#hc that ignacio says dude in the summer au

[lunamadrigal]

I haven’t written anything in ages and I fear if I don’t start again the well will completely dry up so I’m going to ramble off a drabble that has literally no tie to anything and is just for giggles. Based on some summer au banter between three weirdos /pos 💕

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🌊 🌴 🥥 ⛱️

Road Trip (part one?)

“Phone? Charger?? Oh! Did you pack sunscreen?!” 

The insides of my hand-me-down faded, what was once mint green, duffle bag jingled about as a pair of frantic hands dug through the contents. It took me a solid hour to arrange everything neatly inside, rolling clothes carefully and tucking everything in its rightful place which was now a complete minefield.

“Má please. Are you serious right now?!” I clenched my teeth in an attempt to reign in the attitude that I felt bubbling up.

She knows how I feel about this. Everything in its place. Order. Perfect order.

“Do you really think Diego didn’t double and then triple check his list before packing?” Auri’s tone sassed out from behind his smirk where he watched in complete amusement as my má tested the level of my patience.

Just breathe. It’s cool. You can fix it later.

“Very funny, hothead.” I tossed my last buñuelo in Auri’s direction and watched as the sugary ball kissed his cheek at full force and bounced to the floor.

“Jerkface.” His smirk grew two inches as he wiped at the grainy bits covering the side of his face.

“SUNSCREEN!?” A high pitched motherly call broke us out of our teasing.

“Luna, will I actually need sunscreen?? Come on. I don’t think so. And besides –” Auri pushed himself off the kitchen counter he was leaning against, pointing one defiant finger at the side pouch of my duffle bag. The bright yellow bottle stuck out like a sore thumb, silencing my má immediately.

Before she had a chance to find another thing to worry over, two loud honks echoed from outside. Followed by one more generously long honk. Three. Three is lucky. I breathed a sigh of relief at the thought.

My má’s lips pursed together tightly, with her eyes scanning around for something else to say, likely already holding back some tears. “We’ll be fine mami. I’ll text you when we get there. Promise.” I held my pinky out to her, wiggling it in the air.

“And you’ll send me photos.” She interlocked her pinky with mine, giving it a squeeze. “And — and —”

A gust of wind interrupted her, blowing a lock of her wavy hair into her face as Auri opened the front door, bags in hand, giving me a fierce eyeroll from the door. He had repeatedly said last night that ‘Luna will be a hot mess when we leave’ and he bet she wouldn’t hold off on the waterworks before we made it out the house. He wasn’t wrong but I was never going to admit that to him.

“GET IN LOSERS!” Ignacio’s famous baritone voice boomed from the cherry red VW bus. Its recent fresh coat of paint reflected the bright summer rays brilliantly back at us, matching the fiery grin he wore as he hung out the open passenger window.

“WE RIDE AT DAWN BOYS!” He added with both fists raised in the air, rocking the bus like a gentle ocean wave.

“It’s NOON! FOOL!” I chuckled watching Javier slink down into his seat in the back of the bus as he was correcting him, regardless of the obvious quote Nacio had been making. 

“Oh whatever bro, chill. You gonna be like this the whole ride to the resort?” It wasn’t much of a question the way Ignacio snapped back at Javi.

Sliding the side door open and tossing our bags into the very end of the bus I crawled in, giving Auri a tug before falling the rest of the way inside. The bus was crammed full of every item imaginable, giving The Little Mermaid and her whosits and whatsits a run for her money.

“Are those flippers?” Auri whispered into my ear, pressed up against my arm tightly. Our two bodies packed like sardines. “And a uh—-”

“Metal detector?” I finished, staring at the odd long object poking through the pile of bags. Undoubtedly one of Javi’s necessities. 

“See…”, nudging his side gently, “... you can never be too prepared.”

Auri’s eyelashes grazed his lids, rolling his eyes so far back I’m sure he saw the inside of his head as he did it. “Course you would say that.” He leaned in and brushed his nose over mine ever so faintly but sending his cheeks a shade usually reserved for his firefly amber flames.

“None of that cute crap on summer vacation my dudes! This ain’t your honeymoon.”

Both of our faces burned ten times brighter hearing Ignacio’s tease. He was musing over his own joke, arms crossed over the passengerside’s headrest as he ducked to fit between the small space.

Two hotheads in one pintsized bus for five hours… What could go wrong? I smiled to myself looking back from Nacio to Auri. Their eyes narrowed on each other in what would surely turn into a heated battle of snarky remarks if someone doesn’t intervene.

“Tunes?” The voice of an angel perked up from the driver’s seat, long dark hair cascading over her shoulder, sporting the most retro pink pair of sunglasses I’d ever seen.

Praise the sweet angelic God’s for Angelina. Her soft kind eyes met mine, thanking her silently.

“Tunes.” I repeated cheerfully, happy for the distraction.

“TUNESSSSSSSS!” Four ecstatic voices harmonized together inside our red shoebox of a bus.

Only one person’s voice was missing among our crews and all eye’s fell on the sour face, poking his golden glasses up the bridge of his nose.

“God. I don’t know these people.” Javi huffed at us with a tiny smile creeping at the corners of his lips.

My smile felt unstoppable as the thought sparked in my mind.

‘Journal, Day 1 Summer Vaca

This is gonna be epic.’

Art found here

Angelina, Javier & Ignacio belong to @cheesy-cryptid & @artsynellyyy

Aureliano belongs to @daliceus

Diego is my oc bebé

Angelina's summer mixtape