I think I put it in an update in this thread, but not with much detail:
It was funny, in a way, because I could have gone to a concert with my Target or to a movie with my Punk, and I ended up chosing the latter.
We ended up going to a movie the day after valentine’s day, which is coincidentally the day before my birthday. I’m very squeamish, and it was a hannibal flick, and he told me he would cover my eyes for the whole movie if he had to. At some point during the movie I completely lost my mind and kissed him, which is very much unlike me. We went back to his house for a brief moment to pick up some things I’d left there earlier in the day, and he told me a “story” about how much he loved me. We went to dinner on my birthday and really early the next morning he got around to making the two of us official. So yes, indeed, he is my boyfriend now.
We went to dinner on my birthday and really early the next morning he got around to making the two of us official. So yes, indeed, he is my boyfriend now.