Sunday was Catholic Mass, insisted by him because he wanted to pray for me and my job. And I sat between him and his mum in the pews, opting out of only going on my knees in prayer, but joining in for everything else.
And watching him on his knees, so deep in prayer, so God-fearing, was ironically the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I could've humped him right there and then. DAMMIT NICOLE STOP SINNING ALREADY. But God he looked hot.
He was singing to the hymns and at one point, he held my hands and motioned impatiently for his mum to do the same as he continued singing. It was so adorable. Sing sing throws impatient look at mother continue sing sing.
I tried to keep quiet in the Mass but he kept talking.
He whispered about how I must go out of the room because now they're distributing the Jesus body. Or bread. I don't know. Then when I orh'ed and attempted to leave, he held me back and went, "awww you so adorable, so clueless," and made me stay put.
Then after his mini feast, he came back and decisively said, "Okay see that's the bread. One day you'll be able to eat the bread too. Then our kids will eat the bread. And we will all eat the bread. Okay? Okay now go fill up the Catholic form later."
Wow wow wow such sure much decision.
God why'd you have to be so fucking handsome in a shirt.
When we reached home, he continued his decided rambles. He agreed with himself that he should send our kids to Church while they are young. And I said I won't go but he shot me this death glare and said, "NO! What if they ask why Mummy is not going? You must go, it is final."
So cute how to be angry with him hehe.
He sent me home a little later, spending the majority of the trip MIRACULOUSLY managing to sell even the weirdest Carousell items. Beginner's luck baby. But anyway, I get deals when he does too, so it's a win-win for all!
We passed by yet another new pop up in my neighborhood and he had such a big reaction. He rambled about how Clementi is the oddest, fastest turnover place ever and pointed to this stall that was a spectacle shop just two weeks ago, that is now a durian stall. Clementi has commitment issues.
He continued playing with this Chinese game at my place despite not being able to read anything. I cooed over how clueless he was and tried to pat his head. He insisted he wasn't so I asked very simply, "really? What's clueless in Chinese?" and he responded with 笨 awww my darling man.
The rest of the night was him making me read the text on his Chinese game and musing aloud that he should bring me to camp to help his team read also.
He also adorably told me about how his colleagues try to scam him by telling him the wrong meanings to Chinese words so he'd click on them as they instruct and lose LOL see kids this is why Chinese is important, so that you won't get scammed in lame games.
Rest of the night passed like a ghost.
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