camren one shots

i'm just in love (when you wake me up)

Author: librah on archiveyourown

"Okay, but all I'm saying is that I think you should seriously consider it."

"All I'm saying is that me getting a tattoo of your name on my butt is a big and definite no."

Camila gently tugs on a piece of Lauren's hair. "Why not? I hear butt tattoos of your favorite person's name is becoming a huge trend nowadays, next to crop top sweaters and gas-efficient cars."

"A little presumptious of you to think you're my favorite person, Camz." Lauren's biting back a smile.

"But I am." Camila brings a piece of hair to tickle her nose.

Lauren scrunches her face, playfully swats at Camila's hand. "Normani's my favorite person, actually."

Camila gasps. "Is it because she brought you McDonald's last week? Because I totally would have done that."

Lauren raises an eyebrow.

"...If I wasn't so broke," Camila adds.

Lauren hums, drapes an arm across Camila waist. "Sorry, Camz. I need me a girl with green in her purse."

"Green?"

"Moolah. Mucho dollars. Something you unfortunately lack."

Camila has to agree. "Yeah, that and I can't put my leg over my head."

Lauren hums again. "Oh, yeah, that too. Tell me, why am I with you again?"

"'Cuz I gots style, Jauregui." Camila licks her thumbs, runs them over her eyebrows, and winks.

"Well, I'm not so sure about that."

Camila wipes her thumbs on Lauren's shirt.

"Ew!" she exclaims, tries to scoot back as far as she can in Camila's small twin bed without falling. "You suck. Normani wouldn't treat me like this."

"Yes she would."

"Yeah, she would, actually."

"Just you wait until this whole pop star thing we got going on works out," Camila says. "I'll buy you all the food you want."

"My savior."

"Okay, but seriously." Camila puts her serious face on.

"What?" Lauren draws her eyebrows in slight worry.

"It doesn't even have to be my entire name; just maybe like, at least two of my names, or like, my initials or something. If you rearrange all those letters it would spell out the word 'cheek' without the H and like, replace one E with another C. Oh, or like the word 'check' but no H."

Lauren nudges her with a laugh. "You jerk, I thought it was actually gonna be something serious!"

"This is serious, Lo. As serious as a heart attack." Camila tries to put her serious face on again but fails this time. "One day this very tattoo could just about save your life."

"How exactly?"

"Okay, stay with me here," Camila says. "So these aliens, right? These aliens come down -- Hey! I told you to stay with me! Stop laughing!" She tries to put her hand over Lauren's mouth.

"Okay, okay," Lauren says when the hand is lifted. "How would my hypothetical butt tattoo of your name be of any use to me?"

"Like I was saying, so these aliens come down and they're like, 'Greetings earthlings,' and then yadayadayada they do their whole speil, and then they're like, 'We will only spare those who have a tattoo of their lover's name on their left butt cheek. The rest will be painfully evaporated.'"