There’s nothing quite like being freshly 28, back from a lovely weekend away with your boyfriend of 3.5 years and having to dread the disappointed looks from your nosy, middle-aged coworkers when you don’t come in Monday morning with a ring on your finger, DESPITE THE FACT that you told them it wasn’t happening this weekend OR any time soon.
Literally every time we celebrate a special occasion or go on vacation, I get asked or get a comment from the same three ladies at my work. Sometimes it doesn’t even have to be prompted by anything in particular. Is this just my life for the foreseeable future? These are people I’m very friendly with and chat with almost every day but would never hang out with outside of work - most of them are around my mom’s age. I genuinely care about them (one got me a lovely gift for my birthday) and I guess to a certain extent I don’t really regret telling them about my personal life in conversations over the past few years.
It’s just tiring. I’m confident in my very stable relationship and in the forward motion we’re making. I know our timing is a little slower than a lot of other couples our age, but it’s what’s been right for us and we have a rough timeline of the next couple years that we’re both happy with. But without divulging more than I already have, how do I get my coworkers to stop smugly smiling every time I’m going out of town or asking if I’m getting an “extra special gift” for my birthday? It stresses me out way more than not actually being engaged in the first place.
Back to working loosely haha I enjoy it far too much 8]
He didn’t know when she started sitting there, every morning at eight, with a cup of coffee in her hands. He only knew when he started remembering her.
Sometimes she was with someone–a friend, he hoped–but most times, she was alone, sitting contentedly with her beverage, enjoying her own company.
He never could quite muster up the courage to go up to her–what was he going to say? “Hey, I’ve been watching you drink coffee every morning as I walk to work, how’s it going?” Yeah, that’s not a bit creepy.
So one day, when it was down-pouring, and he went his way to work, believing fully that perhaps today, he might not get to see her, he was surprised to find he was wrong. There she was, wearing a bright red raincoat–but no umbrella.
I have seen a few fics about either Lance or Keith having a diary and it always makes me giggle because ‘psh as if the other one is finding that shit, there’s is only one person in the entire team who is able to find that kind of stuff.’
Just, picture it, because I think it’s adorable. Let’s pretend both Lance and Keith have diaries (jorunals thx v much) and they gush about the other there, because it helps.
Can you imagine the conversations tho?
Keith: ugh, Lance is dumb to think anyone would fall for that pick up line.
Hunk: That’s not what you said in –
Lance: ugh, Keith is so insufferable, when is that mullet going to dissapear anyways –?
Hunk: July 21th at 23:45 pm, you wrote about it being, and I quote ‘a black mane with stars stuck on it.’
Lance: I hate you, how dare you, I put a password on it
Hunk: bondingmoment is not a strong password
Pidge: told you
Keith poping his head from the door: I heard bonding moment.
Lance: Hunk, buddy, you gotta stop reading pivate stuff, man, it’s not ethic and fair and –
Hunk: Keith wrote that your eyes are pretty
Lance: carry on
*Keith and Hunk meeting in a dark corner of the castle*
Keith: do you got the stuff?
Hunk: he wrote that his dream date is next to the beach
Keith: your service is appreciated
Lance: Is it too much to ask to just have that one person who is smitten with you and so in love and that would do anything just to make you smile? I just want someone to loooooOOOOOOOooooooove me, ugh.
Hunk: OH! I KNOW SOME –
Keith: *tackles hunk*
Shiro: Hunk, you need to stop readin your team’s diaries –
Hunk: Keith stole your eyeliner to write Lance a poem in the training room’s wall