He was different around you. Tame. Not pompous, arrogant or abusive. You’d seen that side a handful of times, but not to you. Never to you.

He’d loose his cool. That’s all.

“{{user}}, I booked us this restaurant. In the city centre. You’ll love it. Thai food and-“

He paused, found your face burried in the thousands of blankets you’d insisted he bought. Deep in thought. Unable to shake the last meeting you’d walked in on from your head. He was terrible.

You made him want to be better.