❰❰ PANIC ❱❱ sender comforts the receiver as they have a panic attack or get overstimulated
@cruelprincae || x
His heart pounded in his ears and his left hand burned despite the scar that had once been there fading the moment the monster in the sewers had been destroyed. The pain had him shooting upright in bed gasping for breath, the memory of nearly drowning at the hands of the clown disguised as himself fresh in his mind.
That was one of the downsides of having gone back. He remembered his nightmares now. Although they weren't as constant, they were much more visceral.
Bill had hoped that Cardan wouldn't be disturbed by his sudden movement and gasping breath, but even though their shared bed in the palace was huge, the High King was always close. Skin to skin. Usually his preferred position however tonight was the exception.
"I'm f-fine. I'm fine," he tried to assure his husband. Cardan needed to rest as he's still recovering, not deal with his bullshit.
