philophobia

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(n.)
the fear of being in or falling in love

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Like any other day, he came. She knew he was coming. He then comfortably sat on the couch.

"Why'd you keep on coming?" She shot.

"It's boring up there." He said while looking at her.

"It's boring here too."

"Nope! I like chatting with you."

"I'm calling the nurse."

He chuckled. She liked him, actually. But she didnt want it to happen again.

"Maybe you should stop coming here."

"Why?" He looked disappointed.

"Cause the nurse might find out and you will be in trouble."

"Its fine."

"What? It's totally not-"

"What's your type?"

"Wha- me?"

"Who else am i talking to?"

"Oh, um, stage one asthma. You?"

"Oh me, lung cancer-"

"WHAT? And you still went out and played around? That is the worst idea i've ever heard to spend the rest of our lives."

"Hey, it's stage one and has been since last two months. Its fine."

"It can go to stage two anytime, yoongi. So stop coming here."

"I dont see any relation between me being sick and coming here."

"You should be in your room."

"But i dont want. I never got better while staying inside the room. Do you feel better?"

He was true. The only time she was really feeling well was when he took her out of the hospital room.

She said nothing. She didn't want him to stop coming but this was what she had to do.

"Aren't you scared of me?"

"Why should i be?"

"I told you i hurt people."

"But i know you don't."

"I might, soon."

"When is that soon?"













"When i start to fall for you."

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