Corporal RAMBO: MYCETE {Carlos Oliveira Fanfiction}

Chapter 61: Happiness

CARLOS

She said she passed out. Obviously, she doesn't remember the exact details of what happened. I don't want to force her to remember. No. But it would be nice and fair if we clarified things between us before we go to bed. I haven't been beside her for at least 24 hours for two days. I missed her.

"We'll talk later." I said as I walked past her and went to give Jia a hug.

"What's cooking uncle Carlos?" Jia asked. Grinning ear to ear.

" It's Moqeuca. A Brazilian recipe." I answered.

Jia jogged towards the pan and gasped in awe. She backed away from it and turned to me with a clueless expression.

"How do you pronounce it again?"

I couldn't help but laugh as I made my way to her and turned the stove off.

"Mo-keh-kah. There's actually a Q in there but it's pronounced as K." I said. Feeling a bit proud.

Jia bobbed her head diligently. "I see. Mo-key-ka."

I chuckled. "Whatever you say."

AUTHOR

"Mother Amelia, have you guys eaten dinner?" Y/n asked as soon as the nun sat on the sofa.

Mother Amelia smiled at her and nodded. "I think only Jia wants to have a second round. She seems to really like Carlos's cooking."

Y/n helplessly laughed as she side eyed the two who are already munching on the soup with rice and lime. She glanced back to Mother Amelia and saw her began to crochet a pink sweater.

"I guess I'll eat then."

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Y/n already had so many rounds of the meal. The fish was indeed mouthwatering. But in the corner of her mind, she thought about something else that's more mouthwatering. She's been stealing glances from Carlos but he never bat an eye at her but kept his whole attention on Jia who's been talking about her dolls nonstop and how her days have been.

So many things were running in her head. She was clearly overthinking about their conversation earlier. She was asking herself things like; did I do something wrong? Did I say something out of the blue? Do I look ugly? Am I a disappointment?

"Earth to Y/n," Carlos snapped his fingers in front of her face, "leave the dishes to me. You go and take some rest."

Y/n snapped back to reality and realized Jia had already left the table and is now sitting by the front door step with her bestfriend Aimee shouting at her from the other building. Carlos on the other hand was done as well and is now washing the dishes.

Y/n felt bad. He just came from a mission and all. He's super tired that Y/n wanted to take over but she hesitated. He's probably still pissed off at her. Him bursting out in front of Mother Amelia and Jia was the last thing she wanted to witness.

She stood up from the table once she's finished her food and walked to Carlos whose back is facing her. The way his back muscles moved made her feel things.

For a second, it reminded her of how he comforted her back at the University. She was the one washing the dishes. It was the first time they hugged. The first time they ditched that saying personal space.

"I'll get going." Y/n whispered before she walked away.

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Carlos walked upstairs after tidying up the kitchen area along with his things from the mission. He hung his vest and removed his combat boots. Y/n just finished taking a shower and the smell of Wicked's perfume had already disappeared.

"Jesus, como posso resolver isso? Eu sou um imbecil. " [Jesus, how do I resolve this? I'm such an asshole.]

Carlos sighed as he turned the electric fan on and walked towards the bathroom.

"So do you wanna talk about-"

He stood by the doorframe dumbfounded as he stared at Y/n's bare back. Her hair tied up in a messy bun as she rummaged through the cabinets for some clothes. Water droplets fell occasionally down her neck and slid down her shoulders.

" Talk about what?" She snarled.

Later on, Y/n up picked a white tee with a logo in the middle saying Ipanema.

"Why isn't he answering?" Y/n asked herself.

She covered her front with the shirt and peeked inside the room. There she saw Carlos leaning against the main door with his hands above his head and his other on his waist. As if he's thinking about something so deep.

Y/n rolled her eyes and proceeded to slip on the shirt. She stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Now she smelled like papaya soap which Carlos kinda liked since it's tropical-like.

Y/n sighed. "What're you doing?"

Carlos turned around and his eyes landed on the print on Y/n's shirt. A small smile appeared on his mouth but he hid it quickly.

"You're jealous." Y/n spoke up after a moment of silence. "You know I can read your mind right?"

"Ele o tocou?" [Did he touch you?] Carlos asked as he walked towards their shared bed and dimmed the lampshade.

"Carlos you're creeping me out." Y/n groaned. "This isn't gonna take us anywhere."

"Eu confio nesse homem. Se ele se atrever a tocá-lo, eu mesmo o matarei." Carlos said, gritting his teeth. [I trust that man. If he dares to touch you, I'll kill him myself.]

" If you're so scared of losing me then why don't you ask me out?!" Y/n belted. Her eyes wide and her nose flared.

" I don't want to make irrational decisions when I'm.." Carlos trailed off. " When I'm.."

Y/n crossed her arms over her chest. "What?"

"When I'm..."

Y/n rolled her eyes. "Und wissen Sie was? Ich werde jetzt schlafen gehen." [You know what? I'm going to sleep.]

Y/n prepped her fluffy pillow and was about to lie down when music suddenly broke the silence. She could've sworn it sounded like the elevator music meme. Y/n gawked at Carlos who's swaying side to side as he set his phone near her feet.

"What is this about?" She asked.

Carlos went to her side of the bed and held out his hand.

"Pegue minha mão, meu amor." He says, smiling. [Take my hand, my love.]

Y/n took his hand anyway and stood up. Following his lead. He placed both of his hands around her waist and hers on his chest. Together, they swayed to the casual strumming of the guitar. Not too fast but not too slow. Just enough for them to feel each other's heartbeats.

Y/n looks up to him and couldn't help but smile.

"This is how my papa comforted my mama. He made sure she doesn't see it coming." He softly said.

He then released her and raised her right arm and twirled her around. Y/n giggled as her surroundings spun in her vision before she performed a dramatic fall and Carlos caught her with his free arm by her back.

They stared into each other's eyes as the pale moonlight shone upon them. Carlos brought her back to her normal position and held her by the waist again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes.

"You're the hottest person I've ever met in my whole entire life." Y/n admitted as she leaned into him.

Carlos eyed her right eye, then her left, lastly her lips. He tilted his head and was about to lean in as well but Y/n placed her index finger between their noses and snickered.

"Not so fast Romeo. Did you think it was gonna be that easy?"

Tok! Tok! Tok!

"Uncle Carlos! Uncle Chris is looking for you! He said the guys are having a recruitment going on and you should join them!" Jia shouted from the outside.

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