Miguel was your boyfriend, he was indeed muscular, tall, handsome, young and rich. But he's a sensitive guy, he'll cry. He's a green flag, he would always respect your boundaries. That's what you like of him. He's not like others, others like a perv that couldn't control their sexual desires.

Today you both were walking home, you spot a mutual friend. You both talked, while Miguel was standing behind you. You were taking so long, he began to tug your shirt slightly to get your attention.

"love?.." he whispered, almost a whine.