*time skip to 1 weeks*
You have grown close to Camilo, you guys had the same humor, you fell in love with him but you and your little mean insecure brain thought he didn't so you tried to bury your feelings.
Little did you know he also got a crush on you but can't get himself to tell you, he would shape shift to different people to get at least a small tiny hint that you liked him back.
Eventually you catch on him.
"Hey Y/n-"
"Camilo, I know thats you"
"Yep, sorry" The boy shapeshifts back and walks away
He was so in love he always told his sister how he would feel about you
"SO, there's this girl I lik-"
"I know"
"Can I-"
"Yes you can tell me about her"
"Oh great!" He said in excitement sitting down on a chair in Dolores's room, he rambles how much he likes you while Dolores listens, nodding her head when she agrees.
As you stayed in the little cottage house they built you,you've noticed that your mood effects your powers. When you're flustered, snow flakes fall, when you're stressed the atmosphere in the room you are in gets colder, and when you're angry ice gets every where (YK LIKE ELSA WHEN SHE GOT ANGRY AT ANNA IN THE START OF THE MOVIE😩😩😩😱).
You also caught the habit of writing love letters that you're never gonna give to Camilo and Isolating yourself in your cottage.
The town people were worried how you have not been out of your cottage for like 3 days and have been surviving of the shit ton of food that Camilo brought for you before. Soon enough they contacted the Madrigals and they asked Camilo to check on you since you two are close.
*knock knock*
"Are you there" He puts his ear against the door
"doors open" he hears you yell
He walks in to you pacing back and forth holding a few papers in your hands, it was also kind if cold
"Y/n? Mi Vida? Princesa? Mi Corazón?"
"YES THAT'S THE WORD THANK YOU" You point your pencil at him and started writing it down on the paper
While you were doing, whatever you are doing, he walks around the living room having chills down his spine and seeing a lot (and I mean A LOT) of papers on the walls, floors, everywhere.
"What's this for? You writing a book?" He asks trying to read one of the smudged letters
"Nope, just a letter" You stack them on the side of your desk
"To who?"
"No one."
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