PAIR: LIN x READER
AN: Hiii beautiful peeps! how are you? So, this is something I’ve been thinking about for a while but, as I’m not as half as talented as the people here plus being English my second language, I’ve always been pretty scared to write this. However in the last few days it became almost painful thinking about this story and not putting it on (digital) paper. So here it is the first part. Leave a feedback, if you want. Of any kind.
Before leaving you with the story, I’d like to thank the people I talk to here on tumblr and other social media: YOU ROCK GUYS! (and sorry if sometimes I bother you too much or get overexcited) (you know who you are)
WARNINGS: few curses (sorry), mention of period (I don’t think it’s too harmful but someone could be grossed out)
WORDS: 3072 (I’M SO SORRY)
here you are ‘Mangoes’ *plays trumpet*
You suddenly realized you were bouncing your legs and the ‘click-click’ of the heels could be heard in the whole airport.
You didn’t know why you were anxious.
Well, you knew.
But you hadn’t yet realized you were THAT anxious.
You rubbed your hands on your face.
You weren’t ready to face whatever was waiting for you behind that gate.
You hadn’t seen him in a week and, although you were over the moon when he told you he was going to bring Luz as his date to the Oscars, for both emotional and logistic reasons, you were regretting your choice: you needed to be with him.
To support him.
“Or to have his support?” You told yourself with a low voice.
The news caught you off-guard: you never said it out loud, but you were sure he was going to win.
To make everything worse? Paul, Benji and Justin were the nicest guys ever and you really enjoyed their work, but the love of your life was… The love of your life.
You weren’t worried about all that Egot, pegot, pigeon, how-you-wanna-call-it stuff. You were worried about all the preassure he received, you were worried about the future interviews, you were worried about the side effects of this loss on the creative process of the man you loved.
Deep in your mind you knew you were over-reacting but let’s face it: he had quite a ego and things like this could trigger in his mind trails of not-so-optimistic thoughts. You simply didn’t want him to build a fortress around his persona.
You’ve talked to him on phone in the past few days and even faced-time him: he seemed sad and upset, but it was something barely percepible. He said: ‘I have never thought I had a chance of winning. I was just thrilled to be there and to introduce Auli'i.’ On the other side of the emotions spectrum, Luis was furious and more than once he was stopped from publishing not so nice comments on twitter. Luz called you the evening after the ceremony and said she caught her mother sniffling on the balcony of the hotel room.
You knew what was happening: they were sad because they imagined he was sad, he was keeping all the emotions trapped in his chest to not worry them. He was usual to act like that until he reached the breaking point, which consisted in writing a heart-wrenching song or a fight between the two of you over ‘why the arabic coffee blend wasn’t as good as the brazilian’ or similar silly things.
But this time it felt different.
It was different.
This time you’ll have to be the 'glue’ to keep him together, a thing that he did for you during the hormones or job-related freaking out moments.
But were you ready?
You didn’t know. You didn’t know how to get ready. You didn’t know anything except that his flight has just landed, as the board suggested.
You checked the time on your phone just to be blocked be the sight of your lockscreen. It was one of your favorite photos: he was napping on the bed, surrounded by 'his girls’: the twins only few months old at his sides and your dog at his feet. You came back from the kitchen with two bottles of warm milk just to find that heart-melting view. You snapped the pic quickly before waking them up.
'Lin, wake up.’ You tried to call him.
He had developed this strange habit during your
honeymoon (which happened almost a year ago): as he was hot, he slept wrapped
around your body with his head on your chest. You couldn’t complain as it was
January, in Iceland.
But NY in September was surely hotter.
'Lin, sweetheart, you have to wake up.’ You repeated raising your voice a little.
'Don’t call me sweetheart.’ He mumbled in your skin.
'Ah ah, you are awake.’ You said poking at his head.
'Why did I marry such a smart woman that makes me appear so stupid?-he placed a kiss on your skin before turning his face towards you with a loving gaze- Oh, now I remember.’ He smiled.
'Don’t even try to compliment my beauty in order to stay in bed.’
'But it’s Sunday. And I’m on a very soft and warm spot I’d like not to leave.’ He smirked winking in your direction.
'Are you implying I’ve gained weight?!’ You tried to fake rage.
'Just in the right spots.’ He said.
'WHAT?!’ Now you were a little offended. You pushed him away and tried to leave the bed.
'Ehii. Don’t be mad at me! You are the one that explained me why women gain weight during period.-he stopped you on the side of the bed- And as I was saying, only- he kissed a spot on your shoulder-in- another kiss- the-kiss- right- kiss- places.’
'That doesn’t change my feelings.’ You replied sitting on the bed, checking the phone while he put his chin on your shoulder. 'Moreover I’m not on my period.’
'Yes, you are.’ He said.
'No, I’m not. Trust me, it’s difficult to not notice if you are bleeding.’ You snapped back.
You felt him streaching to reach his phone on the conforter.
'Yes, your period should have started 5 days ago.’ He said checking something on the screen.
'Please, tell me you don’t have a period app.’ You said trying to hide your laugh.
'If your wife turns into a angry and hungry, fire- spitting.. - you turned to watch him with revengeful eyes and he noticed- but super smart and beautiful dragon, you’d have done the same.’ He smiled.
'Well, your app is wrong… Not in the calculation (you mentally checked if 28 days has passed). But I’m not on my period right now. Although it’s very strange: I’m a Swiss clock!’ You said a little worried.
'Y/N, you have done crazy shifts at work this past week!’
'Yes, you could be right. It has to be the stress.’ You said putting your socks on.
'Absolutely! And you know which is the best remedy?’ He dragged you back on a lying position.
'Lin-Manuel Miranda, don’t even try. You have planned this brunch with our parents- you said getting up and heading towards the bathroom- So, you and that cute little ass of yours have to leave the bed. Or we’ll be late.’
'Hey! My butt is cute but it ain’t “little”!’ He replied lying on the side and pointing towards it.
You laughed and before entering the bathroom, you stood in front of the mirror.
'Did I really put on so much?’ You said with a defeated look.
'Man, I shouldn’t have never said it! - he facepalmed himself- or at least I should have put it in a better way. What I meant, you know, … It’s… Like… God, that’s embarassing…’
You turned to face him. 'Lin, I married you. And trust me, your 'emarassing-things-i’ve-done’ list is well know to me. Spit it.’
'Let’s say that your “side A” has … How can i … “Improved”.. Yes, that’s the word!’ He was stummering and blushing. He was simply the cutest.
'Whut?’ You giggled.
'In the last ten days, some outfits you wore were like.. Seriously mind blowing..’ He continued moving his hands as to show an explosion.
And you could recall few times he complimented you more than usual before leaving the house in the morning.
'But I haven’t forgiven you yet.- you said picking your clothes and heading towards the bathroom. Ah, I’ll need this room for a quite long time. Maybe it’s better if you use the other one.’ You said winking and closing the door.
'Damn, I knew this going going to happen.’ You heard him shouting.
What you both didn’t know was that you were having the same thoughts.
'What if she’s preg-..’
'What if I’m pregnan- No, Y/N, don’t even think about it. It’s just stress. Don’t think about it.’ You mumble to yourself while shampooing.
You were in your undies, washed, moisturized staring at your dress: a wonderful, pencil-skirt, teal and blue dress. It was one of your favorite as it was knee-lenght but it fitted you perfectly in all your right places.
It was the moment of truth: it was your reference to see if anything changed in your body.
You wore it and started pulling the zip up: 'side b’ area went smooth, no visible changes in you belly area either.
You breathed with relief.
'Ah! I was right!’ You said with pride.
You couldn’t be more wrong.
The 'improvement’ Lin pointed out was real and you had to remove your bra to close the zip all the way up.
'Damn it, he was right.’ You said putting your hands on your hips and noticing how your 'side A’ as he called it was quite prominent from the v-shaped cut.
You checked the time on your phone: 'LIN, WE’RE ALMOST LATE!’ You screamed rushing outside the bathroom.
'I’m ready in the kitchen waiting for you. Do you want some coffee?’ He shouted.
'Lin, we’re going to a brunch. Breakfast and lunch. Which means plenty of coffee.’ You answered back while putting on shoes, a blazer and taking your earrings.
'But I need my coffee.’ He insisted.
'You’ll have a ulcer soon if you keep ingesting all this caffeine.’ You get to the kitchen while putting on the jewels.
You found him staring back at you with his mouth open and his mug mid-air.
'What?’ You said putting your head down and shaking your hair to give them volume.
He was still silent.
'Lin? - you looked back at him- should I go change?’ You pointed at your dress.
'WAIT. NO. This is exactly what I meant earlier.. You’re just so.. I’m trying to figured out how you you possible ended up marring me..’ He said at the speed of light.
You were blushing as a 16 years old high schooler. 'I’m fluttered- you said kissing his cheek and putting his mug down, but I don’t think it would make a good excuse with the parents. Chop chop. Let’s go.’ You headed towards the door swining your hips more than usual.
'Is this some sort of punishment for what I said earlier?’
'Dang it. You really are a MacArthur genius.’ You winked teasing him.
The brunch went well until you all decided to have some fruit.
'I’ll take the mango salad.’ You said reading the menù.
'Mango? Y/N, you hate mango!’ Your mother said looking at you.
'I remember the time me and Luis’s sister were pregnant at the same time and we ate mangoes all the times. In fact, there’s a legend according to which if you’re pregnant with a Miranda, you’ll even dream mangoes.’ Luz said and all started laughing.
You and Lin, instead, widened your eyes and looked at each other remembering your unshared thoughts of few hours before.
You could almost see the huge, red-written sign spelling 'SHIT’ on each other faces.
Soon the other four people noticed your silence.
'Lin-Manuel, is everything alright?’ Asked Luis while the others were all smilig at you.
You were on the point of throwing up.
'Yes, papa. I think that Y/N wants mango just because I made her try the mango flavoured tea you brought us from London. Honey, maybe it’s better if you stick with strawberries. You know, fresh mango is a stronger flavour. You have plenty of time to exercise before starting eating it non stop for 9 months.’ He took your hand and gave it a little squeeze.
You got what he was doing as you haven’t drink any tea recently.
'You’re right.’ You almost whispered before excusing yourself and going to the restroom.
You could still hear Lin engaging a conversation with the two women about fruits and pastries to move their attention from what has just happened.
You went to the bathroom and put your wrists under the cold water in attempt to calm you down.
You didn’t want to think about this right now. You want to do it at home. With Lin.
Then you went to the bathroom and you found out your period came.
But you weren’t as relieved as you thought. Yes, you were sad. A little bubbly Lin wasn’t a bad thing at all. But apparently destiny had different plans for you.
Before going out you sent a text Lin: 'False allarm. Red wave just arrived.’
You went back to the table and you found him still talking about the secrets for a flaky pie.
'Lin, your phone buzzed. You should check it.’ You said sitting down.
'Don’t worry, I’ll see it later.’ He answered.
'It could be something important’ you squeezed his thigh staring him in the eyes.
He got the message and took the phone. You could feel his smile fading. He took your hand and place a kiss on it.
The brunch continued and the six of you went for a stroll then each couple went a difference direction.
As you were walking home you passed in front of the supermarket and, as he could read your mind, he said: 'You still want that mango, am I right?'
You nodded and added 'We also run out of painkillers and I’ll need them these days.’
'I’ll go to the pharmacy and you the store. Meet me in 10 at the ice cream isle.’ He said kissing you.
So you did. When you met next to the refrigerators, he was happier than when you left him minutes before.
'Since when pharmacy makes you happy?’ You asked while picking your favorite type of ice cream.
'Since they started selling… LOLLIPOPS!’ He jumped showing two candies and giving you one.
'You’re such a kid.’ You laughed.
He coughed showing the wedding band.
'Let’s go pay this fruit and ice creams.’
As you went home, you undressed to get ready to chill on the couch as each Sunday.
He was still in the bedroom when you called him 'Lin, do you want to watch a movie?’ You fell on the couch.
'Not yet.’ He shouted.
'Yet? Do we have to do something?’ You asked.
'Did your flood continued since this morning?’ He asked poking his head from the door.
'I’m sorry, what?’ You asked at the unusual question.
'Did your bleeding continued since this morning?’ He asked again with his hands wrapped around his torso.
'This is gross. But not so much.- you answered skeptically- Do you mind telling me why you’re asking me this? I’m ok with sharing, less details maybe.’
'Could you check again?’
'Please Y/N. I promise I’ll explain if you do.’
'You’re acting weird but ok.’ You headed to the bathroom with him waiting outside.
It actually seemed like your period stopped so you went out and told him.'For your information, my period is not active right now. Now, my explanation.’
'Sit down and I’ll do it.-he showed you a spot on the bed- This is something I remembered from when Luz was pregnant and I went with her to the gyno- he saw the shocked and disgusted expression on your face- I STOPPED IN THE WAITING ROOM. Today, words keep failing me. However, there’s this thing called 'implantation bleed’ that resembles period but it’s the egg.. Implanting… It was more scientific in my mind.’ He chuckled.
'Lin, I don’t think..’ You said looking down.
'The mangoes, Y/N.’ He said with his eyes sparkling.
'I love your mother, you know this. But as a woman in a world were science exsist, I can’t trust “mangoes stories”.’ You said placing a hand on his cheek.
'Let’s just try. I’ve bought the test.’
That’s why he was so happy. You didn’t know what to
do: this morning you realized you wanted to have babies as soon as possible. At
the same time you didn’t want to be delusional.
You were going to say no but you saw his expecting and hopeful eyes. You couldn’t let him down. Maybe he could have been right.
'Ok- he jumped up hugged you- but I’ll pee and then leave them in the bathroom. We’ll watch a movie and later we’ll check. Got it?’ You said.
'Yes, ma'am.’ He went to his wardrobe and took 3 boxes.
'Just to be sure.’ He smiled.
'You’re a pain in the ass, Manuel.’
'I love you too.’
You both smiled at the inside joke.
You went to the bathroom, did what you have to do and then the both of you went to the living room with popcorns, your chopped fruit and the infamous tea.
Lin wrapped his arms around your legs, that were resting on his own, while your head was on his chest.
After ten minutes your heartbeat was almost normal, you started enjoying the story and started laughing at the improbable adventures of the characters.
15 minutes from the end, Lin stand up to go to the bathroom as he drank almost a litre of tea and you were so caught in the story, you didn’t even realize was going to happen.
You just heard him shouting.
You jumped from the couch and went to the bathroom expecting to see blood/ body parts missing from him.
'LIN! What the hell happened?’ You shouted as an answer.
You found your full grown husband on the floor with his hands on his face saying something you couldn’t understand.
You knelt next to him: 'Lin, what happened?’ You tried to remove the hands just to find his face red and covered in tears.
'Mangoes. Y/N. MANGOES.’ He said smiling even more.
You connected the dots and standed up to have a confirmation: the three test had 2 lines on it.
'MANGOES!’ You screamed crying before reaching the same spot Lin was.
After almost an hour of laugh, tears, kisses and 'mangoes’ you stood up.
You decided to not tell the news to anyone until the ultrasounds.
A month later you organized a little dinner at your house for your parents.
They found not one, but two little mangoes in their plates.
You could feel your heart in your throat. Your tongue was dry. Those memories put you even more on the edge of tears so you decided to stand up and walk a little bit just to see a huge billboard about Maldives.
“Oh, man.” You whispered with a defeated voice while the memories started to flood in your mind.
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