Work Text:
Lydia ♥
Me : Lydia...
Lydia : What is it Stiles?
Me : I... I need your help...
Lydia : What do you need help with?
Me : ...
Lydia : Stiles?
Ringing Lydia...
Ringing Lydia...
Ringing Lydia...
Call accepted...
"Stiles, what is going on with you, what do you need help with?"
"I... I think I'm having a panic attack... *Throat badly cleared*"
"Where are you Stiles?"
"At home..."
"Is your dad home?"
"No..."
"Ok, stay there, I'm coming to you now."
"Please don't be long..."
Call Ended...
It had been a few minutes since the phone call, and Stiles was really not having a good time. He continued to wait as his panic attack got worse and worse. His vision was getting blurrier by the second and Stiles kept on blinking to resist it. He tried everything that stop his panic attacks before but none of them worked.
After waiting for what feelings like a week, Lydia arrived. She quickly ran to him and tried to comfort him, but the things she tried did not work, even kissing.
Stiles then felt a warm feeling around him as he got out of his panic attack. He then looked at Lydia to see that she was hugging. His heart was now calm as he hugged Lydia back.