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TW: anxiety attack

Ship: komhinaegi
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"You don't have to be a hero to save the world. It doesn't make you a narcissist to love yourself.."

Makoto finally made it to his destination, the park. He stumbled his way over to a tree, and sat down underneath it. He watched as a pedestrian helped another pedestrian pick up their stuff that was fallen on the ground. He shifted his gaze to somewhere else, and sees another person taking a selfie minding their business, but it seems that someone was whispering things behind their back. He put his knees up to his chest, resting his head on his knee.

"It feels like nothing's easy. It will never be..that's alright..let it out..talk to me."

"Just my luck...that I would run into a pole...when I'm already having a bad day.." Makoto muttered, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. The wind was crisp, his hair swaying in the direction of the wind. He felt all the thoughts that he previously had, come back into his head. His thoughts seemed to be taking control over his mindset making him bury his face in his knees.

"You don't have to be a prodigy to be unique. You don't have to know what to say, or what to think..."

Makoto felt weak...he is weak..he felt like he was in the shadows of his group of friends. For example, Byakuya Togami, the next heir of his family's company. He always knows how to say things, he's very blunt but also really intelligent. The title of 'heir' seeming to be perfect for him. Another example, Kyoko Kirigiri, another intelligent individual and very observant. Of course she is, she's a detective after all. Another title seeming to fit her pretty well. And then there's, Makoto. He's just a lucky student..nothing special about him at all, but apparently he has a good way with words...but nothing like that compared to the level of his friends.

"You don't have to be anybody, you can't never be. That's alright...let it out..talk to me"

Makoto wishes he can be as strong and brave as his friends. He wishes he can be as important as them. He wishes he's on the same status as them. But all those are wishes. Just wishes..hopes... dreams..that will never become into reality. He can only hope. Hope. He's clinging on hope, like that can do anything...but at least it's better then completely giving up on your dream. Makoto let out another heavy sigh, feeling his eyes water from all this negative thinking. It hurts...all of this hurts...why..? Why does it hurt? Makoto couldn't help it anymore, he started sobbing quietly, it hurt him mentally and physically.

"Anxiety. Tossing, turning in your sleep...even, if you run away..you still see them in your dreams"

Something he rarely to never does happened.....Makoto started hyperventilating. He started softly tugging on his own hair, beads of sweat running down his forehead, and he started trembling. He felt his chest tighten, thoughts racing around in his head. He didn't like this feeling one bit, he felt like he was going to faint...die even... making his anxiety raise.

"It's so dark tonight, But you'll survive, certainly. It's alright...come inside...and talk to me.."

Makoto felt like he was on a thin line of conscious to fainting, but that may be just him. He slightly tugged on his hair with a bit more force, nothing seems to calm him down at the moment. The traffic near him wasn't helping at all either, it was louder then usual...too loud. He covered his ears with his hands, his breathing not seeming to calm down either, probably gotten slightly worse. But to his surprise he found two people he recognized in the distance. Hinata and Komaeda. Hinata was getting worried for his shorter boyfriend since he's a bit more quiet this day, and Komaede claims he saw him going to the direction of the park after running into a pole. That's when he saw a sight he didn't want to see...again. Makoto was having an anxiety attack, he was trembling, tears running down his cheeks. Komaeda seemed to notice the direction that Hinata was looking at and his eyes widen with surprise and worry. They both approach the shorter male, carefully not want to scare or cause more anxiety to him.

"We can talk here on the floor, on the phone, if you prefer..." Hinata said carefully and softly, sitting next to Makoto. Makoto jump at the sudden voice, causing him to turn his head to the source of the voice but he saw Hinata's face with a soft but sad smile. Makoto very slowly removed his hands away from his ears, tears staining his cheeks, but he was still trembling, and his breathing wasn't getting any better.

"I'll be here until you're okay..." Hajime continues, gently taking Makoto's hand into his. What's sad...is that Komaeda knows exactly what he's going through...he doesn't know the cause but he felt the same pain Makoto is feeling right now. Komaeda crouched down in front of Makoto, a soft smile appearing in his face. This made Makoto's attention turn to Komaeda, and Komaeda could see the despair in him...which was a bit sad..since he's always so full of hope.

"Let your words release your pain. You and I will share the weight. Growing stronger, day by day." Komaeda said calm tone, almost like he was singing the words to Makoto. Makoto breathing seemed to calm down a bit but not to a point were it was okay..I guess you can say. And his trembling not that intense. But something Komaeda needed when he was in a time like this was someone to rely on, but he wasn't close to anyone...maybe Makoto felt the same, he needed someone to rely on, but didn't say anything, to Hinata, or maybe even him. Makoto somehow was good at hiding his emotion on certain days, on others not so much.

"It's so dark outside tonight.." Makoto choked out, his tears seeming to return and now pouring out of his hazel's eyes. Makoto hid his face back into his knees. The two were confused what he meant but shortly realize, he was either talking about his little world he made up in his mind or what he's feeling but is expressing it in a different way.

"Build a fire warm and bright" Hajime said, softly squeezing Makoto's hand to comfort him. Makoto looked at Hinata, and looked at his greenish gray eyes, with his teared covered hazel's ones. Whenever Makoto looked into Hinata's he felt at peace. And that's happened, Makoto trembling slowly but surely came to a stop, but his breathing was still uneven and heavy, and the negative thoughts just won't go away. His tears also came to a stop, now his cheeks are just stained with dried tears.

"And the wind, it.. howls and bites..." Makoto looked away from Hajime, a sad expression painted on his face. He then felt a hand in his shoulder and followed the arm direction and saw Nagito looking at him, a sincere and soft look on his face.

"Fight it back with all might..." Nagito said, the expression never leaving his face. It hurts seeing Makoto in the state he is in, it reminds him too much of himself. But he's happy he can somewhat help with it.

"..Anxiety. Tossing, turning in your sleep. Even if you run away, you still see them in your dreams." Nagito continued, listing the things he, himself, felt when he was going through this. Nagito took Makoto's other hand, and hold it. Makoto was baffled, by the sudden touch but he realized something. That, Komaeda felt what Makoto, he, is feeling. Another set of tears welled up in his eyes, his eyes were already red from the crying he did earlier.

"It's so dark tonight...It looks nice.." Makoto smiled sadly at Nagito, the tears running down his cheeks. Makoto didn't realize how exhausted he was until now, when he let out a yawn. He rested his head on Hinata's shoulder, all calmed down. Hinata glanced over at Nagito and gave him a soft smile, for a 'thank you for helping me'. Nagito return the smile with a slight nod, letting go of Makoto's hand, and sat next to Makoto.

"Fall asleep..." Hajime muttered to Makoto who was already half asleep. Hajime wiped away the remaining tears off Makoto's face with his thumb gently, not wanting to wake up the exhausted shorter brunette.

"It's alright, come inside..and talk to me.." Both of the taller males said in unison, just above a whisper, to the shorter male who was already in deep sleep on Hinata's shoulder. Both, Hinata and Komaeda looked up at each other, and sighed in relief, knowing they accomplished something good for today...

They help Makoto through his anxiety attack...