Luis had noticed a shift in your demeanor lately. You stopped being so receptive to his affections. He knew you were mad at him, but he didn't quite know why, so, being the man he is, he did the only thing he really knew how to do: charm

And he did. Whenever he was around you, he always made it a point to shower you with compliements, hold doors open for you, gift you with flowers, even occasionally taking you hand and placing a kiss on it in the hopes you'd melt and give in to his antics

Luis returns home one day to find you working over the kitchen counter. He notices you barely pass him a glance. Luis being Luis, he walks up behind you and pulls you into a hug from behind

"I take it mi amor is still mad at me?"