𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Golden rush

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Camilo Madrigal x GN! Reader

Genderfluid Camilo is hinted at.

(Y/LN)- your last name

(Y/MN) -your mother's name

(Y/AN) - your aunt's name

You have been friends with Mirabel for as long you can remember. Your two families were intertwined by your Abuelas. Abuela Alma had been friends with your Abuela since Encanto was founded. When Pedro died, Your Abuela was there right beside Alma to fight off all of her fears and anxiety and raising her new magical triplets. When your Abuela soon fell in love and had your mother and tia, it soon became clear that the candle's magic had spread. That it wasn't a familiar thing, but something spread through true love and your Abuela and Alma bond was one of pure sisterly love. Your mother was gifted the power to empathy and being able to change a persons emotions, making her and Pepa best friends. Your Tia could teleport, which always came in handy when her, Pepa, Julieta, Bruno, and your mother got into a little to much trouble. (Y/MN), Tia (Y/AN) , Julieta, Pepa, and Bruno were always best friends and that never changed. When Julieta and Pepa fell in love, your mother and tia followed in suit. The Madrigal-(Y/LN) family grew.

You were a year old when Mirabel was born. Your Mother and Julieta couldn't separate the two of you for too long before one, if not both of you, started crying for the other. When you were given your gift, Mirabel was right in front of you, an ever faithful and welcoming smile upon her face. All your nerves left, until a young Camilo would come around to tease you again. Camilo and you weren't not friends, but he always teased you. It was aggravating, sometimes you wished your power would be to silence people just so you could make him shut up. However useful silencing people would be, you were gifted telepathy and telekinesis. They for sure came in handy when you wanted to get back at Camilo, getting into his mind was just to easy and making him trip was even funnier. When Mirabel didn't receive a gift, you, and Bruno, were the only ones who werent disappointed. You knew that she didn't need a gift to be special, she was already so incredible.

As you grew up into the gorgeous 16 year old you are now, the town fell in love with you and your gifts. Isabela and you always seemed to be the talk of the town. Camilo hated it. He hated the way you walked and talked and countered all his quick remarks, the way your hands glided through the air as you used your gift to help the towns folk, how you could ease a hurting mind by just getting into their head and telling them it would be okay. He hated when you would send Mirabel little telepathic messages at diner causing her to burst into laughter. He hated how you and Mirabel could have conversations that Dolores couldn't hear, that he couldn't beg her to tell him how you felt about him. He hated that you were perfect, he hated that Mirabel didn't dislike you because of it. Camilo and Mirabel couldn't gossip and gawk about you the way they did about Isabela. Camilo hated how he wanted what you and Mirabel had. He hated how you always looked like the hero from Antonio's children's books that you'd read to him at night when Pepa wanted a break. Camilo hated how he wanted you to notice him.

What he didn't know was how you noticed him. You notice when he looks at you and when he blushes a bright red when you call his name or comment on said or did. You noticed when he thought about someone so hard he'd turn into them. You notice how he cares so much for his family, even if he tries to make it seem like he doesn't at times. You noticed how when Bruno came back, he started to find comfort in him. You noticed him, just as much as he noticed you.

However, It was normal day when he realized that you think about him just as much as he thinks about you. Julieta had called for dinner, and Mirabel and you were making your way to the dining room. Camilo was already there, teasing Isabela about the girl that Isabela had started to crush on. Ever since Isabela let being perfect all go, she had started to take insert in the towns baker. A lovely young lady who always snuck little pastries to Isabela when she went to pick up the bread order. Camilo noticed right away on this new little "friendship".

"Oh come on Isabela! Just admit that you loooooove her!" He cooed before shifting his form into the baker. Camilo batted his eyes, still in her form, before Isabela hit him on the arm, cause Camilo to yelp.

"Will you stop that, Camilo." You huffed, "I think it's really courageous that Isabela has actually started to be herself. I feel like you would understand that." Camilo shifted back and sighed softly before taking his sit across from you. He watched as you turned to Mirabel and smirked, Mirabel giggled softly. Camilo knew you must have sent her a "mind message" as he called it. Camilo scuffed before turning to Dolores who was already too busy fawning and giggling with Mariano. He wanted to feel like that, feel wanted by someone in a romantic way. He wanted it with you, but were probably in love with Mirabel. It looked that way in his eyes. Camilo wanted you to look at him the way Dolores looked at Mariano, or the way he looks at Dolores. The look of pure love and adoration. He wanted you to feel the warmth and love that flooded through his body when he thought about you. He wanted to be able to run his fingers through your hair, make you laugh the way Mirabel did, make you smile like she did. He wanted to make everyone in the town jealous because he could date you, he knew there was a fair share of people in the town who wanted to date you. He wanted them to suffer cause they couldn't have you the way he had you. He just want-

"Camilo...are you okay?" Dolores asked softly. Camilo was thrown out of his thoughts by her concerned voice. He looked around to see everyone looking at him.

"uh yeah? why?" he sighs softly.

"Uh...Camilo. You kinda just started crying out of nowhere before shifting into me..." Camilo, despite noticing everything about you, hadn't noticed how you moved beside him. Your hands cupping his face, well your face? Camilo turned to you and quickly shifted back, tears still in his eyes.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean too...I wasn't thinking." he hastily tired to reassure you, he never wanted to make you sad and he could tell you were. 'Or perhaps you were thinking a bit too much?' Camilo almost fell off his chair as he heard your voice ring through his head. "I uh...I'm sorry...I didn't mean too."

Camilo stared at you, eyes filled with confusion and face plagued with anxiety. Your voice flooded his head again, your warm voice erupting into his brain like lava. 'Everything is okay, I see you. I feel you. It's okay. You don't have to fear, Mi Vida.'

The rest of the Madrigals and (Y/LN)'s were confused, but it's okay. Cause in your eyes, the only one who mattered wasn't confused.