#ik his name is camilo but i love camilee/camiler

[marvel-m-lee]

OK GREAT!! WELL THEN HERE IT IS AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

(I switched it to be Lee!Bruno and Ler!Camilo)

Apologies in advance for the long buildup- I love scenesetting

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Camilo was still pretty new to the idea that his tío quite literally lived in the walls for 10 years. As far as he knew, he thought Bruno had run away to the mountains, or fled Columbia entirely. But the thought that he never truly… “left” was intriguing to him.

As any fifteen year old boy would be, Camilo was curious to see where his uncle had spent that long decade.

Surely not just wedged between layers of wall and insulation,, right..?

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The day these questions wracked Camilo’s mind was a chilly day at La Casa de Madrigal. Breezy and overcast. Camilo walked the second level of Casita, scanning the walls for possible places that Bruno could have hidden for so many years.

The wind carried under the shifter’s ruana and made him shiver.

‘Ok it’s way colder than I thought out here- I’m gonna call it a-“

As he reached for the doorknob to his room, Camilo noticed a painting on the wall a mere few yards away swinging oddly in the breeze.

He let go of the knob and shuffled over, carefully lifting the frame from the casa wall.

A large hole in the wall took shape beneath the painting, and Camilo’s eyes widened, a renewed curiosity in his eyes

“There’s NO way…”

He took a few quick glances around, and hopped through the wall, landing squarely on a creaking wooden platform.

“Hello-? … Tío Bruno are you there?”

He called out for his uncle. No response, just a dark, dust clouded passageway.

Camilo turned toward the hole he jumped through briefly, then spun back around and continued down the corridor.

The tunnel was long and echoey, littered with a few rats that squeaked up at him to greet him.

Soon enough, Camilo reached a large gorge in the floor that could only be jumped across. He knelt down to try and determine the depth and deadliness of the crevasse, then stood up, and took a running leap, yelling as he bounded over the hole.

His ruana caught on a plank of wood juttting out from the wall, and his jump was cut short, and he held onto the plank he was caught on, dangling over the void “AH- BRUNO HELP!!” He called, knowing that his tío had to be somewhere nearby. He heard footsteps growing louder, until just up ahead, he caught a glimpse of his uncle running toward the gorge. “Camilo!” Just let yourself fall! I’ll catch you!” Bruno leapt into the hole in the ground and Camilo unhooked his ruana, took a deep breath, and let himself drop.

The boy landed right in his uncles arms, and was placed on the ground promptly after. “Holy shit… holy shit… why haven’t you gotten that fixed?! Why are yo- is THIS where you’ve been living all this time Bruno?!… Bruno..?” Camilo turned to Bruno, who was leaning over himself, with a hand over his torso. He seemed.. in pain..?

“Tío..?”

Bruno looked up at his nephew, smiling and laughing nervously. “Heh.. I think I uh- I think I scraped myself up on that wood sliding down here-“ he removed his hand from his chest to reveal several rips in his ruana and brown undershirt, followed by some decent scratches along his midsection.

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“What we’re you even doing in there Camilo?” Julieta inquired, handing her brother a paper wrapped arepa.

“I dunno- I was just bored.. and I found this hole in the wall and I wanted to find where Tío had stayed for all those years. I didn’t know there’d be so many holes in the floor” Camilo huffed

Julieta shook her head with a smile, patted her brother and nephew in the head and started towards the door. “Camilo, take your Tío’s ruana up to Mirabel’s room so she can fix the tears.” She added as she passed through the door.

Camilo folded the tattered garment and set it aside, and picked up a bowl of warm water and a rag, walking back towards Bruno, who was seated on the kitchen counter, swinging his legs aimlessly.

“So that’s your home- or- WAS your home, huh?” Camilo asked, dipping the rag into the water.

Bruno nodded awkwardly. “Yeah- a decade of my life was spent back there. Kinda homey, if you can believe it!” He laughed

Camilo offered a quiet laugh in return, dabbing the cloth against Bruno’s chest, soaking the ripped shirt in water, but picking up some of the blood and debris from his wound. Bruno tensed and backed away quickly. “Oh! Does that hurt? The water too hot??” Camilo pulled away, looking at his uncle, scanning for signs of discomfort, and softening when he saw a smile on the prophet’s face. “Noho- no it- it doesn’t hurt… per say- but it doesn’t- it’s not-“ Bruno struggled to word his sentence. “You know,” Camilo dipped and re-soaked the rag and pressed it again on Bruno’s body, missing the wound completely. “There’s no shame in living in unconventional spaces-“ he lightly patted the rag again, this time closer to Bruno’s ribs, to which Bruno jumped.

“uhunconventional?? Whahat?”

“But it wouldn’t hurt to do. A little. Maintenance!”with every word, Camilo pressed the rag in a different spot, making Bruno tense and bite his cheek, holding back a laugh.

Camilo took a step back, and looked his uncle up and down. “You wouldn’t run so much of a risk of getting hurt if you’d keep your floors intact!”

“Ihihi’m not hurt! I feel much better now thank you- see!”

Bruno took a bite of the arepa in his hand, and the wound on his chest sealed itself shut and his skin healed to normal. “Mmm! Look at that! All better!” Bruno spoke with a mouthful of food.

Camilo laughed at his uncle and began approaching him, hands up in front of him

“Well we should make sure nothing else is sore or in pain too, don’t you think??”

“Kiddo I’m fine!! Ihihi prohomise you!”

Without a seconds notice, Camilo lunged at his tío, knocking him off the counter and onto the floor. “Hmmm ok so where to check first… oh! How about here! I’m pretty sure you took some damage to your ribs no?”

Camilo dig into Bruno’s ribs, one at a time, “making sure there weren’t any sore spots”

“CAMILOHOHO!! NOHOHO! NOHOTHING HURTS MIJO I PROMISE I SWEAHEHEAR!!” Bruno wriggled under Camilo’s touch, trying his best not to flail and hit the boy.

“I know Tío I know!! Just let me do a little checkup for you!!” The shapeshifter said sweetly.

“Ok your ribs seem fine. Now how about here?” Camilo poked sporadically at his uncle’s stomach,

“nonOHOOOHOHO!! I DIDNT EHEHEVEN HURT MY STOMACH!! PLEHEHEASE!!” Bruno reeled his head back and kicked his legs out, desperately trying to wiggle off the electric feeling. Suddenly, Bruno made a high pitched squeak, and Camilo stopped for a moment to see what had happened. His hand trailed up to Bruno’s armpit, and was being pinned there by the man’s tensed arm. ‘Jackpot’ he thought. “Oh! Looks like something’s wrong here” Camilo smirked.” Let’s take a better look then shall we?” He asked as he gathered his uncle’s hands in one of his own and held them above his head.

“Camihihiloho please- I prohomise there is nothing else wrohohong- AHAYE!!”

Bruno practically kept out of his skin as Camilo dug five fingers into the hollows under his arms, staring down at the area, as if to inspect for injuries. “Man! Seems pretty damaged in here! You sure you’re not hurtin’ tío?” He asked aloofly

“I-IHIHI- AAHAHA CAGAMILOHOHO NOTHING HURTS I SWEHEHEAR!! STOHOP! PLEHEHEASE!!” Bruno cried, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

Sensing that he was at his limit, Camilo let off and stood up, reaching a hand down to his uncle, who took it and was hoisted back to his feet.

“Too far?” Camilo asked with an innocent smile

“Nohoho, just a little unexpected is all.” Bruno fumbled with his messed up hair and shook it to get it back in place.

“What was all that fuss?!” A voice from the door called to the boys in the kitchen. Julieta reentered the room with a few dishes in hand. Camilo took a deep breath, ready to tell his aunt all about his ticklish uncle, but turned and looked at his uncle’s nervous expression and simply said “just making sure Bruno was in mint condition, that’s all!”

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GOD THAT WAS SO LONG

Sorry for the delay, probable typos, and the LONG read-

I hope you enjoyed it tho!!

AGHHHH

AGHHHHHHHHYY

THAT WAS AMAZING THIS IS AMAZING LH MY GOODNESS AGH BRUNO AND CAMILER. plus the teasing 🤌🤌🤌 PERFECT. PERFECT. EEEEEEE

Watch me be sick from cuteness omfg-