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He was fine.
It might’ve been really loud and there were people all around him and they were all so loud-
But he was fine. Perfectly fine.
Until he wasn’t.
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Ranboo was sat in the sewers that laid under the Community House, hand trembling on his chest.
He was having an amazing time at the ‘small’ meeting taking place, until he started having a, y’know, panic attack.
He was barely able to sneak away without drawing attention to himself, sobs trying to make their way out of his throat.
But honestly, now he wished he did draw attention.
Because he felt as if he was dying and he couldn’t even breath and oh my god hewasactuallydyinghewasgoingtodie-
“ Ranboo?”
He barely heard the small voice over all the noise and his panic, but it somehow broke through.
Ranboo let out a small sob of pain, alerting the person of his presence.
“Oh shit- Ranboo-” They sped over to him, crouching before turning their head and calling back. “Phil- get some water, please.”
“Hey, Boo... Can you hear me?” Ranboo whimpered in response, just wanting to stop hurting, stop panicking.
“ Alright, I’m gonna touch your arm and lead you somewhere safe, alright?” The person, as they said, gently touched his arm and led him deeper into the sewers, the noise from the meeting getting fainter.
He was sat back down and spoken to softly again. “I’m gonna hug you, that okay?”
Ranboo could barely see through his tears, but he craved the touch, he craved the thing that would hopefully ground him.
So, he dove into the person sat in front of him.
“Ah-” They were shocked for a second, but quickly composed themself and hugged him close, taking deep breaths. “Imitate me Ranboo, deep breaths.” They comforted him.
Ranboo copied the person, who was slowly revealed to be Technoblade, taking deep breaths.
Soon, he came back to Earth, hands mostly stopping their shaking and chest stopping aching.
“Phil, water.” Ranboo tilted his exhausted head slightly to face their close friends.
He grabbed the water that was handed to him and started to drink slowly, the dehydrated feeling he had disappearing.
Techno sighed in relief. “Hey, you all good now?” A nod. “Wanna leave or do you wanna stay here for just a bit longer?”
Ranboo disconnected his lips from the plastic cup, “I... Can we leave through the- the sewers? Please?”
He nodded slightly, smiling as he formed a response. “Good. Lets get outta here. ‘T was borin’ anyways.”