Bet | Camilo M.

20: Box of apology

Y/n's POV

"Camilo? what are you doing here?" I automatically sat straight on my bed.

 He gave me a worried looked. "Hermosa you need to lay down." he said, ignoring my question. I slap his hands away from me. "Ow! what was that for?" he asks rubbing his hands.

"That's for walking in on my room without my permission." 

"Well, you could've just said so, plus, P.S, the door was slightly opened and I saw you 'sleeping' so I just decided to walk in."

"Have you at least heard about knocking?"

"Yes, I do, but I don't know wanna disturb you on your beauty rest."

"And you think holding my hand won't disturb me either?"

"That's-- Ugh!" he groaned. "Listen, I don't wanna fight about it anymore, okay? I'm here to keep you company." he says more calmly this time.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "You do know that I'm sick, right?"

He nods his head. "Yes, that's why I'm here." 

"Y-you're not afraid that you might catch cold too?" 

He hummed. "Nope. So you better move aside so I can have some space on the bed too."

"EXCUSE ME??" I said, now both my hands are on my hips as he gently push me aside and laid right beside me. "I could use some personal space around here--" 

I wasn't able to finish my words when he suddenly pulled me and my face landed on his chest. His hand was brushing my hair while his other hand is wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to his body.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked as I try to keep my hands from touching his chest. I felt like dying in this position, I've never been this close to him.

"Shh Amor, you'll thank me later." he gently pats my head before he continued brushing my hair with his fingers. 

Unexpectedly it helped me relax and feel the warmth of his embrace, inhaling his scent. "Does my mom know that you're here?" I asked, my fingers tracing the chameleon patterns on his ruana.  Not gonna lie but I feel better already.

He hummed yes. "When Cleo went to our house calling for Tia Julieta, I got curios on what was happening so I asked him and he said that you were sick. I got worried so I went here and saw your mom was just about to leave the house so I asked for her permission if I can visit you and she said yes and then--" he stopped when I chuckled. "What?"

"I only asked if they know that you're here, I didn't ask for the whole description, tonto." I giggled.

"You're even more attractive when you giggle, I could listen to it all day." I could feel him smirking while saying it. 

"Dolores must be tired from hearing all your lame lines."  I said sarcastically.  

"Yeah, she must be eavesdropping right now. It's not like I care, it's nice to see her suffer." he chuckled. I lightly hit him on the chest.

"You don't even feel sorry for your own sister"

"Why would I? it's a sibling thing." he paused. " And it's just to annoy her." 

We both stayed silent for a moment, just feeling each other's warmth. He keeps on playing with my hair while his other hand was slowly rubbing my back. I feel my eyes getting heavy.

"Hermosa?" he spoke. I hummed with my sleepy voice. "I wanted to ask you something but I guess you're already sleepy."

"No, I'm not sleepy. What is it you want to ask?" I said but my eyes were closed.