FH said it after a month haha. He wears his heart on his sleeve.
To be honest, I didn't say it back right away. I needed a bit of time to get to the same spot he was, but I fully appreciated his honesty. He didn't take any offence to me not saying it back right away, he just said he wanted me to know how he felt.
I said it first about 4 months in to dating, but I'd been thinking about it for a while. He told it to me about 9 months in to dating and I went "Omg! Really?" and he goes "UH I DON'T KNOW! Yes? Maybe? I don't know!" That response crushed me, so I didn't push. He didn't say it again until we'd been dating for just over a year. It's funny because he went out of town during new year's that year, and I went to a NYE party with his friends. His friend (who was also a GM) and I had a drunken moment where he sang "Hey Jude" to me as a way of telling me that my now-DH really did love me just didn't know how to say it. Oh the memories!
I said it in my sleep TWO days in. He said it the next day.
I said I love you first about 2 months in he said it back about 2 months later, He was a little put off by me i felt when i first said it but i think we were ( are ) so young he wasn't thinking about love but i sure was, I a happy he has since changed his mind. lol
Herm- I think he did- I know he KNEW before I did. no wait- hold on- I SAID it first... but I knew he wanted to.
He didn't want to say it b/c he didn't want to scare me off- which would have been a reality- I have strong feelings about saying "I love you" and I made a mini self promise I wouldn't say it again till I was ready to get married- I remember being at his place and I think he kissed me and it was just that- just a kiss with literally no intentions other than that- was probably 1.5 year in? and it was like this overwhelming moment of relief that I knew he wanted to be with me for me- not to screw me or use me (hello baggage- thanks to the fucking party).
And I just remember feeling very safe- and scared at the same time- and I started crying and he was like- what's wrong? And I said- "I think I love you"
It was kind of a surprise to me- I wasn't expecting to be in love with him at all- he goes- well I know I love you (tears in his eyes at this point)... I just didn't want to say it.
oiy- man that was a while ago. happy warm fuzzies- and remembering that ugly ass comforter on his bed.
So many early birds! I had an ex that I felt said it way too early, so my relationship with FH went a lot slower. He said it first and it was like 10 months in. We both felt it before then, but he waited until Valentine's Day to say it, lol. It's was pretty friggin' adorable.
It was maybe the 4th or 5th time that DH and I hung out and spent time together. I was leaving his house and on my way out I kissed him goodbye and said "love you bye", and I said it so naturally lol. He just looked at me like wtf and so did I and I started walking away and I said well I dont blame you if you dont call me haha
After that we just joked about it, and when we were more serious about saying I love you, we started to say "Olive you", and eventually said that real thing haha
I said it first. It came out like a natural reaction to the true love and appreciation I felt for his knight in shining armor protection. I had just come out of a very abusive relationship. My abusive ex would stalk me, and once had pushed his way into my apartment one day after I got in from work. He was outside my bathroom door while I was going to the bathroom. I was so violated. And scared. I was dating my now husband for a few months at the time, and he came to my house every day, after work, to make sure that this ex would never do something like that again. Husband is 6'3" my ex is 5' 7" so it worked like a charm. He never stalked me again. The week that this started, and he provided his "protection services" lol, I blurted out "I Love You" and he said he loved me too.
FH said it first. He had come over one night, placed a bouquet of flowers on my windshield and texted me that I should go outside and see how pretty the moon looked that night. So of course I did, saw the flowers, looked around....didn't see him. FH snuck up behind me, wrapped his arms around me and whispered "I love you" in my ear. It was so sweet.