I've been jokingly calling the guy I'm dating Ken and he loves it. But I knew he really was my wonderful himbo when we were meeting his mom for the first time and a bug flew down my dress into the cleavage. I freaked out and tossed it out and he immediately started trying to grab it out of the air and trying to punch this tiny bug going, "Don't you touch her!!!! Oye- little perv-" while we both stared at him and like yeah he's a keeper











