Strange Stories (MultiFandom Oneshots)

Just A Little Bit Of A Breathing Problem

Fandom: Eddsworld

Ship: None??? Idk that's for your mind.
Note: After the End, Tord was accepted and they are friends again- ((I just don't want to spend another hour of that to lead up to the parts I wrote although it could make this longer))

  Every breathe is a struggle.

  It's as if no matter how much you breathe, for how long, no matter how much pain, the treatments you try, your lungs are never satisfied.

  Fear keeps you from seeing a doctor, and on normal checkups they see nothing.

  It can be easy to hide, but also makes it hard to catch up. Especially when you're seen as a nobody to others.

  It ruins stamina, gives you a hard focus in stuffy places, and if anything makes you cough, it won't stop until you puke out a weird substance.

  Sometimes there are chances you don't breathe at all, you can notice, but you can't do anything about it, as if you were stuck in time, falling underwater, unable to react as you walk or swim. Yet when you try to hold your breath in purpose it's as if your screams for air finally reach to your senses.

  It's hard to tell how you should breathe, you can't breathe through your nose, breathe through your mouth, but sometimes it's the other way around. It always switches, and your default of breathing always makes you struggle to breathe properly when it switches.

  'Hey Jehovah Witness.'

TORD'S POINT OF VIEW

  I walked in Thomas' room ready to annoy him for a distraction.

  'The bloody hell do you want Commie?' The blue Brit had his book upside down, his tone already aggressive just by him knowing my presence.

  'I'm bored.'

  'And I don't care, go bother someone else.' 

          I'm alone

  'But no ones here but you!' I wined, going to his bed and laying down on the edge.

  'There's Ringo, you can bother her.' He kicked me off as I fall to the floor.

  'She hates me though!' I wined more.

         I can't breathe

 'And I do too, piss off Commie.'

  I groaned and sat up, 'How about no.'

         I can't be left alone

 ' Why the hell are you even bothering me? Just go read that dumb 18+ magazines of yours you store in your room pervert.'

  'No! I want to hang out with someone! With Edd and Matt gone you're my only option!' I wined more.
         I can't say it out loud

  'Damn do you have that much of an attention problem?'

  'Sure we can go with that.'
        But I just need supervision

  Thomas groaned, 'Fine, I'll allow you to hang around me, but don't touch any of my stuff or I'm kicking you out.'  

  'Yay!' I got up and sat next to Thomas to read what he had in his hand, I say, I'm pretty skilled with reading upside down things, boredom and a book can surely do something.
        I just want to feel secure 

  'What are you doing now?'

        Trying to breathe...

  'Trying to read.'

  'Why?'
         Trying to breathe is a hard thing

  'I'm curious, hey, who is this Damien dude? He sounds fun.'
        But for once...

  And that's what we did, read a book upside down together, no fighting, no shouting, it was peaceful, it was nice.
        ...everything felt clear

((*couGH*))