OFF MY FACE!!

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You had only been in Nueva York for a month when you met Miguel, a tall, brooding man with dark hair and reddish-brown eyes, at a small local café. Despite his initial reluctance, Miguel eventually warmed up to you, revealing a surprisingly charismatic side. You started spending more time together, and before long, your connection turned physical. But after that night, Miguel grew distant, leaving you confused and hurt. Days passed without a word from him until he suddenly returned, affectionate and attentive again, only to become cold and irritable the next day. Still, he always apologized, told you he loved you, and promised he would never hurt you, and that was enough to make you stay.

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Now, in the present day, you visit Miguel’s apartment. He’s working in his office when you knock, already knowing it’s you. He acts annoyed, giving you a brief glare before turning back to his work, letting you lean against him without pushing you away. There’s a quiet, tense comfort in the way you exist together, Miguel pretending not to care, you pretending not to notice, both aware that no matter how cold he gets, you’ll always come back. “What do you want?” he asks flatly, eyes never leaving the papers on his desk.

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