𝖋𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖘 • 𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔬 𝔵 𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

part3

( t slur, the gay one not the trans one <3)

we arrive at his house, and fucking hell it is huge. like, is he rich or something? i mean i know the house is magic but does it like magically grow and look bigger or something? does it build itself? and where do they get the cost to engrave the door with a whole ass family portrait? i'm not even mad im just impressed.

" your house is cute, i love the door!" i smile at him, my words absolutely contrast what im thinking

"thank you! funny story, my prima mirabel touched the door handle and it was all like 'glitter!' 'sparkles!' and stuff like that and magically there was a family portrait" he explains, very excited but he really went on, he talks alot. Not in a bad way, i think its super cute and it means i get to talk less.

"that is, actually, a very funny story. I think i heard about that actually, but its great to hear it from the source" i say, partially flirty. For someone that barely gets social interactions, i am incredibly confident in what i say. He smirks from what i said, and he definitely took it as a challenge.

"well, ill get my tia to bring us some food to my room, and maybe while we're in there you can hear more from me." he chuckles and walks off, shouting behind him "wait there for now, pretty boy, ill be back in a second!" i stand there, very in shock with a dust of red across my face. perhaps he wins this one. When you read this, it doesnt sound very flirty, but like, he ephasises the 'hear more'. If you dont get it, im so sorry.

"Hi, are you camilo's boyfriend?" a pretty lady with a beautiful red embroidered and patterned skirt asked.

"no, i'm just his friend, my name is Y/N!" i smile at the lady.

"Oh! you're the cute guy with the baby from yesterday that camilo was talking about! im Dolores, its nice to meet you. " she's very quiet but she has alot of emotion in the things she says, its quite cute in a platonic way.

"its nice to meet you too, camilo talked about me to you?" i smile at her, but before she can answer camilo comes back and spoke over her.

"no i would never talk about a little gay guy that simply isnt true and if i did no i didnt, she doesnt know what shes talking about, id never." he laughs awkwardly yet sarcastically. He's very sarcastic, incase you havent noticed. " lets go pretty boy! tia is bringing us some food." he says, while walking away and up the stairs.

"bye Delores, it was nice meeting you!" i say while running to catch up with camilo.

camilo shuts the door behind me as i enter, and he has a massive bedroom, like, dude its like a theatre. the stage at the back, the bed infront of it in the orchestra stalls area, where there'd usually be instruments and such. the chairs and such that'd usually be there werent, but he does have the overlooking seats above the door. his room is super interesting, i guess its to be expected of a magical house.

"your bedroom is like. cute as fuck. are you a theatre kid????" i ask, a smile on my face out of, well, amusement and interest.

"mayhaps. we dont talk about that though, shh..." he says, laughing. he sits on his bed and lays back, and its one of those huge beds, not a single or double or anything, like a king sized bed, big enough for 4 people. huge man, fr. he pats beside him, and i oblige, i lay back next to him, and look at the ceiling.

Are you kidding me?

"Why is there a mirror on your ceiling, above your bed." i ask, wheezing.

"dont judge me i am so hot and sexy! why wouldnt there be a mirror on my ceiling?" he retorts, obviously joking.

"how do you deal with waking up every morning to your own face? like i get it if there was like a cardboard cut-out of like jesus on your ceiling because like waking up to someone elses face is like cute or something, but like, a mirror? really?" i ask, joking aswell.

"well i wouldnt mind waking up to your face every morning, its kind of insulting really that you wouldnt do the same to me." he flirts, and i, do what any normal teenager would, i turn red.

"THAT WAS SO UNWARRANTED!" he turns over onto his side to stare at my red face, and i turn the other way so he wouldnt see.

"aww youre blushing! youre such a twink. you love me bad. you wanna kiss me dont you!" he lays his hand on my waist, laughing as he speaks.

"you are SUCH a flirt, calm yourself!" i laugh and roll off the bed, getting back up and pinning his arms above his head with one hand as i tickle him in the other, his laughter filling the room. he is such a child.

"StopPPppPPP!!" he squeals inbetween his wheezing., i crawl ontop of him and straddle him, so that he'd stop kicking me, and he had nowhere to go.

"You deserve this! dumb hoe!" i yell, but my strength wavered and he broke his arms free, and he grabbed my waist and flipped me, pinning me down instead, but, at that moment. his AUNT. CAME INTO THE ROOM. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME. THIS IS SO. STEREOTYPICAL.

" boys! food! " she yells, opening the door. in a hurry camilo looks behind him and lets go of my arms, but it is too late. she already saw enough. her poor eyes.

"TIA!" camillo shouts, she places the plates on the floor and backs out of the room.

" i am so sorry." the door clicks behind her, as she closes it. Camilo turns back around and realises he is still straddling me and i look up at him, my face red.

"i-" he starts but cuts himself off and gets off me.

"that is the single most wholesome reason for straddling someone, yet still taken in the worst way possible." i start, "i'm sorry for making your tia witness this it is completely my fault i should not have pinned you down in the first place." i cover my face with my hands out of embarassment.

"dude no its chill its my fault aswell so can we just like pretend this never happened because my poor tia is gonna tell my mama and im gonna be interrogated anyway, so lets just not think about it until i am forced to" he laughs, obviously not freaking out like i am. " you looked cute underneath me" he continues talking about it, AFTER telling me, not to even think about it.

"I thought you JUST said not to think about it!!" i freak out, my blush turning even redder.

"yeah but you're obviously not very calm about it and its just so funny to tease you." he flirts.

" you are so annoying!" i laugh, removing my hands from my face, as camilo lays back again.

"says the one that just pinned me down a second ago? doesnt seem like you find me very annoying mi vida" he lays on his side, facing me.

"we have known eachother for a day. a singular day, and you are already calling me mi vida? you're moving so fast pretty boy, maybe you should slow down." i tease

"oh you wont want me slowing down later though will you?" he winks at me.

"BRO SHUT UPPP I AM A MINOR DONT TALK TO ME YOU'RE WEIRDDD WEIRD DUNK BRO." i freak out but like in a funny way

"omg i cant believe you assumed i meant such gross things, that is So Dirty minded of you, you should leave my house, casita does not allow such heinous acts." he replies, sarcastically.

"you know what you meant." i glare, jokingly.

We stayed like this for hours, going from talking about the most unusual things, to flirting again, over and over again.