𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

They're mine.

CTTO: camilosangelita

camilo & carlos x reader, a one-shot where the twins have the same crush.

chay: c-c-camilo and c-c-c-carlos- *suffocates*

Carlos pulled his younger brother Camilo aside, having a very stern look on his face. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Uh-huh sure, y'know.. you look kinda familiar." Camilo hummed, not being able to take his older twin seriously.

Carlos, unamused by his brother's antics, continued on. "You do too but um, I just wanted to know, do you know somebody named..?" He stopped, laughing in the process. "You know their name."

"Oh yeah, definitely, I know their name." Camilo kept his cool, knowing this conversation would go into another direction sooner or later.

A scowl then appeared on Carlos' face, his brown eyes glaring daggers into his brother's green ones. "Well, I just wanted to let you know that they're mine."

Camilo laughed in his brother's face, wearing a satisfied smirk as he saw his brother only get angrier. "No, no, they're mine."

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Carlos and Camilo, the famous madrigal twins, one being more famous than the other.

Camilo, was the town's blessing, sacrificing his leisure time to babysit kids in the encanto and spread joy.

On the other hand, Carlos was the town's curse, as he found enjoyment in ruining people's days. He would spend his time pulling harmless but inconvient pranks on the townspeople, claiming it was "fun" to do so.

However, despite their conflicting personalities, the brothers got along very well. If you saw Camilo, you'd see Carlos trailing right behind him, and vice versa. Nothing could break their bond, or so they thought.

One day, Carlos woke up to Camilo sneaking out of their bedroom window. "Where are you going?" He questioned, rubbing his eyes to adjust himself to the bright rays of sunlight that were shining through their room.

"Ay!" Camilo hit his head on the window, earning a laugh from his brother. "To the churro stand." He quickly responded, shutting the blinds. "Nothing weird going on here!" Camilo exclaims, waking goodbye before jumping out.

Not being convinced by his brother's answer, Carlos sat in silence for a minute before turning into an orange butterfly, flying in the direction his brother went.

He would then see Camilo talking with someone in the plaza, happiness evident on his face. 'Oh?' Carlos thought, watching them both closely.

"Is that all for today?" Y/n asked, giving Camilo a kind smile before handing him a brown paper bag.

Camilo gushed, the grin on his face only widening. "Yeah! Thank you!" Camilo bent down a little bit, kissing their hand.

Y/n let out a small giggle, pulling their hand away. "Alright lover boy, move it. I got other customers." Y/n pointed their lips to the long line of customers behind Camilo.

Camilo let out an "ah", giving Y/n a wave before heading back to Casita, skipping his way there.

Carlos shape-shifted back to himself, looking at what just happened in disbelief. His brother, in love?! Hilarious! He just HAD to see what this person was about.

Not caring about the long line infront of him, Carlos shoved his way through, not stopping until he was at the front of the line.

"Camilo? Didn't you just buy something?" Y/n had a confused facial expression, bursting into laugher when they saw how appalled Carlos looked. "It's a jokeeee, que tal Carlito?"

A red blush took over Carlos' face, making him look down in response. "Don't call me that." He mumbled with gritted teeth, the blush on his face growing redder and hotter.

"Aw.. did I make you blush?" Y/n teased, brushing his hair out of his face. "You look so much better without all that hair covering your eye!" They complimented, watching Carlos step out of his shell.

"...Really?"

"Of course! Now are we just gonna stand here all day, or are you gonna buy some churros?"

With a small smile, Carlos bought 2 churro sticks and ate them on his way home, cursing himself out internally. It was one thing for his younger brother to be in love, but now that he's joined him.

There was no way he was gonna play fair.

No way...