𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

ʟᴀꜱᴛɪᴍᴀᴅᴏ

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You were smiling wide when you walked into the Casita Madrigal. You were invited earlier today to dinner by none other than tu amor, Camilo Madrigal. Though when you walked into the home, you couldn't find him anywhere. Last you saw him was earlier this afternoon when he explained to you that he had a surprise date planned and rushed off before you could even respond. Maybe he was still busy setting that up. So, he'd most likely be in his room, though you didn't want to interrupt the boy.

Just as soon as you were about to sit down somewhere out of the way as people were beginning to bring food towards the dinning room table, you were stopped as someone took your hand, pulling you over to the kitchen! "(Y/n)! It's great to see you querido! You're just in time for dinner! I'm sure Camilo invited you, hm?" It was Julieta! One of the triplets of the Madrigal family. She had a gentle smile on her face as she would quickly get back to work cooking.

You didn't entiely understand why she pulled you in here, but maybe she simply wanted to talk to her el sobrino's lover, as she did often make sure you knew that you too were part of the family. But even so, you couldn't help but stand awkwardly as people walked past you, grabbing plates for the dinner, feeling as if you should be helping too. Your eyes couldn't help but switch back from the food to the one you would call your own Tía. " Ah sí, efectivamente. Um, do you guys need an extra hand?" You would ask, letting out a small chuckle.

Julieta's eyes moved over to her eyes to look over to you then back at the soup she seemed to be cooking. "Oh no, most of the familia has got it. I thought you could lend me a hand with getting a certain boy from his room though, hm? I don't think I've really seen Camilo all day." She said, chukling a bit, shaking her head. It wasn't like it was uncommon to not see the boy all day, he often was out till night fall helping out and headed right to his room to get himself cleaned up.

You smiled quite some at the mention of Cami. The woman would notice this letting out a giggle, putting a hand on her hip, raising an eyebrow. Your face seemed to flush a bit, a slight pink moving across your (skin/color) skin. You let out your own fit of giggles, swaying back and forth, "I'm pretty sure Camilo is working on something he had planned for me and his first actual date." You couldn't help but comment on.

This kind of back and forth chit chatter would echo through the kitchen as people would pass by, saying hello and smiling as you spoke of Camilo so highly. Julieta was incredibly fond of listening to your small rants.

But as you both were talking... something else just happened to be occurring, something that could break any of the hearts of any of his familia if they witnessed it.

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"Casita... help me up." Camilo spoke quietly, as he looked up towards a window near his room. The boy had often sneaked back home this way as not to get into trouble for being out too long. But right now, this was an emergency entrance. Now, you may ask why he wouldn't just go through the front door to get some help from his aunt Julieta who was right in the kitchen with his lover, but he couldn't humiliate himself like that. Or he thought it was humiliating. Camilo hated getting help from his family, he just wanted to be able to do something for himself.

The casita didn't take long to reach it's railing down to them allowing it work as a latter. They smiled as they would make their way up it, slowly and kinda painfully, allowing himself to get up onto the top floor. A painful, shaken breath escaped his lips as he would sit down on the tile of the floor, looking down the open halls, making sure no one was there, and thankfully, not a person in sight. Getting up onto his feet, he used the wall to help force himself into a stand.

Beginning to walk down the corridor, he would bite the inside of his cheek, trying to distract himself from the pain that was booming in his arm like soundwaves in his veins. They were honestly surprised he was confronted by his sister at this point, as he was sure that she could hear his sharpened breaths. For now though, he would focus on walking towards his room.