AMARANTHINE [streamers × reader]

47

As we enter the small corner store, Corpse grips my hand, fixing his mask as he spots other people.

"Fucking hell. Why now?" I hear him mumble under his breath. I rub the palm of his hand, looking around. There's a pair of girls, picking out candy, and that seems to be all.

"You'll be fine" I reassure him. Although suddenly there's a squeal and one of the girl's rushes over to our group. The other following excitedly when they see what her friend is doing.

"Sapnap! You're Sapnap, right??" The first grins, she had long blonde hair and bright crystal blue eyes.

"GOGY" The other squeals. They had shoulder length brown hair and dull green eyes, a set of glasses framing them.

"Tommy and Wilbur too!!" The blonde adds.

"I didn't know you were already here, or that Tommy nor George was coming too" She says.

"Yeah! We arrived the other day, George is only visiting though, and Tommy is living with me now!" Wil says, his voice unnaturally cheerful.

"Oh cool!! So who are these people?" The blonde gestures to Corpse, Dream and I. Corpse tenses but I squeeze his hand comfortingly, though it may have been portrayed as panic. I feel myself getting lightheaded as everyone struggles to speak until I open my mouth.

"Hi!! I'm Rachel, Sapnap's old friend, this is my twin brother, A-andy–" I hold Corpses hand forward a bit before letting it drop. "–he's extremely shy so I apologize if he comes off as rude. Um- yeah and this is Thomas my uh–"

"–B-boyfriend.. yeah" Dream says, obviously voice acting as his voice is unrecognizable. I wasn't too worried about them recognizing my voice, because I'm not as popular and haven't been streaming for as long.

"Oh! My name is Rachel too! Nice to meet you" She smiles as she shakes our hands, ignoring all of Corpse's bandages.

The girls then proceed to take selfies with the others as me, Dream, and Corpse wander around the corner. Corpse looks unnaturally pale, and I'm sure I do too. Glancing at Dream, I realize that his shirt is still soaked and see-through, and can't help but laugh at the politeness of the fans as they didn't mention it.

"Are you okay, Darling?" Dream asks, ignoring my giggles.

"Yeah. And you?" I ask. He nods, running his fingers through Corpse's hair as he regains composure. Corpse huffs as he swats Dream's hands away.

I spot a sign above a door, signaling the bathroom, and point to it, telling the two that I'll be back in a bit. After I lock the door, I sit down on the closed toilet lid and try to wait out my dizzy spells, but instead end up dealing with a panic attack.

It's ironic isn't it? Why am I always fainting like this? What is wrong with me? Maybe I need to see a doctor, or drink more?

After a while there's a knock at the door.

"Y/n? Are you in there?" I recognized the well spoken voice of Wilbur.

"Yeah" I mumble, fiddling with my sleeves, my voice sounding like shit.

"Open the door please" He calls.

Wilbur Soot's POV

I wait at the door, growing more concerned every second she doesn't reply. Finally she unlocks the door.

"Can I come in?" I ask, my hand resting at the knob.

"Yep" she replies quietly and I don't hesitate to do so, locking the door behind me and turning to see her tear stained cheeks. Immediately, I pull her into my arms.

"What happened?" I asked, stroking her hair gently, patiently waiting for her reply.

"Nothing, I'm okay. Just a stupid little panic attack" She mumbled into my shirt. I paused, remembering all those sleepless nights, full of anxiety as I avoided closing my eyes for fear experiencing yet another session of sleep paralysis, which resulted in myself being more prone to my panic attacks. Too many, too often. It was hell. Finally I come to.

"Are panic attacks a big thing for you?" I ask, holding her to me. I feel her nod against my lower chest, the height difference now becoming awkward. I lead her to the closed toilet lid, not caring about the lack of hygiene for the moment, and sit her on my lap so she was straddling me, though I don't care about how flustered one would normally be in this position, I only care about y/n's comfort.

"I know how it feels." I murmur as I dig my my nose into the crook of her neck. She said it was a little panic attack, but I can hear rapid heartbeat. I stay quiet as I listen to her silently perform a few sets of breathing exercises.

Once her heartbeat has calmed after a while, I open my mouth.

"I'll take you home in my car. Dream can drive your car back with the others when they're ready. You don't have to be here if you don't want to be, just tell me, and we'll leave. Right now. Do you want to go?" I ask firmly.

I feel her nod with a small 'yes' before I stand up, holding her legs wrapped around my waist as my make my way to the door.

"About time. You've spent quite a while in the female bathroom" Y/n mumbles weakly, yet the smugness is strong in her tone. I blush as I realize her statement is true.

"For an act of importance, and decency at the very least" I reply, sternly. How can she be able to joke around like this in her situation?

"We're leaving. Take as long as you need, you have her keys?" I ask Dream, stroking Y/n's neck. He nods.

"Is she okay?" He asks.

"She–"

"–I'm fine. I just want to leave." She interrupts, Dream looks back at me then nods.

"Alright. See you later, I'll text if anything happens" He utters.

"Okay. See you" I turn to the exit.

"Bye."