Philophobia | Jensoo

-: Four - Clean :-

Jisoo's POV

I laid awake in my bed for hours after I had settled in. I decided to get up and do something because staring up at the ceiling was starting to stress me out. 

I carefully snuck out of my room and into the kitchen. To my surprise, I found Jennie rapidly cleaning it.

"Jennie?" I asked.

She jumped, almost throwing the spray bottle she was holding. 

I chuckled. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."

She exhaled deeply and leaned against the counter. "It's okay."

"So," I hesitated. "What're you doing."

"Oh!" she seemed embarrassed. "You know how some people stress eat?"

I nodded. "I do that."

"Well . . . I stress clean." 

I smiled. "That's cool."

"I have a very clean house."

I frowned. "That's simultaneously a good and bad thing."

"Why?"

"Well, I mean yeah it's good that your house is clean, but that means your stressed enough to constantly clean it."

She looked down at the ground. "Yeah."

I put my hands on her shoulders. "I want you to keep this dorm relatively clean. Not to much stress cleaning, okay?"

She laughed. "I never though I'd hear someone say they didn't want their dorm clean."

"Well, you just did!"

We both started laughing. I eventually shushed her, considering we have neighbors. She continued to giggle with me for a few minutes before we both went back to bed.