CTTO: camilosangelita
-a camilo x reader where reader is super overworked with art commissions
-camilo x reader, reader uses she/they prns. not beta read
Being the town's best and only painter had its ups and downs. Although creating art was your hobby, it could get a little overwhelming at times.
"Mi vida! Where are you?" Camilo sang, holding a box filled to the brim with chocolates his Tia Julietta made. "I brought you your favorites!"
When he didn't get a response back, Camilo looked around [Name]'s house in confusion, seeing that they were nowhere in sight. "Helloooo?" Camilo called out, hesitating before walking up the stairs, making his way to [Name]'s room.
"Mi vida?" Camilo peaked inside, his eyes widening when he saw [Name] covered from head to toe in paint. "Oh, hola carino!" They greeted, sending a small wave their way.
"What happened here? Did Isabela pay you a visit before I did?" Camilo joked, admiring their significant other from afar.
"Very funny Camilo." [Name] rolled their eyes playfully, taking off their dirty apron and putting on a clean one. "If you must know, I'm actually sketching out some ideas!" [Name] ethusiastically explained, motioning for Camilo to come closer. "Considering that everyone's changed since the last time I've painted it, Abuela wanted me to work on the Madrigal Mural!"
The rough draft was much more different than the one [Name] painted before. Isabela's dress was now a royal blue, the ends of it were covered in colorful splotches of paint. Bruno's facial expression was drawn to be more calmer, as opposed to the fearful face he had before. The biggest change however, was the addition of Agustin, Felix and Pedro, as [Name] had sketched them standing next to their wives respectively.
Camilo stared at the drawing in awe, stars practically in his eyes. "Even after all this time, you still somehow continue to amaze me.." Saying this earned him a small kiss from [Name] on the cheek. "Thank you, but I can't help but think something is missing.."
The two glanced at the picture together, trying to figure out what that something was. Eventually, [Name] started to pace around their room, leaving Camilo alone with his thoughts.
"This new mural has to be perfect, I can't just repaint it knowing that something is missing!" [Name] rambled, walking around in circles until she heard Camilo cheerfully yell out. "I found what was missing!"
"What?! What was it?" [Name] asked, desperation evident in her eyes.
Camilo held up the drawing, a small stick figure who seemed to be wearing a colorful apron was right next to Camilo, a big heart uniting them together.
"You forgot to add yourself silly!"
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