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im here.|David & Angel

(It's about time we get Davey- I MEAN DAVID- up in here!! <3 thank you to Sion42 who requested this I hope I do him justice!)

"Please not right now...any other time but right now"

This feeling was normal to them every time it happened, brushing it aside and breathing through it, easy peasy.

Is...what they would say if they weren't with David. Sure he was a grounding force, but they didn't want him seeing them like this.

Their breathing was irregular, hands slightly shaking as they tried to fight this feeling away.

They sat cuddled up next to him, watching a stupid rom-com from the early 2000's. They stared at their reflection in the TV, forcing themself to take a long breath.

"Breathe..." Angel coached themself, "Breathe...it's alright, nothing can hurt you here."

They felt David grab their hand, the warm feeling slightly comforting, "Angel, are you alright? You seem very deep in thought for watching Mean Girls at 10 p.m."

They looked at him, shaking their head a bit, "I'm...okay."

Angel forced a smile on their face, turning their attention back to the movie.

"You seem tense though, whats on your mind?"

They felt themselves losing focus, head throbbing from the stress on their mind.

They felt dizzy.

It hurt.

They couldn't breathe.

And then it went dark.

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Angel slowly opened their eyes, they were tucked gently under the sheets of their bed with David at their side, his head perking up almost uncharacteristically as he saw Angel was awake.

"Hey..."

They tried to speak, their throat feeling horse, "What happened...?" David sighed, handing them a glass of water which they quickly downed in one go, "Well...I was wondering if you could tell me that." Angel's throat tightened, gripping the sheets slightly, tears bubbled up in their eyes,

"I-I know I said it was nothing, I didn't want you to stress over it because I know you've been bus-"

"Hey hey...breathe a second. You don't have to worry about that. You don't even have to tell me what exactly caused this...just calm down, Angel. I'm here."

He grabbed their hand again, gently brushing his thumb against the top of it, "You had a panic attack, didn't you?"

Angel nodded, looking down at the bed, avoiding eye contact, "Angel...look at me." He tilted their head up with his free hand, cupping their cheek.

"This isn't you're fault...I'm not mad, I could never be. So you can relax, okay?" David gently slid into bed with them, "Can I...hold you? I mean, you cling to me any other time so-"

Angel lunged at him, holding him tightly as small sniffles and whimpers came from them. "I got you...it's okay now. Nothing will hurt you, not on my watch..."

They inhaled a shaky breath, burying their face into his neck. David sighed, "Look...you can always tell me when something like this is gonna happen...It's not like I won't help you. I love you, Angel."

"I know...I'm sorry."

He sat them up, pulling them into a kiss, "Don't ever apologize for this. Its not you fault. Now come here, I think its about time you get some rest. It's definitely a requirement at this point and you will not sway me into staying up like last time."

Angel laughed, "But Daveyyy..."

Shit. They pulled the Davey card.

"You little- No, its time to sleep. You're tired anyway, I can see it in your eyes." David laid them down, Angel immediately cuddling into him.

They both held each other close, only the sound of their heartbeats singing in unison could be heard, a dreamy feeling taking over their tired body.

"Hey uhm...Davey?"

"Yes, Angel..?"

"Thank you."

David felt a smile tug at his lips, kissing them one last time on the forehead and pulling Angel slightly closer, "Any time..."