💜Chapter Nineteen💜

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My body was shaking, trembling, as I sat on the toilet seat -with the cover down obvi- as I buried my head in my arms, pulling at my wig sewn into my head.

My body felt numb as my heart rate shot dangerously high, I hyperventilated, struggling to take breaths as my panic attack progressed.

I started tapping my leg, trying to distract myself, trying to stop the panic attack.

Time seemed to pass so slow, each minute feeling like an eternity as I gasped for breaths.

I tried my best to do everything I learnt about in therapy, doing anything I could to stop the panic attacks.

But the panic attacks were hard to stop on my own, Soo-min was the person that helped me with my panic attacks and anxiety attacks, now, Namjoon was trying to learn what he could to help me, but he didn't know for definite what would work for me since I never told them about my panic attacks, even when they were with me when I was having a panic attack, they were never severe, and I was usually able to get through them unnoticed.

But this time was different, this time, it was severe, and I was struggling calm down.

"Name 5 things you can see." Someone said from outside the cubical I was in.

I didn't know who, but I instantly remembered my therapist talking to Namjoon about that method of calming down.

"M-me. T-the door." I listed as I took a deep breath. "The floor. The t-toilet. M-my bag."

"Name 4 things you can touch."

"I-I- m-my hair. M-my jacket. M-my bag. D-door." I said as my trembling lessened.

"Name 3 things you can hear."

"Y-you. M-me a-and cars." I answered as I tried my best to calm down and take a few breaths.

"You okay now?" the person asked.

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For anyone that skipped that part, Y/n was having a panic attack and she has been having panic attacks a lot more frequently and they were getting progressively worse, when she was having a panic attack, she was in a bathroom stall in school and a random student came in and helped her but Y/n doesn't know who it is that helped her.

I mumbled in response as my breathing slowly returned to normal.

I heard the person enter a cubical and I left, rushing to my next class, Geography.

Not good but not bad.

NAMJOON POV

Me and the boys were at an animal adoption centre in Busan that specialised in Emotional Support Animals, Guide Animals and Guard Animals.

We wanted to get her an Emotional Support Cat, cats were small and would be easier to bring on tour unlike Bear who was huge.

Each corridor looked exactly like the last, the only difference being the animals who looked to be very well cared for.

"Hello, how can I help you?" the receptionist asked.

"We're looking for an Emotional Support cat." I said as I readjusted the mask I was wearing.

"Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, a specific phobia or something else?" the receptionist asked.

"Depression, Anxiety and PTSD." I answered.

"Do you want the cat to be male or female?" the receptionist asked.

"It doesn't matter." J-hope said.

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