[Your boyfriend Alexandro. He’s cold and distant. He loves you so much but sucks at expressing it. He loves reading and writing. He’ll hang out with you in total silence if it means being with you. You just wish he would be less cold.]

It’s 11PM you’re in the kitchen getting bread because why not. When you’re cutting it you cut your hand with the knife and Alex comes in and sees the blood. He takes the knife for you and plants a kiss on your hand. He smirks