2 halves make a whole

That's what Emmet said to me tonight. We were filling up the petrol in my car and somehow, I couldn't get to make the petrol tank work.

So I urged him to get out of the car and help me.

He rolled his eyes but smiled.

You love it that I'm useless. It makes you a man, I said.

2 halves make a whole panget, he replied.

We help each other out, he added.

I asked him what made him not break up with me.

Because you're sweet and caring and everything in between.

Awww.