𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

shoot your shot

CTTO: dos-oroguitas

Carlos Madrigal had never seen his twin, Camilo look so pathetic until he saw it for himself. Alternate title: Carlos Madrigal sees Camilo simp for you and decides to mess with him just because..

chay: I just realized this book alr has more than 100 chapters wohoo! 

It was another perfect day in the little valley of Encanto. The sun was shining brightly over the tall mountains that the little town had been nestled in, the morning mist made delicate dew drops on every surface it could perch on, all was well. It was a good morning for everyone. Until the Madrigal twins' bickering had echoed from the town square.

Most residents had sighed heavily at this, knowing the commotion all too well.

"Carlos!"

Camilo Madrigal had grumbled up at the figure beside him as they walked, a boy who looked very much like him and in to the untrained eye, one might think Camilo had made a clone of himself but that wasn't the case. Beside him was the one and only Carlos, his younger twin brother.

It was safe to say that the early years of their childhood was filled with Pepa's thunderous clouds. The boys had trouble written all over them. Often getting into fights with one another and wreaking havoc in their Casita.

The chaos only worsening when the two had gotten their gifts. Camilo had the gift to shape shift as did Carlos but rather than using it to help the village like his older brother, Carlos Madrigal was dead set on doing the opposite.

It wasn't that hard to decipher which was which between them despite being twins. Camilo, for example had dark green eyes and his hair was curly and untamed, his ruana a mix of light and dark yellows with the chameleon patterns pointing down. Carlos had chocolate brown eyes, his hair a bit more shorter and wavier rather than curly, and his eyes were half-lidded unlike his brother's. While Camilo donned a yellow ruana, Carlos' had a deep maroon ruana adorned with light brown stripes and the chameleon pattern it had pointed upwards.

As his older brother rambled on about something, Carlos had rolled his eyes, smoothening out his ruana. He really could care less about what he was rambling about, Camilo's words going to one ear and then out the other. He kicked a pebble in his path, inwardly mocking the boy beside him as he talked non-stop.

It was something, something.. creating trouble by using his voice.. yada yada chaos..

Then all too suddenly his rambling stopped. "Finally." He breathed out with a roll of his eyes. Though that was a first. Camilo's ramblings lasted a few blocks into town but this time it was cut short. His brows furrowed. Carlos craned his head to look at Camilo but found that his side was empty.

It was like clockwork. During this time, on the same path, on the same direction, he would be left alone and his brother would be nowhere to be found. It was honestly comical how suddenly Camilo was there and then the next, he wasn't.

He blinked, head whipping left and right. Did he just disappear on him again? Only to look back and see Camilo leaning against a wall, smiling at an unfamiliar girl. You'd think in such a small town he would know everyone. In his defense, all of Encanto was unfamiliar to him. He didn't really waste his time in getting to know everyone when he could just be playing tricks and pranks all over town.

He quirked a brow as he approached them, only now noticing the lovesick expression on his brother's face. His signature smirk appearing on his features as he found Camilo stumbling over his words a little, a red flush on his cheeks.

Interesting reaction.

Only then could he recognize the person his brother was talking to. He didn't know your name but he had recognized you as the stern woodcarver's daughter. His lips curled into a devious grin.

It didn't take a genius to put two and two together when Camilo had fumbled when you laughed. He snickered as Camilo's knees almost buckled underneath him. Oh his brother was a simp. A huge simp. He hadn't seen him this.. pathetic looking. If he could have hearts in his eyes the fool would've probably had it. So this was where he was disappearing to?

"Camilo!" He calls out, as if he hadn't just been observing them from afar. His older brother stiffened at the name, almost going pale as he approached. You had turned to the sound of his voice with a curious tilt of your head and as you did so, Camilo was shaking his head at him and mouthing the words 'Don't you dare' with a narrowed gaze.

This was going to be fun.

"There you are! Oh.. and I see you're with a friend!" His devilish grin had quickly turned into an angelic smile as he wrapped an arm around his older brother who muttered a quiet 'Miercoles' under his breath.

"Well, hermano, aren't you going to introduce me?"

Camilo grumbled.

"This is my brother—" He starts begrudgingly before he was quickly interrupted by said brother introducing himself instead.

"Carlos Madrigal, muñeca. It's a pleasure to meet you." He took your hand in his, winking up at you. "But you've probably seen the murals, huh?"

He leant down to press a chaste kiss on your knuckles. "And you are?" Upon hearing your name, the mischievous boy smiled once more. He tested your name, liking the way it rolled off his tongue.

"Beautiful, muñeca, just like you." He finally says, returning to his deep suave voice.

You arch your brow at the boy's flirtatious nature, having been quite used to being chatted up by boys and girls alike.

Carlos tried to fight back a smirk as he saw Camilo go wide-eyed and slack jawed. You, however, didn't have anymore time to dwell on having both devilishly handsome twins' attentions upon hearing your father's gruff voice call for you to come home.

You smile sheepishly, and bid them a temporary farewell. Camilo had maintained his composure up until you finally disappeared around the corner elbowing Carlos harshly.

"What was that for!?" He hissed, rubbing his sore side.

"What do you mean 'what was that for'.." Camilo mocked the mimic with a roll of his eyes. "You know what that was for!"

"What? I'm shooting my shot if you aren't going to. She's pretty." Carlos rolled his eyes at Camilo's antics.

"Well, I was going to before you rudely interrupted, pendejo!" That was a lie. Although he wanted to, he was far too caught up in la la land for him to actually confess.

Carlos smirked. He had lived to rile people up and it seemed Camilo thought he was serious about pursuing you with the way his older brother furrowed his brows at him.

A part of him wanted to reassure his brother that he didn't need to worry about him getting in the way of his little love story but he wasn't known as mischief incarnate for nothing. Besides, if he kept on taunting Camilo, he may have the guts to ask you out for real in the future.

He hummed a little tune, smiling smugly as he nodded. He's a good brother, looking out for his older brother's welfare and happiness.. in a way.

"Better hurry, hermano. Or I'll be snatching her for myself." Carlos says, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.