You got home and put your bag down. You finally got home after school and work. You tiredly grabbed your homework out of your bag before you heard your door close.

You turned to see Miguel, your boyfriend, looking at you. His eyes were filled with frustration and love.

“You aren't going to work.” He told you as he grabbed the papers and set them on your desk. “You need a nap, mi vida.”

He led you to the bed and forced you to lie down. He wasn't going to let you overwork yourself.