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Ch.1 Thawed Ice

⚠️Before we start this fic, please beware that there will be many times that panic attacks are described in somewhat detail. Mental health comes first before a fan fiction, please if this triggers you click off :] but if you're okay with going through reading it and witnessing a comforted ranboo, then keep going ahead. Just beware :>⚠️
- Best wishes, Author: R. Bugx

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Laying on a field of blue orchids at midnight, I felt okay- but on edge. I knew that I wasn't alone, but all I could focus on was the soft hum in the air. It was like distant music that went softly along with the breeze- I smiled slightly it felt nice.

     "Remember" said the wind.

      "Huh? What do you mean- remember what?" I sat up in a hurry looking for the source of the voice.

       "What you did, Ranboo." His hands were now firmly clasped around my shoulders, I could feel myself start to shake. No no no no, not now.
      
      "I don't know- I can't remember please please leave me alone- please I can't-"  The world turned dark and a big bright green smiley face was all I could see before it flashed to red.

       "YOU DID IT RANBOO, YOU BLEW UP THE COMMUNITY HOUSE IT WAS YOU IT WAS! CANT YOU REMEMBER? YOU GAVE DREAM YOUR BOOK YOU GAVE IT TO HIM! THE TNT THE TNT THE TNT-! WAKE UP!"

"RANBOO"

"RANBOO, WAKE UP!"

I sat up in a cold sweat, my eyes were welled up with tears. Everything was fuzzy and I couldn't pick apart who was what or what was who- someone was holding me- who? I cant breathe, help- hel-

      "Help help plea-" I could barley take a raspy breath as my tears over flooded, burning my skin- I let out a cry,"-se I cant." I felt them wrap their arms around me- and wings? P...Phil.. oh it's.. Phil.

I let myself lean into Phil as I cried, it burned but I couldn't hold it back- I was scared. He was rubbing circles on my back, mumbling some "you are okay"s and "I'm here"s as I hugged him weakly. My lungs burned, they burned so bad. I deserved this- no you didn't you didn't do anything wrong- but- no.

    "Hey hey mate... you're okay, ya didn't deserve nuthin'." Phil warmly spoke, I must've said that out loud.

I was finally able to let go of Phil after awhile, my face stung like hell and with every breath it felt as if I was breathing in ash. I could finally spot Techno watching me silently from behind Phil.

    "What happened to ya bud?" Phil calmly asked me as I settled down. It was hard coming up with an answer.

    "Dream- uh- a bad dream I'm sorry, it's a little hard to describe.. I'm sorry if I woke you guys up I-"

     "Shut up, we're looking out for you don't be sorry about it, that's kind of cringe." Techno stared at me as he spoke with a relatively neutral voice. Phil sent him a look as he turned back to me and pat my head comfortingly.

     "Ranboo, don't cha be sorry bout anything okay? We've all been there, trust me. Would'ya like some burn cream for ya face?" Phil always had a warm smooth tone with us and it always felt.. fatherly, and I guess I can really appreciate it.