"i knew.." | MORBY

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rigby's pov

me and mordecai sit on the stairs of the porch. my leg's bouncing, i'm trying to hide fidgeting my fingers from him.

i've been so anxious. what the fuck does he wanna talk to me about??? saying he needs to 'ask me things' what the fuck does that mean?!?

he said it's something bad. he tried to take it back but i heard him. is it about our relationship?? i don't know what he'd need to ask me, but what the fuck else would it be???

my thoughts were interrupted by mordecai tapping my leg a couple times, the leg that wasn't bouncing.

all movement in my body suddenly stops and i whip my head towards him. "huh??" i ask. he gives me a look while slightly tilting his head towards benson.

it took me a second but i got what he was trying to say and immediately move my gaze towards benson. "s-sorry, what?" my heart's pounding.

benson gives me a suspicious look before glancing back down at his clipboard. "i was just making sure you got all that ?" he looks back up at me. "y-yeah" i nod my head.

i glance over at mordecai for a second then back towards benson. i couldn't make out mordecai's expression. benson death stared at me for a few seconds before looking at his clipboard again.

"okay.. moving on, skips, you_" i zoned benson back out when he continued giving people their jobs.

i actually didn't mean to intentionally, i got so dizzy my ears started to ring and my vision was blacking out. i tried to fight it, but i was so light headed. i don't even know how loud i was breathing but hopefully not too concerningly loud.

after what felt like forever of trying to stick it out doing that, i finally gave in. "i'll be right back" i mumbled, hoping it sounded like english.

i stumbled into the house, becoming even more dizzy after i stood up. i booked it to the upstairs bathroom as quick as i could. i'm starting to cry no matter how hard i try not to.

fuck, it's hard to breathe. i think i'm having a panic attack. but why?!? nothing even happened...

i faintly hear three knocks on the bathroom door.

"riggs?" i hear a familiar voice call out. i immediately unlock the door and open it. i latch onto him, almost knocking him off balance.

mordecai's pov

"woah-" i quietly say, glancing back towards the front door, making sure no one came in after me.

i quickly guide rigby into the bathroom, who is clutching onto me for dear life. and by guide i mean shuffle my feet forwards with him hoping he'll walk with me.

i lock the door behind us and only at this point, i realize he's crying. "hey, riggs? riggs what's wrong?" i quietly say as i start to kneel down to him, trying to separate him from my waist.

he's hiding his face from me. "rigby look at me" i grab his cheek, gently but successfully being able to pull his head up. "rigby what happened??"

he won't look me in the eye, sobbing quietly. "hey, shh, it's okay" i reassure him as i reach up and wrap my arm around his back, pulling him into a hug.

as i do this, i also start to stand back up. once fully stood, i palm the back of his head that's now buried in my chest.

after a couple minutes of just staying in that stance and 'shushing him' he seemed to have calmed down a good amount.

finally, i spoke. "are you okay? ..riggs what happened?" i start to pull away from the hug a bit. his breathing is still uneven. "i-i-i don't know i-.. i'm sorry" he says, seemingly breathless and panicky.