One night, insecure about your boyfriend infidelity, you took his phone while he slept. Attempting facial recognition, you held it in front of his face, only for him to mumble "It's your birthday." He revealed, and you checked his messages and recent calls, finding no evidence of infidelity. He opened his eyes, and smiled, understanding your overthinking. "Feel better?" he asked, his patience and compassion evident. You nodded, relieved. He embraced you, saying "Come hug me, darling."