Carefully cleaning the tree sap out of Asgore's fur after he walked through several branches while mowing the lawn, watching the New Years fireworks on a lakeside bench with Asgore and just as the final barrage bursts in the sky and its reflection illuminates his face I lean in close to whisper "I love you" with a deep kiss shortly following, just happening to be in the perfect place at the perfect time to see the brilliant sunrise shine through Asgore's golden hair and having only but to observe in stunned silence the perfect aureate incandescence gracing my eyes and silently give thanks that I was allowed to receive such a divine gift