Mr. Gucci part 2

I know I know…It’s been a long long time. 

I tried to do this the other week and Tumblr crashed losing my post. 

Anyways…After what happened. I saw him maybe like 2 or 3 weeks after that night. The taxi let him off in an odd area again and his battery was running low again. Like 3% low. *sighs*

So, I was in a panic looking for this man. I swear I tend to go through a lot of panics with this man. I’m never worried when waiting on someone yet with him I am. Like he is completely lost. Bleh.

Anyways, he found his way and I was so happy to see him in one peace. Way too happy. 

He apologized and such. I was just like “yeah yeah. You are in one piece. That’s all that matters right now.”

We chatted and caught up. It just felt good knowing that he was safe. That’s seriously all that mattered. His family vacation to Jeju was like more work for him since he had to drive them everywhere. He never had an actual break. Which had to be frustrating.

Then it happened….

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My stomach started killing me. I was like O.o why? Tried to play it off but my stomach wasn’t allowing it. 

So I had to do what all humans do…

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Go to the bathroom. 

I was so embarrassed! Tried not to make any sounds. I was doing well. Until he started asking questions.

I had to answer. He wouldn’t even play it off. HE WENT RIGHT FOR IT!

Saying how he loves how comfortable we are in front of each other. Like I had a choice. I was dying. If I could, I would have left my own place. 

Ugh…my life.

At that moment, this man has seen me at my worst way too often. 

Afterwards, my stomach was still dying. He rubbed it though to make it feel better. Which was sweet. 

He also was saying I looked tired and like I need a break. Bleh. Been getting that too often. 

The next day we both didn’t have work too early so we ate lunch at my favorite burger place. Bas Burger~~ Which was nice. 

But yeah. The man is alive and doing well. 

Until next time. 안녕~ 잘자~