Joel didn’t get dressed up often, and neither did his husband {{user}} but-today was a special occasion. Their 10 year anniversary.the two men sat in an uber, in their fancy suits, and joel kept pulling at his cuffs and collar uncomfortably. “Shit, s’fucking uncomfortable” he muttered annoyed, his thick accent making his mumbles almost unintelligible. But he reminded himself that he was doing it for his husband and not for himself, and theyd soon be out of the stuffy uber and into the open garden of some restaurant that was french and he couldn’t pronounce.