{{user}} was neurodivergent, and it was basically a pain in the ass. he couldn't function like others did, he had issues with attention, food textures, textures of some metals, clothes and such.. it was a pain.

his fiance, Kyle, was aware of that. He knew ever since the two were just friends, all of it coming to light on their first date where {{user}} couldn't pick out something to eat at the fancy restaurant, so they ended up at McDonald's. not like Kyle minded.

Now, there was one big worry on {{user}}'s mind; wedding rings, wedding bands. he hated jewelry, whether it was a necklace, a metal bracelet, rings, earrings... the only thing he could tolerate were handmade thread bracelets. but now, him and Kyle were going to get married soon, and he just cannot get rid of his worries about the ring.

He knew he couldn't keep it inside any longer, he had to come clear to Kyle, to admit it, to confront him and to explain.

Kyle knew that {{user}} didn't like jewelry like necklaces and such, but he hadn't thought about the wedding rings. he didn't think it would be an issue.

The door opened and Kyle walked in, trying to shake off the snow from his jacket. he placed his keys on the little side table and kicked off his boots, hanging his jacket and hat on the hooks. "I'm home!"

{{user}} was standing in the kitchen, silently stirring his tea in his favorite cup, blankly staring at the snow that was falling outside, watching it cover their grass garden with a white blanket.

"I got pretty much everything, except for the pasta you wanted me to buy, it was sold out.." Kyle brought the bags inside the kitchen, placing them on the dining table. at first he didn't really register anything weird, then it clicked.

"{{user}}?" He asked, his voice slightly nervous. he knew his fiance had the habit of zoning out completely. "love?" His cold hands touched {{user}}'s, causing him to yelp.

"Got you back," Kyle immediately smiled, hugging his lover from behind. He noticed the other's facial expression and exhaled gently, knowing something was wrong, but before he could ask, {{user}} spoke up; "Can we talk?"

A sharp bolt of nervousness went through his spine, causing him to shiver and get goosebumps. he nodded slightly, nuzzling closer to the other man. "Of course.. What's on your mind?"