Pain In The Ass
“I love you so much though sometimes you are such a pain in the ass…” He chuckled from across the phone when I said that. Sulking.
“I know, I’m sorry for being the pain,” Yeah, yeah.. as if he really cared after all this time.
“But I would buy a bandage, ointment, or muscle spray to relieve the pain,” I said again.
“Huh?”
“Because I love my ass, I would rather live my life having the pain in the ass than to replace it.” He laughed at my statement.
“I love your ass too.” He continued.
“I know.” I shrugged.
We both smile. We both laugh. We both are such a pain, but the most important: we are both such a biggest fan of each other’s asses.
24.07.25
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