While searching through things in the basement, you saw a box. You looked inside and saw pictures of Camilo and you when you were twelve. Tears formed in your eyes at the nostalgia and you decided to keep two of them.
In the first photo, you both were on the swings at a park, looking and smiling at each other. In the second one, you were holding Camilo in a piggyback ride. You remembered that you were taller than him back in the day. You were always teasing him about it and reminding him. Now, the top of your head arrives at the middle of his nose. He became taller and he enjoys reminding you how smaller you are. Seems like the tables have turned.
You closed the box and started searching for the mattress again. You finally found it, but when you looked around, there was a hole. Camilo would not be able to sleep on it.
"Bruh.." You yelled. "Fucking piece of shit," You added.
How is he supposed to sleep now? It's not like he'll sleep on the floor.
Meanwhile, you were searching in the basement, Camilo went to the porch to pick up his backpack that contained his clothes. He went back upstairs and entered your room. After he dropped it on your bed, Camilo was about to go downstairs to join you when something caught the corner of his eye. He turned around and walked to your desk. Along with the books and papers, was a necklace. It wasn't just a necklace though, it was a BFF one that the two friends gave each other a couple of years ago. The teenager smiled softly and took it in his hand, examining the jewelry closely.
"Don't you know that looking around people's stuff is rude?" You spoke sarcastically as you entered the room. "Yeah well, I don't care mi amor."
"Hold up here, Cami. Hear me out." You advanced to Camilo's ear and whispered. "I'm not your amor."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." He replied, smirking at you. "Gosh, you're so annoying." You said while crossing your arms.
Camilo laughed and dropped the necklace where it originally was. "Um, well, I have to tell you something," You spoke up nervously, looking into his eyes.
"Finally confessing your love for me? Took you long enough, sweetheart." Camilo answered with a smug face.
"Ah, hell no! Not even in your dreams, dumbass." You made a disgusted face, mimicking throwing up. He chuckled in response. "We do way more than this in my dreams."
"Will you please shut up and listen to me now?" You asked, turning your body to the side so he wouldn't see you blushing at what he said. "Aw, are you blushing y/n?"
Shut up, idiot.
"Anyhoo, I went into the basement for the mattress and when I found it, there was a hole in it. We haven't used it for a long time, that's probably why." You said, changing the subject topic. "It's okay, I'll just sleep on your bed," He said casually and shrugged his shoulders.
"Okay. Wait, what?" You turned to look at him with a confused frown. "I'll sleep on your bed, with you, simple," Camilo repeated.
"Well, I.., I mean-" You stuttered. "What's the problem? We already slept together and did sleepovers before, what changed?"
"Yeah, you're right. No big deal, haha," You said nervously, hiding it badly.
"Okay... Well, I'm gonna go change. See you in 2 years since you'll be taking so much time to change, mi amor." Camilo gave you a weird look before he left with clothes in his hand.
"We'll see about that!" You set up a chronometer and quickly changed into your pajamas.
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(that's your fit)
You finished changing yourself and ran to the chronometer. 1 minute and 32 seconds, "¡AH,PERDEDOR! ¡2 AÑOS, MI CULO!" You yelled proudly. You heard Camilo chuckle. [Meaning = Ah, loser! 2 years, my ass!]
He's probably already changed by now, so I'll go brush my teeth.
You head over to the bathroom and see that the door is already open a little bit. You push the door, thinking he was done, and you end up seeing him shirtless.
