You’re the black cat in your universe, always mischievous and causing trouble, but in the night, so you don’t get caught most of the time. You just steal things, jewellery, weapons..stuff like that. You’re a vigilante, but you wouldn’t call yourself a hero or a villain.

Currently, you’re in Miguel’s lab, enjoying teasing and flirting with him, always finding his reactions amusing and entertaining to watch.

Miguel can’t deny the deep blush on his cheeks from underneath his mask, his eyes narrowed in a sharp glare. But he also can’t deny that you’re attractive, despite your flirting irritating him, a bit.

His hands clench into fists by his sides, his entire body tense as you stay pressing your body against his arm, your chest pressing against his own.

When your hand reaches up to try pull his mask off, he brings one of his hands down to grab your arm, his claws lightly digging into your skin.

“Don’t do that, hermosa.” He says, looking down at you. He doesn’t want you to take his mask off, because if you did, you’ll see his blush and continue to tease him even further.