His Mariposa (Camilo Madrigal x Filipina!Reader)

CHAPTER 41

Y/N gasped and pulled away from Camilo.

"Tay! It's not what it looks- ARAY!", she bumped her head on the table as she frantically tried to stand up.

"Señor! We weren't- OW!", Camilo also panicked and tried to get up but was immediately reminded as to why he couldn't.

"Aray- Tay, I swear weren't doing anything", Y/N said, her hands still clutching the crown of her head as she straightened up. Her eyes darted around and down at Camilo, terrified what her Tatay might do.

Camilo on the other hand was forced to leaned back on the table due to the immeasurable pain, but he still frantically looked around for Señor Ernesto. He wasn't anywhere Camilo could see. Maybe he was behind the table.

Camilo paled in fear.

He's gonna murder him. He almost kissed his  best friend - his PROFESSOR'S DAUGHTER! SHE'S NOT ALLOWED TO DATE UNTIL SHE'S EIGHTEEN! YOU LOUSY, IDIOT, STUPIDHEAD OF A LIZARD-

"Are you okay, Mija?", Camilo heard a man's voice from behind the table. Camilo snapped his head towards Y/N in panic, expecting her to be horrified and panicking as well but instead he saw her wearing a confused expression on her face. Camilo frowned in confusion as well.

"Señor Jose?", Y/N asked.

"Yeah? I was just passing through when I heard something bump the table. Are you sure you're okay, mariposa? Do you need some of Julieta's food?"

Yep, that was Jose alright... But where's Señor Ernesto?

"Oh, uh, well", Y/N said, straightening herself up.

"I just thought I heard someone call, Señor. It's just, fast Filipina reflexes, eheheh", she said, ending with that awkward laugh to try to ease the atmosphere.

"And what about your head?", Señor Jose asked.

"Oh, it's fine. Camilo and I were just resting here anyway", Y/N said, though she continued to rub the sore spot on her head.

"Camilo is there?", Señor Jose asked.

Camilo grimaced. He grunted as he used his hands and arms to try and at least show Señor Jose his face.

"Camilo what are you doing? You'll hurt to legs!", Y/N whispered through gritted teeth before going back to politely smiling at Señor Jose.

"I'm-ugh- I'm fine Posa- hoohh", he panted out as he finally twisted up and around to look at Señor Jose.

"Hola , Señor", he said as casually as he could,even giving a little eyebrow wiggle.

"Hola, Camilo", Señor Jose said, unsure that everything was alright.

Y/N's cheeks shook as she tried to keep her polite smile and not pick Camilo up, plop him onto the table and Camilo's arms shook as he tried to keep himself on the table.

"Are you sure you don't need help?-"

"Si! Señor! We're fine!", Y/N said, though there was an impatient shaking in her voice.

"Oh, uhm... Okay. I'll go then, buenos dias, kids"

"Buenos dias, Señor!", the teenagers yelled after him and watched him walk away before dropping their polite facade.

Y/N exhaled loud and fanned herself excessively while Camilo dropped back to the ground, panting and heaving as his legs throbbed in pain. He squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to breath evenly.

"Hmp!", He heard Y/N say.

"Hmp what? What?? Y/N! WOAH- WOAH! Y/N WHAT!?", Camilo yelled when he felt himself being picked up from the ground. He certainly didn't expect Y/N to pick him up bridal style and plop him gently on the table.