Maybe 43 and prinxiety?
(sorry this took so long ;-;)
BreathePrompt: “I feel like I can’t breathe”
Triggers: Panic attack, crying. Hurt/comfort
Tag: @inalandofmythandtimeofmagic @analogically-prinxiety . @princeyandanxiety @pattonscardigan . @prinxietyhell@polysandershell @polysandershell @dan-yuna @starlight-sanders @imin-loveanon
Sometimes it’s not always the light that leads the dark.. but the wounded that help the fallen…
He swayed on his feet falling to his knees, he was shaking, hot, clinging to the fabric that stuck to his skin, tight and constricting. Eyes darting left to right before white wiped his vision.
His eyes shone with terror as they groggily opened and looked up at the shadow looming over him. Cold arms wrapped around his waist. Warm breath on his neck. He was shaking? crying? This wasn’t right… ‘ I feel like I can’t breathe.’ He couldn’t quite see in the darkness, vision hazy. His lungs were screaming, burning for more air.
The voice was disjointed, he couldn’t understand, why was it so muffled? He gasped in a breath, coughing at the dryness. ‘Can’t breathe. why can’t I breathe??’ His heart was beating so loudly and quickly. He wanted to squirm at the odd sensation settling in his chest and gut.
He frantically tried to pull away, too scared of all the touching, the figure pulled away as if stung.
“Chill out. It’s just me ok? It’s Virgil, I’m not gonna hurt you”
His hand was taken by a pleasantly cold one and placed over the figure’s chest.
The thumping of his heart steading Princes rampant thoughts. Reluctantly Roman was pulled back into the soft embrace, he vaguely felt his hair being lightly tousled. A relaxing sensation as his nerves ebbed. He struggled weakly before accepting the gesture.
“Listen to it.. Breathe with it.. Calm down… you are with me.. you’re Ok.”
The faint and slowly less muffled voice continued to coo at him. He held his eyes shut, muscles still tensed into digging into his arms. They were slowly removed by soft hands rubbing his palms lightly as they were placed to grip the fabric of the figure that was holding him.
“Safe.” “You’re safe” “Breath for me Ro.. “
He could now recognize the way his chest wasn’t moving. Taking in a cautionary small gulp before trying to get deeper. His eyes were still full of tears as he painfully nuzzled into the emos chest.
“S-so..-’ his breathing hitched and Anxiety shushed him. “I know… I know..” Virgils voice cracked, he was in tears too at this point as he continued to teach the struggling Royal to breathe again.
Roman was lying flush against him now, breathing more steadily, sweat gleaming his unusually pale red completion. He was still holding anxiety like a lifeline as he gently snored. Drained by the episode.
“I’m sorry Roman.”Anxiety whispered placing a tender kiss on his forehead. “ I can’t stop them… but you won’t suffer them alone… ever.” He placed another soft kiss on his lover’s lips. ‘I promise. You won’t go through it like I did. You’re my hero, but it’s just as much my job to protect you..’ He shut his eyes, dragging his fingers through the mess of soft locks, humming quietly. ‘I will rescue you eventually… no matter how much you push me away’
Not long after, Patton had come back, awing at the two before fetching blankets for the pair to keep them warm on the couch. He gazed fondly before placing a small kiss on Anxiety’s head and ruffling his head lightly. “You did good kiddo.. ‘M very proud.”
Just as he sunk down he could’ve sworn he saw the glint of a smile.