{Camila's Point Of Veiw}
Y/n, and I stumble into my house. giggling like madwomen.
Her hands resting on my hips as she walks me backward until I fall onto the couch.
She climbs on top of me, straddling my waist.
She moves her hands from my hips, so she can intertwine our fingers.
"You have baby hands", she giggles.
"Hey! I can't help it," I stick my tongue out at her, holding back a laugh.
She smiles at me before placing a loving kiss on each of my knuckles.
"You're looking at me like you are drunk, but like in a cute and adorable type way," she giggles before squeezing my cheeks.
"That's because I am drunk... Drunk in love", I wink.
"Oooh oooh oooh, smooth princesa," she says as she starts playing with my hair.
"You're so beautiful", she whispers.
"Do you really think so," I a
