Angel~ 🖤🌙 (Camilo x Male Reader Fanfic)

Surprises. Lots. Of. Surprises.

No POV

The next night, Camilo left the house again, this time completely sneaking out. He forgot about Delores, which you should never do. 

Camilo's POV

I walk through the quiet town, the moon shining down the path. I shove my hands into my pockets. I start to think about Y/n, and the cheesiest, dopiest smile comes onto my face. My feet take me where I need to go after years of going over. Closing my eyes, I let the moonlight soak into my skin. All of a sudden, I run into something, and it's hard. I look to see what it is while muttering curses under my breath. It turns out to be Y/n's back wall. I smile as I walk backwards, pushing my speed into a jump, then latching on the roof. Hehe, I'm a scary spider. I think as I crawl up the ceiling, up to Y/n's window. "Dammit, that was exhausting." I say, out of breath. It's all worth it, to see Y/n. 

No POV

Camilo tapped on the window, pushing his cheek to it. "Woah!" He yelled as the window opened and he was pulled in by the waist. 

Y/n shut the window, pulling the curtains over it. "You could've just said, 'Come on in! I'm not going to break your back!'" Camilo said, pushing his body forward, therefore popping his back. Y/n hugged Camilo. "Are you okay?" He asked sincerely. "What's going on?" Camilo asked, confused. "Never mind." Y/n huffed. "I'll ask you about it later." He finished, but Camilo didn't quite hear. "I have a surprise for you." Camilo brought from nowhere, trying to change the subject. "Huh? What is it?" Y/n asked, letting go of Camilo. Camilo smirked and held up three fingers. He started putting them down, one by one. Once he put the last one down...

On cue, a bolt of lightning struck through the sky, loud thunder echoing about the room. Y/n jumped, but Camilo closed his eyes as his smirk changed to a full-on grin. "Why is this a surprise-"Y/n started to ask, but was cut off by Camilo grabbing his wrist. "WooAH!" Y/n exclaimed as Camilo pulled him through the window, out into the now pouring rain. It was warm, a great temperature. Camilo threw Y/n off the roof. "AHHHHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK CAMILO!?" Y/n screamed as he started falling.

Camilo jumped off right after him, grabbing him by the waist. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?" Y/n screamed at the top of his lungs. "Don't worry." Camilo consoled, smoothing Y/n's h/l hair, pulling him closer. "Ball up." Camilo whispered in an instructing tone. Y/n took his orders and scrunched into a ball, Camilo doing the same thing over Y/n. "Your fucking insane." Y/n said, just as they his the ground, Y/n landing on top of Camilo. "Owwwww." Camilo whined, pulling grass out of his hair. 

"Why the fuck did you do that, dammit!?" Y/n asked, tearing up. "You could've gotten killed, you bitch!" He exclaimed, hugging Camilo tighter then ever before. "I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay. I'm right here, don't worry about me." Camilo consoled once more, accepting the hug. Y/n's hands instinctively trailed up Camilo's back and started playing with his hair. Camilo chuckled. "What are you doing?" He asked, using two fingers to lift Y/n's chin up. "What am I doing?" Y/n asked, genuinely confused. 

Camilo took his hands off of Y/n's waist and put them around the back of his head. He sat them on Y/n's hands, that were carefully twirling their fingers in his curls. "Oh!" Y/n said, his face going red. He pulled his hand away, but Camilo grabbed his wrists, putting his hands back into his hair. "That doesn't mean I wanted you to stop." He laughed. Camilo used his fingers to lift Y/n's chin up. "Ha, your a tomato." He said smugly, smirking. "Oh, shut up." Y/n said, kissing Camilo passionately. 

Y/n pinned Camilo to the ground, still kissing him. So there two boys were, muddy, red, and kissing. They were closer by the second, and Y/n wrapped his legs around Camilo waist. Camilo bent his legs, his knees facing the sky. This caused Y/n's body to tilt, sliding him into the kiss more. Y/n slid his hand into Camilo's button-up shirt, resting it on his chest. "Feeling a little straightforward, are we?" Camilo asked through the kiss, finally getting a breath, along with Y/n. 

"Look, you can't expect to be mind-blowingly hot, and me not want to interact with your chest." Y/n said, getting a little redder. "Interact?" Camilo laughed. He sat up, Y/n still on top of him. "Your annoying." Y/n said with a huff. "And you love it." Camilo whispered into Y/n's ear, causing him to literally go red as a tomato. The rain cooled his face down. "Now, let's go do that surprise I was talking about." Camilo said, looking past the yard, into the empty plaza. "I am not falling off another roof!" Y/n said, still traumatized. Camilo grabbed Y/n's hand and smoothed it as he pulled him along. "This is different." Camilo said, now breaking into a full-blown run. 

The boys screamed cheers as they ran through the pouring rain, it soaking their clothes and soaking into their bare feet. Is fell into their eyes and mouths as they tilted their heads up, catching it on their tongues. Once the finally got to the plaza, Camilo sat down on one of the empty wooden carts in front of a market. Y/n sat beside him, and they both heaved and huffed, out of breath. "That was... amazing." Y/n admitted as he smiled. "Was that the surprise?" He asked, looking over to Camilo, who was looking up and letting the rain soak into the skin on his face. His hair was dripping, and though it lost some of its volume, his hair was never straight. (It was always gay.) Camilo looked over to Y/n and smirked. "Nope!" He responded happily. "What?" Y/n asked, surprised. "Are all the rest of these accidental?" 

"Nope." Camilo said, hopping out of the cart. "Ah, jeez." Y/n sighed, hopping out of the cart after him. Camilo extended his hand toward Y/n. "Care to dance?" He asked with a dopey smile. Y/n laughed and took the gesture. "Yes, I do care." He smiled, but he knew he didn't say that right. Camilo kneeled down and softly pecked Y/n's hand. "Very well, Mi Amor." He said, and Y/n went red again. "Here we go!" Camilo exclaimed as he pulled Y/n to the middle of the plaza.