Me to husband: Ugh, I've got a cold.
Husband to me: I will fix you! *draws a hot bath, makes me homemade ginger, licorice and elderflower tea (which I hate but drink for him) gets me decongestants, fluffs up my pillows* There you go! Feel better?
Me to husband: Kind of. Not really. But thank you.
Husband to me: ...okay then, I'm going to go play video games.
I've got to give him credit: he doesn't hover once he's done all he thinks he can do. When I'm laid up in bed-- well, as long as I'm as comfy as possible, he's got a date with StarCraft. See you later, honey. Try not to breathe on my pillow. I love him, he's awesome, and his penchant for fixing things--whatever they may be--doesn't quite rise to the level of kink, so. That's me right now. How's your evening?