Stepping outside during my lunch break at the behest of a text from Asgore, only to be greeted by him holding a gorgeous bouquet created just for me (which found itself prominently displayed on my desk as soon as I returned). Shooting a few gold balls with Asgore to decompress at the end of the week when his mind wanders with the topic of conversation we're having while hitting a drive and he accidentally hits the ball without holding back, causing it to make a thunderous crack off the driver and fly through the air so quickly it creates a noticeable smoking crater in the hill at the far end of the range. Chilling out with Asgore putting together a jigsaw puzzle depicting The Great Wave off Kanagawa together while we sip tea and eat blueberry scones on a rainy evening.