Haphephobia: the fear of being touched.
Blake, a second-year Psychology student, hadn't ever heard of such a phobia, until the day he was hired as a guide for Dean, the heir of a rich family.
Even though Dean had the appearance and behaviour of a ge...
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Collin's feet barely touched the pavement as he ran, a hand clutched to the messenger bag so it wouldn't fly around.
Luckily for him, there were practically no people on campus on a Saturday to further delay him. Unluckily for him, he was on campus on a Saturday and he was late.
As he approached the parking lot the image of a slender man leaning on a car slowly became more detailed, until he was close enough to see the way the man watched him with a slightly raised eyebrow.
Reaching the other, the younger man halted, bending forward to support his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Still bent, but with the levels of oxygen slowly returning to normal levels, Collin looked up to Adam, who maintained the same expression.
- You are late.
Not quite defeated, the younger man looked to the watch on his wrist, only to frown at the other in exasperation.
- It's just five minutes.
- After the accorded time. - Adam completed. - Therefore, you are late.
Collin rolled his eyes, standing straight.
- Can't you let it slide? I'm not used to waking up so early on the weekend.
He shrugged, turning to open the car.
- You are the one who agreed on coming.
The intern blew out some air in annoyance, but knowing he was in no position to argue, he silently stomped to the passenger side, entering the vehicle. On a usual situation he would have argued back, but this time Adam was actually doing him a favor on letting him tag along.
That day he would be accompanying his supervisor to some fancy laboratory one hour away, so he could pick up something Collin hadn't really made the effort of memorizing. Although he would much rather be asleep, he had no choice but to make that deal in turn of being allowed to skip one day and half of the internship, on the count of having extra rehearsals for the play.
