FOOL, carlos madrigal.

004.

WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU

summary: carlos is mad again.. only y/n can help him

the reader will have a gift and come from another magical family who also lives with the madrigals! they will have the ability of telepathy and mind control (like professor x or druig or wanda maximoff lolz)

they/them pronouns used

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carlos scoffed, sitting up abruptly from the table and stomped away to his room. he rolled his eyes and ignored the pleads of his brother and mama calling for him.

"it's just a joke, carlos," is what camilo said before carlos got up.

"just a joke," he mumbled to himself, scoffing. "yeah, saying your brother is useless is such a funny joke, camilo."

he made it to his room, slamming the door loudly and locking it.

"i'll talk to him," y/n tried to stand up but felix stopped them.

"no, leave him be," he told them. felix knew his son well, he was just like pepa and needs time to calm down.

they nodded. the dinner slowly but surely went back into the same energy it was before carlos left. everyone went back into their conversations and ate.

y/n's ears perked up slightly as they heard carlos' thoughts.

maybe he's right. i am useless. everything would be better if i wasn't here.

y/n frowned before went back into eating their food.

-

now it has been nearly 2 hours. each madrigal tried to speak to carlos from outside his door. and every time they would get a short response or nothing at all.

"i'm telling you, y/n is the only one who can get carlos out of his shell!" carlos heard his brother's voice from outside.

"no, i-"

"y/n just talk to him," mirabel said firmly.

they sighed, "fine."

carlos heard their soft footsteps approaching his door. they knew carlos was listening so they didn't bother to knock.

"carlos, we're really worried about you. please come out," y/n said, leaning their forehead against the door. "you know camilo didn't mean it. come on, carlos."

carlos frowned, leaning his head back on the door, "just go away, y/n."

he heard them sigh as they went silent.

-

everyone had said their goodnights to carlos, heading back to their rooms for the night.

carlos laid in his bed, staring at his ceiling. he sighed loudly and rubbed his face tiredly.

what the fuck is wrong with you? he thought to himself. so fucking dramatic.

he felt a tug inside his brain. y/n was listening in.

go to sleep, y/n.

you first, carlito.

don't call me that.

why not?

just don't.

y/n didn't respond. maybe they went to sleep? carlos sighed again, shuffling in his bed.

he began making a list in his head about what he hates about himself.

WHAT I HATE ABOUT ME:
i hate my skin, it's too rough.
i hate my body, i'm way too tall.
i hate how everyone thinks i'm scary. how they always run away when i even take a small step. they treat me like a burden, always praising my twin.
i hate this stupid gift thing. i never asked for it. if i could, i would give mine to mirabel.
i hate my hands. my nails are chipped and messy.

he felt something in his head again. y/n.

WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU:
i love your hair. i love to play with it even if you don't want me to.
i love how you don't hesitate to fight for the ones you love. you're always caring about others before yourself. you even fought for me once when that boy was flirting with me.
i love your eyes, even if you don't show them half of the time. your eyes are so gorgeous, a pretty chocolate color.
i love your hands and how it contrasts to mine when i hold them.
i love that smirk you have when you get an idea. your mischievousness beats camilo's by a mile.
but most importantly, i love you.

carlos gasped when he heard the last one, a small smile cracking on his face. he immediately got up from his bed, finally calm enough to open that damned door. he opened the door to see y/n sitting outside, not caring if their pants/skirt got dirty. they never went to their room.

y/n smiled at him as they stood up, "so you finally opened the door."

"shut up," carlos pulled them into a kiss.