Jahnnie Oneshots 3☆

☆Messed Up Routine☆

Request: Isla98134

[ Jake's routine gets ruined today and he's the only one home and Johnnie comes back home and sees Jake freaking out so he comforts him and helps him<3 ]

Cw/tw: overstimulation, extreme meltdown!¡

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Jake was home alone today, and has been all day. But his routine got thrown off. He woke up late, which isn't like him. And he was planning on filming a video with Johnnie but then he remembered Johnnie is out filming music stuff today so that part of his plan got ruined.

Next, he was going to stream with Carrington but his other roommate was out hanging with Chase and a few other people today.

The entire routine is shifted and thrown off.

Jake is on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He seems a bit irritated, as his routine was all messed up today.

Suddenly Jake threw his phone across the room, gripping his hair as he lets out a irritated groan.

Johnnie was still out at the moment. Jake was alone in the house, and he was starting to get bored and frustrated.

Suddenly it was starting to become too much. Jake was thinking about how every little thing went wrong, and then he started to flap his hands more frantically. His breathing started to get shaky.

Jake started to panic more and more. He was starting to feel overwhelmed, and his body was reacting in ways he couldn't control. He tried to calm himself down, but it wasn't working. He started to hyperventilate, and tears started to form in his eyes.

"Fuck," Jake whispered to himself as he gets off the couch. Flapping his hands and pacing himself around in the living room, trying to calm himself down by stimming. But nothing was working!

He trips, literally on nothing - and slides himself down the wall. Hitting the back of his head over and over as he continues to flap his hands, getting more overstimulated by the second.

Suddenly, the door to the house opens and Johnnie walks in. He notices Jake on the floor and rushes over to him, looking worried. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" He asks, kneeling down next to Jake and putting a hand on his shoulder.

Jake pulls away. He didn't want to be touched. Hiding his face into his knees, he grips onto his hair again, tugging on the locks aggressively.

Johnnie immediately understands that Jake doesn't want to be touched. He backs away a bit and gives him some space. "I'm sorry, I won't touch you. But please, talk to me." He says, his voice filled with concern.

Jake didn't respond, he was nonverbal at the moment. Shutting his eyes super tight to try and block out the bright lights in the household. Hitting the back of his head on the wall, hyperventilating.

Johnnie watches as Jake continues to hit his head against the wall, clearly struggling. He tries to think of a way to help him. "Okay, I get it. You can't talk right now. He says, trying to keep his voice calm and steady. "But you need to stop hitting your head. It's not safe."

Johnnie quickly realizes that Jake is having a meltdown. He's dealt with Jake's meltdowns before, so he knows how to handle it. He grabs a blanket and puts it around Jake's shoulders, hoping the pressure will help ground him. "Here, take this. It's soft and warm."