𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Valentines Day

CTTO: whymylife-101

Genre; fluff

 Type; x reader

 Gender specifics; n/a 

Warnings; n/a

 Notes; I didn't really invision this being between two 15 year olds lol.. maybe more love-sick 18-19 year olds. That being said there's nothing inappropriate in here lol, I just don't see two 15 year olds being this lovey-dovey ya know?

Chay: ahh Valentines Day, a day I go seeing my friends spending valentines with their s/o while I sit here with me, myself, and I.

It was Valentine's Day, and of course I couldn't imagine doing anything but spending time with my beloved boyfriend. Camilo had invited me over to the casita and apparently almost everyone had gone to do their own thing.

All of the señoras had gone out on their own dates with their husbands, Delores went out on a date with her fiancé, Isabela went out on a date with her secret somebody, Mirabel and Luisa went out on a movie night to enjoy some sisterly bonding time.. they even took Antonio with them! Abuela Alma had also left, although I didn't exactly know where.

All of this to say I was alone with Camilo, in his room, cuddling with him as he laid on top of me and I played with his curly hair. His head laid on my chest and his arms were around my waist. We stayed like this for a very long time, both content. At first we had talked about our days, joking around, or just having filler conversation. Eventually it faded into a comfortable silence however, neither of us had anything left to say and we were fine with that.

That was till Camilos stomach grumbled, "¿Amor, tiene hambre?" I asked; temporarily pausing my hand, mid way through brushing my hair through his curls, smiling slightly down at him. He responded with a groan, snuggling closer into my chest and hugging me tighter. I let out an audible laugh at his childish behavior. "Amor if you were hungry you could have told me, I don't want you starving." I responded, a teasing tilt in my voice.

"But I don't want to move." The young man responded, muffled by my clothes. My hand passed through his curls one last time before I patted his back, queuing him to get up, however I only got another groan in response. "Come on Milo, we can make something in the kitchen.. I'll let you control the music."

He finally looked up at me, his eyes half lidded as he was sleepy. "Promise?" He asked, and of course I repeated, sticking out my pink. "Promise." We locked pinkies and touched thumbs before Camilo grabbed my hand and brought my knuckles to his lips. He smiled up at me, rubbing circles on my knuckles. I couldn't help but admire his little dimples, the way his nose scrunched up when he smiled, the freckles which adorned his cheeks, and lastly the sparkle in his eyes as he stared at me with nothing but love and admiration.

I melted on the spot.

I couldn't help but cup Milos cheek and lean forward to kiss his forehead. "Te amo." I whispered, pressing my forehead to his. "Te amo." Camilo repeated before rubbing his nose against mine, giving me eskimo kisses. I obviously returned them, giggling in the process. Our sweet moment was soon cut short as another grumble rumbled from Camilos stomach.

The said boy let out a frustrated groan, snuggling into my neck and moving his hand which was holding mine, back to my waist and squeezing lightly. "Pftt- Por favor Camilo!" I laughed out, but didn't get an answer. "Tengo hambre mi amor, vámonos." Camilo gave me one last peck on my neck before climbing off his bed.

After I had gotten off he grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers, leading me down the steps of casita while we discussed possible things we wanted to eat. We ended up just settling on some pizza which was in the fridge. We had to preheat the oven while the pizza thawed, and then set a timer for 12 minutes and let it cook.