The One with the Boyfriend or: Onesies and Diarrhea
by 10999 (and comments by Fragarach).
I have been living with my boyfriend for over a year now, and the positive sides have been overwhelming: A constant supply of a sexy booty next to me in bed that I can either cuddle or have sex with, conversations at any time of the day or night, and the smell of freshly cooked risotto when I come home from a long day at university. Moreover, I don’t have to battle anyone for the bathroom-shelf space to keep all my creams and nail polish on a nice display. In return I will happily share my coconut shower cream with my boyfriend (yes, even full-grown, bearded men sometimes want to smell fabulous, I can accept that).
After two years of being in a relationship it doesn’t matter what you wear or if you wear anything at all…basically anything goes at home. Onesies, open toilet doors, diarrhea (Fragarach edit: It was 10999 with the diarrhea) are no problem if you have come this far. Moreover, it is nice to have someone taking care of you when you are sick who is not disgusted by your puke. True story.
It is great that we can share the household duties – which leaves me with the floor and laundry while Fragarach has to do the dishes. Even though it can be quite annoying that my boyfriend refuses to wear matching socks and I can therefore never find a partner for the socks in the laundry, it is still better than scraping pans and pots for me!
However, there are dark sides to the fairy tale: the bed, for one. I like to go to sleep around midnight; my boyfriend likes to stay up until 3 or 4 am. I have to get up early in the morning to work; my boyfriend has to work until late at night. I like it pitch black and warm; my boyfriend likes dimmed lights and chilled air. Meet the relationship savers: sleeping socks, sleeping mask and earplugs.
Also, food. Do you know that donut/yoghurt/mango/… you were looking forward to all day and that has mysteriously disappeared from the fridge when you come home? Yeah. Mark it as yours or it’s anyone’s prey.
We are still fighting the everyday difficulties of an overfull bin or hair clogging the sink – but all in all it works out extremely well for us, as we like the same things: a good film or series, freshly cooked food and kinky sex – what more do you want?
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