#✽ (045.) wish we could turn back time to the good old days (cesar)

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@burninrcd asked: [ SUPPORT ]:     the sender encourages the wounded receiver to lean against them for physical support. (hit me with cesar and monse because I miss them )

HIS ENTIRE BODY ACHED. He’d been pummeled and punched until he thought he was going to pass out. Somehow, Cesar had been conscious the whole time; he wasn’t sure if that was for the better or for the worse. He’d felt every blow.

And he hadn’t wanted Monse to find out, NOT LIKE THIS. But it was inevitable that they started kissing, that her hands traveled underneath his shirt, that she felt him flinch away and lifted it up to see the bruises.

She pulled him closer, his head now resting on her shoulder. Cesar suppressed a groan at the change of positions. EVEN THE SLIGHTEST MOVEMENTS were painful. “Monse…” He couldn’t look at her. “It’s just some bruises.” Deep down, though, they both knew it was SO much more than that.

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@solarsought asked: Pick my muse up and toss them onto the bed/couch (ramona for cesar because she's a strong wolf)

“Woah!” Cesar let out a slight yelp of surprise, grinning widely as he was tossed onto the bed. “Ramona, jeez…” He laughed softly, looking up at her from where he laid. He had known she was strong, but not that strong. It had shocked him — not that he was complaining. “Get over here.” He held out his arms for her.

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@solarsought

“You won’ hurt him, Cesar.” Kerrianne says quietly before getting up from the spot next to Oscar’s hospital bed. She guides him over to take the seat even placing the boys hand on top of his brothers hand. “He’s just in a coma for now while his body heals. It’s okay- he’ll be okay. Please dont beat yourself up over this it isn’t your fault.”

Cesar felt horrible. He’d gotten into a fight with Oscar — a stupid, petty argument about something that didn’t even matter. And now, Oscar was dying… what the hell was Cesar going to do? Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as he gripped his brother’s hand, looking up at Kerri. “No, it… it is,” he whispered, the tears starting to fall down his cheeks. “How are you so calm? How do you know he’ll be okay?” He looked up at her, eyes filled with worry.

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@solarsought asked: ❛ now , don’t get all emotional on me . ❜ (ramona to cesar)

A smile grew across Cesar’s face at her teasing comment. “Come on, Ramona. I’m not the emotional one here,” he argued, although the fact was debatable. Cesar could be surprisingly sensitive sometimes, but maybe that was just from the trauma he’d experienced. Then again, Ramona had been through hell, too. “Am I not allowed to tell you I love you anymore? Is that too emotional? Because I’ll stop.” Now he was full-on grinning.

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@suchmayhem asked: “ this path you’re on… it’s gonna get you killed. you know that, though; don’t you? “ jonathan @ cesar

He hadn’t chosen this path. By being born as a man into the Diaz family, he was practically forced to join his brother’s gang. And now that he had been jumped in, there was no getting out. His family crest was a gang sign; it always would be, whether he liked it or not.

Cesar let out a sigh. “It won’t get me killed,” he replied, looking at Jonathan with slight annoyance in his eyes. “The Santos protect us. My brother… he wouldn’t let anything happen to me.”

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@burninrcd asked: “you’re hiding something from me. why?” (from monse to one of the boys)

Because it’ll only put you in danger if I tell you. Because I can’t stand the thought of losing you. Because if the rival gangs knew how weak I was for you, you’d never be safe again.

Obviously, Cesar couldn’t say any of that. So, he went on the denial path despite knowing Monse would never let it go. Once she had her mind set on something, nothing could change it. “I’m not hiding anything,” he reassured her, pulling her in for a quick kiss. It was meant as a distraction, but he wasn’t sure if it would work. Monse was smart, and she was great at reading people, too. “Hey — do you want to come over after school?”

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