Encanto Oneshots

Isabela x F!Reader

Fluff.

More Isabela for you whores.,

Aged down to 15 cause puppy love <33

Requested by: tearsfromhxxven

Song it's based off of: It's Nice To Have A Friend - Taylor Swift

You glanced over at Isabela, waiting impatiently for the bell to ring.

When it did you quickly grabbed your bag, walking next to Isabela.

The two of you talked whilst walking down the halls. You clinged to Isabela's arm as a few boys stared around the room a bit jealous.

She walked you home, kissing you cheek when she dropped you off. “What?” She said, laughing at your stunned face. “Nothing, nothing-” You said, your face going a little red.

“It's a platonic kiss, no need to freak out.” You nodded, smiling. “Wanna hangout?” She grinned, “When don't I?”

The two of you were playing Minecraft, you made a garden full of flowers for y'all's house while she killed all the mobs off.

She passed you a note in the middle of playing, you opened it.

‘You have a cute concentrated expression.’ You smiled at her, grabbing the controller again.

The two of you made a tent out of blankets in your room, both of you snuggled up under it.

In the morning you leaned up but were stuck, “What the hell..?” You mumbled, running your hand through your hair as you looked to the side.

Isabela had her arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly.

You smiled, laying back down and tucking her hair behind her ear.

You pulled her closer, kissing her forehead. ‘It's platonic.. just a friend kiss.’ You thought to yourself as you shut your eyes.

“Isabela, where have you been?” Julieta asked, running up to her daughter.

“I've been with Y/N, no need to worry Mami.”

Isabela helped you onto the roof.

The two of you sat down, staring at the cotton candy sky.

“I've been a little stressed lately.” Isabela admitted, laying her head on your shoulder.

You laid your head on hers, “Me too.”

She hesitated at first, slowly moving her fingers onto yours, waiting for somebody to make a move. She slowly took your hand in hers, the two of you both blushing.

“It's nice to have a friend.” She mumbled, you stayed silent just enjoying the moment.

You looked up at Isabela, “Can I try something?” You asked nervously. She nodded, lifting her head up.

“Okay close your eyes and please don't freak out-” You lightly pecked her on her lips and pulled away quickly, scared of how she would react.

“Finally.” She complained, grabbing you by the collar and pulling you closer. “I've waited forever for you to show interest in me, took you long enough.”

She kissed you, wrapping her arms around your neck and holding you close.

Isabela and you had been dating secretly for awhile, but Alma had been trying to talk Isabela into marrying Mariano.

Everyone sat at the dinner table, awkwardly eyeing the two as they prepared for him to propose. You sat by Dolores, giving the man a death glare.

Mariano got down on one knee after singing his sappy song on the piano, the whole time you gave an unamused expression and didn't bother clapping.

Mirabel and Dolores had noticed and started whispering to each other.

“You're the most perfect, the most graceful, th-” “I'm going to cut you off there.” Isabela said softly. She stood up walking around the table.

She walked over to you, holding her hand out for you to take. When you took it she pulled you out of your seat then got down on one knee.

She pulled out a black box that had tiny sunflowers on it. “Typically.. a woman wouldn't be down on one knee, but here we are.” Isabela said, looking up at you nervously.

“Isabela, this is not what we discussed!” Alma yelled. “Quiet Mami.” Julieta blurted out.

“When I'm with you I don't feel like I need to be perfect, I know you'll love me no matter what. You've never forced me to be something I'm not, you've only helped me become the person I've always wanted to be. I don't want to marry Mariano, I don't want to marry anyone else but you.”

Isabela opened the box, “So.. I'm asking you to marry me. You're my closest friend, the best girlfriend and most importantly you're you. I love you so will you marry me?”

You stood, stunned. You couldn't talk, all you could do was nod.

“Yes.” You managed to mutter out. She quickly slid the ring onto your finger and stood up, to kiss you.

In your room there was a suit and a dress, you had decided to go with your favorite option and had added a little sunflower onto it.

You stood at the alter, waiting anxiously for her to walk down.

Augustine walked her down, kissing her cheek before taking a seat.

After all of the boring talking, it was time for the vows.

“Sunflowers symbolize focus, healing and warmth. Lilacs represent spring, renewal and love. I'm sure you know why I chose these flower for our wedding now-” Isabela said, nervously laughing.

“I promise to be the best me I can be for you, no matter what. You are the reason I have matured into a better person, and I will continue to grow as long as you're by my side.”

Now it was your turn, you sighed, trying to shake the nerves off.

“Isabela, when I first met you- I thought you were a total bitch, and you are. But I've grown and have gotten the chance to get to know and understand you, as well as begin to like that about you. You're a bitch, but you're my bitch.”

Isabela gave you a playful glare.

After another boring and unimportant speech, the two of you were married.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

You pulled Isabela close, kissing her happily.

After she pulled away, she leaned to your ear, “It's nice to have a friend.” You blushed, “Right..” You said, rolling your eyes with a grin.