Encanto x reader oneshots

Camilo x reader: Jealousy

TW: lemon and they're like 20.

I laughed. Santi, who is my best friend, just made the best joke about the popular girl at our elementary. She was such a bitch. Nobody liked her.

"She wore the weirdest shit too," he commented. "Ain't nobody want to see some fluffy stuff comin' out of your skirt." I laughed even harder. The way he said stuff was hilarious. I've told him he should become a comedian, but he wants to stay at home for their future kids so his fiance can pursue her dream. It was really sweet to be honest. Santi said he might consider it if they need to make some side money for school or anything.

"I remember what you're talking about!" I exclaimed. We both were laughing, our faces were red. Everyone knew we were best friends, they had seen us grow up together or heard about us. Plus everyone knew I was going to get married to Camilo.

"Who is this?" I heard a familiar voice asked. I turned to see Camilo glaring at Santi.

"Oh this is my best friend, Santi. Santi, this is my fiance, Camilo," I introduced the two.

"Nice to meet you," Santi smiled, putting his hand out.

Camilo hesitated, looking suspiciously at his hand like there was something on it. He took it. "Pleasure." The tone in his voice, I knew he was jealous. I thought he would be one of the people to know about mine and Santi's friendship. Guess not everything around Encanto spreads.

"I have to go," Santi said. "It was nice hanging out with you, Y/N. Oh and nice meeting you, Camilo!" He walked off, waving.

"So who is he?" Camilo questioned once he was at a far away distance.

I chuckled. "That's Santi, like I said before."

"No, like how do you know him?" He crossed his arms and played with the dirt on the ground. He was obviously jealous.

"We met at school and became best friends. Everyone knows about our friendships."

"You sure? 'Cause you were laughing a little hard." He kept playing with the dirt.

I smiled and kissed him, resting our foreheads together. "I only love you, mi amor, and not even Santi is going to change that."

"How about you prove that to me," he said with his famous crooked grin.

"Prove what?" I asked.

"Your love. If you really love me, meet me at Casita for dinner then I will tell you the rest later." He spun on his heel and left me, butterflies going off in my stomach and curiosity rising. I had an idea of what he meant and I was going to give it to him. But why leave him horny the rest of the day, why not do it now?

I ran up to him, stopping him in his tracks. "Why do we have to wait till dinner?" I asked, my voice low with desire and love.

He smirked. "Guess we have to figure out this problem now." We both smiled and he grabbed my hand, running to Casita. I was being dragged by him, but I knew the aftermath would be even better. Guess I had to suffer before I got my reward.

We got to Casita and we started talking like little kids. For some reason when we walked through those doors, we were chatter boxes. 

"I'm going to give you the time of your life," I said playfully. 

"We'll see about that," he said back.

"About what?" someone asked. I turned to find Antonio, riding his leopard, being followed by many more animals.

"Oreos," I blurted out. I couldn't ruin the innocent look in his big doll eyes. I would never forgive myself for that. 

He nodded. "What I think you should do when you have your oreos is dip them in milk. Mom always does that for me." I tried my best not to laugh. It was to the point where I tensed up and stopped breathing. One false move and it was game over. It wasn't like he knew anything about it. I could tell Camilo was attempting to not laugh, but he failed in the process.

"You seem tense, Y/N," Antonio commented. "Maybe Camilo could help you relax." Camilo gave up and started laughing his head off. I was getting red. This kid knew a little too many metaphors for this topic. Or it could be a coincidence. I don't know, but questions were going to arise later. 

"Maybe later buddy," Camilo said, bright cherry red. The way he was laughing, he probably couldn't breathe. I needed to get out of there. I was embarrassed and I wasn't in the mood anymore. 

"So..." I said.

"Guess I have to help you later," he laughed. "To relax, you know?"

I looked at him, lips pursed. "Goodbye. I need food."

I swear I could feel Camilo smirk because he said, "I have meat right here." I became even more red.

"I'm vegetarian," I said back. I knew I would get on his nerves with that. And so I was right. That would be something for later.