~kiss her fool~

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Camilo quietly stared at the saplings, head tucked between his knees as he observed the plant in silence. The boy reaches out to gently touch the newly grown leaves, fascinated by its soft yet oddly rough texture.

The shapeshifter blinked in confusion as a looming shadow blocked his prize possession from its much-needed sunlight.

"It's going to burn into a crisp if you don't bring it inside." Isabella scoffed, leaning down to take the pot that served as a home for the growing flowers, blatantly ignoring her cousin's protests.

"Ai callate-!" He yelps when he feels a vine smack his left shoulder. He turns to glare at the vicious plant while it simply slithered away.

He huffed, rubbing his shoulder as he moved his eyes to watch his oldest cousin placing the saplings on the ground. The woman smiled upon the magical house known as casita, who happily moved the flower pot to a nearby window sill.

"Carnations need 4 to 6 hours of sunlight, not a whole cook-out." Isabella states, moving her hand in a circular motion as flowers began to bloom around Camilo.

"How did you know-" Isabella sent him a dead stare, an eyebrow raised in amusement. Camilo mentally slapped himself for his idiocy.

"Oh, cierto, your gift." The boy murmured, picking a flower off the ground in pure curiosity. He twirled it around with his calloused fingers as he inspected it.

"These are new, what do they mean?" Camilo asks, holding it out to Isabella. He tilts his head in confusion as the woman in question stifles a laugh.

"Those are Geraniums, they mean stupidity."

"Hey!"

Isabella cackled in response, hunching down at the sound of Camilo's annoyed grumbles.

"Espera, it's my turn to ask the questions!" She wheezed out, straightening her back as she flipped her hair to the side.

"I don't want to hear another word." Camilo muttered, throwing the flower at his cousin.

"Oh please, you tease me all the time." The woman rolled her eyes at his antics, watching Camilo stand up from his spot "Now, mind telling me who you're confessing to?"

Camilo coughed, pounding a fist on his chest as he nervously chuckled.

"I don't know what you mean-"

"You and I both know what I mean mi primo." Isabella retaliated, pointing to the saplings that gently swayed with the summer breeze. Look closely enough, and one will see a red bud beginning to bloom right before them.

Red Carnations, they symbolized pure love and affection.

"Well, it's none of your business." Camilo sassed, walking past his cousin. However, before he could enter the door, a hand on his chest makes him pause in his tracks.

"What-"

"Don't be a fool, tell her you think she's cool." Isabella interrupted, slightly turning her head towards the younger.

"This girl is clearly different if you aren't even asking me to grow these flowers for you." Isabella muttered, letting her hand fall to her side. He stayed silent, listening intently as Isabella placed a hand on her hip.

"Don't be afraid, dreams aren't found Camilo, or even foretold by tío Bruno," She told, staring off to the sun that nestled behind the white clouds.

"They're made." Camilo's breath hitched at her words.

"You've only got one chance kid, make it worth while." She pats him on the shoulder before heading off to where she heard her mother call her name.

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Curse his prima.

"Watch out!" The shapeshifter shouted, turning into a small child to dodge the townsfolk in his path.

He frantically looked down to see the saplings still intact, the plants bouncing up and down due to the speed he was going at.

Sighing in relief, the teenager continued to march his way through the crowd, eyes wide for a certain girl.

"Camilo?" There it was, your melodic voice. He skidded in his tracks, shapeshifting back into himself before he turned to you.

"There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you." Camilo exclaimed, his voice exasperated from all the running.

"I could tell." You teased, smiling at him lovingly. Camilo chuckled nervously, fixing his posture.

Was his heart racing due to the running? Or was it because of your presence, he wasn't so sure. Whatever the reason is, he feels like he could run for miles with how much energy your smile gave him.

"What's that?" You pointedly ask, eyes on the flower pot he was holding. He bit his bottom lip, swiftly moving the pot behind him.

"I'll get to that, but first let's go somewhere private, hm?"

He watched as you furrow your eyebrows in suspicion, growing anxious at the fact you might say no. Though his worries were washed away like a tidal wave as you nodded your head slowly.

"I just might know a place."

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You've only got one chance.

Camilo took a deep breath as he followed you out of town. The boy looked around, enthralled by the natural beauty around him.

"We're almost there!" You shout, jumping over the jagged rocks that crossed your path.

His gaze landed back on you, the grip on his pot tightening.

"Mhm."

He really was about to do this wasn't he? You two have been friends for nearly 2 years now, and within that span of time he fell for you deep.

He was cautious at first, all the meaningless winks and flirty remarks he shared with other girls were pointless when it came to you.

Every time he shared a laugh with you, every time you held his hand, every time you said his name with so much happiness laced in your tone, made his heart flutter each time.

Hell, even by just hearing your name in a conversation is able to make him smile wide.

He couldn't help but gravitate towards you, something about your presence made it so addictive that he wanted a taste each time he hung out with you.

And when he saw you, giving him a hand-made chameleon plush with a shy smile on his 14th birthday, he just knew he couldn't live without you by his side.

You were the sunshine that gave the light to his sunflower. He sighed, looking down at his still-growing Carnations.

Dios mio, he was absolutely hopeless.

"Anddd, this is our stop."

He looked up to see where he was, eyes widening when he realized this was the same place where you took him to on his birthday.

He looked around for a bit, reminiscing the times when the two of you would run around the grassy fields till the day sets.

Laying on one the many flower patches that covered the area as you told stories to one another, still full of energy even after all the running and chasing.

"I'm guessing you still remember?" You say, eyes still on the enchanting environment around the two of you.

He scoffed, almost offended at your sentence.

"How could I ever forget?"

You hummed, standing on the soles of your feet. You turn to face him, nudging your head to the pot he held.

"Mind explaining what you got there parcero?"

This was it.

"Yeah." Camilo said, shaking his sandals to get the nerves off his body.

"Princesa, there's been something I've been meaning the tell you."

You raised an eyebrow, puckering up your lips as a sign for him to continue.

"I like you, and not in a way that friends do." Camilo said, his shoulders tensing at the words he plans to say next.

"Ever since I've met you I've been enchanted by your beauty, your energy, your- well everything!" He cringed slightly, hating how he stumbled on his own words.

"And- I know most guys would probably give out a bouquet right about now, and I should've prepared better to be honest with you." He chuckled, holding out the flower pot to you.

"But if you're willing, do you want to you take care of these flowers until they fully bloom with me?"

You've only got one chance.

You stood there, mouth agape in shock as you look down at the saplings that stare happily back at you.

"Are these Carnations?"

"Sí, red ones at that! They symbolize love and-" He closes his mouth quick when he noticed you moving to go grab the pot out of his grasp.

He looks at you anxiously, waiting for your response. He freezes at the sight of tears brimming around the rim of your wrinkled eyes due to the wide smile you wore.

You sniffled, giggling slightly as you caressed the clay pot with your thumb, holding it with so much gentleness as if it would break within the moment it touches your hand.

"I'd love to take care of these flowers with you Camilo."

What-

"Really?!" His eyes lit up in excitement, stuffing his hands in his pockets. You nod enthusiastically at him.

Holy sh-

"Oh! One second."

He turns around, pumping his fists in the air as he celebrated his small victory, screaming at the top of his lungs. You bark out a laugh, clutching the pot in you hands as you shook your head in amusement.

He swiftly faces you once more, eyes glimmering in excitement.

"May I mi sol?"

You scoffed, gripping his collar with one hand and pulling him in.

"Do you even need to ask mi girasol?" You teased, leaning in slightly.

Kiss her you fool.

A bud of a red Carnation sprouted that day.

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