It was a sunny summer day in San Diego in 2024. The birds were chirping, the kids were outside playing… and for the record, we were the kids. Jabrian: Kickball Sundays—that’s where it all started. Opening party at AWOL Bar. I was doing my usual: laughing, joking, fully in the moment with my team… when Hunter noticed me. Bold and intentional, he walked right over and started talking to me—in front of everyone. We swapped Instagram handles (because apparently that’s modern romance now). Not wanting to seem too eager, I waited a couple days before sending, “Hey hey.” And honestly… that started everything. Hunter: Okay, to be clear—that did not start everything. Yes, he messaged first, but I made the move. I said hi in front of his team, then asked why he messaged me, and made it very known I thought he was cute. From the way Jabrian carried himself—always making people laugh, always bringing energy—I already knew I wanted to get to know him. And when we finally talked, something in his eyes told me this might be something real. Jabrian: Soon after, we agreed to meet for coffee—Hunter’s favorite thing. Morning, afternoon, night… coffee always works. Me? Not a coffee person. But I was definitely interested. Hunter: The coffee was intentional. In Hillcrest, dating usually starts with drinks and ends in the same pattern. I wanted something different. I even suggested an early morning meet-up—and I am not a morning person—so that says a lot. Jabrian: We met at a coffee shop near his apartment and talked for hours. That one date turned into walks, dinners, and cuddles… and feelings came fast. Then he left for two weeks to take his younger brother to college. Those two weeks felt like two months. We talked every day. Texts, FaceTime, constant connection. And somewhere in that time apart, it became clear for both of us—this wasn’t casual. Hunter: Life’s too short to ignore something that feels right. On August 4, 2024, just weeks in, on the patio at Gossip Grill, he asked me to be his boyfriend. I said yes. Quickly. Jabrian: Four months later—keeping with the theme of 4s—we moved into our first place together on December 4th. What started as a joke (“let’s just look”) turned into finding the perfect apartment in Mission Valley… with the next unit available on that exact date. It felt like a sign. Hunter: We combined our homes, built our first space together, and even found a new circle of close friends along the way. No more back-and-forth—finally one home with Prince. By then, love wasn’t a question—it was a constant. Jabrian: We had both thought about proposing in our own ways. Meaningful dates, perfect timing… but nothing quite felt like our moment. Until it was. Hunter: When Beyoncé announced her tour, we planned a trip to New York with my sister, where she got engaged as well. Somewhere in that planning, it became obvious: this was it. The moment had to happen there. So on May 24, 2025, at Beyoncé’s concert, in the middle of everything we love—music, joy, energy, C—it happened. Jabrian: No, I didn’t know. Maybe I hoped. But when it did… everyone within hearing distance knew I was engaged. That weekend, Feyoncé was born. But our story was never meant to be just one proposal. I wanted him to have his moment too. OutLoud Sports—the place where this all began—gave me community after leaving the Navy. It gave me friendship, belonging… and unexpectedly, it gave me him. My person. The one who sees me clearly, even when I can’t. The one who shows me love can be steady, intentional, and safe. So giving him his own yes, surrounded by the people who watched our story unfold, felt right. Jabrian and Hunter: Because this was never just about one yes. It’s about choosing each other—again and again. And now, surrounded by the people who have loved us and cheered us on from the beginning, we’re so ready for what comes next.