29/06/2026
How I started a forever journey with a yanshless man ππ
So this morning, hubby was dressing for work and he requested I packed his food instead of eating at home. I reluctantly stood up to do as been told. Not because I was tired or being lazy but that's another plan to skip breakfast because before he would eventually eat that food ehnππ, giving excuses of attending to customers but that's not where I'm going today π€.
As I stood up and turned to take the next footstep, I saw one shirtless masculine figure in a yanshfull baggy jeans with belt holding the waist firmlyπππ. I paused....
I said "omo" and was laughing πππ . He was laughing with me without knowing why I was laughing o. Amidst his chuckles, "what happened?", he asked.
"Ehn ehn? Nah my bby be this?" I replied, looking at the yansh and the belt sitting pretty on the waist.
I wanted to slap the bu**um and run away as usual cos I love how the thing dey always bounce back like 4 days agege bread at every hit. At least he does same for my yansh anytime I'm passing or cooking but the difference? Mine is soft and that's what he loves ππ.
You cannot relate cos single life yaff want to kee uπ₯±π₯±π₯±
Back to my story, to slap the yansh no even do me this morning, but just wondering how we moved from the man in the picture to this one I'm seeing nowπππ.
So I refreshed his memory to those days his yansh is always lost inside trousers, that's not even my prob cos most men are yanshless though, so...π€·ββοΈπ€·ββοΈ.but the main gist was how he used to use rope to hold his trousersπππ€£π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£. Yes, rope. Craziest part, the rope would not enter all the belt hooks on the trouser o, oga go just look for two belt hooks and tie his thing at the front, he would now shook the remaining longy longy at the front inside his trousersππ€£π€£π€£π€£, class governor ma pami nowπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉ.
I con dey ask am how he made me stay gangan cos I use hin eyes see shege before I gree but this n***a held my neck like I was his only toaster thenπππ.
Fast fwd to when we were already a thing, omo, I just didn't know how to start with him owning a property to himself cos this man and his a room self con ehn...πΉπΉπΉπΉπΉ. Story for tomorrow.
I finally got him a belt cos I wasnt just comfortable again. Guess what? This man still wouldn't use itπππ.
At some point, I was like shey they forbid belt for u ni? πΉπΉ. Nah nails for wall dey use belt πππ.
I can't even recall how he started using belts sef. I think it was when he was contesting at SUG level and needed to start dressing cooperate but before then, he was already our faculty president but was still using his rope oπΉπΉ cos if he tries to _tore-in_ and use belt lasan, his yansh and waist would not gree for himπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉπΉ
In summary, give me my award cos I don try for this man body π₯±π₯±π₯±π₯±