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solaroptile · 2 years

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hii!! i saw ur requests were open and wanted to ask for fluffy camilo x fem!reader??

basically reader is passive-aggressive to seemingly everyone (not kids but no one knows that bc kids r scared of her 😭) but camilo fell for her bc he always spotted her when she was calm looking at the moon and such so when he asked her to help with his chores at casita, she did it bc he helps her alot (even w/o her asking) and when they were done she spotted antonio who came up to her and asked her to play while camilo was distracted and when he found reader she was playing with antonio and his animals and confessed maybe ??

sorry it’s alot 😭😭

if u get to it tysm ❤️

this prompt is adorable i love it (i did change up the last bit just a little though so hope you're okay with that!)

camilo madrigal with a passive aggressive s/o || camilo x fem!reader

pairing(s): camilo x fem!reader

warnings: slight angst (and build up. so much build up)

word count: 4423

you've always been told your attitude is one the more derailing aspects of your personality. lucky for you, one little shapeshifter is willing to overlook your passive aggressive nature.

adults/18+ dni camilo's 15 just remember people go to jail for this

(requests for camilo, isabela, luisa and maribel are open! send in an ask at any time; requests already sent are being worked on <3)

"excuse me, dear, but would you mind taking this plate of empanadas down to señora mazia for me? she mentioned she wasn't feeling well this morning."

you raised an eyebrow at the request, shuffling the laundry basket you held in her hands to look your neighbor straight in the eye. "i'm busy right now. any reason you can't do it yourself?"

señorita yzma chuckled somewhat awkwardly, avoiding your cold gaze with a cough behind her blouse sleeve. "w-well, dear," she stuttered. "you see, i have been very busy with my chores today, and-"

you sighed, and ultimately decided to evade this conversation any longer by taking the plate from the woman's hand with a heavy huff. "it'll be done by sundown," you proclaimed harshly, and walked off without another word.

you weren't a fool. you've heard what the other townspeople have said about you, even ever since you were young; your reputation hadn't always been the best, to say the least.

"hey, isn't she the one who told off señora pala for having to help carry stuff for mirabel madrigal's quinceañera?"

"woah, you're right! wow, i didn't know people could be so mean."

"not to mention that one time she scared off the town's kids with her horrid temper."

"sometimes i can't even believe she's still allowed to live here."

you'd never done half the things they gossiped about. as you had learned from an early age, people loved to twist stories whether it be for personal gain or just entertainment purposes. it was horribly unfair.

however, unbeknownst to you, a certain camilo madrigal knew better.

you hadn't even known he was there that night. it had been quite the long day, having been forced to run all around the encanto to finish all of your chores before the sun fully set in the sky. (including señora mazia's empanadas- sure, they were a bit cold when they were finally delivered, but at least it was done.)

it was around midnight when you decided all of your responsibilities for the day had been completed, and you were exhausted. not only physically, but mentally. so, you had wondered, why not take some time to yourself?

it wasn't recently you had taken to watching the moon as a sort of release from your stress. you had actually developed this habit when you were much younger, when you were always belittled for your attitude towards other children your age. you had stomped off on your own one night, embarrassed and stressed out of your mind, and had accidentally stumbled across the most breathtaking cliff you've ever seen. it was just at the edge of the encanto, overlooking a sea of jungle and extravagant greenery. adorning this cliff, right above your head, sat a full moon in all of its magnificent glory. with this moon came a sudden sea of calm that washed over you, and you'd been hooked ever since.

today felt eerily similar to that night, and you decided to take some time to yourself. so, you snuck out of your home after you were certain the rest of your family was asleep, and began the trek to your beloved cliffside.

as soon as the moon appeared in full view you could feel your tense muscles relax immediately. you settled in your usual spot atop the cliff- a fetal position with your head tipped upwards- and begun your simple yet calming routine: staring at the moon, occasionally looking over to count all of the constellations you could recognize, then back at the moon again.

it was twenty, maybe thirty minutes into your moongazing session when you heard what sounded like a soft gasp from the edge of the clearing behind you. your head swerved to look for the source of the sound, only to see the slightest disturbance in a bush nearby. you rose to your feet to investigate the sound, but there was little to no trace of someone else being there other than the rustling of leaves and other quiet noises all throughout the jungle.

must've been an animal of some sort, you thought to yourself. but as you settled down in your spot once again you couldn't help but feel as if there was someone else watching the moon with you.

---

the days that followed after that night were... interesting, to say the least. somewhere along the line you had attracted the attention of the camilo madrigal, and to your surprise, he was very adamant that you notice his advances. you weren't sure why or even how he knew you existed, but you supposed you could play along.

at first, it was the small things. he had approached you one day seemingly out of the blue, a charming look in his eyes as he offered to take the laundry basket in your arms off your hands. you shrugged, assuming this was just one of the many times the madrigals were instructed to help citizens in the encanto and handed it off to him with a somewhat cold "they just have to be hung up" before wandering off to complete the rest of your chores for the day. still a bit suspicious, however, you looked over your shoulder the second you were about to turn the corner, and when you did so, camilo was happily pinning up each article of clothing with an almost dreamy smile on his face. you were slightly confused, yet now content that he would follow through on the rest of the laundry, and continued on.

the day after, camilo returned, and this time he seemed determined to follow you around similar to a lost puppy looking for its owner. it was certainly endearing, you decided, especially when he attempted to kill a fly or two meandering about near the top of your head as you worked. he offered to help from time to time, however at his displeasure you refused. while you appreciated the thought, you couldn't just rely on him to do everything for you.

plus, said a quieter yet still nagging thought at the back of your head, soon he'll realize you're just as mean as everyone says you are and decide you're not worth his time.

but, weirdly enough, as the days went on this thought was continuously proven to be wrong. nearly every day he offered to help you with your chores or simply followed you around. he chased off pesky bugs, covered conversations for you when it was excruciatingly apparent you weren't up for irritating small talk, or just simply watched you work with what appeared to be admiration glimmering in his olive gaze. not to mention the occasional questions about yourself and what you liked to do. nobody ever stayed around long enough to know half the things you mentioned in fleeting conversation with him. it was... different. unexpected.

so, when about three weeks passed and the time came for camilo to ask you to return the favor, you couldn't find it within you to say no.

"oh, mi alma! there you are. i've been looking all over the encanto for you." there it was again. the nicknames. they weren't all that prominent at first but recently it seemed as if you couldn't get through a single conversation without being called some form of an endearing name from the other.

"camilo, we talked about the nicknames." you put down the crate of oranges you were holding and turned to face him. as you did so you were greeted with a cheeky smile and eyes that made your heart feel like it was about to beat out of your chest. an usual feeling at least.

the shapeshifter hummed, leaning against the wall of the house next to you as you both talked. "i know, i know," he sighed. "but i'm just speaking the truth! how else would you be able to know how much i adore you?"

you'd be lying if you said your face didn't nearly flush at that. you turned your head slightly, assuring your cheeks were out of his field of vision before continuing on with stacking the rest of the crates in their proper places. "you don't have to do any of that," you muttered. "but if you're trying to butter me up you can help me move all these boxes."

camilo chuckled at that, and leaned forward to take the crate you were already holding in your arms in his own. "anything for you, mi vida." he saluted you with another smile and began going to work at your side. on occasion he shapeshifted into someone a bit stronger when he was struggling with carrying a crate, but most of the time when you looked over all you saw was a determined look in his eyes, as if he was trying to prove something. what exactly, you weren't quite sure.

you both worked in silence for a while, moving boxes of apples and various fruits and vegetables onto a small platform for someone to pick up later, before camilo cleared his throat and looked over at you. "say," he began. "mi mama wanted me to help out around casita this afternoon. i thought maybe i could ask you for help, since you-"

"so you were trying to butter me up."

"i-" camilo paused. "i wouldn't call it that. consider it a sort of sweet talking encouragement, eh?"

you rolled your eyes. "that's still the same thing, camilo."

"okay, maybe there was a bit of buttering up, but..." he trailed off with a quiet sigh. "well, would you mind helping out for a while? it wouldn't take all day."

camilo watched you with expectant eyes as you thought about his offer. eventually you sighed and shook your head in resignation. "alright, fine," you conceded. "consider it me paying you back for helping out all the time."

the shape shifter blinked in surprise when you agreed, almost as if he wasn't expecting you to do so. once he recovered from the initial shock camilo smirked cheekily and lifted one of the final boxes from its spot on the floor. "we better hurry then. i may have told mama that i'd only be a few minutes, so she might be a bit..."

a quiet flash of thunder sounded from the now cloudy skies above. "moody?" you sighed.

"just a little bit."

---

"okay, you stay here. i think the cleaning supplies are somewhere upstairs, and while i'd love for this to be the way i introduce you to my family, mama doesn't exactly know i asked you for help."

you raised an eyebrow. "wait. pepa doesn't know i'm here? couldn't you get in trouble for that?" you asked, receiving a laugh from camilo in response. "only if we get caught, mi vida." his sneaky grin wasn't exactly encouraging, but nonetheless you watched him wander off in search of whatever it is you needed to do the necessary chores. la casa madrigal didn't appear to look all that dirty, but you just assumed that was just one of the many magical properties the house contained.

you weren’t exactly known for your patience, and as a result it wasn't even 5 minutes before you started getting antsy. you'd never been in la casa madrigal, excluding some gift ceremonies when you were younger, so it was only now you could truly appreciate the wonder of the house. it was as if the walls and floors were thrumming with power beneath the surface, and you supposed that was entirely possible with how the house seemed to have a mind of its own. the soft smell of roses and other flowers surely grown by isabela added to the tingling sensation the house brought to your senses, and while not exactly calming, you found your irritation beginning to cease the longer you stayed in your spot on the tile floor.

it wasn't long until you spotted a hummingbird chirping happily at a single carnation plant nearby. you assumed it was just extracting nectar from the purple flower and decided to pay no mind, however as soon as you looked away from the animal a slight hum could be heard from its direction. it turned its head to face you, and flew off in a different direction of the house when you made eye contact. or, at least, what you assumed to be eye contact; its eyes were a bit small.

that was... weird, you thought to yourself, and eventually settled with your back to the wall as you waited for camilo to return.

"hi."

you jumped in surprise at the sudden sound, swerving to find where the voice came from only to be greeted with the sight of antonio madrigal. the little boy had a toucan on his left shoulder, and as you took in his appearance you noticed the same hummingbird from earlier was settled precariously on the top of his head.

"uh, hi." you blinked in mild surprise at the calm look on antonio's face. kids typically hated you from first glance, or even tried to pull pranks on you if they were brave enough. antonio, however, just looked at you with a sort of innocent curiosity. a surprising change, yet welcome.

you recovered from your initial astonishment incredibly quickly, and crossed your arms as the young madrigal gazed at you without saying a word. "can i help you?" you asked, an almost defensive tone to your voice as you despised when other people stared at you without warning. antonio just shrugged in response and reached his hand out, allowing the hummingbird to hop down and dangle itself on his finger.

"you wanna come play with us?" he finally asked. "mama's getting onto camilo for not cleaning his room earlier, and bella said you looked lonely."

"bella as in... the bird?" you questioned, sounding a bit hesitant. antonio nodded. "she also said you smelled like oranges."

you clicked your tongue. "oookay." while you weren't exactly keen, you could sense your heart growing softer the longer you looked at antonio and his animals. in all honesty, you had a huge soft spot for kids (not that anyone knew that due to all of the running and screaming the towns children did when they even looked at you) and this was the first time in quite a while one of them wasn't too scared to face you. plus, you coincided, it wouldn't be a bad idea to do something fun while waiting for camilo to return. you had heard him complain on occasion about how long pepa's scoldings could be, and while you weren't all that patient you would feel bad leaving without letting him know much less helping with any of the chores.

"uh, sure," you eventually decided, and it was as if your agreement caused antonio to light up with excitement. "let's go to my room! that's where all of my animals like to stay." he grabbed your wrist with both hands and began pulling you towards the stairs, and to your own surprise, you let him.

---

"so, what exactly did you want to do?" you and antonio were both sitting on the floor of the latter's room - tree? you weren't quite sure - and it was clear with the rigidness of your posture that you were unsure what exactly you were meant to be doing.

"miguel likes to chase sticks. you can throw one if you want." antonio seemed incredibly at ease compared to you, a sight that you would rather die than admit made you envious. the animals inhabiting his room almost seemed to coddle him, as they were constantly circling or snuggling up against him as if he was one of their own. it was certainly an interesting sight to behold.

"right. and miguel is?..." antonio pointed behind your shoulder. "miguel's the jaguar," he explained, and it took everything in your power not to jump out of your skin. "the... jaguar." you repeated, voice hollow as what the little boy said processed in your mind.

antonio blinked, as if he was questioning why you seemed so hesitant. "yeah. he gets really playful, but he's nice as long as you don't tease him too much."

it was then you decided to turn around, and was greeted to the sight of a jaguar not even half your height sitting down. its eyes were a hazy green (not at all reminiscent of a certain madrigal. of course not) and its gaze seemed to pierce through you as it stared. while looking the small cat in the eyes was intimidating, you couldn't help but feel your heart melt at the sight of it.

"oh. hello there," you cooed, and as if he could understand what you were saying miguel purred as loud as his tiny body would let him and curled his tail tightly around your wrist. you hesitated once again as the jaguar stood, its tail still coiled around you, and stared almost expectantly at a single branch at the ground. you glanced over at antonio, and once you received a nod of encouragement, leaned over to pick up the stick and threw it across the wooden platform. in a split second miguel darted after the large twig in a flurry of tan and black fur. it was only a moment you had to wait before he was back at your side, the stick retrieved and now in his jaw and an excited look in his gleaming eyes.

you exhaled softly in astonishment. you hadn't expected him to come back so quickly, and especially with such speed. it didn't take you much prompting to throw the branch again, and again, with miguel pursuing after it every time. eventually a few more animals joined the excitement, and you could only watch in silent amazement as coatis, capybaras and even a toucan or two playfully tussled to be the one successful in bringing the stick back to you.

eventually the crowd of animals chasing after the toy grew immense, and it wasn't long before in their haste to bring the stick back to you that they were too excited to slow down and a sea of fur and ears barreled into you at full speed. you fell to the ground with a loud "oof", just barely biting back a swear as your head hit wooden planks. a ring of animals crowded around you, some squawking in surprise and what you interpreted to be concern, others still panting excitedly at the wild chase of attempting to capture the toy. for a split second you struggled to sit upwards, but the animals waited until you were back in your proper sitting position before diving towards you yet again.

"woah, woah, calm down! hey, that's my hair- ow, miguel! stop, your claws hurt-" a loud laugh elicited from your throat as you struggled to push the animals off of you. "here, go get the stick!" somewhere within the mix your hands made contact with the object of their attraction, and you threw it in a random direction in an attempt to prompt your attackers to follow. a toucan squawked loudly as it watched the stick fly in the air, taking off to meet where it had landed. the other animals immediately followed suit, excluding the pesky jaguar who still had its claws pinned to the sleeve of your blouse. "alright, c'mon, get off-"

the jaguar ignored your prompting, instead choosing to dig its head into the crook of neck and pawing at your stomach as it fought to unleash itself from the fabric. you laughed again, a soft smile on your face as you unhooked its claws with a gentle hand. once it was free the animal purred loudly and ran off to join its friends, leaving you sighing in relief.

"oh, hi, camilo!"

your body froze at the sound of antonio's call of greeting. you turned your head towards the door where you had entered the room minutes before, and you let out an almost silent squeak when you spotted the shapeshifter staring at you from a few feet away. his jaw seemed to be attempting to drop to the floor, eyes unblinking and wide, and you shrunk back under the intensity of his gaze. for some reason it felt as if you were caught doing something you shouldn't have, and you could feel the temperature in your cheeks steadily growing hotter as you registered just how vulnerable and at ease you had truly been in the moment. it was an unusual feeling for you, especially to display in front of others, so the feeling of being "caught" was almost overwhelming.

"i- um. hi," camilo spoke, and he almost seemed to move in slow motion. "i was coming here to ask if you knew where she was, but..." he trailed off.

you sat in shock for just a few moments, still attempting to register what raw emotion you had just displayed, before hastily clearing your throat and rising to your feet. "well, antonio, it was great talking to you and your animals, but it looks like camilo needs me now, so i think i'll get going-"

"actually, mi vida. do you mind if we, uh. go on just a quick walk? i just need to grab... something." it was then you realized camilo's face was incredibly flushed. from his cheekbones up to his nose the boy was peppered with a rosy blush, and you would be an idiot not to notice the sudden stutters in the other's voice. this caused your own blush to coat your cheeks, and internally you felt your panic begin to surge with embarrassment. "yeah, i can- okay, sure. um, nice meeting you properly, antonio. take care of miguel for me, and all of that!-"

and with that you raced out of the door, waiting not even a split second for camilo to trail behind you before walking off towards what you believed to be the back door of the house. "hey, mi vida! wait up a bit-" you immediately skid to a stop, turning around to make sure camilo wasn't that far behind only to feel him collide into your back at full force. "oh, ouch-" he groaned, reeling back and nearly running into a pillar just a few inches behind him.

"camilo, are you okay? i swear, i didn't mean to-" you turned and grasped his face in your hands, pure adrenaline and embarrassment coursing through your veins as you searched for any injuries. you didn't register the close proximity between you two until your worried gaze met his astonished olive eyes, and released him from your grasp almost immediately.

"sorry, sorry. okay, this is getting us nowhere." you took a few steps away from the shapeshifter, allowing yourself a moment to breathe as you both attempted to register just what exactly was happening. camilo seemed to gain his bearings rather quickly for just smashing his nose against your shoulder blade, and flashed you a charming yet soft grin.

"ay, amor," he murmured, the nickname causing a white hot rush of energy to leave tingles across your already burning cheeks. "no need to get so hasty. if you wanted to be so close, you could've just asked."

you gave the boy a sharp glare, crossing your arms across your chest indignantly in an attempt to save some of your dignity. "c'mon," you muttered. "let's just get this last thing you were talking about and get these chores over with. today's been tiring enough as is."

"actually, i, um, need to talk to you about something first." you rose an eyebrow at camilo's sudden change in tone. "okay," you said slowly. is pepa kicking me out? i swear, i knew it would be a bad idea to help without asking-"

camilo quickly shook his head. "no, none of that," he reassured, and reached over to take his hands in yours. "i just..." the shapeshifter took a sharp breath. "i just need you to listen, and try not to run away again. it's just me and you. no one else, alright?"

you hesitated before nodding slowly. "alright. go ahead," you breathed, and a sharp pang of anxiety hit you square in the heart as camilo cleared his throat. this was it, your brain told you. he saw that side of you and now he wants nothing to do with you. you knew it was all going to fall apart and yet you still got close-

"mi vida. amor. you are- how do i even begin to describe you? you're intelligent, and independent, and strong. you're not afraid to defend yourself, even when no one else seems to be listening to you. i've seen you work, and it's just... it's hard to describe how much i admire you. you always talked about how much you disliked my nicknames, but i couldn't help myself; the hidden smile on your face that you had whenever i used them was too tempting to not try and draw out. and then in antonio's room, with the animals. you just looked so... carefree. happy, even, and i-" camilo took a breath. "i want to make you laugh and smile like you did for them. every day, if you give me the chance. to cherish you and the look in your eyes you get every time you see something you like, and even the way you lash out when you're stressed. for you, i'd be willing to sit through any scathing remark you have. not to mention your beauty; you, mi amor, are breathtaking. i guess what i'm trying to say is... will you give me the privilege of taking you out on a date?"

it was if a cord inside you snapped. as soon as the last word left camilo's mouth you launched yourself forward, wrapping him in your arms and squeezing as tight as you could. for the first time since you were young, you finally felt seen. someone appreciated you for you, and that raw fact was so overwhelming you didn't even bother attempting to quell the tears threatening to spill across your cheeks. camilo flinched, not expecting the embrace, but quickly wrapped himself around you as well, shushing you quietly as you sobbed.

"is..." your body heaved with the effort to speak, and you pressed your face deeper into the crook of his neck. "is all of that true?" you eventually whispered, and camilo let out a soft murmur of affirmation. "every word," he spoke, and those two little words made the many, many walls you built over the years crumble.

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estrxlar · 3 years

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The Ghost Of You

20 - You’re Finally Mine

This chapters songs:

I Follow You; Melody's Echo Chamber

Hot Rod; Dayglow

My Jinji; Sunset Rollarcoaster

- Y. L. Perspective

I let out a low groan, attempting to stretch out my arms and legs. But when I touched Koshi's, I remember that we were latched onto each other. Throughout the night, I hadn't imagined that sleeping with him would be so peaceful. His gentle hands holding me against him, the way a simple hum would run vibrations throughout his chest, and best of all: being able to look at such a lovely face to wake up to.

He pays my back gently, followed by his gentle voice. "Y/n? Are you awake?"

I open my eyes slightly to peek at him. A very bright sun ray showered his grey hair and fair skin. "Hm? Yes, I am now." Shoving my face back into his chest, I sigh. "What time is it?"

"It's ten. I'm sorry for waking you, but Isao is wondering if you want breakfast," Koshi explains briefly.

I blink a few times to refresh my mind, nodding slightly. Was his brother serious about making our food? That was something I hadn't experienced in a while. I usually made things for myself or ate leftovers for breakfast.

After Koshi dismisses his little brother, he proceeded to pat my back as if I were falling back asleep. "How did you sleep? I hope I wasn't bothering you all night," he asks me.

"Pretty good. I was very comfortable." A smile appeared on my face without any effort. I trail my fingers across his collarbone under his t-shirt, thankful that my first night with Koshi was as calming as sleeping through the rain. "What about you?"

I was hoping that I hadn't kicked him or done something embarrassing while I was asleep. The risk was a high percentage, especially since I'd spent the night mostly laying on his chest.

But Koshi didn't say much. He only gave me a very warning smile and tightened his hands upon my waist, maneuvering closer towards me. Curious yet scared of what he would do, I grew frantic, feeling my face heat up while he did so. And finally, he closed his eyes, brushing his lips against mine, before kissing me gently.

My hands rushed up to his face as my shoulders stiffened. Such a sudden action made my heart beat out of its chest, I was sure he could hear it.

Unfortunately, he ended our kiss after a few seconds, pulling away from me slightly.

"So, I'm guessing that's a yes?" I manage to let out a few words in my tired voice. Koshi nods, sitting up from his spot.

That was the first time I'd woken up in his bed while lying next to him. And boy, did I cherish that moment as if it were impossible to forget.

"Good morning, Ms. L/n," Isao chimes as Koshi and I walk into the kitchen with our zombie-like behaviors.

Nonetheless, I smile at the boy, happy to be seeing his familiar face. I was beginning to grow on him and his playful personality. I bow and greet him a good morning as well, before Koshi bumps his hip into mine, laying a hand on my back. "Y/n, you don't have to bow every time you see them." He says to me, making me shoot up to stand straight.

"Uh, sorry! I guess it's just an impulse I do to people," I explain myself, followed by Isao's sweet laughter.

"That's alright! I was just about done," he says, placing a small piece of fish onto a pile of a couple of other pieces. Next to the grill pan was some white rice and a pot of miso soup.

The smell fills my nose and I begin to build up my appetite. "Oh, okay! Would you like me to get started on some tea?" I hurry to the other side of the kitchen and attempt to search for a pot. But of course, Koshi stands there with one in his large hands, grinning at me.

"You're our guest, Ms. L/n! Please, sit." Isao carries the plate of rice and fish to the table, accompanied by a few bowls of miso soup. I hadn't been welcomed with such a normal morning breakfast in so long. Not even my friends' parents treated me like this. But mostly because we were all family to each other.

I could only hope that I didn't look too bad. I had changed into some pajama pants and a smaller shirt so I wouldn't look like a homeless man walking around such a nice house. But freshening up my hair, breath, and face could only do so much. As for Koshi, he still looked as beautiful as ever in the mornings.

I make myself comfortable in the same chair I'd say in the previous night, waiting for Koshi and Isao to join me. After they did, I said my thanks, and we began to eat our breakfast.

To my surprise, Isao wasn't half bad at making food. In fact, it was very delicious. Mostly because I hadn't had such a good breakfast meal in what felt like a million years.

"So!" Isao cleared his throat with a gulp of green tea.

"How did you love birds sleep?"

The boy clapped his hands enthusiastically. The nickname made me cringe on the inside, but I simply chuckled lightly and shrugged my shoulders. "Pretty good. You guys have such a lovely home," I comment, replied with a nod from Isao.

"Yeah, yeah. So your band; are you guys popular and all? Sorry, I know that probably isn't what you might want to talk about, but I'm interested in Koshi's new girlfriend," he says, followed by one of Koshi's passive-aggressive throat clearings.

I eye both of them, smiling awkwardly while swallowing my food. "Uhm, it's okay. We're fairly known by a few people at school and some family. Our discography is small since we mostly produce covers or requests we receive from our amount of fans."

It was obvious that Isao was very excited about having a musician in his house. I was only worried that Koshi would grow tired of talking about music. So, I take the wheel of questions and begin my mission to find out more about his family.

"What about you? Are you interested in any sports or art hobbies?" I ask, wiping my hands on one of the small towelettes he gave me earlier.

Isao nods. "Kind of! I like messing around with the drums now and then. But I mostly did a lot of volleyball back in middle school."

I hadn't thought about how old Isao might have been. Curious, I ask, "wait—how old are you? I didn't know you were in high school."

Little did I know that it wasn't something Koshi and Isao weren't up to talk about that subject, for they glanced at each other with surprised looks. "Uh...I should be starting in-person high school after the summer break. Right now, I've been doing homeschooling."

"Oh..that must be nice!" I attempt to lighten the mood a bit. "Are you excited? You get to experience a lot of new and fun things in high school. I'm positive you'll find something you like. Do you plan on going to Karasuno or...?"

"Yeah, I do. I only wish Koshi could have been a second year so we could be closer together!"

The mentioned man coughs while drinking his tea, wiping it soon after. "Uhm, don't worry. I have a couple of people who'll be looking out for you." I assumed he was talking about the volleyball team. Isao would no doubt fit in with those guys.

"You said that you're going to the states after graduation. Is that true?" The sudden question makes both Koshi and me choke on our rice. The only time that I would ever discuss the matter was with my friends. I was always afraid that talking about it in front of him would cause problems between us.

Noticing I grew uncomfortable, Koshi interrupts with yet another question. "Would you like to come with me to Y/n's concert? It's not much of a concert...more of a competition for bands. But if it's okay with her, I could take you with me. I know we'd both love to see her perform live, right?"

Isao practically jumps at the statement. "Wow—really?! Of course! Can we go, Ms. L/n?" He looks at me with big puppy eyes in excitement. How could I have said no?

Proud, I nod to the boy. "Sure thing. But you've gotta be careful in the crowds. There will be lots of people there."

The rest of breakfast was used as a way for Isao and I to get to know each other. Though they came from the same mother and father, Koshi and he were two very different people. It could have been that they got different types of acknowledgment from their parents, or they coped with their mother in different ways. He sure seemed like a rowdy boy. Very charismatic, curious, and a top-notch smart ass.

Koshi and I helped tidy up the kitchen, he notified us he would be going over to a friend's house. I was only to assume that this friend was like family to him, for Koshi dismissed him as if it were nothing. After that, we decided to begin getting ready for the training camp.

A/n: If you come across messages from the guys that sound cringe it's only because I'm trying to make them sound realistic aka what they would actually text like😭

Crow crew

Daichi

Hope everyone is heading to the gym soon

Let's try not to give Takeda a hard time this weekend. He's been treating us very kindly these past few weeks.

Tanaka

Yeah man he got us a really cool new manager

haha thanks

Asahi

Who's ####

Tanaka

I just said

Really cool new manager

Aka Sugas gf

Koshi

Istg

Noya

R u serious my brother😕

So you just take every girl you see now

Asahi

Suga didn't tell me that:0

Koshi

The way we haven't even been together for 24 hours and you somehow managed to figure it out

Tanaka

WAIT IT IS TRUE-

Daichi

This is literally supposed to be a group

chat meant for volleyball only

Leave Koshi's personal life alone and mind your own business guys

Noya

Don't be so uptight 🗣

Y/n I thought you liked me 💔

What about all that stuff you told me under the cherry blossom tree

Daichi

Noya oh my god

Asahi

Wow, this escalated!!

Daichi

Where are you guys, heading to the school hopefully?

Koshi

Y/n and I just left the house

Is Kiyoko there yet guys

Kiyoko

Almost :))

Meet me in the girl's locker room

Noya

HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT

Tanaka

What lmao

Tanaka

YOU SUMMONED HER

Noya

YEAH SHOW US YOUR WAYS DARK LORD

Bc I'm god( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Ennoshita

Hey everyone

At the gym👌🏻

Yamaguchi

Good afternoon!!🌞

THE EMOJI WXBISJS

Yamaguchi

SHSHSHS

Tsukishima

it's gay

Noya

You're gay

Tsukishima

Wtf lmao no I'm not shut up

Tanaka

You've triggered something

Daichi

Stop it guys

Hinata

OMG I WOKE UP LATE

Koshi

Uhh

Try to get to the gym fast

Asahi

Hey you shouldn't text and drive

Tanaka

Especially when you got your girl in the passenger seat🤨

Koshi

Don't worry guys it's me

[image of you and Koshi in the car]

Kageyama

who's dirivng

Yamaguchi

Driving* and Koshi is obviously driving in the picture🙄

Kageyama

Im talk shout the training camp

Daichi

Takeda, he's taking his van like always

Hinata

CAN WE BRING SNACKS PLEASE???

Daichi

Yes but not to eat in the car bc I don't wanna cause Takeda any issues with having to clean it

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That's fine with me!! Hinata can bring snacks( ◠‿◠ )

Is that Takeda Senseis number

Tanaka

Yes

Koshi

Pls try not to make a big deal of Y/n and I

Noya

Why wouldn't we💀

it's not even that huge + I'm sure you guys don't care that much

Tsukishima

Yeah I don't

Tanaka

Cmon noya that's one of kiyokos best friends we can't be mean😥

Noya

SHEEESH alr see you guys soon

—

- K. S. Perspective

"...are you telling me that she's coming with us?" I look at Daichi with a very serious face, afraid of what he would respond with.

I thought it was flattering that Eclair wanted to spend her afternoons at volleyball practice with the team. But was it appropriate to have her come with us to the weekend training camp?

Daichi sighed. "Well, she did ask Takeda and I beforehand and we didn't have it in us to tell her no. Besides, she is a big help to us. She's been doing a lot more than talk to the second years as of recently. Don't you think you're worrying too much about it? I'm sure she won't make a move on you again, especially now that you've got a girlfriend."

"She doesn't know that, dammit." I cross my arms and sink into my seat. I knew that she wouldn't take the news lightly when she found out. If I were lucky, she would last her entire stay in Japan without knowing.

He sighs again, adjusting himself in the seat. "Koushi, just fall asleep. We'll be there in only an hour."

It didn't hurt me that Daichi didn't want to talk about Eclair. She was draining, after all. I prayed that she wouldn't be causing issues during this weekend. The last thing I needed was another inconvenience.

Instead of sitting with Kiyoko the way she usually did, she had to sit alone. Eclair insisted she take her spot next to Kiyoko, but Y/n didn't want to make a big deal of it.

As the bus began driving off into the evening, I look over to the girl, observing her tired eyes as they wander over the valleys outside. Did she mind being alone? I wasn't sure. All I knew was that I wanted more than anything to sneak over to her seat when no one was looking. To have her head rest nicely on my shoulder.

'Would anyone even notice if I were gone?' I think to myself, checking if my best friend was still awake. Sure enough, he was dozing off against the window, giving me an open spot to sneak up next to her.

Careful not to be noticed by Takeda or any other volleyball members, I crouch over to the seat in front of mine. Y/n looks over in a flash, taking both her earphones out. "Kou, what are you doing? Are you allowed to sit next to me?" She whispers to me before the two of us lock eyes.

"I have no clue, but you look tired," I say to her as she closes her eyes and smiles gently. The orange-colored sunlight showered down on her beautiful features, making my heart melt right there in the moment. Desperate to feel her, I bump her head with my shoulder, offering her a personal pillow. She happily accepts and fits right between my left collar bone, making me beam with joy. I pay close attention to her small flinch when I began to ever so gently squeeze her thigh lovingly. Dear Y/n was finally all mine and no one else's, finally. Of course, I knew she belonged to herself and had personal boundaries that I wouldn't dare cross. She was an independent and reluctant girl after all. But my girl. One I would love forever and ever.

Yes I still added fluff at the end what abt it😾

Ily pls note and comment I read every single comment you guys give me and it makes me seriously so happy

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