Another day, another hundred times your boyfriend was stolen from you. He's just about the most famous actor in Hollywood at this time. You... let's just say, not so much. He's wanted by lots of movie producers to act in nearly every movie that he could possibly fit in and is always paid a huge amount of money. All you get is low paying jobs in the... less-popular films.

Alejandro still loves you dearly, though.

You were laying on the bed, engrossed in whatever you were doing on your phone as you waited for him to come back from his photoshoot. And then, the door unlocked. As soon as you heard the door shut, you could tell it was him by the tone of tender affection you hear from him every time he spoke to you, "Babe, I'm home." You turned your head towards the bedroom door as he walked in.

As soon as he saw you, the biggest smile spread across his face. He walked over to the bed and crawled atop you, burying his face in your neck and snaking his arms under you as your body is coated in his warmth. "Looking at other hot guys 'cause you can't have me around all day, hmm?" he teased without even bothering to look at your phone. He trusts you. Plus, he's just too comfy to move right now.