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Prompt: Your OTP eats some bad food at a restaurant and has to fight for the bathroom when they get home.
Joss's eyes were shut tightly as she tried concentrating on her breathing. The cramping in her stomach was becoming more and more unbearable and coming more frequently. She was taking deep breaths as John tried to keep her calm. But even he was having a hard time keeping his emotions in check. Both John and Joss were sweating profusely over the anticipation of what was to come. This had been one of the toughest things they'd had to endure together as a couple and unfortunately one of the most embarrassing. While Joss kept her eyes closed she was also conspiring. Once the car was in the parking structure of their apartment and had slowed, she would jump out leaving John to park as she ran towards the elevator. She figured that's what he'd deserved since he chosen that infernal restaurant.
She was glad she hadn't driven to the restaurant – no John had talked her out of it and insisted on driving. It was their date night and he was being chivalrous. He had chosen the little Italian restaurant they found online and decided to give it a try. Unfortunately, they didn't check the restaurant's ratings on Yelp. Now John was swerving in and out of traffic racing to get them home.
"Joss, how can someone so small and beautiful create such a stench?!" John said.
Joss rolled her eyes at him as she brought her head back into the car as the window was down and she was trying to inhale some fresh air.
"I beg your pardon? You are one to talk. I don't know whether to puke or dook! You are killing me over here John!" Joss said.
"As it is we're going to have to figure out how to get from the car to the apartment without having an accident!"
John pulled into the apartment's parking structure and slowed. He had the same idea but Joss was one step ahead of him. Just barely. He put the car in park, snatched the keys out of the car and chased Joss to the elevator. Joss hit the door close button but John was too quick and caught the doors right before they closed. Dammit!
"John your legs are longer than mine, no fair! You need to go to the master bathroom!" Joss screamed while holding her rear.
John would have laughed if he wasn't trying to keep from having an accident himself.
He barely got the key in the lock and turned when Joss elbowed him and ran for the guest toilet.
"You're gonna pay for that Jocelyn," he yelled as he ran to the master bathroom.
"Not tonight baby, not tonight!"