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- Plays table tennis with you. Ignoring the internal fervor to dominate the game, all because he loved seeing the smile on your face when he let you win. Other times he’d be cocky, almost teasing you with his wins. But it was all in the name of fun.
- If you’re not playing, just spectating him and Wally or the other men play, best believe he’ll bring his best, playing beyond his talent reaches. Wouldn’t want to give you bad show, of course.
- Lets you cut his hair. Having the little money he does, it’s a part of his lifestyle to save anywhere he can, that includes haircuts. And you’re gentle with it, you take your time, never wanting to mess it up or make it look how he doesn’t like. It’s a perk that he loves the feeing of your hands in his hair.
- A gentleman. Loves giving you his coat when your cold and holding doors for you. Hand on your lower back as you walk together.
- Steals things for you. Spontaneously, if he sees an open window while the clerk or vendor isn’t watching. Whether it be a necklace or your favourite fruit from a market, he always surprises you with it.
- When driving you places, he’ll play your favourite music. Always admiring you as you gaze out the window, lost in the sound and singing the words with practice.
- On the note of music, dancing is something he enjoys with you. After a long and stressful day, he will find you with your head in your hands on the kitchen table, eyes dark and head heavy. He’d gently reach for your hand, encouraging you to stand with him. When you do, he’ll pull you closer, and sway you to a melody only the two of you can hear.
- Protective, and very defensive of your honour. He can’t stand it when people make derogatory comments about you, or lie about you. To him, you were nothing short of spectacular, and nobody knew you like he did, so in his mind, he was the only person with the credentials to speak for you.
- Bathes with you. Saving water and money and all that, he’d say. But when he took it upon himself to personally clean and wash you and massage you in the tub, that statement’s validity seemed to trickle down the drain with the dirt and grime of the day.
- He’s not the biggest fan of domestic pets, normally seeing them as another mouth to feed, more shit to shovel. But as much as he tried to deny your pets, he couldn’t. He knew how much you loved them. So he’d find himself feeding them after you’d fallen asleep on the couch, letting them in and out of the doors, and even scratching them behind their ears in the rare moments of his patience.