𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 | (DISCONTINUED)

𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈𝐍 ? / / 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐥 (𝐏𝟑)

Pairings: Carlos Madrigal x g/n!reader

Warnings: not proofread, swearing, slightly out of character Carlos (he's a non canon character design I don't have much to go off of), Carlos being an asshole, cliffhanger(?), fluff, rushed because I'm tired

"What were you thinking?!" Carlos heard the unusually loud voice of his older sister as he entered La Casa Madrigal.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, an annoyed sigh leaving his lips as he began walking toward his bedroom, Dolores angrily following behind.

"How could you say that to Y/N?"

Carlos's eyes widened slightly as he spun on his heel to face Dolores, "You were eavesdropping on us?!"

A blank expression found it's way on Dolores's face, "I don't have much of a choice."

"Whatever," Carlos mumbled, "so what did you hear?"

Dolores crossed her arms, looking at Carlos disapprovingly, "Just that you don't think anyone would ever fall in love with Y/N, and that you just used them to make freaking Emilia jealous! Who even is Emilia?"

Carlos rolled his eyes, though he felt some sort of guilt at how bad it sounded coming from Dolores, "Relax, using them isn't as bad as it sounds. We both used each other to make other people jealous. But you knew that already, didn't you?"

"True, but you only agreed to the plan because you thought it wouldn't work for them, and that it would only benefit you. That's what using someone is."

A frustrated sigh left Carlos's lips, "Fine. I used them," he admitted, his stoic and mean expression faltering again, "Why is that so important to you?"

Dolores glared at her brother, "I know you used them, but I think it was for different reasons than what you're telling me."

"Oh yeah?"

"You like Y/N."

An uncomfortable silence settled around the two - though, it was only silent for Carlos.

"What?" he scoffed.

Dolores smirked, "You like Y/N."

"No. I don't."

"Then why is your heart speeding up?"

Carlos's felt his cheeks boil as his eyes widened, "It's not. Shut up."

"Not even now, your heart rate goes crazy whenever you're around them. And when they do anything actually. Overall, you're pretty flustered around them."

"Am not!" Carlos cried, his cheeks now a bright shade of red.

"You are though."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not. I-I couldn't, I like..." Carlos trailed off, scrunching up his face as he was in deep thought.

Dolores raised her eyebrows, waiting for Carlos to finish, "Emilia?"

"Emilia. I remember her name." Carlos glared at Dolores, who only snickered at the situation.

"Sure you do, hermano."

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Carlos lay wide awake in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Ever since he left Y/N and spoke with Dolores, he couldn't stop thinking about them. He felt different about them. He used to see them as just another kid who adored Camilo, and he hated them for that. Ever since Dolores pointed out the obvious to him, thoughts of Y/N made his cold heart warm. Butterflies swarmed in his stomach when he thought of them. He was torn. He liked Emilia, why was he feeling like this for Y/N? Why did his feelings become so intense that he had to cut them out of his life so suddenly? Why did he feel so much guilt whenever he thought back to Y/N's face when he told them the truth?