𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Started With A Game

CTTO: camilosunshxne

Pairing : Camilo x fem!reader.

Warnings : Fluffy, fluffy, fluffy fluff.

Pronouns used : he/him for Camilo, she/her for reader.

Plot : You have chocolate Pocky sticks and Camilo suggests you play the Pocky game.

Info : This is only short. I'm sorry.

You sat down on the nearest bench, grabbing your chocolate snacks out of your pockets. Glad that you could finally take a break from your chores and eat the Pocky sticks that you had brought out with you.

You were savouring the treat, grabbing one after another out of your box. You stared around the area, cocking an eyebrow when you saw the familiar shapeshifting Madrigal boy that you called your boyfriend heading your way.

He headed towards you, plopping himself down on the bench beside you and glancing at your treat. "What do you want, Madrigal?" You asked, cocking a brow.

"We should play the Pocky game." He told you.

You stared at him, "What's that?" You asked, biting down on another chocolate stick.

"Two people begin eating one Pocky from each end. The first person whose mouth comes off the Pocky, or if the other player gets to the middle first, loses." He explained it to you.

You raised an eyebrow, "Okay, but prepare to lose, Madrigal." You said, placing a Pocky stick between the both of you.

You started at one end and Camilo began at the other, the pair of you began making your way to the middle, you were adamant to win. You wiggled your eyebrows at Camilo who simply smirked back, you were both getting closer and closer to the middle.

You knew you should've pulled back, you just knew it, but you refused to. You refused to let him win, you refused to give him that victory.

However, your eyes flew wide open when his lips met yours. You bit into the biscuit stick and quickly swallowed the chocolatey treat as you deepened the kiss, cupping his cheeks as you did. He pulled you closer to him, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist. He quickly melted into the kiss.

The pair of you pulled away as you stared at him, "So, what does this mean, then?" You asked, cocking a brow.

"It means I love you." Camilo responded.

You rolled your eyes, "I already knew that, idiota. I mean, who won the game?" You asked, laughing slightly.

"Oh, a kiss means a tie." He grinned, sending a wink your way as he jumped up from the bench and walking away.

You watched him go, a soft smile playing on your lips as you did before brushing your fingers over your lips. He walked away, glancing over his shoulder to send you one last grin before disappearing from your sight completely. A smile gracing your lips as you said your next words in a loving manner,

"Te odio, Madrigal."

(Translation: "I hate you, Madrigal.")