Claustrophobia

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Tw: Twins fighting, panic attack mention, not sleeping (ig), passing out due to exhaustion, glass shattering, hints of cutting, cutting scars

I think that's it, don't kill me

Third Person POV

Irra stumbled into Janus room. "Mommy. The scales hurt and they're itchy. Make it stop." He whined as he held his Lucky Care Bear tightly. (Anyone remember that show? I don't remember watching it but I have a bunch of Care Bear plushes)

Janus smiled softly and told Irra to come over. The four year old stumbled over and Janus sat Irra on his lap. "Where does it hurt?" Janus asked. Irra pointed to his head, where more scales seem to have grown over night and on his cheek, where one scale rested.

Janus kissed his head and cheek. Irra giggled and cooded, his code for more kisses. Janus kissed all over his face. Irra giggled and made happy toddler coos and squeals.

Irra rested against Janus. "So mommy how do I make the itching stop?" He asked. "Well the gloves will help a lot but if it's really bad, use cold water. It burns for a second or two but it stops it." Janus told him.

Irra nodded and cuddled close. "Can I stay here with you mommy? You don't habe work." He said. Janus smiled softly. "Ssssssure my little pumpkin." He lisped, knowing how Irra likes it when he purposely mispronounced his 's'.

Irra giggled and imitated Janus' hiss.

——With Damien——

They yawned as they walked up the stairs. They had been up half the night and didn't get any sleep. Day three with no sleep.

They walked up to the twins room and heard glass shatter against the ground and someone yelling.

Damien looked awake as possible and barged in. The twins arguing with a broken glass stand a few feet away with Remus' morning star next to the glass.

Roman was yelling at Remus. The younger twins was trying to fight back but was to busy trying to avoid crying to yell back.

Damien threw a fire ball in between the twins. They jumped back and looked at Damien. Needless to say they were both scared. Damien looked exhausted and pissed. Both knew a disaster was about to happen.

"Why the FUCK are you guys fighting? It's eight thirty in the fucking morning!" They yelled as they pushed their hair back.

"Roman tried waking me up and he did so by setting off and air horn. I woke up and because I was scared I summoned my morning star and swung. I missed him, it flew across the room and hit an empty pedestal that Roman kept his crown in. He started yelling at me then you came in." Remus explained. Damien turned to Roman for confirmation. Roman just nodded he knows he wouldn't be able to get away with a lie.

Damien sighed and rubbed their temples. "Okay! First! Your brother is triggered by loud noises. Why would you use an air horn to wake him up? Problem one there. Secondly. If you did get hit, how far across the room do you think Remus would have hit you? I will tell you it would be far." Damien listed before yawning.

"Third! Clean up the glass and stop having glass in your room. It never lasts more than." They yawned and paused, seeming to lose focus. "Never lasts more than a day. So stop keeping glass. Fourth, I have shit to do. So if you BOTH could reel it in for a day it would be-" Damien lost focus in their eyes again. The twins shared a glance before turning back to their scaly friend. "Reel it in for a day. It would be wonderful." They finished, feeling light headed.

"Yeah yeah we will but Damien are you feeling okay?" Roman asked. "You seem paler than usual." Remus pointed out. "And your almost paper already."

Damien nodded. "Yeah- I'm..." the collapsed before they could saying that they were fine. "Damien!" The twins yelled before running over.

Remus picked them up and felt their forehead. Damien was extremely hot to the touch. Remus and Roman shared a look.

Damien had bags under their eyes and seem paler than usual. Probably a few shades lighter than paper.

"Have they been sleeping?! Like at all?" Roman asked. "I don't know!" Remus said, both now panicked.

Roman summoned Logan as both twins had no clue on what to do.

Logan helped the twins take care of Damien, saying that they will be back in a few minutes and if not call him. He left after the twins gave him the sign that they understood.

Roman cleaned up the glass and Remus watched over Damien to make sure they were still breathing.

——A few minutes later——

Damien sat up and rubbed their forehead with their palm, something they did when they have a small headache. (That's my favourite trick. Rub circles into your forehead with the base of your palm when you feel a headache start. It works great)

Remus immediately hugged Damien. "Are you fucking okay? You just collapsed on us!" He asked. Damien just sighed and laid against Remus as they held onto his shirt. They took their feet off the stack of pillows that kept them elevated- (Something that needs to get blood back to the brain) - and curled their knees to their chest.

Roman came back into the room. "Damien! You're awake! God, you gave us a scare." He sighed with relief as he came running over and sat in front of them.

"What happened?" Remus asked. He felt Damien tighten their grip into the dukes shirt. "Just.... haven't been sleeping. I'm fine, this was just a slip up. Forget it happened." They mumbled.

"Damien. This isn't okay. You passed out because you haven't been sleeping. You need to sleep." Roman said softly as he put his hand on their cheek. "If you're having trouble sleeping then just come find us."

Damien teared up and leaned into the touch. They twins shared another glance. Damien rarely cried. They've seen Damien cry twice. When they came back to the dungeon after Patton tried to have a second round and when they were having an identity crisis.

Roman rubbed Damien's arm. "Hey it's o-" Roman felt something. "Damien, can I see your arm?" He asked. Damien shook their head and clung to Remus.

"Damien. We've had this problem before. You need to talk to us." Roman said softly. Damien shook their head and mumbled that they can't. Remus wrapped his arms around Damien's waist which caused Damien to flinch.

"Damien. Was it more nightmares? Is that why you aren't sleeping and hurting yourself?" Remus asked softly. Damien nodded and teared up more.

Roman sat next to Damien and hugged them as he told them sweet nothings. Damien started crying softly, finally breaking after so long of bottling.

The twins shared a look and held their scaled friend tighter. It hurt seeing their protective, head strong and mostly outspoken best friend hurting like this.

They heard the crying die down and saw that Damien had fallen asleep against them. "We need to talk to them later." Remus whispered. Roman nodded. "Can I check?" He asked, knowing Damien wouldn't let him.

Remus sighed. "Just their arm." He said. Roman rolled up their sleeve to see cuts. New and old littered across their arm.

They winced and Roman rolled their sleeve back down. They twins laid down with Damien between them.

The Creativity Twins smuggled close to their best friend. Soon falling asleep.