GRIANGST ONESHOTS

Grounding

Jevin didn't talk to anyone much besides his neighbours and old friends. Yeah its true he would visit other hermits once in a while to talk and trade items but the longest it would last was an hour.

Jevin was heading over to the barge, he was checking for stock on a few items. He walked over and noticed a few signs on the floor of the barge, all reading "burnstick?". Jevin chuckled but one specific sign had something different written on it. "Please help." Jevin was confused. He looked around for more signs which could lead to answers to this mysterious sign.
"Maybe its Grian." He mumbled to himself, looking at every sign. He noticed one out. "Come to my base, anyone please." Jevin got worried, maybe it was placed long ago and he didn't remove it like the burnstick signs.

Grian had finished messily writing down the signs and flew to his base before he slipped. As soon as he reached his base, he fell to the floor. He couldn't make it in his hobbit hole. He felt like he was out of control, like he wasn't even in this place anymore, he was dissociating. Suddenlt, the sound of fireworks rang in the hermits ears. It made him cover them, then fireworks sounded like they went off right beside his ear.
"Grian." That voice. Jevin. Grian knew immediately.

Jevin flew over to Grian's base, in case those signs were placed recently. He landed and searched around. He saw a small hole in the corner of the hobbit hole entrance.
"Grian." Jevin looked inside. He saw the hermit in his anxiety attack state and knew he needed to ground Grian fast.
"Hey, Hey. Grian." The hermit didn't look up. He didn't want to force him but at the same time he also had to. He quickly held both Grian's hands which were covering his ears and placed them away, only for the hermit to panic more.
"Its so.... L-Loud..." Grian mumbled, he felt like he was going deaf.
"Hey, Grian. Listen alright?" Jevin needed his attention. He wasn't getting it.
"Gri." Jevin used a softer voice, assuming he was being a bit too loud for the poor hermit. Grian's head snapped up, his eyes were red and puffy and his face was stained with tears.
"Grian, tell me 5 things you see." Jevin sat down beside Grian.
"I.. I see the- window.... Y-You.... Um.... My bed... Mr Beak and- and my sweater." Jevin smiled slightly.
"Good Job, now 4 things you can touch."
"The floor.... You... Mr Beak.. My bed.."
"Awesome, now 3 things you can hear."
"Your.. Voice, Mr Beak.. And the rain.." Jevin hadn't even noticed it started raining. Maybe Grian was focusing really hard, he never knew.
"Do you feel better?"
"Mhm.." Geian felt tired, drained. It was normal after an anxiety or panic attack to feel tired but Jevin made Grian stay awake anyway.
"Grian, tell me what happened."
"Okay.. Uh... I was walking around in the shopping district and... I... I saw it... Sam... I saw Sam.." Jevin didn't know who Sam was but he knew who to ask so he reassured Grian that nobody could get into hermitcraft.