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➵I TRIED to wipe the tears away, but they just kept coming. Jesus fuck, (Y/n). Pull yourself together. But I couldn't. I could barely breathe. Nobody seemed to notice, but Bakugou turned around and looked at me. I kept my eyes to the ground, still trying to collect myself. I can't let him see me cry. I can't.
He sighed and crouched down in front of me. I continued to fail at calming down, panic now consuming me. Bakugou just watched me for a moment before shaking his head and snapping in front of me. "Hey, freak. Look at me for a second will you?"
I finally looked to Bakugou, meeting his eyes. He nodded to me before dropping his voice. "Good, good." It almost sounded like he was whispering now, but it was just above that. "Now you're gonna take four deep breaths. You'll inhale for four seconds, hold for four seconds, and exhale for four seconds. I'll count for you, okay?"
I nodded and he began counting. "Inhale, two, three, four. Hold, two, three, four. Exhale, two, three, four. Good, again."
We did that three more times, and I felt myself get more calm after each breath. Once we finished, tears stopped falling and my breathing was regulated. Bakugou sighed and backed away from me before sitting down, his legs crossing. "You ever had a panic attack before?"
I almost shook my head, but paused as I stopped to think. "Only one, a few months back," I answered, thinking about my first panic attack.
He cocked his head to the side. "Before or after the League of Villians kidnapped you?" He asked bluntly. I stared at him in slight disbelief at his straightforwardness. I was used to tiptoeing around the issue, that's what all the doctors and police did. I appreciated his bluntness, though.
"Um," I hesitated to answer. He gave me a slightly impatient look, urging me to continue. "It was during, actually. While they–"
"You don't have to tell me anymore," He interrupted, it seemed like he didn't want to upset me further. He seemed uncomfortable comforting someone else, not that I blamed him. I wasn't to comfortable with it either.
I nodded and kept my head down, my arms resting on my knees now. Silence flooded over us, but it didn't feel uncomfortable. Everyone else was still going on with their match, so we just sat there. It almost felt nice.
"Have, um. . . Have you ever had a panic attack before?" I asked, a bit nervous. Not many people scared me here, but Bakugou was definitely one who intimated me. Not because of his personality, that was something I could see right through. It was his quirk, how he had so much control over it. That made me nervous.
Bakugou nodded, watching one of the current fights take place. "I have them a lot. Should probably be taking meds for it or something." He sounded so nonchalant while speaking. I was surprised he even felt comfortable telling me this.
I only nodded to him, following his gaze to the fight between Kirishima and a male with dual colored hair. Kirishima seemed to be winning, it made me smile.
