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Overstimulation (Tk x reader)

(Hello dear reader^^ I do feel I have to add, I wrote this based on MY personal experiences with overstimulation. Everyone is different. Mine comes from my autism and anxiety shooting up. Everyone is different so if you get overstimulated in a different way then it's not invalid or anything:D Just thought i'd let you know Enjoy the story)

You were manning the dinner again today. Except it was a Saturday. You usually didn't work on Saturdays because of how big the crowd becomes. But when TK's usual partner called in sick, you decided to try and help him out. Except for one issue, their were WAY so many people. WAY too much noise. You groaned, going back to the kitchen to drop off the orders, leaning on the counters. "Everything alright Y/N?" Tk asked, noticing how off you were acting. You sighed, placing your hands on your ears.

"Nooo." You groaned. Their was so much talking and music playing. Their were baby's crying at every other table. And worst of all, this wasn't even the lunch rush. It seemed to just be getting worse. Your ears seemed to be ringing. "Hey, come here." He said, gently grabbing your wrist and dragging you into the staff room, shutting the door behind you too. You hadn't noticed until now but your eyes were watering up. "What's going on? Did something happen?" They asked. You leaned against the wall and sunk down to the floor, holding your head in your hands. It was a little bit quieter but not by much. "Overstimulation. I'm sorry. It's just so loud. So many voices." You muttered, covering your ears. You heard shuffling from in front of you. Then a pair of earbuds were stuffed into your ears. A gentle song was playing through them. It was like all the other noises were automatically muffled. You looked up at Tk. They had a small smile on their face. It was like they were trying to see if it was helping without freaking you out anymore. You smiled in return.

He pulled out a notepad that he usually down orders on, jotted something down, then shoved it towards you. It read, "Is that ok? I don't wanna create any more problems for you then I have to." You nodded, stealing his pen and writing something down yourself. "Thank you. I'm so sorry this happened. I tried my best to prevent it." You wrote with a shaky hand. they read it and shook his head, giving you a reassuring smile. You grinned and hugged them, leaning onto their shoulders.

You tried to focus on what your mom told you when you were little. "Focus on your 5 senses." You could smell the cheap cologne they put on in the morning. You could smell how the restaurant smelled combined with it. You could feel how smooth their skin was. You could feel his freshly cleaned cotton shirt. You could feel his chest rise and fall each time he took a breath. You could feel his hand playing with your hair, trying to calm you down. And you could see.... You could see the person you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. The music was definitely helping.

You took one of them out and pulled away from the hug. "Thank you Tk. You help me out so much. I owe you one." You muttered. He chuckled. "I feel like you'd lose your head if it wasn't for me. But I don't mind it at all. I love helping you. At least you're loyal. And I know if it were me, you'd do the same." You sighed. "I would try but fail miserably. I seriously don't know what I'd do without you." They nodded. "Don't worry about taking orders. I'll take them out today, you just bring the tables and their food. I'll do the rest. And keep the earbuds and mp3 player. I'll get them back at the end of our shift." They explained, ruffling your hair.You grinned, hugging them again. "I fricken love you." Tk mumbled. Your face heated up, but you didn't try to show it. "I love you too, Tk. I love you too"