Trying to find a parking spot when Asgore asks me to pull over and gets out, only to pick up a someone's car over his head that was taking up two spots and place it in it's own proper spot so I could pull in next to them (his shirt almost ripped from his muscles flexing, but alas it did not). Leaving the house to get some air after a rare and minor argument with Asgore, but going back in after about eight minutes to apologize and ending up stumbling words over him also trying to apologize to me at the same time (we hugged and made up). Being intimate with Asgore when in-between his panting escapes an almost imperceptible and adorable little "baa," which requires my best poker face as to not call attention to it and embarrass him.