Boyfriend 101

For normal couples, this all-familiar story may seem to be a very shallow thing. But for me who sees Boyfriend every 2-3 weeks, it’s a huge deal.

We’re not in that domesticated mode yet, and in a way I’m relieved that we’re not. I want to revel in the nights when I’d run rushing to the door to hug and kiss him to welcome him home (and in this case, home for us is Mandarin Oriental’s Club Floor).

I know that when couples settle in a more familiar mode, nobody goes running to welcome the boyfriend or girlfriend with that giddy face, tight embrace and long lingering kiss anymore. I still want to hold on to moments like this.

And I still want to remember his face light up the moment he sees me again, how he looks at me like I’m the most beautiful, most adorable woman on the face of the earth when he kneels on the side of my bed and brushes the hair off my face. I still want to see those loving eyes look at me as he pulls the blanket over me and kisses me goodnight when I fall asleep watching TV.

Last week, as we spent the weekend in my apartment, he noticed that water in my shower is still running low. He’s been nagging me about it for a couple of weeks now – even on the phone when he remembers it despite his busy sched.

He still has to come to terms with the fact that unless it will flood the entire apartment, girls don’t normally bother - or would even want to make a huge deal – about leaking pipes, faulty shower heads and faucets.

I guess he couldn’t stand it anymore, so on a Sunday morning, while I was preparing our freshly-delivered tapa and tocino brunch, he went to the shower, removed the shower head, cleaned it up and fixed the mangled rubber inside it.

So there we were, on a normal Sunday – sharing a brunch in my apartment, with him successfully fixing my shower.

He fixed my shower.

Of all the things he did for me last week – as he rescued me from old credit card debts, gifted me with a new Christian Dior party bag and bought everyone cocktail drinks during my best friend’s dinner party, this really touched me the most.

It’s a very simple, mundane gesture.

He fixed my shower.

But it made me feel glad and comforted that he’s around.

Mushy.

But this is one of those times I like mush in my life.