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𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 - 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯

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characters/ship: kuroken | kuroo tetsuro x kozume kenma
word count: 1430
tw: descriptions of panic attack
type: fluff

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Everything was blurring all together. The sounds, people walking around him. His fingertips and his face were turning numb, his head pounding against his skull. He could feel someone patting his back, saying something by his ear but he couldn't make out one single syllable of what the person was saying. There was so much noise and ambiance around him, sports shoes squeaking against the floor, balls bouncing against walls and being slammed into nets, whistles blowing, everything was so loud.

It was like he was underwater. Desperately fighting for air, trying to pull himself up but nothing works. He just keeps sinking, deeper and deeper and de-

"Kuroo!" The voice was familiar, which was nice in the chaos Kuroo is currently feeling at the moment. "Kuroo, look at me."

And then they made eye contact.

The pair of familiar golden eyes Kuroo always found comfort in, some might even say, those eyes lead Kuroo home.

Kenma's hand slipped into Kuroo's, gently leading him away from the crowded areas and all the commotion. "Let's get you away from all that shall we." His voice sounds like honey to Kuroo, soft and calming. They walked outside, where there were significantly less noise and people, and sat down on a small bench.

"K-Kenma, I-I can't b-breathe." He gasped out, his airways were restricting, no matter how hard he tried to suck in more air, it felt like a brick was on his chest. "K-Kenma help, please."

He couldn't focus on what was going on, everything was too overwhelming for him. Kuroo could've sworn he felt his entire soul leave his body. It felt like he was dying. Is he dying? Maybe.

"Kuroo. I'm here, you are here. You are having a panic attack, you are not dying, just try and breathe with me okay?" Kenma laid a gentle hand on Kuroo's shoulder but the latter flinched away, almost hitting Kenma by accident.

Kuroo must've realized what he almost did and went on an apology ramble, "Fuck, Kenma, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hit yo-" He tried to sneak away, shaking away his hand which Kenma was holding, he needed to get away from Kenma before he accidentally hurt him again.

Kenma cupped Kuroo's cheek and angled him so he was making direct eye contact with him. "Look at me. You didn't hit me, it's okay. I'm here, I'm not going to let anything happen to you okay?"

Kuroo could only nod. He was way too busy trying to let air into his lungs than to focus on what Kenma was saying. His entire world was spinning, Kenma being the only thing in the center, slightly grounding him back to reality but nothing was really working. Kuroo felt like he was on a rollercoaster which only does 360-degree loops, over and over again.

The second-year took Kuroo's hand and placed it on his chest, letting the latter feel the ups and downs of his chest, hoping it would calm him down. "Now breathe with me Kuroo. Just focus on me okay? Nothing else matters right now."

"W-what is happening? I-" Kenma has never seen Kuroo this disoriented, sure he had some moments where he was stressed or freaking out, but not at this level that would induce a full-on panic attack. Not going to lie Kenma was terrified, he had never seen this side of Kuroo before, but for the sake of his team and the wellbeing of his boyfriend, he tried his best to keep his breathing, and his tone calm.

"Kuroo. Look at me. Only me." His hands were shaking in Kenma's, it honestly scared him how hard Kuroo was shaking right now.

"You're at Nationals. Nekoma lost the first set. We have a small intermission now, everything is alright." Kenma took his other hand and gently held Kuroo's neck. The poor captain was sweating and shaking so much, Kenma wanted nothing but to squish him in a hug but he knew better than anyone else not to hug a person who is having a panic attack.

But nothing seemed to work. Kuroo felt like the sky was collapsing, he was falling into a giant tornado in the middle of a pool, his lungs filling up with water and his vision turning white. The only thing that reminded him of his existence was Kenma's hand on his, and the gentle vibrations of Kenma's chest when he spoke.

"Okay, chants always help me calm down so let's try this. Kuroo, hey, look at me." Kenma used his hands to guide Kuroo's eyes to focus on him. "I want you to repeat after me."

"We are the blood," Kenma started. Normally he would be cringing so hard, he always found that chant cringy but maybe this would help him calm down.

"Wha?"

"Just repeat after me okay? You know this chant by heart, it's in your Twitter bio for christ's sake." Kenma lightly squeezed Kuroo's hand before taking a deep breath and started over, "We are the blood."

"W-we are the blood."

"That flows smoothly."

"That flows smoothly."

"And circulates oxygen."

"And circulates oxygen."

"So that the brain,"

"So that the brain,"

"Can work normally."

"Can work normally."

By the time they both finished the chant, Kuroo's breathing was more steady, he wasn't shaking as much, and his death grip on Kenma's hand seemed to have relaxed.

Kuroo felt like he was alive again. The pounding on his head seemed to fade away, the ringing in his ears dying down and his face and fingertips were no longer numb and sensationless.

"Alright, let's do some deep breaths yeah?" Kenma continued, keeping Kuroo's hand on his chest. "In from your nose, and 1, 2, 3, 4. And hold for 7 okay? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Alright, then let it all out through your mouth for 8. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. There we go. Now we do it again." The two sat there, hand in hand, and repeated the breathing exercise for a couple more times before the color returned back to Kuroo's face and his breathing was completely back to normal.

"Hey baby, you back yet?" Kuroo gave a small nod.

"Here, have some water." Kenma twisted open a water bottle and gently positioned it right at Kuroo's bottom lip, and slowly fed the water inside his mouth, careful not to pour too fast to choke him accidentally.

Kenma brought their hands away from his chest into Kuroo's lap. "You better now?" Kuroo, again, gave a small nod.

"Do you want more water?" Kuroo shook his head.

The two sat in silence for a while, Yaku had come by and told them that Nekomata made Lev go in for Kuroo's place and Teshiro had gone in for Kenma, so they could take their time.

Kuroo let out a small sigh before leaning forward and resting his head on Kenma's shoulder, his arms lazily wrapped around the setter's waist. Now Kenma isn't particularly fond of human contact, but since it was Kuroo, and he lowkey loves how Kuroo's arms feel around his waist, he let this slide.

"Thank you." He heard Kuroo mumble into his shoulder. "Panic attacks suck, you must feel like shit the whole time."

And Kuroo's back.

"Well, you suck too." Kenma fought back, but running his hand through Kuroo's sweaty hair, knowing how Kuroo likes being petted like a fucking cat. Kuroo was always there for his (and rather frequent, blame his anxiety for it) panic attacks, so Kenma gladly stayed by his side for Kuroo's, since Kenma knows how scary these can get, especially when it was Kuroo's first panic attack.

Kenma went through his alone, he didn't want Kuroo to have to go through the same thing.

"You feel better yet baby? Or should I take you to first aid and have you lie down for a bit," Kenma asked, leaving a kiss on top of Kuroo's head.

"Let's just stay like this for a while please?" Kuroo mumbled, he was drained after the episode, and his first panic attack that is, and to add on they just played almost an hour of volleyball.

"Can we at least go inside though, we're sitting next to a shrub and I can practically feel the mosquitoes glaring at me for a meal," Kenma said, grabbing the water bottle beside him and standing up.

"Yeah, let's head inside." Kuroo stood up, a bit wobbly, but they made way back into the gymnasium.

"I love you."

"I love you too you idiot."