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emetophobia

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warnings: talk about emetophobia
pronouns used: she/her
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CLAY AND Y/N both talked about the phobia, emetophobia

and clay knew how bad it was with y/n, he knew that y/n couldn't handle even herself throwing up which made it much worse when she was

the two were currently on a bus going to the store. clay sat close to y/n knowing how people are on the bus

as the bus came to a stop to pick people up a women approached the bus and walked on

has she gave the bus driver a ticket she coughed which made y/n flitch taking clays attention

clay placed his hand on y/n's lower thigh, she placed her hand on his. she lightly squeezed it

"is this seat o—open?" the women asked coughing pointing to the seat next to y/n

clay looked over at y/n as she nodded in a response

as y/n looked over at the women, she saw the middle aged women sitting with a hospital bag empty

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y/n heard the women start coughing, she slowly moved closer to clay

as clay was going to say something to y/n saying she could switch seats with him

but as he was gonna say it, he felt y/n's body tense up

"hey hey, it's okay. just focus on your breathing. i don't want you to listen to her only listen to my voice okay. breath in — and out" clay whispered

but as y/n's breathing started to calm down, the women threw up

"omg" y/n said pulling the wire and getting off the bus with clay walking after her

y/n sat down on the bench fidgeting with her hands, "ew i feel so gross" y/n said wiping her sweatshirt acting like that was going to do something

"would you like to go home?" clay asked sitting next her, "no no it's okay" y/n said

"i already ordered and uber to go home" clay asked making y/n sigh with relief

he smiled at y/n's actions, "are you okay?"

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