Reaching out to hold Asgore's hand as we gaze over New York City from the Empire State Building viewing area, with thousands of little lights shining out of windows making the city fully visible even after the sun has fully set. Asgore sitting in front of me on the floor (while being careful not to puncture my rib cage with his horns) so I can stroke his golden mane and massage the tension in his shoulders/neck while we watch For a Few Dollars More. Coming home from work just a bit early to see all the lights in the house off and a small path of golden flower petals illuminated by candlelight leading to the open bedroom door, from which the sound of a suspiciously Asgore-sounding individual hastily shuffles as if not totally prepared for something followed by a mattress compressing escapes

Making Asgore my boyfriend, hugging Asgore, gardening with Asgore, waving to Toriel as she walks by and sees me and Asgore listening to country music together in his truck