His Mariposa (Camilo Madrigal x Filipina!Reader)

CHAPTER 8

Again, Camilo waited with his friends by the bridge. It wasn't to say he didn't like his friend group, he was just sad that a certain new teenager in town promised to come and yet she still didn't.

No, she promised to try to come. There's a difference.

"Ay, Milo's sulking again", Mirabel said. Camilo just rolled his eyes.

"What? You are sulking. Guys, isn't he sulking?"

"He's waiting for the Filipina again", Dante said, one of his friends.

"She said she promised she'll try to come, didn't she?", he continued.

"Yes", Camilo replied.

"So, why are you so down?"

"She also said that yesterday"

"And?"

"Was she here yesterday?", Camilo asked and answered his own question. "No. No, she wasn't"

"She did give us that amazing adobo, though", Mirabel sighed, reminiscing the taste of the dish. Camilo smiled stupidly. "Ahh, yes that adobo. The most scrumptious, juiciest, sauciest", He sighed and dramatically leaned on Mirabel who laughed.

"Mama wants to invite her to Casi, learn the recipe", She said.

"Yeah. Well, I invited her here to hang out and she's -" Camilo spread his arms to indicate her absence, "How do you expect her to come to an invitation to Casita?", He grumbled, crossing his arms.

"Give her a break. She's new here. Maybe she's just really shy", Mirabel reasoned.

"Why are you so bummed about her anyway? You're not this pouty when it comes to us", Dante commented.

"I'm bummed because I want her to feel welcome in Encanto. I want her to make friends and be comfortable. How is she gonna do that when she's all cooped up in her home?", Camilo replied, gradually speaking faster with every sentence.

"Don't be so hard on her. We should just be patient. What matters is that we invited her"

When it was time to drop Butchokoy off, Camilo pulled himself together. He wasn't gonna be rude. Mirabel was right.  They should be more patient with her. He should be more patient with her. A new smell after around the compound. Camilo didn't recognize it but it smelled good. It relaxed him a bit. Made his irritation dissipate. 

Food was always the way to his heart.

"Tao po!", Butch yelled. Y/N opened the door with a small smile.

"Hey", she, giving her brother a kiss before sending him to his room. It made Camilo smile.

"Hey" He replied, trying and failing to not be obvious with sniffing the air. Y/N giggled.

"Come in, this'll take a minute", she said and left the door open, not leaving any room for questions. Antonio looked at Camilo who checked his watch. 

"We have some spare time", he shrugged and hopped up the stairs with his brother.

"Ah-ah. Cat stays outside", Camilo said to Diego before shutting the door after him.

Camilo froze on his spot as he took in the house. The deLos Reyes residence at night looked entirely different than it did at day. Earlier, the house was quiet and cool before they left. Now, it was now warm and cozy and the smell of dinner wafted all over the place, intoxicating Camilo.

He huffed out a laugh. He now shamelessly inhaled and twirled towards the sala.

"What's this heavenly smell??", he sighed.  He heard Y/N from the kitchen. He struts towards the kitchen to find her stirring something in a saucepan, with her back to him. She turned to look at him and jerked her head toward the pan, giving him permission to go near. Camilo almost sprinted to the stove but controlled himself and his excitement. Y/N continued stirring as she watched Camilo inhale the fragrance of the steaming delicacy.