Hold Still GXReader

What did you say?

G's P.O.V

That wasn't exactly true, after what just happened, I couldn't say I didn't know anymore, but I couldn't just blurt out the alternative, could I?

"What?" She turned around and folded her arms with a face of absolute confusion. "You don't know?" She asked.

"Believe me, I was just as frustrated as you were when I found out." I said sliding my hands into my jean pockets.

"So, mind telling me what was up with you back there?" I asked staring at her.
She clenched her fists with a defensive frown.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about. You were gasping and shaking. Some might say you were just stuck in the moment but when I opened the door, you weren't that frantic." I said as I pulled out a cigarette.

"You didn't answer my question why should I answer yours?" She asked folding her arms. She wasn't brushing it off like I thought she would. There was actually something there, I narrowed my gaze as I put the cig in my mouth.

"Because I don't know the answer to your question, and you know the answer to mine." I said around the object in my teeth as I pulled out my lighter and lit it.

She seemed to pause. "T-That's not..you're answer doesn't make sense." She stuttered as I took a deep breath in and sighed, why was she being so difficult? I just wanted to help.

"I didn't say it makes sense, I said I don't know. I also said I'm frustrated too." I told her with a small frown of my own, she seemed to be swaying slightly.

"But that-you should know!" She was getting louder, almost as if there was someone talking over her or something.

I tilted my head before my gaze traveled to the stick in my mouth. I looked back at her before puffing a small cloud at her, just to test something.

She stiffened and her arms started shaking.

"Stop it." She glared over at me, she knew I'd done it on purpose, but I was surprised to see tears in her eyes.

I took the cigarette out of my mouth and put it out.

"You have trauma with smoke or something?" I asked with a frown of my own.

"Wouldn't you like to know!" She snapped and turned away. She tried to walk out of the room, thinking there was a door in the direction she was retreating to. There was, but she ran into the wall next to it, making me flinch a little.

She stumbled back cursing under her breath as she rubbed her forehead.

"You ok?"

"Fine!"

I walked over with a frown, she was trying to take deep breaths without breathing in the smoke in my room.

I opened the door slightly to let out the smoke but stood in the way.

"Why do you get so panicky around smoke?"

"Is it any of your business?" She asked, her voice quiet, I shrugged.

"Maybe, maybe not, but would it hurt to talk about it? It might help." I didn't know if that was true really, but yeah, it might work for her.

She seemed to stare at the ground before sighing softly.

"I was 7..."