david + friends imagines

panic attack {brandon}

i'm watching netflix on my tv as i sprawl out of my couch lazily

a knock on the door startles me as i pause my show before getting up, walking to the door

i open it revealing my boyfriend

i smile "hi baby"

his heavy breathing and pale white face, worries me

i wrap my arm around his waist, pulling him into my apartment before closing and locking the door

i walk him over to the couch, sitting beside him, placing a hand on his face, knowing he's probably having another panic attack

"breathe brandon"

after a few breathing exercises, his panic disappears as tears start cascading down his cheeks

i lay down on the couch as he lays on top of me, tucking his head in my neck sobbing as i rub his back and play with his hair

once he calms down, he pulls away, sitting up as he wipes his tears

i sit up holding his hand "what happened, baby?"

"i don't even know how to explain it, but i'll try"

i nod, smiling

"i was walking on hollywood boulevard when a guy dressed up as olaf started chasing me. he chased me the whole way to your apartment building and if he could get in, he probably would of chased me the whole way up here"

"that's crazy"

he nods

"you're safe now"

he smiles "i am"

i giggle, reaching up to kiss his lips

he kisses back, heatedly until his phone starts buzzing

he groans, pulling away, answering the call

"hello?"

there's muffled talking on the other line as brandon rolls his eyes

"of course it was a prank david" brandon groans

david, david dobrik

i've seen his vlogs, but i've never actually met him or his friends

"i'm with my girlfriend"

he pauses

"yes, i have a girlfriend"

he pauses again, groaning

"i'll be down in there in a few minutes"

he hangs up, flopping back onto the couch with a sigh

"they still don't believe i have a girlfriend"

i smile, kissing his cheek "well then let's go prove them wrong"