sturniolo/nate imagines

⚠️panic attak⚠️ moths-nate

I wrote this because I'm really scared of moths, and whenever one gets close to me, I freak out kind of like this, so enjoy.

You are very scared of moths, and you're not sure why. You can't tell why they are so scary to you, but every time you're near one, you go into a shear state of panic. If it gets too close, it feels like you can't breathe, you start hysterically crying, and there is nothing you can do about it. It's like you don't have control of your own body.
Nate knew of your fear. He had killed many for you in your 1 year of dating. He had calmed you down when one was near, many times. Although in these times, there were only a couple of tears and some deep breaths. He had never seen the full extent of your fear. You wished he never would, but eventually, he had to.

You and nate had a date tonight. First, you went to dinner, and now you're having a movie marathon.
You were laying in between nates' legs with your back facing him, watching the movie.
Nate suddenly removed his arms from around you. You looked up at him, confused. "Don't move, there's a moth." You instantly froze. Nate twisted to the wall behind him and raised his hand.   But before he could swing, it flew to the other side of the room. It flew directly in front of your face. You tried your best to move your head out of the way, but you could still feel the wing lightly flutter on your cheek.
It felt like your heart stopped. Your lungs stopped working, and you couldn't breathe.
You didn't even notice nate had moved to the moth and killed it. When he came over to you and placed his hand on your shoulder. This snapped you out of your trance, and you gasped for air. Tears were streaming down your face. You gasped and sobbed as nate looked slightly confused, as you have never been like this before. "Woah, hey, it's okay." He said, placing his other hand on your shoulder, trying to get you to look at him.
But the world was spinning, and you couldn't focus on anything. "Y/N, hey. Look at me, it's ok, it was just a moth. It's ok." He tried to calm you down, but you hugged your knees to your chest and sobbed harder. Nate sat down and brought you onto his lap, holding you close. "Baby, it's ok. I'm here, it's ok." He spoke into your hair, and rubbed your back.
Nate continued this for about an hour, you had only calmed down slightly. You were coughing from crying so hard, you were coughing crying and sobbing uncontrollably. You stared to gag and ran to the bathroom, hunching over the toilet and throwing up your dinner. Nate  quickly ran after you and held your hair back. Once you were done throwing up the lack of oxygen got to you as you slowly started drifting out of consciousness. Nate freaked out and tried to wake you up. "Y/N,Y/N, hey, no no, wake up. Don't close your eyes. Stay with me."he shook you trying to wake you up as a tear rolled down his cheek.
He didn't know what to do so he called Nick, cause he always knows what to do.

"Hey, what's up?" Nick asked as he answered. "Y/N is like really scared of moths and I've help her when she cried about them before. But this one got like really close to her and she freaked out and she was sobbing and gasping for like an hour then threw up and now she's passed out on the bathroom floor she won't wake up and I don't know what to do." He rambled out barely taking a breath. "Woah, take a breath, I can like not understand a single thing you just said. What happened first?" He took a breath before answering. "There was a moth, and she's really scared of them. This one got really close so she freaked out. And she was like sobbing and she couldn't breathe." He took a deep breath still startled. "Ok, it sounds like she had a panic attack." Nick said trying to understand. "Ok, yeah. Probably." Nick spoke again,"Well, I've never had a panic attack, but Matt has, so let me get him." Nate nodded through the phone, even though he couldn't see. "Hey nate, what happened." Matt asked. "So I guess Y/N had a panic attack. And now she threw up then passed out and she won't wake up." He spoke sadly, woried for his girl.
"Oh, ok, well, I've never passed out before, I don't know." Nate sighed, growing more worried. "What do I do?" He asked in a wobbly voice, slowly starting to cry.
"Ok, I'll talk to nick." He heard shuffling on the phone before nick spoke. "Ok, I think you should just take her to bed and let her naturally wake up. She probably just needs to breathe and rest." Nate was worried but agreed. "Ok, thank you." "K, call if you need anything." Nick said before hanging up."
Nate put his phone down and picked you up bridal style. He placed you gently on the bed then climbed in with you, holding you tightly.

He strugled sleeping that night. He spent most of the night watching you sleep and waiting for you to wake up.
In the morning when you finally woke up, the first thing you saw was nate smiling down at you. "You woke up." You slowly started to remember last night and nodded. You buried your head in his neck, not meeting his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me you were that scared?" He spoke softly rubbing up and down your arm. "I'm not that scared." You mumbled. "You cried so hard you threw up, and then passed out." "Sorry." You said, playing with the hem of his shirt. "Don't be sorry, I'm not mad. I just wanna know why you didn't tell me." You shrugged, "I don't know, I guess I was embarrassed." He lifted your chin so you'd look at him. "Why would you be embarrassed about being scared?" He said holding your jaw and swiping his thumb across your cheek. "My bother," you sighed, remembering. "When he realized I was so scared of them he would find dead ones and put them around the house were I would find them. Then he would record me when I freaked out and show it to people at school. They all made fun of me for it. After a while people got tired of watching me cry and he stopped. But after that I never really told people unless I had to."
Nate sighed and pulled you closer. "You know, every time you tell me about your brother I hate him." You nodded. "I know, I hate him more."
You two just cuddled and talked the rest of the day. You were happy knew about how bad it was. You felt even closer to him.