My Germs
TVXQ Drabble Dec2015 UniverseTitle: My Germs
Author: kyouya3/kyouya-sama
Length: Drabble
Pairing: HoMin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Drama, Fluff
My Germs
Jung Yunho is what you call your typical perfect gentlemen with a lot of thing to improve once you know him. He’s my childhood and only friend. We know each other’s since we’re wearing diapers. I know he likes to wear his shoes inside the house and he knows I hate uncleanness and untidiness.
Imagine how many times I almost murder him after I have to live with him. He doesn’t close the veranda door until the rain wets the carpet. He drinks water bottle on his mouth; he knows we’re sharing it. Moreover, he still uses his shoes inside the house.
I will rent another unit if only I have graduated and made money of my own. Yunho is two years older from me so he has a job now and can afford to live on his own. Yet, he doesn’t because I still depend on his half month rent. I hate to not be able to be independent.
Ahh, I forgot to mention the two biggest problems. These problems probably occur after living with Jung Yunho for years. First I have a crush on him and yes, he’s available with no boyfriend or girlfriend. He swings both ways (I think) yet I’m too coward to tell him my feelings because I don’t want to destroy what I have. Another reason is I’m not sure I can survive living with him.
Why? Well, you see. I hate germs and Jung Yunho is a well definition of germs. It’s not like he doesn’t take a bath or like being dirty. He’s just a normal person, I’m not. I discovered something is wrong with me when I felt disgusted beyond reason to drink other’s people drink because there’s no water bottle left. It’s a camping club and it was freaking summer and I fainted from dehydration. Yunho obviously wasn’t there or he would have me drink from nearby lake. It was three years ago.
Anyway, it grows over time. I begin to feel disgusted to touch things other people have touched. I hate shake hands beyond reason. I start using antiseptic until it irritates my hands. I don’t feel comfortable walking anywhere without my mask and gloves though I don’t wear them most of the time to not making people think I’m crazy.
I want to hug Yunho, touch him, and even kiss him if he allows me but I can’t. I will end up puking into his face or fainting. He will grow sick of me and eventually thinks I’m a burden. I can’t have that, I just have to live with my stupid Germaphobia (I search for the name, okay) in secret and treasure every moment I have left with Yunho. I know someday he will meet someone (certainly not me) and marry her/ him.
I close my diary; a stupid therapy my newest secret therapist thinks will help me. Cursing, I slammed my forehead, a bit too hard on the dining table. I might develop a bump on my forehead so I try to find some ointment. I curse again when I realize I need to wash my forehead off the germs on the dining table so I rush to the bathroom.
Like it isn’t chaotic enough, I remember I forgot to order dinner and Yunho will come home soon. I’m on the way to find my phone when Yunho’s figure shows up in front of me. He’s standing right in front of the dining table with my diary on his hands. He looks at me with serious concerned eyes and that’s how I know he has read what I wrote. I’m done; I’m so throwing myself from my shared apartment’s veranda.
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