Golden (rewrite)

46

The situation with Caecilius has gotten so bad that Lanette had to build up extra fences to prevent trucks and trucks of gifts coming in. Somehow, the blond managed to contact you through Lanette's wifi-connected television.

You had a few severe panic attacks over this, you would lock yourself in your bedroom and shiver, sweat and hyperventilate under your sheets. You stayed away from all electronics and Lanette, you did NOT want to see the world's reaction to this.

The long haired celebrity didn't get the message that you wanted to be alone. He would just enter using his spare keys and hold you in his arms. Lanette thought that it calms you down, but no. It only made it worse.

You would cry until your voice becomes hoarse, gasp for air, shake like a leaf— all that while tightly bundled in his arms.

You wanted to phone your friends from Motel Motel, but Caecilius's cyberattacks made it impossible to access anything! You don't understand how was he able to carry out these.

Lanette was calm and composed the entire time. He has faced this before and now he has experience on what to do. However, he never considered the fact that this is your first time going through...these.

"Argh! Make it stop!" You screamed when you hear Lanette's phone vibrate in his pocket. The male sighed as he took it out and turned it off, he can't believe that he has to get a fifth phone.

Lanette carelessly threw it onto the ground, making the screen crack. But it's still functional.

"Shh, shh... it's okay. I'm here." He wrapped his arms around you as you lie on your side, facing his chest. You curled into a ball of fear as he propped his head up with a hand.

Lanette pulled the blanket over your body and then rhythmically pat your back. His lips are pressed against the top of your head and is legs are loosely intertwined with yours.

You don't know if he's taking advantage of the situation or not, however, he spent some nights sleeping with you in the same bed. You're always the 'little spoon' while he's the 'big spoon'. You hated this, but you felt... somewhat safer? With Lanette?

Maybe you're not in your right mind. Tony, Mike, Linda and Karen should set your mind straight. But how are you going to get to them? How—

Wait.

Lanette smiled in relief when you finally calmed down. Your breaths aren't irregular and you stopped shaking.

Lanette continued to affectionately touch you as you bury your head in his chest. The gears in your head started turning.

"What am I afraid of?" You wondered to yourself.

"Caecilius isn't going after my head, he isn't trying to kill me. He's just givin' me a shit ton of calls and messages." You furrowed your eyebrows as you slowly regain your 'consciousness'.

"There ain't nothing dangerous about the crap he sent... there is no way he can kidnap me without reaching news... so, what the hell am I so afraid of?" You silently questioned yourself.

"He doesn't yell at me when I answer his calls, he doesn't send me hate, he generally doesn't mean harm to me..." Then, it clicked.

"Son of a bitch..." you took a deep breath and exhaled. Realising the intimate position that you're in right now with Lanette.

Lanette was the one feeding fear into your system! You remember now, he was the one telling you horror stories about his fans stalking him. Lanette treated this like a crisis that must be avoided at all costs, he would go so far to destroy every gadget that Caecilius has contacted.