The INTP (alleged... she typed as herself INTP but in retrospect I'm not really sure of her type) I was with was quite a piece of work in this regard...
Not only did she seemingly not appreciate gestures of kindness/romantic fuzzyness and whatnot, but it seemed like her interest in the relationship was basically inversely proportional to the amount of effort I would put into things, on levels both big and small.
Any sort of gesture on my behalf, she either found stupid and annoying, or didn't really comment on at all. The harder I would try, the harder she would push away. The harder she would push away, the harder I would try... Obvious recipe for disaster, right? Apparently not obvious enough, at the time.
But that much alone would have been pretty understandable; it got worse.
Inevitably, when I finally started realizing things were headed nowhere (schmuck...), and started to withdraw from the relationship myself and hint at us probably needing to wrap things up, she would suddenly get all fervent to keep things going, convince me that XYZ would change, that she would make more effort, etc.., just long enough for the above cycle to start all over again. >_>
Happened a handful of times before things finally -thank God- ended.
Granted, I'm not really sure how much of that whole mess, if anything at all, can be attributed to her type, rather than just to immaturity and inexperience on behalf of us both... I certainly wasn't perceptive enough to recognize the psychological aspect of the whole "passion paradox" thing at the time, or how I was probably intimidating her with clingyness.
She, at a later date, made claims that she did in fact appreciate romantic gestures and the like, but that she felt uncomfortable showing it, because of societal expectations or something? I was never really sure on that point, but regardless, the whole thing did teach me one very valuable lesson;
Sometimes... "The only winning move is not to play." - WarGames