Panic room~ Comedy gold

CH9~ Ropes getting tighter.

(updating this for tws-
depression, anxiety attack , mental breakdown) 

The title is VERY important to this book but not this chapter in general,, heh.

SONG- Hansel by Sodikken

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Cheesy and Trophy were.. kind of dating? they went on multiple dates after that night out on the dock. And whenever Trophy was taking photos, Cheesy happily followed along, a tiny smile always on his face.

But for some reason, getting closer with Trophy took Cheesy into this weird state. He felt like he was in a dark hole with no way to get out, but the sky was so visible. And eventually he gave up his climbing and scratching and sat down on the cold floor, with no hope of getting out again.

He was drifting in the hotel lobby, leaned comfortably against Trophy. Although they hadn't told anyone yet, and weren't planning to because Trophy had such a big ego, most of the hotel residents had already figured it out. Some had even guessed it was going to happen.

He felt himself getting sleepier, but he forced himself to stay awake so he could enjoy his time with Trophy. But sitting there against the warmth of the jock, he found himself giving into the tempting sensation. He tugged himself a bit closer so he could lean his head against him as well.

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Cheesy woke up, in third person view. He could see himself in a black void. It seemed to never end.

"Hello?" He called, confusion shining in his eyes. The word echoed around, but there was no reply.

He sat down on the cold ground. It almost hurt how cold it was there.

Looking around, he noticed two tall figures standing far off. He walked over slowly,

"Hello?" The blond called out once more.

The figures turned around, their faces heavily distorted to the point they looked straight out of a horror movie.

He stood, frozen to his spot, brain having no reasonable thoughts at the moment, just to RUN.

but his feet wouldn't move, he tried and tried to move them, to back away slowly, to go closer, to shuffle them even. But nothing happened.

Eventually one of the distorted creatures, who looked for the most part, human, spoke, but its voice was so glitched he couldn't understand a word. The other one turned to face it and spoke the same way, then they went quiet again and Cheesy felt himself sinking, their bulging eyes watching him before the floor felt out from under him and..

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He woke up with a jolt, eyes shooting open. He felt the boy he was laying on move to look down on him.

"You okay?" Trophy mumbled, quiet enough so nobody around them could hear.

"Yeah, fine." Cheesy replied, sighing softly and wrapping his arms around Trophies.

A while passed before Cheesy stood up, told Trophy he was going to his room for a while, then left to the elevators.

He was in his room, staring at the wall.

That dream... There was just something about it he couldn't place.. he didn't like it..

He walked into the bathroom, splashing his face with cold water. He stared at himself for a while.
"Trophy doesn't truly love me, does he?" came a murmur from his lips.
That sentence sent him into a full blown panic attack, leaning against the sink as he sunk into the floor. Tears building up in his eyes and falling quickly down his face and onto the cold tile.
at least half an hour passed, and his phone dinged. still sniffling, he opened it.

Troph- Cheeseball, u alright? u've been gone a while.

The text brought a little smile onto his wet face.

Cheesy- fine. thanks :)
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His phone dropped down as he focused to steady his uneven breaths and his shaky hands.
It'd been a while since he cried like that. He thought he was finally getting better.
Of course he wasn't. He can't have two nice things.

knock, knock!

Cheesy let out an audible groan as he walked over to open the door, wiping his face with a sleeve.

"Knew it." Trophy barged his way into the room as soon as the door was opened.

"Knew.. what?"

"You aren't fine."

Cheesy just stared at the taller man. Who soon brought him into a slightly uncomfortable hug.
Sure, they were dating, but he was still unused to the idea of being hugged and cared for so freely.
He tucked his face into his boyfriends shoulder, letting a few more tears fall and wet his shirt.

A low sigh escaped one of their mouths, the sleepy, once more, Cheesy didn't care who did it.

What he did care about was being gently pushed to his bed and tucked in tightly, feeling a kiss on his forehead.

He forced his eyes to open a bit so he could watch him leave.

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751 wordzz!!

I'm soo sorry I couldn't get this out to y'all sooner!! there's been a lot going on and I have a different hyperfixation rn :P

ONE. MORE. CHAPTERRR!! its gonna be longer than usual hopefully because there's gonna be a lot of stuff in there TwT-

alr i'll shut my yap now!!

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