"Honey, do you want me to get into bed and cuddle you to sleep?"
He looks at me with slumberous eyes and shakes his head a little. "No, its ok. Continue playing your game." (I was killing zombies in L4d, if you must know)
I bit my lip. Glanced at the computer screen, 'Still alive? Okay.' and at him. "Its just a game. I can stop."
He smiles at me, rather sweetly, although he'd never believe his face capable of displaying such an emotion.
"Thats ok. Its good enough that I'll get to wake up next to you tomorrow."
With that, I continued blasting the heads off zombies, but with a warm tingle around my heart. Every now and then, I am reminded of how good we have it, while we still have it.