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ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴊᴜʀᴇᴅ, ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ.
ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ʜᴜʀᴛ/ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ
ᴄᴀᴍɪʟᴏ ᴍᴀᴅʀɪɢᴀʟ (ʜᴇ/ᴛʜᴇʏ) x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ɢᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴘᴀɴɪꜱʜ ɪɴᴀᴄᴄᴜʀᴀᴄʏ(?)
Breathing could be heard as Camilo ran, heavy, loud exhales escaping from his lips, ones filled with panic and frustration. The boy seemed to be running away from something, but whatever could it be? To make him so nervous, so panicked? Well, it wasn't something you would find out so soon, as something more important would seem to occur.
As they ran through slightly wet grass, creating a more difficult ground to run on. Moonlight shone down onto the them as they ran past trees, towards the light of the Casita he considered home. They had been far from the house, as he had been doing his own little bit of exploring, just curious if he could find some place for a certain person in his life and himself to hang out, but it didn't end up going so well for him.
Camilo glanced back over his shoulder, not seeing anything behind him at this point, and he couldn't help but let out a breath of relief. But as his attention was turned away from what was in front of him, as the male hadn't slowed down just yet. They would run straight into the harsh wood of a large standing tree. Their face erupted with a flame of pain as they stumbled to the side. Eyes shut closed, their foot would caught onto a large log nearby, and as soon as the force of gravity began to push onto his body, his eyes widened. A sharp pain hit into their spine as he landed onto his back, he let out a yelp of hurt.
But this wasn't the end of it, absolutely not. As he groaned, beginning to sit up and get back onto his already wet feet, he would end up slipping, losing his footwork once again, and ended up landing on a patch of mud next to the grass he was originally walking on, causing his body to slip to the side. Before he knew it, he was skidding down a hill. Gross brown colors of goop spread across the fabric he wore, removing the beautiful yellow color from sight. They were panicking a lot more now as their body began to gain speed, and they couldn't stable their weight to move in a more safe fashion.
It didn't take long for him to collide with something once again. Another tree, one skinnier than the other, but it was still able to stop him from continuing to move. But wasn't good about it was the sound that echoed throughout the area as he hit it.
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His eyes widened as he let out a gasp of surprise and soon the feeling of pain flooded throughout his body. A broken bone. Something the boy hadn't had in years, so when he would quickly feel the momentarily world breaking feeling moved through his limb, of course he'd let out a loud yell. Though the vocalizing of expressing how hurt he felt didn't last long. They would clench their teeth, not exactly wanting an entire parade of people moving towards the noise they created.
Placing his non affected arm on the ground, allowing the broken one to stay limp, as he would push himself onto his feet once again, successfully this time. Once on his feet, he looked down at himself, features scowling, breath slowing down from the adrenaline that coursed through his body, and body hurting. Their clothes were a mess and they felt so tired...
'I need to get home...' The boy thought, gulping down a lump in his throat as his gaze moved towards the Casita that actually wasn't too far from where he stood. It was late at night... well no, it was just sorta dark. The sun set already behind the mountains, but slight light could still be seen in the darkening blue sky. At this time, everyone would be getting ready for dinner... a perfect time to sneak in.
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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.
Once getting there, he moved to take his poncho off from over his body, thankfully not having to move his hurt arm too much. Camilo threw the fabric into a basket he had near by, letting out more heavy breaths from the work it took to get the clothing off his body. Soon after, he would take off the collared shirt he wore, allowing his bare chest be exposed. Bruised scattered his torso and the way his arm was just didn't look entirely right. As he took the cloth off of his arms, he couldn't help but let out a yell, which soon became muffled once he placed his hand over his lips...
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As you were about to say something else to the woman you were speaking to, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Your eyebrow raised as you would spin on your heel quickly, wanting to see who was there. Once you did, you notice Dolores, Camilo's sister! You grew close to the girl quickly when you became friends with Mirabel a few years ago. She was actually the one who introduced you to your love.
"What's up Dolores?" You would ask, tilting your head some. As she stood there, she glanced over to Julieta, a nervous look across her features, one of worry and a bit of fear even. When looking at these traits, your eyebrows furrowed into a confused knot. She would lean a bit down to you, cupping her hand over her mouth as she whispered to you.
"Do you think we could speak in private (Y/n)?" She asked. Now if it was anyone else, you would laugh, as in a world with her, there was no privacy... but it was the girl herself. You would only take a moment before nodding, agreeing to the request and in no time, she took your hand, pulling you out to the main room.
"I need you to check on Cami... Creo que podría estar herido." She spoke, her eyes moving up to where his door was upstairs. She seemed to bite down on her red lips, looking nervous.
"Herido?" You would ask, eyes becoming worried. "What do... you mean?" You couldn't help but be confused. Why in the world would he hurt? There's no way he would be, he's been planning stuff all day right? Or maybe something happened... it wasn't uncommon for your amor to avoid help from others...
You would nod to Dolores, "I'll get on it..." You say as you rush past her, heading up the stairs, in which the Casita began to move, moving the stairs up, allowing you to reach to the top quicker. You quietly thanked it, rushing to the room you were quite familiar with, not even going to knock. You clasped the handle with your palm, throwing the door open... and the sight you saw was heartbreaking. You saw the boy sitting there, eyes widened as he looked at you, skin scattered in bruises, and arm obviously hurt.
"Mi vida!" You exclaim as you didn't hesitate for a moment to rush to his side, "What happened?" You questioned, panic and worry dripping from your tone. The boy stared at you in surprise and couldn't even respond at first. Camilo soon cleared his throat, glancing away.... "I kinda fell down a colina.." They spoke quietly, not wanting to look at you for the moment. Biting the inside of your cheek, you placed a hand on his cheek, moving his gaze towards you.
"Why didn't you try and come get help...?" You would ask. At this point, still knowing he didn't often want to have people help him, but with something like this, where he was so injured, it didn't make sense to you. A slight gloss moved over his brown eyes, he inhaled sharply, not being able to look away because of your hold. It was so obvious to you he didn't want to answer at first... but after a few moments, he allowed speech to escape his lips.
"I didn't... want to worry anyone... and I'm so sick of trying to get help from others... and turning into others to help myself to! I just want.... to be useful as me." Camilo seemed to admit under his breath, but loud enough for you to be able to hear. You would look at him, sadness moving across your features. They let out another quick breath, furrowing his eyebrows as he placed his forehead against yours.
"Noo.. mi querida, no me mires así. I'm sorry, I truly am..." They would say. You couldn't help but feel pain in your chest, so intense, you would place your vacant hand onto your chest, gripping your shirt lightly.
"No no, don't apologize mi amor.." A sigh escapes your lips. "It's okay not wanting help... but when you're injured, you need it... no one should have to suffer alone in silence." You spoke, kindness moving in your words, and you couldn't help but make the boy smile.
Sighing in defeat, he would look down. "Okay okay... you're rightttt." Camilo said, extending his words dramatically, rolling his eyes playfully. They would plant a gentle kiss on your forehead, "Like always."
You would smile gently at him, standing up, "Stay here, I'll get you some clothes and some food for you." You told the other, dragging your hand off of his face, him almost following your touch as you walked towards a dresser of his that was placed near his bed. You would take out a familiar button down shirt and an orange poncho, one decorated with hearts. Mirabel helped you make the thing for your el novio when you first asked him out, and he adored it. Now you were gonna be able to put the clothing item to good use.
You soon threw the clothes to the other in the room, telling him to get dressed. You headed out of the room not long after, closing the door behind you, and heading towards the kitchen. You needed to grab something for Camilo to eat to heal before dinner. You knew just as much as he did if they saw him like this, they being his familia, would freak out about his injuries. You told Julieta you wanted to grab something small for Camilo as he cut upself on some scissors, feeling bad about lying to her, but you were able to get the food you needed to help him out.
Back up the stairs you went, almost running back, heading into the room once again. They were almost done dressing when you entered, his eyebrows raising a bit as you did. "Wow, that was quick," They would comment, letting out a small and slightly goofy chuckle.
"When it comes to you, I can't help but rush. This is important..." You said as you walked back towards him, sitting down onto his bed next to him, placing the food into his non injured hand. "Now eat." Camilo would let out a sigh, stuffing the foot into his mouth and chewing quickly, letting his wounds heal. The boy let out a breath of relief as he fell back onto his sleeping place.
"That feels so good." They comment as they stared up to the ceiling. You would laugh just a bit as you would scoot up onto the bed, closer towards him, sitting next to where his chest lays. You began twirling his curly hair around one finger, giving him a very gentle smile. "I'm glad..." You reply to him. The boy looked at you, a loving expression moving across his warm features. It didn't take even a second for him to wrap his arms around your waist, burying his face into your side.
"Te amo tanto miel." Letting out a relaxed sigh as you continued to play with his hair, you giggled some, moving his hair to expose his forehead, and leaned down to copy the sentiment of love that Camilo expressed to you not too long ago.
"I love you so much too." You respond, letting out a small breath, just happy he was alright... "But Dolores is waiting to know you're okay... so let's head down to dinner hm?" You suggested.
A muffled groan in response could be heard escaping from the boy, obviously not wanting to move from the spot. But after a few seconds he sits up, "Okay, yeah. Don't wanna worry them any longer." They grin at you as you take their hand, leading him out of the room...
You, unlike any other, were able to help Camilo Madrigal.