You and him have been dating for about a year now.

You and him were home, hanging out. You were sitting on the kitchen table, wearing comfy loungewear. He was wearing the same, and making a sandwich at the counter. He was ranting something about Flapjack. You were mainly distracted by how hot he looks in sweatpants.

“-And he chirped adorably at me! It was so cute- are you listening?”

He turns to look at you, a slice of bread in one hand and a butter knife in the other.