Hand Holding. Face Holding. Cuddling. Kissing. Light Finger Tracing. Forehead Kisses. Hand Kisses. Neck

Luisa Madrigal X Reader (Fluff) Headcanons

Request: can u write some fluffly luisa x reader headcanons pls that would be amazing

This girl loves to cuddle and she can never get enough of them, seriously if you're down to cuddle she will be so happy to just do that for ages.

She will do big or little spoon for you, it doesn't matter. Just cuddle her!

You have to remind her a lot to push herself too much when it comes to work, because even though she knows, she still likes to pile a little extra on just because she thinks she can handle it.

You want to tell me that she wouldn't pick you up and carry you places? Because you are sorely mistaken, that is one of her favourite things to do!

You love days she schedules just for relaxing, because the two of you just lay together, talking for hours about everything and yet nothing at the same time

Working out together, she doesn't really need to do it because of her Gift but it's something the two of you love to share.

Standing on things because you want to be taller than her when you kiss her and she thinks that's hilarious, it makes her laugh every time and you're like "shush, I'm trying to be romantic!" as you carry a step stool across the room

Having sleepovers and sitting up late at night, talking about your feelings and working out things that have made you both feel upset the past few days. It usually ends with the two of you curled up on her bed, passed out from exhaustion from staying up too late

"You're like the second tallest person I know Luisa." "Who's the first?" "Me! Duh!" "Step stools don't count."

You like to embarrass Luisa by professing your appreciation for her in public, sometimes even when the rest of her family is around. She always ends up dragging you off, as you fight to keep your ground, yelling and laughing about how she's the best.

But she's not mad, she actually thinks it's really sweet

"You're not the only one who can lift donkeys!" *struggles to lift donkey in air* "(Y/n), please leave that donkey alone." "Never! I can lift him!"

You end up picking up a baby one and laughing maniacally

Bothering her while she does chores, but you're never an actual bother. She likes having you around, as much as you cause her to procrastinate her you also motivate her to finish so she can spend more time with you

"Luisa! I made you a birthday present! You don't have to wear-" "Don't even finish that sentence, I'm wearing this everyday."

Telling her jokes/asking her dumb questions while she's carrying something, and she drops it laughing (you make sure to do it only when nobody will get hurt from it)

imagine you beat them at something they’re REALLY good at like,,

not fighting necessarily,

but like beating sevika at cards, or winning in sparring with Vi, outracing Ekko on a board that HE DESIGNED!!!

i feel like they would just see you standing there, smiling and gleeful and not even mad bc you’re so beautiful to them

OMFGGGGG

- ekko literally nearly falls off his board when you come speeding past him with that smirk or yours, especially when you turn, with a face full of smugness and stick your tongue out at him. gosh you’re so beautiful, and he almost flies straight into a shop sign if it hasn’t been for his reflexes - the green lights of zaun on your face we’re just too enchanting to look away from!

- vi’s heart swells with pride the first time you manage to pin her down on the thin mat you two were sparring on: she’s proud of you! she jumps up with a grin, and winks at you… until you do it again, and again, and again- and she’s no longer winking and grinning, vi is staring up at you slack-faced with a blush on her pale cheeks because damn.

- sevika prides herself on her card skills, her poker face, the mountain of chips she ends up with in front of her at the end of a night. she lets you win, she’s thinking to herself- just to be nice, of course! sevika is in love with the bright grin on your face, anyways- but then you win the next round and she’s lost… and you’re smirking up at her, leaning on your chin and waving smugly. and she is reminded why she fell for you and your attitude.

- jinx lovessss shooting things with her fancy little guns that she makes, and because she loves you just as much (more, but she doesn’t really realise that), she frequently loves having you practice shooting with her! it turns into a competition, and she’s not really focusing on anything, just shooting wildly at the targets- only to see you’ve done better than her! and of course jinx is the one jumping up and down in excitement, slinging an arm around your shoulder and pressing a fat kiss to your cheek!

- viktor loves hearing you speak, and he loves the curiousity you have for the topics he’s interested in. and he starts piping up one day, you curled up in his side, and he starts going on about this subject. but then you pipe in, all excited and nodding, adding in more and more input, suddenly just going on your rant and telling viktor things he didn’t even know - and he’s stunned. he’s watching you like you’re the most radiant thing he’s ever seen- and in the moment? you were.

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AAaAAAA may i pretty please request luisa x fem! reader where the reader comforts luisa when her magic is fading? maybe she invites her to a relaxing little sleepover including cuddles- confessing to luisa that she loves her, and not just for her gift? :0 thank you sm!!!! you're amazing <3

Oh my god finally a request!Thanks for requesting<3

Luisa Madrigal x Fem!Reader

When her gift was fading she got really nervous,and who else to go to comfort too?Her girlfriend of course

You knew how stressful it was for Luisa since she's always asked to do many things when she was still a young woman

She deserved a break

In all honesty everyone in the madrigal family deserved a break

Your parents were out and you didn't really expect your girlfriend to knock on your door but here you are

You opened the door surprised to see her

"mi amor?what's wrong?"you asked when you noticed the destress in her eyes

That night she stayed a bit too late because she was too busy venting about stress

Despite her being much much larger than you she was the little spoon for now,she needed comfort

"Mi vida..gift or no gift I'll still love you"

"but what about the village?!I'll be useless-"

You cut her off there

"Amor.Your not useless,gift or no gift your just as amazing as everyone in your family..See?even Mira's fine with not having a gift,you know why?"

"why?"

"be cause she's just as special as everyone in her family and so are you"

She stayed the night and both of you cuddled the night away

{not prof.read👩🏿‍🎨}

Also sorry I changed the plot!I thought of it while writing I hope it's fine!

Head injury

You stood in the middle of the square, pretending to be just as useful as any member of the Madrigal clan. You helped an older member of the village fold her laundry, and kept the priest from taking a dunk in the fountain. Well, almost.

In grabbing the priest by the back of his shirt to keep him from going head long into the water, he had twisted, redirecting the momentum to throw you into the water by accident. There was a sharp pain in the top of your head that lead to an underwater gasp.

One of Isabella’s vines looped around your waist, pulling you from the water as you coughed and sputtered. Familiar arms pulled you from the vine, setting you on the side of the fountain.

“Dove, look at me.” Luisa’s voice sounded in front of you. You tried to open your eyes, but found your vision very foggy and distorted. You tried to speak, but the water in your lungs was making anything other than coughing near impossible. Another figure in blue rushed over, placing gentle hands on your face.

“Do you think you can eat?” You shook your head.

“What do we do?” A hint of fear invading Luisa tone.

“Keep her upright until the coughing settles down. Don’t let her go to sleep.” Julietta instructed. You weren’t sure how you could possibly sleep with the burning on the top of your head and your body’s attempts to remove a lung via your airway.

“I can work one handed.” Luisa said, picking you up so that your body was being held upright between her arm and her chest. You tried to argue that this was silly, but all that came out was a series of syllables and coughs that made no sense.

“Hey, don’t cough at her in that tone.” Camilo scolded playfully. You half laughed and then coughed some more. Luisa grumbled something about not making it worse and began gathering loose burros.

“They need better fences.” You rasped after a while. “This is like a *cough* daily thing.” You were placed gently on a rock. A hand wiped your forehead careful of the spot that had collided with the fountain.

“You okay?” Luisa asked, kissing your forehead softly.

“Peachy.” *wheeze* “Just peachy.”

“Let me finish this, and we’ll get you back to Mama. I won’t be happy until that spot on your head is mended.”

“Ah, so the coughing out a lung is f- *cough cough cough*”

“That’s what you get for being smart.” Luisa scolded, kick flipping a burro with extra gusto on to her shoulders. You stood and started to stagger after her.

“What are you doing?”

“Following all three of you, obviously. Not every day I get more than one of you.” You teased. She nearly dropped a burro.

“I. You. Stop it.” She managed, you were pretty sure she was blushing. “Stay there. I’ll be back.”

“Fine, leave me all by my lonesome.” You sighed dramatically and started coughing again. You could almost swear, through the visual fog that she was running. You wobbled back to the rock and sat. Damn this day had been tiring. You yawned, feeling a rush of exhaustion hit. A little nap wouldn’t hurt would it? Just as you started to doze you were shaken awake.

“Y/n! Wake up!” Luisa’s voice was frantic.

“I’m up I’m up.” You slurred. Why did everything feel heavy.

“I shouldn’t have left you. Damn it.”

“Why would you leave me. I’m adorable.” You joked. No response. “Amor, that’s the part where you tell me to shut up. Remember? We have this whole back and-“

“Mama!” Luisa yelled carrying you over, and setting you down on the table.

“I’m fine, really just tired.”

“Eat this dear.” Julietta instructed, placing an Arepa in your hand. Luisa took it and placed it to your lips when your arm didn’t move. You took a bite and started to come back to a come an alert state. A couple more and the pain in your lungs and head faded.

“Better?” Luisa asked, you nodded, kissing her hand.

“Much, thank you.”

“Awww.” Isabella and Mirabel were standing together watching the two of you.

“Thanks for fishing me out earlier.” You said to Isabella, she smiled.

“You’re welcome.” She curtsied and made a bunch of flowers bloom for emphasis.

“Show off.” Mirabel commented, lightly nudging her sister.

“I’m taking Y/n home.” Luisa announced. “She needs rest.” You were lifted into her arms again and packed back up the hill.

“Amor, are you upset with me?” You asked, reaching up to cup her face.

“With you? No.” The unspoken portion left hanging in the air.

“How were you supposed to know I was going to fall asleep the minute I wasn’t being watched. Clairvoyance isn’t your gift.” Tears started to slip down her cheeks. You shifted to loop you’re arms around her neck. “I’m okay. I promise.”

“How did that happen anyway? One minute you’re helping with laundry, the next Isabella is yelling for me and you’re crumpled in the fountain.”

“The priest was about to suffer the same fate, I slipped redirecting him.”

“You shoulda…” she trailed off.

“Yeah, maybe we don’t wish ill on the priest. Abuella is devout after all.”

“I just…” an exasperated sigh followed.

“I know, you hate it when I’m hurt, I’m not really a fan either.” That earned a little smile. “I wasn’t kidding about that three of you comment though.”

“Stop it, Dolores can hear us.” Luisa blushed.

“Pretty sure she’s heard your parents and hers doing the horizontal tango.”

“No.” Luisa gasped, trying to block the realization.

“The beast with two backs.”

“Quit.” Her face went even redder, sympathy in her eyes for her cousin.

“You could even say they-“

“Dove, I am begging you.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” You had reached Cassita’s threshold by this point, and Luisa made a bee-line for her room. She set you down on the bed before loosing her shoes and getting in with you. You were pulled on top on her, your head resting on her chest.

“Promise me you’ll let the next person fall in.”

“You know I can’t.” Heavy sigh. “That’s part of why you love me.”

“Ya’know, this you being right thing is a real pain sometimes.”

“Ah, but I’m your pain.”

“I love you.”

Tipsy

You had never drank wine with dinner. Your mother had never permitted it, and you weren’t sure it was a good idea. One evening as Mirabel was filling the cups you accepted a partially full glass. You winced slightly at the taste, earning a small laugh from Luisa, but you weren’t going to back down. After a couple sips, you adjusted to the flavor and found it almost pleasing. The burning in your face though was definitely unexpected.

Camilo looked at you from across the table. He raised an eyebrow. And the giggles started. You covered your mouth with your hand, avoiding the looks from the rest of the family.

“Lightweight?” Luisa said, inspecting the wine glass with slightly less than a third of its volume gone. You giggled harder. Then another person started laughing.

Antonio couldn’t hold in his amusement and started giggling too, which immediately made the situation worse. You were laughing so hard your breath came in big, very separate gasps as you slumped against Luisa. No sound actually came from your mouth between gasps, just silent shaking laughter.

“Dear, do you need to go lay down?” Julietta asked, trying to mask the amusement in her tone. You shook your head.

“You sure?” Luisa asked, you shook your head again.

“Alright, I’m going to take giggles here to go sober up.” She announced, picking you up.

“Go on.” Abuella said, excusing you both.

On the way up the stairs, you’d stopped giggling, and got a smart idea. You leaned over and began to kiss her neck. Just soft little pecks along the soft skin.

“Stoooop!” She protested quietly, “you’re distracting me.”

“Good.” You said, sitting up a little and paying attention to her jaw. She hesitated on the landing before taking you to her room. You took in the sharp angels the relatively unwelcoming architecture of the room as you were laid on the bed. You had to admit that the softness under you was a bit of a surprise given the surroundings. Luisa tucked you in gently, and laid down next to you on top of the blanket.

“You’re so pretty.” You mumbled, stroking along the sharp cheekbone. She blushed and ducked her head. “Im sorry you’re missing dinner.” You added, blinking slowly as sleep began to over take you.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure mama has our plates off to the side to heat back up later.” She assured, petting your hair. She placed kisses from your forehead to your lips. “Go to sleep.” You nodded and didn’t realize you had complied until the next morning when you awoke nestled under her arm, her steady breathing sounding in your ear.

hiii i love your luisa x readers <33 they literally increased my hyperfixation on encanto so i'd like to make a request of my own, where luisa is just pining for the reader working up the courage to confess w/ the help of her family hyping her up? feel free to add any details about the reader i love your work <33

This is adorable!

Luisa sighed, watching you walk across the square, your basket over an arm. As far as she was concerned, you were perfect. Kind eyes, sweet smile, luminous eyes.

“You’re staring again, sweetheart.” Julietta said, glancing at her middle child over her work.

“What, no! No I’m not, I just, uh.” Luisa sighed again, looking over at her mother. “You know.” She made a vague hand gesture.

“Go talk to her. I have it on good authority, she doesn’t bite.” Dolores chimed in as she walked past.

“Unless you want her too.” Camilo added, taking your form. “Oh Luisa!” He cooed in your voice.

“Stop it!” She said trying to block your view of his behavior.

“Camilo, be nice.” Julietta chided mildly.

“Yes Tia.” He turned back and Luisa moved to try to spot you again. You were nowhere to be seen. She gave another little sigh and wandered off to find something to do.

The next day, you were attending to your laundry at the river, Luisa stood off to the side pretending to work on a bridge. A bouquet of red roses appeared in front of her nose.

“Go talk to her.” Isabela encouraged.

“She’s busy.” She argued, waving the flowers away.

“What are you afraid of?”

“I can hear you.” You said, glancing up from your washing. Luisa lost all color in her face before becoming very red.

“I think I hear Abuela.” She power walked away fast, Isabela on her heels making quiet chicken noises.

That night, she dreamt that you were laying next to her on the grass, your head on her shoulder. You smiled fondly leaning forward to kiss her. At that moment, a clap of thunder from Peppa and Felix’s room snapped her awake.

“I can’t imagine her not liking you.” Julietta said, helping Luisa do her hair perfectly that morning, as Isa and Mirabel helped with her makeup.

“I’m just glad you’re going to talk to her.” Mirabel said, applying a small amount of eyeshadow.

“You look perfect.” Isa took a couple steps back to really get a look at Luisa. “You’re bound to win her over looking like this.” Luisa blushed and murmured her thanks.

She found you gathering berries in the woods thanks to Antonio’s assistance.

“Y/n, uh, hi.” She said.

“Luisa. Is there something I can help you with?”

“Yes, I mean, no. Uh maybe?” She winced at how poorly she felt she was doing. You smiled, resting your basket on your hip.

“I’m all ears.” Luisa sighed.

“I’ve, well, noticed you.” She said. “And uh, I was wondering if you had ever, you know.” You raised an eyebrow.

“If I had ever what?”

“N-noticed me.” You smiled, setting your basket down.

“Of course I noticed you. You’re sort of hard to miss.”

“Not like that.” She looked frustrated.

“You mean, in a less than platonic way?” She nodded. Rubbing the back of her neck. “Yes, I have.”

“I understand l, I’ll just-“ she moved to leave before blinking and turning back to face you. “You have?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

“Why don’t you help me gather these berries, and we’ll discuss this.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”

could you do arcane women and their favourite kinds of kisses? where they like to be kissed and where they like to kiss you the most.. i hope that’s clear 🥺💕 i love your account

Sure darling, thank you for your sweet request.

💌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒—

⌕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Vi, Sevika, Jinx and Caitlyn

⌕ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: <3

—𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄—

Vi

She adores when you kiss her hands. They are rough, bloody, full of asymmetrical cuts and scars and, in her eyes, unpleasant and unappealing to look at. She never really understood why you were always holding and kissing her hands, but she loves it, it calms her a lot.

Vi loves to kiss your forehead and your cheeks. To her, you're the most adorable creature that ever stepped on earth — and she’s ready to show you her point of view, planting kisses all over your face at any time of day. Honestly, she just can’t help it, look at you. She’s definitely the type of person that just kiss you mid-sentence, just because you looked too lovely.

JINX

Jinx likes when you kisses the top of her head while she’s sitting and working on something. When you just come silently behind her and approach her, your hands gently caressing her shoulders and collarbone while you slowly bend over to plant a sweet kiss on hope of her head. Most of the time — if not all the time— she looks up to meet her gaze, allowing you to plant another kiss on her forehead.

The blue-haired adores kissing your neck when hugging you tightly. She finds comfort in you, warm and security when you hold her close, skin to skin. She’ll mutter some sweet I love yous and gently kiss your neck, slowly going down to meet your collarbones.

CAITLYN

She loves to hug you from behind, sweetly wrapping her soft arms around your torso before kissing your cheeks and your shoulders. Caitlyn often rubs her nose gently on your skin when she kisses your cheeks too. You know how stressed she is and let her rest like this for some minutes, sometimes turning your body to face her and hug her back, when you feel like she really needs it.

Caitlyn adores when you kiss her lips. It honestly might not be the most original kind of kiss but it’s her all-time favourite. In her eyes, there is nothing better than a deep passionate kiss, no matter the place or time. In the shower, in bed, sitting in a garden, watching a sunset… She likes this feeling, like you somehow both connect to each other.

SEVIKA

Surprisingly, she adores when you kiss her nose. Sevika is seen as tough, merciless, cold-blooded, heartless—and she is. But when it comes to you, it’s all different. Nothing on this earth makes her happier than when she sees you walking toward her, slowly and gently placing your soft fingers on her rough skin and planting a sweet kiss on her nose. She might not show it, but it makes her day.

Sevika loves to kiss your hands. First of all, let’s make things clear, her hand, never leave yours, ever. The undercity is a dangerous place and she doesn’t want anything happening to her precious girl — or at least that is the excuse she gives you, she knows no one’s crazy enough to touch what’s hers, it’s just a foolish pretext to have you close. Most of the time, she slowly brings your hand to her lips to kiss it. When she’s gambling, she also loves to have you on her lap and to kiss your shoulder — bare shoulders, because she’s the one who chooses your dresses when you go out, and constantly picks the most revealing ones.

She also likes to kiss your ankles when your legs are up when she fucks you but that’s another topic I guess.

Sleeping with Luisa was a very comforting experience 99.9 Percent of the time. Luisa was the cuddle queen, and had a special appreciation for warm fluffy blankets. However, there was the .01 percent that could be a real beast. You woke up with severe pain radiating from your ribs and made some alarmed and pained noises that snapped Luisa back to consciousness.

“Huh? Wha? Oh! Oh My God What Did I Do?!?” Luisa was across the room, hair disheveled, and night gown off a shoulder as she stoop looking horrified in less time than it took Camilo to prank someone.

“Baby, darling, sweetheart, it’s fine, really.” You lied. Each breath really hurt, but let’s face it, talking Luisa down was sort of priority. You moved to sit up, wincing more. “I’ll go wake your mom, hell I can tell her I was out for a little stroll and tripped down the stairs.” Luisa’s lower lip started quivering and her eyes welled with tears.

“I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, her eyes frantic.

“Honey, angel, amor,” you soothed, walking over and hugging her, in-spite of the screaming ribs. “What happened?

“I-I had a n-nightmare. I didn’t know!” You did your best to rock her back and forth, trying desperately to ignore the ouch in your chest. “Tell me everything.” You started humming to try to bring her off the emotional ledge.

“Th-there were people chasing us, and I lost you in the people running, and I couldn’t find anyone, and my strength went away, and then there were spiders.”

“Oh love, of course you were hugging me tight, I’d be scared too.” You coaxed her to sit on the floor, making it easier to stroke her hair and dry her cheeks.

“I hurt you.” She whispered, almost ashamed.

“It wasn’t intentional, and nothing a snack courtesy of your mom won’t fix.” You promised, bringing her head to your chest. “I love you so much, my gentle Luisa.” A knock sounded at the door, followed by a tired looking Julietta and a concerned Dolores entering the room.

“Mama, I hurt her.” Luisa whimpered, as Julietta took over your place, Dolores handed you a quesadilla, which was eaten gratefully. The relief was instant as your ribs went back where they were supposed to go.

“Good as new.” You announced, kneeling before Luisa. “Light of my life, why don’t we go back to bed?” Pure apprehension flooded her face. “Odds are it won’t happen more than once in a night.” You pointed out.

“She’s right. Get some rest. You need a good nights sleep.” Julietta said, petting Luisa’s hair and kissing her daughter’s face.

“A-alright.” Luisa agreed, standing up and hugging her mother and cousin. You mouthed your thanks as they left the room, earning nods and smiled of acknowledgment. You held out your arms, making grabby hands.

“I could do with some snuggles, I’m starting to get cold.” Luisa gingerly picked you up, setting you on the bed with the utmost care, curling around you.

“I love you. I’m sorry.”

“I know. I love you too.

band headcanons — backstage ; sevika x reader

sevika with an electric guitar !!

she would have solos and steal the spotlight every now and then.

there's literally five other mics scattered across the stage and she still uses the same mic as you, so you're kissing singing really close

whispers dumb shit to you the crowd can't hear, running a hand across your back, tapping the top of your head when she's passing by

says its to get you flustered but she just wants your attention

will bring food backstage but she won't give it to anyone else but you LMFAOO

has a dozen polaroid pictures of you doing the most mundane things and yet she's still like, 'yeah i just tolerate them'

backstage, you and her would play cards. she would teach you, run over all the rules with newfound patience that she usually doesn't have for other people. now, it's said that you're the only one that can beat her at cards.

but she just lets you win.

apparently everyone knows about you two having a thing for each other... EXCEPT YOU TWO.

literally EVERYONE, from other band members to the AUDIENCE.

there's this time, when the sound setup was taking too long, she just beckons you over the mic and starts to teach you how to play her guitar to kill time.

mY GOD

the crowd starts sCREAMING before going silent and just fawning over you two lol

you don't even notice the audience for a while, just focus on her words, laughing and fumbling over the strings and the chords

later, you'd see what else those fingers could do

on stage, sevika has a habit of smoking cigarettes and at this point everyone just lets her get away with it.

it helps her with her nerves because it might not look like it but she actually has stage fright.

sevika playing and moving around the stage with a cigarette dangling between her lips. she'd move towards you on the mic, skilled hands strumming the guitar sprawled over her hips.

you take the cigarette from her lips and the crowd goes batshit wild.

vibe is inspired by arctic monkeys, their songs SLAP

if you could interpret this gif into luisa just getting mega snuggled by the reader <33

Absolutely!

Pepa had, unfortunately, done quite a bit of ‘letting it go’ over the past week during some hard conversations with Abuela. The conversation’s needed to happen, no two ways about it. But being soaked after less than ten minutes outside wasn’t fun either.

You had insisted on following Luisa through her day, helping in whatever way you could with the various chores. One thing you were adept at was clearing the drains in the streets of debris like sticks and some errant pieces of clothing so that the water would drain more effectively. By the time you had gotten home the cold was starting to seep in and your body was starting to stiffen.

You insisted that Luisa get a bath first, effectively hiding how cold you were getting. She argued for a minute, but eventually let you nudge her toward the bathroom. You stood in the middle of her redecorated room. There was still the training course and the weights for her workouts, but her bed was newly covered with an abundance of pink and purple bedding. Her closet had been repainted from a grey color to purple with pink accents. You admired the amount of work it had taken to make her room better when you felt a set of lips brush your clammy face.

“Your turn.” She said, pushing you to the bathroom. You stood for a long time letting the hot water wash away the cold, or most of it anyway, before drying off and pulling on new clothes. Luisa lay back on her bed, book in hand. You smiled and grabbed a blanket from the end of the bed, wrapping it around yourself before resting your head on her chest.

“What are you reading?” You asked, humming softly as one of her hands started to play with your hair.

“Collection of myths from India.” Luisa said, glancing down at your face. Her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you still cold?”

“No.” You said. And then you shivered.

“No, you’re not cold, you’re freezing?” Luisa asked, a little bit of sarcasm in her tone. She shook her head and put her book to the side. She lifted you onto her chest, her arms resting on top of you. You snuggled into her warmth, sighing softly.

“Better?” She asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Mmhmm.” You said, starting to feel a little sleepy.

“D’you want me to read to you?”

“Mmhmm.”

“As you wish.” She whispered, before picking her book up and starting at the beginning.