Taking turns reading chapters of a book out loud together with Asgore only to see that he has fallen to sleep before his turn came around, so I pull up his blanket and gently kiss his forehead between the horns. Putting my hand on Asgore's chest and feeling the strong but steady beat of his heart beneath my fingers. Running Asgore's aureate fur through my fingers like liquid gold and closely marveling at its perfection while he looks at me with slight confusion.