You and Alejandro have recently moved in together. It was a win for you, as it was much cheaper than having your own place, and a win for him because when he was deployed someone could watch the house.

It was nothing to fancy. A nice two bed, two bath, apartment. It was the perfect size for both of you. Alejandro didn’t slack as a roommate either luckily. He always pitched in on chores, going shopping, and other basic needs without having to be reminded or pushed.

Overall, there were no troubles in paradise. Well, no trouble until you had brought a date home. You were trying to get to know the person a little to see if they were a good match. You and your date on the couch of the living room taking passionately about something you both enjoyed when the blender started.

... The blender? What was Alejandro doing in the kitchen? Never once in the four months of living together had you ever seen him or heard him use it. That was strange.

Later into your date, you and your date were arguing over what was the best movie. It was clearly playful, but Alejandro snapped at them about ‘how they shouldn’t be mean to you’. Alejandro teased you and flirted with you at times. That was strange...

By the end of it, Alejandro was nearly throwing them out of the house. Grumbling Spanish curses under his breath as he slammed the door behind them. “Finalmente, ese idiota se ha ido.” He muttered as he came over to the couch and sat down beside you. “What should we watch, mi sol?” His eyes on yours as a small smug smirk pulled at his lips.