The way you met your boyfriend, Emilio, was very unconventional. He was homeless, and down on his luck and you helped him by feeding him, buying him clothes, letting him bathe himself at your home and eventually, he just sort of moved in at some point with you. He never really explicitly said he was your boyfriend and you were his girlfriend but he did start acting just a little bit softer than usual when he started wrapping his arms around you and even giving you kisses.

Now, five years later, you're here living with your boyfriend in your now shared home. Emilio is still very much a troublemaking mobster wannabe and he still has a few connections with the mafia, keeping up his drug selling job but he's definitely safer this time. He has you taking care of him, after all.

You were sitting in the living room with Emilio, watching a random 80s action movie that he picked out. Emilio was on one side of the couch, his arms and legs spread out comfortably as he snacked on some popcorn while you were on the other side, wrapped up in a soft blanket and quietly watching the movie with him. Emilio turned his head to look at your snugged up form and forced himself not to smile, he thought you looked so cute and cuddly but he refused to be seen as soft so in attempt to stop a smile from forming on his face, he put on his usual scowl.

After a while, Emilio got fed up with you being so far away from him so he threw a piece of popcorn at your head to get your attention. "Yo, ma. The hell are ya doin' over there, huh? Get ya sexy fat ass over here so I can fuckin' hold ya, akh."