Male + Female = Couple?

Today, I went to West Coast Park to take a look at Event 0. Didn't want to stay home. XY didn't go in the end because she fell sick and I told PL it was okay we didn't meet up since she had to go to the airport at seven. So, I asked YJ along since we had agreed to go cycling for a long time but never got down to it.

So we met and cycled. I had reached the place first and rented a bike. YJ arrived shortly after that and I was somewhere else when he called. I told him to rent a bike and find me since the place was quite small. He found me rather quickly since I was cycling very slowly. The first thing we talked about was how lousy the bikes were. Mine was squeaking the whole time and my bum still hurts from the horrible seat. We were so worried that the bikes would fall apart since they were so rusty. Haha. Upon reaching the central meeting area, we met MS and he actually took out the rubber covers from my bicycle handles. Yikes.

The whole day was quite fun although I was worrying about how YJ felt since the volunteers were all strangers to him. Had wanted him to meet more people, widen his social circle and possibly take an interest in doing volunteer work but it seems that he's not ready to. Anyway, we had a lot of fun at the playground and time passed really fast. We went for dinner while the rest had their debrief. When it ended, SF called and said where they were. He mentioned something about "you and your beau." Rolls my eyes.

Why do people have to automatically think that two people will have to be a couple when one is male and the other is female?

When I heard SF saying that, another incident came to mind. This was what happened. Last year, when my babysitter's husband was in hospital for cancer, YJ went with me to visit him. He couldn't talk much then and when he wanted to go to the toilet, YJ helped to bring him to the toilet. At his funeral a few days later, my babysitter talked about him passing away and that he was happy to see that I have found someone nice. It dawned on me that he actually died thinking that I was together with YJ. The first thought was sadness. What a misunderstanding.

I told YJ about it tonight after the remark of "you and your beau". It suddenly became hilarious. We laughed madly and he said something as an afterthought. That he actually thought my babysitter's husband misunderstood because he had that look in his eyes when we were leaving. What kind of look, I'll never know.