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Two months had past since the Elosie incident. You hadn't talked to her much after, only around dinner or when there was nothing better to do with your time.
You hadn't talked to Camilo much either. After the whole thing he got super petty about you and Carlos always hanging out even though he was the one who asked you out. Not him.
When you did try he would always say something about being busy with chores, or he just wasn't feeling the best. It wasn't as if you two hadn't made up before hand, you both agreed that it'd be fine to continue the relationship, but now all the sudden he's switched up into a entirely different persona.
Sitting on Casitas roof, the wind grazed your skin every time it blew. The sky was an subtle ombre from reds and yellows, indicating it's dusk. The town was quiet, all that could be heard was the breeze shuffling the leaves on the trees.
The sound of footsteps against the roof tile make you turn your head to find the source of the sound. It shouldn't have surprised you, but it did.
"Hey." Camilo speaks quietly, trying not to make the situation uncomfortable. He'd felt bad for not talking to you. He missed everything about you.
Your random sarcastic comments, continous flirting, jokes, the teasing. Even the smallest things, the way your skirt spun when you walked, your [e/c] eyes meeting his, your smile, imperfectly perfect. He missed it all.
"Hey.." You distance off looking back ahead of you. Camilo built up the courage, and mentally prepared himself for weeks now, just to apologize for ghosting you.
He sighed after seeing you turn his focus away from him.
You heard, just didn't acknowledge it. If he walked away, then he didn't want to talk. That was fine with you, though the thought of him walking away did make your heart ache..
Silence grew between you two.
That was until Camilo decided to take a seat next to you, breathing in deeply and shutting his eyes before letting it out.
He wanted to make things right, even though he was jealous of Carlos and you becoming practically friends with benefits, he needed to your viewpoint.
He needed to make things better. He convinced himself he couldn't live without you.
"Y/n, I am so sorry. I never meant to ghost you, I just let jealousy take over after the Elosie thing! You were bring a good friend and staying there for him, I was being a crappy brother and basically neglecting him." He says trying to keep the build up of tears in his eyes.
You look at him with sorrow, he didn't return the look, just kept his eyes planted infront of him.
"Camilo, I can't forgive you." Your voice laced with the same guilt you know he was feeling. His breath hitched and his heart about stopped. He couldn't react to anything, nor move. Yet he could still feel the seeping amount of embarrassment showing through the redness on his face, along with the wetness from the tears he tried holding in so he didn't seem pathetic.
"But," You overlap your previous statement making the quietly sobbing boy squeeze his eyes shut preparing himself for whatever it was your going to say. "I'll give you another chance to redeem yourself. One more." You finish laying your head on his shoulder placing a hand on his back reassuringly.
His breath shuddered as he kept crying, he shook his head not saying a word, enjoying the warmth of your touch again. It was like he was a fragile flower. Once you break off one petal, it all falls apart under your touch. "Milo' breathe for me." You say a little louder lifting your head up but leaving your hand still.
He wants to, but he can't. He shakes his head rapidly still holding in any minor noise that could slip out. You sit up pulling your crying novio into a embrace. He buried his face into your chest cavity clutching onto the fabric of your blouse.
You plant a soft kiss atop of his head playing with his hair as he listened to your breathing pattern trying to match his with yours to calm down. After a while of sitting like this, he pulls out of your touch wiping his eyes and fixing his ruana.
He didn't want too, if he could have stayed with you like that all night he would've. "C'mon girasol, let's go." He says standing up and extending an arm out to you. You take it standing up and brushing yourself off.
Walking back inside Casita, Carlos walks up to the both of you, concern spread across his face. "You okay amor?" He asks cupping the sides of your face. You smile and nod placing your hand on his. He sighs in relief and smiles back at you. Kissing your nose, he looks at Camilo and steps back.
The atmosphere was now tense. The two boys stared into eachothers souls, ready to say anything and everything just to get the other to back off of you.
Carlos wanted you for himself, as well as Camilo. Carlos keeps his guard up around Camilo, since he's always finding some excuse to not be around you. While he's doing that, he's trying his hardest to win you over.
He doesn't understand why he hasn't yet, or even how he hasn't. You two constantly flirt back and forth, along with doing other things too. Friends with Benefits.
He told himself that everytime he would feel your touch or feel you period.
That's all you were. He hated it, despised every single moment that you would kiss him then get shut down by his bi-polar ass twin. He's never hated Camilo, but this was a different type of hate. This hate was deadly.
Camilo tried composing himself from about literally murdering Carlos no matter what he did to you. Even if it was a simple hug or him holding your hand. Camilo understood what he was doing to you was wrong when he was doing it, he just couldn't bring himself to say anything to you.
"Y/n! C'mon!" An anxious Mirabel exclaims dragging the girl away from the twins.
You pause, stopping Mirabel as well. She looks back at you cocking her head to the side scrunching her nose. You pull her into a tight hug not giving her a chance to react to the sudden movements.
"Happy birthday! You're finally Nineteen kid!" You exclaim jokingly. She let's out a laugh before squeezing me back. You and her, along with her tio, have this thing where call eachother kid. Even if they aren't. All three personalities match up to the caffeine kid that's always tweaking out.
"I'm not a kid y/n! Thank you though!" She exclaims pulling out of the embrace with a smile.
-☆-
After the party, per usual, both twins offered to take you home. You laughed awkwardly and shook your head leaving them both equally confused. "I'm staying tonight! I'm having a good time, I don't want my family to ruin it." You mumble the last part annoyed.
Camilo laughs at the sudden change in your mood taking your hand and kissing the knuckles. "So, where are you staying then?" He asks flirtatious, raising a brow at the blushing mess.
"I didn't talk it over with anyone yet.. so I don't know.." You state awkwardly shifting. Carlos and Camilo share a quick look before both look back at you. "Oh, no no no. Last time was to much- and during Xinemas ceremony?! Now Mirabel? What is with you guys and people special-" You're cut short by a pair of lips pressed firmly against yours.
Carlos snaps his fingers before leaning closer, whispering in your ear. Camilos' grip on your waist tightened as he pulled you closer to his body. "Just go with it. We have something new we'd like to try." Carlos whispers making you practically weak.
"Understand novia?" Camilo says against your lips. You nod. They stand still for a second sharing a quick glance, before dragging you up Casitas steps quick. Camilo gently tosses you into Carlos' room before peering out the door. After about a moment Carlos walks in, without making eye contact with you, he places his hand on your chest pushing you back onto his bed.
Camilo, standing by the door, knows exactly what Carlos meant by "something new". And fuck, was he going to enjoy it. Locking the door behind him, he walks over and stands next to Carlos.
"Let's make something clear señorita, this is the only way we get along." Carlos speaks up. Camilo nods with a smirk.
"Now, be a good girl and do as your told.." Carlos whispers lifting your chin up with his finger. You nod as you feel the bed sink in next to you.
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The feeling of excitement overwhelmed you as Camilo untucked your blouse from your skirt. Carlos places a kiss against your lips roughly, supporting the back of your neck.
His hands were tangled in your hair as he deepened it.
Camilo maneuvers the skirt off of you playing with the hem of your underwear. Pulling the shoulder of your blouse down, he hungrily makes his way to your neck making you moan at the sudden action. He moves you ontop of his lap gripping your hips harshly, not pulling away from the area on your neck.
He grinds you against his (I hate using member- it's so awkward- so you gonna have to deal with what it actually is. A-) dick. He groaned in pleasure only pressing you against him harder.
Carlos pulls your blouse above your head making Camilo break contact with your neck. Carlos pauses staring at the mark his twin left on you. Camilo looks at him with a satisfied smile as if this was a competition. Carlos glares at him before looking back at you.
Jealousy shades between them, making this now, a competition for who could make you fall apart the fastest. Carlos takes off your underwear, Camilo unhooking your bra leaving you completely exposed. Carlos groans at the sight before pressing his lips against yours again.
Without warning, he pushed his fingers inside making you let out a moan that filled the room. Camilo impatiently rubbed your clit leaving another marking on your neck. Carlos moves his fingers in a "come here" type motion slowly pumping them in and out.
You buck your hips upward, breathing heavily. Camilo pushes them back down and goes back to circling.
Carlos allows his other hand to cover your mouth each time you'd make a noise. "You don't want anyone to hear amor, quiet down." He says placing his forehead against yours.
Camilo let's out a irritated sigh rolling his eyes at his condescending twin who looked back at him with a smirk.
You didn't even notice, you were to focused on not making noise, just as you were told.
When you and Camilo stopped talking you and Carlos started talking more and more, and sometimes talking in your or his room would turn into him over the top of you.
You knew making up with Camilo would start some tension between him and Carlos, but not to the extent where they were literally fighting over you in bed.
Telling Camilo that you and his twin would occasionally hooked up would set him off for sure. You were going to tell him either way. Mama didn't raise a liar.
You could feel your high nearing quickly, apperantly they noticed this and immediately stopped. Carlos pulled his fingers out and Camilo placed his hand back on you hips. You whimpered at the loss of contact.
Before anything further could happen Camilo flipped you around so that you were straddling him. Taking it all in, Camilo looked behind you at Carlos who stood there with envy just radiating off if him.
Camilo placed your face in the crook of his neck before he maneuvered your hips back and forth against the fabric of his jeans.
"Be as loud as you need hermosa, no one's judging." He whispers making you let out a soft moan.
All you could do was go along with it, there's no fighting these two.
Nearing your high again, Camilo let's you ride it out. "Fuck y/n." Camilo breathes out making you burst out in apology for more likely ruining his pants. He laughs and shakes his head, kissing the top of yours.
Standing up, he begins out the door stopping infront of Carlos.
"She's mine idiota." Camilo whispers harshly before shoving past his annoyed brother.
The end of the smut.
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You lay back on the bed putting the sheets over the top of you. Carlos smiles and lays on the bed with you. "He'll be back in a moment." Carlos sighed tangling his hand in your hair. You hum in agreement before looking at him with sincerity.
"When should we tell him?" You asked worry lacing your voice. He looks at you and shrugs. "When he comes back?" He asks you.
"Sure." You reply placing your head on his lap.
What you both didn't know is that someone overheard the entire thing.
Camilo walks back in with a glass of water and an arepa in his mouth. Looking up at you two he tilts his head to the side. "Hm?" He noises making you laugh.
"Me and Y/n were sleeping together while you two wernt talking." Carlos spoke quickly and with no hesitation. You panic a bit, eyes widening at the boy who spilt everything. Camilos face dropped and went pale. He figured something was happening, just not sex.
Carlos always does this.
Always.
Camilo can't have anything to himself.
That's what he thought.
"Cool. What's done is done." Camilo speaks softly crawling next to you and pulling you into his chest, so he could mess with your hair.
"You sure you're okay?" You ask him not moving. He hums before placing a kiss on your head and burying his face in your hair.
-☆-
Waking up the next morning, it was just as loud and busy as usual. The sun shone through the window blaring over the top of you and Camilo.
Carlos had already woke up and was getting ready for his daily chores.
You shifted around opening your eyes slowly so they could adjust to the light.
"Morning mì vida." Carlos says quietly not trying to wake Camilo. You smile weakly and nod sitting up letting the blanket fall off you.
You look to your side to see Camilo still sleeping. You poke his face until he groaned and finally got out of bed. Inhaling deeply, you sigh and put on your clothes and throw your hair up.
"Wanna help with our chores? We have to do them together." Camilo perks up buttoning his shirt. You nod and adjust your blouse.
Walking out of the room, the twins followed behind closely. "Morning tio." You greet the NOT seven foot male that Camilo apperantly depicted him as.
He looks at you before immediately looking away again. Dolores holds a tight glare and doesn't break it until you notice. "Uh, okay?" You mumble before fully walking outside Casita.
"Please tell me you noticed that." You say making the twins stare at you with confusion. "Notice what?" Carlos asks you.
"Maybe it's just an off morning." Camilo replies referring to Dolores' glare.
"Maybe." You whisper before looking up at everyone in the town. They were all scattered out in small groups. Strangely... quiet?
Once they saw you three ther would either look away, give a dirty look, or say something.
"Is it true?" You hear, turning around to see a very upset Isabela and Mirabel.
"What-?"
Isabela uses her vines to grab Camilo and Carlos and toss them behind her.
"Don't fucking lie Y/n. Are the rumors true?" She spat coldly. Mirabel fidgets biting her lower lip stopping the tears from flowing out.
"What rumors?" You ask her. She scoffs and rolls her eyes. "Did you lie about already dating someone? Are you cheating on my primos?"
"What- no?" I reply. "Uh-huh, so then- who's Taryn?"
Fuck.
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