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I stood still as I progressed to push him away from me. I made a point to rub alcohol gel over my blazer, as well as on my shirt with my leathered gloves. I heard him mumble something under his breathe, but I didn't quite pay attention. It sounded like some sort of apology, but I didn't get an opportunity to answer as I was lost in my thoughts of disgustingness whilst I attempted to clean the germs off of myself.
Once I was mostly satisfied, I remembered how I'd just been crying, wiping my eyes. Namjoon turning towards me once again, a regretful smile making my way, dimples prominently engraved into his flesh.
"A-Again, I'm sorry..", He explained, finally standing up whilst resting his hand on the nape of his neck.
"Don't w-worry.. I just... it's not y-your fault. I'm being kinda s-sensitive today...", I sniffled, wiping the tip of my nose with a cloth tissue. He nodded in understanding, later bringing up what would become our next topic of conversation;
"You're a germaphobe..?"
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Elevator Music √ minjoon √
Fanfiction"H-Hi there..." "Hi." Germaphobe, Park Jimin, hates elevator rides. It's too bad he met the love of his life on one. --- Started: October 2nd, 2018 Ended: December 29th, 2019
