Guffawing

I did an unintentional split in the middle of the Mall. 

He rushed to lend me a hand and couldn't stop asking if I was alright. 

Not a smirk, no laugh, no taunt, no trolling. He must be really scared of me.

6 Hrs later he is sitting in the Lounge, Guffawing! Finally he'd found the guts to laugh at me.

Me: What's the joke. 

Him: This afternoon when you fell.... more Guffawing! Then some more.

Me: Wasn't funny to you then!?

Him: Why would you falling be funny?!? (100% Puzzled)

Me: So what about it now...

Him: When I rushed to grab you and kneeled in that weird pose I tore a few stitches, quite a few stitches on my Linen pant. (Eyes & hand gesture to indicate how big, then hands me his torn pants) Never realised. Realised it now when I took em off. Guffaws and guffaws.

Me: So you're laughing coz you were walking around with torn pants. Examining the pants, the stiches did Split wide open! 

Him: And had no idea and .... guffaws.

Me to God: What in the world did I do to deserve him!! 

-Zmn