Me and Coyote actually met about 10 years ago, and we completely failed to get to know each other properly (The first time I remember meeting him, he had his hair in pigtails and was wearing a badge saying "I am a 16 year old girl") He is very popular in the group of friends I had just joined by coming to university, I heard so many stories that started "there was that time when Coyote did..." and "do you remember when Coyote did..." I was far too intimidated to talk to him, he always seemed so cool and aloof. And apparently I was this attractive young thing that all the men were flirting with and he was too intimidated to talk to me...so due to mutual shyness, and him being married, and me having various boyfriends, we just completely missed each other. When we finally got together, it was by accident, we were sharing a hotel, he'd separated from his wife and needed cheering up, there was an awful lot of alcohol and flirting and we sort of fell into bed together. It was meant to be a one night stand, I was absolutely going to play it cool and not call him again, but I couldn't stop smiling when I thought about him...and I managed to last 3 days before I invited him to come watch movies at my place.
Since then, we've had our ups and downs, we both came into this relationship with wagon loads of baggage and it took us a while to get things right together (he used to get very jealous and try to control me, I'm naturally very flirty and rebellious about being controlled... fights ensued.) but now...I can't imagine my world without him. He is the most genuinely kind and caring person I know, he doesn't even think about it, he protects me and helps me. He does things like come to bed and hug me for hours when I'm feeling ill, if he thinks something is dangerous (barking dogs, noisy drunks) he puts himself between me and whatever it is, he kisses me and tells me he loves me every day before work and brings me cups of tea in bed, when I had the miscarriage he slept on the hospital floor rather than leave me alone....and many other things. but he doesn't think about it, he doesn't consider that he's doing anything nice, to him, this is just what you do. We also fit each other so very well, its got to the point that we can almost read each others minds, I can anticipate his words, he can anticipate mine (we don't play battleships any more, last time we played it was terrifying how similar our decisions were, he one one move ahead of me) and we are so massively silly together (his nose makes a beep noise, his left ear goes 'awooga' and his right ear defaults as 'quack') and we have great fun bickering. We're going to get married next year, and I just love him so very very much.
I can't wait to have a baby with him. It's still so amazing to me that we're going to have a baby together that's half him and half me. It's wonderful.
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