#camilo x yn
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You Idiot. ㅡ camilo m.
pairing: camilo madrigal x gn reader
genre: angst to fluff
tags: one bed only trope, argument, name-calling, cursing, developing relationship, cuddling
req: you wanted requests soo.... can you make an angst to fluff where gn reader and him are friends but they fight and theres a time where they have sleep together but theres only one bed and they end up sharing one and end up confessing to each other
Another day, another pain for Camilo Madrigal.
If you think being magical is all cool and awesome, sometimes it's a hell of a burden, and you can see it clearly when you take a good look at the village's shapeshifter.
"Camilo! Can you turn into someone taller and reach this?"
"Camilo! Please take care of my daughter and turn in to me!"
"Camilo! Can you shapeshift into Luisa?”
He can only fake a smile and tend to orders, I mean, that’s what he was meant for right?
Right?
He thought it was, but not until you came along.
“Camilo!” You yelled and waved at him, urging him to come to you. He approached you tending to the broken drum. “Who do you need me to turn into, Y/N?” He replied, sitting beside you who was clearly having trouble over your broken instrument.
“What? No, I just need you to hold this for me while I tie the string on this bongos.” You grabbed the end of the string and handed it to him.
Camilo was taken aback. “Are you sure? I can be Luisa or Jose or Andres if you want.”
You shook your head as you gave him a warm smile. “No I don’t need Luisa or Jose or anyone else, only I need Camilo Madrigal.”
Something sparked in him that day, and he would never forget it.
—
You don’t know what just happened, but this wasn’t what you expected.
Anger, distress, frustration, and a tense atmosphere wasn’t what you expected to come along between you and Camilo.
“Why couldn’t I just have a proper conversation with you, Camilo? Everything that happens between us always ends up being my fault!” You yelled, gripping the hem of your top as hard as you can, you eyes glassy and teary.
“Every time I have a conversation with you, you would always make it about yourself! Can’t I have my own time to share my feelings to my own best friend?” Camilo yelled back.
“You never do! You never tell me anything! Its- It’s that thing you always do where you pretend you’re fine but you’re not and when I try to at least get something out of you, you just pour it all to me like it’s my fault!”
Camilo cursed under his breath. “You don’t tell me what to do, Y/N! You don’t think that I know how to express myself, coming from a mother who’s emotions control the fucking weather?! I am capable of taking care of my own self and I don’t need your bossy ass bitchiness to baby me as if I’m a child!”
This was your last straw.
“Watch your fucking mouth, Camilo. Never did I once force you to do anything. Not even your powers or your goddamn gift because I just wanted you to be proud of your own damn self.” You inched closer to him, griping his ruana and forcing him to look at you. When you saw the once happy hazel eyes turn dark and empty, you mumbled the last words you ever get to say to him.
“I’m not dealing with this anymore. Find another fucking friend that you won’t treat like shit.” Letting go, you turned away and headed home.
Something faded in him that day, and he would do anything it takes to forget it.
—
Those emotions of anger oddly lasted longer.
The two of you were no longer friends. Oftentimes you would pass by each other in the village but in the form of glares and sharp daggers that everyone could notice. No one meddled in the both of you though, it was your problem.
You hated Camilo, your first friend. The friend that would take a bullet for you if you messed up the fruit stall. The friend that sneaked Julieta’s snacks in your pockets so you could get them for free. The friend that would cheer you up when you’re down. Sadly, he was no longer that.
Camilo hated you, his best friend. The friend that would take the blame if Pepa saw him in trouble. The friend that would play music for him when he’s down. The friend that would take his turn playing with the kids so that he could rest. The friend that would constantly remind him of his true identity that gets covered in his shapeshifting abilities. Sadly, you were no longer that.
Weeks went by and both of you still seemed fine. Not that either of you gave a crap, but strangely, it was like back to square one like nothing even happened. Both of you were blinded by anger and hated to realize the empty hole in your hearts that longed for the other. But to be fair, neither of you were THAT close to be intimate. Just like a bunch of friends, there was still space between you two.
For now.
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It was not like Camilo cared at all, but he wondered why he hasn’t seen you in 2 days. It was not the usual. You were always near your house, either tending to your stall or just staying in your balcony reading a book.
But you weren’t.
While passing by your block, he noticed that your window was shut, and your book was torn on the floor. Picking it up, his eyebrows furrowed. Shouldn’t be happy you were gone? Why isn’t he angry?
Camilo couldn’t sleep, and he refuses to believe it was because you. He snuck out his room to take a breather, and walked down to the kitchen probably thinking that he couldn’t sleep because he was hungry.
Shuffling through the cabinets, he heard a rather loud thud from the outside window of Casita. Looking around, he glanced at the shifting tile from the alive house. “Was it you?”
Casita fiddled with the tiles, showing what resembled a shrugging action.
Camilo approached the window and opened it. He saw ruffling in the bushes, and a familiar outfit running into the woods. Dropping his snack, he hopped out the window to chase you.
It wasn’t long before his hand caught yours as you were taken aback. Flinching from the action, you turned around and backed away with glassy eyes.
“What the fuck are you doing here parading late at night?” Camilo snarled at you, eyes giving an emotion you couldn't discern.
You scoffed, dusting your sleeves, “Like you care, just-” You paused.
“-just pretend you never saw me.” You turned around to walk away but Camilo abruptly grabbed your hand.
“You don’t get to disappear just like that! What kind of sick joke are you playing?”
You accepted his tight grip onto your wrist and finally looked at him. “No one fucking cared, Camilo. My family wanted me out and they didn’t give a shit when I did. Did anyone even notice I was gone? No. And I’m happier that way.”
But I noticed. Camilo thought. Wanting to say it out loud but he didn’t.
You continued. “With or without me, everyone is fine. Now pleas- don’t mention this to anyone and pretend I wasn’t here” You tried to let go of his grip but instead he pulled you closer and dragged you to his house.
“Not a fucking chance. I hate you but I’m not an ass that would leave you out here in the open at midnight.”
—
Camilo never let go of your grip. As much as you struggled, you didn’t scream or yell or say a word because you knew of his sister with super hearing. Being forcefully dragged into his room, you only sulked.
Camilo softly closes the door and locks it.
“You’re not leaving here till morning.”
You gasped, “The fuck?! Now you’re holding me hostage?”
Gripping the doorknob, Camilo stared blankly at you. “Idiot, my dad would kill me if something happened to you.”
“Oh. And I thought the Camilo Madrigal was finally getting soft over me” You grumbled, receiving a scoff from the boy.
“Like I care about you.” Ouch. You expected it coming from him but somehow, why did it hurt?
“Not surprised, no one ever does.” Camilo’s eyes softened for a second, hearing the slight disappointment from your tone but shrugs it off. He approaches his bed and fixes the blankets.
“There’s only one bed so, sleep on the floor.” You glared at him.
“The hell? The grass would be a better place if you just let me out.”
“No. Sleep on the damn floor.”
“No.”
“Fucking hell, Y/N!” He slammed his hand on the bedframe, forgetting for a second that it was late at night and he probably startled his sister.
He cleared his throat and mumbled a “Sorry, Dolores” And you kind of softened, seeing him care.
Sighing in defeat, you gave up. “Fine, I’ll sleep on the floor.”
—
You couldn’t sleep. Yeah, it was uncomfortable but for some reason it wasn’t the only one keeping you awake and you don’t know what it was. Standing up, you walked around his room and saw him sleeping comfortably in his bed. Well, you had no other choice.
You slapped his leg, jolting him awake.
“Scoot over.” You mumbled, pushing away the pillows and blankets to make space for you in the other side.
“You’re impossible to deal with.” He only moved aside, being too tired to argue. Putting a large pillow between the both of you, he faced the other way and went back to sleep.
—
You still couldn’t. You were comfortable, but something else was clouding your mind and you couldn’t stop it from doing so. It frustrated you. All the events started flashing back on your mind. Your fight with Camilo, losing your best friend. Your argument with your parents, losing your home. Almost everything that has kept you from sleeping for the past week. You badly needed comfort, something you needed to finally fall asleep.
You looked over at Camilo who was now sleeping facing you. He was lightly snoring, hands under his puffed cheek while his arms were cuddling his pillow.
Were you about to do it?
I shouldn’t-
Ah fuck it.
Mumbling a curse, you fiddled with your blankets and faced his sleeping figure. You took the pillow that was between his arms, jolting him awake once again.
But before he even got to complain, you dove into his arms and hid your face in his chest. His eyes widened, looking down to your head that was snuggled in front of him. Camilo stood completely frozen, not being able to form a coherent thought. You guys were friends, yes but you never hugged him, not until now.
Before he was able to finally say a word, he stopped himself after hearing you sniffle and seeing your shoulders shake. Immediately his fingers went to the locks of your hair and whispered hushing sounds to keep you calm- a technique he used to do for his mom when she was anxious.
“Hey, deep breaths okay?” He mumbled against the crown of your head, trying to take deep breaths to let yours sync with his.
“I’m sorry.” You manage to whisper, face still hidden under his. “I-” You stuttered.
“I miss you.” Was all you managed to say.
All walls manage to break in Camilo’s head. This was the reason why he was also losing his sleep.
Shifting his position, he lifted you up slightly so that your head was lying on his shoulder facing him as his legs were entangled with yours.
“I missed you too.” He said to you, eyes no longer reflecting anger, but sadness and regret. “I’m sorry for being an ass to you. You were only trying to help..”
You looked at him and placed your hand on his jaw, turning it to face you, face only inches apart.
“I’m sorry too, for forcing you to speak, I should have waited until you were comfortable with it.”
He leaned in closer. “I’ve already been comfortable with you.” He smirked.
Seeing through him, you played along. “Oh really? Prove it to me then” You brushed your lips against his and when he closed his eyes, you pulled away from his embrace and rolled over to the side to act like you were going back to sleep.
He gasped dramatically. “You did not just- you fucking tease.”
“Go to sleep, Camilo-” He heard your laugh for the first time in weeks, Oh boy did he miss this.
“You’re messing with me”
“No, I’m not, Madrigal. You’re just in love with me”
“And what if I actually am?” You heard him and immediately blushed, heat reaching every inch of your cheeks.
You sat up to face him. “What?” You managed to choke out, eyes widened. Camilo laughed at you as he opened his arms wide for you.
“Come here and kiss me, you idiot.”
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medialuna // jay (ENHYPEN)
pairing: secretary!jay x CEO!fem!reader (part 12 of the series)
genre: office!au, fluff, smut (minors dni) // warning: older reader; Jay calls reader “Boss”; mentions of anxiety, pregnancy; oral sex (m. receiving, f. receiving); unprotected sex; profanity; semi-public sex? (jay uses a sex toy on y/n); mentions of death; CEO!yn has a health scare towards the end // wc: ~11k
previous (and upcoming) chapters:
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summary: married life with Jay turns out to be even better than you can ever imagine, but work-life seems to be wearing the two of you out, and sometimes certain things do come when you least expect them.
author’s notes: he's back! and I'm back! welcome back!
I cannot believe the last sec!Jay episode was posted literally IN MAY 2023!!! I am so sorry! I had it all planned out... I was going to celebrate this series' first anniversary and have it end in the same month... and I swear I already started writing part 12 even before I released the last two minisodes, but then I got stuck for the longest time, and also busy, but now I am back, so here is part 12.
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It was dark and cold when you opened your eyes. You blinked a couple of times before your gaze shifted to your right, and sure enough, you found his side empty. There was a lump in your throat, and somehow you felt parched. You touched your face only to feel dried tears staining your cheek.
After a couple more seconds, you started to panic, yanking the blanket away from your body and frantically searching for the only source of comfort that you had. The bathroom was empty, so you walked out of your bedroom and scanned the huge living room. You only found unpacked boxes and your sofa still wrapped in plastic, and even the lights in the kitchen were off.
Your hands began to tremble as you made your way to the center of the room. Your head began to spin, and your heartbeat gradually became faster as you tried and failed to gain enough consciousness so early in the morning. Your eyes flickered and you whispered to yourself.
“Phone.”
You went back to your bedroom and immediately grabbed your phone that you had placed on the end table since the night before. You unlocked it and somehow managed to feel even more let down at the lack of notifications. Just as you were about to lose it, you heard the door unlocking and the familiar sound of footsteps entering the house.
Jay was trying his best to make as little noise as possible, but when he saw you walking out of the bedroom, his eyes lit up. Once he registered what was going on though, from the expression on your face, he became worried.
“Hey,” he said softly, just seconds before you threw yourself into his embrace.
You began sobbing on his chest, drenching his shirt in your tears. Your hands were grabbing on the back of his shirt, and with every breath you took your shoulders shook with you. Jay enveloped you in his arms and started making shushing noise.
“It’s okay,” he whispered, squeezing your shoulders. “I’m here. It’s okay.”
Your cries did not seem to be stopping soon, and the sound of your wails created a huge lump in Jay’s throat too. His eyebrows furrowed as he attempted to pull you closer, resting his chin on the top of your head. He did not stop rubbing your back in an attempt to soothe you, and once he heard you quieting down, he started speaking softly.
“Was it a bad dream?” he asked in the lowest voice he could muster.
You merely nodded your head, still burying it in the crook of his neck as you sniffled the tears.
“Were you looking for me?” Jay asked again. You nodded softer this time, and Jay felt horrible. “I’m sorry. I should have left a note or texted you. I didn’t think you would wake up so early. I think I spent way too much time at the gym too.”
You responded only with a sniffle, and you began to loosen the grip on his shirt. Jay immediately took one of your hands off his back and grabbed it tight.
“Here, let me look at you,” he said, trying to pry you away from his body.
You shook your head and hid your face on his chest again, refusing to make eye contact. Jay calmly opened your fist and made you palm his face.
“I’m right here,” he said, placing a hand over yours so you would stay cupping his face. “I’m sorry.”
You shook your head again, and Jay assumed that it meant he did not have to apologize. It was killing him the way you refused to look at him, though, but in reality, you were just embarrassed that you broke down over something so trivial.
Jay turned his face to kiss your palm, and the warmth surged through your whole body. You regained composure, and once you felt calmer, you tilted your face up, nudging your nose to his jawline. In an instant, Jay placed his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you into a kiss.
You kissed him desperately, like you had not seen him in years, and to him it felt like you were trying to breathe in the air inside his mouth. His lips gently danced with yours, stopping in between to let you breathe. His hand never left the back of your head, nor did his arm around your waist, and at that moment you were willing to give anything to make the time stop.
“I love you,” you said as you broke the kiss. Your voice came out as barely a whisper.
Jay nodded, brushing his nose with yours before kissing the corner of your lips softly. He trailed soft kisses from there up to your cheek before stopping on your earlobe. His hand moved up to stroke your hair, making you close your eyes as you listened to his raspy voice right in your ear.
“I love you more.”
---
Jake and Heeseung’s screams of frustration accompanied with Sunghoon’s victorious cackle made the whole room shake. You almost let a clean mug slip out of your hands from the shock, and Jay chuckled at the way you ever so slightly flinched. You looked over your shoulder and saw that the three guys were hunched together, while Isa and Yoon were sitting on the lounge chair across them, eyes glued to the TV.
“I’ll tell them to keep it down,” Jay said, closing in on you and pecking your cheek before he made his way to the living room.
Isa and Yoon’s eyes lit up the moment they saw the tray filled with cold drinks in Jay’s hand, and Sunghoon had to shout at Jake for almost knocking everything down from being so jumpy and chaotic. Heeseung cleared the table to help Jay set the tray down, and then each of them started asking questions about the drinks.
You joined them only after you replied to a couple of messages on your phone, and as you slipped your phone into your pocket you noticed that everyone was already holding their own beverages.
“An informal toast!” Yoon said, raising her glass of iced latte. “To the new house.”
“To the new couple, Mr. and Mrs. Park,” Jake joined in.
“And to Heeseung, for being one of the awardees of our company’s scholarship program,” you ended with a smile.
Heeseung’s jaw dropped, and his eyes widened. Jay was already chuckling, amused at the faces his friends were making.
“Are you serious?” Heeseung asked, looking at you. He then looked at Jay, then at you again.
“Congratulations, buddy,” Jay finally intercepted, nudging Heeseung’s arm with his elbow.
“Cheers!” Sunghoon shouted, surprisingly being the loudest of the group at that very moment.
Three people started talking at once, and you had to jump from one group to another to tend to all their questions.
“So, this housewarming is actually also like a mini wedding reception and like a congratulatory party too? Who is the main character of this party?” Isa asked you, genuinely confused.
“All of you guys, the invitees. And the house maybe,” you replied, smiling sweetly at Isa. “Thank you for coming, girls. I know that you don’t like it when I mix two different groups of friends.”
“That’s bulls, you always nail it when you intentionally introduce your friends to each other. Wasn’t that how we became a trio?” Yoon chimed in, not taking her eyes off her drink.
You continued to talk to the girls for a while until Jake interrupted, claiming that he needed to go to the bathroom, but Sunghoon was taking too long in the guest powder room. You calmly asked Jay to point out the bathroom in the main bedroom before you excused yourself to the kitchen to get a refill on the snacks and drinks.
Not long after, you heard the soft footsteps of Jake waddling towards you. You locked eyes with him, and he was making a concerned and rather uncomfortable face. You immediately started to frown before asking him.
“Is there a problem in the bathroom?” You asked, resting your hand on the counter.
Jake stood beside you and leaned in to be discreet. “You left your sex toy in the bathroom.”
“What?” You half-shouted, half-whispered. “What do you mean?”
“What’s going on here?”
Jay’s voice was calm, but he had it in that lower register that sort of just vibrated, and both you and Jake jumped a little in your places.
“Jake said there’s a sex toy in the bathroom,” you calmly reiterated.
“The fuck are you talking about?” Jay almost spat back in response. You snorted at his reply.
Jake looked at you apologetically before dragging Jay back into the bathroom. You made sure that the others were preoccupied before following the two of them. When you reached the bathroom, you heard Jay’s loud sigh.
“What?” Jake asked, holding up the ‘sex toy’ by its little handle.
Jay’s reaction immediately made sense. You started giggling softly, trying to suppress it from turning into a huge cackle.
“You think that’s a sex toy?” You asked. “That purple spiky-looking thing?”
“Yeah, what do you think we’re supposed to do with it?” Jay added.
Jake visibly cringed. “Ew? I don’t need to know what you two do behind closed doors. I’m just saying if you’re inviting people to your house maybe put away these types of stuff.”
You walked towards Jake, took the ‘sex toy’ from his hand and started pressing it onto his head.
“Noona!” Jake shrieked in horror.
“It’s a scalp massager, Jake! What, just because it’s made of silicone, you automatically assume it’s a sex toy?”
Jay was wheezing against the doorway, and you turned your head to him.
“Baby, don’t laugh like you didn’t think of the same thing when I first bought this.”
Jake’s initially embarrassed face was instantly replaced with relief. The two men then started laughing and yelling at each other while you shook your head and tidied up a little around the sink. When Jay brought up the idea of having a joint get-together of your friends and his, you did not expect it to be this chaotic, but you were glad that you agreed to it.
---
You walked out of your bedroom, one hand rubbing your eye as you tried to stifle back a yawn. The sound coming from the kitchen woke you up, since it was repetitive, and Jay did not seem like he was trying to be quiet. In his defense, he wanted you to know that he was there, so he made loud noises on purpose.
“There’s my beautiful wife,” Jay greeted you as soon as he caught you in his sight. He was doing the rest of last night’s dishes as he waited for breakfast to cook.
“Really?” You chuckled. “I have dried up drool on the corner of my mouth and my hair looks like a bird’s nest.”
“Signs of a good sleep then, that’s nice,” Jay replied nonchalantly. “That means last night I did tire you out, didn’t I?”
Holding back a smile would be useless as Jay was already looking at you with his signature smirk. A proud smirk, you thought. Last night was probably one of the best nights you had with Jay, if you could even list down your favorites.
You had been watching House of the Dragon for a while, and although Jay wasn’t the biggest fan of fantasy mixed with gore, he still sat with you through every episode. It melted your heart that every time a stomach-turning scene was about to come up, Jay would always lean into you and let you hide your face in the crook of his neck until the scene ends.
This time, though, the scene came on without warning and you both gasped loudly at the same time. Your mouth hung open and you knew Jay had the same face despite him rubbing his hand on your shoulder to console you. When the episode ended, you turned to look at him and he smiled apologetically.
“Sorry I wasn’t fast enough to catch that,” he said, pouting.
You quickly turned the TV off and moved to sit on his lap. You thanked him with your mouth, not with words but in a way that you were certain he would appreciate. After a hot minute of making out, you hopped off the sofa and kneeled in front of him, knowing how hard he had already become.
Jay grasped onto the throw pillows and blanket on the sofa as you gave him the suck of his life. He couldn’t stop moaning whenever his tip hit the back of your throat, and the view of him with his exposed and clenched jawline and his eyes rolled back just motivated you to go even harder. He thrusted his hips up and grabbed your arm, which you thought was a warning, so you calmly stroked his thigh until he came in your mouth.
You had to very carefully pull away to not let any of his cum drip to the floor. As you did so, a drop of it trickled down your chin and you swore Jay let out the shakiest breath ever. He sat up and wiped his thumb along your bottom lip, catching the remains and thrusting his thumb into your mouth, making you lick it dry. After that, he rested his hand behind your neck and pulled you into a deep kiss, tasting himself on your tongue.
“Bedroom?” He whispered after you pulled away to catch your breath.
You nodded enthusiastically and the next thing you remember was being naked with him on your new bed with brand new silk sheets. The feeling of the soft sheets contrasting with the way Jay was holding your hips made your heart beat a lot faster, and you desperately tried to slow things down as you took the lead, grinding your hips on his lap as he sat up with you, his cock twitching inside of you every time you clenched around him.
Your hands were touching him everywhere, his cheeks, his jaw, his neck, his shoulders, and as you mustered all the energy you had left to keep the pace, Jay kissed your chin before lifting you up and instantly switching your position. You were now lying on your back, and Jay held your legs spread open as he started to thrust into you faster than before. Your breath hitched and you grasped the sheets behind you, while Jay chased his own high and squeezed your boobs as he released his seed inside of you.
Your heavy breaths were now in sync, and you saw Jay panting, which was something that rarely happens. Usually, you were the only one out of breath, so you couldn’t help but form a small triumphant smile.
“How are we feeling?” you asked as Jay managed to maneuver you both, lying sideways and facing each other without him having to pull out of you.
Jay chuckled softly before kissing the tip of your nose. “I’m so beat right now, fuck.”
You laughed softly and started peppering kisses all over his face, loving the way his arms automatically wrapped around your waist.
“Wasn’t I the one that tired you out?” you said, snapping back to the present and trying to dismiss the image of last night. You did not need to get wet so early in the morning, not when Jay was making breakfast for you both.
“Alright,” Jay replied, wiping his hands on the apron he was wearing. “Let’s say we both did.”
You nodded once and let Jay get back to his thing. He had told you several times that he did not mind being the only one busy in the kitchen, and having you eat whatever he had prepped was rewarding enough.
For you, though, seeing him in the kitchen was a reward in itself, for Jay often cooked or cleaned with sleeveless shirts, or shirtless, or in a unique combination like right now.
“Is that apron really necessary when you’re shirtless like that?” You asked as you sat on the stool facing the counter. You placed your elbows on the counter and rested your chin on the back of your hands.
“I feel like you’re trying to tell me something so why don’t you get to the point?” Jay asked back, smirking at you before diverting his attention back to the meal he was prepping.
“You look very fuckable, husband.”
Jay let out a breathy chuckle before turning around and serving you a plate of omelet with mushrooms and a small portion of salad. You looked at his plate and he had the exact same thing except with cherry tomatoes.
“As much as I’d like to have you for breakfast,” Jay began, “we have a very important meeting this morning and I need you to not skip a meal.”
“Fair,” you replied, smiling when Jay pecked your cheek. He took his apron off before sitting on the stool beside you. “This looks amazing. Thank you, baby.”
“Anything for my queen.”
---
The computer screen in front of you was already set to a dimmer light, but despite that it still hurt your eyes. You had already taken a power nap, finished a cup of iced latte, yet the drowsiness remained. You heard a knock on the door and waited for Jay to let himself in.
“The last meeting of the day is in fifteen, Boss,” Jay said as he walked to you, spinning a pen in his hand and having his iPad secured in his arms. “Still sleepy?”
“You know me best,” you answered, leaning back on your seat and stretching your arms as much as you could. You yawned and Jay had to look away to not catch it too. “I’ll just get cold water.”
Jay looked like he was contemplating something as he watched you walk to the mini bar. After a couple of seconds, he rushed out of the office and before you could even say a word, he returned less than a minute later, holding a small package in his hands.
“I was gonna wait until we got home, but…”
You eyed the box in his hand. He was already smiling at you.
“What do you have there?” you asked, almost too scared to find out the answer.
Jay peeped his head out your door, making sure none of your employees were around. He reckoned that Hwiyoung was on a coffee break, so he calmly closed your door before he made his way back to you.
“Don’t get mad at me, but I ordered this for funsies,” Jay said, giving the box to you.
“You open it.”
Jay sighed and shook his head, thinking that it had been years at this point of him taking orders from you, but he would still do it for another thousand years. He grabbed a pen from your desk and used the tip to break the seal, and within seconds you were looking at a sleek box with a vague image on top of it.
“Is it like a massager? That would make me even sleepier, Jay,” you complained before you could even see the actual item.
“Stay with me,” Jay replied calmly, completely unboxing the item.
It was a two-piece device, one remote and the other…
“It’s magnetic,” Jay explained. “You can clip this to the inside of your panties, and I’ll hold the remote. Wear it during the meeting so you can be alert at all times. When I catch you zoning out, be ready for it to vibrate.”
“You’re fucking joking,” you said, chuckling to yourself. “Right?”
“Baby, I’m very serious,” he replied in his actual serious voice. “When naps and caffeine don’t work, I had to get creative to find a solution.”
“This sounds like more fun for you,” you sighed, taking the device from his hands and examining it up close.
“Well, yes, but you’ll feel the pleasure.”
As you were holding the main device, Jay pressed the remote and it vibrated in your hand. You almost jolted from the shock and you both laughed out loud from your reaction. Jay quickly turned the device off and took it out of your hand.
“I understand if you don’t want to try it now. We can always do it some other time,” Jay said, turning his back to you and already packing the device back into its box.
You licked your lips before you made your decision. You took a step closer to Jay and held his wrist, stopping him.
“I’ll do it.”
---
During most meetings, your presence is usually needed to review your team’s ideas and give necessary feedback. This means that you rarely had to speak, and around eighty percent of the time you would always be listening to other people speak. When you’re sleepy and losing focus, this easy task could be particularly hard to follow.
You and Jay were sitting at the end of the table, the farthest from the whiteboard and the chairs where the speakers were gathered. The meeting room was large enough to have everyone sit with ample space between each other, making them have to lean in if they wanted to whisper a thought. You had both your hands clasped in front of your face, your lips touching your thumbs as you were listening to Keeho’s presentation.
Jay caught you slow blinking several times before you shut your eyes for more than two seconds. He reached into his pocket and pressed a button on the remote. Your body jolted awake, and to quickly hide the reaction you faked a sneeze.
“Bless you, Miss,” Keeho said without missing a beat before continuing to talk.
You side-eyed Jay and he immediately mouthed ‘sorry’ to you. He winked and took his hands out of his pocket, and you relaxed for a moment. The meeting carried on and you started making notes on your journal while waiting for the next speaker to set up. Jay then noticed that the movement of your pen paused, so he slid his hand into his pocket again and pressed the remote.
The shock you expressed this time was in the form of a slam on the table. Your team thought you were losing patience and they apologized to you in an instant, almost in unison. Jay had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from laughing, and once Beomgyu started his presentation, you lightly slapped Jay on his thigh.
You were now paying close attention to Beomgyu and you even commented on a few things, earning more comments from the rest of the team. While Yeji was telling you about her thoughts on one of your remarks, Jay pressed the button on the remote. You couldn’t hold back from letting out a moan this time, but you were quick to put a hand over your stomach.
“Sorry,” you quickly muttered. “That time of the month,” you continued, faking a smile.
“Oh, I can talk to you about this some other time, Miss,” Yeji replied, smiling back with concern. “Maybe Beomgyu could wrap up.”
As your team refocused their attention back to Beomgyu, you shot daggers at Jay with your eyes and a look that said, ‘what the fuck was that for?’. Jay only threw a smug smile as a response.
The meeting was eventually adjourned since it was getting late, and you had always been against your team working overtime unless it was absolutely necessary. That, and the fact that Jay could not stop pressing the remote and driving you crazy.
“You seem to be having way too much fun,” you said to him as you stared at the elevator waiting for it to arrive.
Jay stood proudly beside you, both his hands in his pocket and his head tilted up slightly. You had never seen him this cocky. The elevator then dinged and as you entered, you were relieved to find it empty. However, you heard several people talking and before you knew it, Yeji, Beomgyu, and Keeho joined in the elevator.
“Miss,” Keeho greeted you with a smile. “Going down?”
Beomgyu was about to press the lobby, but you shook your head and Jay cleared his throat.
“Back to the office, actually,” Jay clarified. “You guys can go home though.”
Beomgyu nodded and pressed the number to your floor. The three of them stood in front of you, talking to each other in whispers. The elevator ride down felt like it took so long, and it did not help that Jay pressed the remote in his pocket, again.
“Shit,” you muttered, leaning into Jay and grabbing his arm for support.
Jay’s cocky smile quickly shifted into fake concern once he noticed everyone looking at you.
“Are you okay, Miss?” Beomgyu asked.
“Miss, I have painkillers but they’re at my desk. I can go get it for you,” Yeji chimed in, reaching to touch your arm.
You merely grabbed onto Jay and squeezed his arm unnecessarily hard. Jay winced and chuckled to defuse the tension.
“I got it from here, guys. Thanks,” Jay smiled at them, putting his hand over yours and caressing you gently.
You arrived at your floor and as you exited the elevator with Jay, your employees waved at you still with concerned looks on their faces. As soon as the elevator door closed, you yanked your hands off Jay’s arm, and he cackled as he followed you back to the office.
You had dismissed Hwiyoung earlier, so you did not have to worry about any employees lingering around your office. You swung the door open and pulled the hair clip off your hair, throwing it haphazardly on your desk. Jay followed you and closed the door behind him before taking the remote out of his pocket.
“Mission accomplished?” Jay asked, dangling the remote in front of your face.
“Shut up.”
You threw your body towards him and he caught you in his arms, also catching your lips in his. The remote dropped from his hand and you continued to move closer to him, making him take several steps backwards until he hit a wall. Your hands were firmly cupping his face so you could dominate the kiss, but his hands were roaming freely all over your body.
“You made me all wet,” you whispered, kissing his cheek. “That wasn’t the goal.”
Jay smiled, pushing your skirt up your thighs and reaching for your panties to detach the device. “But what if it is?” he asked as he got rid of it. “What if the goal is exactly to make you wet?”
“Then you’re gonna have to clean up,” you muttered, pulling him by his tie and switching positions, making him cage you with his arms. “Be a good boy, will you?”
You placed both your hands on his shoulders and started pushing him down to his knees. The moment he realized what was going on, Jay chuckled and ran his hands down your sides as he went down. He even dragged your panties with the hook of his fingers and carefully took them off your feet.
He looked up at you with his gorgeous, gorgeous eyes and you took a deep breath before you witnessed his face disappearing under your skirt. You let out a soft whimper when you felt his plush lips kiss your folds, and it did not take long for him to completely devour you, making your lewd moans escape your lips. His hands were parked on your ass firmly, and you began slowly grinding your hips while you placed the back of your arm against your mouth to conceal the noises you were letting out.
Your other hand snaked down to the back of his head, and you tugged on his hair. Jay moaned into your cunt and kept his pace until he noticed your legs tensing up. The grip on his head became stronger as you reached your high, and he was moaning softly along with you, his voice muffled by your own heat.
Jay lifted his head up to look at you, and he was proud that the look of your fucked out face was the one to greet him. You looked at him and saw that his face was a mess, his drool mixed with your cum stained all over his mouth, so you calmly wiped his lips with your thumb.
“Stand up,” you whispered, licking your lips.
Jay did as you said and you greeted him with the softest kiss, feeling him melt into your touch.
“Do you think we can do that again?” Jay asked, brushing his nose against yours.
“Yes, but not in front of my employees,” you answered.
Jay chuckled and you smiled at him. “Out in public, maybe?”
“Sure,” you replied. “But only if you fuck my brains out afterwards.”
“Deal,” Jay said in a split second. “That’s an even bigger win for me.”
---
You were sitting on an outdoor lounge chair by the porch, legs up and facing the beach that was walking distance from the villa. On the coffee table was your laptop, showing several windows open as well as a pile of documents to its side with your sunglasses case acting as a paperweight. As you were reading a chat from your phone and crosschecking it with a document on your screen, you felt a soft tap on your arm.
“Auntie.”
You turned your head and smiled as soon as you saw Ayun.
“Can you brush my hair?” she asked politely, holding up a hairbrush with one hand.
“Of course, darling,” you replied, setting your phone on the table and patting your thighs. Ayun immediately climbed to sit on your lap.
From inside, Jay was prepping the ingredients for an early dinner, and he could see the porch from the huge window on the side of the kitchen. He paused cutting up the potatoes to watch your interaction with Ayun, and soon after, Seungho entered with a couple of snacks and drinks in his hands.
“In case you need refreshments,” your brother said, setting the snacks on the table and heading over to the fridge to store the drinks. “Whatchu got there?”
“Oh, uhm,” Jay stuttered at the sudden appearance of your brother. “Just Japanese-style curry, if that’s okay?”
Seungho chuckled. “What do you mean ‘if that’s okay’? You’re the chef here, we’re definitely just gonna eat what you make. Oh, by the way, Byunghee can’t handle spice.”
“Noted,” Jay replied. “I’ll have the chili flakes separated and served on the table later.”
“Awesome.” Seungho smiled and took a few steps closer to where Jay was standing. “Are you sure there’s nothing I can help you with? I mean, I did hear from my sister that you’re very much a lone chef…”
Jay nodded. “And she is right. I’ve got it covered. Thank you, though. And thanks for inviting us to stay for the weekend.”
Seungho smiled and waved his hand. “It’s nothing. I really wanted to spend more time with family, and I figured the only way to make my sister come down here to Jeju is to forcefully book her tickets and let her stay in this beach house—oh, my God that is adorable!”
Jay blinked and quickly joined Seungho looking out the window. You were holding up your phone, having it on selfie mode, while letting Ayun sing whatever song she was trying to belt out. Ayun was giggling because of the cat filter you had put on.
“For someone who says she doesn’t like children, she really is good with them,” Seungho said, sounding a little solemn.
“She is,” Jay responded, almost a whisper. He then cleared his voice and continued with the meal prep.
“I’m actually glad that we decided to adopt Ayun. I don’t know if my sister had told you, but initially we wanted to be child-free. Some time along the way I think our views both changed.”
Jay had to stop chopping a carrot to gather his thoughts and process Seungho’s words. “I think you both made a great decision. Ayun seems to be happy having two great dads.”
Seungho chuckled softly and smiled to himself. “Thanks for saying that. I’ll get out of your hair now.”
Just as Seungho reached the doorway, Byunghee appeared.
“Go get our daughter and play with her for a bit. I wanna talk to my sister,” Seungho said, placing a hand on Byunghee’s shoulder.
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You were drying your hair in the bathroom when Jay entered after knocking on the door softly. He gave you the warmest smile and you noticed the hint of fatigue on his face.
“Ayun doesn’t seem to get tired easily, does she?” you asked knowingly.
Jay pouted and nodded, and his adorable expression made you laugh. He stood next to you, and you made room for him, scooting to the side so he could use the sink.
“I had a long talk with Seungho earlier,” you said as you watched him reach for the toothpaste. “He seems to be very proud of Ayun and is having a blast raising her with Byunghee.”
“I can see that,” Jay replied, his voice muffled by the toothbrush in his mouth. “And Ayun is such a nice little girl. I’m sure they’re doing something right.”
You nodded and fell silent as you put away the dryer and began organizing the skincare by the sink. Jay noticed your unusual behavior and quickly wrapped up brushing his teeth.
“Penny for your thoughts?” he said after rinsing his mouth one last time.
You tilted your head and hesitated for a second. “I know that we haven’t really talked about it before we got married, and that’s on me, but what are your thoughts about having children?”
Jay smiled at you softly and turned to face you. He began rubbing both your shoulders with his hands. “Is this what you talked about with your brother?”
“Answer the question, Jay.”
“Alright, Boss,” Jay chuckled, leaning in to peck your cheek. “It’s your body. If you want children, then I will be happy to have them with you. If you don’t, I respect that.”
“Are you being honest?” you retorted, furrowing your eyebrows.
“When have I ever lied to you, Y/N?”
You were about to list all the excuses he had given you before, but you realized all of it was to keep the proposal a surprise. Every little white lie he told you was a cover up that led to him proposing to you, so you couldn’t really count those.
“Really? Playing with Ayun all day didn’t make you feel some sort of spark?” you asked again, this time crossing your elbows in front of your chest.
“How about you?” Jay asked back. “You spent a lot of time with her today. Did it awaken something in you?”
“You always ask me back my questions without answering,” you pouted, shoving his hands away and turning away from him.
Jay smiled and looked at you through the reflection in the mirror. “If I don’t Uno-reverse you, how will I ever know what you really think? I can’t read minds, my love.”
You pouted even more and began leaning into Jay, throwing all your body weight on him. He responded by circling his arms around your waist, pulling you into a hug. You continued to look at each other through the reflection.
“I don’t like kids in general, but maybe I’d like them if they were ours?” you asked, unsure.
“If we had a mini-me and mini-you that would literally be the most adorable thing,” Jay agreed. “But again, it’s your body. I know the thought of pregnancy isn’t that dreamy to you, so we can consider adopting if you really want us to raise a child? We can follow in your brother’s footsteps.”
Hearing Jay’s suggestion, a smile creeped up on your face. You closed your eyes and tightened your arms around his body, nuzzling your face to his neck.
“I married the right man,” you mumbled, taking in his scent.
Jay smiled and moved his head to kiss your temple. “Aren’t you glad?”
You pinched Jay’s waist as a response to his remark and he winced before letting out a hearty laugh. Your nose brushed against his chin as you attempted to kiss his jawline.
“So, ultimately I get to decide because it’s my body, right?”
Jay hummed as he squeezed you tighter, trailing his hands down from your hips to your ass.
“There’s a part of me that’s yours too, though,” you whispered, resting your head on his shoulder and looking at him through his reflection again.
“Your heart?” Jay replied.
You let out a breathy chuckle as you shook your head. “God, you’re such a romantic.”
Confused, Jay pulled away from you to look you in the eyes. You grabbed his hand from behind your waist and guided his palm to touch you between your legs.
“Oooh,” Jay reacted, nodding his head. “I get it now.”
“Idiot,” you muttered, pulling his face in for a deep kiss.
Jay kissed you passionately, pressing his body onto yours until you had to arch your back, feeling his hands squeezing your ass. You held his face firmly, moving your lips in sync with his and letting your tongues dance together. He bit your lower lip gently and you chuckled softly.
“Minty,” you commented.
Jay smiled and pecked your cheek three times. “Better than morning breath, right?”
You grinned and shook your head as you took his hand in yours and led him to the bed. You sat down on the edge, and he watched as you began to undress, leaving nothing on your body. You then wondered why he was just standing there doing nothing.
“Baby?” you called. “What’s wrong?”
Jay shook his head, never taking his eyes off your body. “You’re just so beautiful.”
You scoffed. “You’ve seen me naked a million times…”
“Take the compliment, Y/N.”
The tone in the way he said your name made you visibly blush. You brought your hands up to cover your mouth because you did not want to let Jay see your stupid grin.
“And you’re a professional panty-dropper, Jay, so please just get naked with me.”
Jay laughed at your ridiculous remark, and you laughed with him, waiting patiently until he got rid of all his clothes. When he was finally naked, he lifted you up by your waist and you shrieked as he moved you to the center of the bed.
“Sssh!” Jay said in a hurry, bringing one hand to cover your mouth. “I think your brother is still awake.”
“Jay, we’re adults, they are adults, they know what we’re doing anyway.”
“Yeah,” Jay replied, his hand moving to caress your face. “But if I had a sister, I wouldn’t love it if I could hear her getting railed.”
You groaned in disgust and Jay just laughed, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “Are we doing this or what?” you complained, lightly slapping his arm.
“Be quiet for me, okay?” Jay said as he began rubbing your waist.
“I thought you liked to hear me moan,” you complained, pouting.
Jay let out a moan of frustration and you chuckled before he silenced you by shutting your mouth with his. You both smiled into the kiss before you felt his hand squeezing your ass and moving down to spread your legs. The soft chuckles you let out turned into whimpers, and your body twitched whenever Jay put pressure on your folds with his fingers.
“Jay,” you called out breathlessly after minutes of him playing with your cunt. “I want you.”
He kissed your cheek and let his lips linger there for a moment before he whispered in your ear. “I know.”
Jay coated his fingers with your arousal and spread it all over his shaft. You licked your lips in anticipation as he aligned himself with you, and you took a deep breath as you felt him enter you. Your mouth hung open and your eyes closed, and as Jay began thrusting in and out of you, he intertwined his fingers with yours, placing your hand above your head.
He knew what he had to do to make you moan, he knew all the right buttons to push, so out of courtesy, tonight he took it agonizingly slow. Every deep and slow thrust he made only made your breath hitch, and the loudest sound you let out was a whimper. You felt his hand grab your thigh and you instantly wrapped your legs around his waist.
His chest was pressed onto yours, and the heat of his body was enveloping you and beginning to cloud your senses. You could feel his cock twitch inside of you whenever you clenched harder, and you were delighted to hear his soft little grunts by your ear when it happened. His arms flexed as he continued to hover on top of you, and you started to caress his shoulders to soothe him.
“I’m close, baby,” you whispered, grasping his shoulders.
“Cum for me first, love,” he replied, brushing your hair back.
Jay leaned into you and began sucking on your neck softly, knowing just the right thing to make you reach your high faster. He noticed your body tensing and he sucked harder, deciding not to worry about the mark that would be left on your skin. As you climaxed, you whined near his ear and he calmly shushed you, kissing your cheek.
“I love you,” he mumbled, lips brushing yours. “So much.”
You felt him release his seed inside of you and you hooked your feet together, pushing his body even closer to yours. His hips rutted and he groaned softly into your ear, so you brought your hands up and entangled your fingers in his hair. Jay licked his lips before he pushed himself up to get a look at your face.
“I love you,” you mouthed, smiling when he leaned in to kiss your lips.
Jay smiled and carefully pulled out of you. When he moved to the side, he placed one hand over your core, and as he felt his cum dripping out of you, he slid a finger over it and stuffed it back into your cunt. You almost hissed at the feeling, grabbing onto his shoulder again.
“Wouldn’t want to waste a single drop,” Jay whispered, kissing your chin. “Also, I don’t want to dirty these expensive looking sheets.”
You laughed but it came out as a snort, and Jay found it hilarious that his body began to shake with the silent laugh that he let out.
“Not too loud!” Jay half-whispered, half-shouted.
“At this point my brother is going to think we’re just watching Netflix in bed,” you whispered back.
“That might seem like a better option,” Jay replied, bringing his hand back to your waist and squeezing it softly. “Do you need another shower?”
You shook your head. “I kind of like the feeling of being sweaty after having sex with you.”
Jay smiled, proudly. “Good. Me too.”
---
The ride to the office was quiet since both you and Jay were busy with your own gadgets. Jay was reviewing a presentation that he had made, while you were checking unread messages on your phone. Your hand stopped scrolling once you read a status from an old friend, and you immediately set your phone gently on your lap and brought one hand to cover your mouth.
“Is something wrong?” Jay asked, noticing the shift in your gestures.
“An old friend from college passed away,” you muttered, moving your hand to massage your temple. “I knew that she was sick, but I haven’t checked on her over a month.”
Jay deemed that the situation was too delicate for him to even comment, so he set his iPad down and grabbed your hand. He held you tightly, intertwining your fingers and caressing your hand with his thumb. Once you adjusted your seat and took a deep breath, he looked at you carefully before he spoke.
“If you wish to visit her family, I can cover for you,” Jay said, looking at the road ahead.
“It’s all the way in Busan,” you replied, already sounding so defeated.
“I’ll book you a flight.” Jay squeezed your hand before letting go. “We’re here. I’ll ask Hwiyoung to sit in for the meeting while I handle the rest of it.”
“I’ll be on standby, Miss,” Mr. Lee chimed in, smiling at you through the rearview mirror.
You sat still in your seat as Jay grabbed his bag and opened the door. Mr. Lee even turned around slightly to look at you both.
“I got this, Y/N.” Jay leaned into you and kissed your cheek. “Mr. Lee, if you don’t mind would you kindly drive her back home so she can pack? I’ll text you the details of the flight later.”
Mr. Lee nodded and waited for Jay to close the door. He then rolled down the window for you and Jay bent over to look at you. You had tears welling up in your eyes and you could only mouth ‘thank you’ to him. He smiled at you and blew you a kiss before standing up straight and turning around.
---
The day went by in a flash. You arrived just in time for your friend’s funeral, and you were glad that you chose to wear all black when you were getting dressed earlier in the morning. After giving your condolences to the family, you had to stick around for a meal and ended up meeting other friends that you met back in college. The brief catch-up was quite pleasant, but you left with a heavy heart.
Jay decided to pick you up from the airport himself, since you insisted on flying back the same night instead of the next morning. You did not have to wait long until your car pulled up, and when you hopped in, Jay leaned over to place a soft kiss on your cheek. He let you both sit in silence, knowing that it wasn’t the right time to be asking you a bunch of questions. At almost every red light, when Jay’s hand was idle, you intertwined your fingers with his and he gave you a reassuring squeeze before the light turned green again.
When you arrived home, Jay quietly took your bag and your jacket and waited for you to walk ahead of him towards the house. He began tidying up a little as he let you unwind and do your own thing, and he turned on the jazz instrumental playlist that you had displayed on the TV. You checked on him once in a while as you took your make up off and undressed to get into the shower, and you saw him cozied up on the sofa with a book. You had no idea that the respectful silence he gave you would make you feel comforted and guilty at the same time.
You still had a towel wrapped around your head as you walked towards him in your new silk pajama set. He looked up from his book, and before he could say anything, you spoke first.
“Namjoon was there.”
You noticed the subtle shift of emotion in his eyes before he straightened his position and made room for you to sit.
“My friend,” you began, “may she rest in peace, was the one who introduced me to him, so it would be weird if he wasn’t there.”
Jay looked at you and found you staring blankly at the coffee table in front of you.
“Everyone else was there too. Some I haven’t seen in years, and they thought that Namjoon and I were still a thing.”
You could hear rustling beside you and you noticed that Jay was quietly putting his book away.
“We talked a lot, all of us. And just the two of us too. It was nothing important…”
You began to realize that Jay had been quiet for longer than usual, and it had never happened before, so you stopped mid-sentence.
“Please say something,” you whispered, almost to yourself.
Without a word, Jay moved closer to you and pulled you into his embrace. You cried, staining his shirt with your tears, and as you were shaking in his arms, he tried his best to console you with his warmth. He rubbed his hands along your arms and your back while he repeatedly whispered ‘it’s okay’ into your ear.
“You’ve had a long day,” he finally said, pulling away from you. “You need to get some rest.”
“You’re not mad?” You asked, eyes still teary yet beaming at him.
“Why would I be?” Jay replied, wiping his thumb along your cheek. “Go to bed, I’ll be with you in a minute.”
You nodded and let Jay help you stand up before you turned and headed towards the bedroom. After getting rid of your towel and sliding underneath the blanket, you realized that Jay was probably going to take some time to wash up, so you decided to go on your phone and backtrack the chats and interactions that you had with your friend.
First, you went to your phone’s gallery, but you could barely find any pictures of the two of you, so you went to your cloud storage to dig for pictures dating back to more than a decade ago. You found screenshots of your chats with her, and you made yourself laugh as you reread the chaotic conversations you used to have. Your weak smile was instantly replaced with faint sobs as you let the thought sink in—that you were never going to have a chat with your friend again.
You almost jumped from the bed when you felt Jay’s arms sneak around your waist. With one hand, he gently took your phone away from you, setting it on the end table. He then pulled you into his arms, caging you completely. You could not muster a word out of your mouth, so you brought one of his hands to your lips and kissed it, leaving a tear-stained mark on the back of his hand.
---
You woke up to complete silence. The sun was already shining brightly, and you did not have to squint since the curtains in your bedroom were left closed. It took you a couple of seconds to register the faint noise in the background, seemingly coming from the kitchen. As you turned to look at Jay’s side of the bed, you found it empty, and you saw a note sitting on top of his pillow.
“Be ready for breakfast once you wake up,” it said.
Smiling to yourself, you shoved your blanket away and went straight to the bathroom to wash up. All you did was brush your teeth and wash your face and put on the quick version of your morning skincare routine. You changed into a new crop tee but left your pajama pants on, thinking that you look pretty enough from your torso and up.
Your slippers made a muffled sound and as you reached the kitchen, Jay turned around to face you. He gave you a big smile before plating the pancakes he just made on a plate for the both of you. You chuckled when you saw your plate with perfectly stacked pancakes and garnish that was obviously carefully put, while Jay’s plate had three stacks of pancakes that almost looked like the leaning tower of Pisa with the fruits haphazardly spread around the edges.
“Perfect timing,” Jay said, wiping his hands with a tea towel before taking his apron off. “Good morning, my love.”
You walked towards the counter but completely ignored the breakfast. Instead, you took a couple more steps to reach your husband and threw yourself into his arms.
“It’s always a good morning if I wake up to the sound of you,” you murmured, lips touching his neck. You could hear him chuckle softly.
“I’ve trained myself to be only slightly noisy if I wake up before you,” Jay replied. “Now let’s dig in.”
You shook your head, bumping it with his shoulder. Jay had to take a step back to look at you with furrowed eyebrows.
“Have I told you lately that I love you?” You asked, tilting your head.
Jay smiled before pecking your lips. “Even if you don’t tell me, I already know.”
You hummed as you let him pepper soft kisses all over your face. “So can I still show you even if I don’t tell you?”
Now it was Jay who was tilting his head. “What do you mean?”
You sighed and shook your head gently. Then you placed a hand to cup Jay’s face and kissed him on the chin. “Take the hint, Jay.”
“Uhm,” Jay gulped. His eyes fluttered shut as he felt your lips trailing wet kisses along his jawline. “Okay.”
You both laughed at his awkward response but then Jay quickly silenced you with his lips. The way he kissed you with force made you arch your back, almost losing balance, but his arm was firmly wrapped around your waist. With every aggressive kiss that landed on your face, he took a step forward until he cornered you to the counter.
“Thank God our kitchen is huge,” Jay whispered, picking you up by your waist and making you sit on the counter.
You giggled and nodded, resting your arms on his shoulders. He stood between your legs and stared at you for a while, eventually making you blush and look away.
“My gorgeous, gorgeous wife,” he said, cupping your face and turning your head to face him again. “How did I get so lucky?”
“I could ask myself the same thing,” you replied. You did not blink as you grazed your lips along his.
When Jay latched his mouth onto yours, your hands immediately slid down his biceps and made their way to his abs, lingering for a second before you slipped one hand into his pants. He gasped slightly against your lips as he felt your fingers wrap around his hardened length.
“Good morning to you, Sir.”
Jay almost snorted at your remark, but he quickly set the mood again by resting the palms of his hands on your ass and squeezing them. You yelped at the gesture and buried your face in his neck to laugh wholeheartedly. Jay managed to find his way back to your lips, kissing you endlessly, passionately, like you were the only thing he needed to breathe in.
Everything else went by so fast but so slow at the same time, you felt. In mere seconds, Jay got rid of his pants and yours too, and the next thing you remember was him thrusting into you at a frustratingly slow pace. You wanted him to go fast, but you also wanted to savor every moment. You wanted him to go hard, but you also wanted to feel every part of your skin light up whenever he touched you, or whenever he twitched inside of you.
Jay kept the slow pace as he rested his forehead against yours. He was breathing through his mouth, and you could feel the air around you turn into his scent. His sweat trickled down his face, and you caressed his cheek and rested your hand there, closing your eyes while you bask in the feeling of being completely enveloped in his warmth.
Your moans were repetitive in his ear, but there was no sound that he wanted to hear more. The way you grabbed on his shirt and bunched the fabric in your fist just made him want to thrust into you more, to be deep inside you even more. He placed a hand on the small of your back, gently pushing you more towards him, and you wrapped your legs around his waist and latched your feet together, locking him in.
“Jay,” you whimpered, slowly losing your breath.
“I got you, baby,” Jay replied, kissing the back of your ear.
You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and felt him rut his hips into yours, and seconds later you felt the warmth of his cum coat your insides. Jay tilted his head to kiss your neck and suck your soft skin a little more intensely, sending you to your own high too.
You both stayed in the same position, panting almost in unison. When you felt him starting to pull away, you placed a hand on his back.
“Stay,” you whispered. “For a bit.”
Jay adjusted his position and placed his palms on the counter, lifting his head to look at you. His smile looked tired, so you gently caressed his face and brushed his hair back.
“Jay,” you began speaking in the softest voice you could muster. You saw his eyes lock with yours. “I need you to know that I’m yours. Heart, body, mind, and soul.”
Your statement was merely met with a blink of his eyes, so you decided to elaborate.
“I know I might not say it as much as you do, but I truly love you. And I might not show it in the same way as you do, and I don’t know why, but I try to, and…”
Your sentence was put to a halt because of your sealed lips. Jay pulled back from your lips with a smack.
“I know,” he said. “Believe me, I do. So don’t you worry.”
You had to fight back tears from streaming down your face again, so you pulled him into another hug. He took in your scent and breathed against your shoulder.
“I’m yours too,” he mumbled. “Completely.”
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The next months, you swore, went by in the blink of an eye. The last quarter of the year was always the busiest period for almost any company, and it included yours. You were having back-to-back meetings, flights to cities you had never been before, and you also had to supervise a new group of interns that your staff had hired.
Jay was surely the most valuable person through it all. He always made sure you were taken care of, both at the office and at home. He also kept a close monitor of his own health, claiming that he could not take care of you if he was not in his best condition. He would forget small things occasionally, but you never gave him hell for it.
You found yourself more accommodating as well, saying yes to almost everything he suggests related to your best interest. You had been having fewer arguments, but more comfortable silences. All in all, the hustle and bustle of your daily lives somehow made your relationship even better.
Until that one fateful day, where you had to attend an important meeting that clashed with another scheduled meeting in your office. After a slight panic in rearranging things, you decided to delegate Jay to the meeting outside so you can handle the one in your building. Luckily, Yeji was right by your side to take over Jay’s usual position.
You were feeling off from the minute you woke up, but you tried your best to hide it because it was an important day. Jay had even more things to worry about too, so he wasn’t exactly as attentive as other days. In fact, you managed to breathe a sigh of relief the moment he told you he was leaving for the meeting.
The sharp stabbing feeling on top of your left eye did not wear off as you tried your best to focus on the presentation. Yeji glanced at you whenever you brought a hand to touch your forehead, and eventually you did it so many times that she just had to ask.
“Are you alright, Miss?” She leaned into you, trying to keep her voice low.
You nodded gently. “I think I need to use the restroom.”
The large meeting room was on the floor above your office, so it would take too long if you used your private bathroom. You turned your heels towards the women’s restroom, gently letting the door go and close behind you.
It took a while for Yeji to notice that you were taking a bit too long. She only noticed after the other attendees started getting restless because they expected to hear direct feedback from you. Yeji then quickly stood up and excused herself to go fetch you from the bathroom.
“Miss?” She called, pushing the door open.
You had your head down facing the sink, and your hands were grasping the edge of the counter so hard that your knuckles were turning white.
“Miss?” Yeji started to sound worried. “Miss, are you—”
Your hand slipped and you almost hit your head on the floor as you slowly slumped, but you could hear Yeji’s breath hitch as she desperately tried to reach you before you could hurt yourself.
“Miss!”
You were losing your vision, but you felt your head resting on Yeji’s lap. You heard Yeji saying that your lips were so pale and your hands were cold as ice. In the midst of her panic, and feeling her body rustle under you as she reached for her phone in her pocket, you could feel your consciousness slipping away.
“Park, please,” Yeji said into the phone, almost breaking into a sob. “She’s about to faint.”
You could hear Jay’s faint sound through the phone, asking about your location, and the next thing you knew everything was black for a short moment. When you opened your eyes again, Yeji’s lap was replaced by Jay’s, and before you could register anything else, you threw up all over his chest.
“It’s okay,” Jay muttered despite being worried sick himself. “I’m here, just let it out.”
You blinked several times and saw Yeji holding her phone and furiously typing on it as she stood by the entrance, also holding the restroom door open with her body. You looked up at Jay and you had never seen the type of expression he was wearing on his face.
He brought up one hand to your face to wipe the vomit off your chin, but he was clearly trembling. “Yeji,” he said before clearing his throat. “Medic?”
“On their way,” Yeji replied in an instant. “Should I—”
“I’ll carry her down,” Jay said, carelessly wiping his shirt with a paper towel that Yeji gave him.
“I’ll come with you,” she said after she was done typing on her phone.
Jay was now rushing, seeing that you had closed your eyes again. “Stay back and notify the people at the meeting,” he said, grunting as he picked you up in his arms. “In both meetings, actually. I had to leave mine too. I’ll meet you in the hospital.”
Yeji nodded and held the door open as wide as possible to let Jay pass with you in his arms.
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The consistent sound of the repetitive beep on your left was what made you wake up. You blinked and looked to your side, only to find Yeji’s eyes widening as she slowly stood up.
“Miss,” she said softly. “Stay here, I’ll go get a doctor and find Park, okay?”
You gave her a faint smile and then chuckled to yourself. It wasn’t like you could move anyway. You had an IV drip inserted into your hand and your body still felt heavy. You stared at the ceiling for a while and then noticed that the walls were painted a nice shade of ivory, and a moment later you heard the sound of footsteps rushing towards the door.
Jay entered first, locking eyes with you instantly as he made his way to your side. He took your free hand and made you cup his face. He still looked worried, and you couldn’t tell if the sparkle in his eyes were tears that he was holding back or the reflection of the lights.
You were so focused on Jay that you didn’t notice the doctor speaking to Yeji on the other side of the bed. Their muffled voices slowly became clearer to you, and you were able to make out the last part of her sentence.
“…at least until the baby comes,” you heard her say, clutching the stethoscope around her neck.
You turned to look at Yeji’s direction and you felt Jay’s hand squeeze yours gently. “What?” You asked, the only word you managed to let out.
Yeji covered her wide smile with both her hands and looked at both you and Jay. There was a brief exchange of glances before Yeji and the doctor excused themselves, leaving you and Jay alone.
“You knew?” You asked Jay, watching him get comfortable as he leaned on the bed closer to you.
“I did have a short conversation with the doctor before you woke up. Before that, I didn’t. I’m sorry I didn’t notice the signs, my love.”
Your eyebrows began to furrow, and the grip you had on Jay’s hand began to loosen. Jay quickly reached for your hand with both of his, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb.
“It’ll be okay,” Jay said. “We’ve got this.”
“It’s not what we planned,” you croaked. You could already feel the tears welling up again. In all honesty, you were not sure how to feel.
“We can adapt,” Jay replied. “It’s what we do best.”
You watched as Jay lifted your hand and gently brought it to his lips, kissing your hand and lingering for a while as he closed his eyes. You felt his breath on your skin, the warmth of his hands, and as he opened his eyes you knew he was happy, and that was why his eyes sparkled.
Trying your best, you reached out both arms towards him and he immediately scooted closer, helping you sit up to properly embrace you. You sobbed softly as you rested your head on his shoulder, and he calmly rubbed your back and your sides as he showered you with words of affirmation.
Once he was certain you had calmed down, he pulled away and kept his hands on your shoulders.
“Alright, love?” He asked, bringing his hand to your chin to tilt it up.
“Your shirt smells like vomit,” you replied weakly before turning your frown into a smile.
Jay chuckled silently and moved closer to leave a kiss on your forehead, and in that instant, you felt a thousand times better.
-END-
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CAMILO MADRIGAL X TALL FEM READER
i just write this to cheer myself since every story i read, yn is 140-150cm tall😭 and i am 173cm herself-
And i actually found out that camilo is 162cm-
So yeah, i will make reader 175 cm tall- and in this story y'all dating btw cause I am lazy to write story from the start💀😅😅😭😭😭
I will write headcanons and one shot maybe
HE/HIM FOR CAMILO AND SHE/HER FOR READER(Y/N)
-he hates and loves the fact that you are taller than him
-he try to tip-toe to kiss you but you were too tall for him so he have to ask you- and let me tell you, he will be blushing mess
-he love to hug you and listen to your heartbeat 💓
-antonie and him sometimes ask you to piggyback
-and when pepa saw you two first time, she see herself and Felix in you guys and she almost cried✨
-he loves to hold your hand when you guys doing your chores or walking around and he told you that he won't get lost if he hold your hand.
-he thinks you are kinda scary when you mad
-when you first met His family, everyone was shocked and happy that camilo have loved who will care for him and love him.
-felix was proud and pepa was little crying and adored you but when you guys first met Like at market or during her chores, she was kinda suspicious of you and snappy now she loves you like her own daughter, Bruno thinks your great but keep little distance of you since you are way taller than him, even tho he live with luisa- and Isabela likes to tease you both to end (with Dolores)
-you think your gonna get bullied because your tall? Oh heck nah you easily can win whoever try to hurt you or camilo-
-he loves to wrap his arms around your waist and you put your head on his head (this sound weird)
-he sometimes cling in to you while you doing your chores
-you have to look little down to look at his face, and he have to look up
-he whine about how his neck hurt from looking up but he isn't complaining tho-your just so pretty
-he always say your pretty and some cheesy stuff
-if you are insecure about your height, oh boy he GONNE lecture you and told you how amazing you are and your height make it better for hour or maybe more
-you and Luisa kinda get along since you guys are tall duo in town
-if he is in bad moon, he just hug you from behind or headbutt your back to let you know
Short story:
"AYYYY amor!" You head voice behind you and that voice belong to only camilo madrigal, your boyfriend.
"oh hey love" you opened your arms and he jumped in to it, clinging to you and putting his head at your chest
"ughhh i missed you..it's like it's been years!!!!" He whined, you laughed softly "but it's been only 1 hour?-" he rolled his eyes and hugged you thigter.
"amor....u-uh can i kiss you?" He was embarrassed to ask that but he was kinda getting used to it, you bent over and he cupped your face and kisses also while tip-toe. Y'all didn't realize pepa and Felix were spying on you guys-
"aren't they perfect mi amor?" Felix said holding his wife hand, and wiping her tear
"oh yes....they are perfect....they remind of us while we were teenagers.." pepa smiled lovingly at us, and there was little cloud
"MOM DAD!? ARE YOU GUYS SPYI-"
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“You are my sunshine”
Part 17: The art of alcohol and yearning for love
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Jason Todd x Latina! Reader
Social Media Au
Warnings: Alcohol
Status: Finished
Author’s note: Writing under pictures! Enjoy!! I will never get tired of saying how much i ADORE your feedback!!!
Taglist: @lorosette @milas-teapot @screeching20s @alecmores @izukuisbaby @writing-for-the-hell-of-it @unofficial-jaytodd-wife
Series Masterlist:
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-•-Jason’s POV
it had been a stressful day for Jason
Not only had the press mistaken Artemis friendship with him potentially straining his relationship with his soulmate
and yes he is aware, she IS his soulmate, they are bound to be together and connected for the rest of their lives, but what the fuck, he cares cause he loves her so damnn much he…
Jason doesn’t go down that path knowing damn well it won’t end well at the moment
He called Bruce and went to the Manor
Tim and Bruce are calling Gotham Gazette and making sure the article is taken down, yk fixing any damage that it might have down
he has been trying to call Yn all afternoon and she wont answer
he’s left a bunch of messages and even thought of going to her apartment but he opted to give her some space to calm down
the rest of the day was spent thing of scenerios that could possibly happen
Artemis wanted to pass by and see how he was going but he told her it was better to stay away from the manor and out of sight together whilst the whole thing went away
She still mega tube to the cave, thanks Artie for being such a good friend (hope you taste the sarcasm)
Jason goes down to the cave and greets her, she is not looking happy and an unhappy amazon is NEVER good.
“Care to explain why i am not allowed to be seen with one of my best friends?”
“Artie, it’s difficult to explain, with the whole article blowing up its a little tense right now”
“why? it’s just press, we both know it isn’t true and that it’ll cool off in a few days”
“yes but there is someone believing it is true and i need for her to stop believing it is true”
“i see why your panic is so evident then”
“well yes-“
“who would have thought? Jason Todd panicked because of the media. Never in my life-“
“mmkay enough, is my misery amusing to you?”
“yes, quite a lot, especially if it’s because of a girl after you swore your only relationship in life would be spite and chaos. i must meet this girl!”
“yes we’ll right now neither of us is gonna have any luck with talking to her seeing as she probably isn’t the happiest with me right now”
Artemis starts to laugh and Jason looks at her questionably
“She probably thinks we truly are a thing! That’s ridiculous”
Jason is confused by what she says…they have had encounters in the past, like they HAVE fallen to bed together, why is it ridiculous
Seeing her friend still confused , Artemis chuckles and explains “I had come with news my friend. You see, let’s just say your girlfriend has more chances of having me as a lover than you.”
Of course
as if this couldn’t get anymore ridiculous to believe
Jason laughs in disbelief
“Well, that makes my explanation to her 10 time easier”
Artemis starts to laugh, “Let me see her, all the pictures you post of her don’t show her face”
Jason takes out his phone and starts to show many of the pics he has with her.
“hmmmm and are you sure she is completely off limits? Cause if it fails with you, i can come and pick up the pieces” Artemis says with a teasing look in her eyes
Jason glares at her and rolls his eyes
“Yes absolutely out of limits, she is MY soulmate after all, My person! get your own”
Artemis cackles in response and just when she’s about to respond a notification pops up
- yn__truly just made a post-
At that Artemis lost it
“YOU HAVE HER NOTIFICATIONS ON!?!?! OMG JASON!!! YOU ARE WHIPPED!” She howls. Her laughter sounding through all the cave.
Jason’s face was worth it. He was red in the face, trying to fight of a smile and trying to come up with what to say.
“Oh fuck off”
At that, another fit of giggles erupted from the girl.
He opens his instagram only to find out that Nola and Yn are at some rich asshole’s party and they were drinking A LOT.
The captions were concerning so he decided that that night he would leave his phone without do not disturb, just in case ANYTHING happened
And how thankful he was of making that decision.
After Artemis had left, Jason opted to stay this night at the manor and not go to patrol, Alfred advised it was for the best seeing has his emotions were all over the place. Instead of staying in the cave, he walked towards the library, grabbed a book, and sat down in his section.
Time went by and before he knew it, it was nearing 1 am. Just as he is about to turn the page, his phone rings.
He looks at the caller and sees Yn’s contact name, “Light of my eyes”
The day his siblings found out that was her contact name, they had a field day. But that’s a story for another time
He picks it up and the cringes at the loud music
“HEYYYYY! THIS IS JASON RIGHT!?!?”
A voice he didn’t recognize
“Yes, who’s asking?”
“Oh perfect! This isssss Nolaaaaa! I’m a bit tipsy right now but you should seeee Y/n, full out gone! I’m calling you cause cause causeeeee well cause….i don’t remember my reason…”
he laughed a little, she really did sound like how Yn described her
“but AnyWAYsssss, come pick up Yn, she’sss like drunkie drinkity drunk drunk and i’m not like you know soberity sobers right now so yeahhhh!”
Fuck, he didn’t hesitate to answer
“Alright, text me the address and i’ll pick her up and make sure to take her back home”
Nola told him the direction of the hotel and soon he arrived.
He wore black sweatpants with a white t-shirt and his grey running shoes. He had his signature red hoodie in the car just in case yn got cold.
he walks to the lobby and spots Nola and sun sitting in the sofa giggling out of their minds until they spot him.
“JAY!” Yn screams and runs to him with open arms. He lets her embrace him and holds her there whilst Nola walks over.
“Thank you for taking her home” she smiles and blows a kiss to Yn, “bestie you are in safe hands” says Nola as she walks away and opens the door to the ballroom, starting to dance as she gets in.
Yn is literally cuddled up to him, clearly not sober and looks up at him
Her eyes look watery and soft as she takes him in
Before she can say anything, he holds her and starts carrying her bridal style to the car
On the way to her apartment, yn got cold and Jason gave her his hoodie. Even if the tight black dress looked nothing less of delicious on her, seeing her in his clothes killed him
She had worn his leather jacket various times before, and every time, it made him almost dizzy with love
She then connected her phone to the aux and started blasting her favorite songs and screaming the lyrics out
From Bad Bunny to Shakira, she sang every word with her heart and soul
He found it amusing and even adorable
This is not something new, she has done this a few times in the car, but seeing her do it drunk and mess up the lyrics and even almost cry at some was another thing and it made him laugh.
“El mismo aire” from Pablo Alborán and Camilo starts to play
(i’ll write the spanish version lyrics with their translation, an amAZING FKN SONG EVERYONE SHOULD LISTEN TO)
“tu y yo, pasamos de ser todo a nada” (you and i, went from being everything to nothing)
“de comernos con la mirada” (of eating each other with our eyes)
“y ahora estamos frente a frente, y ni siquiera puedes mirarme a la cara” (and now we are face to face and you can’t even look at me in the eyes)
“vivíamos de boca a boca” (we lived with our mouths touching)
“los labios no querían soltarse” (our lips didn’t want to leave each other)
“y ahora aquí en el mismo cuarto no podemos respirar el mismo aire” (and now we are in the same room and we can’t even breathe the same air)
yn opted to sit back and just whisper the song
the whole vibe of the car started to tone down to one more intimate, slow and relaxed.
“Llévate el tapete” (pull away the rug)
“llévate mi vida que agarraste de juguete” (take away my life that you took as a toy)
at that, Jason heard a small sniffle and turned to looked at her, she was numbly looking at the road, her eyes watery and a single tear running down her cheek. They were already nearing her apartment.
“Llévate ese par de anillos que nos comprometen” (take away those rings that compromise us)
“y, aunque no quiera perderte, te diría vete, pero el que se va soy yo” (and even if i don’t want to lose your, i’d say leave but the one who leaves is me)
“y cuando me vaya me llevo el reloj, pa llevarme el tiempo que pase contigo, que no fue perdido” (and when i leave i’ll take the clock and take all the time with you, which wasn’t lost)
the song carried out, but yn stayed silent. more tears ran down her cheeks
He had heard he talk Spanish before but my God, was he addicted to hearing her singing it. It was intoxicating and it didn’t help that she had a nice voice. For a moment, he forgot everything and just let himself be mesmerized by the girl next to him. His heart beat so strong for her, it pained sometimes.
She turned to look at him
“Jason…” she whispered, voice full of sorrow
he looked at her, it was noticeable she still wasn’t sober by the way her gaze fell on him.
“yk…you strangely look a lot like him, mr. uber nola hired” said she and there he got his confirmation that Lord she was not there yet.
“well mister uber, i have a question, have you ever been in love with someone you knew from the start you couldn’t have?” she questions him and Jason just stares at her. He shakes his head no, which prompts her to continue
“Lucky you, my friend, lucky man. I am not so fortunate you see, I fucked up. I fucked up! and i’m so stupid for it,” at this, she closes her eyes and more tears start to go down her checks, “Jaosn fkn Peter Todd, maybe you know him. Well you probably do…he’s Bruce Wayne’s son you see. You might be wondering how i got myself tangled up with him. Funny thing is, i have no idea. One day you go to a gala, the next you are the Wayne kids’ current obsession and one of the is hitting on you and asking you on a date and romancing you and you think you are special and you feel loved and noticed until BOOM! He changes to someone else and you don’t even know what did you do wrong to make him leave….” she takes a deep breathe and tries to wipe her tears. “Who knew rich kids could be so fkn cruel?!?! Just because they have money doesn’t mean they can just USE civilians for their enjoyment!”
HUH!?!?? Is…is that what she thought it was????
“My theory is that they hold a game to pick one random civilian and have one of them romance them just cause and see how far they can get and my bet is that because i was not being easy on Jason, he got bored and went to get someone of his actual league.” she says slumping against the chair dejectedly
Jason was stunned and flabbergasted. Oh his sweet girl, how wrong could she be about ALL of them. She had never expressed anything about this (well he couldn’t exactly blame her either). Had they given that impression? He thought about his siblings obsession and bet. He thought about the challenge and how out of the blue it was. She was right to believe something weird was going on. She had every right to not be trusting because it HAD been weird and they hadn’t noticed because of their excitement to meet her and have her be a part of the family. And then, the pictures with Artemis. Fuck. He was suffering from a cause that wasn’t even his fault, it just was a LOT of lack of communication. Her feelings were so valid.
“I was just a toy, a joke, a charity case, a nothing, a small moment of a good time” she kept on going and a fresh round of tears began, “the worst part of it all is that I’d repeat it in a heartbeat, I’d say yes all over again, cause if i get to be part of Jason’s world even if it’s a small portion of it. You know…there were times i could swear his soul and mine were made of the same magic…we just fit, you know” her voice starts to tremble and she shakes her head, “how foolish of me to think I could have someone that surely was never meant to be mine” she finished and continues to wipe her tears.
“If only you knew my love, my light, my soul, if only you knew, that our souls ARE made by the same magic and were made to be intertwined” Jason couldn’t help but think
They stayed in silent as she finally calms down, “i am so so sorry, i’m here spilling my heart out to some random uber” she starts to apologize and he almost chuckles, she is still so drunk out of her mind she hasn’t recognized him. “it’s alright” he responds
He parks the car, turns it off, helps her out of it and bring her to her apartment. He’s been there a few times and already knows his way around.
Once inside, he carries her a lays her on her bed
Because of all the many nights they have gone facetiming, he knows her night skin care routine by heart, so he sits her up, takes her make up with her make up wipes and helps her with it. He is so gentle with her, as if he fears she might break. He ties her hair up, knowing she hates sleeping with it loose.
The entire time she is looking at the abyss, her head in another world.
Finally he tells her to get changed, which she nods and goes to the bathroom and does.
The entire time is spent with soft orders and a comfortable silence.
once she is changed, she tries to give him his hoodie but he tells her to keep it.
She gets in bed and before he knows it, she’s sound asleep
Today must have been just as draining for her
He goes to the kitchen and comes back with some pain killers for the morning and a water bottle. He puts them on her bedside table and kisses her heads He whispers goodnight and leaves, making sure to turn off the lights and lock the apartment door as he leaves.
Jason sits on the car, and sighs as he turns it on and starts to drive back to the manor
Tomorrow will be hell, that’s for sure.
<3
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Camilo: I can explain.
Y/n: Can you?
Camilo: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.
#incorrect quotes#madrigal#camilo madrigal#camilo x yn#encanto#encanto incorrect quotes#camilo x reader#camilo madrigal x reader
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《 Just As Special, Just Like Family, Part 2》
ೃ⁀➷ Camilo Madrigal( He/Him) x Fem!Reader
ೃ⁀➷ Word Count: 4K
ೃ⁀➷Notes: Italics are mostly thoughts. Okay, that’s getting out of hand, like I liked writing this so much that I couldn’t finish it again LMAO so There is gonna be a third part which will be the last one!
ೃ⁀➷ Part 1
Kissing Prompt 6: Slow Kiss
Kissing Prompt 38: Relieved Kiss
Soulmate AU
ೃ⁀➷ You feel intense pain in your soul when your soulmate is in life-threatening danger.
ೃ⁀➷ Everyone somehow owns a creature who possesses the same (general) personality as your soulmate.
Tag-list: @dai-tsukki-desu @agreatcheesecakestudentstuff @itsmesmileyface @shuru @tigreost @unwanted-dying-soul @camerondiaz48104 @ch8rrybl0ssoms @spiritualrebelist @lolalee24
"Hehehe... Uh... Hi?"
You waved your hand awkwardly while trying to hide behind the basket you were holding. Before people would come to you though, another male voice reached your ears, making you turn to look at the source and leap at him.
" YOU LITTLE BRAT, HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ALL OF YOUR STUFF WITH ME?! I DIDN'T COME FOR THIS, I'LL INFORM MY AUNT!"
You hugged your cousin who had to come here with you since your mother wouldn't let you if he wasn't there to escort you. He puffed out and thanked the man while taking his hat off and ruffling your hair.
"Look at you, being so lively! This place already changed you huh? DID THAT WINDOW JUST MOVE?!! COOL MAN, THEY ARE JUST LIKE-"
" HARRY POTTER!! LIKE MAGICAL THINGS AND ALL, Y'KNOW?"
You slapped a hand accross his face to shut him up about you two also having powers under the judging looks of others while trying to pose coolly as if nothing was wrong, but being the "disgusting" shit he is, he licked your hand and smirked knowingly. Before you could lash out though, one-no,no two racing heartbeats reached your ears, making you turn to look at the source. Your eyes landed on Isabela who had a scowl on her face just minutes ago, and followed where she was gazing at to see that she was looking directly at your cousin who was also looking at her.
They couldn't be... soulmates right? I mean I don't know Isabela's soulpet but I definetly know my cousin's is a... peacock...
You squealed hard internally and looked at him in a mischievous way but he only rolled his eyes at you and started to walk up to where the rest of the family was. Before he could move more, you reached for his tie with a playful vibe and dragged to yourself with a grin, a grin that secretly showed your irritation.
" Don't make a move on the girl. And don't embrass me. Got it, dear cousin of mine?"
He understood how serious you were by the heat radiatating from your hand and he nodded his head quickly and fixed his tie.
You went after Mirabel to kitchen, twirling your skirt happily like a little girl. Not being aware that you made a certain teen's heart leap at his throat.
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"Mamá, meet my best friend (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!"
You felt your hands get cold and clammy because of the nerves and wiped them on your skirt, taking a shaky breath. Upon seeing her come close to you after wiping her hand clean, you extended a hand out to her. She didn't care and just hugged you thightly to herself.
" ¡Bienvenida, cariño! ¿Cómo te sientes?"
You stood there shocked when the perite woman hugged you and froze, not knowing what to do and looked at Mirabel for help but she was also smiling widely and clapped her hands slowly. You slowly snaked your arms around her shoulders and hugged back.
" ¡Estoy bien, señora! ¡Estoy tan contenta de que me tenga aquí!" Oh God, I hope I didn't say something wrong! I studied so much...
She beamed at you talking her native language and turned to look at Mirabel approvingly.
"Ay, Mirabel you have a very sweet girl as a friend. Welcome to Encanto, dear! Are you hungry? Mirabel has been preparing food for you for the last 2 days!"
You looked at Mirabel to see her blush while coughing to mask her sudden shyness and beamed at her for the hope of having her mother's arepás.
"Does that mean I can have your mother's arepá? You told me that she was good at cooking..."
At the mention of food, Julietta immediately went to the cupboard to set the table in front you and Mirabel to sit down and have a snack.
"I hid them for you, dear. Since we have a food lover in this house! And Mirabel, please don't tire yourself out like that!"
With a mouth full of food, she denied that she was overworking and was just doing her part as the family when a man with bee stings came to touch her hand.
"She's right, amor. First gift ceremony since yours. A lot of emotions..."
You looked between the man and woman before you with big and curious eyes while side-munching on the food.
Till a hand slapped your back harshly, making you almost spill all the food.
"You shouldn't eat without telling me, my dear cousin. Sharing is caring-Oh... Hello Miss Madrigal, Mister."
You hung your mouth open out of shock after witnessing your cousin change his behaviour as soon as seeing him talk to them respectfully.
"Really? Well, that's fine really. Acting as if you're the good kid..."
"I've always been a good kid, dear! Who told you I wasn't?"
" Blah blah, I'm sure it isn't because you saw someone to your liking."
He stared daggers at you while Casita shoved him away from the kitchen, making you snicker in victory.
"Thank you Casita, your choice of decoration is very nice by the way!"
It swinged its windows at you and brought a sweet to you with using its bricks. You smiled softly at the sweet and thanked while taking it in gratitude. You didn't realize you were alone in the kitchen with Julietta 'till hearung no sound coming. You lifted your head and saw that she was looking at you.
"Is there something wrong, ma'am?"
She waved her hands as if saying nothing was wrong and sighed deeply.
“Nothing is wrong, dear. It’s just... I’ve never seen Mirabel that happy, laughing so carelessly. Thank you for being her friend.”
Okay, now I’m curious... In a town full of people, don’t tell me she never had friends?
You coughed and gulped the last remaining food and after wiping your mouth, you asked what has been in your mind ever since coming here. She wouldn’t get angry surely, right?
“Ma’am... Is Mirabel being left out because she doesn’t have powers like everyone else?”
She widened her eyes at your question and you feared if you said something offensive unknowingly.
“I-I’m sorry if I said something bad! I just couldn’t help but notice and I mean, you’re her mother so I thought-”
“Ay, calm down, calm down! It’s okay, I just didn’t think she would tell you...”
“Well, It’s pretty obvious though, she didn’t actually tell me but I heard her song about the family.”
You chuckled and twirled the rings on your hand but seeing a very deep sigh and feeling the starts of a new headache, you cursed at whatever it was that pressured this family. She sat next to you, taking your hands in hers, she put them over her lap.
“I’ll just tell you a few things. At first I was skeptical of you, thinking that you’d also be the same etc. but you proved me wrong.It’s true that she doesn’t have a gift. Ten years ago, at the gift ceremony, Mirabel’s door just vanished and ever since that day has been hard. To be honest, the only thing that gave her happiness and hope was her soulpet and the letters from you.”
You nodded your head understandingly. You wouldn’t be able to understand fully, since you also had powers ever since you were a kid, but it was ridiculous! Bullying a little kid, just because she wasn’t like you?
A complete bullshit.
“If her room just vanished like that... Then where does she stay right now? Is she in the nursery that Miss Pepa was talking about?”
After her nodding her head sadly, you tried so hard to control your anger. You could feel the burning in your heart, the red monster inside of you begging to lash out just a little bit. You couldn’t imagine how she must have felt for all those years.
There is something very wrong with this family...
You felt it as soon as you set your foot here. The overwhelming pressure and headaches, the happy faces they showed around the whole town... Their life isn’t as joyful as it seemed to be. Look at that! A kid is about to have their gift and nobody can find them, everyone is beyond stressed rather than happy and excited and what was that clothes? That wasn’t a cult thing, right? No wonder the kid is currently hiding in the nursery...
You jerked your head to look up when you heard a loud, crashing sound upstairs. You looked at Julietta in worry, asking if everything was okay. She smirked a little and answered, “Well, it’s coming from Camilo’s room which means he is having a hard time calming down his soulpet. He never lets it go out, not wanting people to see it...”
You frowned at her and tugged at your lips. “But if he never lets it go out, then he can never find his soulmate! Like what if it’s in the town, waiting for him-”
“It’s not like HE doesn’t let it go, IT doesn’t want to go outside. His soulmate isn’t in the town, honey...”
And with just two simple sentences your whole face burned, and your heart beat faster.
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“Ay, what’s wrong with you mi alma? Why are you so wild and angry?”
Camilo tried to grab the little, maybe not so little, great-bird-of-paradise’s wings to set him down on his lap with no use. He just hoped that the sound wouldn’t reach to you and made you worry. When he thought about what just crossed his mind, the widened his eyes and put his hands over his cheeks to feel the burning feeling.
Why did he just think about you? A newcomer?
He couldn’t lie, you were really really pretty. And seeing you so happy while wearing traditional clothes and twirl around, even though you just came and were probably tired, trying to be helpful melted his heart. He thought that it wasn’t fair to his soulmate but he couldn’t help but think about your face. It would be nice to have you around, hanging out, climbing on trees or just looking at the stars would be enough. He would hold your hand in his like a delicate flower and would never let anything sad happen to you.
He would cherish you untill the end of his life, and if he were to ever have a second chance at life, he would want to spend that oe with you too...
“Wow, I never took you for a simp but humans really surprises me all the time...”
“Oh, shut it! You would know how it feels like... Wait.... I’m supposed to be alone at my room...”
“Oh wow, you are also dumb... I seriously question how she is your chosen one...”
Camilo slowly looked at where the voice was coming from and seeing the smug face on the bird’s face, he let out a huge scream and the bird rolled his eyes, he didn’t even have one, and slapped him with his tail.
“Stop screaming like a little kid, you should be grateful that I can talk considering other soulpets can’t.”
“HOW DO YOU SPEAK?!!”
“How do you speak? The answer will be the same for me...”
He was still in shock. First, the bird he had ever since he was born has been lazy and sad for more than a decade and was being sarcastic at him and two, it just talked back to him!! All in one day!
“Look, I know I was dreaming about her but that couldn’t be a dream! YOU ARE TALKING!!”
“I swear to whatever God is up there, if you say ‘You’re talking’ one more time, I’m taking her and going home.”
“W-wait, w-who is my soulmate? Is she... Is she (Y/N)? Is she the one?”
The bird would throw another snarky comment but seeing child-like hope on his face, a sight he never saw that much ever since having his gift, he fidgeted at where it was and nodded his beak.
Camilo immediately flushed and pulled his pillow over with a straight face to scream in utter joy and layed his back against the bed since he was sitting on the ground with the bird on his lap.
And he took this happiness out on the poor bird by squeezing him to his chest, making the bird screech wildly.
"Calm down, kid! Get your clammy hands off of me!" The bird gracefully got out of his hold and started to walk to Camilo's table and jumped on the chair, grabbing a pen and paper, it flight to where he was sitting on the floor who was looking at the pet in astonishment.
"You're really smart... By why did you bring them here?"
"To make a list of the things she likes, how to woo her and make her fall in love with tou even more. First is food! A lady always loves to eat food after all!"
"Now write them down, human! Even though I can bring a pen, unfortunately I can't write!"
Camilo took the pen happily but before he could start to write, he stopped before the pen could touch the paper and looked at the bird with furrowed brows.
"Wait, you said that you're the only soulpet that can talk. How is that possible?"
The bird tilted his head and said, "There are things you don't know yet. Just try to win her heart just like you won her soul and then, she'll be the one to tell you..."
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Meanwhile you were in the nursery with Mirabel, after her mother saying that you can stay there with her. You looked around the room and saw that she plopped down on her bed with a sigh. You saw the things happened with her Abuela and immediately went after her in worry afyer hearing the Abuela say to her daughter that this night will be hatd for everyone else if the kid didn't get a gift.
Yep, the problem is the Abuela...
You sat on the bed opposite from her and watched her look at you with downcasted eyes.
"I bet that wasn't what you were expecting, right? I'm sorry..."
You looked at her in sympathy and shook your head. "Not at all! I just would love to meet with the little guy you were talking about! He sounds like a very sweet kid and I even brought a gift for him but too bad that he isn't here..."
You pouted and fake-cried while bringing your presents, a monkey plushie and an owl plushie.
"These are my sister's gifts to you two, when she learnt that I was going to meet with another animal lover, she wanted me to give this to you and Antonio...Ah!"
A little hand grabbed both your and Mirabel's gift underneath the bed, causing you two to look at each other knowingly. You let Mirabel crawl under the bed while getting up and bending on the ground to see the little boys troubled face. AHAHAHA SOO CUTE...
"Hello there! My name is (Y/N)! I'm glad to meet you!"
At your smiling face and enthusiasm, he smiled shyly at took your hand to shake, muttering a quiet hello. You sat on the ground in front of them, not wanting to bother the privacy, and craned your neck to look at the little kid even if it hurt your neck.
You watched their interaction fondly, wondering why you and your cousin can't be that nice to each other. Mirabel, seeing the look on your face, widened her eyes upon thinking that they left you out, causing her to bang her head. Chuckling at he duo, you stopped her from getting out.
"It's okay Mirabel, I was just thinking about my jerk of a cousin..."
"Language!"
You looked at Antonio and after realizing you just cursed in front of a kid, you blushed hard and made Antonio laught at you as well, easing his nerves. After hearing his worries about everything possibly going down, you frowned and brought your hand next to your face.
"If anybody tells you bad things, whether you get a gift or not, just come and tell me... I throw hands pretty nice..."
You whispered the last part, making him giggle and Mirabel gaping at you.
"You can't punch someone, Y/N!! And what have I told you? Stop getting into fights!"
"What? I just said that he would have a cool friend who can defend her cool friend if needed! What's wrong with- WHY IS SOMETHING ALWAYS THROWN AT ME?!"
As soon as you felt the hit of the clock on your arm, you let out a huge whine but seeing that Casita was the one who did it, you acted as if you were hurt.
"I'd expect this from everyone but not you, Casita... Oh, Dios mio! What have I done to deserve this!"
Seeing you so carefree and Casita trying to say sorry with using the bricks finally made him relax and move out of the bed, hugging you.
"Thanks a lot, señorita (Y/L/N)! You're a good friend just as Mirabel told us to be! Uhm... May I... ask..."
When a sudden shyness came upon him, you had to control your every being from squeezing him hard to your chest because god damn it you never thought you loved kids that much!!
I'm too young to have kids, I'm too young to have kids...
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With Mirabel and Antonio in front of you, your trio went down to see his whole family waiting for him. They hugged him and encouraged him while stepping out. The one who didn't immediately go was Camilo. He stood there for a few seconds, making both his cousin and brother arch an eyebrow.
"Will I... See you later, mi mariposa?"
Your heart started to beat faster and your face heated up, just like the boy in front of you. He was coughing to mask it but he was also so nervous. His brother meant a lot to him but you...
You were his entire purpose of life...
"I shouldn't have trusted that bird, what kind of a corny thing is-"
"Of course you will, after all I still need to meet with everyone in the family!"
He beamed at you, showing his child-like joy which made the duo gape at you. He then fixed his clothes and smiled in a way he hoped was charming and went out to stand with his family.
When the curtains opened to reveal the little kid, he didn't walk like you and Mirabel expected. He pointed at you to come and stand next to him and you waved your hand around, being nervous like him. Damn these emotions, they changed my whole state easily...
"I'm not from the family, Mirabel can walk with you!" you whisper yelled at him while trying to push Casita away, mumbling that Abuela would probably kill you because an outsider was with her nieto.
"But I need you too..."
Welp, that's it, I'm going no matter what! You can deal with some people staring at you and Abuela judging you but this kid needs to relax... Let's go girl!!
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"These people are not humans..."
"The amount of energy they have is out of this world..."
You and your cousin stood there shocked, tired to your cores and looked at everyone who was having the time of their lives. It turned out it was useless to worry so much since the kid had a gift related to animals.
You and your cousin were talking to someone from the town when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see a bashful Camilo looking at you almost shyly. You smiled at him and fully turned to avoid your cousin's stare.
"Hola, Camilo! So how does it feel like to relax finally? Everyone has been so nervous!"
"I swear to God, she sounds like an angel..."
Camilo almost fell to the claws of daydreaming again when he heard you talking. He wanted you to talk to him and him only but remembered that he needs to win your heart.
"Ah, yes that... It's great actually! I always believed in my brother but calming mi mamí was hard hehe..."
The thing which interrupted him was the gurgling of your stomach. Remembering you didn't have much food except Julietta's amazing, spectacular, unique arepá, you winced since your stomach was begging to eat. Camilo, as if someone pushed his buttons, immediately went to grab some food and drinks for you two while a bunch of kids came to your side to ask questions about where you were coming from while introducing the town to you.
" And this is Luisa! If we leap at her, she'd most certainly catch us all!!"
"N-No wait!! I'M CAMIL-"
Yeah, well it was already late since the plates and cups smashed to ground and Camilo was wheezing in pain while punching the ground. You ran to him and looked at him in worry while holding his arm to help him while giggling.
" You don't have to act like someone you aren't, Camilo. I like your mischievous side after all, soulmate!"
And that was the moment he knew you were the one for him but what made him stop was what you called him.
Soulmate...
"Wa-wait! YOU KNEW I WAS YOUR SOULMATE?!"
You giggled and nodded your head. He didn't care everyone was looking at you, he hugged you thightly and kissed your neck while letting out a happy squeal. Everyone cheered around you and Pepa let out a huge rainbow around.
"MY SON FOUND HIS SOULMATE!! WELCOME HER INTO OUR TOWN!"
He kissed your forehead after setting you down, and you held onto his arms while he was holding your waist, smiling lovingly at you. Before he can take you away to his room and show you his soulpet while thanking him, the frantic voice of your friend boomed around.
"THE HOUSE IS IN DANGER!"
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" Okay, so did I get this right: You had a vision about Mirabel and ME, got worried about her since you didn't know the meaning of it so you broke it and ran away, but actually didn't, started to live in the walls and now won't come back?"
Bruno sat in front of you like a child being scolded and fiddled with the end of his poncho. You crossed your arms over your chest and sighed deeply.
"There is one more thing we need to talk, though..."
At Mirabel's edgy voice, you and Bruno both turned to look at her but seeing the look on her face, you took a step back.
"How about you, also having powers but not telling anyone?"
"Mirabel, I already told you that I didn't want to say anything because-"
"Because you pitied me?"
"Because I didn't want you feel bad even when you're with me!"
You both were panting because of your angers while Bruno sat there shocked.
"You-You also have powers? How..."
"Your family isn't the only one with magic..."
"How many?"
You raised your brows at Mirabel's question and she repeated her question.
"How many families?"
Hesitating to answer, you still did it to not to anger her more. She then nodded her head unbelivably while laughing softly to herself. When she was about to open her mouth, sensing that you two were about to have a fight, Bruno spoke.
" Is your power related to flame or fire?Because-"
" I don't want to hear it, tío. I don't even know why you are trying to help me."
You widened your eyes at her words, heart at your throat.
"What... What do you mean, Mirabel? I'm your friend-"
"But not the family..."
And with that your heart broke into millions of pieces, and you winced in pain while holding your heart. Already having an idea what was about to happen.
#encanto series#encanto imagine#encanto x reader#encanto#encanto fluff#encanto x you#camilo fluff#camilo madrigal x reader#camilo madrigal#camilo x reader#camilo#camilo imagine#camilo x yn#camilo x you
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thinking about camilo with a puppy crush on dolores’ or one of his older cousins’ friends who isn’t interested in him
thought dump compilation
y/n: im 20 so i cant fw u
camilo: youre 20 ???
y/n: yeah,,
camilo: issok no one has to know bbgirl 😰🤫
y/n: DONT !! 😠 DONT CALL ME BABYGIRL im not ur fucking spanish teacher dont do that 😭
camilo:
hola como estas shardy 😏✨
#smolla.thoughts#c/o tiktok#he would n u cant convince me otherwise AHSJDN#IDK IF ANYONES DONE THIS YET BUT I REMEMBER THIS ONE TIKTOK AUDIO LIKE JUS IMAGINE THIS W CAMILO AND YN WHOS LIKE OLDER THAN HIM GOODBYE#encanto headcanons#camilo headcanons#camilo hc#camilo madrigal#camilo madrigal headcanons#encanto#camilo x reader#encanto x reader#camilo madrigal x reader
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Mirabel : How did none of you hear what I just said?
Bruno : I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.
Y/n : I got distracted about halfway through.
Camilo : Ignoring you was a conscious decision.
#tumblr trash#x reader#encanto incorrect quotes#encanto#mirabel#camilo madrigal#bruno madrigal#yn inncorrect quotes#disney inncorrect quotes
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Hey ! This is a Camilo x (Femelle)Reader fanfiction, requested by -> @madrihoes (it’s a funny fanfic) Enjoy !
warning : short
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You've been dating Camilo for a few weeks now, the Madrigal family really appreciates you, especially Pepa and Antonio! A few days ago, the Madrigals were going for a walk in the mountains, they inevitably insisted that you accompany them. How do you say no to them? You accepted, Camilo was very happy that you could come, obviously.
The morning, Camilo leaves for your house to see you.
-Mi vida ! Your dear Camilo here to see you !
-What's that nickname ? *laugh*
-I thought you were going to like it !
-I don’t like it… i love it, so why are you here ?
-Firstly, to see my wonderful girlfriend and secondly, to know if you still agree to this afternoon.
-Yeeees don’t worry, i will be here, with you. *You say.
-Alright then !
He kiss your hand and go to Casita,
-"what a charmer" *You think.
It’s the afternoon, you are heading towards the Madrigal house.
-Holà Casita !
the house answers you by moving the ground, just after, a window opens, it's Camilo, he waves to you.
-Coming ! *Say the boy.
-Y/n ! It’s been a while, how is it going ? I´m happy to know that you come with us !
-Pepa ! I´m happy to ! Thank for inviting me.
-Y/n !!
Antonio jumps into your arms, the whole family sets off for the top of the mountain.
-Be careful y/n, there are rockslides around here every now and then but don't worry, your dear Camilo is here!
-Oh really ? and how YOU, could protect me uh ?
-Well… I can turn into Luisa or-
Suddenly you hear a loud noise coming from above.
-Y/N WATCH OUT !
The whole family shout your name when they see the rock fallen on you, you fall a few meters from the cliff ...
-NO !
-AAH Y/N !
Y/N !!
Camilo bursts into tears and tries to get down to where you fell. Everyone watches him come down, hoping you're still alive.
-CAMILO ! Be careful !
-Do you see her !? *Say Félix.
-Y/N ! YOU ARE ALIVE ? SAFE ? *Scream Camilo.
-Ouch-
-Uh..?
Camilo looks at you with a surprised expression.
-Oh, well ? I’m indestructible ?
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the end ? actually I'm not sure if you like this fanfic, the request was special! But I hope you enjoy it even with this ending x)
#camilo x reader#camilo madrigal#encanto#fanfiction#x yn#your name#y/n#encanto camilo#pepa madrigal#antonio#disney encanto#stories#madrigal family
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Pepa: Camilo you have to apologize to Y/n
Camilo: Fine unfuck you or whatever
Pepa: Good
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Fragile ㅡ pt. 1
pairing: camilo x gn reader
genre: angst to fluff
word count: 1.6k
tags: reader has a gift, glass manipulation, mentions of scars and blood, developing relationship, sweetheart camilo
request: hii could i request camilo x reader who also has a gift but when the reader uses it they get hurt and they go too far kinda?? they also tend to hide it from others sometimes? angst to fluff please!! btw i really love your kpop themed fics hehe!! (also feel free not to do this if you're uncomfortable:) thank you very much!!
part 2
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"Whatever gift awaits you, always remember to never use it to bring harm to others."
"Never hurt anyone, y/n."
"Use your gift to help others, not hurt them. "
Those cycle of words always surrounded your head, no matter how much you wanted to forget. Those phrases felt like it was engraved in your life, never to be hidden.
Unlike your gift.
Aside from the Madrigal family that served the Encanto, yours also had gifts. But unlike them, your family never shows or uses it. And it's a given, with your parents' idea towards the whole 'gift' or 'blessing' ritual, you were always told that your gifts were curses.
Ringing into your head, your parents' words always remind you of what you should hide. Words like "your gift is useless" or "it's not necessary to be flaunting your gift" or even a "if you show your gifts to others, I will make sure you're never part of this family again".
That, you never understood. Your grandma was the descendant of the blessing, long before the Encanto came to life, but you were forced to hunch down and keep your gift to yourself and having no choice, you obeyed,
But only when they're around.
"How could a gift as beautiful as this be meant to be hidden?" You asked, fiddling with the glass bunny floating around a trail of minute glass beads in your room.
Yes, your gift was to manipulate glass. And all throughout your life, you were believed to mean it was calling for danger.
But in your perspective, it never does. Your glass powers were the ones that made you special from the rest, but then again you have no chance to show it to anyone else, not even your family.
Like a flame on a candle that runs out, the magic in the rest of your family faded, except for yours. It was said that if you don't use your gift for longer than 5 years, it would be taken away from you. That's what made your parents happy, but lying to them and telling them that your magic faded away was the only thing that made your presence in the family stay.
A harsh knock in your room interrupted your thoughts and your imagination. Quickly, you scrambled your hands all about, dispersing the once happy dancing bunny and forming it into a glass vase at your bedside table.
Dusting off the dust from your top, you raced to answer the door. You were then met by your frantic brother who immediately dashed into your room and hopped on your bed.
"Mami is letting us have dinner at the Madrigals." He said, dramatically putting his hand on his face and dragging it down. "I can't believe this!"
"Why are you panicking? It's just dinner, Julio." You said in response.
"No, you don't understand. She's inviting the whole family." He sat up and stared dead at your eyes. "If it's the entire family, something definitely is happening!"
You laughed, shaking your head. "You're overreacting, it's probably just to check up on us."
"I told you, you don't understand! This is not just some dinner that your boyfriend Camilo invites you to, it's a formal invitation! Either one of us is getting married or someone is getting kicked out of the Encanto."
You smacked a pillow in his face. "Hey! Camilo and I are just friends, and he is NOT my boyfriend!"
"Oh, please! I see you two holding hands and hugging almost everyday. Who do you think you're fooling?"
"Shut up, hermano. Just leave I'm gonna get dressed."
Julio wiggled his eyebrows, "oh, I see, expecting an arrangement between the two of you? Okay now I know why you're not worried for the dinn-"
"GET OUT!!!"
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Walking up with your family to the vibrant Casita wasn't as tense as this one. Now you understood why your brother was unsettled. Your parents had a stoic fixed face, not even cracking a joke before you left. It was odd, now your thoughts were all over the place as to why this invitation happened all of a sudden.
The atmosphere was indeed tense, until it was broken by Mirabel who's voice was as loud as a horn.
"CAMILO! YOUR LOVER'S HERE!"
Putting a palm to your face, you embraced the nudges your brother gave you as he gave a thumbs up to Mirabel. Inching closer to the house you can even hear distant whining coming from Camilo himself.
"I hate the two of you." You can only say to them. Mirabel giggled while giving you a bear hug. "I'm just messing with you, Y/N! Now come on, familia L/N, dinner is ready!"
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So far so good.
The dinner is going well, nothing too serious still happened and you enjoyed the food. Sitting to your left was Mirabel and to your right was your brother. Camilo turned up late for some reason, having no choice but to sit at the empty seat across yours. So far so good, indeed.
At the moment you knew you just jinxed yourself.
"Now on to the purpose of today's dinner, Alma and I have agreed for a special announcement." You grew tense. Something was happening now. You took a sharp glance and your brother and found him also staring at you with a glare, mouthing an I told you so.
"We are proposing an arranged marriage between..." Alma teased, purposefully dragging the sentence as everyone's eyes landed on you and Julio.
Awkwardly, you put a piece of mashed potato on your mouth, trying to distract yourself from the attention. Thinking about it, you weren't opposed to an arranged marriage with the Madrigals, considering that Camilo was the only male that was your age. And to be fair, you kind of had feelings for him you never dared to say out loud.
And your brother, well, he isn't too fond of the idea of marriage, and only hoping that it was you who was arranged.
"Arranged marriage between Julio and Isabela" Boy was he wrong.
Isabela and Julio both had their mouths agape.
"Again?" Isabela asked, but nicely in respect. You could have sworn there was a hint of annoyance in her voice, though.
"How bad could it be?" Your mother asked her, lightening up the mood which didn't work.
"You know what happened last time, Mama. Are you thinking this through?" Julieta, Isabela's mother asked. "Even we weren't informed of this arrangement."
Your father finally spoke. "Exactly why this was called as a proposal of a proposal." The other dads lightly giggled at the 'joke'. "We wanted to make sure both were in on this"
"No we're not!" Both Julio and Isabela yelled in unison.
"With all due respect Senora, but I don't see this arrangement would go on." Julio explained with a face clearly showing stress. "I do not agree to this."
Your mother was starting to get pissed. "Julio, whether you like it or not, this is for the best of both families! Isabela is a perfect woman, and any guy would be lucky to be wed to her."
The atmosphere suddenly changed as everyone was starting to sense irritation from your side of the family.
"Julio, calm down." You whispered to him. He only shook away your hand and stood up.
"Isabela, do you agree to this?" He asked sternly. Isabela shook her head with a no and Julio took that as a sign to stand up for both of themselves.
"Mama, never did you once ask me about this, and as the son and the person YOU'RE arranging, the least you could do is to inform us ahead."
Your mother stood up and slammed a hand on the table. "Do not talk back to your mother, Julio. Alma and I have all the reason to make this happen!"
A gush of wind brought goosebumps on your arms. Shivering, you glanced at Pepa who also had signs of distress from the atmosphere in the dining room. Beside her was Camilo stroking her back and calming her down.
It did not help.
Sooner or later, everyone started yelling at each other. Pepa was yelling at Alma to stop Julio and his mother from yelling, and yeah, just a total mess.
You had no care for what was happening around you, being too focused to NOT let your gift show, to NOT risk glass breaking, to NOT yell in anger, and most importantly, to NOT change the colors of the wine glass, cabinet glass, and window glass to a red color matching your stressed emotions. The last thing anyone would want from this is finding out someone else has a miracle.
Muttering "dont hurt anyone" countless of times, Mirabel soon found herself embracing you, probably scared as well. Everyone else was.
Antonio's animals were freaked out, Dolores was covering her ears, Isabela sprouted vines to hold back an enraged Julio, and your parents were close to approaching him when-
"STOP!" Pepa yelled out, erupting a thunder within the room.
With the sudden yell, you burst as well. All the glass in the room shattering, freaking everyone out. They all stood up from their seats as the glass, even the chandelier shattered.
As a reflex, you raised your hands and in a split second, diverted all the glass shards to come to you, preventing it from hitting anyone else. At the spur of the moment, you yelled throughout. Glass shards were directed towards you, cutting yourself numerous times in the process. You backed away from everyone as the glass pieces fell through the floor.
You let out a sigh of relief after seeing no one get hit from the glass shards, well, everyone except you. But that didn't matter, you didn't want anyone to be hurt, and you never want to.
You looked up and saw everyone's eyes at you. Eyes of surprise were mixed with eyes of fear. Moving further back away, you heard your mother yell.
"What was that?"
"Why do you still have your gift?! Y/N!"
"They have a miracle?!"
"Y/N!"
You couldn't bear to hear anything else anymore.
Slowly walking away, you mumbled,
"I'm so sorry."
Jumping off from the now open glass-less window, you ran as far as your numb, scarred legs can take you.
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i'll do a part 2 because it's too long and to anon who requested, i hope you like it :')) (and uhh the camilo interactions will be at part 2 which i will upload in an hour or so)
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A New Face in Town
Summary: It was a new day, and a new town for you! Though, you figured out this place too had some interesting powers, a miracle of their own. You and your parents decide to keep your miracle a secret for now, but when a certain boy decides to say hello to you, you get quite startled.
Genre: Slice of life / Fluff
Camilo Madrigal x GN!Reader
A/N: Sorry for any spanish inaccuracy
Gift Explanation: You can create silk from your fingers out of nothing. Be it creating just silk strands, clothing options, or a large amount of silk at once.
Word Count: 2,036 Words
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡
You let out a breath, you stared at the sky, and you let out a groan. You hated moving, you hated it so much. You didn’t want to leave all the friends and memories you made where you used to live. But this place, apparently it would be way better for you and your family.
You had no idea how you got from your old home to here as you ended up falling asleep on the way, and when you awoke, it was like as if no time passed at all, and you were there! Maybe you just ended up sleeping through an entire night without a single disturbance. You were always a pretty heavy sleeper. But once you did arrive, your eyes widened in such surprise. The place you had just rode into was such a beautiful view. The mountains, the architecture, and just the community as a whole seemed so welcoming. You couldn’t help but smile a bit.
Maybe this place wouldn’t be so bad, hm?
It didn’t take long for you to think this as you hopped out of the wagon that carried most of your things. Your mother and you rode in one wagon while your father rode in another, allowing you to carry as much as needed to your new home. You walked out towards the empty house that would soon serve as your new casa, and as you looked at it, you smiled.
You would look over to your mom who called your name, smiling to you as you did, seeing that you weren’t too upset. She knew you were nervous about this move, and seeing you excited about the home that sat in front of you warmed her heart.
“Now, (Y/n), do remember we’re trying to keep our gifts a secret until I can talk to the head of town, hm?” She said, smiling gently to you, placing a hand gently on your cheek. You soon leaned into the touch, giggling a bit as you nodded. “Yah mama! I know, you’ve only said it like 10 times before we got here!” You said, exaggerating the amount your mother had spoken the phrase. She rolled her eyes playfully. Right your gifts. You heard that the people of this town were famous for the gifts they held to allow their community to prosper. But they weren’t the only people in the world that were granted with a miracle. When your mother was injured and sick, almost dying, your father got down on his knees and prayed, and soon a light engulfed his hands, healing your mother with the touch of his finger. Though he can’t do it often, only if someone was about to die.
Your mother wasn’t granted with such a gift, but you were. A gift to create silk from the very fingertips of your hands. You could create any piece of clothing or even a ball of silk around anything. It was quite fun to mess with, and it was the reason your family decided to move here. The clothing you made and practiced making became better and better over the years and your father thought it would be a good idea to move elsewhere to start a business with your cloth making. You were upset at first, but it didn’t take long for you to be convinced.
“Go buy some food for lunch as me and your papa start to unpack the carts. We’ll need something quick to eat.” She spoke. “I will be going to meet with the... the Madrigals I think it was, soon and I would like us all to be not on an empty stomach,” She told you and you couldn’t help but nod excitedly as she handed you some cash. It was time to head down to the town square!
As you walked, eyes were on you as people began to wave to you, telling you soft welcomes as your feet clacked down on the hard stone bellow you. You had a gentle smile on your lips as you walked, waving to anyone who did to you. You were honestly excited to introduce yourself to such kind faces. You didn’t think you could see nicer looking people than where you used to live, but every single one of these members of the community just looked like the sweetest people.
It didn’t take you too long to get to your destination, as the Encanto wasn’t too big. You would walk down the streets, stretching out your arms, into the plaza of the town. It was bustling with people. You couldn’t help but look at all of the faces, the presences and feel a pitting feeling in your stomach. You were good with people, you couldn’t help but admit it, you had to be to work in a shop, but when it comes to crowds, you loose all of your strength to even face socializing.
As you looked at it all with a shaky breath escaping your lips, you were about to take a step forwards into the area, until you felt a tap on your shoulder. You jumped from your skin, swearing your soul had just left your body as your head whipped around.
But what you saw was more than shocking. It was you! As if you were looking in a mirror! You would let out a small gasp as you put up your hands defensively, shutting your eyes tight as if the one in front of you was a threat. For all you knew they were! You didn’t know why there was someone who looked just like you right there.... that was until you thought of something.
The Madrigals!
Your face whipped back around to see a large ball of silk surrounding the one that looked just like you. Your eyes widened almost right away as fear consumed your chest as you would look down to your palms, laced with string and silk. You felt eyes glued onto you, and anxiety crushed your shoulders like a weight of an anvil was dropped onto you.
You threw your hands up into the air and soon the silk was completely gone, forced into disappearing into thin air, being removed from the tips of your fingers and allowing the, now curly haired boy, in front of you to see the sun once more. The boy’s jaw was dropped, his eyes wide in surprise, and you couldn’t help but tear up as they all stared.
You inhaled sharply, mumbling a sorry as you rushed passed the poncho wearing boy, back towards your home. You just got here and you already made a fool of yourself and went back on what you promised your mom not to do. You felt guilt build up in your chest so quickly, a cloud forming in your thoughts, but right as you were about to let it all consume you, you heard a voice.
Calming.
Charming.
A voice deep and beautiful.
You turned back towards it and you saw the same boy. They were chasing after you, but why? He actually looked worried as he came up to you, letting out heavy breaths from having to run after you. “Who are you?!” They asked in an almost panicked fashion before he caught himself, covering his mouth for a moment,
“Oops, didn’t mean to sound like that! Ehe... Uh, you’re the new person Abuela said was moving in. She said there was going to be something special about you all but...” They had a smile on their features, putting a hand on their hip, moving the yellow cloth from his side.
You would look them up and down, before taking a deep breath. They weren’t mad... you couldn’t help but feel a wave of relief throughout your entire being. “Uh, I’m (Y/n...),” You say, nervously putting a hand on the back of your neck. “And uh... yeah...! I guess, uh, you guys aren’t the only ones with gifts...?” You shrugged a bit, letting out an awkward chuckle.
The boy’s eyebrows seemed to raise some, kinda surprised in your sudden change in expression and demeanor. When not in a crowd, when in an open space, that’s when you’re able to calm down and be yourself. Crowds just made you so nervous. “Oh yeah, that I got. What was that though? Some sort of string?”
You put out your hand, shaking it left and right a bit as if to say he was kinda on the right track. “It’s silk. Kinda similar to clothing material!” You said, seeming to relax more and more the two of you spoke. They seemed to smile at this, their own body becoming more relaxed.
“Oh gotcha! So can you make like clothes with it then?” The question made you giggle a bit as you nodded. He seemed genuinely curious, and you didn’t mind answering any questions. You were just glad he wasn’t mad at you or anything. But with that kind of face, you couldn’t really imagine him getting mad at all!
...
Why did you just think that? You would look over his features, now actually being able to see them without feeling panicked and scared. The freckles that decorated his cheeks, the tone of his skin, his beautiful chocolate brown eyes, all of it was so beautiful to you, and you couldn’t help but allow a small red color to dust over your own cheeks.
You shook your head, clearing your throat, “Uh yea yea! I can ehe!” You say, after finally noticing you hadn’t responded to his question. “Uh, say, I didn’t catch your name,” You would comment, really wondering what kind of name would match such a handsome face.
“Camilo! Camilo Madrigal.” They say, smiling proudly. Soon, he seemed to turn right back into you, getting every single one of your features accurate. It still took you off guard, so your expression shifted to surprise and slight fear. Seeing yourself on someone else, when not in a mirror was so odd and nerve racking.
Though he did take quite a bit of note to this as his own eyebrows seemed to rise, “Ah, forgot you don’t entirely know what I can do huh! I can shapeshift!” They exclaim, doing a bit of a jazz hands towards you.
“Oh! Ah I see! That’s really cool but uh, can you not turn into me?” You would ask, a nervous expression moving across your eyes.
“¡Ah, lo siento, lo siento! Didn’t mean to offend!” He says, placing a hand on his own neck, seeming to become nervous himself. Talking with a new person, one who wasn’t born in the town was quite the interesting experience for him.
“No no, you didn’t! I just, it kinda unnerves me.” You said, shaking your head.
As you both looked down to the ground for a moment as an awkward haze moved throughout your conversation, you both seemed to blush out of slight embarrassment.
“Uh-” “Um-” You both tried to speak at one time,
“Oh no, you go first!” You insited,
“No no, you were gonna speak first! ¡Adelante!” He told you, and you couldn’t stop a giggle from escaping your lips.
“Okay okay! Uh, well, we’re gonna have dinner soon yes? I seemed to have taken... quite some time to try and get some food. I could barely even get myself to go and get something.” You would say, glancing to the sky as the original blue that painted above turned into pinks and oranges.
“Yea! I was just gonna mention that! Uh, you want me to walk you there?” Camilo would ask, smiling warmly at you.
Your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat at the look of him. God he was so cute and he had no idea. You would chuckle some, “Sure!” You say.
The boy would put out his arm to you and you would link your own around his. You smiled up/down at him, letting out a small sigh. “Say... wanna be friends?” You would suggest.
The boy’s face lit up! “Would I!” They exclaimed before their face quickly reddened. “Ahem, I mean, Sure!”
You both let out small giggles after a small moment of silence before beginning to walk to the casita Madrigal.
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A/n: Hi this was of my own Idea and I hope you guys enjoyed it!
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Basically my dream last night😀
I had to...
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Alright! My requests are now open for arcane and enchanto. Of course if you look at my pinned post I have other fandoms as well! I will only be doing 10 requests at a time for now on the way I don't wear myself out!
I will not be writing for Antonio for obvious reasons he is a kid.
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𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭? (𝐏𝐓𝟐)
"Heyyyyy, aren't you the best brother ever?"
- carlos madrigal x gn!reader
- run run runaway baby, why are you running away from him after that night lol?
- 18+ please dni!
- warnings! Honestly just a lot of blushing, flushed and flustered
- this is part 2 of 'Can we stay in this moment?'
↳ Read part 1 here!
The thought of that dance you had with thee Carlos Madrigal haunted you the whole night. Still as excited and giddy when you got home and in bed, kicking the air under your bedsheets to the point a family member of yours had to tell you off. You went to sleep with a smile, your heart still running a few hundred miles per hour. When will the sun rise already?
The next day, you went out on an errand, still feeling as happy at the thought of accidentally bumping into the moon at broad daylight. As you were skipping around town, you spotted his figure casually walking around and his mind elsewhere. The apple in his hand was being thrown up and down while the other was tucked in his pocket. The hair that was covering one of his eyes bounces in rhythm with his steps.
At the mere sight of him your heart thumped and your body tensed before turning around to walk into a crowd to hide. It has occurred to you that you have no plans whatsoever if you were to confront him, which lead to you doing the next best thing, avoid him. There is no way you could talk to him without the memory of you two together seeping in your head and make you flustered.
Deep in thought, you weren’t paying attention on the street in front of you, resulting to you bumping into someone and made you lose your balance, falling down onto the granite street.
"Oops, sorry! I've been looking everywhere for you!" The boy lent his hand, his yellow ruana fluttered in front of you. A sigh of relief was let out before you accepted Camilo's hand, he lead you towards an alleyway where there was lesser people.
"You were looking for me?"
"Hm, yeah! Dios mio, im so sorry for not staying with you the whole night" there was guilt in his eyes and sincerity in his voice.
You smiled at him and shook your head "It's okay, I had a good time that night!" After all, if he did live up to his promise then the dance wouldn't had happened.
He placed the both of his hands on his waist "Ohhh really?" he grinned "Where did you go last night? After talking with my friend that night, i went looking for you. But you were nowhere to be found~" he raised and pointed his index finger at your face and drew circles in the air in a teasing manner. His grin growing larger at the slight opportunity to tease you.
Your lips pursed to think of a lie that can be told, the attempt was pointless as Camilo pointed out the reddening tints on your face.
"Woah, is- are you blushing?"
One look at Camilo's evil grin, you turned around and walked away from him.
"Hey hey, wait up tell me! What happend?" Camilo chuckled as he followed you from behind.
"Not a word from me, Camilo" you put up a hand in front of him and averted your attention back on the street.
He ran pass by and turned around to walk backwards and face you "Getting defensive, are we? What was it yn? Or rather WHO was it?" he crossed his arms and rubbed his chin to think.
"Dios mio-" you groaned, he will not let you off about this is he.
A few days went by and the teasing from Camilo had died down (sort of). Although, nothing has changed between you and Carlos, once spotting his infamous red ruana with it's lined and zigzagged pattern, you immediately stepped away to avoid getting spotted by him.
Of course there is one time where Carlos did try to find you in form of his brother but before he could say hi to you, Camilo had tackled him to the ground. Absolutely oblivious about his brother's intentions to talk with you. The fight wasn't serious thankfully as Carlos told Camilo that he wasn't planning to do anything bad. Why would he?
As days passed, Carlos grew more and more restless, he needs to approach you. He needs to tell you how he felt. Then one day, he decided that he was desperate enough to resort to a plan he had.
As everyone was getting ready to do their chores, Carlos exited his room and and went to Camilo's door. He knocked on the door gently and peeked inside.
"Oh Carlos, what are you doing here?" Camilo raised an eyebrow at his brother, he never once saw Carlos so nervous when he enters his room.
Carlos coughed and crossed his arms, leaning on the walls of the room "Heyyyy Camilo, aren't you the best hermano mayor I could ever have" he mentally gagged at whatever just came out of his mouth.
Camilo snickered "Pft- what? Are you ill?"
The younger rolled his eyes and immediately replaced his annoyed face with a smile "I just wanted to show my.... appreciation to you, that’s all" he swung his hand downwards as an expression to say 'nothing else just wanted to'.
"Okay, cut it, just tell me what do you want"
Carlos sighed "geez okay, fine. I was about to compliment you as well"
Camilo knitted his eyebrows and tilt his head in question "What did you want that made you so desperate?"
"Um pleasehelpmetalktoyn" he blurted out and glanced towards his brother.
It took Camilo a while to arrange the words but he managed "why? Just, talk to them" he questioned before a thought struck him which made him snapped his head towards Carlos with his eyes widened "Wait unless you mean you want me to help you conf-"
"No! Yes- i mean maybe- just, help me talk to them. They have been avoiding me and I'm scared that I crossed the line that night"
Camilo's ears perked up hearing the word 'that night' "you were with yn that night? What happened" the same grinned he had when he asked where you went that day appeared. It's not everyday he gets to tease his brother.
"No" Carlos replied as he opened the door.
"Ayaya, wait!" Camilo ushered himself out of the room to chase down Carlos.
"I'm being such an idiot" you groaned, hugging your knees to your chest. The wind was softly making your hair flutter, the sight of playing children and working adults calming you down. It doesn’t stop you from looking around your surroundings for the familiar red ruana, flinching every time you saw similar ones.
“Yn!” you turned your head towards the voice and the sound of footsteps getting closer to you. “Man, why is it so hard to look for you nowdays?” the boy in yellow asked, panting with hands on his knees as he huffed out heavy breathes from running.
You rest your chin on your palm and tilted your head a little “why have you been looking for me? Actually, why were you running? I’m not going to run anywhere” ‘not from you at least’
“I need your help! No questions, just trust me, it’s important” he shoved a hand in front of you.
You hesitantly grabbed his hand “Um okay, Camilo wait-” when he said no questions asked, he meant say nothing at all and immediately dragged you towards, what looks like his house.
Once reaching the casita, you expected Camilo to open the door to some sort of chaotic scenery that you needed to help him with, instead he went around the casita and lead you to the back of his house. He didn’t say anything when walking through a path you very well knew.
“Wait how did you-” “Nada questions, yn” you never told Camilo about the hideout - yet, you were originally planning to tell Camilo about it if you two ever got together, oh how the plan will never happen - although, now that you think about it, is he perhaps...?
“We’re here!” Camilo exclaimed which pulled you out of your trance, the place was just how you left it. The memory of that night made it’s way to the surface and you flushed at the thought. Shaking the thought, you looked at Camilo “There’s nothing going on here that I could help, did you need anything?”
He released your hand and stepped back, a hand scratching the back of his neck “Uhhh, stay here, I’ll- I will this time, be right back” he turned on his heel and ran away. You were left confused and dazed at his behaviour.
You shrugged at his actions and walked closer to the well known tree that now held a memory that made you flustered. Whilst looking down at the tree you felt heat creeping up your cheeks, making you turned away. “That memory has a grip on me, for goodness sake” you whispered to yourself and lightly slapped your cheek to get the thought out of your head.
“What memory mi vida?” a light thump on the grass can be heard as you turned around to see Carlos jumping off from the tree branch. The sunlight peeking through the gaps of the forest’s leaves, making his features more vibrant and clear for you to see. A smile plastered on his mouth as one of his hand fiddled with the ends of his ruana -a small indication that he was nervous- and the other on his hip.
You stumbled backwards in shocked "Um Carlos..?" the soles of your feet already getting ready to run "I- um- do you-"
"Are you going to run away again yn?" he stepped closer to you, biting the inside of his cheek "Did I go overboard that night?"
Immediately, you soften at the sight of his worried state "You didn't, I enjoyed myself that night" you smiled at him with reassurance. A sigh of relief escaped Carlos' mouth and after a while of silence you opened your mouth "so uh, do you need help or I'll just be on my way?"
"Do you still like Camilo?" he played with his fingers, his eyes refusing to meet yours. He felt uncertain of your feelings, what if you still like his brother and all of this is a waste? He would never say how nervous he was of course but he couldn't help wonder, he wasn't familiar with the romance field. He just wanted to fuck around and mess with people. Confessing is whole other story, for now he just had to confess in his own way.
The question surprised you of course, leaving you flushed, of course you don't, not anymore. As you were struggling to push your thoughts out of your mouth, the boy was getting anxious "This is a mistake, I'm sorry-"
"Wait I-" you groaned, trying hard to gather your words "I don't like Camilo, not anymore not after we..." heat made its way to your face, stopping you from continuing. Can't believe a memory from a few days ago still makes you feel fuzzy inside.
"After we what cariña/o?" The spitting image of his confidence came back when he noticed your flushed cheeks, stepping closer to you, smirking.
You glared at him, putting a hand up in between you and him "weren't you nervous just a second ago?"
"Absolutely no idea what you're talking about" he gently grabbed your shoulders and pushed you back until you could feel a tree trunk touching you, your head looking up towards him. "Do you like anyone right now?"
"Why are you asking?" you snickered at his question, his sudden confidence made you felt competitive.
He settled a hand on the tree behind you to lean closer, your noses just an inch away "Because I like someone"
You bit the inside of your lip, holding back the smile twitching the corner of your mouth "I do, i do like someone actually"
"Is it me?"
"and what if it is?"
"Then can i..." his eyes flickered between your lips and your soft gaze on him. Heat surfaced your complexion as you nodded and closed your eyes.
His lips were warm and soft sending tingles down your spine, you felt his arms wrapping around your waist as you moved your hands to run through his curly hair, making the kiss deepened.
Eventually the both of you ran out of breath and pulled away, his face bursting with colours just as red as yours. One slight moment of eye contact with him made you hid your face into his shoulder, embarrassed.
He chuckled at your reaction, his smile had never been so wide "getting embarrassed are you, amor?" he stroked your hair.
"That was my first" you murmured into his ruana before pulling away to look at him.
"That was your what?" he raised an eyebrow in question as he stared at you.
"My first kiss, was it not yours too?"
"It- it was"
Silence filled the air as the both of you got lost into each other's eyes before bursting out a laughing mess in one another's arms. Comfortable with the warmth both parties provided.
You hugged him tightly and muttered "te quiero Carlos" a dopey grin plastered on your face.
He returned the embrace and melted "te quiero más, yn" you made the moon feel safe.
They will be just fine..
Bonus!
A plan written by the twins themselves! so that Carlos (AND ME) could clearly sort out what they were going to do to get the two of you together!
Just in case, bold is camilo and carlos is italic!
Would you guys believe me if I told you that this is my first time writing a confession scene. I had to search how to confess on wikihow but I never used any of the steps here LMAO.
I was and always will be a mainly angst writer, most of my fics before this were just the love interest dying either before they dated or they already dated in the fic. Anywho, I hope you guys enjoyed part 2! I would say carlos was ooc near the end but like I said, he's not canon🧍
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pairing: camilo madrigal x gn reader
req: yes | headcanons
@choicee: i wanna share this funny scenario i thought of lmao- okay so remember how Cami shifted into felix once? BUT SMALLER? what if YN just deals with a really mini cami at times, he just chills on their shoulder or something, just torments the hell outta them or whatever cami would do. OR would he like make himself just the slightest bit taller than YN to irritate them like, aha no idea what ur talking about i’ve always been this tall
reader details: Reader is naturally taller than Camilo, with Cami being an estimated height of 5′ 4″ or 162 cm.
a/n: reader knows spanish, he/they pronouns for Camilo. People that don’t care about their height wouldn’t be irritated, but I’m not people. I take pride in my height! On the nose, there. Fic was really quick to write hm.
The first time Camilo turns into a mini human, you are understandably shocked.
“You are the size of my finger.”
“Yeah!” He hugs the finger you’ve put beside him for comparison, “So?”
“So?” You scoff, “You’re fine with that?”
They reply with even more enthusiasm in their squeaky little voice, “Yeah!”
As much as Camilo wants to surprise you sometime by sneakily hopping onto your clothes as a mini human and popping out randomly, he really can’t. They may be tiny, but you can still feel them. He’s accepted it by now.
Whenever he’s sluggish, lazy, tired or he simply wants to chill on you, he hops onto your shoulder for a ride.
“Cruisin’ along?”
“Yeah.”
They have, 100%, avoided chores this way.
He’d also like being thrown up into the air, like a makeshift trampoline. It’s pretty fun, plus there’s no danger to it! He can transform mid air! Okay, maybe if he lands on his back or something it’ll hurt, but he’s got feet for a reason.
“Trust me, I’m fine, I’m like a cat! I’ll land on my feet.”
“If you say so.”
Camilo shouts when you throw them up in the air, “Woohoo!” and his arms are high and flailing. “Hey you heard about that thing that ants don’t get hurt when they fall? Wanna test that?”
They turn even smaller, so small that you’ve lost sight of them, “CAMILO? CAMILO I CAN’T SEE YOU!”
He’s fineee.
As for getting taller, well…
“Cami.”
“What is it?”
“Are you taller than before?”
“Pfft,” He laughs, “No, no, of course not.” You can see through all his lies, not that he cares to drop the act. “I’ve always been this tall!”
“Mhm,” Your stare becomes blank as it lands on them. “really?”
“Absolutely.” He’s radiating with confidence and not planning to back down any time soon.
The next time you see them that day, they seem to have grown taller again. “Cami, you’re nearly my height now.”
“Am I?” He looks down at his body as if he could tell that way, “Or have you shrunk?”
You roll your eyes, “I’m not the one with shapeshifting powers.”
The next time you see him, he’s also taller; same goes for the next and the time after that. They've finally surpassed your height a noticeable amount, though only noticeable if you know this has been going on.
“Camiloooo?”
He answers smugly, with a smirk on his face, “¿Sí, mi amor?”
“You’re taller than me.”
“Whaaat? Pfft,” They wave their hand at you dissmisively, “No, that’s ridiculous, mi cielo! ¿Siempre he sido tan alto, mkay?”
(I've always been this tall, mkay?)
“Right. Yeah, yeah, sure. I’ll go ask Pepa.”
“Mamá va decir nothing’s changed too!”
(Mom will say)
Pepa watches her son from her spot beside you. With no one to compare him to, she’s having a hard time seeing if anything’s off. “Hmm, I don’t know, (y/n).” She’s got her finger resting against her chin and eyes in a squint as she observes. “I can’t tell.”
You groan, “Fine, fine, Cami!”
“¿Sí, vida?”
“¡Ven aca!”
(Come here!)
Camilo’s got that smug look on his face again as he stands next to you, “What is it that you need me for, hmm?”
“Just stand next to me. You know what I need you for.”
“You need my company-?”
“No, no, Camilo. That’s not it.”
Pepa’s still squinting. You stand next to each other for a few minutes, Camilo moving their head this and that way to make it even harder for their mom to think over your heights. “Mamá, apurate por fa. Tengo tareas.” Here he is, acting all innocent.
(Mom, hurry up please. I have chores.)
“No, I don’t see anything.”
Camilo gives you a neat little smile before heading off on their merry way. You swear he’s got a pep in his step.
“Pepa, I swear if you’re in on this…”
“What’s ‘this’?”
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