It's Okay Darling. It's Okay.
Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader
Summary: You feel very overwhelmed and start to have a panic attack, but Loki is there to calm you down.
Word Count: 507
Content Warning: Mentions of feeling overwhelmed and Panic Attacks, fluff and light hearted.
A/N: This is my very first post. I'm excited to see what you guys think, and please let me know what you guys want to see in the future. More to Come! ;)
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I am having the worst day possible.
You sit there crying in your dress covering your face with pale hands. It has been one overwhelming night.
I can't take it anymore.
There is too much talking. Too much noise. Too much going on. You feel as if you're about to explode. You notice your breathing starts to pick up.
No..No..nonono…
You're starting to panic.
This isn't good, I have to get out of here.
You heaved yourself from the stairs you formally planted yourself on, and made your way out of the ballroom as fast as your legs could.
This isn't fast enough...Get out…GET OUT
Fully booking it not caring what anybody thinks anymore.
I'm tired of pretending.
You make your way to the gardens. It's your favorite place on the palace grounds. Usually, it calms you down anytime you feel anxious, but this time it wasn't one of them. The flora and fauna surrounding the landscapes were beautiful. Ivy growing up the walls, and flowers everywhere the eyes could see.
Why won't my breathing slow down?
Your vision starts to blur and you can no longer pick out what is the sky and what are the flowers growing among you. You feel lightheaded.
I'm going to pass out.
Suddenly, you hear something. It sounds like a voice but you can't make out what it's saying or where it is coming from. You jump when you see a figure and feel familiar hands on your own.
“Y/N? Y/N, can you hear me?” You knew that voice.
“Loki?”
“Yes, it’s me darling.” He says as he squeezes your hands.
You breathe what was supposed to be a sigh of release, but ends up being mixed away through your panic attack.
“L..lo..loki?” You croak out, your voice so tiny, that Loki has to lean in to hear it.
“Yes, darling?”
“I can't breathe.” You start sobbing harder.
He moves from his crouched position on the ground to a seat next to you on the bench you had found. He pulls you into his lap and starts hugging you.
“It's okay darling. You're having a panic attack. I want you to breathe in when I breathe in, and I want you to breathe out when I breathe out. Okay?” He asks.
You couldn't answer verbally, so you just shocked your head showing he understood.
You feel his chest rising, so you take a deep breath in. His chest started to fall, so you let the deep breath out. In. Out.
You sat there for a couple of minutes until Loki saw that you were in a calmer state.
“Feel better?”
“Yes. Thank you.” You hugged him back.
“Anytime darling. Anytime.” He responds, placing a kiss on the top of your head.
You place your head in the crook between his shoulder and his head listening carefully to his heartbeat. He sets his cheek down on your head lightly and gently rubs your back with his thumb. Everything was okay again.
“Can we just stay like this forever?”
“I'm yours always.”