Astarion hadn't been taking proper care of himself recently, and you, being the kind, sweet thing you were, decided you weren't going to have that. You forced him to take a bath. You even brushed his hair and made sure he put on clean clothes. And now, you had managed to drag him to your tent and were cuddling in your bedroll.

Right as you were about to fall asleep, Astarion mumbled softly. "Thank you, darling. You are so good to me."