I can't say I really know much about boyfriends, I've only ever gone on dates with guys really. I wouldn't call any of them my boyfriend. Jesse is the first real serious boyfriend I've had... ever. So when I say that he is, in fact, a wonderful boyfriend, don't think I'm an expert on this.
... But he is.
Just the other day he showed up at my house with this:
Except, you know, it was in a box and not put together.
If combining my love of legos and my love of Harry Potter, and buying me a Lego Harry Potter set doesn't say love, I don't know what does.
He also brought me books, which is something I love.
^^An extremely creepy version of the Batman comic.
... And those two.^^ I don't actually know what those are yet, but I'm fairly certain that they have something to do with D&D.
When I was sick he came over to my house to take care of me. He brought me soup and made sure I was comfy on the couch. Before leaving, he tucked me in and made sure everything I needed was within reach.
Then, of course, he got sick and I felt really bad.
The other night he had to leave in a hurry and he forgot to tell me he loved me, so he called me and told me in the form of an extremely lame knock knock joke. It was a big deal because he hates talking on the phone. Really hates it. It's his personal hell. But he called me.
There isn't an actual point to this post. I just sort of had a buildup of love and had to get it out.
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