𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Deal Between Strangers III

CTTO: mari-mari-maricela

⇨ encanto

⇨ camilo x fem reader

⇨ in which y/n is confronted by the oldest of the madrigal children about the arranged marriage and doesn't know how to deal with it.

"I'm home!" Y/N calls out, shutting the door behind her as she places her bag on the table. It was around dinner time now, and having worked all day, she was tired out. Camilo had offered to walk her home, since he accompanied her, but she quickly declined, saying that he should get his rest as well.

"Welcome home, mi hija." Her mother says, leaning over to press a kiss against the side of her head, "How was your day? Josè told me that you were seen around town with Camilo Madrigal all day."

Y/N stops at that, sliding off her shoes and putting on some slippers. She hears her father chime in, "Oh? That's wonderful. Our families coming together will be good for Encanto." She looks over his shoulder to see what they're cooking. "I heard from the Guzmàn's that you got along well with Dolores and her husband, and that you had Camilo help you when fixing their radio."

She sighs, nodding her head as she grabs a drink from the fridge, "Yeah, and I also fixed the clock tower. Did you hear about that?"

"Oh yes, Camilo apparently swept you off your feet when you finished, isn't that right?" Mrs L/N chitters, nudging her husband beside her.

Y/N stands there, watching the back of their heads as they continue to talk. She knows they care, deep down they do. If they hadn't, they wouldn't have taught her all she knows about mechanics and building. They were just confused, or just not paying enough attention. But they cared.

Dinner was soon served and the three had quiet chat. About Camilo Madrigal. Y/N didn't have much to say about the subject, but always nod her head when asked a question about how sweet the boy was. When their food was eaten and everything was cleaned, Y/N bid 'goodnight' to her parents and left to go to her room. She flicked on the light, the bulb pulsing once before settling into a fine shine across her room. She sits on her bed, flinging her arms wide and closing her eyes as she falls back.

The last week has been tiring, trying to keep the secret to themselves as well as the act up. Camilo seemed to be having an easy time, he was a great actor. But Y/N couldn't keep up. All their parents talked about was Camilo. It showed just how much they cared for this 'marriage'.

She gets up and opens the balcony door, stepping across to get some fresh air. Today she was working extra hard. But because Camilo and her were seen together, that was overlooked. It wasn't his fault at all. Word got around town that the two of them were to be married by the end of the month. Thank God it was only the 4th today.

She begins to play with the little trinkets in the box beside her balcony table, when a call below her sounds.

"Señorita Y/N!" Below, she sees the mailman. She's fixed his bike multiple times and he had been the person who sends out letters outside of Encanto every week. The man waves his hat happily, holding out three letters. "I have mail for you from a town over!"

Y/N nods her head, stepping onto the wooden platform she had built into the side of the balcony. With a hand on the rope beside her, she pulls the material down and continues to do so until she hits the floor. Her father had called it an elevator, and she used it to move some things into her room to work on and out of the room to send off. It was useful now.

Her parents were very proud when she build that on her own.

"Here you are." The mailman says, tipping his hat as she takes them from him, "Have a nice night."