Crushing On A Madrigal | 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜

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"I love you"

It was another beautiful morning in Encanto. Camilo was buttoning his shirt, getting himself ready for the day.

Going out of his room, he catches a glimpse of his little brother, Antonio by the hallway along with his feathery and furry friends. "Mornin', Antonio." He greeted him, ruffling his hair as he approached him.

"Morning," The boy greeted back with a smile.

The two boys walk down together, a bit of sourness present on Camilo's face realizing how his little brother is slowly growing up.

Mierda, I'm not ready!

"Hey Antonio," Camilo said as they reach the bottom floor. "Yeah?"

"Give me a hug – a big one," He said opening his arms as he urges him to come closer and give him some sugar.

Antonio was a bit confused, but he still hugged his brother. "Tighter, man. Put some strength into it!" Camilo laughed, suddenly lifting Antonio up, right as soon as he felt the little boy's grip get tighter.

The little boy got surprised by his older brother's sudden actions, but he did like it.

The two of them proceed to goof around a bit, with Camilo saying that it was to help them work up an appetite for breakfast right when their Abuela caught them making a lot of noise so early in the morning. Although it wasn't in a scolding way, more like a confused, curious, happy one. If that makes sense.

After having a delicious early morning meal together with the whole fam, and helping with washing the dishes, Camilo walks out of the kitchen and crosses paths with his Tio.

Not Bruno. His other Tio, Agustin.

"Oh, Camilo, have you seen Mira? We're supposed to play a really cool board game later with Luisa but she's the one who hid it away last time," Agustin explained, doing a little excited dance along with it too. "Wanna join us?"

"Thanks, Tio, but maybe next time," Camilo said, politely declining as he slightly waved his hands. "Mirabel went out earlier, I'll be sure to tell her to come back in time for your game though."

"Gracias, Camilo," His uncle said, putting up a thumbs up before heading towards the kitchen, most likely to his wife, Julieta since she was still tidying up a few things there.

A few steps from the doorway, onto the path, Camilo could spot his short-haired cousin with glasses from a mile away. Seeing the direction she seems to be heading toward, it's most likely she's planning on giving her little Romeo a visit.

He scoffed, wondering why what she was doing seem so familiar before heading off to pester his own Juliet. That's if she's not busy doing anything important. Otherwise, he'll just have to come back later after he slacks off a bit from his chores.

Not a lot, just a bit. A teeny weeny, itsy bitsy, little bit of chore procrastinating never hurt anyone, right?

And in Casita, there was Alma, the head of the Madrigals, walking out of her room. In the halls, she could hear her second oldest granddaughter, Dolores with her husband, Mariano Guzman as they go down the stairs. She could hear them talk about having dinner over at the Guzman's house so they could check on Mariano's mother a bit and entertain her for the night.

On the other end of the halls, over by the balcony, Alma could spot the backs of her second eldest daughter herself, alongside her own husband, Felix.

"Ay, forget about Camilo. We already know where he's headed," Felix said, waving a hand to dismiss the subject. "If anyone's going somewhere, it's Mirabel."