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The shorter one noticed that something was off, Dazai was making such an scary face.
He really seemed like if he was afraid of something, he had never seen him like that before.
—Dazai.— Chuuya called without any interest on his voice.
—Dazai.— Chuuya said again.
—Dazai!— He yelled, he was starting to lose his temper, but at the same time he was worrying.
—Dazai! Hey, Dazai! —He could only hear Chuuya's voice as a background one. The voice seemed to get lower and lower.
At the point that he couldn't hear it anymore.
He started hyperventilating, he couldn't move, his body was all numb. He was starting to get some little chills by times.
The only thing that now he could barely hear, was Chuuya's voice calling out his name, and the little whimpers that he let out due to his lack of breath. He felt impotent, he didn't even knew why. Why was that happening to him. He wanted to cry, he wanted someone to hold onto.
Chuuya just saw how Dazai started to have a panic attack, he haven't noticed at first. Now it wasn't the moment to get mad at him, he had to do something.
He barely knew what he had to do, because he also have had one, but he haven't had someone to help him, so he always had to find out a way to stop it by himself, but he would use his knowledge.
He tried to make Dazai focus on him, it'd be hard, because it's not an state when you can focus on something that easy. When he achieved to gain Dazai's attention, he gave him instructions and started to do breath exercises to help him to stop hyperventilating.
He didn't wanted to invade Dazai's personal space, and he hated when Dazai showed some type of affection towards him, but he couldn't think of something else when he noticed that Dazai was crying.
He didn't even hesitated to hug Dazai, not even because he was crying, but just because he thought he needed to.
When Dazai calmed down, Chuuya got sure that he was already fine, he did some tests to see if Dazai could focus, and he had already got over that panic/anxiety attack. After a few minutes that Chuuya gave to Dazai to process, he asked him if there was s reason of his panic attack.
He couldn't answer. He just stared at the ground, trying to find an excuse to give him. Because he couldn't seem vulnerable to others.
He tried to stood up fast, but he was shaking, making it difficult to stood up. He was about to fall, when Chuuya grabbed him. After that, Chuuya scolded him for trying to stood up in that state.
He didn't know what to do or tell, when he was about to say something, the gingers voice interrupted him.
—If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. Sometimes we don't want others to see some vulnerable part of us.— Chuuya said, as the ambient got quiet.
—If that's what worry's you, I won't tell anyone. It would be our secret.—
The taller one nodded, Chuuya seemed to understand him, just like if he could read minds.