Frenemies

II

When they got to their hotel room, the captains found out they were sharing a room, much to their dismay.

The other Warblers were amused, wondering how this would go.

Sebastian went to his room immediately, sitting on his bed. He buried his face in his hands, trying to take steadying breaths.

This was happening. He was here, about to sing in front of thousands of people. Everything was resting on his shoulders.

He was terrified.

The room became a bit smaller, the Earth rotating a bit quicker, his breathing a bit faster. What was this?

He tried to calm down, but he couldn't. It made it worse. His breathing only quickened the more he tried to calm himself. He felt cold with worry, his breathing coming in strangled gasps.

It was cold, but it was hot. The room was too small, but it was too large and overwhelming. He was breathing too quickly, but he couldn't breathe. He was crying, but his throat was dry.

He barely heard the door open, a hand rubbing circles on his back. "Hey. Tomorrow is going to be great, okay? You're going to do great." A voice said soothingly.

Sebastian gasped for breath, shaking his head. "W-what's h-happening?"

"Shh. It's called a panic attack. It will end. You have to trust me."

Sebastian nodded, shaking violently.

"Hey. Uncover your eyes."

He removed his trembling hands from over his face.

"Good. Now tell me five things that you see."

"U-um... a s-suitcase. A dresser. An alarm clock." Sebastian could actually feel himself calming down. The world went back to normal speed, the room was no longer too big or small, too hot or cold... it was over. "A bed, and a door." He finished.

"Better?"

Sebastian looked over, realizing it was Hunter. "Yeah, much. Thank you." It was weird, being this close to him for this long and not fighting. "I- I thought you hated me...?"

Hunter frowned. "I don't hate you, Sebastian. I never did. We just... disagree a lot." He answered softly.

Sebastian sighed in relief. "Good. Because I never hated you either."