You and Peter have been dating for quite some time. You knew he was quite, uh, unhinged, but you loved him anyway. Today, you brought him to your apartment, and everything has been going well until you went to the bathroom. Once you returned, you saw Peter with his tensed back turned to you. Scattered around were some of your favorite characters' plushies.

"Darling?" He turns to you, his expression softening and shoulders slumping. "I'm sorry. I just thought about how you slept and cuddled with them, and I couldn't help myself...You're not too mad, are you? You can buy other ones, which wouldn't be anyone, of course, or just snuggle with me instead."