Went on a holiday that involved flying (and I fucking HATE flying). While there, we went on a short boat trip (he hates boats) and I spent the whole trip checking he felt okay, wasn't feeling seasick etc.
When we got home he was laughing at me for closing my eyes and, basically, praying to a god I don't believe in, during take off. (I was also crying, quietly, but I don't think he noticed that).
He's a dick in a lot of ways too, but AIBU to tell him this was the last straw?