It bothers me how much I like my boyfriend tbh holy shit
I guess it’s cause I’ve known him for six years? For six fucking years oh my god. And he’s literally one of the only three people who I’ve stayed friends with from our old massive group of friends.
You’d think things would be slower between us but we’re moving at a constant and steady pace and no part of me is uncomfortable or nervous. I’m the most honest with him, I don’t sugarcoat anything, and we still talk the way we did when we were only friends.
Just now we’ll hold hands or his arm will go around my waist or we’ll kiss.
And jeez. He accepts just everything about me so far. My preferences, my comforts. He respects things that make me uncomfortable, and refrains. He tries to keep me from situations he knows will make me uncomfortable. His response to me telling him (nervously) that I’m bi was to say that he loves everything about me and that acceptance kinda comes with the whole loving thing.
He has the highest advantage of anyone I will ever date because my parents adore him. They both think he’s a good guy, a great friend. I hope when they find out it’ll be easy and without too much drama.
It’s almost like we’re BETTER friends now that we’ve started dating. No more hiding behind the guise of staying where we were, staying as asshole friends, to prevent us from ever having real and legitimate conversations because actually talking was already too intimate for our JUST FRIENDS relationship.
But now we’re not just friends and I laugh the most when I’m with him. I’m so happy? What the fuck. What the f u c k man.
