I sadly do not own sugawara (I forgot who owns haikyuu, I'm sorry 😣) I'm really new to writing so any feedback or constructive criticism is nice but please nothing to mean. This is for anyone with social anxiety (gender neutral pronouns used)
Third person pov:
Suga had suggested that both he and y/n should go shopping. At first it had seemed that it was a good idea but when they walked into the mall there was second thoughts going through y/n's mind.
There was a LOT of people, they were all bustling about and having fun but with a lot of people came a lot of noise. There were babies crying, kids laughing, music blasting , it was all a bit of a sensory overload to be honest. Suga grabbed their hand as he could tell they were starting to get a bit anxious.
"Hey it'll be ok. You'll be ok" suga smiled at you as he muttered words of encouragement "if you need to bail and go home you can say so at any time" Sugas words helped a bit but he had still planned this and took time of volleyball to spend time with y/n so they felt a bit of obligation to make this fun for him.
"Thanks Suga but I should be fine. I'll just have to take a minute to get used to the crowd"
,,,,,,( time skip brought to you by me trying to rickrolling people in ASL),,,,,,
Y/n had started to panic. They had been at the mall with Suga for a few hours and had tried to hide all the anxiety as to not rune the trip but it was starting to get to them. Suga and them had went to the food court to eat lunch but the pressure was starting to build up in y/n's lungs and head, the pressure just got worse as they and Suga sat down with their food. "hey Suga I'm gonna head to the bathroom really quick ok" "ok just don't take to long or your food will get cold" he smiled and gestured at their trays.
Y/n had locked themselves in a bathroom stall just as the pressure combusted. They tried to muffle the cries on their sleeve as they hyperventilated. Their blood pounded in their ears as tears rolled down their face. The world started to spin a bit as they sat there curled up in a ball. "hey angel" they heard Sugas voice from the other side of the stall door. Y/n panic more. Dang it I don't want him to see me like this they thought "hey are you good. You've been in the bathroom for awhile" Sugas voice started to sound a bit more concerned and motherly "yeah I'm fine" y/n's voice shook a bit as they answered. "If it's ok can you unlock the stall door" he started to panic a bit when he heard the shake in their voice. Y/n sniffed a bit but opened the door. They were quickly engulfed in a hug from Suga as he noticed the disheveled h/c hair and puffy red e/c eyes. His first words to them were "why didn't you tell me it was getting to overwhelming" thoughts raced through his head as he started blaming himself for not noticing his angels stress. Y/n slightly laughed through the tears streaming down their face as they snuggled into him "don't blame yourself for it. I was trying to hide it so we could have fun and I didn't want you missing volleyball to be a disappointment" he let out a sigh "you know it's not healthy to think like that. And as long as you're fine and happy that's a success in my book. Now let's go home and eat ice cream and binge watch a show. He smiled at them. "Ok let's go but we have to watch f/s (favorite show) "we've watched that at least a million times but ok" Sugas eyes crinkled slightly as he smiled at his partner as they walked to the car.
(A/n. Thank you so much for reading. I tried my best to make this as accurate to my own experience with anxiety attacks as possible but it might be different for other people. I would appreciate people giving feedback on my writing but if you don't want to then that's ok to 👍. Have a good day filled with smiles and love and don't be mean.
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