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Why do I keep doing this to myself?
I keep doing nice gestures for this completely hot stranger– No! He's not hot! At all! I'm gay– Straight! I swear I'm straight. Yeah. Not into guys whatsoever. Heterosexual.
His coat smells nice...
It smells like Old Spice perfume.
I hope we get out of here soon. He's too fatuous. I can't be thinking like a... a teenager! I can't be thinking that way anymore. That's it. I'm not gay. I'm just bored. I'm just bored so I'm just making a friend, right?
He's a friend.
So, I don't need to worry.
The moment I get out of this goddamn elevator, I'll make sure we never meet again.
Hell, I'll even ignore him if he says 'hi'.
I don't need him in my life. After I leave this place, we're done. This weird.. flirty thing is no more than a stupid experiment my fucking mind is trying out. It's just like high school. I know I'm straight– I-I just know it. My mind is just playing tricks on me, is all. I don't need him to–
"H-Hey, Joonie? You alright..? You look like you're about to pass out.", I hear a sweet and concerned voice, immediately snapping out of my thoughts.
"U-Uhm. Yeah. I'm- I'm great. I'm good. Never been better.", I say, and holy shit did I just notice something.
I'm gay. I'm gay as fuck. Holy shit I'm so gay. Only for Jimin though. Wait what the fu–
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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
