Imagine packing for a trip with Thorin
*you both have suit cases out on the bed and are filling them with clothes and other necessities*
You: *notices Thorin is only bringing a single pair of socks for each day of the trip* honey can I make a suggestion?
Thorin: um sure
You: maybe bring a few extra pairs of socks in case the ones you have get wet, dirty, or wrecked.
Thorin: *nods his head* thank you *doesn't bring more socks*
You: *brings a few extra pairs for him just to rub it in his face later, you also bring extra gloves, a night mask, a sweater, and a blanket and pillow for him because you know he'll need or want them* the things I do for this moron, he should feel fucking blessed to have me as a partner.
Thorin: why are you packing so much stuff? You won't need all of that. I am not going to carry that for you.
*during the trip*
Thorin: *in the carriage* I need to sleep, but it's too bright out and it's uncomfortable
You: *throws the eye mask and pillow at him*
*at the beach*
Thorin: it's so cold, my hands are freezing, and my socks are wet, let's go back to the inn
You: *throws the sweater, the gloves, and a pair of dry socks at him* fuck no.
*that night at the inn*
Thorin: *his back hurts from carrying your luggage up the stairs* it's so cold how can you sleep?
You: *tosses the blanket over him* I will be once you stop complaining.
Thorin: you're the best, thank you, I'd freeze without you.
You: yes, yes you would.
