Mi Pequeño Diablo | Carlos M.

06: Scarf into ashes

                                                       Y/N's POV

Today was no different than the other today, well, except that Mateo is coming over here in the Casita. He asked me a few days ago if maybe we could crochet together, and of course I agreed. It's not I can say no to that. 

I smiled widely while preparing the things we needed, humming a song I invented on my mind. I heard the door of my room being opened and pops out Mirabel in a good mood. "Mateo's here." she says before walking away and closing the door again.

I breathed out and fixed myself first before I went downstairs. I saw Mateo being greeted by Camilo. He noticed me and walked to my side giving me a side hug. "Come on my room's upstairs." I grabbed him by the hand, leaving Camilo all on his own.

Once we entered I closed the door and went over to my table, where I usually do crochet alone. "Wow, your room looks so cool." he says in awe as his eyes were looking at every corner.

"Yeah, but I think you'll like Isabela's room or maybe Camilo and Carlos' room too. My room can get chaotic as hell if I'm not in the mood." he nods his head. He sat on the edge of the table and I sat across him. 

"How long have you been do this?" he asked.

"Um, when I was around 10-years-old, I guess? I really don't remember well." I replied as I began to crochet. "What about you? did someone taught you?"

"Oh, I started a year ago. My grandma used to teach me." 

"Used to?" 

I saw how his expression changed into a sad one, his fingers fidgeting while holding the needles. "Yeah, she died because of a heart attack."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't  have asked about it." I mentally facepalmed. Great, y/n. Now I feel bad. I wish I could just burn myself and die.

"It's fine,  at least she doesn't have to deal with all the chaos in this world." he faintly smiled which broke my heart. Stupid mouth.

I cleared my throat and opened my mouth to say something but then the door slammed open. We both turned our heads only to see Mirabel Carlos and Camilo.

What the heck are they doing here??

                                                        Carlos' POV

I rubbed my eyes and yawned. I looked at the door annoyingly for I was disturbed from by sleep by the noise that was coming from outside. 

I grabbed my ruana that was resting on the nightstand and went towards the door, slightly opening it. I saw Camilo just heading back to his room, I quickly went out as he stops from his tracks.

"What's with all the noise? It's too early." I asked with my raspy voice.

Camilo looked at me with raised eyebrow. "Dude, it's past noon time."

"What?? I overslept again?" I ran a hand through my hair out of frustration. 

"Well, you always do. Anyways Mateo came to visit he's in y/n's room. See ya." he waved a hand and walked pass by me but I quickly pulled him back by grabbing his hair. "Ow! let go, you emo-ass!" 

"What did you say??"

"I said let go you emo-ass!."

"No, not that one. The one about Mateo." 

"I told you he's in y/n's room, now let go!" he slapped my hand away. He looked at me with a frowny face while fixing his hair. "Bro, almost one hour of fixing my hair and this is what I get?" 

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Whatever, you should go bald." I put both hands on my pocket and walked away.

"Hey! your room is this way! where are you going?" he breathes heavily while following me. 

"Gonna ruin things by myself." 

"What? what things?" he asked while panting. "Oh no don't tell me--" "That I'll ruin y/n and Mateo's 'hangout'? okay, I won't." I shrug my shoulders and continued walking but then Camilo blocked my way while spreading both arms and legs so I won't pass.

I scoffed. "What now?"

"You seriously can't be serious about it."

"Of course I am. Y/n's a girl, Mateo's a stupid boy, they're in the same room... alone. What do you think will possibly happen?"

 "Uh--"

"Exactly, now fuck off." I shoved him to the side.

"I can smell jealousy." I heard him whisper. I turned back to face him. 

"What was that?"

"I said you're just jealous." he crossed his arms and smirked.

"No, I am not." I said sternly.

"Okay, then if you're not. Just go back to your room."

I sighed heavily. "Okay, fine, I am." 

His eyes widened as he went over me, "Ha! the cold-ass Carlos is jealous." he laughs mockingly while covering his mouth.

I gave him a deadpan look. "Are you done?" 

                                                        Y/n's POV

I gave the three a glare as I walked to them. "What are guys doing here?" I furrowed my eyebrows. They were supposed to be doing their chores and I was supposed to be hanging out with Mateo, alone.

"Oh come on, prima. Your cousins just wanted to join you guys." Carlos says putting an arm over my shoulder while messing with my hair. 

I slapped his hand away and looked over to Mirabel and Camilo who were just shrugging their shoulders. "I came here to bring you guys some food mama told me to." Mirabel says as she handed me a plate of arepas that I didn't notice at the first place. 

"Oh, thanks Mira." I put it on the table. Mirabel nods her head and went out of the room. I looked over to the twins and breathed out loud. "Just, try not to cause any trouble and I might spare your lives."

"Promise." they both said in unison. 

I went back to Mateo with them following me from behind, he was done with the scarf he was making. "Does it look nice?" he asked while putting it in front of him.

I nodded my head and hummed and so did Camilo. " Who's it for?" I asked pointing over the scarf,

"Oh, uh , well, I don't know. You can have it though, if you want to." he says. I smiled brightly. 

"Sure, I really like it actually." he slightly blushed from the compliment as he wraps the scarf on my neck. "Wow, you did it so well." I said.

A smile plastered on my face as I looked at it, admiring Mateo's creation I was holding in my hands. Carlos walked pass between us, bumping my shoulder and I ended up accidentally burning the scarf into ashes. 

"Oops, sorry, my bad. I'm sure Mateo can just make you another one." he smiled sheepishly.

What the fuck is this guy's problem??