Warning:Smut
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"You're so beautiful baby" Alejandro's quiet voice made Y/n's eyes flutter open. His familiar deep tone made her heart flutter just as it did when they first met 3 years ago.
"Are you trying to flatter me Mr. Rosario?" Y/n teases softly,looking up at him as he leans over her.
A cheeky smile tugs on his lips,his hand running through his hair as it cascades around the pillow. "I might be,Mrs. Rosario"
It had a beautiful ring to it:Mrs. Rosario. Her cheeks flush pink, a small giggle leaving her lips as she cups his cheek softly. They've been lying there in silence for a minute or so, just basking in their first night as a married couple.
Alejandro and Y/n had always wanted to get married before they met each other too. They were just waiting for the right person, and the first day they met,it had a kind of a click to them.
Now, three years later,they were lying here in a villa in Santorini, Greece celebrating the first night of their honeymoon. Ofcourse, Alejandro had always been rather a horny man, and lucky for him, y/n was just about as horny as him.
So,it was only right that the minute they set foot in the villa, he's grabbed his wife and carried her into the master's bedroom, plopping her down onto the soft duvets of the king sized beds.
The sun had set a long ago, maybe around 12:30 a.m. in Santorini at the moment, a soft stream of moonlight shining through the curtains and across their lower bed. The sheets were pulled up to their hips, y/n on her back and Alejandro half hovering over her, naked bodies presses together.
"I like how that sounds" y/n whisphers, thumb caressing his cheeks, their eyes locked.
Alejandro grins, brown messy and beautiful curly hair started around his face. "I do too" he hums bringing his face closer to her slowly.
Y/n doesn't hesitate, his plump, Rosey lips too enticing not to kiss,
Pressing their lips together sweetly.
It was 10 days in their honeymoon. 10 days of the happiest dats of y/n's life spent with the love of her life. She felt like nothing could go wrong, and she was dreading to go back to New Jersey in 4 days.
That was until the throwing up had begun, starting around day 4, she had woken up at 4 am and ran to the bathroom, waking Alejandro up from the rushed pitter of feet across the hardwood floor. He comforted her then, asking if she wanted to call a doctor (more lile insisting from how worries he was) though she told him it was fine. Y/n was certain it was food poisoning, maybe the restaurant they'd eaten the night before.
Then, she'd thrown up again, around 5am the next day. That continued everyay. Today,she was stuck at the toilet. She'd been sitting by it since 4:30 , the clock now reading 5:45 am. Alejandro was sitting next to her, rubbing her back as he typed something on his phone.
She was only in ine of Alejandro's shirt and panties, Alejandro sat beside her in his boxers. She was getting a bit cold, mumbling weakly to ask Alejandro to grab her a jacket. He quickly obliged, clicking something on his phone before jumping up and jogging to get one of his sweatshirts.
Y/n sits back against the bathtub, crossing her arms to try and warm up,but as her arms hit ger breasts, she gasps softly. "Ow" she mumbles quietly cupping her boobs. As she releases them to bounce, they hurt some, making her frown.
Alejandro walks back in the bathroom, seeing her messing with her boobs, making him chuckle softly "babe what are you doing?"
"My boobs hurt" she whines.
Alejandro furrows his brows thinking of sore boobs and nausea. "Is it that time love?"
She shakes her head "no, my period isn't..." her facefalls, suddenly scrambling up, making her stomach churn a bit. Bit she keeps going on, jogging to her phone and snatching it from whee it was in the bed.
