【Ｓｈｉｆｔｉｎｇ ｌｏｖｅ】(Fem!ReaderxCamilo)

𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊

Y/N'S POV:

"Hi, Camilo," I say with a small crack in my voice. This is embarrassing. To be found crying at 1 am alone, in the kitchen, sipping tea. 

"What are you doing?" He asks as he walks over to me. His movements are sluggish and slow. He moves to stand next to me. I don't look at him, still trying to hand the slow falling tears. 

"I, uh, just made some tea," I say swishing the small cup. He pauses looking at me, I'm assuming that he still is waking up. Silence falls between us for a second as his mind wakes up. 

"Are you crying?" He asks in a caring, tired voice. I don't respond and take another sip of my tea. 

"Y/n?" He says trying to gain an answer out of me.

"I've been having a reoccurring nightmare. It's been going on for a week now. I can't sleep and I'm tired. I don't know what to do," I say and the tears that were once calming began to fall fastly again. Camilo walks closer to me and places a hand on my waist and pulls me closer to him. I place my hands on my face and cry into my hands. Out of embarrassment, out of tiredness, out of stress. I turn and bury my face into Camilo's chest. He hugs me and places kisses on my head in an attempt to calm me down. I begin to calm down. My breathing slows with the exception of small hiccups. 

"It's okay, Y/n. It's going to be okay," He says quietly. I look up at him with glossy eyes. He gives me a sweet smile. He gives me a loving kiss on the forehead. 

"What if I can't make this nightmare go away? What if I never sleep again?" I ask tears sparsely falling. 

"Hey, hey, hey. It's going to go away and you'll go back to sleep peacefully. Why don't you tell me what this dream is about?" He asks me as he releases me. He jumps onto the kitchen counter and then pats the space next to him. I nod and then jump onto the counter. He takes a hold of my hand as I begin to tell the story. He pays close attention to me as I speak, at the same time he plays with my fingers. His soft gentle fingertips trace the lines in my palms. He occasionally raises my hand to kiss my knuckles to comfort me. He comments or adds in words of comfort during my story which makes me feel better. 

"I'm sorry about your dream. If it makes you feel better, our family knows you love them. And I know you love me," He gives me a sweet smile while intertwining our fingers. I feel butterflies through the tiredness. 

"That does make me feel better, thank you," I say placing my head onto his shoulder. 

"And who knows, maybe all you needed was to talk to someone about your nightmare," He says. I nod. 

"Maybe..." I reply. My heart beats quickly and happily. What did I do to deserve him? My perfect little man. 

"Camilo,"

"Hmm?"

"You're the best boyfriend ever. You're so caring, you always notice when something is wrong. You always take care of me and make me laugh. Ever since I met you, you've been there for me. Always making sure that I take breaks and that I eat. You truly are the best thing to ever happen to me. What did I do to deserve you?" I smile as I ask the question. He turns his head to me quickly.

"What did you do to deserve me? What did I do to deserve you? Y/n!" He turns his body to me and grabs my shoulders. I laugh a bit out of shock. 

"Y/n, you've helped me more than you can imagine. Before you came here I was alone, I mean not alone, alone, but alone. Like there was no one there for me who I really connected to. Then you came along. Mi Amor, my Sun, I gravitated toward you. You are funny and beautiful and hard-working and stubborn. You always made me feel better when I was and always made me feel confident and happy. Y/n, you're amazing. Y-Y/n, I love you!" He says almost out of breath. I stare at him blushing wildly and stunned. He told me he loved me. I mean I knew he loved me, but he said it. 

"C-Camilo," I stutter because I am a blushing mess. 

"I-I'm sorry. Was that too soon? I just really wanted you to know-"

"I love you too, Camilo," I interrupt him. We pause staring at each other for a moment. Time seems to stop. The moonlight from outside was reflecting onto Camilo's face. My heart beats quickly. My face is red and he is just so beautiful. 

"Y/n..." Camilo says slowly. I don't respond and I don't hesitate. I pull him in by his shirt and I kiss him. He kisses back immediately. His hands move from my shoulders down to the counter slightly behind me. My hands place themselves behind his neck. We part our lips for a second with a slight pant. I see him smile.

"What's with the dorky smile?" I tease him. He lets out a breathy laugh. 

"I just happen to have to best girlfriend in the world," He says. I smile. And I happen to have the best boyfriend. He leans down and kisses me again. I feel him smile into the kiss. A kiss of love and passion. Time becomes a concept, a mere afterthought when I'm with Camilo. Every kiss he gives me is another reminder of how much he loves me. He pulls away from me. 

"Now, my dream girl, I think it's time for us to go to sleep. And maybe now you'll dream of something better," He smiles and jumps off the counter. He scoops me up from off the counter. I yawn tiredly and smile. 

"Something like you?" I ask in a sarcastic tone. 

"Something exactly like me," He winks. I smile and he carries me back to his room. And then we fall asleep. And he was right. I did dream of something better and something exactly like him. 

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I hope you like it :)))) hehehhehehehe. HhsbuunfiniemfkmWDMFkgnao. Now remember to take care of yourself. I see yall's comments. I know yall get super excited whenever Y/n almost dies. Don't worry Abuelo Pedro gets excited too