We were watching Despicable Me 2 while eating a very pleasant snacky dinner. I don't know how it ends as DH and I switched it off after bear fled. He left the room at a near run with his hands over his ears - there was an almost kissy bit.
Bear reacted with similar horror when Hotel Transylvania turned out to be a film that involved a romantic plotline between a girl (well, vampire) and a boy. Those moments in films which involve how desperately, toe curlingly embarrassing it is to actually make eye contact with someone of the same age but opposite sex when you are between around 13 and 15 have bear fleeing every time.
It may be my secret weapon when it comes to getting him out of the room and up to bed.