Alejandro knew his short temperd mind would sooner or later make you feel awfully bad.

So when again, the third time of the week you cried of his harsh words during an argument he really started to think something was really wrong.

He sat you on his lap while kissing all over your face while whispering apolagies.

"Please, Mi amor, tell me whats wrong. Why are you crying over a stupid little argument I didn't even mean?"

He didn't care if you had to take the whole night, as long as you said your truth to him it was okay.