I sat on some cholo's lap, taking a sip from my beer.
"Aye chica (girl), what's your name?" asked the cholo from underneath me.
"Me llamo (y/n) (my name is). Y tú (and you)?"
"Oscar, Los Santos leader," said Oscar taking his hand for me to shake.
I shake it and smile, "Wanna dance?"
He nodded and I slid off him, I stood up.
"Sure why not," said Oscar
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It was the end of the party; I was still helping Oscar clean up the aftermath.
"You know Oscar I've heard stories about the scary leader of Los Santos and I actually don't care. You're an amazing guy."
"What kind of stories have pendejos (dumbasses) been saying about me?" asked Oscar
"I mean of things like you're scary and shit but honestly I don't give a shit about that because you're hot- I mean uh..."
Oscar raised an eyebrow and got closer to my face, slowly leaning in and finally our lips connected.
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I woke up naked and next to Oscar's warm body. I traced my fingers over his cross tattoo.
"Mm... Buenos dias (good morning) (y/n)," said Oscar kissing my forehead.
"Oscar I need to know is this a one-time thing or...?"
"I want you (y/n). I want you to be mine, not someone else's," stated Oscar
"And I want you to be mine, Oscar."
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Fanfiction**MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED DO NOT REPORT** Imagines for Oscar "Spooky" Diaz Requests are always open, PM me! All characters belong to Netflix™ any new character will created by my imagination.
