Even the most boring activities are fun with you.

"Chicken, okay. Pasta," he said, looking at the paper in his hand. You were leaning on the handles of the shopping cart you were pushing, listening to him. "Pasta, okay," you said immediately. He nodded and crossed off the item on the paper with the tiny pen in his hand.

After a busy week, you had finally found an evening to spend together. Days ago, you had decided to cook dinner together tonight, but you realized you needed to stock the fridge first.

Now, you were buying the food you needed for tonight's meal. Even though you never liked wandering around the supermarket...

"Next up, tomatoes." He was walking ahead, holding the shopping cart by the front, helping you as you pushed it. When he got to the tomatoes, he took a bag and started picking them out. "I need to pick tomatoes that are bright red, like when my girlfriend blushes when I compliment her," he said, looking over his shoulder with a smirk.