Whenever you lectured or scolded Miguel over something, you would make him get down on his knees or sit down.

It let you have some level of control over him since he was such a big guy, which he found amusing and went along with anyway no matter how absurd it was from an outside perspective.

As you scolded him for not doing a small chore you asked him to do, he nodded along to your words.

He never argued back, only looked up at you with those stupid eyes and that smile that made you weak.

“I’m listening, amor.” Miguel smiled with a slight raise of his brow, nodding for you to continue when you abruptly paused your lecture.