CROW (ITACHI X READER)

Chapter Twenty:

Itachi

"Breathe, Itachi." Damon's words sounded muffled and my vision was hazy. I heard a curse before two heavy weights pressed down on my shoulders. "You're having a panic attack. Tell me what you hear."

My voice was rough and cracking when I responded to him. Hear. See. Feel. Taste. It had been a long time since I had a panic attack but it scary how easily we both fell into our past roles.

The three of us had always been prone to panic attacks when we were younger and we always helped each other out of it. But I thought I was past this.

"Good," He murmured, his voice soft because he remembered my hearing was sensitive after I had calms down. "What happened?"

I shook my head and he squeezed my shoulders. "Get it out, Itachi. That's what you always told us and you know it helps."

I took a few calming breaths and looked around, we were in the parking garage at our company building.

When did we get here?

"She came home last night covered in blood, she was on a high..." I paused and he nodded, sympathy clouding his features because he knew what I meant. "I helped her but when I called her 'angel' she slipped into a space I couldn't reach her. She disappeared, Damon." I whispered.

"Does she remember?" He asked sadly and I shook my head.

"She thinks she fell asleep, she doesn't know the name is a trigger and I want to fucking know why it is."

"How long?"

"Almost two hours."

He cursed under his breath and leaned against the chair next to me. "Max can help her." He said and I bowed my head, out of us three he was the one prone to these episodes. Like y/n, he'd disappear and almost became a robot, relying on muscle memory.

The more the episodes happened, the harder it was to bring him back but I was afraid of telling her. When we brought it up with Max, he fought it. Didn't believe it and fell deeper into that hole, I didn't want that happening to her.

"If she doesn't know, I don't want him bringing it up."

"How do you know it's a trigger?" He asked.

"I'm assuming based on her reaction and i'm not too keen on testing it to make sure." I gritted out and he raised his hands.

"I had to ask." He asked.

"Damon?" Her voice echoed through the parking garage and he cursed quietly. "What are you doing? What happened?" Her voice raised until my door was being swung open quickly. "Itachi? What's wrong?"

"Why are you here, an-" Fuck. Stop saying it! I spoke to her softly, partly because I couldn't make my voice louder and partly because I was afraid of her reaction.

Her eyes narrowed. "Obito asked me to meet him here. Why are you guys just sitting here?"

"Meeting of the minds." Damon said and we both looked at him, his gaze swung back and forth between us before he shrugged.