Better Than Drugs - Dabi x Reader

Chapter 14

A/N: Thank you for 1k reads. I think that's pretty cool. Now enjoy this chapter because there will be another one tomorrow or the day after. I'm gonna try my hardest to get it out between these two days since I already have it written.

Walking into my apartment, the smell of food hit my nose. I breathed in and melted into the smell. It smelt so good. I walked into the kitchen and saw Zion cooking. I walked up to her and hugged her from behind, resting my head on her shoulder. She put her hand on my head and scratched it. I closed my eyes and smile at the feeling.

"Welcome home. Are you coming back tonight or are you going to ditch me again?" Zion asked.

"I'm coming back tonight," I said. I looked down at what Zion was cooking. It was two filet mignons with steamed vegetables.

"I'm cooking your favorite meal. It'll be ready in about 10 minutes," Zion said.

"Thank you. I always like your cooking."

I pulled away from my best friend and headed to my room. I looked through my wardrobe and contemplated what I should wear. It was the beginning of October and the weather was starting to get colder at night.

I pulled out a pair of ripped baggy jeans and a black turtleneck. I set it on the bed along with a matching black lingerie set. I placed a pair of black tennis shoes by my bed and looked at what I was going to wear. I checked the time on my phone and saw it was almost 8 o'clock. I had another two hours before I saw Dabi.

My heart started racing and my head was spinning. My body felt like I was on an elevator. I sat down on my bed and held my face with my hands. My breathing was shaky and my senses were heightened. I was aware of everything around me and my whole body became tingly. I felt so small in my room.

I walked out of my room quickly and saw Zion plating the food. I wanted to scream and ask her to help me, but I didn't want to bother her. I wanted to deal with this on my own, but I don't know what this feeling is. Why am I so scared?

"Zion," I said weakly.

She turned around and worry spread across her face. She kept her composure and walked over to me. "Talk to me. What's going on?"

My whole body was shaking and I felt like crying. "I don't know. I feel like I'm on an elevator. My whole body is tingly. My heart is racing. I can't breathe."

"You're having a panic attack. Sit down at the table." Zion helped me over to the table and walked over to the sink. She put a paper towel under the water and wrung out the excess water. She walked over to me and put the cool paper towel on the back of my neck.

"I'm gonna teach you how to breathe. Breathe in for four seconds, hold for seven, and breathe out for eight," Zion said, demonstrating.

I breathed in for four seconds. I held my breath for seven seconds. I breathed out for eight seconds.

"Good, now do it again until you feel calmer."

I repeated the breathing Zion told me to do and I started to feel calmer. How the hell did she know I was having a panic attack? I've never had this before and I don't want to go through it again. My heart rate was still up and my hands and feet were freezing, but my face and neck were so hot.

"How did you know I was having a panic attack?" I asked.

"My youngest brother has a panic disorder. Sometimes, it'll happen when he becomes aware of how his heart is beating and thinks something is wrong."

"Is it a daily thing?"

"It used to be a daily thing, but it's gotten better over the years," She said. "I don't wanna talk about it right now, just eat."