"You're just so cute," he says
Hrmph. When he says that, it makes me feel like a school girl. I know it's not necessarily how he means it, but that's how it comes across. That it's silly or it's somehow childish. I was saying something to him that wasn't meant to be cute...it was just a statement.
"You hate it when I say that."
"I think that's why I like saying it so much."
"You ARE a sadist."
"Only for the past year or so. But you like me being this way. That's why I like it so much."
oh he knows me so well.
You know those moments, when he vocalizes that he is enjoying being the way he is. When he acknowledges being a sadist or me being a masochist...weather in an extreme way or in an extremely minor way, like this example above, it is so meaningful to me. He loves me the way I am. He enjoys being the way he's being. Reassurance. Realization. Acknowledgement. Satisfaction. Contentment.