𝕟𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕒 {𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤}

ɪꜱᴀʙᴇʟᴀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

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!english isn't my first language, so there can be some grammar mistakes that I am sorry for in advance!

Isabela Madrigal x fem!reader

this was requested on tumblr: sesamestreet47

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"Wow, you really like hugs, huh?" Isabela said, feeling her girlfriend's arms wrap tightly around her waist. Her fingers softly stroking her sides.

"Only when it's you I'm hugging, mi vida," Y/N responded. She inhaled the smell of Isa's hair as she hid her head in the crook of her neck. Nuzzling a bit closer, she pressed a few light kisses to her neck and shoulder.

- Isabela was known as the most beautiful flower of Encanto for a reason, she was a beautiful woman, inside and out

- so when you finally got lucky enough to get to call her your girlfriend, you would make sure to let her know that you were not going to let her slip away

- having her close to you was making time stop, problems disappear, life get brighter, smile creep onto your face

- her soft skin and hair (and the fact she always smelled amazingly) were making it impossible to not get addicted to her touch

"Isabela, could you give me a hand- oh,' Mirabel stopped mid-sentence seeing her sister being clearly busy.

Isabela and Mirabel were helping Julieta with breakfast. But Isabela proved to not be much help. And the reason for that was Y/N sitting without a word on the counter. She wasn't helping nor was she disturbing their work, so Mirabel didn't mind her. Until she grabbed Isabela's hand and laced their fingers together, that was. Isa couldn't really do much with only one free hand, yet she let her girlfriend hold onto her as if she was her anchor.

Well, for Y/N she was.

"Y/N, can you please let Isa go?"

Y/N shook her head and tightened her grip. "No."

Mirabel sighed.

"Mira, I'm perfectly capable of doing my job with one hand," Isa said as she dropped an arepa. Mira rolled her eyes.

"Fine, you'll get your extra hand," Y/N said, hopping off of the counter. Mirabel raised a brow.

Still holding hands, Y/N started helping Isa using her free hand. Mirabel got what she wanted. Two working hands. She still pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance though.

- the family loves you, sure, but they can't help, but wish sometimes you could let Isa breathe

- Camilo once said that it's getting annoying and Isa planted cacti on his bed

- while you think Isa is a goddess, she thinks you're a blessing

- her little cuddly toy

- at first she thought your clinginess would get tiring after a while

- she was surprised it didn't

- you being clingy didn't necessarily mean that you were glued to her 24/7, no, it sometimes was just you being close or giving Isa something that reminds her of you

- she would be doing errands and you would hook your pinkies together when you'd notice her get annoyed or bored

- you would observe her from across the plaza as she would entertain the kids with flower tricks, occasionally waving at her or winking at her and in return she would blow you kisses and make a rose grow right next to your feet

- you're busy too, so in the morning you'd find her, give her a note with a sweet and thoughtful affirmation for the day

- she'd smile, kiss your cheek and you're both on your way to finish your chores

"Is something wrong, amor?" Isa asked when Y/N laid her head on her lap.

Y/N opened one eye, looking up at Isa. "Nothing's wrong. Not now at least."

"You sure?"

"Mhm," Y/N nodded, closing her eyes again. "I just missed you. You and your comfortable lap."

Isabela smiled, relieved. She relaxed and stroked Y/N's hair. Isa decided to take a moment and appreciate the girl laying on her lap.

Moments like this were rare, but that made them more meaningful, didn't it?

- at the begging of your relationship, Isa was confused at the amount of hugs and kisses she would receive on daily basis

- she thought that you needed comfort and that something was wrong

- it wasn't

- you're just clingy

- and Isa is, like, super warm

- she's like a walking fuzzy blanket

- so of course you'd cuddle her as often as possible

- after some time, she got used to the affection

- sometimes, especially when you're tired, you'd come up to Isa from behind and literally climb onto her back

- wrapping your arms around her neck and legs around her waist

- it was like she was giving you a piggy back ride, only you gave it to yourself

- she could be talking to someone at the moment, she wouldn't care

- she'd continue the conversation as if nothing was happening

- Isa would support your legs with her hands not even looking at you, knowing you probably just need to fulfill the desire to feel the comfort of your girlfriend's touch

- the person Isa was talking to though, let's just say they forgot what they were going to say for a moment there

"Y/N, babe, breakfast is ready," Isabela whispered to the girl. "We should hurry before Camilo eats both our portions."

Y/N only grumbled. She pressed her head against Isa's stomach.

What Isa loved about her girlfriend's cuddles was how random they could be at times. Especially when they took place in bed. Y/N's limbs were always wrapped around Isabela in some way. One time, her whole body was sprawled across the floor except her left leg. Her left leg remained on the bed and it was hooked over Isa's own leg. Weird position, sure, but even in that moment Y/N remained a cuddler.

Today she hugged Isa. But her head was against her stomach and her shoulders were at the same height as Isabela's hips. Y/N's arms were loosely wrapped around her waist. Isa could feel her breath tickling her skin around the belly button. Their legs were tangled together and Isa had a hard time distinguishing her left calf from the right one.

"Y/N, wake up, preciosa," Isabel tried again. She stroked Y/N's hair.

"Fine," Y/N muttered, untangling herself from her girlfriend. "but you have to carry me downstairs."

- Isabela loved you and your cuddles

- you being clingy makes her feel superior

- the way you hug her feels like she's your protector

- your knight in shining armor

- and Isa loves that, it's like your hugs and kisses are compliments

- and she loves them, it's like you're telling her how amazing she is and how safe she makes you feel

- you love Isa, Isa loves you, you're two beautiful girls and you like to be close to each other

- one hug from you and Isa knows you just caged her for life

- she's not escaping from your grasp, ever

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thank you for reading <3