Camilo Madrigal x Reader

Camilo x Reader

did I morph PraiseToAtuaBitch 's and Mollylee138 's request in one? Yuhhh

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Camilo Pov/

,,Dolores! I need your help, I can't find Y/N anywhere."
Dolores looked at me confused. ,,They're literally walking up the stairs behind you right now.", she said with a questioning look.

,,Huh?" I turn around to actually see Y/N pause and freeze from being called out. ,,Y/N?-" As soon as I tried to talk to them, they ran up the rest of the stairs to their room immediately.

,,What on earth...? Dolores did I do something wrong?" Dolores only shook her head, resting her eyes on Y/Ns door for a bit.

,,Go check up on them, something definitely happened when they were out."

I immediately ran up to them, getting help by Casita to reach it faster.
Knocking softly on their door, I ask: ,,Mi vida...are you alright?"

No response
I'm starting to get nervous. Just, what happened?

I didn't know what to do at this point, and just opened the door.
,,Y/N I'm serious, what's wrong? Are you oka?-" I pause.

Y/N avoided eye contact, eyes puffy. Although their cheeks were perfectly dry, it was more than obvious that they've been crying.

I walked towards them, embracing them with one hand on the back of their head, while the rest of my body clenched on them in a hug.

It was quiet for a few minutes, until Y/N broke the silence.
,,I'm sorry I have to ruin the atmosphere, I didn't want to avoid you, I was just..desperate I guess."

I continue to rub my hand on their head, and pat them lightly.
,,Querida/o, what happened when you were out? Did someone hurt you?"

Y/N chuckled, a bit embarrassed.
,,I swear nothing big happened, I cut myself on some weird rock so I was on my way to Julieta."

,,Where did you cut yourself?", I asked. Y/N showed me their forearm where a bit smudged blood and dirt could be seen.

,,Ouch, that looks like it hurt." I kiss their wound lightly, making them chuckle. ,,Why did you avoid me though?"

,,The wound stings so much I started to tear up uncontrollably, but when I was on my way to Julieta and saw you, I panicked because I didn't want to worry you."

,,Ay mi vida... you could've just said so, let's go look for tía then."

I got up from the bed, holding Y/Ns wrist softly as we go into the kitchen.

,,Did you smell me making Arepas, Camilo?", tía chuckled having a bit of paste in her hand.

I started smiling at the statement. ,,Actually tía, this is perfect timing. Y/N hurt themselves on a rock, could you maybe help out, please?"

Tía hissed compassionately looking at the wound.
,,Why of course Camilo! we wouldn't want your in a few years prometido to be hurt, hm?"

My face flushed red immediately.
,,MY WHAT NOW?!"