#itzan escamilla drabble

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Itzan Escamilla x Reader

Request by anon: Hey can I request an Itzan imagine where reader is 9months pregnant and she gives birth to a girl (they name her Melody) and she hears him talk to the babygirl sweetly while he thinks that the reader is asleep and then he notices that she isn’t and then they have a cute conversation and they kiss. Yeah just very fluffy 🥺 love your writing & stay safe ❤️ thank u! 🤍

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“How are you feeling darling?” Itzan asks softly as he walks into the nursery behind you.

“I didn’t even hear you come home,” You comment, humming in contentment as his arms wrap around you from behind, “But I’m okay. How was work?”

He stifles a yawn, “I hate night shoots.”

“Go and get some rest,” You encourage, letting your hands fall on top of his over your swollen belly.

“No, that’s okay. I promised I’d help you with the last few bits in here,” He assures you, kissing down your jawline lazily as he speaks.

“Don’t be silly, you���ll probably fall asleep trying to put up a shelf,” You roll your eyes, “I can do it honestly.”

“(Y/n), you’re two weeks away from your due date. You shouldn’t be doing anything,” He laughs, “How about we go watch a movie or something to chill for a bit and then we can finish the nursery afterwards.”

“Alright, fine, but you’ll fall asleep in the movie.”

Itzan chuckles and turns you around to face him, “Have you thought of any names today?”

“Still nothing,” You sigh as you hold your bump to waddle through to the lounge in your apartment, “It’s harder than I thought it would be.”

“Well, at least we know we’re thinking of girls names,” He points out as he helps you to sit down on the couch and turns on Netflix to watch the film you’d started watching before he went to work last night.

“I just can’t think of any names that will suit her,” You sigh as you try to find any spot on the sofa that will be remotely comfortable.

“What about... Jasmine?” Itzan suggests as he snuggles down beside you and rests his head on your shoulder, “Or Ariel?”

“Are you just naming the Disney princesses?” You laugh, “Inventive, very inventive.”

“Okay... Marina? Carla? Lu? Nadia?”

You roll your eyes and chuckle, “Again, imaginative but no.”

“There was one name that I saw when I was looking the other day,” He ponders, “It was Melody.”

At that, you start to feel the indescribable feeling of kicking coming from your belly as she clearly wakes up inside of you.

Itzan looks down and places his hand there instantly, “Melody, huh?”

“I think she likes it,” You smile, holding your hand beside his on your bump as he presses a kiss to your shoulder where his head had been laying.

“Melody Escamilla.”

- - - - - -

“You did it,” Itzan beams proudly, sounding breathless as he speaks.

The look in his eyes is an image you’ll capture forever and those words feel like they could echo in your ears for a thousand years. There’s a heading of sweat forming on his forehead and his eyes crinkle with a bright smile as he looks down at where you were propped up in the hospital bed. Somehow, amongst the chaos, he still looks angelic in the off putting hospital lighting. You on the other hand? You were sweating, red, your hair in disarray, your entire body weak - but he was right, you’d done it. And on this day, you’d brought a life into the world.

“I’m so proud of you babe,” Itzan mumbles as he leans forward and presses a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead before letting his lips dip down to kiss yours.

You rest your head against him as he shifts around to perch himself on the bed beside you, an arm wrapping around your shoulders.

“Itzan and (Y/n), say hello to your baby girl,” The midwife turns around with a bright smile and carries the smallest bundle of powder pink in their arms, “Congratulations to you both.”

And for the first time, you feel the weight of your own baby in your arms. She looks so tiny and vulnerable as every feature of her morphs more and more into a human and no longer the foetus inside of you. Her cries have softened now and she’s simply peaceful, setting the tone for the rest of the calmed hospital room.

“Hello darling,” Itzan smiles as he holds one arm around her too, “You made quite the entrance, huh?”

You laugh tiredly and feel more and more of that indescribable attachment form between you and her.

“Do you have a name yet?” The midwife asks, her voice somehow remaining so soothing even after your traumatic and stressful childbirth.

Itzan looks at you and you nod as if confirming his silent question, “Yeah, we do. This is Melody.”

Melody. The principal part in harmonised music. Because that’s exactly what this little girl had done in her short time so far. She’d brought you and Itzan closer than you’d ever thought possible, given you a thousand more reasons to fall in love with your lives, and harmonised the small definition of family that you’d made together. Melody Escamilla.

- - - - - -

You’re relieved to have some peace when you’re taken back to the private room to rest and spend some time with Itzan and Melody. All of the doctors had told you to rest and get some sleep whilst you could. Though it felt near impossible to do so at the minute. You had a thousand thoughts running through your head of what you’d need to do from here, everything you needed to do to be a good mother, had you bought enough nappies?! Nevertheless, you close your eyes and try with every part of you to let sleep wash over your racing mind.

You’re just about to drift off when you first hear Itzan speaking softly beside you. He was sat in the hospital chair adjacent to the bed and had been holding Melody in his arms. She’d been awake for a little while but fell asleep against her father’s chest like she was meant to be there. He still couldn’t bare the thought of setting her down into the Moses basket and instead had chosen to keep her close to his heart - the heart that she already owned.

“You should be proud of your Mummy after today,” He laughs gently to himself, “After the last nine months. You definitely didn’t make things easy for her, did you?”

He’s speaking quietly enough like he desperately doesn’t want to wake you up. But how could you possibly sleep now?!

“You know, (Y/n)‘s always had it in her to be a Mum. She’s an incredible woman - she’s kind, and devoted, and I’ve never met someone so selfless. And please don’t tell her this, but she’s always right,” He chuckles gently as his voice cracks at the words.

You can already feel your bottom lip try to tremble as you turn to glance in his direction. He’s so solely focused on the little girl in his arms that he couldn’t possibly notice your open eyes.

“And now the days here, I’ll learn how to be a good dad. I’ll teach you how to do the stuff that Mummy doesn’t want you to know, and I’ll be harsh when she needs me to be. I’ll learn how to be a good dad. But my wife? The woman you’re so lucky to call Mum? She’s already there. She’s always just been a mother without a child,” His voice breaks as a tear slips down his cheek, “And I’ll forever count my blessings that you came into the world to change that.”

He leans down and presses a kiss to her forehead, cautious as he couldn’t imagine waking her from such a gentle sleep. Only then does he look up to see you looking back at him.

“Hey, darling,” He speaks quietly, “Did you sleep okay?”

He’s oblivious to you having heard any of his silent confessions and you couldn’t break it to him that you’d heard the whole thing.

You force a nod and smile lightly, “Has she been okay?”

He laughs a little, “Probably already tired of hearing her Dad talk too much.”

You smile tiredly as he moves over and sits beside you on the bed.

“She’s perfect (Y/n). She’s so perfect.”

You look at how proudly he looks at Melody, with such admiration in his eyes after a fearfully short time. She’s everything he’d been waiting for since you’d first told him that you were pregnant.

“Itzan, you’ll be such a good father to her. You know that, don’t you?”

He smiles so lightly and leans down to press a kiss to your head, “I’ll do my best.”

“You already are.”

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Itzan Escamilla x Reader

Request by anon: Heyyyy!! Love your imagines so much tbh they make me MELTTTT ❤️ I was wondering if you can write an imagine about Itzan Escamilla (as himself, not as Samu) where the reader is coming to visit the Élite set and then she meets everyone and Itzan falls in love with her at the same moment and he gets shy so Danna helps him out to ask her out on a dinner the same evening which ends up by Itzan & the reader kissing at the end of the night. Thank you & I hope you’re well! Much love 💕💕💕

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Requests are open🤍

“Girl I’m so happy you’re here!” Danna exclaims when she sees you, hurrying over and wrapping you in an embrace, “I’ve missed you so much.”

“It’s so crazy here,” You laugh, watching as another golf cart passes across the set to quickly transport something else.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll show you around - it will feel like a second home in no time,” She jokes, linking her arm with yours as she starts leading you through.

You had been one of Danna’s dancers for a while now and you’d become close friends ever since you first started working with her. Now she was on the elite set, she’d invited you down to meet everybody so that the two of you could have a long awaited catch up.

“I’ll make sure I introduce you to everybody, they’re all nice so don’t worry,” She explains, “We’re kind of busy filming different stuff today so I might have to leave you a bit but there’ll always be someone around.”

She drags you over to one of the trailers and knocks quickly on the door.

“This is Mina!” She beams and a young woman opens the door with a bright smile.

“You must be (Y/n)! It’s so lovely to meet you!” You instantly recognise her as Nadia from the show and you’d heard Danna always speak highly of her.

She engulfs you in a hug and you instantly relax into trusting Danna when she’d said everyone was lovely.

“Hey!” A boy calls from behind you.

You turn around and see the two boys you knew as Ander and Omar from the show walking toward the trailer.

“(Y/n), right?” One of them smiles, walking straight toward you, “I’m Omar!”

He hugs you instantly and you knew Danna was right when she said he was one of the most extroverted on set.

“I’m Arón,” The other boy offers you a wave - Danna was also correct when she said he was a lot more introverted.

“It’s nice to meet all of you,” You smile, “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“All good things I hope,” Omar nudges her, “How long are you here for?”

“I’m in town for a couple of weeks so Danna offered to show me around, I’m just waiting for her to finish filming so we can start performing again.”

They laugh and it makes you feel even more at ease.

“Speaking of which, they were calling you to set Danna,” Arón comments, taking a sip from his water bottle.

She looks at you and sighs, “Are you going to be okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be fine,” You glance around, “I’ll wait for you.”

“Here, I’ll show you around a bit if you’d like?” Mina suggests, “They don’t need me for a while anyway.”

You thank her and she ushers you off through a maze of more trailers, asking you questions about your career and your friendship with Danna as you went through. You’re stopped when one boy comes out of one of the trailers and looks fondly at Mina.

“You’re Dannas friend right? I’m sorry I’m terrible with names,” The boy laughs, “I’m Miguel.”

“(Y/n) - and I’m just as bad with names so don’t worry.”

“(Y/n), I’ll try to remember that,” He grins, giving you a hug too, “Fancy walking down to set with us? I think Itzan and Ester should be around there.”

You agree and follow the two of them. Miguel was just as friendly - asking similar questions to what Mina had, also telling you a little bit about the set and what they’d been filming today. He’d asked for any secrets that he could use against Danna and mentioned that he’d seen you perform at a few shows before.

“Ah! Ester, Itzan!” He calls out to two other people who had their backs to you.

“Ahhh hello beautiful!” Ester grins as she sees you, hurrying over and enveloping you in her arms. You’d met her at a party before with Danna and had stayed in Instagram-comment contact ever since.

“Hey Ester!” You smile, returning her gesture, “It’s so good to see you again.”

“You too, girl! It’s been far too long,” She beams, “Oh Sorry, this is Itzan too.”

The boy looks about your age, fresh faced however to make him look as young as his character. He has sharp features and dark hair that make him seem a lot more mysterious than his bashful smile suggested.

“Hey, nice to meet you,” He nods, glancing down at his feet before glancing back up.

Was he always this nervous?

“Yeah, you too,” You respond, trying to stop yourself from blushing at his adoring gaze.

“Here,” Miguel gestures over to some black canvas chairs, “Take a seat and we can watch the scene.”

You follow where he’d been directing you and sit down in one of the chairs, the one that would be designated for Danna. Itzan takes the seat beside you.

“So how long have you kno-“ He begins, prematurely cut off.

“Silence on set please!” The director calls from their chair.

You offer Itzan a smile instead and turn to watch Danna in her scene with Jorge and the man who played their father.

- - - - - -

“They weren’t too bad were they?” Danna jokes as she walks over to where the group of you had been to watch the scene.

“No, no, not at all,” You shake your head, “Good job on the scene.”

“I find it so hard to not laugh at Jorge!” She exclaims, hitting his arm as he walks up beside her.

The boy laughs and shakes his curls, “Nice to meet you (Y/n).”

Danna turns her attention to Itzan who’s beside you with his eyes trailing the floor, “You okay Itzan?”

He glances up and nods, “Yeah, I’m okay.”

“You sure, buddy?” Miguel clasps his shoulder, “You look a little flushed.”

“No, I’m good,” He slips through the group, getting away from their attention, “I should probably get ready for my scene.”

“They didn’t even call us yet!” Ester laughs, “Whats up with him?”

Danna catches your eye contact and shoots you a knowing look, “I have no idea.”

- - - - - -

“So, they need me to stay for a few hours tonight to do some evening scenes,” Danna explains as she touches up her makeup in the trailer.

“I thought you said you were done for the day?”

“Well, plans change, don’t question it,” She responds with an evident lie, “But I did manage to find you a replacement companion for the evening.”

“What?” You laugh, “It’s fine, I’ll just head back to my hotel room.”

“Itzan wants to take you out.”

“Itzan?” You raise your brows, “He told you that or you forced him?”

She rolls her eyes at you, “He was just too nervous earlier, but he really wants to go out with you.”

You eye her suspiciously, “Okay, fine.”

You couldn’t lie and say that you weren’t excited. He was handsome to say the least and there was something about his offset nervous nature that made him intriguing to you.

“Where are we going?”

“You will find out later, darling,” She shoots you a wink, “There’s an outfit on my rail that you can wear, and I just need you to text me to let me know you’re safe,” She jokes.

- - - - - -

As Danna has promised, there’s a knock on her trailer only half an hour later and you find yourself checking your appearance quickly before opening the door.

“So Danna said you didn’t have plans tonight, and she didn’t want you to be alone,” Itzan explains, “Would you maybe want to go out with me?”

“Yeah, Id love to,” You smile warmly, “I’ll just grab my purse.”

You check your outfit again. Danna had left a pair of suit shorts with a black bodysuit with the matching suit jacket and you were relieved she’d actually given you something that you felt comfortable in.

“So where were you thinking of going?” You ask as you follow the path he takes through the set.

“Danna didn’t tell you? She said she’d already made a reservation when I spoke to her,” He frowns, “I thought you would’ve known.”

You laugh a little, “Looks like neither of us know. I’m sure she’s got a car booked.”

You’re pleasantly surprised by how easily you and Itzan strike up conversation. He was a good listener, you learnt. He was welcoming and easy to talk to and he remembered little details and asked you more about them. You had niche things in common and even started debating things you disagreed on - like your favourite Marvel movie.

It flows so well that you find yourself eating lukewarm food at the fancy restaurant after forgetting about eating for so long. Danna had booked a restaurant for you and she’d already covered the cost of the table. You’d thank her later.

“I’ve had a really great time tonight, thank you for keeping me company,” You smile as the two of you decide to walk back to set instead of taking the car.

He matches your pace as he walks beside you, “I did have to get Danna’s help to try to somewhat ask you out.”

You laugh, “Yeah I figured she didn’t have any scenes to film tonight.”

“Not exactly,” He scratches the back of his neck, “I’m not the best at stuff like this.”

“Well I’d say you’ve done a pretty good job so far,” You reassure him, wrapping your arms around yourself in the cold.

“You’re cold?” He frowns a little, tugging off his jacket without question, “Here.”

You turn towards him and let him drape the jacket over your shoulders. His fingertips brush the hair away from your shoulders and linger there for a moment. You’re pleasantly surprised at the delicate confidence behind his touch as his hand moves to instead cup your jaw and he slowly leans in to match his lips with yours. It’s soft and his lips still hold onto the sweet taste of the champagne from dinner. They’re soft and young and you find yourself practically melting under his gesture.

“Looks like your confidence is improving,” You mumble against his lips as he pulls away slightly.

“Maybe Danna should have a few more evening shoots whilst you’re here,” He smirks, hands sliding down your arms until one of them locks with one of yours.

“Yeah, I think I’d like that.”