This is not because I like you // catradora Highschool AU

Home? // 8

*tw// panic attack, abandonment, mention of self-harm*

*THERE WILL BE SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER. THERE WILL BE EXPLICIT CONTENT. But if you do insist on knowing... Catra's top...*

Catra's POV.

Home?

I nod and help Adora up. She was shaking almost violently, her tears continue to fall and she was having a hard time breathing.

Panic attack.

She was having a Panic attack. I carefully yet quickly brought her to a chair.

Couch? No.

The one near the sink? Mm no.

I look to the right to see the dining table. She didn't tell me any triggering thoughts there, it should be fine.

I held her tight my claws almost digging in her skin. I guide her to the chair.

"No, Catra. Just- I don't wanna be here."

"Adora, we need to calm you down first you might fall off the bike." She was clearly getting weaker by the moment.

"Please Catra. Take me anywhere."

She held my hand tightly and looked away quite embarrassed she had to beg.

"Okay." I nod and bring her outside. It was getting dark. I guess I'll just bring her to mine. While walking I figured out a way to make her safe on the bike. I would need to put her in front.

"Sit on the front, I'll be behind you." She looked confused but obeyed anyway. I get behind her extending my hands to the handle. I wouldn't see anything since Adora's a bit taller than me. I rest my head on her shoulder, hoping she wouldn't mind. She tensed a bit but instead of pulling away, she rubbed her head on mine. Causing a small and quiet purr from me. I blush at the action but knew it was more important to get ger home safely first. I start to drive to my house.

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I reach the building and noticed Adora was a lot calmer now. I hop off the bike and helped her down.

I look at her again, she still had her jacket off. All those scars made my stomach turn, how.. how could he do that to her? How could he do that to her to the point she'd do that to- herself? He was a father, sure he was grieving but... she was grieving too.

I clench my fists thinking about the possibilities of what must have happened in her room. She was so scared like she was reliving the past. I would love to know, but I don't think forcing that information out of her would be a good idea.

"Catra?" Adora held my hand and looked at me worriedly. I look back at her smiling softly.

"Yeah?"

"T-thank you. I really appreciate you for... being with me the whole time." She looked so pretty, her eyes were still a bit red and puffy, her hair was down it must have snapped on the way here. The spaghetti straps on her shoulder slipped down, and you could see the very few moles on her chest.

I shake my thoughts as I felt a blush creep up my cheeks.

"This is not because I like you."

She chuckled and intertwined her hand with mine. Making me turn my head to her.

"Sure~ now let's get inside it's a bit chilly here." She shivered and I led her in the house. I stop at the doorstep as I heard my siblings screaming and playing. Oh, yeah...

"Uhm Adora, there are um. Kids? In there and not that I'm ashamed! It's just I don't know if you'd be comfortable with them.. noticing your scars. Though! I promise there are very well educated about those matters-" she cut me off by smashing her lips on mine. It caught me by surprise but it was too hard not to kiss back. The kiss was gentle and passionate. She tried pulling away, but I grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her in deeper.