I hit my bf and he gave me a heating pad

So like, when did I realize he actually loved me? Two years in. We were fighting SO BAD, like break-up bad. I was exhausted, genuinely felt like he didn't love me anymore, just going through the motions you know? So I told him we should break up and we started screaming at each other. Like properly screaming. He kept trying to grab my hand or whatever and I was so done I just... slapped him across the face. Told him to stop and leave me alone.

And the second my hand hit his face he just goes "why are your hands so cold" and gives me a heating pad. A HEATING PAD. I'm standing there like oh my god what did I just do, I'm so sorry, and I'm just crying crying crying. Felt like the worst person alive.

But that's when it clicked. That's when I knew.

We're good now obviously. Been together ever since. And today's our three year anniversary so I'm being all sappy thinking about it lmaooo