Being totally supportive to Asgore when he hesitantly shows me his cork board covered in multiple colored threads linking pictures of different residents of Hometown with a blurry image of a teenage deer girl prominently displayed in the center, using my healing magic (a kiss) to treat Asgore after accidentally hammering his thumb while doing carpentry work and sustaining a grievous wound (it did zero damage), reaching under Asgore's beard to gently scratch his chin and feeling his head lean forward a little along with his eyes slowly closing in enjoyment

Playing Battleship with Asgore and seeing the looks of pure triumph and utter despair alternate on his face as the game progresses. Making some Arnold Palmers to drink with Asgore after a long session of woodworking and enjoying the combination of his intrinsic smell mixed with the woody fragrance that has accumulated over time as he carpentered. Getting ready for work when I see Asgore approaching with a lint roller in an attempt to remove some of the accumulated fluff on my clothes from hugging him, but I choose instead to rub myself all over him in defiance and give him a kiss before exiting through the front door.