The Mysterious Dancer ( Camilo Madrigal X Reader )

Mud, Rain, And Blood.

Gloriosa ran off the rooftop, disappearing into Casita. Camilo cried out as he ran to you. His hair dripped as it stuck to his face.

You laid on the muddy ground, motionless as you breathed shallowly. You sucked in sharp breaths as you hugged yourself. The pain was faint from the adrenaline, but it was there.

Camilo slid on his knees in the mud and wrapped his arms around you.

" Y/n, Y/n come on, stay with me. You're ok. You're gonna be ok." He said as he tried to peel off your hands that laid across your wound. You held your hands firm over the wound, afraid to see the damage. Camilo glanced at you, his eyes holding sorrowful concern and panic.

" Y/n. Let me see." The look in his eyes was desperate.

You reluctantly let him move your hands away.

He gasped at the sight.

A large open wound in your gutteral area, blood poured out. Too much blood. And there was more seeping from it by the second. Camilo stared at it for a second, downright horror filling his eyes.

" Camilo-" You started.

" No. You're gonna be ok." He said firmly, not looking at you. He took off his precious yellow ruana and laid the sopping wet fabric across your torso. He pressed his hands on it, putting pressure on the wound.

You sucked in a breath.

" Camilo," You rasped.

" No."

" Camilo-"

" NO."

" Camilo stop- it's not gonna help."

" DON'T TALK LIKE THAT! You'll be ok..." His voice broke. Your head felt spinny all of a sudden. Fuzzy.

" Camilo..i don't... I'm tired..." You whispered. Camilo's eyes widened as they leaked with tears.

" Nononono Y/n- stay with me. Stay with me ok?" He pleaded.

" Hey," You said as you slowly put a hand to his wet cheek. He put more pressure on the wound.

" Camilo, look at me."

....

" Camilo, look. At. Me."

The boy's hazel eyes flickered to you. They were beautiful. Though they were leaking with tears.

" You know, I just remembered something, remember when we first met, and that wagon nearly ran me over?"

You and Camilo stared into eachothers eyes. He cracked a sad smile as he chuckled.

" Yeah," His voice cracked as he whispered. " I'm glad I caught you."

You weakly smiled as you remembered another memory. " Hey, I remember that party you threw at our old hideout spot. That was a lot of fun." You reminisced. Camilo smiled widely as more tears leaked from his eyes.

" Yeah, you looked so beautiful. You tripped and fell off the stage, I caught you again." You chuckled at that, you hadn't realized how clumsy you were.

You winced as you chuckled, it hurt to laugh. Camilo looked down at his ruana that he was using as a bandage on you, blood was staining it, the pressure wasn't enough, and the bleeding wasn't stopping. His eyes softened as he leaned into your touch as you caressed his face. His eyes flickered to you.