𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲

𑁍𝗦𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗕𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻~𝗧𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀𑁍

TW~Tourettes and absence seizure.

Y/N's POV

I snuggled up closer to Seth on the couch, feeling his warmth enveloping me. Today was a bad day. My Tourettes was acting up like crazy, making me tic uncontrollably and leaving me feeling tired and weak.

I had been zoning out, lost in my own thoughts, and then I slipped into an absence seizure, leaving my thoughts in the real world.

Seth's POV

As I sit on the couch next to my girlfriend, Y/N, I can tell something's not quite right. She's been unusually quiet and fidgety today, and I can sense a storm brewing beneath the surface. I wrap my arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to me as I try to offer her some comfort.

"Hey, baby girl, you okay?" I ask, concern evident in my voice.

She nods slightly, but doesn't say anything. I can see the tension in her body, the way she's biting her lip and avoiding my gaze. I know she's struggling with her Tourettes today, but I can't help but worry about her.

Suddenly, she goes completely still, her eyes glazing over as she falls into an absence seizure. My heart clenches in my chest as I watch her, helpless to do anything but sit by her side and wait for it to pass.

Her eyes twitch and her arms jerk sometimes, and my heart breaks for her. I reach out and gently stroke her cheek, trying to offer her some sort of solace in the midst of the storm raging inside her mind.

"Y/N, it's me," I say softly, hoping that my voice will reach her through the fog of her seizure. "I'm right here, baby girl. You're not alone."

I watch as her eyes roll back slightly, a sight that never fails to send a shiver of fear down my spine. I can see the fear and confusion in her eyes, even though they're unfocused and distant.

I move to hold her hands, worried she might accidentally hit herself in her state of disarray. I can feel the tremors running through her body, and I squeeze her hands gently in an attempt to ground her in reality.

"Y/N, it's okay," I whisper, my heart aching for her. "I'm here, baby girl. You're safe with me."

I continue to talk to her, trying to keep her grounded in the present moment. I tell her stories about our past paranormal adventures, about the silly things we've done together, anything to bring her back to me.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she snaps out of the seizure with a gasp. I can see the exhaustion in her eyes, the way her whole body seems to crumble with weariness.

"Hey Y/N, are you okay?" I ask, my voice filled with concern as I held her hands, and gave them a small squeeze of reassurance.

Y/N's POV

When I suddenly came back to reality to find Seth holding both of my hands in his, concern written all over his face. "Hey Y/N, are you okay?" he asked gently, his voice filled with love and worry.

I blinked a few times, trying to focus on his face. "Yeah, just a bit out of it," I replied sheepishly, feeling embarrassed by my condition.

Seth squeezed my hands reassuringly, his touch grounding me. "It's okay, baby girl. I'm here for you," he whispered, his eyes filled with understanding and compassion.

I couldn't help but smile at his words, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over me. Seth had always been my rock, supporting me through the tough times and never once making me feel like a burden.

As I tried to relax against him, my tics started acting up again, causing my head and body to jerk involuntarily. I could feel myself hitting myself accidentally, and Seth quickly moved to interlace our fingers, holding my hands gently to prevent any harm.

"Shh, it's okay, baby girl. I've got you," Seth murmured softly, his voice soothing and calming.

I closed my eyes, leaning back against him as he continued to hold my hands securely. He let go of my hands for a second as he reached for the remote and turned on the TV, selecting a comedy show to distract me.

I snuggled closer to him, feeling the rise and fall of his chest against my back. His presence was like a lifeline, grounding me in reality as my tics continued to wreak havoc on my body.

Seth began to rub his thumbs against my wrists in slow, soothing circles, the gentle pressure easing the tension in my muscles. I let out a contented sigh, feeling the stress melting away with each stroke.

As the show played in the background, I started to feel myself drifting off to sleep, the combination of Seth's comforting touch and the familiar sound of his heartbeat lulling me into a peaceful sleep.