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CATBOY

summary: carlos' gift malfunctions, now he's a catboy for a day

they/them pronouns used

heres some sketches i made to go with this (ft. camilo):

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"what the actual fuck," carlos stared at himself in the mirror. he had fluffy brown cat ears on the top of his head and a matching brown tail. he tried to shake it off but the features stayed. "how did this even happen?!"

carlos was trying to shapeshift into his cat form just for fun and maybe bother some people. now he was part cat?

"fuck, i can't let y/n see me like this!" he exclaimed to himself. "or anyone for that matter!"

"hey, carlos-"

camilo stood at the doorway with his mouth agape, staring at his twin brother. carlos stared back at him with a panicked look. he lets out a snicker and puts a hand over his mouth making carlos scowl at him.

he puts a finger up, "don't. say. a. fucking. word."

camilo then bursted laughing. "dios mío, this is the funniest thing i've seen all day!" he cackled. he raised a hand to touch carlos' ears but his hand was smacked away.

"i will literally bite your hand off," carlos glared.

"alright fine but i came here to tell you that y/n is on their way over."

"¿QUÉ?"

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carlos had covered his ears with a random hat he found. and for his tail he covered himself in his blankets and hoped that y/n didn't find it suspicious.

"hola, cami," y/n beamed at camilo as they walked in casita.

"hola, y/n/n," he greeted, holding an arepa as usual.

"uh.. where is carlos?" they noticed how their boyfriend was unusually not present.

camilo gulped down his food nervously. he shrugs, "he.. well, um, he's in his room! he's feeling a little sick."

"oh... should i leave-"

"no, it'll be fine. just a small headache that's all," camilo cuts them off.

y/n nodded suspiciously, "okay?"

"yup."

"cool."

"cool."

"imma go now," y/n gestured up to the stairs.

"oh right," camilo nodded. he went back to eating his food and walked away.

y/n shrugged off his weird behavior and went up the stairs. they made their way to carlos' room. they knocked on the door and heard a grumble inside as response.

"mi amor, it's me," y/n said.

carlos sat up quickly, eyes widened. "u-uh, come in!" he called out nervously.

the door opens and y/n walked through. they noticed the hat on his head and furrowed their brows. "i heard you had a headache... why do you have a hat on? it's so hot here."

"making a fashion statement," carlos lied smoothly.

y/n rolled their eyes playfully before walking over to the bed. they sat on the bed and touched his forehead. carlos immediately grew anxious.

"your temperature seems to be fine," y/n mumbled. "carlos, what's going on?"

he shook his head, "i don't know what you're talking about."

"you are such a bad liar, querido," they sighed. they reached out for the hat and carlos smacked their hand away. "ay!"

"lo siento, j-just stop please," he mumbled, looking down.

y/n raised a brow at his behavior. they shrugged, "well you look cute with that hat on."

"huh?" carlos looked up with slight blush. since he was distracted y/n took this opportunity to swipe the hat off. "hey, wait-"

"oh my gosh," they put a hand on their mouth, staring at carlos' appearance.

carlos was sweating at this point, "i-it's not what it looks like!"

y/n gave him a questioning look.

"okay, it is what it looks like," he sighed, his ears drooping down. he had a nervous smile on his face. "uh.. surprise?"

y/n was unresponsive and he got even more nervous, "mi amor?"

they let out a squeal and hugged him tightly. carlos was taken back by the action. y/n pulled away, "you look so cute!"

he blushes, "s-stop, don't call me that!"

they smirked and poked his cheek, "qué lindo gatito."

"stop!" carlos whined, his face getting more red by the second as he pushed their hand away.

"okay, okay," y/n laughed. "how did this even happen?"

carlos shrugged, "i was trying to shapeshift into a cat and then i guess my gift wasn't working today and so... this came up."

they nodded before smiling again. "stop smiling like that, you're creeping me out," he deadpanned.

"sorry, you just look so cute," they pinched his cheeks.

carlos smacked their hands away, "stop it, you-" he lets out a satisfied hum as y/n scratched his ears. they smirked at this and continued, noticing his tail go up.

they started rubbing underneath his chin and he closed his eyes. his tail was wagging as he lets out purrs. his eyes suddenly widened opened as he realized what was going on. he grabs their wrist to stop them from touching him, "s-stop that, mi amor."

"oh but you loved it, gatito," y/n smirked.

"no i didn't!" he denied, cheeks red once again.

"you did!" they cooed.

"did not," he shook his head.

"did."

"did not."

"did."

"did not."

"did not."

"did- FUCK!"

"ha! i got you!" y/n cackled as carlos crossed his arms in embarrassment. "just admit you loved it, mi amor."

"fine... i guess i did," he grumbled. "just please do it again?"

"of course, gatito."


A/N
i clearly have a thing for catboy carlos if that wasn't obvious already 😟

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