"What? I can't say we don't have a house?"
COMPLETED!
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ALL THE ONESHOTS ARE GENDER NEUTRAL UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE!!
Just as the title suggests, this is a Camilo oneshot book. Mans got barely six minutes of screentime and we all caught the brainrot...
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SYNOPSIS - The one where it's your birthday. <3 FLUFF!
Spanish text is translated in the comments!
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You breathe in, sighing deeply. Shifting your spot on the bed, you turn onto your back to avoid the sunlight hitting your face. You're well rested, it's warm and comfortable in your bed. Life is good.
Knock, knock!
"Love that for me," you mumble to yourself, yawning as you sat up from your heavenly position. Another round of knocks interrupt you and you quickly hop off your bed, walking towards the door.
Opening it, you expected your mamá, so instinctively, you greet her, "Buenas días, mam-" it wasn't your mamá.
You blink.
The curly-haired chameleon in front of you blinks.
"AY, CAMILO!?" You slam the door on his face and immediately regret it, opening it back up to reveal a tiny crack, "Oh my God, lo siento, but what are you doing here so early!?" Your face heats up in embarrassment as you think about how terrible you must look this early in the morning.
"HA," He barks at you, "Did you forget your own birthday?" He smiles.
You blink once more before facepalming yourself. "Of course I did." He laughs at you and it's contagious, you chuckle along. "We planned something for you, I'll wait while you get ready." He doesn't give you time to respond when he walks away from your door, going to entertain your younger sibling(s).
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Stepping out, you laugh as you catch him playing patty-cake with your sibling, "Pfft-" you cover your mouth and watch as he looks towards you and grins. "What's so funny, [Name]?"
"Nada, Camilo," you jokingly roll your eyes. "Ready, cutie?" He holds his arm up for you and you link it with his, nodding, attempting to hide the warmth that spread on your face and your fluttering stomach at his compliment. Your mamá basically ushers you both out the door, it's almost as if she knows what was going on.
The walk to wherever you were going was not quiet; there was lots of talking and laughter, and him asking you, "so, how does it feel to finally be [15/16]?", and you'd answer, "The same as [previous age] did."
Finally arriving at your destination, you gasp in amazement. "Woaaah!" You cover your mouth with your hands and he smiles at your reaction. "¿Te gusta?"
You let your hands fall to your sides and he saw your smile, which gave him butterflies. "YES, OF COURSE!! It's amazing, Camilo!"
