more mini scenarios

*chokes on arepa*

*pats his back*geez, Camilo, don't die on me

don't tell me what to do, i'll die whenever the hell i want!

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my hands are cold

*holds hand*

you know what, for some strange reason my lips are getting cold too-

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your eyes are pretty

what?

i said your shoes are shitty!

*face palms*

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i hate you!

i hate me more!

~ silence ~

baby, we've talked about this..

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its 3am, why did you tell Dolores to send me over amor?

*jumps up and hugs him with tears running down their face* i love you..

*hugs back and kisses forehead*

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*walks up to Camilo, pushes his curls back and kisses his neck softly*

okay I forgive you but next time you eat my arepa, it will take more than a neck kiss for my forgiveness!

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i was sitting there, move.

*smirks* no.

f-fine then!

*sits on his lap*

*holds their waist* this is nice..

*blushes madly*