I'LL JUST SAY YOU'RE PRETTY [Camilo X Reader] [Fanfics]

#14 : My Primo

[Y/N]

Words can't describe the relief and joy I felt when Tio Diego announced that Marco won't be joining him on his journey. Although, my relief isn't as loud as the shrill cheers of the hormonal teenagers behind me. I swear my eardrums almost burst out.

"y/n, do you want to go grab some snacks?" Mirabel took my hand before I could respond and dragged me to the huge table in the corner marvellously housing lots and I mean lots of delicious all-you-can-eat dishes made by the talented Julieta.

She then began gushing out how delicious her Mom's cooking is and stuffed piles of arepas and patacones with hogao and guacamole along with some other mouth-watering stuff. I could only smile and laugh at her enthusiasm. Mirabel is one of those people who might seem awkward and clumsy but if you get to know her a bit more, she's the best person to light up the mood.

We talked about some other stuff like her parents' first date and her mischievousness with Antonio when they were younger. There were so funny that I laughed so hard making me choke on some fruit juice. As we talked the children that came slowly flock around Mirabel equally loving her tales and without a break in her flow, she kept on with it. Not trying to be a nuisance, I slowly inch away and went out of Casita.

I gave a small chuckle seeing Mirabel not noticing my absence before turning my attention to the beautiful cold night. The twinkling stars that surround the full moon shower me with their dim light. Taking a deep breath, I began walking with no destination in mind.

Dark buildings loomed over me with the occasional lit window reminding me of the darkness around me. My slow small steps sounded distant even to me. In times like this, it's kind of nice to be alone. It gave me some privacy to go over my deep thoughts. However, right now, the thoughts that invade my mind are all about Camilo.

What did I do wrong?

I kept asking myself. Did he not like it? Was he disgusted I would just give myself to him that willingly? I shook my head in frustration and sighed deeply.

"What's got you so deep in thought my sweet prima." A voice chuckled from behind me. I whipped around to Marco looking at me with a grin and a tiny glint in his raven eyes. That glint unnerved me but I shook it off since it was Marco. Nobody could read him thoroughly.

"Hola primo, why did you leave your fangirls? That's not very nice." I teased.

"I should ask you the same thing." He shook his head and moved to walk beside me and slowing his stride to match mine. He had an arm around my shoulder and I subconsciously moved closer for his warmth.

"I don't have fans." He gave me a look as I said that then held a finger on his chin jokingly showing he was in deep thought.

"Mhmm, what about that Madrigal kid?" I tensed at his question and he noticed. He stopped walking and turned me to face him slowly. I everted my eyes from him but he held my chin and made me look at him. "Hey, what happened? Did he do something to you that made you uncomfortable?" He frowned when I shook my head. It felt too embarrassing to tell him. Marco wanted to help but, what if he just tease me about it later?

"I'll go talk with that kid." He said in a deadly tone and began trudging back towards Casita. In a panic, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to a nearby alley.

"I'll tell you. Just don't make a big deal out of it." I sighed and rubbed my temples.

"No promises." He said seriously. His face was back to its neutral emotionless state he always wear. Reluctantly, I told him what happened. Marco didn't say anything as I tell him. He just stood there with his arms crossed.

None of us uttered another word after that. I fiddled with a loose thread on my shirt and felt self-conscious with Marco being quiet and only staring at me without any expression.

I flinched when he suddenly moved and pulled me into a hug, his head on the crook of my neck. There wasn't a time for me to digest what was happening as he then kissed the sensitive skin there making me shudder as his lips linger there. Heat rose to my face and neck. The place his lips touch burned with a weird sensation.

Marco let me go and gave my head a gentle pat. I looked at him flustered but he only smiled and walk away in the direction of his house. My hand trailed over his kiss. What was that? My brain couldn't process the whole thing. With my head now filled with more questions, I made my way back to Casita.

[???]

My little puppet managed to put that little mark on y/n so easily. The small Polilla creeping under her (s/c) skin glowed slightly before flickering off when it found a suitable resting place. "Now, get stronger my little Mariposa. I'll just need to wait for the fruit to be ripe before taking a bite."

[Y/N]

The party was slowly coming to an end when I came back. People were beginning to move back into their homes. Some people gave me weird looks but I was just too tired to care. Isabella waved for me to come when she saw me. Her black, yellow and blue dress lost its glow showing how worn out she was also feeling.

"Had a fun night?" I asked her if she had just brushed it off with a hand.

"Come. Walk me back to my room. I'm too tired from dealing with all those young cliche boys." She dramatically wiped invisible sweat from her forehead causing us to laugh.

We linked our arms together and walked back inside making jokes to tease each other. She took me to take a brief stop to tell Abuela we wanted to be excused but I wished we hadn't because I felt like someone just poured iced water over me and hit me with the bucket. "Isn't that-" I only nodded my head and looked away from Camilo kissing Tina, the village baker's daughter. I quickly excused myself, saying I suddenly felt ill and ran to my room, ignoring the calls and questions from everyone.

I locked the door and jumped into my bed, forcing myself to sleep. Before I finally drifted off, a final thought came to me.

I guess that was why.