Dating Miguel is one hell of an experience. Hes often cold and closed off, the most public affection he gave was holding your hand. It was strange to you - a touchy person-, but you respected his boundaries.

One day, you spent the whole day with your friends. Having fun, no boyfriends involved. When you got back home later, you found Miguel sat on your couch, death staring you.

“where have you been?“ he said calmly.