Two

On the 28th of January, I celebrated 2 years of togetherness with KH. It was on this day that he asked me the simple question:

Do you want to be my boyfriend?

And after my simple nod, he took my first kiss. And we've been on an LDR since that fateful day. And for that reason, our 2 years is unlike the 2 years of other couples. Due to the physical divide, we enjoy less intimacy (however, whatever chance at intimacy we get is explosive and cherishesd), we perhaps do not understand each others' daily habits as well (but we have become very adept at reading each others' mood over the phone) and we do not get to spend much time together (which makes us still lovey-dovey when we meet).

But special circumstances aside, gay relationships are usually given a 2-year expiry date. Gulp! Though I worry, I just keep working at it, and I am confident that things are still rosy. Our level of trust has deepened and we have delved into parts of our lives that we usually like to keep separate for fear of complications in the instances of break-ups. Contingencies aside, it is quite sad to go live life fearing the end. I'm trying hard to keep things fresh (but not to the extent that I have think of a surprise everytime we meet!) and not fall into a trap of monotony.

We marked the occassion with a lunch at The Cave Couple Restaurant in SS2. It was my first time there and since the idea was quite novel and it gave some much-appreciated privacy to its patrons, we decided to give it a try. Apollo and SK were there before, and following SK's feedback, we avoided their Asian food section. Prices were also on the steep side, so our level-headedness saw us order a couple of set lunches-- Turkey Pomodoro (nothing much to look at, but it's quite tasty) and Chicken Gelsuhir (tasty char-grilled chicken on a bed of vegetables and mashed potatoes). Behind the sheer curtains and dark interior, it was easy to steal kisses and be all "sticky rice".

On our way to my regular mama-san's place for a little skankiness, we passed by UMMC and saw that the road had been cordoned off by scores of police personnel and the FRU. Luckily the funeral procession of Kugan's (the guy who died in police custody) body had not started. After frantically going at each other, we exploded in exhaustion and just slept in each others' arms. Unfortunately, I was kinda inundated by phone calls from work and home (ish, should have left it on silent!). Sent him home after a session of manja-ing.

In terms of gifts, KH gave me a pair of 2xist Retro briefs, a T-shirt from Celio and a stainless steel water bottle from Kleen Kanteen (was always berating me for not having a water bottle in my backpack, :P). On the other hand, I made him a simple card with an etched motif and bought him a red-corded charm bracelet from Thomas Sabo-- was so Yuet Lou-inspired (Taoist matchmaker god). The 2 years wasn't easy, but I look forward to more of it. :).