🏹💐 • "i'm feeling lonely, i wish i'd find a lover that could hold me."
this is just for fun! i'm a minor so don't come at me >:(
started : march 2nd, of 2023.
ended : april 4th, of 2023.
now has s2!
started : may 5th, of 2023
ended : may 30th, o...
crush again. ༊*·˚ slow updates! were so close to 1k AH 😭 -
"but.. were dating?"
"chico, you can still have a crush on the person you're dating you know."
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he's so silly
camilo watched as (name)'s mamá walk back behind the counter not even turning her head to glance at camilo. "camilo. would you come here?" she called. camilo obediently walked towards her, eye-to-eye.
"my daughter is.. in love with you. but if she has to go through these things to be with you.." he knew what she was going to say. "then keep her safe." his jaw slightly dropped.
(mother's name) laughed, "i'm not going to break you apart, i'm not a monster." she playfully rolled her eyes. "i just want you two to be happy, and safe." she laid her hand on her chest.
he nodded, "of course tia." they exchanged a smile.
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(name) struggled opening the door to casita, obviously knowing no one is home. except.. she crashed onto the floor, laying on the pile of fabrics. "oops, sorry (nickname)!" sól apologized, helping her up and grabbing a few of the fabrics.
"that's okay, hi sól!" (name) greeted with a wide smile. "hi!" the two laughed. "what are you doing here? i thought you had chores as well?" she raised a brow. "well i do, i have to help tia julieta grab the rest of the arepas here. until i heard you."
mirabel stood at the top of the staircase. "oh you're here (name)! just in time too." mirabel clapped her hands in excitement. she slid down by the railing, jumping off to grab the fabrics and (name)'s hand.
"see you later sól!" (name) waved. mirabel shot a smile at sól's direction. "have fun!" she waved, before going into the kitchen to grab the plate.
mirabel sat (name) down on the extra bed. "what's your next chore?" she asked. (name) pulled the paper out of her outfit's pocket, "uh.." she scanned the folded paper. "it's you.. ?" she tilted her head in confusion.
"thank god it's you! if abuela sent isabela again to model my designs i would've started a riot." model? "wha- what do you mean model?" she stood, folding her arms.
"i make some designs for señora lucia's shop. this season is wedding season! now come on, i have to measure you." mirabel took the tape from the shelf and started measuring (name)'s waist, and etc.
mirabel hummed, "alright. come back by two in the afternoon? i'm sure you have other chores to do." (name) nodded with a smile. "see you at two!"
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camilo was working in encanto's garden. where the usual crops grew, and was currently helping kristo. "gracias for your help today camilito." the guy spoke, pulling the carrots out for harvest.
"no worries kristo." he flipped his hair up, that covered almost half his face. "oh it's (name)!" krystel, who happened to be someone that was involved in the couple's story, and the sister of kristo yelled out.
the brunette from afar, was talking to diego, another worker. she turned her head to krystel, waving. "hi krystel!" krystel gracefully waved her hand. (name) excused herself out of the conversation with diego, walking her way to the group.
"ooh, cute dress." krystel complimented. krystel had her hair down, and a farm dress. she had a basket slinging on her arm, filled with flowers and a variation of fruits. "thank you." she smiled wide.
"hey chica, señora alma sent you?" he placed his hands on his hips. there was something about (name) that made camilo shut up. he couldn't help but stare. "yeah- oh hey querido." she waved at the kneeling boy.
"h- hi." he blushed. what was happening? "oh, camilo? speak up why don't you?" krystel teased, flipping her hair to the side. (name) cocked a brow. "whatever bicho raro." camilo said in-between laughs.
krystel shrugged it off as well, leading (name) to her next chore by the flowers.
was it the conversation with jellian? with her mamá? or was it just all about (name)..?
señor kristo snapped his fingers infront of camilo to help him gain his awareness back. "lo siento." he breathed, continuing to take the weeds out. "what's up with you? you're usually.. smug-ier." kristo laughed to himself.
"especially around (name). talk to me." camilo rubbed his nape, facing kristo. kristo had a smirk on his face. camilo couldn't help but chuckle.
kristo was two years older than camilo and his sister, but it felt like they were exactly the same age. "the thing is, ever since i asked her betrothal, i've been so nervous around her. like i don't wanna mess up."
"like a crush then?" camilo furrowed his brows. "but.. were dating?" he tilted his head in confusion. kristo laughed, slinging his arm around camilo's shoulders. "chico, you can still have a crush on the person you're dating you know." camilo hummed a squeak.
kristo cleared his throat, "i know with me and my fiancée, i still act nervous around her." he shrugged. "you have a fiancée?" camilo smiled. "what? you think kristo can't get a partner too?" he said in a hunk-like voice.
"yep." camilo teased, receiving a nudge from kristo. "whatever bicho raro. you should talk to your brother about it. i mean, carlos and sól have been betrothed since last year."
camilo sighed heavily, "i just wanna kiss her." kristo shook his head with a laugh. "i love young love." camilo pushed kristo till he fell on his butt. "hey!" kristo yelled, while camilo laughed his ass off.
