I was in Camilo's room once again and it was pure complete silence. He was fixing his mistakes on the lyrics. I wanted to help but he did not allow me to and so, I just played the tune, fingerstyle.
"Done" He stated as I halted the strings from moving to look at what he's got. "Here you go" He hopoed in the bed and then gave me the parchment, well two parchment actually.
I laid out the papers before placing my hands on the strings. "So here, for the first verse I, the male get to go first, and then the first chorus. Second verse and chorus would be you" He pointed.
"The last chorus, would be sang by us, after an interlude or, isntrumental or something" He explained as I tuned my guitar, as I did in fact brought mines.
"Ready Chameleon?" I strummed the guitar. "First, don't call me that, Second" He cleared his throat, getting a copy of his own. "Ready as I'll ever be mi amor" I rolled at his statement before I started the tune. (Song^)
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"I saw you, with that ribbon in your hair.." Camilo sung as he looked at (Y/n) who already looked at him from the start.
"Think that I began to stare, maybe I'll love you.. For a while" Camilo smiled and so did (Y/n) as he cupped (Y/n)'s cheeks before dropping his hand. This made (Y/n) blush.
"A stranger, at a table and a place" Camilo continued as (Y/n) focused back to their guitar strumming.
"And that pretty pretty face, I wonder what happens, when you smile" Camilo snuck in his finger to lift (Y/n)'s head, by the chin, causing them to be mere inches away from each other and undoubtedly, both had their hearts pounding and their stomachs twisting as butterflies errupted, roaming around in their stomachs.
"I might never be your hero, never been one to fight" (Y/n) looked at Camilo in awe as his eyes were shut as he was into the song.
"That don't mean, that I can't be your valentine" (Y/n) was sweating at this point, they were heating up very quickly and so to resolve the problem, they looked away.
"I won't be your savior either, couldn't even if I try" Camilo opened his eyes.
"But I-I think I could be someone you like" Camilo looked at (Y/n) "Someone you like"
The room was then filled with brief silence with the exception of the tune before (Y/n) started to sing.
"Reading, in a coffee shop we share" (Y/n) looked at the lyrics for guidance, their mind off of Camilo for once as it was Camilo's turn to blush at their voice.
"Hiding shy behind my hair watching, our movie, in my mind" (Y/n) drew a genuine yet sinister smile to show Camilo and yet this didn't help his situation.
"I promise, promise not to fly away" (Y/n) giggled at the lyrics as Camilo's stomach had twisted and yet calm.
"Make a story of today, come on" They grinned. "Give me a try" They continued strumming before looking out of Camilo's window.
"Now I might never stop your sorrow, fix you up good as new" (Y/n) furrowed their eyesbrows and looked at Camilo who gave a sincere smile.
"But that don't mean that I can't hold your hand in mine" Grinned (Y/n) widely as Camilo got a bit closer, flustering both himself and (Y/n).
"I might never say, I'm sorry, even if I done you wro-ong" (Y/n) sang as Camilo laid his hand on their cheek though longer than before.
"But I-I think I could be someone you like" (Y/n) leaned into Camilo's touch without hesitation and started caressing their cheek. "Someone you like"
The strums from the guitar were heard as the small instrumental or interlude was happening. During which, Camilo looked at (Y/n) and (Y/n) looked at Camilo with tired eyes, making Camilo, caress the place under their eyes, making (Y/n) close them again.
"I might never be your hero, but I think I'd like to try" Both faces gave off a smile of comfort letting eachother know they're safe with them.
"And the way you look at me is your reply" (Y/n) opened their eyes to see Camilo look at them in awe, the same way (Y/n) was looking at Camilo earlier.
"You got a lot to learn, about me, maybe you could start tonight" Their foreheads now touched each other, like what a couple would be doing.
"Cuz I-I think I could be someone you like.. Someone you like~" Closing their eyes they stayed like that for a while before looking at eachother, clesrly blushing but thanks for the dim light from the moon that it wasn't seen.
They then proceed to chuckle and giggle knowing they're done with their project. Their first project together.
Dolores' POV
I was up, listening to what Camilo and (Y/n) coukd be doing, only to end up crying on my bed to the song they finally finished making. I missed the telenovelas for this. But oh was it so clear. My brother clearly means every word and so does (Y/n) yet, the situation of both families we are in will definitely hinder their chance at dating.
However, I'm sure (Y/n) has a way, they have a sharp mind. So, getting comfortable, the thought of Camilo and (Y/n) possibly blushing right about after the song had given me enough energy, to close my eyes to, reserve energy for tomorrow.
(Y/n)'s POV
"I love it" I smiled at Camilo who was in front of me, now being modest at best. "Yeah well, what can I say? I am the best after all" He took pride in hinself making me laugh.
"You wish Mr. Madrigal" I sat down my guitar as he acted as though he thought of something. "Yeah.. You know? You're correct, I do wish I am the best" He stopped 'thinking'. "Alas, however, I already am, the best" He wiggled his eyebrows as I muffled my laugh.
"See? Only the best person would be able to make you laugh" I wiped the tears that formed around my eyes.
"I guess you really are the best"
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So like, yay, It's not best, but somehow one of my favorite chapters. I be spoiling meni fluff. So anyways have a lively day everyone!
Question: Name of first fictional crush?
I'm exposing myself, Shoto Todoroki from Mha, possibly Masky from CreepypastaEncanto Quote: "There were bees, everywhere" - Agustin Madrigal
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