Sage's POV
Me and Zach sit in the waiting room, until we were called to go into the therapist's office.
Really, it wasn't necessary for me to be there for the therapist, as it wasn't my session.
No, this time, it was for Zach. He insisted many times that I needed to come with him, over and over again. The day before I reluctantly agreed, realizing that if I could tell him my side of the story, he could find out what was supposedly "wrong" with my boyfriend of 2 years.
"Zachary Graser? The doctor is ready to see you now." The receptionist called out.
He squeezed my hand even tighter than before, his knuckles turning white.
"You ready?" I asked him, lightly touching his arm.
He silently nodded.
I kissed his cheek, whispering "I love you." to him as I did every day. We walked hand in hand to the office, I could see him getting more and more anxious by the moment.
You see, Zach wasn't comfortable telling his friends his feelings, much less some random therapist. He would only tell me what was going on in his life.
The good, the bad, and the horrible.
I opened the door for him, letting him go first in the dimly lit room as he sat on the grey couch first.
Dr. Amethyst was already sitting on the couch, his legs crossed and his glasses sitting on the rim of his nose as he read what seemed like a report.
I coughed, letting him know of our presence.
"Oh yes," he looked up. "you must be Zach." he looked at him. "and you..." he looked at me.
"His girlfriend. Uhm, Sage." I replied.
"Alright then Sage, we'll get right into it then?" He turns to Zach. "So it says here that you have a disorder. Unnamed although, tell me, what do you believe is wrong?"
Zach held tight onto my hand as he started talking. "Well... for starters, I can't be left alone for more than a couple of hours or else I'll go... I don't know how to explain it. I feel alone, in darkness, like no one loves me. Although I know that's not true, Sage... She loves me so much, and I love her too but... It feels like everything goes away if I don't have that assurance."
He looked up at me, and then the doctor. The doctor nodded and he continued.
"Sometimes... I'll have dreams... About her," he directed towards me. "leaving me. I'll have nightmares, that everyone I love... doesn't love me back..." He breathed in shakily.
I was proud of him getting this far, I know that if he had too many things bottled in him he would break down in front of me. It hurt my heart to see him like this, even if it was only occasionally.
I put my other hand on his knee, giving him a reassuring squeeze, giving him the signal that he didn't need to talk more if he wasn't comfortable.
It seemed like the doctor got the message so he started talking to me.
"So, Sage, how long have you two been dating?"
"About a little over 2 years I think."
He took some notes and continued. "And how did you guys meet?"
"Well, actually... We're both content creators, we make videos and post them on YouTube. And because we have partnerships, we get money from it. So our mutual friend introduced us because we had similar personalities so we hit it off as soon as we met."
"Interesting," he said as he took some more notes. "And how long has he had this... disorder?"
"Well according to him," I looked over and re-held his hand assuringly. "since high school. But he told me about 4 months after we started dating."
We told him a couple more things, about our relationship, our youtube career, it seemed like Zach was getting more comfortable with talking to a therapist after all.
I knew that this would help him, but this was only the first step.
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OH MY GOD FEELZ
Okay, so I know this is a different type of fanfic, where in the usual ones they're either friends or complete strangers. Whereas in this one they're already dating.
So basically, if you don't get it, Graser (Zach as written in the story) has a disorder which makes him afraid of always losing the people or things that love him and makes him self conscious like no one will ever stay with him or love him. So he needs constant reminders that he's loved or that they'll never leave him by his girlfriend, Sage. I don't even know if this is a real disorder but if it is and anyone knows of it please tell me in the comments.
Warning: there's gonna be a lot of cute moments in this so if you're not ready for feels, beware!
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Atelophobia || Graser10 // discontinued
أدب الهواةAtelophobia - the fear of not being good enough or imperfect