title says it all. I (26F) sound like a real asshole, but bare with me. I (26F) knew my boyfriend (42M) for years now. My boyfriend (42M) is allergic to bees, but whatever like who cares. One day I (24F) saw him (42M) trying to kill a bee (0 M). So I (24F) stopped him (42M) and rescued the bee (0M). It’s also worth mentioning that I (24F) ripped his resume that he (42M) was proud of apart to put the bee (0M) on it (although I didn’t need to). Long story short, the bee (0M) started talking and asked me if I (24F) like jazz, can you imagine this. My ex-boyfriend (42M) would never ask me if I (24F) like jazz. Although I (24F) really liked this bee(0M), I (24F) kept our relationship professional and helped him (0M) pursue his law career. But my boyfriend (42M) kept being mad at me (24F) for not talking to him (42M) and not coming to our yogurt night. After me (24F) and the bee (0M) won our case, we wanted to celebrate by having a little dinner. My boyfriend (42M) came to the house early and was mad at me (24F) for eating with the bee (0M). I (24F) went to the kitchen for a little moment then I(24F) saw him fighting the bee (0M) in the bathroom. I (24F) immediately got mad at him (42M) and kicked him (42M) out of the house. He (42M) also got mad at me (24F) because I (24F) immediately became the bee’s (0M) girlfriend. AITA?