Murders?
Your heart dropped as your chest tightened. Your breath was shallow as you listened to the shocked gasps from the table below. You immediately remembered those papers you found consisting of drugs, contracts, and that corpse. You did your best to keep calm and quiet, at least until you entered the guest room. Once you quietly shut the door that's when you were able to let loose.
You hyperventilated as you trembled over to the bed, yet your knees buckled before you reached the bed and you collapsed on the floor. Your head was splitting opened from the discovery. You felt yourself going into a panic attack as your vision blurred and everything around you became distorted.
Everything was going wrong. Nothing was okay. Your heart pounded against your chest as if it was trying to escape, your head was splitting opened, your face was sore from all your bawling, and your body ached from Rufus. You wanted to just go numb and pretend none of this was happening, yet the more you attempted to suppress your emotions the worse they spilled out. You curled into a fetal position in an attempt for any comfort as you hugged your knees tightly.
A light knock at your door gathered your attention but also didn't stop your panic from happening. Noctis entered the room with a plate in hand, but once he noticed your state he closed the door and set the plate on the ground, immediately rushing to your side. He went in to scoop you in his arms but out of sheer panic you thrashed and fought his comfort. However that didn't stop Noctis from forcing you close to him, cradling you in his arms and pulling your body into his lap. You resumed fighting him, kicking and flailing to get him to release his grip.
"{Y/N} it's okay. It's okay." He soothed, pressing your head against his chest. "Everything will be okay. He can't hurt you anymore. Please..."
Pure exhaustion hit your body as you knew fighting him was a waste of energy. You sobbed and buried your face into his chest, feeling his gentle hand stroke the top of your head in an attempt to comfort you.
Your panic attack has settled after some time leaving you to feel numb once again. Your body was still aching and you could feel your face stinging from how much you used your sleeves to wipe the tears. Noctis never released his gentle hold of amenity as he waited for you to lead the way. When you finally lifted your head off his chest, he escorted you to the bed where you'd be more comfortable.
He went to pick up the plate and went to reach for the door knob to take it downstairs. You stirred only a bit from your resting position, your eyes looking at him hopefully.
"Don't leave me alone... Please." You whispered.
Noctis shot you a reassuring smile. "I'm going to take care of this plate, and I'll be right back. I promise."
You watched him leave with a frown. You hated to inconvenience him like this, but you needed some sort of distraction just for the night. As soon as his presence was gone your thoughts wandered once again, leaving you in a trembling state. You curled under the blankets with only your head popping out, waiting with anticipation for Noctis' return. He kept his promise and came back with a few pillows and blankets in hand. You watched with curiosity as he spread the blanket on the ground and threw the pillows on top, leaving him to drop another blanket on the ground.
"I'll sleep here tonight with you." He said. "And I'll stay home tomorrow, too. Whatever you need, I'll be here."
Guilt rose in your chest as you knew he was going to sleep on the floor. However you knew that even if you tried to argue he would ignore you and insist you keep the bed. It was technically your bed now after all. Before you could speak again there was another knock on the door. Xion peeked her head inside, watching you curled up on the bed.
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