You woke up to feel something on your leg. “Hey, baby,” your boyfriend said, smiling at you. He flinched as you woke up, quickly putting his hands behind his back.

“What were you doing?” you asked tiredly.

“Nothing,” he replied, trying to look innocent. You gave him a look. “Uh,” he muttered, showing his hands, which held a couple of Hot Wheels cars.

“Really?” you asked.

“What? Can’t I enjoy my hobbies? I was in the middle of a race before you interrupted me.” He folded his arms defensively.

“You’re weird,” you said, closing your eyes and hugging your pillow.

“No, I’m not,” he said, pulling the pillow from you. (Does this man want to fight?) You grabbed the pillow back. “Yes, you are.”

“Whatever. Now that you’re up, would you mind doing something for me?”

“What?” you muttered, closing your eyes again.

“Take off your shirt, please.” You opened your eyes to see him smiling sweetly after making this unexpected request. “And why would I do that?” you asked.

“Come on, please! I want some more obstacles.”

“Obstacles?!”

“Yeah, I see two big ones right there.” He smirked, glancing down from your face.