I am finding that your little pfp-picture, whoever it be of, is really unique and spectacular to look at. If it ever gets changed, I understand but if it doesn’t, it will be easier to find stuff like stories or opinions on other folk’s storytelling or storyline. You have yourself a good evening or maybe it’s morning for you. It’s march and I’m ready for flowers and spring and warmer weather. I keep wearing sweatshirt jackets with a shirt underneath it, and long pants just to stay all bundled up and cozy. And my pets get the luxury of the heater all of a sudden just now. So, we’re always constantly fighting over who gets the chair and who gets the floor full of cat litter & dust. I’m hoping it won’t be me. Peace out!
Thanks i love my pfp for this blog! i dont know at at the time it felt the most "Carlos" pic to me that didnt look goofy but gave a sort of vibe yk?
I probably wont be changing it or anything cause ive honestly died a lot of this fandom but i still do enjoy it ocasionally.
Ive had a great day and I hope you have too!
hoenstly im just ready for my allergies to stop going crazy with this weather lol
Hey! Just wanna check in on ya. I know this seems random and I did just follow today but I did follow you before on my old account (now deleted)! I think I do know you from a YouTube channel (won't say the name for the sake of your privacy :) and comfortability) I hope you're doing alright!!
*P.S. By chance do you have another blog I can follow?*
hey no its fine! thanks for not saying the name i really appreciate it!
im doing alright actually!! my life has changed a lot since i had my channel and its been going pretty good so far
Sorry about the sick-ask question. Can’t remember what it was actually about but apologies again. Be wary of the drama going on but you seem like someone who I can trust. I just don’t like anything anonymous lately. It’s been giving me so much anxiety and trouble. Sorry for rambling. The stories bring me joy!
oh no im so sorry that was my fault. I was doing a bunch of funny ask with my friend and it got buried under there
im glad they bring you joy! honestly we all need some stories to escape the real world sometimes
One of the reasons I got to know about Carlos was through listening to the group of, “Arctic-Monkeys.” It’s nice to know that your writing works really well with that topic. So, uh—thanks for getting me into knowing about that singing group. “Crying-lightning” is definitely a personal fav and it seems right up Carlos’s alley!
omg no way Carlos is how I found Arctic monkeys!!! I love that band now btw. Crying lightning is so up his lane!! So is do me a favor as well (pretty sure there’s a fic of it.
Hi. This will seem silly but your writings actually are what got me into thinking that the concept of Camilo, that is Carlos—your creativity is what got me into him. I just really like your stuff. I haven’t really been much into him as much but I just like how you write him. Sorry for rambling your ears off. You’re just so inspiring, and he is super cool. Even when he tries to act tough!
holy shit i didnt think people still cared a bout this account. Honestly I forgot about it myself a bit with all thet shit thats been going on recently. thank you thank you thank youuuuuu you have no idea this means. I always find it a bit funny people actually say im decent at making stories and writing when my passion is more science. im so glad you like him and my version i made taking inspiration from others!! please go look at @carlosfruitsnacks their my biggest inspo ever and i miss them dearly!!!
hiii!! if requests are open could i get a carlos madrigal and reader fic where someone insults camilo and he gets into a fight with them(wins ofc). Pepa is lecturing him and asks him why he beat someone up agAiN but he doesnt reply but reader (who was there when the fight started) tells her the reason and everyones like ooh you protected your brother knew you love us🥰. Maybe she helps him clean his wounds or sumn and they confess at the end?? Thanks!!
How he loves – carlos m.
pairing: carlos madrigal x female reader
genre: fluff
summary: when it comes to violence in the community, carlos madrigal is always the first name to put the blame on. the boy was a troublemaker, often found in the worst situations possible. one day it’s happened again but for this time, you never expected the reason why until you confronted him.
warning: mentions of blood and violence and injuries
If someone were to ask you who Carlos Madrigal is, immediately your answer would tick them off. It's different. Among the numerous whispers of the town stood the one unanimous description of Carlos being the pessimistic and coldest member of the Madrigal family. To the outside, that's how people perceive him. With his half-lidded blank face, everyone saw him as intimidating and mysterious. But for someone who has been his long-time friend ever since, you saw him differently.
He wasn't cold, he just doesn't speak. He wasn't mean, he just doesn't point out or compliment someone else. Albeit it took you by surprise that he somehow managed to tolerate you being with him almost all the time, you wouldn't ask for anything else. You knew Carlos had a heart of gold because even if he barely shows it, you can tell through the lining of the gestures he tries to do in the most often weird and unexpected ways, such as being overly protective for others in an aggressive manner.
That's just how he loves.
But Carlos was rather, violent when it comes to that matter. It only contributed to the 'cold persona' everyone put on him due to that. It was something he couldn't help, he tends to show his emotions in a tactile manner and when it comes to his negative emotions, it wouldn't end well.
One fine day you were with Carlos outside on the streets, having no pressure but to just stroll around and catch up with conversation. Carlos had his hands inside the pockets under his ruana while you were strolling beside him, hands on your back as you stared at your footsteps while walking through. Two of you were aimlessly walking around town listening to the loud chatters of the busy village.
You two stopped to your tracks to see Camilo, Carlos' twin brother. He was walking alone in the opposite direction and you instantly ran to him.
"Camilo!!" You exclaimed happily. Camilo's face turned into a rather dull smile at the sight of you and Carlos.
"Hey!" He greeted back. As a force of habit, you playfully shoved him lightly but you were taken aback when he suddenly winced when your hand made contact to his shoulder. Your eyes slightly widened at his reaction.
"What were you doing?" Carlos asked when he eventually approaches two of you.
"Oh, nothing. I just-", Camilo stuttered. "- I just need to uhh- do errands! Be right back!"
Camilo suddenly put a hand on top of his shoulder as he ran away to the opposite direction, leaving you and Carlos baffled at his weird behavior. For sure, he was an odd one but this time something felt off.
"Am I the only one who thinks something is wrong?" You turned to Carlos. He slightly squinted his eyes at you and pursed his lips.
"He seemed in pain when you punched him. Maybe he got injured?"
"Yeah but you know him. If he gets injured it's usually at something dumb and we'd be the first ones he would tell about it"
Carlos hummed as he looked deep in thought. You were right. Camilo would get hurt over something so dumb that he ends up laughing about it. But this time, he seemed injured at a place he didn't want to talk about, which was the only reason two of you found odd. The fact that he even ran away from the two of you as if he's avoiding further questioning only fueled the confusion on you and Carlos. He took his hands out of his pockets and patted his maroon ruana when he glanced at the direction Camilo just came from.
"Maybe something happened..."
"Should we go check it out, Carlos?"
"You ask me as if there's anything else interesting that we could do."
—
So, there you two were, re-tracing Camilo's steps like the nosy friend and brother you and Carlos are. He only trailed by, seeming like he had no interest but just wanted to join you. You two hid in the small alley behind the large houses the moment you heard whispering from a group of people. Instinctively, you pulled Carlos by his hand and brought him closer to you to squat down and hide. He widened his eyes when he almost stumbled to you. He got off from his trance and followed your trail of sight.
"Is that- "
"Tiago and his minions" Carlos muttered, gritting his teeth as he did so.
If you think Carlos was the worst, then Tiago was levels deep below hell. He was a menace in a bad way, he and his friends always being together and causing trouble for the entire village. Carlos hated him in a bad extent, most often the two of them would be found fighting each other if given the chance to be in the same place with one another. This time, you expected it to happen again if things escalate for the worst. You and Carlos eavesdropped on their conversations.
"Dude, Camilo was a weakling. He couldn't even hit me back"
"No way! You thought he'd be like Carlos but it's not the case apparently"
"Yeah, dude's all rainbows and butterflies to handle the real world. Beat him up to a pulp he almost cried like a coward."
You gasp as a hand landed on your mouth. A turn of your head and you saw Carlos with the worst look you wanted him to have. His eyes held piercing glares at Tiago's direction, his lips almost bleeding from the intensity of him biting it. His hands that held yours were clenched tightly, the other was already fisted veins were popping out from the back of his palm.
"Carlos" You whispered. It didn't make him look at you, he was more focused on the sharp look he was giving to Camilo's group of bullies.
Carlos suddenly stood up, almost blowing his cover. You immediately pulled him back but he resisted.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Proving them wrong."
You sat back down stunned even though you expected this to happen. With a swift turn, Carlos shapeshifted into Camilo and ran to the bullies, immediately sending a harsh punch at Tiago making him stumble. It took them by surprise when 'Camilo' suddenly charged at them but nevertheless returned the favor by punching him back, Carlos easily blocked it with ease using his forearm as he sent another punch to Tiago's friends at the back where they least expected it. Unfortunately, since Carlos was overpowered by two more men, one got a punch on him making him stumble and unconsciously shapeshift back to himself.
"We knew it's you, Carlos. Your brother is too much of a wuss to- " Carlos interrupted one of Tiago's friends by sending him another jab to the face. He yelled in anger as he kept throwing fists all over the place, letting his emotions bring out the worst of him.
You couldn't handle it anymore. You wanted to stop the fight but there was no way you could stop a raging Carlos. If you were to stop them, you would probably get one of their punches too. Despite Carlos being one against three, he was beating them up with ease. Tiago and his friends were no match for him, Carlos was easily throwing punches and kicks here and there that it almost made you feel bad for the bullies.
It went on for longer and it started to made you worried. Carlos was winning. yes, but this fight was one of the worst he's ever been in. Before you were able to fully think of a plan to stop them, Luisa comes in to the mess and all the boys freeze at her. Dolores must have heard it all unravel and called for Luisa. With ease she easily slid through and grabbed Carlos who looked too victorious to complain. She gave the other boys a piercing glare and immediately they ran away to the other direction.
Luisa saw you as she carried Carlos and pointed her lips to the Casita, telling you to catch up with them. You trailed along in silence, seeing that Luisa (and most likely the rest of the Madrigals) is disappointed yet again to see Carlos in another fight.
—
Like clockwork, thunder immediately strikes the moment the door to Casita opens. Luisa walks in beside you and sets Carlos down in front of his mother, Pepa who already has her arm crossed and eyebrows furrowed. Her face had yet another annoyed expression that further fueled the dark clouds gathering above.
"What did I tell you about being violent again?" She asked sternly.
Carlos sighed with a dour expression. "Not do it"
"And what happened this time?"
"I did it."
You held back a chortle and turned around to face the other way as you tried not to laugh. Carlos was yet again being a pain in the ass at the wrong place and you just happened to get caught off-guard. In an attempt to cover your laughter, you coughed nervously with wide eyes and scrambled away to the kitchen to get a snack but mainly to leave the two to further argue with each other and for the rest of the family to see.
The distance between the common area and the kitchen wasn't that long so you still snooped in on their business like the nosy friend you are. You saw Camilo soon approach them, now all healed and okay but had a look of shock when he saw his twin brother in a far worse state. For some reason Carlos refused to eat an arepa to heal himself, only taking the blow as of now to not let Pepa get even more enraged. She was going on and off about what she had told him before and obviously Carlos wasn't listening. He simply nodded and blinked his eyes repeatedly which made her even more furious.
"Can you at least give us the reason why you went out to beat people again?" Pepa yelled, having enough of Carlos' attitude. Carlos only stared at the floor, probably thinking of an excuse.
"People were bullying Camilo" You said all the way from the other side. Everyone in the room turned their eyes at you, even Carlos himself. You leaned on to the wall in a nonchalant manner and took a bite of your arepa. "It was Tiago and his minions, Carlos beat them up like a badass."
You stared blankly at Carlos, slightly raising an eyebrow to further provoke him but his lips stay pursed shut. Pepa on the other hand, toned down the arch on her eyebrows and gradually had a soft look to her face. It was an emotion you couldn't decipher, of course. Mothers would always love seeing their children being protective of each other— but not like this.
"You protected me?" Camilo asked him in a teasing manner. Now that he's all healed and well, he was now the one to have a smug look in his face. "You totally love me, hermano"
"Shut up" Carlos retorted. It only left you half-laughing at the two bantering. It went back-and-forth until they got interrupted by Pepa yet again.
"Can't help it, my twin brother is protective for me!"
"I'll beat you up like they did"
"Aw, is that how you love?"
"Fu-"
"Stop it you two! Carlos, I'll deal with you later!" She yelled, dusting her skirt and swatting away the dark cloud at her seeming as if she had to leave to do something else. The dark clouds slowly became lighter and the chatter slowly died down as Pepa murmured lectures on her children while also fanning herself to calm down. It was a sight worth to see. But the yell of your name caught you in a trance midway through your bite of the arepa.
"Y/N!"
"Yeah?" You asked her, slowly walking towards her direction. Pepa eyed you sternly before pointing her lips back to Carlos.
"Can you clean him up? He refused to be healed and I thought that he would listen to you"
You rolled your eyes when Carlos scoffs at you.
"I'll make sure he does"
—
Soon enough after the stress and dark clouds from Pepa has subsided, Carlos led you to his room, unwillingly. He just didn't want another thunderstorm therefore he complied with his mother's requests and braced himself for your part of the scolding. He expected yet another lecture from you, but it didn't happen. Carlos instead wondered why you were offering him your half-eaten arepa.
"Just take a bite." You calmly said to him, scooting closer to the edge of the bed so sit beside him.
"No"
"Do it or I'll press the crap out of your wounds"
"Fine"
Carlos sighed in defeat. He only stared at you, waiting for something to happen. It was at this moment you knew he was gonna be petty from the smug look in his face.
"I'm not feeding you"
"Then I'm not eating" Carlos nonchalantly fought back.
He was starting to get on your nerves and Carlos knew how pissed you would be if he manages to succeed. But you didn't let it happen. Looking at his broken nose and scratches all over the place, you decided to let him win for this time. The moment you held your arepa towards him, Carlos grinned cockily and took a bite from the snack. Julieta's magic gift healed his wounds instantly, but it doesn't fix the blood stains all over him. When Carlos was busy looking at his wounds slowly healing, you stood up to get a moist towel.
"Why aren't you getting mad at me?" You heard Carlos ask from behind you. By assumption you could tell he was bored after his injuries faded.
"Should I be?" You asked in return, still wringing the towel from the table as to not make it too wet that it'll spread more stains on the fabric.
Silence. You turned your head to the back to take a glance at Carlos. He had his head down, the mess of his curls covering his face making you unable to read his expression. With a soft sigh you brought the cloth with you as you went back to sit beside him again.
"You know-" You trailed off to catch his attention, but to no avail. Carlos didn't budge to even look at you. An idea suddenly popped into your head as you slithered your hand under his arm and took him by the hand, leading Carlos' hand to your lap as you started wiping the blood smeared all over it.
"-I admired how you took the blame and protected Camilo." You continued to speak and then paused to look at his face. Carlos was staring at you with a blank look, his eyes fixated on yours. It took a bit of time for you to let out a small smile on your face and your heart fluttered when you saw a little bit of spark that brightened his eyes as his lips slowly curled up. You looked away to continue wiping his arm and cutting the silence.
"It's nice to see that there's still love in you somewhere despite you showing it in a violent way. But they don't get it, that's just how you love."
You heard Carlos sigh from beside.
"There has been in a while. Much more love than just with my family, I-" He sighed yet again, taking a deep inhale to control his breathing. "- just don't know how to show it"
"What do you mean 'more love'?" You asked him.
You looked up to Carlos, confused on what he was trying to say. Carlos blinked hard before he took yet another sigh and motioned his lips to point at his hand resting atop yours. You followed his trail of sight and the next move he did brought you out of breath. Carlos slowly interlocked his fingers with yours, holding it tight as if he were afraid to let go. Your heart paced rapidly and the heat travelling up to your cheeks only made it hard for you to regain your composure right beside him.
"I didn't beat them up that hard just because of Camilo. Tiago also talked bad crap about you to his friends. I know it wasn't supposed to end that badly but I just couldn't stand when people like them get away with ease as if they did nothing wrong"
You gasped and gripped his hand tighter, your fingers lightly tapping the calloused and bruised skin of Carlos' knuckles. He no longer winced since it was healed, but it would take time for the scarring to fade completely. At this time, you were the one that went silent, waiting for Carlos to continue.
"I'm sorry. Shouldn't have stressed you and mami this much" He muttered softly which grabbed your attention. You shook your head indicating a 'no' and let go of his hand to face him better. You moved your legs from the edge of the bed and brought it up, sitting cross legged across him.
"You don't have to be sorry for protecting the ones you love, Carlos. It's nature for you to do so. The others may see you as mean and violent but to me, you're much more than that. That's just how you love."
Carlos took in the sight of you with a frown in his face. After you flipped the towel to a cleaner side, you slowly brought it up to his face to clean the blood stains all over him. You gently landed your palm on his forehead and combed away the curls that covered it. From his forehead to the blood pooling in his cupid's bow, you made sure to wipe it all clean to admire his features better.
"You're too good for me, Y/N. I don't deserve you"
"Shut up you idiot. You're fine just the way you are-" You paused. "- but maybe, we can work on fixing your rough love language for a little bit"
You joked with a small smile that made Carlos chuckle. He brought his hand up to hold your wrist while you were cleaning his face and stared deep into your eyes, taking you aback. You playfully glared at his cunning nature, making him break eye contact and let out a light hearty laugh that made your stomach do somersaults from the raspy- tone of his voice.
While still wiping away the mess in his face, you hummed a small song as a force of habit and it made Carlos' heart flutter. You had a soothing voice and it did calm him down for a little bit, until he remembered something. You looked up to him and the sudden frown on Carlos' face made your eyes go soft. You two knew how much of a challenge this could be as soon as it sunk in. Carlos wasn't good in romance and you can tell from being his long time friend. But maybe, being his friend also brought you chances on how to love him better.
To reassure the guy, you cupped his face and brought him closer to you. Your thumbs lightly brushed against his freckled cheeks that were now clear of blood stains. With a swift move you lightly kissed the tip of his nose to seal a promise. A promise that may take a while, but a promise that you would be willing to practice on until your last breath in time.
"Be with me and I'll teach you how I love, Carlos."
- inspired by @desichameleon 's hcs of carlos' powers! (lmk if you dont want to be tagged^^)
- warnings! angst if you squint, reader mental breakdown, (just briefly, not in depth) fluff!
☆ note: carlos has shape shifting into animals as a gift
The midnight feline wandered the streets of Encanto, the town should be thankful it was broad daylight or else the cat would blend in with the night. For this feline isn't what everyone deemed it to be, this feline is Carlos Madrigal and he is currently scouting the area, plotting and awaiting victims to get stuck in his trap.
His padded paws stepped carefully atop a ledge, he sat down on it and watched as a man fell face flat into a pie. His lips curled into a smile, with a satisfied meow he jumped off from the ledge and head to the bakery.
Once again, he hopped on his hind leg to reach the window's ledge, he peeked inside to see you handling customers for the day. He felt his tail wagged slightly when your eyes glanced at him before you approached to the window. From there, you recognise your feline friend and went out to meet him. In your hand was white bread, just has Carlos had hoped. It's becoming a routine for him to approach your bakery and for you to happily feed him bread. Carlos never revealed himself in his human form of course, he maintained his cat form when he's around you. If anything, Carlos was sure you never knew of his little kitty secret.
As you tore off bite sized pieces of bread, Carlos slightly stood on his hind legs to reach the piece of bread that you've torn.
"I think you've visited me more than my friends," you said, patting his head.
'Good,' he meowed.
You giggled, "You only came here for the bread aren't you? Well, doesn't matter, you're my favourite company,"
He didn't have to sound anything to show how happy he was, his tail was making it obvious that he liked being your favourite visitor. The brief time passed as per usual, you sitting on the ledge as well and him leaning on your side. As always, you would talk to him about recent news that was being passed around and he would curl up next to you and nod his head as a respond. He comforts you and he was more than happy to do so.
The sound of the bakery's bell being rung as a man entered the door disrupted your rambles. You rose to your feet and scratch the back of Carlos' ears before entering the bakery again to attend the new customer.
Satisfied of the usual session he had with you as a cat, he jumped off and walked towards somewhere hidden to morph back into a human. The brown curls on his head bounced as he grew back to his actual height, he ruffled his hair into covering one of his eyes before tucking the both of his hand into his pockets and moved towards the bakery.
He pushed the door and the bell rung. It seemed like you were distracted by something since you clearly jolted in surprised when he entered. After getting back your composure, you smiled at him and gave a small wave. Carlos looked away to hide his own grin, only nodding to greet you. He placed a few buttery and sweet bread in a paperbag from the shelves and moved them in front of you. On usual cases, he would steal but from you, he could never. That's why he's taking out his own money after you told him the price.
"Carlos right?"
His ears perked up at the sound of his name in your voice, "Yes, do you have a problem?" he asked, forcing out a harsh tone that he'd always use to others.
You only grew brighter at his question, you shook your head, "No, not at all. Just wanted to say you look great today, enjoy the bread and come more often," you sent a wink at him.
His heart nearly stopped and his face flushed, he grabbed the bread he had bought and gave you a soft smile that anyone would definitely kill to see if they knew Carlos could smile in such way, "Maybe I should,"
He left the bakery, leaving your own heartbeat to pick up it's pace. Aren't you excited to see him more often.
It's been a few weeks and you haven't seen your feline friend often anymore. You were worried about the cat and you were hoping to introduce the cat to Carlos since he was able to shift into animals. You've seen the cat wandering in the streets before but it would usually be napping on top roofs and you didn't want to disrupt a cat nap.
However, Carlos had now replaced the usual time the cat would visit. He would even sometimes help around the bakery and you've gotten to know about him more. At least, more than the whole implied negative views the people has on him. But you knew he wasnt actually mean, you've seen him helped a few people around secretly. He only helped behind the shadows, he probably thought he was being stealthy but you had admired him from afar for quite a while so it was easy for you to spot him.
Today was no different, behind the cashier you put your elbows on the table and sat your chin on your palm, your hands cupping the side of your cheeks as you stared at the window the cat would usually sat and waited until you notice it.
You were so distracted by the window that you didn't realise a certain presence wearing a red ruana leaned to the side of your ear.
"Boo," he whispered.
You jumped in surprised, holding back a shriek that could've possibly contained swear words.
"Miércoles, Carlos. You scared me," you stood straight and dusted off your clothes.
Carlos chuckled, "Lo siento, didn't mean to. What were you staring at princesa/principe?" he turned his head towards the familiar window.
You did the same, with worry in your eyes, "It's nothing, there's just a cat that would usually visit me and sit at that window right there. But it's been awhile since it came here, it was my favourite customer,"
He raised an eyebrow as you zoned out staring at the window again. Did you like his cat form that much?
"Maybe it finally found it's forever home?" he carefully suggested.
You shrugged, "I hope that's the case," your shoulders slumped, "It could've still visit me from time to time,"
Oh, crap you really do love his cat form.
"Aye, don't be like that. Im sure he's fine," he patted your shoulder.
You groaned in defeat, "And I wanted you to meet it as well,"
'that would be impossible,' Carlos thought and at the same time he was considering to tell you. No, he can't, you might think he was trying to fool you, a classic Carlos prank. Darn sometimes he wished he didnt have such a reputation. Although, the miserable pout on your face looked cute, he wondered what it would taste like if he kissed it away.
"Eyes up here, gatito,"
He froze, one because you caught him and two you called him kitty. After processing the nickname, his face darkened, he looked away, covering bottom half of his face with his hand and rolled his eyes, "Shut up,"
You giggled, "Okay, now help me. My actual favourite customer might not be here but you're good enough,"
He pursed his lips, "Aw, am I not your favourite?" he faked a slight high pitched voice.
"No," you said with a smile. Carlos has never wanted to smack you more than right now.
"Come on, help me arrange this," you pull out a crate filled with freshly baked bread on the table. Carlos didn't say anything and complied and so the day continued normally with chatters here and there and silently enjoying the quality time working together.
Carlos pushed the door to your bakery as usual but it wouldnt budge. Confused, he moved to window and squinted through the window gaps. The bakery was empty and dark, there were small particles floating through the room.
"Oh hermano!", Camilo smacked his brother's back making Carlos turned with a raised fist. After realising it was Camilo, he lowered his fist down and Camilo let out a sigh of relief.
"If you do that again tonto, I'll actually hit you,"
Camilo raised both of his hand up in mocked defeat "Sorry, forgot how jumpy you are," Carlos' face morphed into a scowl and Camilo had to stifle a laughter, "i apologise, Carlos cálmate. Were you looking for yn?" he looked passed Carlos to see the closed bakery behind him.
"How the hell did you- No, I meant no. Im not," Carlos slightly tug at his ruana for a brief moment.
Camilo shook his head, "You pulled your ruana, you're lying and don't act as if I've never seen you coming over to the bakery on a daily basis,"
Carlos pursed his lips into a thin line and sighed, reluctantly giving up, "Do you know where they are or something?"
Camilo grinned, "They went in the forest nearby casita, they probably aren't too far. I saw them running head first just as I stepped out of the house,"
Carlos didn't reply, he turned on his heel and started sprinting back towards casita.
Looking for you wasn't hard, he'd seen you in the forest before in his cat form. It was before he started visiting you daily, the time when he was first bewitched by you. You weren't doing anything particular that time, you were just sitting and letting the breeze hit your skin.
Unfortunately this wasn't like last time; Carlos peeked from behind a tree, you had your face in your hands, sobbing and trembling.
Carlos looked around him before taking off his ruana and folded it into the most portable size a cat could balance on his back. He placed the neatly folded ruana on the ground and shifted into cat, he slid his furry body underneath the ruana to have it sit on his back. After making sure the fabric won't fall off, his paws went on the move. Every step he took was careful, when he got near you, he meowed.
You lifted your head upon hearing the familiar noise, you chuckled when you noticed the black kitty, "Haven't seen you in a while," you smiled, petting it's head.
Carlos gently bumps his nose on the fabric in an attempt to push it. You became aware of the red fabric the cat brought, you took it and unveiled the ruana in front of you. The first thing you perceived was the pattern, you knew it belongs to Carlos' at once.
Carlos watched you sat in silence, examining the ruana. He honestly thought you figured him out, that he was the cat all along but it seems all the crying knocked out some sense from you.
"Did you steal this from Carlos?" you smirked at the cat.
The cat stayed silent whilst Carlos was scoffing in his head. You put on the ruana and grinned at how warm his scent was. Carlos internally sighed in relief; he rubbed his head on your arm, making you want to pick him up and just smother the cat in kisses as a thank you
So you did and Carlos didn't think you'd pick him up since you never had done so. You gently held him by the shoulder and cat Carlos was too taken aback to wiggle his way out. But nothing will ever compare to when you pressed your lips all over his face; his nose, his cheek, all of that in his cat form.
The cat let out a meow in distressed because he knows if you keep this up, he won't be able to hide his heart who's basically sprinting out of his body. You pulled away when the cat meowed and raised an eyebrow.
Carlos thought you had stopped but was proven wrong when you kissed his forehead for more longer than he had like.
That was the last straw, he shifted back to his human form. Surprised by the sudden added weight, you fell down on your back as you see his curls frolicked in front of you. Carlos prevented himself from crashing on you by having his hands on either side of your head, touching the grass underneath you.
Your eyes widened, processing how the cat turned into Carlos. Carlos is a shapeshifter too dingus, he could turn into animals.
"You did that one purpose!" Carlos accused even though he knew you didn't, it was his pride trying to defend itself.
You ignored him, still stunned as your eyes trailed across his features, taking note of the amount of freckles he had, the stunning green eyes holding a worried a gaze and how red he is at the moment. It made you concious of your own heated cheeks.
For a moment, none of you said anything, just staying still. None of you knew how to start a confrontation.
The corner of Carlos' lips twitched into a smirk, "You look cute in my ruana, cariño,"
You brought your hands up to your face, covering the fact that you were vividly blushing.
"Sorry," you said, mumbling the next words, "Didn't think you'd be the cat,"
His smirk softened, turning into a small smile. He balanced all his weight on one of his hand as his other hand carefully pushed your hand away from your face and then he cupped your cheek.
"Sorry that the cat is just me,"
You shook your head before leaning into his touch and smiled, "Im glad that it's you,"
"I honestly thought you knew," he confessed.
"How so?"
"You called me gatito once, I thought my cover was blown,"
You snorted a laugh, "I'll keep using it if you want,"
He shook his head swiftly, "No and my hands are about to fall off,"
No words were needed for you to open your arms for Carlos to slowly lay down on you.
"Oof, oh wow you're heavy," you said when Carlos puts his entire body on yours, his head was just below your chin. You were tempted to kiss him after the scent of strawberries entered your nose.
"Too bad, your fault for kissing me," Carlos said, you felt the tiny tingling soundwaves that was emiting from him.
Your wrapped your arms around his body and squeezed him, "Didn't know it was you doofus,"
The tingling soundwaves intensified, that's when you registered the sound, Carlos is purring.
"Are you purring,"
"No, shut up,"
"But you are," you turned to your side, bringing carlos along so you both could face eachother more comfortably. He kept his eyes shut, "I am not purring, I'm in my human form,"
You raised an eyebrow at him, your stroked his back with your hand, making the noise a bit more evident.
Carlos opened his eyes, blankly staring at you.
"You're definitely purring you-"
Carlos pushed his lips against yours for a quick kiss and pulled back. The colour crimson surfaced on your face; seeing that he had broke you, Carlos moved your arms away and pulled you closer to him, adjusting himself so you could have your head leaned on his chest.
He pressed his lips on the top of your head, staying there for a moment before retracting and revealed the next few words, "I like you a lot and I love you most,"
His words tugged on your heartstrings, similar to a lyra being strungged; you tried to snuggle against him more, hearing him breath and the slight sounds of purrs. No matter what, it seemed that his cat tendencies tends to stay.
"I love you too mi gato,"
This had been on my mind for quite awhile. Ever since the first time mahi posted her hcs to be exact.
Idk why i want to mention this but i have not watch a whisker away but i will, when i do, i will do and watch :)
Please look at how funny i wrote down this idea (=^･ω･^=)
Dolores was proud of her gift to be able to hear everything at crazy distances it was wonderful, however she became insomniac, her brother Camilo spent his nights writing speeches explaining how much Y/N was the woman of his life and that he wanted to be able to cherish her forever by marrying her
But ! The next day came once Camilo had rehearsed well all night preventing his sister from closing her eyes, while he was heading towards Y/N's house he stopped dead, trembling slightly then turning back, and reported that to the next day then the day after and it became ENDLESS
Deciding it couldn't go on, Dolores took matters into her own hands.
Convincing Y/N to free up her afternoon to be able to spend time with Camilo didn't bother her at all, after all Camilo was her friend... a very good friend, although sometimes she would have preferred to be more than his friend. Camilo, someone closer, more intimate .... just more
The hardest thing with Dolores' plan was getting her brother to confess his love.
Once arrived at the meeting point which was located on a beautiful hill, a tablecloth installed in the shade of a large tree with beautiful green leaves, accompanied by a beautiful cyan blue sky, no clouds on the horizon, Y /N was dressed in a beautiful blue dress with red borders and several decorations (media), well done, everything is perfect except for one rather important thing: Camilo
The poor guy was shaking, his sister tried to comb his hair and dress him in nice clothes that would be too much,and as he went to the meeting place he had all the worst scenarios that his mind could create
Arriving at the place he felt himself blushing when he saw Y/N sitting on the tablecloth with a book in his hand, he said to himself that it was really an admirable spectacle and for nothing in the world he would not give up his place, all of a sudden the stress he had accumulated disappeared and allowed his body to relax removing him from his position which gave the impression that he had a broom up his ass
He settled down, and for a good hour the two "friends" chatted and ate their picnic prepared by Camilo's aunt.
Camilo knew he had to go there he could not remain in uncertainty all his life, after multiple stuttering he finally managed to line up his words:
"Be mine, let me love you and I'll give you anything you want, you're the only one I need, I'm not asking for much, please give me the chance to 'get your love, more precious than anyone what a treasure I could have, he had finally made the choice to recite the very first speech he wrote, finding that it sounded good he was quite sure of himself, however once Camilo saw the big eyes that had his dear Y/N he felt his brain disconnect
~time skip
Once awake he sees Y/N's head above him, he understands that he has his head on his darling's lap
- I don't have a nice speech to make but I hope it will be enough, she began, but I love you too
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