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Mysterious room part.2

-+-Camilo's POV-+-

I was sat up against a wall in the room I had created. Y/n said they'd spent a lot of time with their Tia Daniela when they were younger. They said every time they were with her, they felt happier.

They said her room looked a lot like their own but with different walls and bed sheets. I tried my best to make it seem believable so they'd feel better.

I was about to ask Y/n what they thought, but I realised they had fallen asleep. I rested my head on top of theirs and looked around the room. It felt so real, like I was sitting on the floor of Daniela's bedroom with Y/n beside me.

The window was open with the curtains pulled back to expose the swaying landscape outside. There was a slight breeze blowing the leaves on the trees, and the sun barely touched the very top of the mountains around the Encanto.

After the whole 'broken house saga', our family has been a lot closer and reliant on each other's company. It's a rare sight to see a Madrigal out in the streets without a family member to chat to.

I honestly had no clue on where Alejandro went, but that wasn't my main concern at the time. I wanted to make sure everyone, especially Y/n, was safe.

I was never sure on what my feelings toward Y/n were, let alone what they meant. I guess, keeping them safe is my main goal right now, but what do I want to happen after now? What do I want us to become after we make sure their father isn't a threat anymore?

What do I want?

I've always put my time and effort into pleasing everyone I see and seeing them smile. I've always dug myself into this deep hole where the only way I could get out was to see others happy.

Everything I've been told was to help others, so I've only ever thought about other people and their feelings, and never my own.

I haven't been fully sure about a lot of things lately. The house was rebuilt only a few weeks ago and there's still a huge worry in the back of my brain that something could happen again, so I've been on higher alert ever since.

I hadn't noticed this yet, but Y/n had started to stir from their sleep. They lifted their had from my shoulder and groggily rubbed their eye. They looked around the room before laying their head back down on my shoulder and moved my arm around their own shoulder.

I didn't know how to react at first, before giving in and gently rubbing their arm. Y/n's breathing slowed and became steady so it was safe to assume they were asleep again.

I felt my own eyes start to feel heavy and the room changed back to the mirrors before I drifted off to sleep with Y/n safe in my arms.

(498 words)