A whole evening, but still
On a hill on July 6th 2004, when I first met my boyfriend, Daniel. The weeks beforehand were probably some of the worst in my life, due to a wanker I was "seeing" in a long-distance relationship. I'd been talking to Daniel for a couple of weeks online, and he kept asking me to meet up with him, as we live in the same town, but I was too shy, until one day when said internet boyfriend got me particularly sad.
We met infront of a shop, were shy at first, then went to sit on a hill nearby. A friend of his came up and sat with us after we'd barely sat down, but when he went away we sat and talked, mainly about problems with a guy who treated me like shit. Dan said that I deserved somebody better who would look after me and appreciate me, and we both knew what he was implying but I didn't broach the subject.
I've got a thing about my hands, I don't like people touching them, much less people I've just met, but he was sat next to me, with an arm around me (I was cold, he'd already given me his jacket) stroking my hand, and I didn't even flinch, much less pull it away. Sounds pretty corny, but sitting there on a fairly cold night after hardly ever going out for the past few months, with a boy I'd just met and was already comfortable with was the most beautiful moment in my life. And we're still together and very much in love ^-^

No apologies for length, if I could've made that evening any longer, I would have.

And Cloven, you kick ass
( Kittenpants, Sat 12 Mar 2005, 8:21, Reply)