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I still chuckle remembering the chaos of that football game when Hugo, with a playful nudge, first caught my eye across the roaring stands, an instant, unspoken recognition passing between us as two gay men navigating the very public, very straight-dominated space. That initial spark quickly blossomed as we shared stories, navigating our shared history and the unique fears that often shadow the LGBT community, each honest conversation a tiny brave step we took together towards building something real. Years later, curled up on our sofa, I still look at him and feel that same playful flutter, so grateful we dared to chase that electric, stadium-born connection, proving that modern love, especially for us, is a continuous, joyful act of choosing bravery.