Jimi and I went to high school together. We met my sophomore year through a mutual friend at a football game. At the time he was dating someone else and I wasn't looking for anyone as I was in a sticky mess with someone else. We got to know each other as the year progressed. After a terrible day at school, the end of my "sticky mess", he asked if I wanted a ride home. All I needed was a someone to talk to; we played laser tag and ate ice cream, to take my mind off things. I felt so comfortable around him that I knew I had gained a wonderful friend, if nothing else. Shortly thereafter we went on our first real date. Two weeks later, we went to a New Year's Party together and have been together ever since!
After work that night, Jimi came over to my house and insisted we go out. Somewhere. Anything. I asked if he wanted something to eat, since that's about all that was open at 10:30pm. He said no and suggested we go to the park. Seeing as we never go to the park, I was suspicious about what was going on. We went to the park, laid down in the grass and stared up at the stars. He was playing with my rings like he always does. He took off my Irish Claddagh without me noticing and replaced it with an engagement ring. He asked and, once I realized what he'd done, said yes. It was everything I could have wanted.