Kiss?

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CTTO: michu-writers

Warnings/genre: Fluff, first kiss, short fic, a bit of crack because yeah

A/N: Camilo brainrot go brrr

I honestly just love this dude so much, like I just wanna be his best friend rn omg /pos

You and your best friend, Camilo Madrigal, were both just hanging out in your room talking about whatever comes into your minds.

You both were friends ever since you were babies and were always happy with each other, and never left each other's sides. You were inseparable.

You felt like you could tell him anything about everything, and so did he. You both always told each other's secrets, no matter what.

That is....

...Until you realized something.

Something that was totally unexpected.

A crush, maybe? What a cliché, childhood friends to lovers.

Yeah, no.

You both were unaware of each other's feelings, both of you were afraid of rejection. You two just kept it all inside for what? Months now? Or maybe even a year? You don't know.

Anyhow, this feeling was still exciting, yet stressful. What if he actually feel the same way? What if he don't feel the same way? What if this is the last time you get to hangout together?

There's so many thoughts swarming around, it gets overwhelming all the time. But sometimes you just gotta suck it up, and move forward, am I right?

This was all you could think of the whole time you and Camilo spent together. You didn't plan on confessing somewhat soon, you think you'd just mess things up.

Though, the Latino had other plans. He was simply waiting for the right moment to confess his secret love for Y/n, how cute. You were clueless about him having a crush on you back, even though he seems quite flirty at times. But he is to almost everyone, so you didn't think much of it. You thought it was normal that he acted that way.

But nope, he genuinely had a big fat crush on you as well.

You both were laying ontop of the bed, just staring into the ceiling as you were rambling about random thoughts. You had a bit laughs here and there, and a few 'plotanic' pick up lines, it was all going good.

But then.... Camilo came up with this random question out of no where:

"Have you ever... Thought about kissing your best friend?"

You were a bit shocked by that question just popping up out of nowhere, like how are you supposed to respond to that? Just say 'Oh yeah, I have actually like all the time'? No, that'll just seem a bit weird.

You looked at your best friend confused, wondering if he's being serious or not with a bit of sarcastic disgust.

"Come on, you've never thought about it?" He turned side ways to face you, resting his head on the palm of his hand.

"Maybe once or twice."

With that reply, Camilo knew this was it.

"Wanna try?"

...

Bro

What?

Is he really asking you to kiss him? Like on the lips? This has to be a dream, right? There's no way in hell he would say such a thing, right?

It was honestly scary. But you gotta admit, you really want to kiss him. I mean, you've been friends since diapers, it'll be fineeee.

Yeah, just fine.

"I-I- Uhm..." Still not knowing what to say though, you could feel the heat rushing to your face, turning red as Camilo was waiting for a response.

"If you don't have anything against it... Then sure." And with that, he let out a little happy grin, quickly turning into a slight smirk.

You both awkwardly leaned towards each other, connecting your soft lips to one another.

It was slow and passionate, yet a bit short. It felt nice. It was like all your worries and thoughts just disappeared for a split second.

But then you eventually pulled apart for air.

Yikes

All that happiness is now gone.

"You're really good at kissing for your first time, hehe." He teased, only for you to snap out of it and turn even more red.

"Shut up, you dork!" You playfully lightly punched him on the shoulder as you both laughed.

But it's true.

It was your first kiss.

"I can't believe my first kiss was with you."

"Yeah... Well we are bestest of friends, right?"

"Maybe a little more than that, if you will." You pull him back in for another, longer kiss

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