𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Deal Between Strangers II

CTTO: mari-mari-maricela

"We should make a set of rules, right?" Camilo asks, sitting on his bed as he watched Y/N look around his room. It was filled with photo albums and every little gift he's ever gotten. "So that we know what's right to do and what's not?"

Her eyes land on his wide desk, all filled with withering flowers in jars of water and cards signed with 'Antonio' and a little animal beside it. Scarves and sweaters knitted and carved stone sit beside them. Photos of him and his sister when they were younger keeps these presents company.

He must love his family a lot.

"That would be a good idea." She responds, sitting down on his sofa, "First off, as soon as we are... betrothed to one another, we can not have any sort of romantic relationship with anyone else. If anyone was to find out, that tears our plan to shreds."

Camilo nods his head. "Well, that's obvious." He claims, leaning back and looking to the ceiling, "I'm not really interested in pursuing anyone romantically, anyway. What about you?"

She hums back, chin on her palm, "I don't have time for that. Uh, not until now." She sits back against the sofa, looking towards the window. "My parents are adamant on getting me married before our relatives come visit. My Abuelito and Abuelita are expecting me to already be with someone, and have been expecting for three years now."

It was a few days later since the dinner, and Camilo and Y/N expressed their agreement. Her parents looked delighted, hugging their daughter tightly. Pepa and Fèlix were both worried, holding onto their son and asking quietly if he was sure. Camilo assured them that he was fine with it, turning to see his Abuela smiling and his cousins and siblings looking away.

Camilo gives a small frown. "You really are doing this for your family, huh?"

"Anything to keep them in high spirits." She says, sitting up straighter and pushing out the creases of her skirt, "Anyway, another rule should be no more than the occasional affection in public. Nothing that isn't needed. I'm sure you'll agree."

He nods his head. "It's also important to tell each other if we are uncomfortable with anything." Camilo adds on. He watches her nod her head, then giving her a thumbs up.

Y/N holds out her hand. "We do our best to keep this secret between limited people." She recommends, "Word spreads fast around this town."

"And we tell only who we trust." Camilo says, standing up with arms crossed over his chest. He looks determined. No way Y/N would be making him change his mind. He fiddles with his fingers in front of him. "I can't lie to my parents about this. Is... that alright?"

Y/N gives a grin, crossing her arms like he was doing. "You're as sweet as they say, Madrigal." She hums.

Camilo brings up a grin, hands on his hips. "Of course, only for you, mi amor." He chimes, making her roll her eyes.

"Save it for the audience, Camilo." She sighs.

There's a knock at the door.

"Camilo?" Pepa calls quietly, opening his door slowly with Fèlix behind her, "Ah, Y/N. I, um, we didn't know you where over. Are you busy right now, son?"

"Mami, I have to talk to you and Dad about something too." He says, hands behind his back as Y/N stands up. She whispers out to him that she'll give them space, but he shakes his head. "It's about the marriage thing."

Pepa looks even more worried now. Fèlix then says, "It's okay, Camilo, you go first."

He smiles at his father, now getting everyone's attention. Y/N stands a few feet behind him, a bit uncomfortable in her position. She has been avoided by Pepa and Fèlix ever since the dinner. They couldn't face the L/N's anymore, not after signing away their children to a surprise marriage. Even though they haven't personally met Y/N, they couldn't help but feel weird against her.