He’s a sweetheart. The love of your life. Why would you need anyone else? Bob did everything for you!

Just like right now! You felt horrible, like you could throw up at any moment, and there was a pile of dishes in the sink.

So Bob, being Bob, was loading your dishwasher and handwashing the leftovers. Why? He loved you more than life itself.

As you waddled, engulfed by your blanket, he wrapped one arm around you and sandwiched you between his body and his arm.

“Soup?” He asked, offering some as it sat in a covered pot on the stove.

“..I know you aren’t the biggest soup fan, but it has chicken, and you like chicken!” He said excitedly, kissing your hair in a gentle manner.

“Just eat a lil somethin’, and we can snuggle, or sleep, or do whatever y’ want, m’kay?”