#angel reyes fanfic

late afff, but it’s coming….

Will We Last the Night? — lover of mine p.6

an: randomly started editing this today. gonna have to reread the others before I post this full one

sum: Angel’s hand has been forced. it’s time for him to come clean. his biggest fear is it will be enough to make you leave.

“I keep waiting for the moment you can prove to everyone that I’m not stupid for believing in you, but it’s like you try your hardest to do the opposite every chance you get.”

The words came out faint. Neither of you was sure if they were meant to be spoken aloud.

Angel knew he’d overstayed his time with you. No one thought you’d two last past senior year—hell, not even Angel. He always expected you to blink and see him for what he truly was. A man who didn’t deserve a woman that could only see the good he had to offer the world. No matter how small that “good” was.

Every time he fucked up, a part of Angel wished you have the revelation. Finally, agree with your mother, and leave him alone. Make it easier for your ties to be cut. But he knew you couldn’t. No matter how much he fucked up, cutting ties with Angel seemed impossible.

He knows the reason you hold onto the hope that he’ll become the man you tell everyone he is has nothing to do with Angel himself. Angel knows it’s shitty because he came to this revelation years ago. Years before you. And he’s selfishly capitalized on it for years.

It’s the eight year old boy who is a spitting image of him.

Angel’s eyes, Angel’s smile, Angel’s mannerisms they come back to you every time you look at your son.

Taking Jeyson away from his father is something you could never bring yourself to do.

But the look he finds in your eyes is one Angel has never seen from you in all your years together. It’s the same look he gets from all the people in his life when they have reached their breaking point.

“I promise you I can fix it—“

“No, you can’t fix it, Angel. Because once again, I have to clean up your mess.”

His shoulders fall, a sigh falling from his lips. “I—“

“But the second I handle this, we’re done. I mean it, Angel. You’re letting me and Jeyson leave.That’sthe only promise I want you to give me. I’m not letting you poison my son.”

Gif credit to @mayans-mc​

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female Reader

Request: Hey! Can I please request something Can you write one where you’re nervous about having Angels baby but he reassures you? Hope that’s okay Loving your writing

Warnings: language, pregnancy, I think that’s it?

Authors Note: I did this as a headcanon, I hope it’s okay. also loosely inspired by Jane the virgin and the office

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Masterlist

• Angel coming home and being concerned when you don’t greet him at the door like you usually do
  
• He calls out to you but there’s no answer
  
• He finds you in the nursery, rummaging through the drawers
  
• Tiny clothes scattered on the floor around you in various piles
  
• “Fuck ma, why you not answer me?”
  
• You ignore him, pulling out a white onesie.
  
• “What you doing mami?”
  
• “We don’t have any prem clothes” you sigh, “What are we gonna do if she comes early?”
  
• “He ain’t coming early mama. Relax.”
  
• you roll your eyes and continue folding the clothes
  
• Angel leans on the door frame and watches you
  
• He notices the length of fabric wrapped around your body
  
• “The fuck you wearing?”
  
• “It’s a boba wrap.”
  
• He just stares at you, mouth open
  
• “For baby wearing.” 
  
• He tuts and shakes his head.
  
• “It’s a baby ma, not an accessory.”
  
• Rolling your eyes is far too common in this relationship
  
• “Baby wearing has many benefits, actually.”
  
• Angel watches you waddle over to the rocking chair in the corner of the room
  
• He notices the way you winced as you sit down
  
• Your hands cradling your bump
  
• The bags under your eyes
  
• “Look, mami, we can get some prem clothes. You don’t need to worry.”
  
• “It’s not just the clothes, Angel. We don’t have a change table, I haven’t even found a doula yet, I need to sign up for lactation classes, we do-“
  
• Angel interrupts you
  
• “Why do you need lactation classes?”
  
• You scrunch up your face 
  
• “I’ve never had a baby before, I don’t know how to breastfeed! I want to be prepared.”
  
• “Don’t you just push it out?”
  
• Is he serious
  
• “How? How would I push it out?”
  
• “Shit I dunno,”
  
• He hunches his shoulders and pushes his chest forward
  
• “Like this.”
  
• “Jesus Christ.” You shake your head.
  
• And maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones
  
• Or the fact that you’re dating a buffoon
  
• But tears start welling in your eyes
  
• Angel notices straight away and he kneels in front of you
  
• His ringed fingers covering yours as they run over your belly
  
• “What’s wrong, mi vida?”
  
• And you tell him
  
• You tell him you’re scared. Scared of all the things to come
  
• Cause what if you can’t do this? What if you’re a bad mother? 
  
• Angel watches you in disbelief
  
• He had been so busy worrying about being a father
  
• The constant threat of being inadequate at the forefront of his mind
  
• He had no idea that his own fears mirrored yours
  
• Because of course you can do this
  
• “Mama, you’re gonna be amazing. Shit you’re already amazing. Look at this room. All the shit you have for this baby? He doesn’t need it. Especially them shoes. You think he’s gonna walk outta that pussy? Naw. He doesn’t need any of that. He’s got you. You’re all he needs”
  
• “She.” 
  
• It’s Angels turn to roll his eyes
  
• “Look I dunno what the fuck I’m doing. I don’t know anything about babies. I don’t know how to be good. But you?” 
  
• “Querida, you’re nothing but good. I been spending all this time thinking I’m not gonna be good enough for this kid. But I know no matter how much I fuck up, this kids gonna be fine. He’s not gonna be a fuck up cause he’s got you.”
  
• You’re crying, and it’s definitely not the hormones
  
• You pull him to you and kiss him softly
  
• “Thank you, Angel.”
  
• He shrugs and kisses your belly before sitting between your legs
  
• His head resting on your thigh
  
• Your fingers running through his hair
  
• “Hey ma?”
  
• “Yeah?”
  
• ….
  
• “What the fuck is a doula?”
  

Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & Sister!OFC (Daniela Reyes)

Request by @cherieann-2001​:Power outage idea- The blanket Fort with EZ Angel and Anita she becomes scared and they do this to calm her down. (They are watching her because mama got called into work) (Prompt is from This List)

Warnings: 18+, language, all manners of fluff to get buried in

Word Count: 3k

A/N: In light of recent events, I have been thinking a lot about Daniela lately. And even though she’s not a main part of this one-shot in particular, I am hoping to get back and work on the plot I have for her a bit more. Either way, enjoy some tío content!

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Daniela knocked on the front door of their house as she pushed it open, Ana barreling past her and right into the house. The little girl immediately dropped her bag and called out for her uncles as she ran through the house. Daniela couldn’t help but to laugh as she lingered by the doorway, watching her daughter run down the hallway. In a matter of seconds, Angel popped out of the living room and easily scooped Ana up off the flood, slinging her over his shoulder as she squealed with laughter.

“I heard that a little monster was getting dropped off for a sleepover,” Angel laughed as he walked back down the hallway towards his sister, Ana still slung over his shoulder.

Daniela laughed, shaking her head as he set her back down on the floor, “I think the monsters are the boys who already live here,” she stepped in and hugged Angel, “Thank you for this. Sorry it’s so last-minute.”

Angel shrugged, “You know it’s fine,” he playfully tugged at the sleeve of her scrubs, “Lookin’ like you actually know what you’re doing or something.”

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t pin back her smile, “Yea, or something,” she diverted her attention back to her daughter as she crouched down to her level, “I’ll be here to pick you up in the morning after breakfast, okay?”

Ana was happily leaning against Angel’s side as she nodded, “Okay!”

Daniela leaned in, kissing her on the tip of her nose and then her forehead, “Your tíos are in charge,” she leaned in, whispering extra loud so Angel would definitely hear, “Mostly Tío EZ, though.”

Her comment was rewarded with a giggle from Ana and Angel scooping the little girl off the ground and propping her on his hip, “Alright, alright. Looks like it’s time for Mom to go.”

Daniela stood up, hands resting on her hips, “Don’t worry, I’m going,” she paused, looking around what she could see of the house, “Where is EZ, anyway?”

Angel nodded towards the door, “Ran to the store to pick up some food and shi—” he stopped himself when he saw Daniela’s face harden into a glare, “and stuff for the little monster here.”

“Gotcha. Alright, I gotta run. Thank you again,” she stepped in and hugged Angel before giving Ana another kiss, “I’ll see you tomorrow, chiquita. I love you.”

Her smile was blinding as she waved to her mother, “I love you too!”

Daniela slipped out the door and quickly made her way to her car, digging her keys out of her purse as she did. Not that she minded her brothers watching Ana, but the last-minute calls from the hospital had been more and more frequent lately, and she hated feeling like she was constantly leaving Ana with Angel and EZ, or Felipe. None of the three men ever complained, but that wasn’t the point. She huffed out a sigh as she unlocked her car. Just as she was pulling the door open, EZ whipped into the driveway next to her, a smile on his face as he threw the car in park.

“Taking off already?” he joked as he stepped down out of the truck, grabbing the couple bags of groceries he’d gotten.

She laughed, running her fingers back through her hair, “Wish I could stay longer, believe me.”

He shook his head, seeing the conflict in her eyes, “Don’t sweat it. If you want us to call you with a fake emergency to get you out of work, just say the word,” he smiled at the sound of her laughing, “Angel’s pretty good at coming up with shit on the fly.”

“Youboth are way too good at it,” she hugged him, “Thank you. Seriously.”

“Don’t make it weird,” he laughed as he hugged her back.

“You’re so annoying,” she chuckled, rolling her eyes as she pulled away from him.

“Get to work. I gotta get inside before the ice cream melts.”

“Damn,” she shook her head, smiling, “Maybe I should just skip work and stay with you guys.”

“No way,” he nudged her towards her car, “Tíos-Only Zone here right now. Beat it,” the smug grin on his face was enough to get anyone to laugh as Daniela plopped down in the driver’s seat, “Love you!”

She gave him the finger as she turned the key in the ignition, “Love you too.”

EZ made his way up the steps and into the house, shutting the door behind him just as Daniela’s car pulled out of the driveway. Even though he couldn’t see them, he could hear Ana’s laughter coming from the living room. He smiled and shook his head as he made his way into the kitchen to start putting the groceries away.

EZ had gone undetected by both of them in the living room until Ana heard the sound of the freezer sliding shut. It was a matter of seconds before EZ heard her heavy little footsteps as she booked it towards the kitchen. He was ready, hands free as he turned around to catch her as she ran right into him.

“Hey, pipsqueak,” he kissed the side of her head before setting her back down on the ground, “You keeping Angel outta trouble?”

“I’mtrying,” she let out a dramatic sigh.

EZ laughed, unable to hide the surprise that was intertwined with his amusement. Looking over her head at his brother he shook his head, “Sounds just like someone else we know.”

“Bro, I know,” Angel laughed, shaking his head as he walked into the kitchen as well.

Ana took advantage of the two of them talking to start snooping through the rest of the groceries that EZ had brought home. She was digging through one of the bags as she asked, “What’s for dinner?”

“Get outta there,” EZ joked as he lifted her up and set her on the counter. He playfully tapped the tip of her nose, “I got it under control. I’ll cook if you keep an eye on that guy over there,” he nodded towards Angel, “He’s been up to no good all week.”

Ana swung her legs as she sat on the counter, “That’s what Mommy said.”

Angel scoffed as he opened the fridge and grabbed a can of soda for himself, “Oh yea? Mommy also say what happens to snitches?”

EZ shot him an exasperated look, “Dude, come on.”

“My bad,” Angel held his hands up in surrender.

The three of them were all camped out in the living room after dinner. EZ and Angel were sitting on opposite ends of the couch with Ana sprawled out between them. For such a small girl she certainly knew how to take up most of the couch. Her head was resting on Angel’s leg as the three of them got through another episode of Spongebob. Which, they had to admit, out of all the kid’s shows that she could be into, it was one of the best ones.

EZ was just about to mention dessert when all of the lights in the house shut off. The television cut out and the three of them were thrown into complete darkness. Angel and EZ’s eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly—they were used to it. But Ana wasn’t. She immediately scrambled onto Angel’s lap, and he could feel the way that she was trembling.

“Hey, hey,” he kissed the side of her head, “we’re all good. Here,” he pulled his phone out of the pocket of his jeans and turned the flashlight on, setting it on the coffee table in front of them to cast some light into the room. It wasn’t much, but it was something, “See? Lights just went out. We’re gonna be fine.”

EZ turned on his phone’s flashlight as well as he stood up from the couch, “I’ll go grab the big flashlights and the candles.”

“Lucky for you,” he spoke to Ana as he shifted to get a little more comfortable, “I might not have EZ’s memory, but I know almost every episode of Spongebob. So here’s what happens next…”

Meanwhile, EZ was rummaging through the spare room, which had turned into a bit of a glorified storage closet, looking for flashlights and candles. He was just about to pull open the closet door when his phone started going off. Before he even looked at it, he had a pretty good idea of who it was going to be. Looking down at the screen, he gave a knowing smile and shook his head as he accepted the call.

“Hey, Dani.”

“You guys alright?” she didn’t sound too freaked out, but he could still hear the worry in her voice.

“We’re all good. Hospital lose power too?”

“For a minute, but we’ve got generators. I know you guys definitely don’t.”

He chuckled, “It’s on the very long to-do list.”

“How’s Ana? She hates the dark.”

“Angel’s got her right now,” EZ pinned the phone between his ear and his shoulder so he could keep scouring the room, even though that sent it into darkness by blocking the flashlight, “I’m getting flashlights and candles.”

Daniela laughed, “You guys have candles?”

“The ones you gave us,” he chuckled.

“When you guys moved in years ago?” she laughed in disbelief.

“How often do you see us lighting candles here?”

“Fair,” she sighed, “Alright, I just wanted to check in and make sure that you guys were alright. Give me a call if you need anything, or if you need me to come by and pick her up.”

“We got it under control. Go save lives and whatever else you do.”

He could hear the smile in her voice, “Love you, EZ.”

“Love you too,” he hung up the phone and gathered up everything that he’d found.

Waking back into the living room, the first thing he heard was Angel doing his best imitation of Patrick Star. Angel was trying not to laugh as he said, “Who you callin’ Pinhead?”

Ana immediately broke into a fit of giggles, and both brothers couldn’t hide their relief at the sound. As long as they could keep her amused and keep her mind off the lack of electricity, they should be alright.

“I got flashlights,” EZ said as he tossed one to Angel, “and candles,” he set them down on the coffee table and pulled a lighter out of the drawer to light them, “so I think we just might be alright for the night.”

“You know what I was thinkin’?” Angel asked as he scooped his niece into his lap, tickling her and making her laugh and squirm.

“You were thinking?” EZ shot back with a smirk as he lit the candles.

Angel sucked his teeth, “Funny. Anyway, I was thinking that Ana here should help us make a fort.”

“A fort?” she repeated as she took the flashlight from Angel, turning it on and shining it around the room.

“Yea. Was thinking we could grab some extra blankets and pillows and make a fort out here.”

“Yea!” the excitement was palpable in her voice.

“Cool,” Angel nodded as he watched her waving the flashlight around, getting more entertainment than he should’ve each time she accidentally shined it in EZ’s eyes.

A minute passed and neither brother moved from where they were sitting. EZ was camped by the coffee table and Angel on the couch, both of them waiting for the other to go and grab the pillows and blankets for their construction project. Clearly Ana wasn’t going to be the one who was going to go deeper into the house in the pitch black.

“I got the candles,” EZ finally said, “Your turn.”

Angel rolled his eyes but he didn’t argue about it. He gently picked Ana up and passed her off to EZ, tossing her just slightly to get a laugh out of her before EZ caught her. EZ kept her busy with picking out places to put the candles while Angel went and got everything that they needed for their fort.

Just like with groceries, Angel was determined to get everything done in one trip. Going into his own room, since he most likely wouldn’t be sleeping there for the night anyway, he grabbed the comforter and top sheet off his bed, along with the pillows by the headboard. Draping the blanket and sheet around his shoulders, he tucked the pillows under one arm before heading to the dining room to grab a couple chairs to bring with him. He looked like a character out of one of Ana’s shows as he carefully waddled back into the living room, trying not to drop anything or bump into anything.

EZ laughed, shaking his head at the sight of his brother, “The chairs really necessary?”

“Want the fort to be tall enough to not give you back problems?” he paused and when EZ didn’t have an immediate response, he nodded, “That’s what I thought,” he turned his attention to Ana, who was curled up in EZ lap with a flashlight, “Alright, Anita, I know your mom tells me all the time you’re a doctor. You’re a contractor tonight, girl,” he tossed a pillow to her with a laugh, “Get up and help me with this.”

It was a wholesome scene, truly. The three of them working together to put the fort together. Angel and EZ were constantly throwing pillows at each other, getting a good amount of laughter out of their niece in the process. Despite the fact that they were working in the dim glow of candlelight and a few scattered flashlights, they managed to get it done. Fort construction felt much more difficult for the Reyes brothers now than it had when they were kids, but they finally got back into the groove of it. Soon enough, the three of them were sprawled out underneath the roof of a blanket and sheet, surrounded by pillows and another blanket that EZ had gone and gotten.

Ana was half laying down, blanket draped over her legs as she leaned against EZ’s side. Both the Reyes brothers were sitting cross-legged underneath the cover of the blanket roof, Angel with a pillow in his lap that he promptly tossed back on the floor before tipping over and letting his head rest on it.

“Nap time now, right?” he said with a smile.

Ana giggled, pushing against his chest with her blanket-covered feet, “No way!”

“You know what Iwas thinking?” EZ said, toying with Ana’s ponytail. He waited until both of them were looking at him before he continued, “Since the power is out, I was thinking that maybe we should dig into the ice cream I bought before it melts,” he gave her ponytail a playful tug, “Can’t let it go to waste.”

Ana’s eyes lit up at the suggestion, “Yes!”

EZ chuckled, “Alright. You stay here and guard the fort,” he handed her the flashlight that was on the other side of him, “As always, keep an eye on Angel. I’ll be right back.”

Karma for laughing at EZ when he was getting the light shined in his eyes was coming back for Angel quickly when Ana started doing the same exact thing to him. Angel would never be able to tell for sure if EZ did it on purpose, but he had his suspicions. Luckily it didn’t last long, because soon enough EZ reappeared with three large bowls of ice cream, carefully handing them off as he crawled back into the fort.

Ana might’ve been the youngest, but EZ and Angel were the ones who looked the most like children as they tucked into their dessert in their blanket fort. The whole idea may have been to help keep Ana busy and distracted so she wouldn’t get freaked out from the power outage, but somewhere along the way the two of them definitely forgot that that was the original mission.

Surprisingly enough, Ana didn’t get hit with any kind of insane sugar high after her dessert. It didn’t take long after setting her bowl aside for her to pass out between her uncles, blanket up over her chin and face nearly hidden in the puffy pillow she’d chosen. Once he was sure that she was out, EZ carefully left the fort to blow out the candles that were scattered around the living room before coming back to his rightful place inside their in-home castle. Both Angel and EZ were starting to get hit with a bit of exhaustion too as they managed to squeeze themselves into laying positions around their niece.

“This wasn’t the type of blackout I was planning on a Friday night,” Angel said, trying to keep his laughter quiet so as not to wake up his niece.

EZ chuckled, shaking his head as he stared up at the blanket above them, “You’ll still be just as tired tomorrow. Don’t worry.”

Angel was about to say something in response, but just as he opened his mouth, Ana twitched in her sleep and accidentally kicked him in the stomach. He winced, shaking his head as he tried to keep his voice at a harsh whisper, “Motherfucker.”

EZ laughed quietly, “I don’t think you’re supposed to be calling your niece a motherfucker.”

“I am if she’s bein’ one,” he shot back, carefully maneuvering her legs to try and keep that from happening again.

“Dani used to do the same shit,” he smiled at the memory.

“Oh, god,” Angel laughed, running his hands down his face, “I fuckin’ know. My legs used to get all bruised up from her.”

“Yea,” EZ lifted his head to get a better look at his brother, “Now she just bruises up your face.”

“If there wasn’t a kid between us, I’d bruise up your face right now.”

“No chance,” EZ let his head drop back on the pillow with a laugh.

“Motherfucker,” Angel mumbled, shaking his head.

“What was that?”

“I called you a motherfucker,” Angel laughed, “and I ain’t sorry about it.”

EZ chuckled, “Go to sleep. You get grumpy like Ana when you’re tired.”

Angel rolled his eyes even though EZ couldn’t see him, “Shut up,” he shook his head, but he still rolled onto his side and closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep soon before all the lights came back on and woke them all up.