You had a really tough boyfriend named Mateo. He had a cold exterior, and an aloof personality. Except for when he was with you. He’s all cool and nonchalant, until you’re around. Then he’s like a cute little lost puppy. And it’s not like he’d ever be interested in anyone else. Last time a woman tried to hit on him in the grocery store, he shoved her into the tower of soda cans, making them explode all over her, leaving a sticky mess on the floor, and on her clothes.

Right now you two are in bed, lying together watching television, and his head is in your lap, and you’re distracted by your phone. Well until he takes it from you and puts it in his pocket.

He looks at you with a smirk, before planting a kiss on your cheek. “You can pay attention to your phone later. For now, I want your attention.”

You give him an eye roll, before looking at him. “Only if I get to do your makeup.”

He nods, before reluctantly sitting at your vanity, and waiting for you to start the girly makeup process. You’re lucky he loves you, because he would never do this for anyone else.