PAIRING: john b x gf!reader
WARNINGS: anxiety attack, cursing, making out, mostly fluff
You hated this feeling. When the anxious thoughts kick in and the room starts to spin. Youâd do anything to silence the negative voices in your head. You want nothing more than to keep your head above water and prevent yourself from going to that all too familiar, dark place in the corner of your mind.
John B had never seen you like this. In the 4 months youâd been dating you had managed to keep up the âmiss perfectâ act. As far as he was concerned, you were his dream girlfriend. He had no clue what a mess you could be. Were you willing to drop the mask? To show him another side of you?
It seemed too vulnerable to let John B know what you were going through. You rolled over in bed, facing away from him, using a pillow to muffle your cries. You silently sobbed into it while your unaware boyfriend snored softly next to you.
After a good 3 minutes of crying, the sound of a whisper made you freeze in place and immediately stop your tears.
Fuck. You were caught. He had heard you. Your heart began to race at the thought of turning to face John B with a tear soaked face. How would you explain it?
âAre y- are you crying? Y/n, look at me.â
Fear had turned you to stone, and you found it impossible to move despite your boyfriendâs request.
John B placed a gentle hand on your back, nudging you to turn around. Somehow you worked up the courage to actually face him. You rolled over. Immediately you noticed an expression of intense worry on his face as he took notice of your red and puffy eyes.
âNo, no, no- baby come here. What happened? Hey, youâre alright okay? Iâve got you.â
He wrapped you in his strong arms and laid your head on his bare chest. You could hear the beat of his heart. His woodsy masculine scent, the warmth of his body heat, and his sweet words provided you with a sense of calm. As he rocked you back and forth you felt your anxiety slowly wash away.
âDeep breaths y/n. Breathe in and out with me. Can you do that?â
You matched the pace of his breathing.
âGood job, youâre doing so good for me y/n.â
âI didnât want you to see me like this,â you managed to choke out through your tears.
âShhh donât say that,â he shushed you. âDonât ever be afraid or feel like you have to hide from me. Iâm here for you,â John B cooed.
He could tell you werenât in the right state of mind to do much talking. âYou donât have to say anything. We can talk about whatâs going on later. For now just let me hold you.â
You couldnât help yourself. Overwhelmed with emotion and adoration for your boyfriend you found yourself pressing your lips to his. It turned from a soft kiss to a passionate one pretty quickly. Your hands gripped his hair as he began sucking on your bottom lip. Your tongues danced together as you softly moaned into his mouth. When you finally pulled away to catch your breath you found yourself staring deep into his eyes. You had never told him you loved him before, but now felt like the right moment.
âI love you, John B.â
âI love you more, y/n. God, I love you so much. Everythingâs going to be okay.â
He had seen you at your worst and he still loved you. There was no more reason to be afraid. You finally felt as though you could relax. He later went to the kitchen to bring you your favorite snacks and you spent the rest of the night holding each other close as possible, watching movies on the television. You fell asleep to the sound of the TV and the rise and fall of your boyfriendâs chest as he breathed.
