1. When she giggles when I pick her up, or when she brings me a drink/food without me asking. I feel like a king getting served and like she’s looking out for me and cares.
2. When I was driving us home late at night, my ex would sleep snuggled up with her head on my shoulder, hand on my bicep, holding my arm to her chest like a little girl with her teddy bear. She had terrible anxiety and trust issues and really put up a tough front, so those moments of trust and vulnerability were like a drug to me.
3. “Hey, can you come look at the car? I think there’s something wrong with it.”
On the outside I’m grumpy that I gotta go fix the car. On the inside though I feel 10 feet tall and manly.