STRANGER THINGS IMAGINES

dustin henderson

i wanna do an imagine where it's the scene where dustin and suzie are singing, but idk if i should change suzie to y/n, or make y'all one of the awkward people listening 😂😂
comment which you'd rather <3

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dustin, robin, erica, steve and i were all stuck in this elevator. we've been in here for maybe 2 hours, and i was already freaking out.

steve and robin were on top of the elevator, doing god knows what, while erica, dustin and i were inside it.

first it started with the sweating. i started to sweat a lot, once i was reminded so kindly by erica that if we don't get out of here soon enough, in 3 or so days, without water or food? we're dead.

i didn't say anything, knowing that it was probably nothing and i was just worried. and i was. but then my breathing rapidly sped out. i was taking big, loud breaths, and that's when erica started to notice.

"you okay? you sound like a dying monkey over there." she asked, although i knew she didn't care, not at that age. this cause dustin to look over at me.

his eyes widened, "you're so pale, y/n. do you wanna sit down?"

i struggled to find the wall, the room becoming very hot, once i found it, i slid down, resting my back against it.

"can- can you breathe?" dustin asked, running over to me and feeling my forehead, "oh shit, you're really hot, y/n."

i nod sarcastically, "you don't have to tell me that."

dustin's brows furrowed, "steve! robin! get down here!"

i heard fumbling around up there, before they both made their way down.

"is she okay?" robin asked, her face filled with worry as she crouched down next to me.

i saw erica roll her eyes, "does she look okay to you? do you roll out of bed like this in the morning and think 'i'm so healthy?'. no! the answer is no, you don't."

steve crouched too, "what's wrong?" he asked.

i shook my head, "my panic attacks get bad. what can i say?" i shrugged my shoulders.

steve pursed his lips, "don't worry, we'll get you out of here."

dustin sat next to me after the others left, and i sighed, "sorry i freaked you out."

dustin shook his head, "you're fine. i just thought you couldn't breathe and i got really worried."

i nodded too, laying my head on his lap, "is it hot in here?"

"just you." he replied and i chuckled, sitting up and punching his arm slightly.

"come here." he said, and i scooted closer, before he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "i will get you out of here. i promise you that."

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it's short and i apologize