AITA for not giving my fiance a thank you bj?
So my fiancé and I have been having difficulties recently. He says I'm emotionally distant and lack attunement skills, and I'm burned out from doing all the physical and mental labour of running our household. You can read my other posts in my profile if you want more background but I've summarised it.
Background
I do virtually all the chores in the house: cooking, cleaning, organising/mental load, yard work, rubbish and recycling, maintaining relationships with friends and family, presents, etc.
He will do things if I ask him to but never anything too complicated or else he'll push back on why they need doing and can't we pay someone to do this (I trimmed all the hedges in our garden the other Saturday and was wiped at the end of the day. He had 'no sympathy' because I should've paid someone to do it instead of doing it myself with our new hedge trimmer)
He's also hypersexual. He has blue balls if he doesn't cum at least once per day (though he'd really want 3-4 times per day). I'm more of a 3-4 times every two weeks kinda gal so we make up the difference with bj's.
By emotionally distant, his recent complaint is that although I'll do nice things for him (think make his favourite dinner when he's having a tough day, get him a small treat, etc) I won't do it with a sunny disposition and a 'caring, loving' tone so it feels like I'm doing it out of obligation rather than love that's overflowing, which is definitely a fair point.
Onto the actual story
Yesterday, I was working in the office but left an hour or so after lunch to drive home (about 20 minutes), pick up his mum and take her to a scan appointment at a hospital 35 minutes away from where we live. The scan was fine but took a little longer than we expected (about 45 minutes total at the hospital) then we headed home and stopped off at ikea to pick up some bits (her more things than me but that's another story...). I dropped her home and took my stuff and headed home.
I finally got home around 6 and was planning to make swedish meatballs, mash potatoes and ikea meatball sauce for dinner (one of his favourites). I was unpacking the meatballs and sauce packets in the kitchen when he comes in and says he's ordered us dinner from a healthy(-ish) chicken place as I've been out so long and must be tired. He was playing video games with the boys after work so still had his headset on and was saying all this quickly so he could get back. He also said he went with that place because it's relatively healthy and I'm trying hard to lose weight (going to the gym, salads for lunch etc)
I was so relieved by this as I was trying to work up the energy to make dinner and not eat my fingers while doing it cos I was starving by this point. I changed and got plates, cutlery and drinks ready to eat dinner with. He opened the door and brought the takeaway bag into the kitchen for me to unload and went back to his games. I unpacked everything and brought his to where his set up is and went into the living room with mine to watch something while I ate.
I managed to rest here for about an hour before going to my weekly dance class (I thought about not going but I had the attitude to go and have also paid upfront for the month so I'd lose out if I didn't go lol). I was planning to go easy to be honest but the instructor had different ideas and ran a really intense class where I got personal bests for heartrate and calories burned during the class.
I came home, showered, made lunches for the next day (today), emptied and reloaded the dishwasher, locked the front door for the night and said I was going to bed cos I was beat. It was 10pm at this point and I get up at 7am but I've been sleeping badly recently so want to get an early night. I do my nightly routine and am checking a blog that I keep up with when I hear him coming up the stairs so I set my alarms and plug my phone in.
We have a cuddle in bed and catch up on what happened at the hospital and how his day was and as we're talking he tries to move my hand down from his chest to his crotch. I resist his pulling and say I'm way too tired to give a bj now. He complains he's had no sexual attention today at all today (I've been at home about 2 hours of the time he's been awake) and he really needs it. I say I'm sorry and I can play with it with my fingers but won't be doing anything more. We talk some more while I do and he keeps twitching it and doing hip thrusts. I think about changing my mind but think 'no, I've had a really long day and should be able to say no once in a while without it being a big deal' (for reference, I gave him 4 bj's Sunday and 1-2 yesterday I can't quite remember). Eventually, he gave up and told me to just go to sleep then. I turned over and fell asleep within minutes.
This morning, I'm wondering if I should have just powered through and done it for him because I really was grateful, but I was so worn out my body felt like it was made of bricks. I wanted to show my appreciation for sorting dinner the way he did in a way that he would receive it (love languages and all). I said thank you and gave him a big hug and a kiss when he said he'd ordered it and it would be arriving soon, but it's not in the language he'd want to receive it so I worry he didn't really hear it.
AITA for not giving my fiance a thank you bj after he looked after me?