, why don’t you wear it?” Miguel came up to his wife and hugged her from behind

“He’s right Mija, it would look absolutely beautiful on you”. Rosita smiled softly

“ I don’t know— Red is usually not my colour”. She chuckled 

“Come on, Besides your wedding dress you’ve never worn anything you created “. Miguel smiled 

“Maybe”. She shrugged 

“Just try Mija, You might like it”. Héctor smiled

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt “. She smiled, giving into her heart

“That’s more like it”. Héctor cheered

So with that, she went to try the dress on, What was unexpected was how well it would work on her; the colour blended really well with her eyes. When she made it out of the room she was nervous but smiling softly .

“I’m not so sure”. She called From the other room

“It can’t be that bad Sonbrina “. Victoria chuckled 

“She’s right, come out Amor “. Miguel pleaded

So reluctantly she stepped out as she sighed, The family looked amazed at how well it worked on her; They all smiled at her as she blushed lightly—  A little Embarrassed by their looks.

“It looks beautiful Cariña “. Héctor sighed

“You really think so?” She asked, looking down at the flow of the dress

“Are you kidding, it looks gorgeous “. Julio said, gasping at the sight

“Gracias “. She thanked

She spun around and actually found it quite comfortable to wear since Lina and her were the same size, She found it surprising; Miguel Meanwhile was speechless as his darling wife had never looked more beautiful, He smiled after closing his mouth from gasping.

Mirabel blushed at what her husband thought of the dress.

He shook his head, sighing. Looking up and down as she spun around watching as the skirt flowed with her as she twirled.

“Tu eres Muy Hermosa “. He whispered 

She laughed and kissed him deeply but softly.

“Maybe when we get back home, You’d be willing to try something with that dress?” He whispered chuckling, smirking softly 

“Really this?” She turned to him, questioning the fact that this had done something 

Miguel nodded eagerly .

“Ay, you idiot “. She sighed lightly nudging him, As he had his hands gently around her waist 

“Especially with you in that dress”. He  smirked 

She flushed and turned red, sighing softly.

Well, as the saying goes— another person’s trash is another person’s treasure;This was no different…

 

Chapter 9: Have me, Need me, Want me

Summary:

When you just can’t figure out what to work on and you’re fresh out of ideas.

What do you do?

Well, why not play some little games of your own.

Miguel was working on a new song as he tried to focus; Tapping his pen onto his desk and trying to figure out the bridge. His Mira was trying to work her magic of creation as He heard her sewing machine turn off.

He wanted to know what she was doing, but when he looked she was gone, Probably into the kitchen to grab something to drink. Miguel has always wondered how she was always able to sneak off so quickly like that.

‘What is she doing?’

She came back out and smiled sitting down, wondering what her darling husband was up to now and if he had figured it out yet.

“Still can’t figure it out?” Mirabel asked as she sat to his side

“Nothing, it’s just… gone”. He sighed

“You know it’ll come, You’ve just got to give it time”. She smiled

“I think that’s enough work for today”. He shut The songbook 

Mirabel smiled and somehow no matter what, It was always gonna make him weak in the knees, He thought he couldn’t love her any more than he already did.

“Que?” She coaxed

“Nothing Mi Amor, I just wonder how I got so lucky”. Miguel smiled

“Ha, ha very funny— Using your charms and flattery isn’t going to work”. Mirabel replies, smirking 

“Ah, But it does”. He pointed out 

“How so?” She coaxed 

“On you”. He tapped her nose

“Oh quick, But not quick enough “. She was getting up

Miguel however was not going to let this go and gently pulled her back into the chair wrapping her in a big bear hug and making her smile. She squirmed but he knew this game wasn’t over— She fell straight into his trap of fast kisses.

“Migue, Let me go”. She laughed as

“Never, face the wrath of mis besos”. He growled, Placing fast kisses on her face 

“Fine, I give in but…” She drifted 

“Que? What is it?” He was curious 

Mirabel then slipped off her boots and then cuddled into him and he smiled as she placed kisses on his jawline.

“Mira “. He chuckled 

“You started it!” Mirabel Continued, laughter filling her voice 

As they looked at each other they couldn’t help but think how lucky they both were to have each other; Looking into each other’s eyes was like their fate had met and both stopped. He was gentle and kind and she was beautiful and courageous, they balanced out.

“Te Amo Mucho Mira “. He sighed, cuddling further into her

“Si, Te Amo Mucho Musico “. She leaned her head gently against his 

“Mira”. He sighed, wanting her badly 

“Me quieres Cariño “. She whispered 

Miguel then ran his hands down her arms wanting her, needing her— Pleading with his eyes. Mirabel kissed his lips softly and then turned hungry for his love; Miguel however began sliding her top down her shoulder looking for her permission and she nodded softly.

She began fiddling with his shirt, letting her hands drift to the back of his head; Combing through his hair as she knew it drove him wild.  Miguel then kissed her neck and collarbone as that was her weak spot.

“Wait”. He said

Mirabel knew what he meant by protection, They wanted kids someday just not yet and not now. After about 5 minutes he came back ready, Mirabel smiled but she wasn’t done yet as she had a surprise; So she locked the door making sure it was tight.

“You’re ridiculous “. He laughed, chuckling at her antics 

“Oh, coming from the man who married me”. She smiled, snapping back 

She had a point. Mirabel then came close and he felt a little weak in the knees, She had that look; Miguel kissed her passionately— drinking her in as she moaned softly, That was music to his ears as she sighed.

“Eres Hermosa “. He breathed 

He then began slowly moving up and down as he used his hips as his guide, Using his hand to stable himself on the chair as he rocked. Moving faster and faster he panted as he gave his wife all the pleasure she wanted.

“M-Mi Amor, Cariño, Please— yes, yes, yes”. She screamed 

“Migue, Mi esposo— Please”. She begged

It drove him wild when she used that name any chance she got; He thrusts harder and harder into her, Whilst also being careful not to hurt her.

“Te necesitas amor, Por favor”. She begged

“Mira Mi Angel, please, You feel so good— please make me yours”. He sighed

She ran her hands gently combing through his hair, Looking into his eyes— As she kissed him she whispered into his ear.

“Amor, mmhm— You’re amazing “. She moaned softly 

Miguel then was just about to Cum as he groaned, Mirabel could feel him getting close. She motioned with her hips and proved that she was the only one who knew his secrets and the only one He loved.

“Mi Vida, I need you inside me”. He begged 

“Do you now ?” She teased

He nodded gently, sighing — Moaning her name as she rode him and felt him build up, Mirabel smirked as she entered her climax.

“Cantar conmigo Esposo”. She sighed

Mirabel then sped up the pace and felt herself get wet and tight as her husband kissed her passionately.

“Tight are we?” Miguel  sighed panting

“Don’t tease”. She sighed 

Miguel then lifted her into his arms, Mira was the woman of his dreams always and forever— No matter what.

“Ahh yes, yes yes”. Mirabel replies, As she feels him spend himself

Miguel sighed as he fell back on the seat; When the two finished they smiled softly at each other, As Miguel kissed Mira’s forehead softly, She only melted into his embrace 

“You do love me”. She joked

“Always, you are beautiful and amazing “. Miguel smiled 

“Hey, you married me”. She teased

“That I did, your idiot forever”. He chuckled 

Mirabel laughed softly.

“ Always “. She smiled 

Miguel kissed her cheek softly, He always wondered how he ended up with her and how he got so lucky with his soulmate— Still, he had no clue.

“I don’t think I can work now, can I?” Mirabel Continued 

“Well, maybe that’s a good thing”. He replied wrapping his arms around her

“Ay, I don’t know what I’m going to do with you”. She tapped his nose 

“Not much”. He breathed 

There wasn’t much they could do so Miguel decided on an idea.

“Movie night?” He suggested, Shrugging his shoulders

Mira smiled at the idea and laughed nodding.

“Sounds perfect “. She agreed 

Something was true, they were perfectly in love with each other and nothing could ever stop them, Even as the years go by…

 

 

 

 

Chapter 10: Let it down

Summary:

Sometimes night routines become a little bit more a struggle then you think, Which can then lead you to pillow talk without realising it .

Mirabel sat on the bed trying to get her hair pins out, Today had been another hard day at work sewing and repairing as much as she could; Her hands were exhausted. Miguel had just come out of the shower as he watched his wife take the pins out of her curls, He loved when she did it, that was one of the many things he loved about her.

Some of those pins were hard to get loose as he watched her struggle, So after he changed he came to the bed and chuckled at his wife as he helped her. Mirabel smiled grateful for the help her darling husband gave.

“Still tricky?” He coaxed

“You have no idea, Sometimes I miss the days I could just cut my hair and get rid of these bastard curls “. She huffed

“You wouldn’t and you know it”. Miguel took the second last pin out, careful not to hurt her    

Mirabel sighed as she knew he was right, She would never really get rid of them; She always liked her hair even though sometimes it could be difficult.

“Besides, I like your curls Amor— They make you stand out”. Miguel smiled stating

“You love all of me so it doesn’t count”. She sighed chuckling 

“Oh it so does, Because you are the most beautiful, wonderful and compassionate woman I know”. He smiled 

Mirabel rolled her eyes and laughed softly.

“No one’s ever told you, Have they?” He asked chuckling 

“Only you”. Mirabel replies 

“And I am right, You’re amazing— Don’t you ever forget that “. Miguel presses a kiss to her forehead 

Mirabel smiled, No matter what happens he’s always managed to put her mind at ease and make her laugh; Always caring and loving her for who she was and she couldn’t be happier and more grateful for her Miguel.

He took the last pin out and put it in the box she had left on her bedside table; He knew why she had to wear them but he always liked her hair down and free flowing— like her, Adventurous and full of life.

“You know, I prefer it down”. Miguel smiled

“Why?” Mirabel Continued, turning to her husband 

“Because it’s you, free spirited; Not trapped, You know the adventurous Mira I fell in love with”. He sighed, As he detangled some curls 

“Is that so?” She coaxed smiling 

He shuffles closer to her meeting her eyes looking into them deeply, smiling. Mirabel’s eyes lit up with a sparkle as she smiled. Miguel then tucked a curl behind her ear; He always had a habit of doing that when it came to her, it’s one of the things she loved.

“See, beautiful inside and out”. He whispered 

“You goofball”. She sighed, laying down with him— Cuddling with him, wrapped in his arms

“But yours and yours alone”. He winked smiling 

“To think I married you, A Musico who helped rescue me truly “. She sighed putting her forehead against his

“ I’m Always your guardian angel “. He whispered softly, declaring it as if it were a long-standing promise.“Although to be fair, You had me as soon as you came— an Angel sent from heaven “.

“You’re never gonna let that go, Are you?” Mirabel laughed softly 

“Never”. He smiled, chuckling lightly 

 Mirabel knew she had her luck and she was so grateful for him and all he ever did for her; Who knew she would fall for her best friend?

He too was the most luckiest man as he had fallen for Mira in every which way and she had changed his life forever.

They knew letting their guards down with each other was important; Who knew it started from friendship, accepting each other’s flaws for what they were and loving every minute of being with each other— That is what a marriage takes. 

They were happy and that was all that mattered, Their love was strong and continued to conquer anything,  finally, the world was set right.

“Mira?” Miguel turns to his wife

She smiled, turning to him.

“I’m sorry they didn’t make you see it”. He apologises 

Mirabel saddens and then cuddles closer into her husband, warm in his embrace safe and protected in his arms forever. He cuddles her close; His arms like a protective shell around her keeping her safe and warm.

“Musico, it isn’t your fault. Besides they didn’t want me; Now I have the people that do and I have you, you’re my home— you’re all I need. I know you would never hurt me and if you ever leave you’ll come back right?” Mirabel Continued 

“Always, Te Amo Mucho Mira “. He kissed her forehead 

It broke his heart to know that his own wife had such a horrible family, Knowing that they didn’t want her everyday— choosing to leave her. But no matter what he was always going to be there for her; no matter what, He wasn’t gonna break her heart like they did, He will always keep her safe and protect her no matter the cost.

Mirabel chuckled as she took off her glasses.

“You’re the most amazing man, You know that?” Mirabel Continued, kissing his cheek 

He blushed and smiled.

“Hey, I’m the one supposed to be giving compliments “. He pouted 

“It works both ways Mi guapo Esposo “. She cuddles further into him

“You’re right as always “. He sighed 

For eternity and forever onwards they would love each other; Arguments and other things will lead them to be better people, but most of all their love for each other will never die and that’s all that matters…

 

Chapter 11: The name that comes from your lips

Summary:

There’s something so exciting and exhilarating about saying the names of husband-and-wife although it’s new, it still brings so much joy.

He felt like the luckiest man In the world whenever she called his name, Mirabel was still getting used To trying the name on around the family, But every time she said it she couldn’t help but smile; At the name of Miguel as not only being her best friend, But as well as being her new husband. 

‘Her esposo.’

It still felt foreign to the tongue sometimes but she couldn’t help but smile every time she said it. In turn when she called him his wife she lit up, The rest of the family could see how much they adored it and any other little nicknames that were called.

Coco couldn’t help but chuckle and smile when she heard  what her brother called Mira; Rosa and Abel along with Lina could only see how much joy the two brought to each other and they were more than happy.

As for the dead side of their family the little incident came one day when Miguel was writing, He had just finished the melody when he looked at his wife; Smiling as he hummed the lyrics in his mind— He couldn’t help but have the word ‘esposa’ slip out.

Granted it was a whisper when he said it, but still— he couldn’t help but think how lucky he was to have her.

On another day the name slipped out, When she was somehow fixing a jacket for Raphael— one of the skeletons of shantytown, A very friendly face. She accidentally pricked herself with the sewing needle as she cursed.

“Ay, Joder!!” She swore as she licked her finger

Mirabel knew that once someone swore; Imelda would not be so happy and scold anyone if they dared to talk back, but in this case it was understandable.

Miguel looked up from the book he was reading, concerned for his wife as he came to her side instantly; She smiled noting to him that she was okay, That she had just accidentally gotten pricked from her needle .

“Estas bien Amor?” He asked 

“Si Esposito, Just a slip of the finger”. She sighed, Annoyed with herself 

Miguel smiled at the name and chuckled, As he couldn’t phantom how she married him; it brought a smile to his face. Héctor smiled as he watched the two— His Chamaco truly cared for his wife and even so, Mira was a beautiful and amazing woman he would expect nothing less.

“What?” She coaxed, chuckling as she turned to him

“You know I love when you call me that “. He winked

Mirabel laughed and blushed lightly.

“You better hold that then”. She handed him the jacket 

Imelda came in with some biscuits, Before taking her apron off; As she sat down next to Héctor smiling at the two.

“She balances him out”. Imelda whispered 

“So does he by the looks of it”. Héctor smiled 

“They’re perfect for each other “. Imelda smirked 

“Just like us”. Héctor smiled, wriggling his eyebrows 

“Ay”. She chuckled, lightly slapping his arm 

Meanwhile, Miguel was utterly confused at what he was doing holding the jacket and his wife just smiled.

“Remind me why I’m doing this?” He asked

“Because Mi corazón, This is so your darling wife can finish; So Raphael doesn’t freeze.” She Continued 

“No, I meant with the sewing needle”. He sighed 

“Because you might as well try something new and different for a change, Rather than just fiddling with a guitar all the time“. She smiled

Miguel was speechless, but his wife had a point— Maybe he was doing it too much but he couldn’t help it, sometimes it was hard to stop.

“You wound me”. He put a hand to his chest

“So do you with me, but you don’t see me complaining do you?” She chided back

“That’s because you love me too much”. He tapped her nose

“ You’re right I do, But that’s only because I’m legally binding to you so— You see the point”. She showed her wedding ring, joking around 

“Like it was that easy to control myself around you”. He rolled his eyes 

“Why is that Mi Esposo”. She continued sewing the sleeve, As Miguel sewed the seam

“Because you’re kind, Smart, beautiful and so very crazy “. He smiled 

“Hey, I might just drive You poco loco but you love it”. She chuckled 

“You didn’t just do—“ He was speechless 

She smiled, laughing.

“I have my ways Mi Amor “. She sighed 

God, he loved this woman.

“Well played Mi Diosa Esposa “. He sighed 

“Thank you, Thank you”. She bowed her head jokingly 

She was his wife and he was her husband, Over time the name would never get old because the name that comes from each other’s lips were the ones most special...

Chapter 12: Hate seeing you cry, My love

Summary:

When nasty nightmares take over, You’ve always got someone to hold to comfort you and protect you.

Yet again Mirabel had over done it with work, Miguel chuckled as she rested on the couch. Watching her sleep was one of the most precious things in his world. As he gently wrapped the blanket around her softly, Before kissing her forehead softly, smiling.

"Come on Mi Angel, Let's Get you to bed". He whispered, As he gently lifted her in his arms

So with that, He walked into their bedroom, Putting her down on the bed softly— Careful Not To stir her from her sleep. As he gently took off her glasses; He smiled, Wrapping her up in the blankets to keep her from freezing.

He gently tucked a few curls behind her ear and then kissed her on the forehead gently, shutting the door behind him—Then laying down beside her with his arms wrapped around her. Warm and safe, In their own little world like no one else matters.

Mirabel started to toss and turn vigorously as she kept shaking her head, Miguel immediately pulled away worried he'd done something to upset her; With her moaning— More like crying, from what seemed like a very nasty nightmare.

"No, No, No please I just want to help! Please don't hit me". She cried, Begging

Miguel was shook and shattered at what he had heard, For a minute he stopped breathing.

"No, Not my room— I just wanted to help Mamá, Please Abuela let me stay; I'll clean up the mess I promise, Please just let me stay".

Miguel couldn't take anymore so he gently started to shake her awake, Hearing enough of her heartbreaking tears; He swore when Alma crossed over he was never going to let her be forgiven so easily, No matter how much Abuelo Pedro tried to reason with him.

Not after what she put his Mirabel through.

"Mira Mi vida, Wake up ". He began gently shaking her awake, "It's just a nightmare Mi Diosa, it's not real".

"No please, I just want to help. Isa, No please, Not the vines". She continues tossing and turning, She couldn't help it.

"Ssh Ssh I'm here, Mi Amor Estas bien". He gently rubs her back to stop her from shaking so much

"Make it stop, Please don't choke me". She continues to cry and it broke Miguel's heart, He hates seeing her in tears

Miguel tried again, Gently shaking her awake. This time she jolted up in tears now fully awake and shaking.

Miguel immediately comes to her side, wrapping himself and her in blankets tightly as well as his arms; Hearing his Hermosa cry like this shattered his heart, He couldn't stand it.

Breathing heavily, Mira feels his arms wrap around tightly— As if it were a protective shell from her nasty thoughts. Shaking, she buries her tear stained face into his chest as he lets her cry it out.

"Estoy Aqui Mira, I'm here, I promise Mi Àngel ". He reassures her

"So… many… vines". She breathed, Finally getting it under control

"You're safe Mi Hermosa, No one's going to hurt you". He continues to rub circles on her back slowly, To calm her

Inside though Miguel was determined, If he ever saw them he would show them just what he does when someone messes with his beautiful and precious wife and her smile. That he would certainly make sure of, No matter what.

"Lo siento mucho, I just—" She stopped

"Mira Mi Diosa, You don't have to be sorry". Miguel lifted her eyes up to meet his as he wiped her tears away, "They should never have hurt you in the first place Mi Amor ".

Mirabel breathed a sigh of relief knowing she was safe and here in her Miguel's arms, That no one was hurting her— Proving That it was all just a stupid nightmare.

"Sometimes, I wish it wasn't so real". She sighed

"So do I, I hate seeing you cry". Miguel kissed her forehead softly

Mirabel sighed, She hated making him worry; But yet something always told her that even when she does she'll always be loved by him.

"And you wonder why I love you". She gave him a light peck on the lips

"When Alma crosses over, So help me I'll —" He gritted his teeth and scowled at her name, As if it were poison

"It won't help, Besides it was just a nightmare cariño, I'm safe I promise". Mirabel reassures him

"I know, But she just makes me so—" He couldn't finish, Way too angry with the situation

Mirabel sighed, Knowing this wasn't going to leave his thoughts for a while yet.

"Mi vida, Enough. The more you think about it, The more angry you get— Now Por favor, Drop it". She urged him

"Right, Lo siento I just hate seeing you like this". Miguel huffed, As his wife shuffled closer to him

"I know, But I'm fine, I promise". She smiled

Mirabel kissed her husband's forehead softly smiling, He simply melted into her touch; At least she was there to remind him that she wasn't going anywhere and most of all not hurt.

"I'm right Where I should be, That's all that matters". Mirabel smiled

Miguel sighed softly smiling, He knew she was exactly where she meant to be and no one was going to take away that or their love.

Chapter 13: You’re serious right now!?

Summary:

When an argument Continues as you have to go help your family— But You still have to deal with the thought that one of your wife’s customers has flirted with her; You can’t help but be a little protective, Okay a lot

"I meant it as a good thing, How can he just ask for something that precise while trying to flirt with you". Miguel yelled as they walked in the Rivera hacienda in the land of the dead.

Coco was curious and quite stunned as she heard what was being said, As the two walked in Clearly disagreeing with something that had happened.

"He didn't mean it like that, You know Luis is always making stupid comments."Mirabel groaned

"You're kidding, He was Trying to get something out of you— Besides, I don't appreciate him trying to make a move on you, Least of all having known we're married". Miguel sighed

"What move? There was nothing, Besides it's just a suit — For his sister's wedding!" Mirabel Continued

"No, I saw the look in his eyes, I saw the 'Yo quiero ti' look in them. It's like he's planning something to get to you, Pissing me off like that". Miguel stated very clearly

"You're clearly overthinking, So while you do that I'm going to help Tia Victoria move some boxes for Shantytown. Because you're clearly loosing your mind Señor Rivera". She spat

"Fine, Fine Señorita Rojas, Have it your way — But I'm not crazy, I know what I saw". Miguel turned away and stormed into the living room, Leaving them going their separate ways

"Gladly ". She stormed off, Not Putting up with his behaviour

Héctor looked a little careful, As his grandson sat down— anger clearly still radiating off of him.

As he picked up his book quietly and started reading, Not saying a thing. Imelda and Coco could only sit down with their embroidery and sew silently.

"Who does he think he is, Winking at her like that— Putting his hand across hers. Then 'accidentally' bumping into her like nothing happened, Maldito Carbòn". He mutters, underneath his breath

Coco bit her lip bone softly, trying not to say anything. Imelda sighed, she never knew her grandson could get this jealous; Although she could see where he got it from and why. Héctor knew the feeling when someone tried to flirt to get their way— To Get things from his Melda and every time it made him feel sick.

Meanwhile Mirabel was Putting away orders for shantytown in the workshop with Victoria, Oscar and Felipe. They could see She was not happy as by the sounds she made; While putting the orders away in their proper boxes as they were loud and rather uncomfortable.

"It was just a jacket, Why does he have to be so serious about it; Making a fuss that Luis was Trying to get his way". She mumbled underneath her breath

'Maybe he does have a point, He did try to flirt with me But still— Miguel shouldn't have tried to dissuade him.'

"Mija your hands". Victoria called, To get her out of her thoughts

Mirabel shook her head and looked towards Victoria.

"Huh?" Mirabel replies, Oscar gestured to her hands Which has turned red from gripping the box too hard

"Are you sure you're okay Mija?" Felipe asked

"Perfect, just perfect ". She stormed into the kitchen to wash her hands

Miguel could only sigh as he watched his wife walk from the workshop to the kitchen.

'Okay to be fair, Maybe That wasn't the best thing to do — But still, he shouldn't have done that'.

He looked down at his wedding ring as well as his promise one sighing, He needed to remember that she could handle things like this; She'd tell him if she needed him to step in when needed. Getting up he made it to the kitchen— He could do this, They could do this.

When he stepped into the kitchen, He saw her just standing at the sink — Probably drowned in thoughts.

When she looked up from the sink, She sighed and didn't say anything for the first minute or two before she took in a breath.

"Lo siento mucho Mi vida, I knew at Some point Luis was flirting with me to not have to pay for the suit; But it still doesn't excuse what you did — Even if it did get too far". Mirabel apologises, But still standing firm.

Miguel nods understandably, listening to her intently. "I know Mi Amor, Lo siento— I know I shouldn't have pointed that out, But to be fair he deserved it. I know I should've let you handle it yourself, But I just got so angry; I know it's no excuse but he can't flirt with Mi Esposa like that and expect free compensation to get out of paying for it."

Mirabel smiled, Taking his hands in hers. "I get it, I would've done the same if it was the other way around with you. I know you were just looking out for me and I admire that, But next time please let me handle it".

Miguel nodded softly smiling. "Noted, But next time this happens— I will not hesitate to shove my size 14 Rivera boot and shove it where the sun don't shine".

"Jealous are we?" Mirabel Continued

"Me? Jealous, More like Annoyed— No one looks at you like that but me". Miguel starts

"Ay Musico, No one has my heart like you do; As long as I have yours". Mirabel replies chuckling, kissing him lightly

"Always, Mi Àngel ". Miguel smiled

"Next time Luis tries that move again, I'll show him I'm happily taken". She winked

"There's the spark". Miguel said

"Oh, Then you better watch out". Mirabel replies chuckling

"I plan to Mi Hermosa Esposa". He chuckled

No matter if the anger thrives, Dies or fades — There will always be love, comfort and clear communication because it always conquers the strongest feelings anyone can have.

Chapter 14: Reasons to stop

Summary:

Mirabel seems to be away in over her head at the moment, So when all is said and done her darling husband asked her a question; that let’s just say— left her rather speechless.

Mirabel seemed rather content in finishing this design but she couldn't think of how this was going to work out, So she put down her pen and sighed. As if luck would have it Miguel finished work just 5 minutes ago and he could See his wife was a bit on edge.

"Mi Amor? Estas bein?" He turned to her

"I just can't figure out how to make this neckline work with this dress".

"Hey, here's an idea; How about you stop?" He suggested

He came from up behind and wrapped his arms around her like a little safe Cocoon to help deal with whatever was going on in her head.

"I don't know— Maybe?"

"Answer me this then, Oh darling wife of mine ". He nuzzles her just a little, " What would you do right now if you saw me naked right in front of you?"

Mirabel turned to him completely speechless. "What kind of question is that?"

"A simple one, Mi Vida ". He smirked and then rephrased the question, "No, or better yet what would you let me do to you right now— Just the two of us".

"Tù eres loco, You really think that whatever you're planning is going to help relieve some of my creative block or at least some distraction?" She quipped

"Hey, You know I'm a great distraction ". He whispered in her ear, Rather seductive

Mirabel felt a shiver go up her spine as he said those words. He was not wrong, She really did like the way he tempted her fate; Especially When he said it like that, just letting the words roll off his tongue so easily.

"Besides, I know how much it drives you crazy when I do this". He purred, As he began kissing her neck ever so gently and yet so passionately

"You just love to tease me don't you?" Her breath hitched

"It's one of the greatest joys In pleasing you Señora Rivera ". He continues, "Besides— I love Knowing that it's been almost two years since we married and you still find the time to put up with my silly charms".

"Because I'm the only one who can, Since we've known each other a long time; Almost nine years and you still love me so, Just as much as I love you".

"And that's never going to change, Mi Diosa ". He gently picked the pen from her hands and placed it on the desk

As he kissed her neck Rather sweetly, As she melted. "Now do you want to answer my question ".

Mira couldn't help But sigh. "I want you to kiss me, Passionately—Almost as if I'm drowning".

"As well as hold me tight, Other than that Mi vida; The choices are yours".

Miguel felt as though he were in heaven, Purring in her ear. Mira couldn't help but feel her breath hitch in it's place as if it were stuck," Dios, I love it when you're so poetic, Mi Amor I love you".

His hands gently wrapped around her waist as they moved to the bedroom.

"You're lucky you're the perfect distraction, Otherwise in any other case I would say no".

"But yet— You can't my darling." Miguel Continued to nuzzle her slightly as he locked the door with his free hand. "I can't live without you, You know that?"

She smiled at him. "Neither can I Mùsico ".

So as the two began kissing passionately, They held each other close as if their lives depended on it; Miguel couldn't help but kiss her forehead ever so softly before driving down to her neck.

Mhm— Just… Please".

"Words Diosa, Use them". He smirked softly

"Migue, I need you to let me touch you". She whispered

Miguel nodded, Mira smiled as her hands drifted from his face to his chest; As she drowned him in passionately drowning kisses.

As he gently pushed her up against the wall, She sighed as he moved ever so slightly on her grinding up against her. Miguel felt like he was in utter heaven making love to his beautiful wife, His Mirabel Like this.

"I need to feel you, Hermosa ".

"Do you now?" She teased her husband

"Don't tease me, I know what you're doing ".

"And it's working just fine, Mi Amor ". That last bit was purred into his ear and it drove him absolutely crazy

Without even a second thought, He Gently picked her up in his arms and laid her down softly; As he still was kissing her roughly and passionately—Almost as if she were drowning in his love. Mirabel on the other hand started to move just a little, With her free hand undoing his pants whilst making sure that she still had a hold on him.

"You drive me crazy, Mi Hermosa".

"As if you don't love me enough already ". She joked

"You know that's partly true, The other half is that I've loved you since the moment we met".

"Really?" She coaxed

Miguel nodded, "I'll show you why you're the only woman for me — if you let me ".

Mirabel nodded.

"I still can't believe I married you". Miguel said, as he sent a few kisses down her neck

"You say that like it's surprising". She chuckled

"It is, Every time I look at you Mira — I still wonder how you're real".

Mirabel then kissed him with such passion that it drove Miguel to such an existential dizziness— Drunk on her love, as he looked into her eyes and was completely dazed by the magic of those amber flames.

He was at her mercy as she touched him, Moaning softly. Then before she could even blink his lips crashed against hers like it was nothing, While with his free hand undressing her; Almost in a flash—Whilst Also Careful not to hurt her.

"Mùsico, Just—"

"I know My darling, I've got you— Trust me".

He bent down, Half naked in front of his darling wife and was on his knees; Only for her would he ever do this as she was so soaked in pleasure, Practically dripping for him.

Let's just say, This reason to stop made it all the more worth it.

Mirabel moaned as she felt him massage her ever so softly, He knew just how to ease that busy mind of hers and it was all in his own way; The only right way as a husband, Love of the life but most of all— A best friend and that was something special.

He sure did give every good reason to be hers and most of all to be a loving and kind distraction especially when things are spicier than usual.

She was everything to him, And that would stay that way until their afterlife; Even as time grows nothing ever stops the love, pain, memories— But most of all the cherished moments like this.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 43 of Runaway butterfly
• Part 44 of Mirabel x Miguel works