s2, epilogue.

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señorita cupid, señor chameleon.
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"i wouldn't want it in any other way, querido."

the walk back to casita was a little awkward between (name) and camilo

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the walk back to casita was a little awkward between (name) and camilo. camilo, still not knowing how to act around her. and (name), well, it had infected her.

she stayed close to the girls beside her, while camilo watched from behind. he let out a sigh before sharing a glance with carlos. carlos put two of his thumbs up and a faint smile.

camilo knitted his brows determinely, turning his head and about to talk to (name), but she was missing. he rose a brow. "hey amor." she tapped his shoulder, she put both her hands behind her, a smile painted on her face.

camilo flushed. "h-hi." he waved. he wanted to slap himself, get a grip camilo! "uhm.. kristo told me." (name) whispered. camilo softened, "of course he did. he's like dolores' genderbent." (name) laughed as he joked.

it felt so.. comfortingly unfamiliar to camilo, even though he's heard (name)'s laugh so many times. it was like he was falling in love with her all over again.

"you don't have to be nervous around me just because were betrothed to one another now." she spoke. camilo smirked, "who said i was nervous around you?" (name), taking it seriously, furrowed her brows.

camilo playfuly rolled his eyes. "i'm just kidding querida." he took her hand and interwined it with his. "i only get nervous around pretty girls." he sighed dramatically. (name) stifled a laugh, "i bet you say that to all the girls you meet."

the two shared a smile. finally arriving infront of casita, (name) pulled camilo out of the crowd as the rest hurried inside for dinner. "what's up chica?" camilo, his tone worried. "i.. get nervous around you too."

camilo's hazel eyes widened. "like.. my heart patters whenever i see you. i don't want to mess up infront of you, and my ears turn hot." she shyly covered her ears with her palms. camilo did not speak, nor hesitated when he kissed her ears. "guess were just two nervous people betrothed to one another."

(name) nodded, "guess so. but it isn't so bad, is it?" camilo shrugged. "meh." she nudged his shoulder. "nono, i'm just joking!" she pulled him in a hug. "it's okay with you.. being betrothed?" camilo let go, locking eye contact.

"i wouldn't want it any other way, querido."

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a/n : i want what they have

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