Domingo En Fuego, I Think I Lost My Halo (El Diablo x Reader)
Pairing: El Diablo x Reader
Title Inspiration: Polarize by twenty one pilots
Summary: A short little story in which Diablo has a nightmare and Y/N helps him get through it.
Warnings: Hints of sex, nightmares, and fluffy fluff
Word count: 461
“Baby, baby. Wake up. Wake up.” you whispered in the middle of the night, gently shaking Chato in an effort to end his misery. His body was incredibly warm and he was sweating profusely. The only emotions evident on his face were that of agony and torment, and it pained you greatly to see him like this. Nightmares were not an uncommon occurrence with Chato, but they did decrease in quantity and intensity when you slept next to him. It was always the same dream, one where he was forced to relive the death of his family, over and over again.
“No, no, no!” Chato yelled out before jolting upright.
“It’s okay. I’m here. You’re okay.” you said softly, gently rubbing circles on his back. He shook his head before wrapping both of his arms around you and burying his face in your chest.
“Y/N why do you love me? What have I done to deserve you?” he asked you, breaking the silence that once filled the room.
“I love you for so many different, beautiful reasons. You’re thoughtful,” you paused to tenderly pull his face up so you could look him in the eye, “you’re caring. You make me feel safe and adored. And you’re also the most incredible man I’ve ever had the pleasure of loving.”
“But I killed my family, Y/N, I’ve done so many bad things. Horrible things to innocent people.”
“But you’re a better man now.”
“That doesn’t change what I did” he looked down and grabbed your hand.
“The past does not define you, Chato. Not when you try so hard to improve yourself everyday.”
Then there was silence once more. It was not an uncomfortable kind of silence, however. Chato had laid back down and you had placed your hand on his bare chest. He grasped your hand within his, his eyes drifting up to the ceiling as you listened to his heartbeat. You sat like this for a while until you were certain that Chato would not be able to go back to sleep.
“How about,” you changed your position so that you were now straddling him, “we watch a really bad scary movie and laugh at everyone’s ridiculously bad choices?” This made Chato smile, and he sat up and started placing small, wet kisses on your neck.
“Mmm. I can think of something even better to do.”
You laughed before gently pushing him away, “Nope, movie first.”
You gave him a quick peck on the lips before you stood up, and were about to leave when Chato caught your arm.
“I love you.” he said, making your face turn the color of a thousand red roses.
“I love you, too. Now get up. We have a movie to watch.” And with that, you exited the room, feeling so incredibly in love with Chato Santana.