Broken (Smosh Games Fanfiction)

Chapter Two

"Ian?" Anthony asked through the phone. Ian sighed, he could hear Anthony's breaths coming in short breaths and could tell he was rocking by the way his voice changed pitches when he talked. 

"Again?" Ian said, mostly to himself.

"Please." Anthony begged. He sounded broken and scared. Ian instantly felt guilty and got to his feet, rising from the couch he had been lounging on while he wathed some reality show on the television.

"I'll be right there," he said to Anthony before he hung up the phone, grabbing his keys and leaving his apartment. Ian headed toward Anthony's apartment, already knowing what he would find there. Anthony was having a panic attack. They usually didn't happen this often, but ever since his break up with Kalel, they came more often. At first Anthony had tried to handle them on his own, but they just began to get worse and he had no other choice but to call Ian for help, and Ian had promised to be there whenever Anthony needed him. Ian intended to keep his promise, after all Anthony was his best friend, but he also wanted to be with  Joven and he couldn't. At least not as much as he wanted to.

Ian reached Anthony's apartment relatively quickly. He was about to raise his hand to knock at the door when he realized the door was already cracked open. With a small shake of his head, Ian stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Anthony must have been about to leave when this one hit him. The apartment was dark, except for the light pouring in from the window, which created long shadows in the apartment. Anthony sat on the floor of the living room area, his keys and phone lay on the flor in front of him. Anthony's breaths were quick and shallow, he gently rocked back and forth, trying to lessen the tremors that racked his body. Ian quickly went to Anthony's side, placing an arm around him, rubbing his back in small, reasurring circles. At first it seemed as if Anthony hadnt even realized Ian was there, but then he leaned against him, the rocking stopping as he let Ian hold him. 

"I-I'm s-s-" Anthony began in a broken voice. 

"Shhh. Everything will be okay," Ian whispered, tightening his hold on Anthony. Anthony only swallowed and laid his head against Ian's chest. Ian continued to hold Anthony, but Anthony didn't calm down. This panic attack was worse than the small ones Ian had gotten used to, but he had been there for some of the worste and knew how to handle them as well. He helped Anthony into an upright position and crouched in front of him.

"Anthony. Look at me." Ian said, his voice calm, but more comanding. Anthony obliged, lifting his brown gaze to meet Ian's blue eyes. "Breath with me, in and out," Ian breathed along with Anthony.

"In, and out," Ian repeated, and slowly Anthony's breathing began to return to normal, the shaking stopping. Ian smiled and returned to his earlier position beside Anthony, and Anthony took up his position, leaning against Ian and resting his head on Ian's chest. Anthony turned his head to look at Ian, a small smile on his lips. 

"Thanks," he whispered. Ian simply nodded, watching as Anthony slowly sat up, staying beside Ian as he did. Anthony reached out and grabbed Ian's hand giving it a gentle squeaze. "I owe you one,"

"No you don't, Anthony. I don't mind helping you. I told you to call me if you needed me," Ian protested. Anthony's smile faded.

"I know," Anthony let out a sigh and looked into Ian's blue eyes. "I just feel like I've needed you too much lately,"

"I'll always be here for you," Ian said, in a soft voice. He squeazed Anthony's hand in return. Anthony smiled again. Ian watched as Anthony slowly leaned over and pressed his lips against Ian's cheek. Ian flushed and glanced away, but he didn't say anything to stop Anthony. lately, especially after his panic attacks, Anthony had become more and more affectionate towards Ian, and Ian couldn't bring himself to tell Anthony to stop. Anthony was going through a hard time already and even though he felt bad when he was with Joven, he wanted to be there for Anthony as well. Ian didn't know what was the right thing to do, so instead he didn't do anything. Besides, it wasn't like he and Joven were together anyway, right? While Ian had been lost in though, Anthony raised his hand to Ian's face, turning it back to look at him and then kissing him on the lips, softly and hesitantly. Ian didn't think, he just acted, kissing Anthony back. Anthony lightly bit Ian's lower lip, asking for entrance; Ian granted it and opened his mouth slightly. Anthony's tongue explored Ian, small gasps of pleasure escaping from his throat as they continued to kiss. Ian's mind went blank, filled only with Anthony, his ealier worries and guilt disapearing the instant Anthony's lips met his. Ian lost himself in Anthony, in his taste, his smell, and the soft moans that escaped him. Eventually Anthony pulled away, leaving both himself and Ian breathing heavily. Anthony flashed Ian a smile, and Ian couldn't help but return it.