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Assistant: Title: She's More To Me
        Author: ScarfOfStars ScarfOfStars 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: Camilo worked hard to throw the best birthday party imaginable for Mirabel. Will tonight be the night he confesses his feelings - both to her, and to himself?A quick, fluff-filled CamiMira (Camilo x Mirabel) one-shot for Mirabel's birthday!
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              Camilo worked hard to throw the best birthday party imaginable for Mirabel. Will tonight be the night he confesses his feelings - both to her, and to himself?A quick, fluff-filled CamiMira (Camilo x Mirabel) one-shot for Mirabel's birthday!
            
        


  





    
        
          
  “Feliz cumpleaños, Mirabel!” the room full of happy friends and family cheered. A bright smile covered the young girl’s face as she finished blowing out her candles. Or maybe the term young woman would be more appropriate; she’d grown up into such a beautiful young woman. Already eighteen! How time had flown by. The girl’s sweet smile could light up a whole room, and brighten someone’s day in an instant. Camilo spent a lot of time planning this surprise birthday party for his prima. In fact, it was the first party he’d planned out entirely on his own, wanting to make sure everything was exactly perfect for Mirabel’s big day. What he wanted more than anything was to see her eyes light up, and her lips form into a smile.

  Camilo threw his arms around Mirabel in a tight embrace, nuzzling at her long, curly brown hair tied back in a ponytail. “Thank you so much for this awesome party!” Mirabel said to him, returning the hug. As much as Camilo had tried to keep the festivities a secret, she had already seen it coming from a mile away. Camilo had been avoiding any mention of her birthday for weeks now, utterly shocking Mirabel with how inept he was at hiding things from her. “And thank you for coming, everyone. It means a lot to me.”

  “Aw c’mon Cami, stop hogging the birthday girl,” Luisa exclaimed, laughing, as she grabbed onto the back of Camilo’s ruana to pull him back. The newfound space between them made room for Dolores and Isabela to sneak in a hug for Mirabel as well. 

  “You’ve grown up so quickly,” Isabela said with an almost sickeningly sweet affection in her voice. “It’s hard to believe. I mean, it feels like just yesterday that we were thanking you for everything you did to help us and the Casita.”

  “Saying it like that just makes you sound like an old woman, Isa,” Camilo joked, making Isabela roll her eyes. 

  Isabela released Mirabel from her hug, putting her hands on her hips while she glared at their primo. “Ooh, you never grow up, do you?!” Her eyes narrowed, but Camilo just offered a cheeky grin in response. 

  “Not like you, old lady Isabela,” he said in a lighthearted tone.

  “Okay, enough, no fighting on Mirabel’s big day.” Luisa pushed the two apart to prevent an all out war from breaking out. It wasn’t that Isabela and Camilo never got along, but… the jovial words Camilo threw at her carefully masked the frustration he still hadn’t gotten over towards Isabela for her attitude towards Mirabel. Isabela, too, had a not-so-well-hidden distaste for Camilo that was fueled by her bond with Mirabel as well, though in her case, it was because she saw the way her cousin felt for Mira. Some might say it was just protective sisterly nature to want to chase away any suitors, though more than one person had also wondered if Isabela’s feelings were stronger than she’d let on.

  Their constant bickering was amusing to watch, at the very least.

  Mirabel stifled a laugh as she watched the two of them. Over the past few years, she’d both changed and stayed the same in many ways. She retained that same spunky personality, the spark in her eyes covered by green-framed glasses, the can-do attitude, and what Camilo had described as a musical tone to her laughter that never died out. But her longer hair, more pronounced curves, and overall more mature appearance made Camilo’s heart flutter more and more with each passing day.

  The two were so close that they were practically like siblings. Camilo knew without a doubt that Mirabel was someone who he wanted to protect. It seemed so far off now, but it was most likely that day that their Casita had collapsed and Mirabel disappeared without a word that he realized just how precious she was to him. That was when he knew just how much he wanted to protect her, and he’d stuck by her side as much as he could since then.

  One drunken night, Camilo had challenged Luisa’s strength and Isabela’s overprotectiveness, saying that he’d make a better big brother for Mirabel than either of her actual sisters combined. Thus began Isabela’s watchful eye over Camilo to prevent any funny business, as well as a fight over who was the best guardian for Mirabel. A highly intoxicated Mirabel had simply hugged them all at once and said, “You’re all the best! All the Madrigals are the best! The amazing Madrigals!” …After which she passed out while still clinging to a smug-looking Camilo that was secretly pleased it was him that she’d face-planted into.

  Every moment he spent with her was precious. Everything she did was charming. Everything from the mature Mirabel who looked after his little brother Antonio like a caring mama to the still childish Mirabel that would play pranks on poor Bruno with him. Each and every side of her was a wonder to behold. Even the way her cheeks would be tinted with a reddish glow when he’d put his arm around her and say, “Mira is the one who saved the miracle! Bet you’re jealous she’s my prima and not yours, huh?” 

  …Come to think of it, when was it that those feelings changed?

  “Come and dance with me, my sweet Mira!” He offered an overly dramatic, flirtatious bow, and she laughed as she took his hand.

  When did ‘my prima’ become ‘my Mira’?

  “That guy is definitely going to confess tonight,” Luisa commented. “Look at him, he’s all over her.”

  When did it become so obvious that people had practically begun making bets on when he would admit his feelings?

  “Oh, please,” Isabela scoffed. “He’s still a kid. He hasn’t even realized his own feelings yet.”

  When was it that everyone else knew so clearly how he felt except for him?

  “You look beautiful tonight,” Camilo complimented Mirabel as he twirled her around on the dance floor, taking a moment to breathe in how breathtakingly her new dress spun along with her and then hugged her curves for a brief moment at the end of a movement before fluttering away again. 

  “Lookin’ pretty handsome yourself, Cami!” Her lips curled up into a smile - such beautiful lips, so soft, so– 

  …Yeah, it was probably before Camilo had even begun to notice it, but before long those feelings did begin to change. Not growing weaker, but changing into something different. Watching her at her birthday, seeing her smiling at everyone, that was when he knew for sure what everyone around the pair had already realized – she was more than just a prima to him. And as their dance ended and he was pulled off to dance with Pepa while she danced with Julieta, he found his gaze still drawn to her, and he finally thought it to himself: 
  
    ‘I’m in love with Mirabel.’
  
  
  “Thank you again for the great party. You really went all out.” Mirabel linked her arm with Camilo’s while he walked her back to her room. “I don’t think I’ve seen a dance that lively since Antonio got his gift!”

  “Ahh, it was nothing,” he replied, though pride seeped into his voice. It was true, the party had been a huge success, even better than he’d hoped. “I can’t believe Isabela’s Arequipe actually turned out so good.”

  “She takes after Mama. Sooner or later, it’ll be Isa’s arepas you’re stealing.”

  “No way. Tia Julieta will always be the best when it comes to cooking. That’s why 
  
    she
  
   was the one who made the birthday cake.” Mirabel chuckled at the indignant tone in Camilo’s voice, and the moment her laughter hit his ears, he grinned. Such a pretty laugh.

  “Y’know, Isabela really isn’t that bad,” Mirabel reminded him. “Sure, we had our issues, but she’s made it up to me plenty of times over. You could stand to be a little nicer to her.”

  Camilo sighed in reply. “Maybe I’d be nicer to her if she’d quit monopolizing your time. I mean, really, the rest of the family barely gets any time with you when Isabela is around.”

  “Isa said the same about you.” Mirabel smirked at him, bumped her hip against his playfully and he feigned stumbling off-balance. “You dork! One of these days you’re gonna fall over for real and I won’t bother to catch you because of all the times you joked around.”

  “Nah, you’ll always catch me. You’re too sweet and soft to let me fall.” Camilo reached out and pushed a stray strand of her hair out of her eyes. “You’ve… really grown a lot in the last few years.”

  “You mean my hair?” she asked, a self-conscious hand touching her curls. “Heh… long hair doesn’t really suit me, does it?”

  “Doesn’t suit you!? It looks great!” Camilo insisted without a hint of hesitation. Complimenting her was so easy. It came so naturally. “I meant overall. You’re… definitely a woman.” …Or not. He hid his face in embarrassment, cursing himself internally for making things weird.

  “Uh-huh. And you’re definitely a man,” she joked without even a hint of the awkwardness Camilo expected. “C’mon, Cami - you can admit that you think your prima is attractive!”

  “Pfft, only if you admit that 
  
    you
  
   find 
  
    your primo
  
   attractive as well,” he shot back teasingly.

  “My primo? You mean Antonio? True, he is a handsome hombrecito, isn’t he?”

  “I take back everything I said, you’re still the same childish Mirabel that I grew up with in the nursery.” But he knew he was just as childish sometimes. Both had a childlike way to them, laughing at even the smallest of things, finding enjoyment in the same silly games and banter no matter how old they got. They still had the sparkle in their eyes that a small child would have while learning something new and amazing.

  That sparkle… It was probably one of the things Camilo had grown to like most about Mirabel. While they walked, chatting about various things from the party, he kept his eyes locked on her face. He watched the way she’d smile when she talked about the gifts she’d gotten, and how her entire face brightened when she thanked him for the bracelet he’d given her. 

  Camilo was so absorbed in it all that he was surprised when he felt Mirabel’s arm sliding away from his, unlinking the two. He snapped back to his surroundings, noticing that they were already back at her bedroom. “Thank you for walking me back, though I doubt I’d have run into any trouble inside the walls of Casita.” 

  “You never know, some seven-foot-tall monster might still be living in our walls waiting for you to be alone so that he can sn@tch you up!” He put his arms around her waist and spun her around in a playful ‘attack’, making her laugh and squirm away.

  “It’s way beyond midnight, you’re gonna wake everyone up!” she said while swatting his hands off her waist. “But… seriously, thanks, Camilo. I couldn’t have asked for a better night. You’re going to be helping out in town tomorrow afternoon again, right?” Camilo nodded. “Great, me too. I’ll make sure to wake you up in time to head out!” She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before giving one more wave and closing the door to her room.

  Camilo’s face flushed and he pressed his fingertips to the spot where he could still feel Mirabel’s lips. She’d kissed his cheek plenty of times before – why was he only starting to blush from it now? That was a stupid question. He already knew why. Before he could think of what he was doing, he had called out her name. The door creaked back open a moment later and she poked her head and just enough of her body out to make Camilo’s breath hitch at the sight of her nightgown. “I-I love you!”

  He hadn’t actually meant to say it yet. Not in such a horribly unromantic way. But he’d blurted it out without being able to stop himself. 

  …

  There was a pause that felt like eternity, though it was only a few seconds in reality. The same smile as always crossed Mirabel’s face as she said back, “I love you too, mi primo favorito!” Her tone carried a horribly exaggerated bit of playfulness as she winked, rolled her eyes, then gave him one last wave before closing her door again.

  Camilo groaned. How awkward. 

  He stood in silence for some time, debating in his mind if he should knock on the door and try again. But in the end, he sighed and started to slowly make his way back to his own room. “...’Mi primo favorito’, huh?” he mumbled. Maybe that was enough for now. But when that beautiful smile that she’d aimed in his direction flashed through his mind again, he was sure of it – he wanted to be so much more.'
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