Just you and your boyfriend getting woken up by Mirabel :>
Warnings: Very mild cussing , very very slight angst and shirtless Camilo (😳)
Camilo POV
I move my head ever so slightly, and I feel my mariposa move aswell. I hug her tighter. We lay in bed together, her head on my chest and our legs intertwined. She feels warm on my torso, well, to be fair I did turn on my ceiling fans so I could complain it was cold and she would cuddle me, but that doesn't matter.
I wish it could stay this way forever, just her and I, together. I smile. I just feel so relaxed. I need her around me whenever I'm not entertaining people in town or trying to please everyone. My precious Y/N helps me, she helps me remember who I really am when I don't know. She reminds me how I look when I forget, and I will love her forever for it.
I clear my mind and listen to her breathing on my chest, so soft, so beautiful, so peaceful. So incredibly peaceful.
Then I hear, singing? Singing? Wait what? Ugh, probably just my idiotic, perfect cousin. Jeez, she's so overrated.
Knock, knock, knock.
Three loud knocks on my door, and yep, it's singing. And from Mirabel I think? Anyway, she woke me and my gorgeous girl up.
"What..?" Y/N opens her eyes and looks up at me sleepily. Then she looks down to my chest
"You go tell her off, she woke me up." Y/N sits up, rubbing her eyes. I shrug and position myself upright.
"Okay mi vida, I'll go tell that bitch off for waking my girlfriend up," I state quietly and kiss her on the forehead.
She was looking at my chest. But whatever, I'll think about it later. I actually get out of bed and throw on my ruana and pants. I look at Y/N sitting in my bed, rubbing her eyes, and smile before leaving my room. I meet my sister there.
"Morning ugly, what's happening?" I ask. Dolores shrugs.
"Just dance?" She says. I stare at her in confusion, then I spin and move my arms around. I probably look dumb but whatever.
As long as I look normal enough to have a beautiful girlfriend, I'm fine with being a certified idiot.
A/N
I finished building my casita Lego set, and then my dad came into my room and was like "where's your boyfriend" and I said "he's not in the set" and my dad looked at me with fake empathy plastered on his face. My parents keep saying they'll only watch the movie to see Camilo and see if he's good enough for me. It's annoying really, makes me wish Encanto was real and I was a 15 year old Columbian girl. Whatever though, bye
