#marveldr

💌 - who confessed first and how did it happen?

zzz IT WAS ME… I was high on painkillers tho and in a hospital bed and it was a very sad slow burn / SUPPOSEDLY unrequited feelings typa situation! we’d been dancing around our feelings for a while cus of my position as an anomaly in his reality (story time? 👀) and all the issues we both have at the time.

I basically confessed and that asshole said ‘it’ll pass.’ IM SO SERIOUS!!! now that I look back on it I can’t do a damn thing but smoke an imaginary cigarette like why would you say that to someone in the hospital??!! of course it hurt my feelings and it was awkward going back to work after that but I got my lick back. That’s all imma say.

💄- what are petnames you have for eachother?

I’m not too much of a person to give nicknames. I call him amor only after we start a family. That’s when I trust enough that I can actually call him a pet name. Before that, it’s nothing but teases and shit he hates— miguelito , miggywiggy, migul, stuff that’ll make him mad when someone else hears it.

He keeps it simple— he calls me amor too, but I love when he says my full name. Down to the surname. Mx Indigo. Madam Spider. (It’s not even my fucking spider alias but he’s an idiot. A class act idiot.)

🤍 - what are your love languages VS. your s/ o's? How do you show theirs and how do they show yours?

For Miguel, his love languages are a mix of all five but he cherishes quality time. He really needs the mere moments of silence between us, or when I offer my ear and maybe even some advice. And words of affirmation. it makes his sassy ass feel good when i tell him he’s right or that he did the best he could. I’m also a mix of all five but I love when he gifts me simple things I simply brought up. It could be a food craving or him handling a chore just to do it, just to lessen the weight off my back. Ugh my man my man my man—

💋- what are you most excited to experience with your s/o and why?