Nothing Reassures Me That My Boyfriend Loves Me More Than When He Wants Me There While He's In Full Lizard

Nothing reassures me that my boyfriend loves me more than when he wants me there while he's in full Lizard Mode - sleepy, already asleep, headache, sick, anything that's got your brain running on skeleton crew, wholly focused on survival and comfort. Nothing matters except being in a dark, quiet place, horizontal, and comfy. Communicating in eepy grumbles. Expressing distaste that I am not cuddled up to him. Letting me know when he wants to be the little spoon. He doesn't have the processing power for contemplating people pleasing, he just wants me there because having me there is genuinely preferable to not having me there.

Poor man functioning on one brain cell and he'll use it to grab my ass just to make sure that it's still there.