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Catch up ╳᙭x━━━━━━━━━━━━━x᙭╳ Angst🖤 In which Miya becomes popular and y/n—who of which is his partner— struggles to keep up with him and his life
"MIYA WAIT-" YOU trying to catch up with him as he was suddenly bombarded with multiple people trying to talk to him or ask questions regarding him and his life. "What's your favorite food?"
"Fish"
"Best subject"
"Math"
"What is your main passion-"
"I'm sorry but me and my partner are trying to spend some time together could you please stop asking questions..." Miya politely pushed through the hoard of reporters attempting to grab a hold on you
"Partner?! Could you please elaborate?" Miya turned to face the reporter and gave him a look, he immediately backed off seeing as Miya was irritated. "Come on, Y/n" he said holding out his hand
Paparazzi immediately started taking pictures of the two of you both. You backed away slowly, not used to this much attention and turned your head. The paparazzi started closing in on you but you ran off before they could get much.
They put down their cameras confused as to why you left but then started going back attempting to ask questions to Miya.
He sped walked away before anything could be said to search for you.
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You found a spot in an alleyway away from people, commotion, or any type of passerby's
Your breathing was heavy, you held you chest begging for your lungs to stop pushing air out you. You were heavily sweating, you feel to your knees and the world started to spin.
You were having a panic attack
"Y/n!" You heard the voice of Miya calling out to you, which made it worse you were terrified of the reporters you hoped they hadn't followed him trying to squeeze anymore questions out of him
"Y/n! Y/-" you stopped noticing your shaken start you took you hands off from your chest and head, you were grabbing your head it was pounding
"Y/n look at me" you spanned his hands in from of your face to get you attention, it worked
"They're gone okay? No more reporters or photographers alright?" He reassured cupping your cheek
"Everything is Fine okay?" He titled his his to the side waiting on an answer to be sure that you were okay
But you just kept crying harder
"Miya..I don't think this'll work..."
His heart dropped, we're you breaking up with him?
"What do you mean won't work?.." his hands fell to your shoulder
"This! This photographer and reporter shit is stressing me out it's not good for me Miya!" You moved his hands from your shoulders and looked at him and stream of tears running down your face
"I- i don't know what to do Miya they crowd us asking for questions and personal stuff and it's not...it...I'm just not comfortable" you said curling into a ball your head feel ok your knees continuing to sob
Miya was silent he didn't know what he could do to stop all the attention from paparazzi and reporters he didn't know how to help
The most he could do was wrap his arms around you and comfort you
But nothing helped
You just couldn't keep up
╳᙭x━━━━━━━━━━━━━x᙭╳ I honestly don't like this one... 😐
