Just Robin Oneshots Part 2

Panic attack

harozm requested some panic attacks so here we go

I'm aware that people experience panic attacks in different ways, this is just how I experience mine and how my friends have their's too

https://www.healthline.com/health/how-to-stop-a-panic-attack

https://www.nhsinform.scot/healthy-living/mental-wellbeing/anxiety-and-panic/how-to-deal-with-panic-attacks

https://www.mind.org.uk/information-support/types-of-mental-health-problems/anxiety-and-panic-attacks/panic-attacks/

You'd think after taking direct hits to the face of fear toxin since nine it would start to lose its potency. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Dick had had a turbulent Sunday night trying to recover and of course, his mentor was by his side the entire time to keep him calm. Yet, although the night had been long and terrifying even after the antidote was administered, he was still foolish enough to think he'd be fine for school on Monday. It came as quite a surprise to Bruce when he came trotting down the staircase in his school uniform. He looked tired. Really tired. Like one of those exaggerated cartoons of someone who was tired. His eyes were bloodshot from a mix of sobbing and sleeplessness. He walked over to the breakfast table with the best smile he could manage and got to eating. He was never really hungry after a night of fear toxin but he thought he better have something before braving the day. "I thought you were gonna have the day off? You normally do after a night like this," Bruce commented. 

"Yeah but I'm a teenager now so I should learn how to get over myself," he responded.

"We both know fear toxin is hard to get over. It's still in your system and you already have problems with panic attacks," he argued. He really didn't think this was a good idea but he knew Dick well enough. As soon as he left the house, he'd find a way to escape Alfred's watchful gaze and get to school somehow. He also knew that he pushed himself way too hard. He was thirteen, not an adult. There were still things that he needed to work through before he could just bounce back from the intensity of fear toxin. "B, I'll be fine. I'll just be a little antsy today but Babs will look out for me so it doesn't matter." Bruce sighed.

"Alright but I want to be contacted as soon as you feel something coming on, tell Barbara that too." He nodded.

Dick really thought he could get through the day. He was so sure that he could. He was the Boy Wonder, he could do anything. But now he was sat in Math and he felt like the room was collapsing around him. This class was one of the few he had with Barbara. He'd been moved up in the subject since he completed the necessary work early. He was grateful for that now more than ever. He was very self-aware when it came to his attacks. You have enough to know the warning signs and he could now hazard a semi-accurate guess as to how long he had before he went too far. He could feel his heart pounding against his chest like it was trying to escape. Dick tapped Barbara on her arm, something she knew meant he was about to have one. Only she was confused as to what triggered it. They were just doing silent independent work. Nevertheless, she put her hand up and caught the teacher's attention. The teacher glanced up at her, she cocked her head to Dick who was now getting short of breath. His eyes were focused on nothing but they could tell it wasn't just him daydreaming. The teacher gave her the nod of approval to take him out. She took Dick's hand carefully and helped him up. By now he was starting to shake so he was a little unsteady on his feet. It never set in this fast which only made him more panicked. Was the fear toxin still in his system? What if he got thrust into a hallucination? Everyone would stare at him for screaming at nothing. Someone could test him for it. They'd find he had it and put two and two together and find out he was Robin. Then they'd find out Bruce was Batman. Then that Babs was Batgirl. They'd all know and they'd have to leave Gotham. What if CPS took him away from Bruce and he went back to the prison? He didn't want to leave him. He'd break out but they'd always find him. Bruce would get in trouble for child endangerment. He'd get prison time. Years and years. What about Alfred? He'd be all alone. Commissioner Gordon would hate them for dragging in his daughter. They'd never see each other again. He didn't want to give all of this up. He was happier now. Happy as an orphan could be.