C a m i l o x R e a d e r (Encanto)

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"Oh, Y/n! Are you here to see Camilo? Let me go-" "Um, no, Mirabel actually wanted me to come over." You interrupted Mirabel's mother and waved at Mirabel who came up behind her. 

"Let's go for a walk." Mirabel said, pushing past her mom and gesturing to you to follow her. When you were far away enough to speak without being heard by anyone but Dolores, Mirabel turned to you and said,

"Y/n, Camilo's sick. And he won't let Mamí feed him anything..." "What? Why not?" "I don't know, but you should go see him. He's been in his room all day." You started to walk back, feeling slightly nervous at the prospect of seeing your 'boyfriend'.

I hope he's not feeling too bad...

You knocked softly at Camilo's door. It opened a crack and two dark brown eyes peered back into your (e/c) ones. "Y/n?" His voice sounded raspier than usual. You slipped into his room, closing the door behind you. "I'm...happy you're here now. I'm so cold..." He coughed, then collapsed into your arms. "Camilo, are you okay?" You felt his forehead, he had a high fever. "You shouldn't be out of bed. Come on." 

You dragged him to his bed, struggling a little to lay him down gently. "Why didn't you get Tía Julieta to cure you?" He smiled a little. "I'm not telling." You thought this was more than a little strange, but decided not to say anything. 

"Okay, well, I'm going to get you some water." You attempted to walk away but, finding that you were unable to, looked and saw, to your surprise, that Camilo had put his arms around your waist and buried his face in your skirt. "Y/n, don't go." he said in a muffled voice. "W-what? Why not?" You found yourself flustered but couldn't pull away from him, he seemed to need you. "I'm freezing, and you're so warm." he looked up at you and smiled, that pleading smile you had found yourself victim to so many times. 

"Ugh, fine!" You blushed. "So what do you even want me to do, be your heater?" Camilo grinned at you adorably and sat up, motioning for you to sit on his bed. You climbed up and flopped onto the yellow blankets. He scooted closer to you and laid his head on your lap. 

You couldn't resist the urge to stroke his curly hair, and gently brushed it out of his eyes. Camilo fell asleep almost immediately. Poor Camilo, you thought. He usually takes ages to fall asleep, he must have been feeling really bad. 

Recalling the sleepovers you had had with Mirabel and Camilo when you were little, all of you being around the same age, you remembered that he'd been the last one to fall asleep because he just wouldn't stop talking, and the first one awake. He'd woken you up by turning into various people and tackling you. You yawned and slowly drifted off to sleep yourself.

I hope u guys liked this chapter, it was actually a lot of fun to write, I got the idea from @imanactualpsycopath, thank you so much!