𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟗✔ | 𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐘 𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐒

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The following morning you decide that living with your embarrassment was unbearable.

You tried squeezing your eyes closed to alter your reality but it was all in vain. You tried to forget about it with a nice scorching hot shower.

You gathered all of your favorite soaps, and bunched all of your clothes together as you threw yourself into the bathroom.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" You asked your reflection, rubbing sleep from your eyes. Last night, what were you thinking?

There was no way you were completely sober?

Impulse was not something you were with your emotions. And to admit them to Geto of all people...

SMACK!

You slapped a hand over your face.

Hot men were ruining your life.

"Maybe a nice..." Your hand reached for the shower knob. "Long..." You grunted struggling to twist the already rusting knob.

The apartment complex really needed to hire new maintenance workers. The last few were arrested for breaking into apartments.

You rolled your eyes thinking about it. Now that you thought about it there was something you were meaning to do...

However it was too late.

By the time you used up your strength to turn the knob water spurted everywhere. Including your eyes. You went tumbling through the doorway, rubbing your stinging eyes. "SHIT!" You cursed the faulty system of your bathroom immediately reaching for your phone.

That was what you were meaning to do.

Get your pipes fixed.

You unlocked the phone your screen lighting up as your fingers typed frantically at the keyboard. You had gotten up until the last few sentences when you realized who you were texting for help.

Your eyes stared blankly at the message addressed to...

Geto.

You were riddled with frustration. Knowing that you had fucked this up for yourself. When things were wrong in your apartment you called Geto over to come and fix things.

For free.

And you trusted him being in your apartment when you weren't there. He wasn't necessarily skilled in handy work but he got the job done.

You couldn't expect him to work miracles with this crappy apartment complex. Shit, now that you were thinking maybe you DID make a mistake.

Maybe...you should apologize to him.

No...yes?

Your heart drummed quietly in your ears as you thought it over. You knew Geto. He was never the type to give in first.

Especially when he was not in the wrong.

Stupid Aquarius men, you thought.

So then that was that. There was no other way you'd get your pipes fixed if you didn't just suck it up and apologize.

And so you headed over next door, your body wrapped in your towel and your hair tied away. You took a deep breath knocking hard and loud.

You weren't coming all this way for nothing.