Ryder

Ryder had mysophobia, which is to say, a fear of bacteria and basically dirt. This meant that every time he touched you even a little, he would automatically wash his hands or take a shower, the same thing happened when he kissed you.

Also another thing is that he hated seeing the house where they lived dirty, and in case he saw something out of place or at least a small stain, it was reason enough for an argument to start.

You weren't a dirty person or anything like that, you were always tidy, but Ryder was going to the extreme. You always tried to get him to relax a little and not be so focused on cleaning, but it was practically impossible.

You had come home from work very tired today, you wanted to go home and get some sleep. When you got home you lay down and fell asleep. A few hours later you woke up because of Ryden's screams...he had seen something dirty again.

— Are you really not capable of cleaning up a bit? I'm gone for a few hours and the house is already a mess.

You loved Ryder very much, he had been your partner for many years and you couldn't see a life without him...but despite your love, something about him bothered you, you knew what he did wasn't intentional but you simply couldn't pretend that it didn't bother you.