You were nervous as you went to find Camilo.
You knew him, you knew that he secretly got sensitive about things, and you decided to push away your own shyness to help him (and yourself) if he had heard you by asking for an answer and dropping it after that.
If he even actually heard me, you reminded yourself, but Pepa probably wouldn't have run off like that. You approached Camilo's door and hesitated. Immediately the casita caused the door to open and pushed you into the room, slamming the door shut. In all the years you had known the Madrigals, you had never actually been in any of their rooms except Mirabel's and Antonio's. Camilo's room was big and looked to be changing color, from light orange to blue. You saw him sitting in a corner, looking... sad?
"Camilo?" He looked up, startled and jumped to his feet when he saw you. "Oh, Y/n! I uh, didn't see you come in!" "Yeah, your casita just kind of threw me in here." You hesitated, but thought it best to ask before it became awkward. "Uh, were you... listening to my conversation with Mirabel?" He looked at the floor. "Um... yeah. Sorry." he said, scratching the back of his neck. "I couldn't hear anything very well, just Dolores told me you were talking about something interesting." he added. "I... didn't know you liked anyone. So, do I know him?"
"What? What are you talking about?" "Huh? I heard Mirabel say something like you liked some guy for ten years." You blushed deeply and bit your lip. Should I just go for it? But, he misunderstood me. I can wait... as long as it takes. "No, I think you just misheard me." "Really?" He looked hopeful but skeptical.
Wait... does he want to be wrong?
"You look kind of sad." you said, trying to turn the conversation away from yourself. "Well, I'm going to be honest, I kind of thought you liked me." You blinked. "Yeah, I know, stupid, right? I mean, it's not like I'm the only guy around here that's your age, and you're probably popular because you're so pretty..." He caught your eye as he said 'pretty' and you both looked away quickly. "I meant- just objectively, like of course you're pretty! Everybody thinks you're pretty! It's not just me." a blush spread across his cheeks.
"...Thanks, Camilo." You said awkwardly. You wanted desperately to hug him, hold him close... But that was too sudden, he would think you were a weirdo. You closed your eyes. You used to hug each other all the time when you were little, but now that you were fifteen, wouldn't that seem a little odd? You froze as a pair of arms surrounded you and opened your eyes.
Camilo was hugging you? He saw you looking at him in shock and quickly stepped away. "Sorry, I- didn't mean to..." "No, no, that's okay." You put your arms around him and he pulled you into his chest, embracing you. You noticed he'd become much taller since the last time you two had hugged. Your head was just past his shoulder.
Wow. You knew you were short, but...
K, I didn't really know how to end this lol. Anyways happy new year, it's 11:12 PM here so not quite the new year yet, but in a lot of places it's already 2022.
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Fanfictionyes, I know Camilo is 15, I'm 15 as well, so let's just say that y/n is 15 too. Also they are NOT related, I do not support incest *cough* Ouran Highschool Host Club *cough* (if you know you know) Y/n is a 15 year old girl (she is straight bc I am n...