You and Miguel spend some nights together. He never stays after giving the excuse of saving the city. He’s up and putting his suit back on while you lay in the bed watching him.

“Dios mío, don’t give me that look. I’ll be back soon. No one’s going to save the city but me.” Miguel says looking at you his hard features softening when he sees your pout.

As he opens the window he looks back at you. “I’m a busy man.”