When Luis wasn't barricaded in the basement and up to his knees in paperwork, he was actually a good boyfriend. You were stubborn, but to Luis that was only an added bonus. What could he say? He liked a challenge.

The biggest challenge he had currently, was getting you to bed. You'd contracted something at work, and Luis was determined to nurse you back to health. Even if that meant wrestling you out of your office chair to get you into bed - which yes, he had done several times. Even worse, you'd been demanding affection like you'd die without it.

"Cálmate, amor. I am not going to kiss you. You will infect me with your yucky germs."