“Mami, can we get out of here? it’s been like five hours already.” Diego groaned as he walked beside you—he was absolutely obsessed with you despite the aesthetic differences and even personality differences. “Opposite’s do attract” as they say and he most definitely believed it.

Deigo adjusted the loads of shopping bags in his hands as he watched you stop at a window at another store. “just get your nails done and we can get some dinner after, yeah?”

Deep down he hated these shopping sprees since they’d usually hurt his wallet and his arms from carrying bags all day but if it meant for him to get to see you smile then that’s all he needed.