The atmosphere in his apartment was suffocating. He couldn't fucking breathe.
Coiny knew his apartment was full of oxygen, but it suddenly felt stuffy and claustrophobic. He had to get out, and he had to get out now.
The copperhead peeled himself off the floor. He didn't realize how hot he felt. His body was burning, screaming. Was he drunk?
He couldn't breathe. The world was spinning. Objects were blurring together. It was nauseating. He regretted standing up so quickly.
Coiny took deep breaths as he exited his apartment. By the time he had locked the door, he was sweating profusely. He sprinted down his hall, but the weakness in his legs made him stumble and fall.
A sharp pain seared through his head.
What was going on? He picked himself off the ground, only vaguely aware of something hot dripping down his forehead. This wasn't a panic attack. Coiny knew panic attacks and fuck, was this way worse.
The muscles in his calves felt like they were collapsing. As he finally pulled himself up to break into another sprint, every fiber of his being screamed at him in protest.
The spiral stairs of his building were hypnotic. He didn't even realize he was running down them until he realized how difficult it was to get air. But he didn't care. He just wanted to go outside.
He threw open the door to his building. He breathed heavily.
Then, he saw her.
His heart froze.
Pin was standing on the street in front of his building, staring at him.
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sharp. : a coinpin fic
Fanfiction[human au!] A spinoff story of my previous fic, alight! After Coiny rejects Pin, he realizes his mistake and tries to get her back. But is it too late?
