Today was absolutely, utterly perfect.
Just. Boyfriend scared the shit out of me by popping out of my closet when I didn’t even know he was in my house.
And then after I was ready, we went and rented Puss In Boots and bought chicken tender loin and macaroni and cheese with bacon.
And then we went to his house and. Erm. Took our frustrations out on each other, in a positive and satisfying way. XD
And then just cuddled and talked and were silly.
And then he made me lunch and we watched Puss In Boots.
And ate watermelon later.
And he makes me so incredibly happy.
I love that I can go to him and five minutes talking can take me from super tense and stressed to laughing and happy. I can vent to him about anything: drama, stress about work, stress about family or school, stress about not knowing what I want to do with my life.
And he gives the perfect combination of advice, “everything is going to be okay honey, don’t worry”, and distraction.
Everything with him just makes sense. We’re real with each other, tell each other how we feel and what’s bothering us, and just love each other.
We can go from being ridiculously cutesy sweet, to fucking the hell out of each other, to running around the house yelling silly things. Which is exactly what I need. Too much of one doesn’t work for me.
I love that he’s the same around our friends as alone (to a degree at least). He doesn’t change just so he seems “cooler” around other friends.
We make each other happy. We have so much fun together. I’ve never been in a relationship where I’ve had this much fun.
I’m so content just napping, watching a movie, or watching him cook.
I am so ridiculously heels over head for this boy. And I know he’s the same about me.
Who could ask for more than that?