GRIANGST ONESHOTS

Touches are too much(roomates!AU)

somebody requested more of this, your wish is my command ;))

this was badly written and very sloppy

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As much as Grian loved living with his friends in the same mega mansion, and as much as he loved communicating with them and showing affection, he never really liked hugs or constant touch. It made him feel uncomfortable and icky, sometimes his friends would forget and it'd be okay, he never really had a "off day", a day in which touching him would set him off badly. Aside from the feelings, he felt compressed and suffocated every time a hug lasted longer than 30 seconds, he hated it.

Today felt... off. Grian woke up sweaty and sticky, he did not have a good awakening. Grumbling, he checked the time on his phone. It wasn't too early, 8:30am. Grian got up to go take a shower, he hated the feeling of sweat. As he got up and got his clothing, towels and such, he realised not many others were awake.

He got to the bathroom and set everything down, closing the door and taking a good look at himself.
'Good god, I look like shit..' Grian thought to himself as he turned on the shower.

After his morning shower, he headed down for breakfast. Most were already awake by now and Grian honestly just wanted to get the day over with, but it was just beginning.
"Morning Grian." Xisuma said with a smile and his "Kiss the Cook" apron. Grian just nodded and seated himself at the kitchen island. Xisuma noticed his friend being off, evidently.
"Whats wrong?" Grian glanced up at Xisuma, seeing his concerned face.
"Off day I suppose. Please don't ask." Grian rubbed his temples, wanting to get it over with.

Bdubs walked down to the kitchen minutes later, seeing his friends sitting around the kitchen and the living area near it, relaxing and chatting.
"Grian!" Bdubs smiled, happy to see that his friend was awake before him, he wanted to ramble to Grian about his new ideas, knowing that Grian would listen intently. He ran up and gave Grian a warm Bdubs style hug, something Grian would've appreciated if it wasn't for how sensitive he was today.

Grian flinched, flinched hard. He had a shaky breath before carefully removing Bdub's hands off his body.
"Good morning to you too, Bdubs." Grian tried his best to give his friend a warm smile, seeing it was too early for anything. Bdubs frowned a little but was happy to get a response, considering how early he had gotten up that day, he wanted to spend some more time relaxing before starting on his daily routine.

While Bdubs went to sit with Mumbo and Scar, Grian sat still at the kitchen island with Xisuma and Keralis at the stoves, Iskall half asleep two seats away and Ren beside Iskall, also half asleep. Grian looked down, noticing his hands were shaking slightly. He tried to ignore it.
'Just a hug, literally nothing wrong with it. What is wrong with me..' He got up to wash his hands at the sink, bumping into Keralis while he was in the middle of washing fruits.

Though Keralis barely noticed, Grian had very well payed close attention to it. Every touch only making his brain dig deeper into his buried state of panic. He begged his brain to relax, to let his heart beat slower as he went to go wash his hands with soap, making sure to get every area.

The rest of Grians day went about as usual, except for the increased number of accidental touches. He couldn't handle much more, it was too overwhelming, overstimulating for his brain. It was not a good day to be him.
"Grian, you good my dude?" Ren asked, seeing Grian spaced out just sitting on a beanbag. He made the mistake of grabbing Grians shoulder. Grian flinched and swerved his head towards Ren, breathing heavier than before. After looking Ren up and down, he exhaled, relaxing slightly.
"I'm okay, everything is.. is fine.." Ren looked concerned and worried, did something happen?

The straw that broke the camels back was when Grian was just trying to sketch out an idea he had. People kept coming to watch for a bit since he was sketching in the living area, his room too cramped for him to sketch in. Constant head and shoulder pats wore him out mentally.

'Everything is fine, its okay, no more touch, no more please, I can't-' Grians thoughts ran as his lines got shakier. Mumbo grabbed Grians hand in an attempt to help calm him. Grian flinched, leaving a hard line across the paper, also making Mumbo throw his hand off. As Grian turns towards Mumbo, his breathing got heavier.

He was dirty, he felt gross, everything was too cramped, he didn't have enough room to breathe, to move, to speak. Grian looked around in a hasty panic, feeling too closed in as Mumbo could only stare. Grian gripped his pencil so tight, he felt it snap in his hands. He backed himself up against a wall, trying to gather his thoughts.
'I'm okay, its okay, its just.. Mumbo..' Despite all these reassurances, he saw someone try to approach him, his brain could only think of all the negative possibilities.

"S-Stay back.. Please, don't touch me, please.." Grian pleaded as his vision blurred from the tears he was holding back. Fists clenching and unclenching, trying to get a grip on reality, trying not to fall to the void of his negative thoughts.

Xisuma stood before him, trying to make his movements predictable as to not scare the hermit further.
"Grian, can you hear me?" Xisuma whispered quietly, Grian giving no sign that he could hear Xisuma. As Xisuma got closer, Grian felt more overwhelmed.

"Grian-" Xisuma got cut off as he tried to get closer to his friend.
"Stop, stop.. I can't- no touch, alone." Xisuma took this as a sign to stop moving, he further crouched down to match Grian's level.
"I won't touch you, you're okay, nobody is gonna touch you, you're fine." Xisuma whispered reassurances in Grian's ear. Mumbo came back with sanitiser, he had given it to Grian previously as a gift since he complained about how dirty other peoples hands are.

"Hey Gri, would you like some hand sanitiser?" Xisuma offered, in which his friend nodded lightly, rubbing the substance all over his hands and arms, feeling slightly cleaner and more relaxed.
"I... I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have- it was wrong-" his soft mumbling got cut off.
"Its okay Gri, it happens. You're okay now, don't even worry about it, okay?"

Grian exhaled, feeling himself further relax as he gripped onto his friend for dear life, he hated touch but this was willing. He needed this as much as he hated it. It helped.

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this story was ass, i dont know what i was writing im sorry
i need ideas
ideas NOW !!!
please :,))