To ask how you knew your DP was interested in you?

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I've been single for a while now and feel slowly like it would be nice to start dating someone again.

Except I've been out of the loop for years and it's all a big mystery to me.

AIBU to ask how you knew your DP was interested and who made the first move? If it was through work did you get to know each other a little before you went on a date or was it quick and happened almost immediately after you met? Every relationship I've ever had began when drunk at university and things have moved on since then. I have a few friends who swear by online dating apps but there's a nice man at work who I definitely would be interested in before trying those.

Thanks in advance

We met in a nightclub in our 20s, he approached me. We danced and drank and swapped phone numbers. He was very straight forward and texted saying he wanted to see me again. A few days later we went on a date and it was just very easy, conversation flowed, we were on the same wave length. I think I knew he was interested because I felt the same way, it was all very organic and uncomplicated.

We met abroad. My father introduced us. He ignored me the first time I met him (he’s very deaf)

The next night he saw me and told me I looked incredibly beautiful

That was all it took! I’m easy. Lols

We spent every min with each other.

We went to a patch after about a month of being together. He said he wasn’t ready. But I just knew that I could t let him go

We’ve been married for 11 years.

As others said.

The relationship just flowed. There was no second guessing. I didn’t for one min not think he was into me. He was a good guy from the off. Very loyal. Very trustworthy.

It wasn’t hard work or even any work. We just flowed together. I always knew where I stood.

We were friends for years.
We both became single within a year of Eachother. We started chatting more and it got more flirty than friends.
All our friends kept Saying they could see us together.. And it kind of clicked from then in a way other than friends.
Now have 2 dcs together and married.

He wanted to spend time with me - it's as simple as that, really. He took every opportunity there was to be in my company.

After telling me the night we met he wouldn't be free to meet again til the weekend, he called me the following morning to ask me out to dinner the next night rather than go sailing.

That was it - we were a couple thereafter. No mind games and I always knew where I stood. Still do - 35 years later

In the very beginning it was talking. He was a friend of a friend. We met at a bar with others...the ladies were telling me ' mrTropic is hot! But we have zero to talk about, he's moody!' But we had chatted all night. I felt good because I knew then that we had something

He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.

He turned up at my place of work on Christmas Eve saying that as I had to work and he didn't he'd sit there and wait for me so he could give me a Christmas present when I finished.

We got drunk and kissed. I came into him very heavily, he took my home, stayed of the sofa desire my drunken protests. I vaguely remember it but to be honest, I was too drunk to consent really so he definitely made the right call. He’d had to carry me home. In the morning, he held my hair when I was sick and made me breakfast.

So many spelling Mistakes. Trying to breastfeed a grumpy baby. Came onto him, not into him. Desire = despite

He texted me the morning after our first date and asked me out again. From that moment we have been in constant contact by text or phone calls (the first time he called me, a few days later, I freaked out as no one calls anymore but it was traditional and romantic really!) All so easy and straightforward, 7 years later and 7 months married 😊 And he still makes me laugh as much as he did on our first date!

Still friendly @FesteredFairy

I'd want to be more than friendly with someone after that long. Though after my sister worked as cabin crew I could never trust a pilot as a spouse 🙈

At work but didn’t know each other. I used to see him around the building and he would look at me just a little too long to be a normal look. Then I saw him out at the weekend, he bought me a drink.... married 23 years!

We met at work. We both took the Piccadilly line home, and he always seemed to be leaving the office at the same time as me. I SO nearly asked him to get off at my stop and have a drink, but never plucked up the courage because I wasn't sure if he liked me, and I thought he had a girlfriend. Then one evening we were at a bar after work with colleagues, and I mentioned that my hands were cold. He held my hands and starting rubbing them to warm them up.....for quite a long time. We walked back to the tube station and kissed on the down escalator. There was no girlfriend. That was 25 years and three DCs ago.

We met through our hobby/club at 14 and he finally asked me on a date after 4 years of flirting!

I knew he was interested because he made it obvious. He was quite sexually forward (this was reciprocated by me), but he was also very sweet and he regularly messaged me, he made time to see me, he wasn't afraid to show that he was interested and he didn't play games or mess me about.

Overall I think the not playing games thing is what made it clear to me. That's how I knew he was the one.

This thread is so sweet!

I mentioned to my friend that I really liked MrBrisky and she said very pointedly "yes, and HE likes YOU"

Having dated him (disastrously) for six months a few years before, the biggest clue was that I didn’t have to analyse everything. This time around I KNEW he liked me, just from the fact I just felt that I didn’t have to question it.

He wanted to do things for me, he offered to do things (we were friends at this point).

The night I had no doubts, I was babysitting and he was supposed to meet his friends at the pub who were there with my sister (whom I was babysitting for). He stayed with me the whole evening, making me numerous cups of tea. It was lovely.

I lent him a CD. He returned it with a note with his phone number on.

He hosted a dinner party to get me round to his house. We ended up snogging in his back garden like teenagers!

He texted me regularly for 6 months in an attempt to get me to meet up with him (long distance relationship), despite my protests that I really wasn’t ready for a date due to a recent messy break up. But, persevere he did, and we crossed paths at a mutual friend’s wedding. He bought me drinks all night and we never looked back from there.

He travelled to see me every weekend, even once doing a 3 hour round trip just to spend 2 hours with me because he was off on holiday later that day. He always put in so much effort, which is why I’ve kept him for 13 years.

This is a lovely thread!

My DH asked for my number and arranged a date the following weekend. He also helped me build some flat pack furniture 😆

I had no doubt he liked me and I think he felt the same.

Met at work. I was new so he chatted to me , just casually " getting to know you" chat. I was catching public transport to work - he was driving and went past my place. He asked if I'd like a lift home in the afternoons , we talked more, that was it. No dramas, just a relaxed relationship which grew into love.

We met on an online dating site. He told me he liked me. He kissed me at the end of the night. A few weeks later, after we'd seen each other a few more times, we were snogging and I felt something twitch down there so it was obvious he was attracted to me