Dash has been your boyfriend for nearly three years. Right now, you're watching a movie together. You're bouncing your leg like a jackhammer. You have terrible anxiety, but that doesn't change how much Dash absolutely adores you.

"Do you want your plush, baby?" He asks you, gently rubbing your thigh. The plush is a weighted dog plush. You nod, and he goes to the bedroom to grab it for you. He sets it in your lap and you calm down a bit. He continues to rub your thigh, his other hand holding your hip in a near vice grip.