𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤

𝕗𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕪-𝕤𝕚𝕩

(TW: panik attak. no happiness for race)

And soon enough we fall asleep in each other's arms. Spot if timed his parents that he would be staying over and we were good to go. It was amazing. Everything was peaceful.

That is, until I hear the rumble of thunder in the distance.

I jolt out of bed, eyes widened. I see a flash of lightning in my peripheral vision, and then another rumble of thunder. My heart rate starts to accelerate, sweat dripping down my forehead. I look back at Spot for a moment. He's still asleep. How can he sleep through storms?

I try to get out of bed, but my knees give out under me. Fuck.

Crack

I crawl over to my door, resting my head against it. My chest feels tight.

Rumble

My hand starts to scratch my arm as I start to shake uncontrollably. I can't breathe. My head is spinning.

Crack

I let out a small whimper, curling into a ball as tears stream down my face. My nails dig into my arm, drawing a little blood.

Crack

Someone's talking to me, but they sound a thousand miles away.

Rumble

The lights turn on. I squint my eyes, burying my face in my knees.

"Toni?"

A hand moves to my shoulder, and I jump ten feet in the air.

"Shit, sorry."

I try to focus my vision on the blob in front of me. Short, dark hair. Red tank top. Tan skin.

"Breathe, baby. You're alright."

Spot? I wipe my eyes, and my vision is less shaky. Sure enough, Spot is kneeling in front of me.

Crack

I jump at the sound of thunder. Spot starts to reach towards me, but pulls his hand back at the last second.

"You're okay. No one's gonna hurt ya."

I try to look him in the eyes.

"Can you name five things that you can see?"

I look around the room, trying to force words out. They don't come. I just point instead. Bed, record player, poster, stuffed animal, Spot.

"Four things you can hear?"

Him, wind, my breathing, ventilation.

"You're doing amazing. Three things you can feel?"

My clothes, the wall, the floor.

"Do I need to go on?" I shake my head, scooting towards him. "Can I touch you now? You jumped when I tried earlier."

I nod. "Didn't know who you were." I explain, moving into Spots lap. He lordly wraps his arms around me as I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Breathe with me. You're alright, Toni." I close my eyes, trying to feel exactly when his chest moves.

"I'm sorry..." I mumble.

"Don't be, honey."

"I woke you up-"

"And it's a damn good thing you did." He leans back, looking me in the eyes. "I don't want you to suffer alone." Spot cups my face with his hand, and I lean into the touch, closing my eyes again. I feel a pair of lips press my forehead before I'm lifted off of the ground and carried back to my bed.

"Thought It'd be more comfortable than the floor." He places me on the bed, grabs a water bottle, and sits next to me. Putting the water bottle in my hands, he starts playing with my curls. The corners of my mouth slightly turn up as I rest my head in Spot's lap.

Maybe it would be okay.