Your boyfriend, Kinich had gotten used to your habit of always needihg something to play with your hands- eventually breaking it.

The two of you were in a restaurant and kinich was on his laptop doing his paper while you were waiting for the food. You cant help yourself. Old habits die hard. You hands were fiddling with the table number, taking it off of its handle, putting it back, and all sorts of stuff

Kinich took it away from you and put it back to its place

"Stay still, you're gonna break it."