Fake A Smile (Camilo Madrigal x Female Reader)

Is Camilo Okay?

Y/N's Point Of View

The next morning, I woke up, almost immediately remembering all that had happened yesterday. Including those three words my papa said to me, "I love you."  I wondered what he was doin while he was gone. What happened? He hasn't said those words to me in a few months. Maybe it just slipped out? Maybe he does love me? I don't know, but I just brushed it off for now, and got dressed and went to the kitchen to have some breakfast and ask if I could go to the Madrigal's.

"Good morning Papa-" I cut myself off. He wasn't in the kitchen, and that's where he normally is. So I went to look in the living room, then in his bedroom. I didn't find him.  "Where is he?" I thought. I looked everywhere in the house twice, and still, he was nowhere to be found, no note, no nothing.  I just assumed that he left early for work, and forgot to tell me. So I had a small quick breakfast, grabbed my jacket and headed outside.

"Oh, Y/N!!" I heard a voice call for me. I looked and saw Mirabel waving me to come. I smiled and walked over to her.

"So, how did it go when your pa came home?" She asked me.

"Oh, it was fine!"

"Oh that's great! You spending the day with us today?"

"That's the plan!" I confirmed.

"Yes!" Mirabel cheered.

"Hey, kid!" We heard a voice call out. We saw a villager trying to get somebody's attention, I scanned around where the man was looking, and I saw Camilo, he was cheering up a crying child. I smiled at the sight. 

"KID!! HEY, YOU! SHAPESHIFTING KID!!" The man yelled out again, seeming angry. Camilo turned around and saw the man motioning for him. Camilo gave the little girl a hug and said something to her, and then stood up and ran over to the man. 

"Yes Senor?" Camilo asked the man.

"Finally, I've been calling you for like 10 minutes!!" The man drastically overstated. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm sorry. To be fair, you didn't call my name, So I didn't know you were talking to me, I was in the middle of something." Camilo replied. The man scoffed.

"That shouldn't matter, I don't even know your name, why should you blame me?" He retorted.

"I'm not blaming you Senor. Now what did you need my help with?" Camilo asked. The man rolled his eyes.

"I need you to help me hang this up." The man handed him a hanging plant. "I want it right there." Camilo stood there for a few seconds, then shapeshifted into a taller man and hung the hanging plant.

"There you go Senor." Camilo said, walking away, seeming a little sad. I was expecting the man to say "Thank you," or something, but he didn't say a word, just went on to whatever he was doing before.

"Camilo!" Mirabel called him over. Camilo turned to see us. He smiled when he saw me, and came over to where we were.

"Hi Y/N, was everything okay with your pa?" Camilo asked me.

"Oh, yes, he was fine, thank you Camilo!" I replied

"Oh, I'm so glad, I was really concerned!" 

"Thank you Camilo, that really means a lot to me."

"And what am I, chop liver?" Mirabel retorted. "I'm the one who called you over here to begin with!"

"Oh sorry, what did you want Mirabel?" 

"Well, I just mainly wanted to tell you that Y/N was here." She answered.

"So how long can you stay Y/N?" Camilo asked me.

"Well, yesterday my pa said If I go to see you guys, to be back by four. So maybe around 3:45?" I said.

"Okay, that gives us plenty of time!" Mirabel said.

"Do you think you will be able to stay for dinner tomorrow?" Camilo asked.

"I'm not sure, I didn't see my papa when I got up, when he comes home today, if he doesn't come home too late, I will ask him." I replied.

"Sounds good. Now, what do you guys want to do?" 

"We could go to the Casita, and we can help each other clean our rooms!" Mirabel suggested.

"Are you serious Mirabel, that's not fun! And Y/N is not responsible for our rooms!" Camilo argued.

"Well Abuela said we need to clean our rooms today, they've been messy for far too long. And! Many hands make light work!" Mirabel defended.

"I don't mind, it might be fun!" I cut in.

"See?" 

"Are you sure Y/N? It wouldn't be as fun as you might think!" 

"Yes Camilo, I like cleaning! And like Mirabel said, "Many hands make light work!""  Mirabel smirked at Camilo, her arms crossed, seeming proud of herself.

"Alright, if you're sure you want too." Camilo agreed. So we headed to the Casita, and went into Mirabel's room.

"Mirabel, I was told you slept in the nursery, this doesn't look like the nursery." I said.

"Oh, it's not, when we rebuild Casita, and it came back to life, they gave me my own room!" 

"Oh, wow! That's so cool!"

"Yeah, It's really exciting!"

"Okay, Y/N, do you mind taking the things off my bed, and making it?" Mirabel asked.

"Sure!"

"And Camilo, you can tackle the closet, while I will clean up my dresser and desk, and vacuum the floor."

"Oh come on! Why do I get the closet?" Camilo whined.

"You'll be fine Camilo!" Mirabel replied, Camilo groaned. We all started our tasks, and within thirty minutes, we got Mirabel's room all cleaned.

"See, many hands do make light work! It looks great gang, thanks!" Mirabel said, highfiving both of us.

"Now we can tackle the pigs pen." Mirabel said sarcastically.

"Are you referring to my room?" Camilo asked, crossing his arms. 

"What else would I be talking about? We don't have pigs!" I tried to hold back a laugh. Camilo rolled his eyes, and then we went to Camilo's room.

"Oh, it's not that bad!" I said. "Just a little bit messy here and there."

"See Mirabel? Even Y/N thinks it looks fine!"

"Alright, anyway, what do you want us to clean?" Mirabel asked.

"Well.. Mirabel, you can do the closet." Mirabel rolled her eyes. "And Y/N, would you mind making my bed, and the vacuuming?"

"Yeah, sure!"

"Alright, and I'll do the rest."   We started our tasks, I finished pretty quickly, so I thought I would help Camilo, so I started to clean his desk off. I picked up a notebook just to place it somewhere else on the desk, then suddenly Camilo stood up and quickly took the notebook from my hands.

"What are you doing Y/N?" He asked, clutching his notebook close to him.

"Uh, I was just cleaning your desk." I said, a shocked look on my face.

"Well, I can do that, okay?" Camilo snapped. I could feel tears threatening to come, but I held them back.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I didn't know." Camilo stayed silent, and finished his desk. I stood aside, in the corner, and I could feel the tears just coming out. 

I just ran out, and ran back to my house.  I ran into my bedroom and cried on my bed. I didn't expect him to snap at me like that, I only wanted to help, I'm not sure what I did wrong, I assume that notebook was special to him. I never heard him snap like that before. Suddenly, memories came back to me, earlier that day. When that man didn't know Camilo's name, and how sad he looked after. How he seemed bothered and a little hurt, when Mirabel told him "You'll be fine"  When we were playing hide and seek yesterday. When he apologized for singing to me. And just then,  when he seemed very protective over a notebook like it was a... Diary...   They all made me wonder, Is Camilo Okay?