Mi Pequeño Diablo | Carlos M.

11: Reassurance

Carlos tiptoed as he walks in your room, careful not to burn himself. His grip on the damped blanket tighten as he sees you crouching on your bed, your shoulders moving up and down while you sob uncontrollably.

"Get out." you said in between your sobs. You look up at him with tears streaming down your face. "Carlos, please, just... get out."

"No." he insists and sat down next to you, putting the damped blanket on top of your head. "I'm not leaving you here alone." he crosses his legs, resting his chin on his hand while looking at you dead in the eyes. 

"You know it would be better if you put out those fire, your room's too hot." he ties his hair up in a man bun. 

You groaned and rolled your eyes, not giving a damn about it. "I'm keeping this room in this temperature, so better get the fuck out." you threw the damped blanket away and it quickly burned into ashes. 

He huffs. "Fine, I guess I just have to remove my clothes so it would lessen the heat." he removes his ruana and went to unbutton his polo but you stopped him before he could.

"Okay, okay. Just don't strip right in front of me. Geez." you heard him snicker. You breath in and calmed yourself, fire slowly disappeared all around. "Happy?"

"You can't just stand seeing me half naked." he scoffed.

"Well, obviously. My room isn't a strip club, you perverted chameleon." you snapped back. Not even caring that you were literally crying your heart out just a few seconds ago.

"Yeah, it's not like we were bathing in the same shower." 

"It was 10 years ago! we were just five!"

"Still. You've seen me naked for like, I don't know how many times." 

"Well, we've grown up and it'll be awkward."

"It'll be awkward if you think of other things." 

"What do you mean?" you raised a brow.

"Nah, you know what I meant." he smirks.

You furrowed your eyebrows, looking at him as if trying to read his mind. In sudden realization, you smack the back of his head, earning a loud groan from him. "¡Somos primos por el amor de Dios! (we're cousins for god's sake!) why would you think I'd thought of something like that?!" you shove his shoulders, causing him to fall down the floor.

The shapeshifter rolled on the floor while laughing. Guess, he had won another day to annoy you. "You should've seen your face!" he laughed while holding his stomach, wiping off invisible tears.

You threw the pillow next to you right at his face with full force  and crossed your arms. Looking at him with a grumpy face but soon ended up laughing along. Just the sight of him being this happy unexpectedly lift up your mood. 

He never showed this side of him to anyone else but you. 

"You feel better now?" he suddenly asked, sitting on the edge of your bed. 

You simply nod your head. "I mean, yeah, but not that better." a sigh escaped your mouth. You slid inside your blanket and hugged your pillow, burying your face on it.

"Tell me what happened." you pulled down your blanket to see him leaning on the bedpost, gesturing for you to rest your head on his lap, and so you did. He then began combing your hair using his fingers. 

"Why don't you guess what happened?" 

"Hmm," he hums, rubbing a finger on his chin. "I was right about him dumping you over the blonde girl?" he says, more like in a question tone.

You snapped your fingers. "You got it right." 

You heard him snicker. "Too bad 'cause he just lost someone that is more worthy than a gift." 

His words made you look up at him. "Did you switched personalities with someone?" 

"What?" he asks mindlessly.

"You know what? nevermind. Maybe I just need some sleep. I'm starting to hear things again." you sat up and laid down on your bed again, now your back was facing him. 

"Okay, I'll just uhm... sit on the floor for a while. If you don't mind." you just simply nod your head and closed your eyes shut, hoping to drift off to sleep immediately.

Carlos sat on the floor beside your bed still keeping his eyes on you. A worried look on his face, thinking maybe he said something wrong.