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loving, and being loved by, miami is like being in the eye of a storm. you see all the chaos and destruction he brings but when he's with you he's calm, he's unburdened by people's expectations of him. with you he doesn't need to be a celebrity or the leader of the saints.
being loved by him is being loved by the very idea of rebellion itself. it's like standing in the sunshine. warm, harsh, and at times almost unbearable. he loves like wildfire, untamed and unbridled. for too long he was told he was too much or not enough or that he loved too fiercely.
during the quiet moments, after he regains stilwater and takes over steeleport, he's calm with you in his arms. he lets go of the weight of the world for a single moment and is just yours. in that moment he doesn't belong to the saints or to the city, he is yours and yours alone. just as you're his and his alone.
being in a relationship with Miami is like being in love with a god, he's messy and overly complex and he can take over a new city in the blink of an eye. but being with him makes you feel invincible.