𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Hostage

CTTO: rehji

yandere! camilo x male! reader

Part two of Polaroid Photos.

Summary: After your discovery to his obsession, Camilo decided that you're going to stay—it was the safest option for him, and his family.

Content Warning(s): yandere behavior, obsession, kidnapping, angst, camilo is kinda ooc.

Rated: mature. (This oneshot has been rated as mature because it has disturbing themes, not because it has NSFW/18+ elements! Please don't sexualize Camilo, he's only 15 years old.)

⠀A boy with curly dark auburn locks peered through the gap of a slightly opened door. His juniper-green hues caught the sight of a certain (h/c)-haired boy, who was knocked out unconscious—he hasn't shown any signs of regaining his consciousness yet.

⠀⠀⠀⠀He sighed before closing the door, but jumped slightly as his attention was diverted to the ginger-haired woman in front of him, who was none other than his mother, Pepa Madrigal. Pillows of gravel-gray clouds forming beneath her head as she anxiously fiddled with her curly auburn locks that were styled into a braid. She gazed at her son as she inquired, "Is he awake yet?"

⠀⠀⠀⠀Camilo's lips curled into a small smile as he spoke in a gentle manner, "No, mami. Don't worry so much, he would wake up soon,"

⠀⠀⠀⠀The older woman casted a skeptical glance towards the boy, his statement didn't seem to relieve her as she seemed to be even more troubled, "Agh! Camilo, why did you even do this in the first place? Ahora, tenemos que esconderlo de todos. ¿Y si sus padres venían a buscarlo?" The clouds over her head began to form into a larger one as she grew anxious.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"We'll..." Camilo trailed off before an idea came to his mind, "We'll just say we haven't seen him, and pretend to help find him. They would just dismiss it as a case of a missing person,"

⠀⠀⠀⠀Pepa took a deep breath whilst muttering reassurance underneath her breath, clearing the clouds beneath her head before she spoke, "Okay,"

⠀⠀⠀⠀A smile began to form on Camilo's lips once he heard an agreement coming from his mother.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"I'll go ahead and talk to the others about this. Camilo, wait for him to wake up, and please, don't freak him out," Pepa explained before she made her way towards the ascending staircase, Camilo took note of his mother's expression—she was still stressed regarding this.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Camilo exclaimed, "Okay, mami,"

⠀⠀⠀⠀Once Pepa was out of his line of sight, Camilo pulled his bedroom door open. His green orbs widened as he saw the (h/c)nette was now conscious, he didn't expect him to wake up soon although he wasn't complaining. Gently closing the door behind him, Camilo walked towards the boy who was holding his head whilst wincing. He didn't seem to react to Camilo approaching him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Y/n), you're awake," Camilo started, sitting himself down on the bed; next to the said boy.

⠀⠀⠀⠀(Y/n) shifted his attention to anywhere but the boy sitting beside him—staring sightlessly at a wall—as he stayed silent. His head was throbbing, hell, it felt like the world around him was spinning. It made him wonder, what the hell happened? Did he black out? If so, how did he black out?

⠀⠀⠀⠀Camilo examined the other boy and almost immediately noticed that he was experiencing headache, a terrible one at that. Camilo frowned, his face showed genuine worry as he asked, "Do you want me to get you something?"