Bo Sinclair x GN Reader
Just some overstimulated/overwhelmed comfort where Reader has tics/stims. Mainly based of off well me because it's my comfort fic so- deal with it *Gay, Sorta Depressed but We Don't Talk About It, Jazz Hands*
Bo knew you were having a really bad day when your shoulders started moving up and down in quick recessions. Your fists would clench, hold, unclench. Only for your shoulders to begin bouncing again. If anyone else was there they maybe would have laughed pointing out the odd twitchy behavior.
Bo however simply walked up to you placing a hand on your shoulder. As soon as he made contact your shoulders pulled upward in a shrugging motion, your head violently whipping to the side, as your teeth slashed together painfully. "That bad?" Bo asked, concern and understanding in his eyes. Tentatively you nodded your fist flying upward toward the center of your forehead. Thankfully Bo had gained superhuman reflexes after you had joined their odd family and he caught your wrist. Saving you from a future migraine.
Once again you shrugged, closing your eyes embarrassed "I'm sorry," you said, your head jerking forwards. Everything was too much for you at that moment. Even the way your clothes clung to your frame had you itching and your mind racing with need to run away and hide in your room ridding yourself of the awful things.
"Don't apologize. Not like ya can control when this shit happens." He said both his arms wrapping around you, his hands holding both your wrists. "Ya wanna go sit down, maybe watch somethn' on the tele till you calm down?" He had you pulled to him, your back flushed with his front as he held your arms across your chest preventing you from hitting yourself on accident. "That sounds nice." You said.
You and Bo reconvened on the sofa where Bo quickly pulled you to his back again, hugging tightly. His chin rested on your shoulder and your wrists were cradled in his hands.
It was nice. Slowly you found yourself relaxing into Bo, your mind clearing and a few of your anxieties washing away for now. You focused solely on the low chatter from the actors on the black and white screen and the warmth of Bo using them to ground you.
"Thank you for this," you sighed blissfully. "Anytime sweet cheeks."
YOU ARE READING
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