CTTO: camilosangelita
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"I know that you might be just a little jealous of me.." Camilo grunted, the grip his brother had on his hair only getting tighter. "But trying to make me look bad isn't going to make [Name] like you!"
"A man can try!" Carlos shouted, tugging at his brother's hair while having him in a headlock.
The two fought and argued for a while, not stopping until Mirabel peaked in.
"Could you two stop arguing and help us prepare for dinner? Y/n is coming over!" Mirabel exclaims, looking at them in annoyance.
"Y/n is coming?!" The twins shouted at the same time, earning a nod from Mirabel.
"Yeah they're like my best friend so I invited them.." Mirabel slowly left the room, shaking her head as she was leaving. "Weirdos..."
After Mirabel left, Camilo set himself free from his brother's grasp, grabbing his shoulders to bring them closer together.
"We already made things awkward earlier. Until Y/n leaves, we didn't fight over them, you didn't try to pose as me to get them to like you, and most importantly — our crush on them remains a secret. No one has to know."
The door flew open, revealing Dolores who was across the hall, having heard anything they said. "... I know." She quickly ran downstairs, a mischievous grin on her face.
"She's gonna tell everyone." Carlos whispered, looking back at his brother, who was already looking at him.
"Mierda."
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