A/N: Just to let y'all know, the family feud isn't included in this oneshot since it's supposed to be a Valentine Special so any heavy tension in the chapter won't be added. But let's just say Leona still isn't fond of Camilo lol.

Anyways, this one's for you, Camilo simps!

Warning: Can be a little spicy but don't worry there's no smut! (They're both 15 for Pete's sake!)
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If Leona knew better than to listen to her bestfriend, she wouldn't have gotten herself into this situation. But then again, Estrella has a thing for surprising people. And admittedly, her surprise parties on her birthdays never fails to leave her jaw-dropped. No matter how many times she tries to expect the unexpected, Estrella has her ways to flabbergast Leona.

This is an exception, however.

Instead of doing her Macbeth book report for English, she finds herself in Estrella's room, dumbfounded at the fact that some of her classmates are sitting in a circle, chattering like bestfriends having a slumber party.

Luciana gives her a little wave. "I'm surprised you came, I've always considered you as the quiet friend between you and Estrella."

Luciana Flores, also known as one of the most popular girls in ninth-grade. With her appealing features and being a captain of the cheerleading team, it's no wonder she's every guy's dream girl. Putting her notorious title aside, her humble personality made her more likeable.

Leona fiddles with her plaid skirt awkwardly as she felt all eyes on her. "I guess."

"Well whatever she has in store, tell her if it makes you feel uncomfortable. Estrella can be a little too extreme sometimes." Miguel commented.

Leona could never forget Miguel Castillo's amazing homerun during the Finals in Junior League Baseball. After all, he's the star player in The Miracles team. Sometimes, she'd wonder if his arm has some sort of superpower because of his unbelievably fast throws.

"Sometimes?" Iñigo spoke up, raising an eyebrow. "Remember when she had her thirteenth birthday? Her family literally took us to a five-star hotel! Kinda weird for a celebrant surprising the guests though when it should be the opposite."

Being a math genius he is, Leona would ask Iñigo Torres for help in Geometry, her least favorite subject. He is everything Leona wanted herself to be, a brainy student with outstanding grades and a clean student record. Sadly, her useless brain wouldn't cooperate with her whenever solving a math equation.

Raquel smiles at the memory. "Oh, please. Clearly, you were acting like you own the place."

Class Prez was the given nickname to Raquel Sanchez. Her easy-going attitude in contrast of her strict demeanor in class is an interesting mix for her character. But once she's standing in front of the classroom wearing her thick-framed glasses, she turns into a complete different person.

Leona chuckles as she watched Iñigo sputter a bunch of excuses, an embarrassed blush on his face. Though, she felt a little bad as her classmates began teasing the poor boy.

A gut feeling tells her someone was watching her so she diverted her attention. Boy, she made a mistake.

Green eyes swimming with mischievous glint pierced into her soul, like a Cheshire cat about to pounce at its prey. Leona nearly forgot to breathe under his intense gaze. A smirk crossed over his features, seemingly amused at her baffled expression. She grips her skirt.

Camilo fucking Madrigal.

Leona didn't want to admit it, but she had a lot to say about him. Blessed with a miracle after a tragedy occured in his family, the Madrigals were given magical gifts that would benefit the city of Encanto. Camilo was given a gift of shapeshifting, which he uses to entertain and help out others. His magnificent thespian skills in Drama Club made him known as the theatre kid in class. Despite his good qualities, Camilo's cocky, impish behavior is something Leona couldn't stand.

"Took you long enough to notice me, hermosa."

Leona huffed, unable to hide her irritation. "A surprise to see you here, Madrigal." She uttered venomously, forcing a smile.

"Oh? What makes you say that?" Camilo rests his chin on top of his palm, watching her reactions like an entertained guest at a circus show.

Keeping a straight face, she crosses her arms.  "I assume you'd be busy with your hectic schedule."

"Aww, is someone desperate to see me?"

"Dream on, chameleon." Leona retorted coldly.

Camilo chuckled, running a hand through his curly locks. "I'll gladly dream about you, señorita."

Abruptly, Miguel clears his throat. Leona grew flustered in realization they're being watched. Her classmates on the other hand, exchanged knowing smiles.

"Get a room, you two. Go take your lovers' quarrel somewhere else." Raquel teased.

Leona shakes her head vigorously. "We're not a couple!" She protested.

"Look at you denying our relationship when in reality, you feel lucky because you're a dating the handsome shapeshifter." Camilo smirks triumphantly as Leona's eye twitched in annoyance.

"Lucky? I'm guessing my definition of luck is entirely different from yours."

"Damn, their chemistry is something else." Iñigo pointed out, his classmates nodding in agreement at that.

The door creaks open, revealing Estrella carrying a plastic bag. "Sorry for the wait guys." She plops on the bed, pulling out a box of chocolate pocky she bought at the convenience store. "Here comes the fun part."

Leona's eyes widened in horror. "No way we're playing that, Estre."

"Well, there's no turning back now amiga. Since it's Valentine's Day, I figured we should spice things up a bit. Don't you guys agree?" Estrella tosses the box absentmindedly, wiggling her eyebrows.

Luciana fidgets with her hands, blushing profusely while casting a shy glance at Miguel, who was shifting awkwardly next to her. Iñigo rubs the back of his neck, acting casual by whistling as Raquel plays with her dark curly hair nervously. Compared to his classmates' bashful expressions, Camilo displayed his interest as he flashes Leona a cheeky grin. The said girl grimaces and looks away. She wanted to punch herself upon feeling her face heating up.

Estrella hums in amusement. "I'll take that as a yes."

Luciana and Miguel were the first pair to participate and Leona had to admit, it was cute and hilarious watching them grow flustered with each tiny bite of the pocky. For the two of them being known as the popular kids, they sure act like awkward introverts with each other. Miguel ends up winning the game as he bites on middle of the pocky, almost touching Luciana's lips. Raquel and Iñigo were up in the next round. This time, both of them are determined to win as they munched on the pocky as fast as they can. However, their confidence dissipated when they reached the middle at the same time, they're lips colliding briefly before the duo jumped away from each other, the redness on their faces growing tenfold.

"Oohh, that was something." Estrella teased, eating some leftover pocky from the box. "And last but not the least, Leona and Camilo, your turn!"

Leona glared at her bestfriend, Estrella responding with a mischievous grin. Being teased about Camilo on a daily basis is something she considers as a nightmarish routine. Sometimes, Estrella would make jokes about her being Leona Madrigal or Camilo's wife, and Leona had to drag her away whenever she does it in public. Any rumor relating to the Madrigals spread like wildfire, however. Just when Leona thought her life is miserable enough with Camilo's wicked antics, earning a few female rivals in her class made it ten times worse than before.

Flumping into the floor, she rests her bottom on top of her calves. Leona scowls at her lap, refusing to meet the smirking Madrigal in the eyes.

Camilo takes a pocky from the box, twirling it with one hand. "You know, you're gonna get wrinkles if you keep making that face."

Leona rolls her eyes. "Let's just make this quick, Madrigal. Don't waste my time."

"I can tell you're secretly looking forward to this." He said before popping the pocky into his mouth, leaning in slightly until its other end poked Leona's lips.

"You wish." She then bites on the pocky, raising an eyebrow at Camilo in a challenging manner. The boy chuckles before giving it another bite.

It's as if the pocky challenge had turned into a chess game as Leona attempts to predict Camilo's moves, eyes squinted in concentration. Despite her determination to win, she wanted to be careful or else smooching Camilo's lips will be her worst doom. After a careful bite on the snack, confidence came surging in. Just one more and it's all over for Camilo. Suddenly, a hand snakes into the back of her head, interrupting her inner celebration.

Looking up, Camilo had his arm outstretched over her shoulder, pleased at Leona's startled expression. His gaze locked on her held so much intensity, oddly solemn compared to his trademark cockiness. Leona's heart picks up its speed when his eyes landed on her lips, his eyes narrowing. She tries to move away, but Camilo's hand on the back of her head forced her to stay still. At this point, Leona was struggling to keep her composure, a tint of pink dusting her cheeks. She felt trapped and helpless under his fiery green eyes and the hand keeping her in place. Her mind screamed to push him away, but her body wouldn't listen as her hands twitched in her lap. His hand trails down to her cheek, caressing it lightly like a lover would. Leona felt butterflies in her stomach at the romantic gesture.

Camilo fluttering his eyes close left Leona bemused, her mind a jumbled mess to even think clearly. Her brain had completely malfunctioned when soft, warm lips presses against hers, sending electrifying shockwaves down her spine. Swallowing the leftover crumbs of the pocky, she squeezes her eyes shut, the loud thumping of her heart felt like a door banging in her ears. Shakily, her hands shot up to Camilo's chest, mustering the strength to shove him away. The Madrigal chuckled into the kiss, grabbing a hold of Leona's wrists to place them around his neck instead. Camilo then tilts his head, deepening the kiss. The way his lips move sensually against hers had her head spinning around, the dizzying feeling causing her to stagger back, her forearm supporting her weight from hitting the floor.

At Leona's new position, Camilo went on all fours, tilting her chin up with one hand for a better angle. He hums softly when Leona bites on his bottom lip gently, blushing furiously at her subconscious action. Camilo detaches from the kiss briefly before attacking her lips once more, this time with more vigor. Leona squeaks, unprepared at his sudden boldness. His hands travels down to her waist, caressing it in circles with his thumbs.   Leona shivered at the foreign sensation, but oddly his fingers felt good.

A smooching sound echoed in the room as Camilo pulls away, swallowing thickly when he witnesses Leona who was a flustered mess, rosy cheeks and heavy pants escaping from her swollen lips. She covers her face with the back of her hand, unable to handle Camilo's intent gaze.

"Holy shit." Miguel's voice made the duo tense up. They had forgotten there were other people in the room. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

Leona just wanted to dig a hole on the ground, crawl into it and die from embarrassment.