It’s fine you’re fine just kiss him you need to check something it’s fine just be fucking normal check to see if his microbes stay in you
billions of people kiss and don’t die just make sure his microbes aren’t going to permanently colonize you come on please stop this
he could have campylobacter he could be a nonsymptomatic E. coli carrier get that and you’ll need antibiotics
and then you’ll get C. diff and boom dead in four days please fucking stop just kiss him JUST CHECK TO MAKE SURE.
I pulled away. “You okay?” he asked. I nodded. “I just, just need a little air.”
I sat up, turned away from him, pulled out my phone, and searched, “do bacteria of people you kiss stay inside your body,”
and quickly scrolled through a couple pseudoscience results before getting to the one actual study done on the subject.
Around eighty million microbes are exchanged on average per kiss,
and “after six-month follow-up, human gut microbiomes appear to be modestly but consistently altered.”
His bacteria would be in me forever, eighty million of them, breeding and growing and joining my bacteria and producing God knows what.
I felt his hand on my shoulder. I spun around and squirmed away from him. My breath running away from me.
Dots in my vision. You’re fine he’s not even the first boy you’ve kissed eighty million organisms in me forever calm down
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