Bruno Madrigal x Male Reader (Encanto)

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cw: slight sexual content

He slams the door behind him, and as you try to push it open you realize he locked it. "Bruno, that's my room! You can't lock me out!" You shout. A few seconds pass and you hear the lock unlock. The door creaks open slightly. Bruno's sitting on the bed. "I'm sorry that the vision upset you, I didn't know you'd see that! I'm not going to do that to you, if that's what you're worried about.." You say. He looks up at you. "Yeah.. You're probably right, it's nothing.." He says. You give him a pat on the shoulder. "I'm going to go downstairs and get some food for me and you, since it's getting late." You say, spinning around. "Don't let anyone in unless I say it's me!" You finish, as you shut the door behind you. You head down the stairs. You wonder why he's so upset about the vision. Maybe he's embarrassed? Maybe.. Maybe he.. Likes you, but doesn't want you to know?.. No- No, you need to stop trying to feed your ego and instead just feed your stomach, you're hungry. You head towards the kitchen. 

Mirabel and Dolores were both talking in the kitchen, standing near some snacks. "Oh! Y/N!" Mirabel says. She passes you a plate of food. "Abuela told me you weren't feeling good, but then she said you weren't in your room this morning." You ignore the 'not in room' part of the sentence. "Yeah, I'm still not feeling very well, so I'm actually going to go eat in my room. Could I by chance get seconds as well..?" You ask. Mirabel raises an eyebrow. "Abuela might get mad, but.. Sure." She hands you another plate of food. "Thanks!" You say, taking the plate. Mirabel smiles and leaves the room, but Dolores stares at you. As soon as Mirabel is out of sight, Dolores walks up to you. "I know you're keeping him in your room, Y/N. Don't get caught, you know what Abuela will do if she finds out!" Dolores semi-whispers. "Finds out what?" You jump, almost dropped the plates, Alma is right behind you.. "Oh- Nothing mamá! I was just- Uh, heading up to my room. Hehe, still not feeling well.." You say, trying to push past her. She puts her arm out to stop you. "What? But you ate Julieta's food. I know you shouldn't be sick anymore.. And why do you take two plates? Is something wrong, hijo?" Alma looked worried, yet suspicious. "No- Please, just leave me today. I promise I will be better tommorow." You say, pushing past her. She turns to look at you with a frown. "Fine, but if I find anything out is wrong you're in trouble!" She says. You give a nervous smile and nod, turning to head back up the stairs with the two plates of food. 

You approach your room and before you push the door open, you realize.. You hear noises? It sounds like.. Groaning? No.. Moaning..? No, must not be. You creak open the door only to your suspicions be true. You're delighted to see the sight of Bruno sitting on your bed, his legs crossed, his hand down his pants. He didn't notice you until you gasped. "UH!- MIERDA." He panicked and jumped up, using his poncho to cover his leggings. "Sorry! Sorry, I thought you wouldn't be back yet-!" He stutters. You shut the door and place the plates on a dresser table. "No- I should have knocked!" You say. Bruno's face is bright red, he looks embarrassed. "No, no, no, no! This is your room, I'm really sorry, I should just go-" He tries to walk past you towards the door, but you stick out your arm to stop him. "Seriously, it's fine. Don't worry about it." You say. He stays silent for a moment, before going back to sitting on the bed. He grips the blanket nervously. "Food smells good." He says, trying to change the topic. You're acting calm, but really freaking out on the inside. Your eyes drift over Bruno's small frame. He was doing that in my room? Why? ..Is that why he freaked out about the vision? It didn't upset him, but rather turned him on?! Dios mío.. You blush thinking about it. You hand him a plate of food and you both eat awkwardly. "Again, sorry for not knocking.." You say. Bruno shakes his head as he finishes eating, setting the plate on the night-stand. "Doesn't matter. What happened, happened." He says, avoiding eye contact. Your eyes drift down.. "Are you still.. You know.." You try to ask. He gasps lightly at the question. "I-! Uh- I mean, I guess so.." He mumbles.
You think to yourself for a minute. Are you really attracted to him? You need to decide.. I guess so.. You sigh and place your hand on his.