Camilo x Non-binary Reader !Discontinued!

They?

Camilo's POV:

They left. I was in a good mood as I went to Antonio to congratulate him again. Then I saw Mirabel, running around the house, as if she was looking for something. So much for that good mood.

"Hey, Mirabel-" I tensed up, knowing this conversation won't end well.

She turned in horror, as if she saw a ghost, "I did not make that up Camilo. We've been close since we were kids, why would I lie to you and everybody! I love Antonio! There. Were. Cracks."

I could have slapped her. I wanted to mention how my power had shifted last week, but that may have just been my mood. "Whatever. Even if I were to believe you, I'm still kind of upset about it." I smiled to tell her I didn't, but wasn't that mad.

I was that mad, so I'll mess with her a bit. "That's not even what I was going to say, but whatever, Dolores was going to know anywa-" As I was going to walk to my room she started to follow me. "That's what I thought. But alas, I'm already on my way to my darling sister, so you shall know another day." I wasn't going to tell her anything. There wasn't any plan with Dolores that I would have given Mirabel. And absolutely not after tonight.

So I went to Dolores, to mention a little something. "You noticed we had the fireworks, hm?" She teased.

"I also noticed you started using 'they' on me. Have mamí or Abuela think I use that and I'm going to start blasting music in my room every night, and you could have fun trying to sleep." A nod. Alright, I can continue. "I think I do use it. But I-I don't know, I'm only 15, I can't know that much, I just learned what being non-binary was a week ago. Yeah, that's it, bye." I quickly left, back to my room.

I looked around. A mirror maze for tonight. I silently cried. I didn't realize how much I could hate my own reflection. Each one looked slightly different, they all looked wrong. I just wanted to go to bed, how long does this maze have to be? After walking for what felt like forever, I was stuck in a dead end of just photos and mirrors and mirrors and mirrors.

I switched to have Y/n's appearance. They looked so correct. Not for me, I wouldn't say I want to look exactly like them. But something about them...is just great. Am I comforted by them or do I want to be them?

*I'll do Y/n's POV next time I swear, slowly realizing I want to be Camilo and not date them I think. Also pleasant warning - I see the reading lists you put this story on. I see who comments and follows. And I look at your reading lists. I don't want to ever, EVER, see a Camilo x reader where the author feels the need to mark it as mature and 18+ due to the possibility of smut on one of your reading lists. Aging the character up to 18 doesn't make it better in my opinion. I will no hesitation mute you. Thanks for listening to my ted-talk.*