NEEDS, camilo madrigal.

005.

A NICE BOY

summary: camilo has identity issues :(

they/them pronouns used for reader

inspired by camilo's interlude by laureli amadeus <3

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camilo was weirdly quiet today. he was less energetic, he seemed... drained. y/n assumed he was tired because of chores but he even barely talked to them.

"camilo?" y/n walked inside his room.

he was in his bed with his blanket over him. his mirror was covered.

"hey..." they gently sat down on the bed. "you okay?"

camilo threw the blanket off of him, showing the tussled mess of his hair while he had dried tears in his face.

"oh, cami," y/n immediately pulled him up into a hug as he hold onto them. "sh, sh, it's okay."

they gently pulled his head up, "you wanna tell me what's wrong?"

camilo sniffled, "i don't know who i am anymore."

"what do you mean?" y/n questioned.

"i am constantly changing, everyone asks me to be this and that but they never ask for me," he ranted, y/n listening to every single word he says. "sometimes i'm afraid that i don't even have a real personality."

"i don't know what's wrong with me," he shakes his head.

"there's nothing wrong with you," y/n frowned. they stood up and pulled the cover off his mirror. "tell me what you see."

camilo stood next to them, frowning at his reflection, "i don't know what i see. i don't know the real me."

"let me help you with that," y/n said. "you wanna know what i see? i see a nice boy who makes people smile."

he didn't respond.

"a nice boy who takes care of his mama," they continued, remembering the times camilo took care of pepa while she was panicking. "a nice boy who loves his family."

camilo stared at them, admiring them.

"a nice boy who has the most infectious laugh."

he scoffed, "no."

y/n rolled their eyes, "a nice boy who can't accept compliments."

they took camilo's hands in theirs, "a nice boy who i fell in love with."

"i love you for you, camilo," y/n reassured him. "i don't care about the shapeshifting nonsense. i know who you truly are and that's the reason why i fell in love with you."

camilo teared up at their words, "te amo."

"te quiero más, camaleón mío," they looked at him lovingly.

suddenly they press many butterfly kisses around camilo's face, to his freckles to his forehead, making the curly haired boy laugh.

"what are you doing, mi amor?" camilo laughed as y/n smothered him with affection.

"showing you how much i love you," they smiled, pressing a kiss on his nose.

camilo smiled smugly, "well keep doing it, i enjoy it."

"of course you do."

A/N
have a comfort fic while i work on part 2 of not good enough :D
i really love the idea of camilo having identity issues because of his gift also if i got any spanish wrong please let me know!! i used a translator for this one
translations (if any of this is wrong, do not hesitate to comment):
te amo - i love you
te quiero más, camaleón mío - i love you more, my chameleon
mi amor - my love