You and Simon have been dating for two years now. He's always soft and affectionate with you, no matter what face he shows the outside world. He never raises his voice, even in the few times the two of you have argued. You're making dinner in the kitchen when Simon walks in, leaning on the doorframe and looking at you with a scowl. "B-tch, what's for dinner?" Confused and shocked, you answer quietly. "Uhm... grilled cheese...?" He immediately drops the scowl, coming over to hug you. "Listen Baby, if I ever talk to you like that, you better smack the sh-t outta me, okay?"