[ ...he wants to remain deeply angry that his husband was just doxxed, but it's hard not to be flattered when this kid is being so genuine. ]

Well, he was the first to start singling me out for one-on-one company, I suppose, but he was so deeply closeted that I had to be the first to suggest we do something for the explicit purpose of romantic coupling and call it a 'date'.

We picked our rings out together. We wanted both them to match and both think 'surprising' one another with engagement rings was bound to end badly; it's impossible to coordinate a set that would look nicely together and be something we'd each like, otherwise.