What If?// More WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Once In A Lifetime: Daniel

Daniel: 30
Jonah: 30
Corbyn: 29
Jack: 29
Zach: 27
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Summary: Whether he had dreaded or dreamed of this day, Daniel didn't know. All he knew was that it was here now and he couldn't breathe

Daniel's POV
I tried to control my breathing as Anna attempted to knot my bowtie, biting her tongue, staring hard at my chest.

I was glad she wasn't looking at me, glad she couldn't see how pale my face was, how slick and shiny my forehead would be as I desperately swallowed my heaves.

I didn't know what was wrong. I had never cared about marriage, I didn't need some big event and fancy suits to know I adored my boys and wanted to spend every single day of my life with them.

So why now, when it was all but guaranteed that they wanted me too, did my heart ache?

It was clenching and throbbing and my stomach was in knots and I couldn't breathe.

Why couldn't I breathe? Why was the air so thick?

Was the room getting darker?

It was so hot. Why was it so hot?

Was I shaking? When had I started shaking?

Why did my muscles hurt so bad?

What was happening?

" Dan," Anna's voice was far away," Dani, why are you shaking?"

I opened my mouth to talk to her, lips trembling.

I can't breathe, I wanted to say help me, I can't breathe.

" Do you want me to get Corbyn?"

I couldn't stop the choked, whimpering noise in the back of my throat.

" Okay, Imma get Corbyn. Just sit down and wait for me."

I think she moved me, I couldn't feel her hands on my body, but it felt like I was getting closer to the ground.

My knees had stopped shaking, so I was probably sitting.

I looked down at my quaking hands, trying to calm them. I grabbed one trembling hand with the other, gripping tighter and tighter until my fingers hurt.

My eyes were burning and I was biting my lip.

I didn't know what was wrong. Why was I crying?

" -appening?"

" -hat's wrong, Baby?"

I flinched when he touched me, whimpering. I tried to move back and I hit the wall, shutting my eyes and trembling hard.

" I'm scared. Please, I'm scared," I whined, voice cracking and shrill.

" You don't have to be," his voice far off and echoing," it's only me. See, look."

I peeked my eye open, Corbyn was kneeling in front of me, his own crisp gray suit perfect.

" See?" He mused, holding his hand out," it's only Corbyn. You know me, Dan."

I stared at the outstretched appendage, gingerly reaching out my own as if I expected him to hit me.

He grabbed it gently, petting my knuckles," see?" He smiled," I won't hurt you. Not ever, Baby," he pressed it to his pec, letting me feel the rise and fall of his chest.

" Can you breathe with me? It's really easy, I promise. Just deep breaths. In," his chest expanding and I copied," and out," he sighed, deflating.

I followed once again, continuing to mock his breathing.