Roadtrip TV Oneshots

Rylyn - Anxiety Attack

This oneshot contains anxiety, obviously, if this triggers you, don't read.
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Rye's POV
It was the beginning of tour and, I'm not gonna lie, I'm shitting bricks for this first show. None of the boys, even Brooklyn, know but I have extreme anxiety, especially when it comes to performing. I'm too scared to tell any of them because I'm worried that I'll get kicked out of the band for not being able to confidently perform.
"Hey babe, you okay?" I heard Brooklyn ask from my bedroom door frame, looking gorgeous as per usual.
"Y-Yeah" I replied stuttering. I tend to stutter when my anxiety starts. We're leaving for tour in about 45 minutes so it's really starting up.
"You sure? I mean, I stood here for about 2 minutes calling your name until you actually answer" Brooklyn stated, concerned about my behaviour.
"I, uh, was thinking about my family back at home, missing Sammie and Shaun a bit" I replied with a weak smile.
"Oh okay, you look knackered babe, did you sleep well last night?" Brooklyn asked studying my facial features.
"No not really, missing them too much" I replied with a fake sniffle.
"Aw babe, cmon I'll come cuddle until we have to leave" Brooklyn said, I was glad he was falling for it because I really didn't want him to know.
I laid my head on Brooklyn's chest as he ran his fingers through my hair. The feeling was so soothing I was falling asleep but trying my best to stay awake as I wanted to spend all the time I have with Brooklyn.
"Go to sleep if you're tired babe, you clearly need it" Brooklyn said, humming softly sending me into a lulling sleep.
Brooklyn's POV
I knew Rye was lying when he said that he missed his family, I was determined to find out what was wrong but I still wasn't going to force it out of him.
His breathing soon evened out telling me he was asleep. I gently kissed his forehead and fell asleep next to him, hoping one of the boys would get us when we have to leave.
I was woken up by Jack, telling me we had to leave.
"Rye babe, we have to go cmon" I whispered shaking his shoulder gently.
"nooo" he whined.
"How about I carry you then"
"yeah"
I picked him up and tried to find a way to get down these big ass steps on his bed.
"Why the fuck would you do this Rye?" I asked laughing.
"It cool" he replied, eyes shut and blank face. Damn he really is tired.
When I got downstairs, Rye was fast asleep in my arms again. I took him out to the van and placed him down in a seat, sitting beside him. He instantly latched himself onto me and mumbled something in his sleep. I laughed a little and ran my fingers through his hair. I knew something was wrong and I'm going to find out what it is.
Rye's POV
I woke up in the van, now I'm scared. My stomach was twisting and my head was pounding.
"Babe?" I heard Brooklyn ask. I didn't reply and let the tears slip. I couldn't help but cry, I was so pathetic.
"Babe what's wrong? Really now, what's up?"
"I- I have anxiety and I-I'm r-really s-scared" I stuttered out.
"Why didn't you say anything baby?" Brook asked, pulling me closer to him.
"t-thought I-I'd g-g-get kick-ed o-out." I cried harder this time, scaring myself, and probably Brooklyn too.
"Shhh shh it's okay, you're not going anywhere, I'm here, right here. Shhh breathe" Brooklyn soothed, relaxing me slightly. I was really embarrassed because I was having a panic attack in front of all the boys. Once I'd calmed down, the boys all came and gave me a brotherly hug which actually made me feel a lot better. we still had about a 2 hour drive so Brooklyn suggested that I sleep. I placed my head on his shoulder and the last thing I felt was a hand run it's way through my hair and a kiss to my forehead.

Brooklyn's POV
Rye had just fallen asleep on my shoulder so I decided that this would be a good time to talk to the boys about what we should do.

"I always carry anxiety tablets. When I get asthma attacks they can escalate to anxiety attacks. He can take one or two of them if he needs to." Andy suggested.

"Yes Andy!" I whisper yelled, careful not to wake Rye.

Andy stood up and went to get his bag. I continued to run my hand through Rye's hair to keep him as calm as possible. Andy came back a bit later and handed me the tablets.

"I'll give them to him in the green room. Thanks Andy" I said putting the tablets in my pocket.

(Time skip brought to you by Andy's time lapse song)

We arrived at the venue about 20 minutes ago and I can see that Rye is really nervous.

"Babe, Andy gave me these tablets that'll prevent your anxiety." I told him. he took the tablets out my hand and got a bottle of water, chugging them down.

"Brooky, I'm scared." Rye told me, looking at me with teary eyes. I pulled him into my arms and sat on the sofa with him, letting him cry into my shoulder.

"Shhhh it's okay, it's okay, I'm here." I soothed, playing with his hair.

Soon later, we needed to go on stage and the tablets had definitely worked. Rye was buzzing to go on stage that I had to calm him down slightly.

Once we'd finished the show, we all pilled back into the van, absolutely knackered.

"Thankyou Brooky." Rye mumbled into my shoulder tiredly.

"You should be saying thankyou to Andy not me." I replied, laughing lightly.

"Thanks Andy" He tiredly whispered.

"No problem buddy" Andy laughed, running a hand through his hair.

Once Rye had, yet again, fallen asleep, I grew very tired. Rye had definitely worn me out today.

"Get some sleep Brook, you look knackered." Jack said, sitting next to me.

"No, I need to look after Rye" I mumbled, not having any energy. As much as I wanted to stay awake and make sure Rye was okay, Jack always came on top.

"Shhh Brook, go to sleep, he's fine" Jack whispered.

"Noooo" I whined.

"Brooklyn" Jack warned sternly. Jack then started to run his hand through my hair, knowing it makes me sleepy. Then to add to the mix, Andy started singing. I was out like a light.
Ever since that show, Rye always takes a couple tablets before shows and he's never had an attack before one since.
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Sorry this is really shit, I've never been a good writer - N🐢