Jahnnie Oneshots 3☆

☆Johnnie's Panic Attack☆

Request: SaturnMoon714

TW: anxiety, panic attack symptoms, fainting

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Jake and Johnnie are sharing the punk's room tonight because they just got home from a party and fell asleep instantly.

As Johnnie slept however, he started to feel restless.

Jake, on the other hand, slept like a baby. He was sprawled out on the bed, his arms and legs stretched out in all directions.

The emo's eyes suddenly opened as he sits up, grabbing at his chest. Johnnie felt his lungs tightened as he began to hyperventilate.

It felt like the walls are closing in, why was he having a panic attack? He doesn't know.

Jake quickly sat up, his eyes filled with worry as he watched Johnnie struggle to breathe.

"Johnnie, listen to me," he said firmly, trying to keep his voice steady. "You're having a panic attack. I need you to take deep breaths, okay? In through your nose, out through your mouth."

Johnnie wasn't listening, he felt dizzy as he continues to hyperventilate. His eyes are wide and glossed with tears, his entire body is trembling.

Seeing Johnnie in such a state made Jake's heart ache. He knew he needed to do something to help him calm down.

"Hey, hey, hey... look at me," he said, gently grabbing Johnnie's chin and turning his head to face him. "Focus on me, okay? Just focus on my voice and try to breathe."

"I- can't!" Johnnie managed to get out as he is hyperventilating, looking all around the room in a dizzy gaze.

Jake's heart sank as Johnnie struggled to speak. He knew he had to try harder to get through to him.

"Yes, you can," he said firmly, his grip on Johnnie's chin tightening slightly. "You're strong, Johnnie. You can do this. Just keep trying to breathe, okay? In through your nose, out through your mouth. Nice and slow."

Seeing that Johnnie was still struggling to calm down, Jake decided to take a more physical approach. He gently pulled Johnnie onto his lap, wrapping his arms around him tightly.

"Shh, it's okay," he murmured, his voice soft and soothing. "I've got you, Johnnie. Just relax and breathe with me, okay?"

Johnnie continued to panic for a moment before his breathing started to relax. His hands are gripping Jake's back as his head slumped onto the punk's chest.

Jake continued to hold Johnnie tightly, gently rubbing his back in soothing circles. He could feel Johnnie's grip on his back slowly loosen as his breathing started to even out.

"That's it," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of Johnnie's head. "You're doing great. Just keep breathing, okay? You're safe with me."

Johnnie felt himself getting grounded as he is keeping a loosened grip on Jake's back. Occasionally his hands would go up and play with Jake's hair.

Jake couldn't help but smile as he felt Johnnie's hands playing with his hair. He knew that the gentle touch was helping to calm him down even further.

"Feeling better?" he asked softly, his arms still wrapped around Johnnie. "You had me worried there for a minute."

But Jake spoke too soon, Johnnie shakes his head as he gripped Jake's back again, his breathing getting worse than the last attack.

Jake's heart sank as he felt Johnnie's breathing start to get worse again. He knew that this wasn't going to be easy.