ReaderxCamilo//Arranged

Twenty two

"Now why would your gift get weak?" Camilo asks, hand on his chin as he stands in front of me.
"I don't know" I shrug
"You're gift is generational right?"
"Si" I nod
"For how long?" He questions and I think.
"Like a really really really long time" I emphasize the last 'really'
"Okay, so" Camilo stops "I got nothin" he sits on the floor and I sigh.
"I'm useless without my gift" I mumble, looking at my hands "I'm nothing" I whisper
"Hey" Camilo says softly, sitting on his knees. "You are not your gift" he cups my face "you're gift doesn't control your kindness, your compassion, your playfulness, it doesn't control you. You have purpose gift or not gift" He says, holding my face "you're everything"

I look at him "you're my everything" he says quietly

"I'm your everything?" I ask and his cheeks turn pink
"I- well- you see. I um" he stutters, I smile at him and kiss his cheek.
"Let's go outside" I say and take his hand. Dolores smiles at us sweetly, whispering to Isabela. She audibly 'awes' and Dolores beams. Camilo shoots her a glare as we walk down the stairs, Casita thumps and turns into a slide. I cling to Camilo and accidentally take him down. We slide onto the ground in a pile.
"Ow" I mutter and sit up, Camilo is laughing. I pull him up, Camilo spins me around. Mami sends a worried look towards us which is replaced with a smile, a warm feeling invades my stomach. He cares about me even if my gift is fading. I'm his everything. I take his face in my hands and kiss him

"What was that for?" He asks, a smile drawn on his face

"I don't know" I shrug, intertwining my hand with his. My heart warms, he sees me as me. We walk into the kitchen and Julieta is getting ready to cook
"Hola Tia" Camilo smiles
"Hello you two" we look at each other
"Let us cook" I say and untie the apron from her

"Que?" She asks, looking confused

"Relax, let us cook dinner today"

"Really? Are you sure?"
"Si, si" I say and tie a white apron around my waist

"Ay, okay okay" She hugs us and walks out.
"Do you know how to cook?" I ask, cutting lettuce
"Not one bit" Camilo laughs, apron around his waist
"This is gonna go-"
"Amazing" Camilo kisses my cheek and starts making dough from a recipe book. I put the salad aside and start making arepas
"Does this look um right to you?" I ask holding up an oddly shaped arepa
"I mean better than mine" he holds up his and I giggle. I start cooking them and Camilo hugs me from behind.

"Am I burning them?" I ask, I should really learn how to cook
"I don't think so" 
"Hm" I examine the arepa, I break it in half and give it to Camilo. He take a bite and immediately spits it into his hand

"Yeah, that isn't going to work" He mutters 
"I'm sure it's not that bad" I take a bite, I gag and force a smile

"It's bad" Camilo laughs and I nod, spitting it into the garbage. 

"Is there anywhere in town we can eat?" I ask plucking the arepas from the stove, I would rather die then let Juleita taste these.